Chapter 147 Human Report
The four gods of joy did not stay at home for long. After Xia Bai finished dealing with the follow-up matters of the game in Datai City, he began to look for a home for them.
At that time, in the game in Datai City, Xia Bai saw the photo of Xishen and guessed that they had found out Xishen's life experience. After asking, he found out that it was Ling Changye who found it.
"This is not a difficult task. We can find missing persons from eight to six years ago by scanning your sketch on the Information Department's intranet. Only grandma was not reported missing, so it's a little difficult to find her," said Ling Changye.
This method originated from the time when he asked people from the Information Department to help him find out Xia Bai's background. Later, he found that the Information Department's intranet was very useful, so he applied for the Information Department's intranet permission on the grounds of better finding information for the game.
Of course, there is another important reason. Ling Changye said: "Your painting skills have contributed a lot. In the future, you can not only be a forensic doctor, but also a part-time profiler."
Xia Bai: "Hehe, I have a painter dad, so I'm improving so fast."
Jiang Qingfeng had never taught any students except for the time when he was a teacher. Now that he had a smart baby son who liked to paint, he wished he could teach him personally.
Ling Changye: "Shall we look for their families together?"
Xia Bai: "Okay."
There was one person who they didn't have to look for, as his family found him soon.
The game Datang City has attracted the attention of people all over the country. Almost everyone knows this game. From the news broadcast to short videos, there are reports and explanations about the game everywhere. Especially when the game Datang City was just completed, many media people went in to take pictures.
Under such circumstances, those missing person notices also attracted attention.
The first person to attract attention was naturally Ling Mu, the famous wealthy man who had been missing for many years. The discussion about him led to the discussion of the other four people.
Later, with the consent of Xia Bai and Ling Changye, the Game Management Bureau made the game's internal testing public. Thus, the long-forgotten case of the missing rich man finally came to an end. Ling Mu did not commit suicide due to mental illness, nor was he killed by his colleagues and relatives. He was selected by the game to participate in the game's internal testing.
The other four people were also selected to participate in the game's internal testing.
After learning the truth, the entire Internet began to help them find their families.
This is how the first family of the God of Joy appeared.
Xia Bai once had a family tree, in which he drew all the gods of happiness in his family, including his father, grandmother, sister, uncle and aunt.
The people who came to look for them were the elder sister's family. They first found the Tourism Administration, which then sent them to the courtyard of Xia Bai's home.
It was the second day of winter vacation. Xia Bai had just moved from his home near the school to the small courtyard and was tidying up the yard when people from the Tourism Management Bureau brought a gray-haired couple who looked exhausted and haggard.
Song Lu said: "Xia Bai, these are He Qiang's parents."
He Qiang is the elder sister in the family tree. According to what Ling Changye saw when communicating with Xia Bai, He Qiang was only about 20 years old when the game was tested, and looked like a female college student. Xia Bai looked at his elder sister's body and felt that she was about the same age.
More than seven years have passed. If she were still alive, she would be only twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, while her parents would already have gray hair.
"Excuse me...Excuse me, is He Qiang here? Is she really here?" Her mother held the door frame carefully, not daring to ask with any expectations.
Xia Bai saw fear in her. They may have been looking for a long time, falling from hope to disappointment again and again, and dare not hold on to hope after seven years. The disappointment after hope is too terrible for them. They don't know how to spend the days and nights after disappointment in their twilight years.
Xia Bai didn't say much, just said: "Wait a moment."
He called Erwa out, and the two of them started digging in the southwest corner of the yard, and soon dug out a nanmu coffin.
When the coffin was opened, a young girl was revealed lying inside.
Mother He held onto the wall with her hands, but still slipped a little bit and burst into tears. Her husband tried to pull her up while crying, but failed and ended up falling to the ground himself.
The people from the Tourism Bureau helped them to the side of the coffin. While holding the coffin, they touched their daughter with trembling hands, and their tears dripped onto her clean, plump, long-lost face.
Xia Bai watched quietly from the side until they finally calmed down a little, then he brought them some water.
They told him that when He Qiang disappeared, she was a sophomore at the best dance academy in the country. At that time, she had already won many major awards. Since she was twelve years old, she had never won second place in any competition she participated in.
To be precise, the time she disappeared was when she had just returned from a competition and received an award. Before that, she called her parents and said that she would soon add a gold trophy to the family.
They told her that they had prepared food and were waiting for her at home. This wait lasted for seven years.
The two old people were extremely grateful to Xia Bai, but Xia Bai could not bear their gratitude. He thought it was possible that his sister's sacrifice allowed him to get out of the game. He told the two old people this possibility, and they waved their hands and told him not to think too much.
When they took He Qiang away, Xia Bai tore off the page about He Qiang in the family tree and put it in He Qiang's pocket.
She went home, hoping that she still knew that there was someone far away who treated her as a sister.
After He Qiang left, two more families came to take the God of Joy home.
In the end, grandma was the only one left, with no family members to contact her.
Jiang Yitong said, "Did your family members not see it? Not everyone knows about this. You can send it over."
Xia Bai responded: "Hey!"
Originally, he and Ling Changye planned to send them home.
After finding out the grandmother's identity, it was easy to find her address, which was in a small village thousands of miles away from them.
As they were bringing the God of Joy, they naturally could not take public transportation. Xia Bai and Ling Changye drove for two days and arrived at the village at the address.
The address was on the ID card. They were not sure whether grandma would still live here when she entered the game, so they asked an old lady who was basking in the sun at the entrance of the village.
"Cheng Hua?" The old lady thought from her rusty memories, "Cheng Hua is gone."
"When did you leave?" Xia Bai asked.
Grandma: “Many years.”
Xia Bai asked again: "Do you know where she went?"
Grandma: "Go to heaven and enjoy happiness."
Xia Bai was slightly stunned, and then asked: "Does her family still live here?"
"Family..." The old lady was a little slow to respond, "Family, are they considered family?"
The two men sat next to her and talked to her for a long time before they got a general idea of her grandmother's life from her.
My grandmother was very beautiful when she was young. She had a crush on someone who also liked her very much. However, due to the general environment, that person decided to join the army.
Grandma agreed to wait for him to come back, but was later forced by her family to marry another man in the village, who was her husband.
Her husband used to have some money but was addicted to gambling. He squandered the family fortune and beat people when he lost. She raised her son and daughter alone with great difficulty. Her beloved daughter was sold by her husband when she was just sixteen. Her son had good grades but ran away from home after being beaten by her husband. Ten years later, he was found dead in a nightclub.
"Her husband died, and that man, the one who was in the army, came back. They lived together in the tile-roofed house with whitewashed walls at the east end of the village."
The house is easy to find. It is the only house in the whole village with pink walls. Moreover, the pink color has not been eroded by wind and rain and is still bright and fresh. You can see it at a glance when standing on the gray road.
There are many flowers and plants planted within the pink wall. Perhaps because no one has taken care of them for a long time, or perhaps because the temperature is low in winter, many of them have died. The yard is desolate, with only an old wintersweet tree with small pink flowers in bloom.
An old man was sitting in a wheelchair under the wintersweet tree at the door of the house, stretching his neck and looking towards the door.
Xia Bai asked: "Excuse me, are you Cheng Hua's family?"
The old man seemed not to hear his voice and was still looking towards the door, but he did not seem to see them standing at the door.
They tried to talk to him a few times, thinking he was hard of hearing, and spoke a little louder, and an older woman passing by the door heard them and said to them, "You are stupid, we can't reply to you."
Only then did they realize that the person their grandmother loved was not only disabled in the war, but also had Alzheimer's disease at some point in time.
Xia Bai brought his grandmother's body in front of him. His gaze suddenly shifted. After seeing his grandmother's body, he stretched out his trembling hands.
He could no longer move. Xia Bai moved his grandmother's body to his side. He hugged his grandmother, trembling and crying like a child.
"What should I do?" Grandma had no other family members who could handle her funeral affairs, and Xia Bai was a little unsure whether to take Grandma back to continue or leave her here.
"Let grandma stay with the person she wanted to be with since she was young," said Ling Changye.
She was probably drawn into the game when she was finally able to be with the person she loved after living in misery for most of her life. She wanted to start her own pink life and continue it here.
The two men had made up their minds and were about to discuss how the grandfather should continue to live when they noticed that he had not moved for a long time.
He died, hugging his grandmother.
A few pink plum blossoms fell on their heads. There was no scent of death at all. It was just like an ordinary hug on an ordinary day.
Finally, Xia Bai and Ling Changye buried the two of them under the pink wintersweet tree.
After closing the door for them, the two left the place.
Xia Bai said to Ling Changye: "Captain, 017 told me that I actually brought out the other 98 players who were in the game's internal test back then, but the others, like the guild leader, are scattered in other places."
"We will get them back." Ling Changye said.
Xia Bai: "But I no longer have any memory of that period of time, so I can't draw them anymore."
"Then get your memory back." Ling Changye said.
Xia Bai: "How do I get it back?"
Ling Changye thought for a moment, "I can think of two ways. The first way is to find a healing player to try. Healing players can heal all injuries in the game, from physical to mental. However, the main system doesn't want you to recall the game beta test, nor does it want others to know. They may not be able to heal you. Let's give it a try, but don't hold out too much hope."
Xia Bai nodded, he thought so too.
"The second method is the main system. When the game is completely destroyed, it won't matter whether you have memories of that period or not. It may return your memories to you. It may be more direct. When it disappears, the memories it suppressed will naturally return to you."
Ling Changye turned his head to look at Xia Bai's dazed face and smiled, "Don't worry, it won't take long."
Just as they guessed, the huge map of Datai City dealt a heavy blow to the game. It no longer had the energy to open large maps, and even small maps rarely appeared. It was like a dying person, struggling to survive only by relying on the remaining small maps.
The Tourism Bureau saw this, so as soon as they came out of Datai City, the rest of the assault team immediately went to attack the remaining games.
The Game Management Bureau also called on all players and talented people in the society not to give the game a chance to breathe, and to take advantage of the opportunity to open up all the games in one fell swoop. Now the players are playing the underground games in full swing.
Xia Bai did not participate in the previous games. During the winter vacation, he secretly went to the Shengyou Guild to steal the position of president.
The game in Datai City dealt a heavy blow not only to the game, but also to the Holy Tour Guild, which claimed to be believers in the game and believed that humans could not conquer the game.
Before the game came, You Yue led the Half Moon Group and some members of the Holy Tour Guild to leave the Holy Tour Guild and return to Datai City. After the game in Datai City was conquered, another group of people left the Holy Tour Guild, which was about to become a joke, and the Holy Tour Guild suddenly became depressed.
Of course, these are actually not easy to see in the Holy Tour Guild’s headquarters. The last time Xia Bai came here, he didn’t see many people, and it was the same this time.
He secretly dug a tunnel through the back wall of the Holy Tour Guild's headquarters, which was obviously a scam company, using his earthworm arm, and crawled into the secret room where the president was.
The floor of the secret room is marble. If the earthworm arm tries to force its way in, it will cause a lot of noise. But he is not afraid. He borrowed a prop saw from the assault team in advance, and stood in the tunnel to use the prop to saw a round hole in the marble.
He supported the perfectly round marble with both hands, popped his head out, and saw the psychic sitting next to the president, looking at him quietly.
“…”
Xia Bai: "Hi, you are here too."
The psychic said nothing.
“…”
Xia Bai crawled out of the tunnel and said, "I'm here to steal the president."
"How did you say that so confidently?" The psychic sneered and said, "I guessed it. I guessed that you would come."
"Then you want me to steal?" Xia Bai rolled up his sleeves and brought out two elders of the Holy Tour Guild, "Or should we have a fight?"
Psychic: “…”
He turned to look at the president, "Originally, I wanted to take the president back to Maoshan."
Xia Bai: "Maoshan has become a famous scenic spot."
Psychic: "...I mean the village under Mount Mao!"
Xia Bai: "Oh. Then I will still go and steal. It's more convenient than in Maoshan. I don't need to buy tickets."
Psychic: “…”
The light in the basement was dim, and the psychic's face was half hidden in the darkness. The muscles on his cheeks seemed to bulge slightly, and it was unclear whether he was gritting his teeth. "Take the president away."
Xia Bai immediately ran towards the president, rubbed his face excitedly, and called him, "Brother."
"I thought I didn't have a brother. I even wanted to steal Lin Xiang's body and bring it back to be my brother. Now, you are here."
He kept rubbing for a while, and the psychic couldn't stand it anymore, so he asked angrily, "Are you done yet?"
"I've never been with the president before. I'm about to send him home. It's quite perverted to rub against him in front of his family. Can't I rub against him a little longer now?" Xia Baitou didn't even respond.
"You don't think you're not abnormal if you just stay here, do you?" asked the psychic.
Xia Bai: "There's no one here that I care about."
“…”
The psychic was almost pissed off by him. He suppressed his anger and asked a question that hit the heart: "Does Ling Changye know that you are so perverted?"
"How can you ask such a question?" Xia Bai's face turned red. "He likes it very much."
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"???"
Okay, okay, he leaves, he leaves, okay!
The psychic stood up and immediately realized why he had to leave? This was his base camp!
"Go! Go quickly!" the psychic yelled at Xia Bai.
Xia Bai didn't bother to be polite with him. He carried the president on his shoulders and left. When he reached the door, he turned around and looked at the man sitting alone in the dark, and asked him, "Are you a little sad that the Shengyou Guild is going to disband?"
"Are you concerned about me?" the psychic asked.
Xia Bai immediately said: "No."
The psychic also said, “No.”
"I realized long ago that the Shengyou Guild had developed to a point that I could no longer control. I could not control it, nor could I withdraw like Lao Qian did. I could only be dragged along." He turned his head to look at the long, dark corridor behind Xia Bai. A slight breath of air came out of his chest, and his figure dissipated in the dimness. He said, "It's better to disband."
Xia Bai stood for a while, "Where are you going from now on?"
"Without the president, the Shengyou Guild is no longer the Shengyou Guild, and naturally there will be no psychics." The psychic picked up his thermos cup of Maobao Kudzu root health tea and said, "I should go back to Maoshan."
Seeing Xia Bai opening his mouth to say something, the psychic immediately said, "Shut up and leave."
"Oh." Xia Bai carried the president away.
The president of the Holy Travel Guild is named Chu Kehan, the sixth God of Joy that Xia Bai sent home.
So far, Xia Bai has sent all the gods of joy that he knows back home. He needs to regain his memory before he can find the remaining 92.
Xia Bai knew that this was a long road, but he felt that this would make his life what he liked.
They tried the first method first, looking for healing players to try to restore memory. After 17 healing players failed in succession, Xia Bai knew that this method would not work and immediately switched to the second method.
At this time, the assault team and other players had already completed many games, and the detector showed that there were only 13 game maps left in the country.
At this time, Xia Bai brought Erwa to join the final attack. Ling Changye also accompanied him. Hua Haoming and Yang Mei also joined after they knew about it. Lin Xiang pulled his chat partner Jing Yan to follow closely to provide verbal help.
Yang Mei said: "I haven't let my brother see the true power of my Wan Gui Mi skill yet, I have to do it once."
Jing Yan secretly told Lin Xiang: "Also show it to his brother, his inner thoughts have exposed him."
Then they all looked at the former vice president of the research institute who had followed them.
Originally, the Game Management Bureau had not planned to allow players who had participated in the Datai game to participate in the work of cleaning the game, but their active participation greatly increased the speed of game cleaning.
Who would have thought that they would play the next game every two days on average.
Every time he came out, Lin Xiang asked Jing Yan: "Brother, have you used your brain?"
Jing Yan shook his head and said in a daze: "Before I could react, they found out the truth. Are they, especially those three people, perverts?"
Lin Xiang patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, brother. We are the ones who are normal. They are the ones who have problems."
They went back to celebrate the New Year in a lively and festive manner, and after the New Year, they played the last game together.
The game was set in a snowy field, and it was a little difficult for them to pass it, but fortunately they found the truth.
In previous ordinary games, when they found the truth, light spots would appear in the game, condensing into the shape of a door, or a road, or other shapes that could make people think it was an exit. However, the light spots that appeared this time seemed to be about to disperse as soon as they appeared, and they looked faint and tiny on the white snowfield.
Xia Bai felt that the last bit of energy in the game was about to dissipate, and he hurriedly caught up with those light spots that were drifting away helplessly. [System, main system! ]
[Can you give me back my memory? It is something very important to me. ]
The few spots of light he was chasing condensed into a larger circle and fell into his head.
The round spot of light seemed to break open an invisible door in his head, and countless images trapped inside came out.
Xia Bai felt dizzy and in slight pain, and he almost fell down.
All those lost memories came back.
Xia Bai was surprised that the game's main system returned his memory to him so easily.
Soon a guess popped up in his mind. 017 said that originally the main system was just a system without love or hatred, absolutely rational, and living within the rules. It was because it used human resentment to replenish energy and was eroded by human resentment that it became what it is today.
Now his energy is exhausted, and his resentment may have been exhausted as well, and he is about to return to normal at the final moment.
Seeing that tiny point of light being blown further away, Xia Bai hurriedly caught up, [Main System, do you still remember me? ]
A hoarse voice appeared in Xia Bai's mind, [Xia Bai, the corpse collector, you were the human specimen I was most looking forward to.]
The sound became fainter and fainter, and finally became a little unclear, like the last sound of an old tape recorder when the battery was about to run out.
[The human sample you are most looking forward to, I have one last question for you.] Xia Bai said: [If you can complete your human report, what is the most important point you will write down?]
At this moment, Xia Bai thought of the games he participated in during the internal test, and the games he participated in when the game was officially launched. These games focused on human habits, regrets, self and appearance, ignorance, life and death, soul, self-judgment, utilitarianism, emotions, and many more, research on human beings that Xia Bai did not participate in and did not know about.
Xia Bai really wanted to know what it had found and what the report would present, as it used such a cruel yet realistic method to conduct a massive study on humans that would never be seen before or in the future.
As a human being, he really wanted to know, and he knew that many people wanted to know.
In the endless white world, he stubbornly chased after those few faint points of light, wanting an answer.
The light dissipated in the cold wind, in the ice and snow and the light of the scorching sun, leaving behind a final gasp and an answer.
【Human resentment is the most terrible thing. 】
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