Chapter 104 The simulated star god calls you in
On the surface, Jing Yuan was trying to find out my attitude for them, but his bright smile showed without any concealment that he was indeed happy to see this happen.
The adjacent rooms were close together, but it was still close enough for Jingyuan and I to have a silent eye contact.
Why, you can clearly see my rejection, why do you still bring them in?
In response, Jing Yuan answered without hesitation, "Only in this way can you be considered truly alive."
He walked to the side of the bed, pressed my shoulders and leaned closer, "Although they all asked you to keep it a secret, I know that this is something you must know and you will know it eventually."
My heartbeat stopped for a moment, and after holding my breath, only the sound of Jing Yuan's steady breathing could be heard in my ears. "In the end, you were suppressed by Dan Heng and Yan Qing together, while Ren stood aside, refusing anyone's support or even approaching. ”
I could almost see the three figures about to step over the threshold, but Jing Yuan had not yet finished speaking.
He continued in a voice as low as possible, "But at the last blow, you stopped."
"You didn't hurt them at all."
...I really don't want to go to war with them. Besides, doesn't this result sound pretty good?
It's like a traditional animation story, using the call of love to call back the evil teammates.
Regardless of whether it is reasonable or not, at least when it happens in reality, everyone can breathe a sigh of relief. What is there to hide from me?
"General!" Yan Qing, who had just entered the room, shouted immediately. After seeing their actions, he asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"
Jing Yuan straightened up, smiled and patted my shoulder, "I'm checking his injuries, and he's fully recovered."
Injury...
"Yan Qing", who had seemed somewhat cheerful just now, suddenly fell silent, but he quickly concealed his discomfort and said solemnly, "Then taking medicine is inevitable!"
"Of course." Jing Yuan smoothly picked up the frightened Mimi and moved sideways to make room for them.
The rich smell of Chinese medicine diffused throughout the house with their arrival.
I don't know if it happened to arrive in time or if it was kept warm, but the bowl of thick brown juice was still emitting steam when it was brought in.
For a moment, I felt as if my stomach was being gripped by an invisible hand, contracting uncontrollably.
As if nothing had happened, Yan Qing took the bowl of medicine from Dan Heng, scooped out a spoonful and blew on it considerately, "Here, drink the medicine~"
The tone of trying to hold back a smile was more like a disguise of not being able to cry, just as "Dan Heng" and "Ren" both had tense expressions at this moment, and no one relaxed at all because of this.
At this moment, I seemed to no longer be in a warm bed with sunshine, but more like in a cold and ruthless illusion of memories.
A body that can never be freed, a face that can no longer be so vivid... I closed my eyes and dismissed those images, hearing Yanqing's slowed-down voice, "There will be a reward after you finish drinking!"
"...I've already told you I'm not a child." I protested in a low voice, taking a sip from the spoon he poked to my mouth.
The bitter medicine flowed into the stomach through the throat, instantly aggravating the discomfort that had not yet been relieved.
Dan Heng noticed my current state and immediately reminded me, "Bai Lu specifically told me that if you vomit it out, you have to boil another bowl and drink it again."
This is simply a vicious torture! I slowed my breathing to calm the discomfort, and when I saw the water ball popping out in front of me, I swallowed it in one gulp.
Plain white water cannot wash away the bitterness in my throat, just like I can't stop myself from imagining the scene at that time.
What is their mentality and what kind of psychological preparation do they have that would make them stubbornly choose not to let others support them?
It would have been fine if I had completely lost control, but I stopped during the confrontation.
If this happens, what would my "Yanqing" or "Danheng" think if they were hurt?
…That’s why I invited the others but didn’t mention it to them.
Jingyun sat in the chair where he had just handled official business, gently rubbing Mimi's head, but his eyes were always on the crowd in front of him.
"Yan Qing" calmed everyone's emotions while feeding them the medicine. "Dan Heng" seemed calm and composed, responding from time to time so as not to let "Yan Qing"'s words go to waste.
Only "Ren" stood at the end of the bed without saying a word, as if he was determined to make "Jingyuan" feel a little guilty from this sight before he would give up.
"Jingyuan", who knew everything, occasionally responded to "Yanqing"'s words, but most of the time he was wavering between taking medicine and holding back vomiting.
To whitewash the situation. Jing Yuan sighed in his heart, knowing roughly the final result, so he prepared to get up and leave.
"Wait a minute!" Jing Yuan quickly stopped them, "The Starry Sky Train shouldn't have left yet?"
"Don't worry. Miss Jizi and Mr. Walter know that you didn't invite them just to be a witness, so they specifically told you to wait until you wake up to communicate."
Hearing this, "Jing Yuan" breathed a sigh of relief, and as if he had gained some strength from it, he took the bowl of medicine from "Yan Qing", shook the remaining juice at the bottom, and finally tilted his head back to drink it all.
His expression showed the strong taste of the last bite, but he didn't care about the bitterness in his mouth. He just stood up and said solemnly, "I'll go with you."
Feeling the three disapproving gazes behind him, Jing Yuan thought for a moment and then responded, "If you can tell me the destination of my trip, you can go with me."
Jing Yuan knew that he just wanted to find an excuse to leave this place, but he didn't expect that he would say with such certainty, "The Six Imperial Meeting Room."
The reasonless inference made it difficult to tell whether he judged that Jing Yuan was going to the Liuyu Council or he wanted to go there himself.
But as far as the results were concerned, he was not wrong.
Jing Yuan then looked at the three people behind him, and as expected, they looked at each other and chose one person to come out. "Although it is the Six Imperials' meeting, Yan Qing, as a Cloud Cavalry Guard, has the duty to protect the general, so he can also enter."
"Of course." Jing Yuan nodded in response, then looked in front of him and asked, "How about it, do you still want to go?"
......Jing Yuan did it on purpose, and he didn't hide it at all!
But no matter what, it's better to have someone following me than to face a trial by three judges, so I ignored the gazes behind me and nodded, "I'll go."
As we were about to step out of the room, I heard Blade say in a cold and suppressed voice, "You can't keep avoiding us."
"I know." I stopped and whispered without daring to look back, "Three days, just give me three more days."
Blade didn't respond. I knew this was a tacit agreement, that he was allowing me to hide for another three days, but once the time was up, he would never remain silent again.
Three days...how far can I go?
The time of silent thinking often passes extremely quickly. When I came to my senses, I was already in front of the door of the Liuyu meeting room.
Jing Yuan turned around and looked over, and finally asked, "Will you come with me, or leave now?"
"Yan Qing" felt a little uneasy because of the repeated questioning, as if this was not a meeting hall but a soul-devouring abyss.
But I know that this is just because Jingyuan sees too clearly.
After all, this meeting was only to clarify the current situation and determine the follow-up policies. Jing Yuan would then discuss with the other two generals and finally hand over the results to the alliance.
So in reality there is no need for me to participate.
"I won't go in. I can't let the Starry Sky Train delay its departure any further." I nodded to Jing Yuan and watched him push open the red door and then hide behind it.
"Then what will you do next..." The sound of dripping jade interrupted Yan Qing's question.
He took out the jade sign and unlocked it, and saw the sender of the message at a glance, "It's the Black Tower."
The connection with the Black Tower can only be due to the simulated universe, so when "Yan Qing" opened the message bar, he directly moved the Jade Sign towards me.
Black Tower: There is a problem in the simulated universe, or you can call it progress. It would be best to ask your general to come over.
The uneasiness in "Yanqing's" heart caused by Jingyuan's repeated questioning had just dissipated, and when he saw such a message, he held his breath for a few seconds before typing a response: It has to be him?
Black Tower: It has to be him.
"Then..." I just started to speak, and "Yan Qing" stared at me with sharp eyes, and reminded me with emphasis, "You had a bumpy journey last time you left Luofu."
......This is indeed an undeniable fact. I nodded and added, "But it was also a great success."
"Yan Qing" crossed his arms over his chest, curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and snorted heavily, "If you mean four people go and five people come back, then it is true."
I raised my hand and patted his head. "Don't worry. Although I can't guarantee that the Silent Hill Master will become a vegetable, at least she won't be able to target us in the short term."
The original intention of saying this was to appease "Yan Qing", but he never expected that his focus was not here at all. Instead, he frowned and asked, "When did you do this?"
"Yesterday's Qiongguan Formation." I responded to him frankly, but I was afraid that he would think I had paid a price, so I spoke first in a relaxed tone, "It's only a short period of loss of control in exchange for a long period of peace. It's really worth it."
When talking about the time when he lost control, Yan Qing's breathing stagnated and his body tensed stiffly.
He subconsciously clenched his fingers, making a "cracking" sound as the bones of his knuckles moved.
As if awakened by the noise, he glanced at me cautiously out of the corner of his eye, then lowered his head and slowly loosened his hand as if afraid that I would notice.
I pretended not to notice this, fixed my eyes on the closed red door in front of me, and said with emotion, "If Jing Yuan hadn't told me that I was injured, I wouldn't have known that this happened."
After saying that, I pretended to be curious and raised my hand, clenching and releasing it repeatedly, feeling the actual touch, and said firmly, "After all, when out of control, all five senses are lost, even if I die again, I won't be able to feel it."
In the past, "Yan Qing" would have definitely refuted me, but now he just lowered his head and remained silent, suppressing his emotions without revealing a single word.
......I can probably understand why they always look like they want to beat me but can't bear to do so.
I really want to shake Yanqing's shoulders and ask him what he is thinking at this moment.
But this kind of psychological problem always requires a gradual approach, so I could only continue to persuade him in a roundabout way, "If I lose control again in the future, you must kill me before I wake up. This way you won't feel any pain and you can eliminate potential hidden dangers. It's very convenient."
Hearing this, Yan Qing suddenly raised his head, his amber eyes were filled with mist, extending endless sadness, "So, you already knew..."
"......Yeah." I sighed helplessly, turned around and sold Jingyuan out, "If Jingyuan hadn't told me, I really wouldn't know."
"But after he told me, I was afraid you wouldn't understand, so I didn't dare to ask directly."
"I'm scared." Yan Qing stared at my left shoulder without armor and said, "This isn't the first time I've seen blood, but I still feel scared when I see the unstoppable liquid spreading across your shoulder."
"That's it?" I blinked at him, showing a bit of incomprehensible surprise, "I thought your words hit me right in the heart."
However, "Yan Qing" completely ignored my good intentions, and instead raised his hand and pressed on the uncovered skin on his left shoulder.
"Hiss." The cold fingertips touched me and I subconsciously stepped back.
Why is it so cold? Do you have a fever? I wanted to ask this, but after seeing Yanqing's stunned expression, I simply pressed his hand back to where it was just now, "Look, nothing happened."
Two seconds later, Yan Qing lowered his hand and whispered, "But if my sword deviates a few more points, if..."
I immediately grabbed his still cold hands and rubbed them back and forth, trying to warm them up as quickly as possible. At the same time, I sincerely said, "Then I will just do a sit-up, and even save the day of sleeping. It's really a big help!"
Moreover, let alone asking me to do sit-ups once, even ten or a hundred times would still be better than having "Yan Qing" trapped between life and death.
"But, just like you can't get over the hurdle in your heart, I can't get over it either." "Yan Qing" took the initiative to analyze his psychology, "When facing other people, I can tell myself that the people under my sword are evildoers, enemies who only care about life and death, or even lifeless NPCs, but all this will not work on you."
"You and I both know each other's origins. Swords, spears, and halberds are things that no one has ever touched. At most, it is a set of military boxing that has never been practiced, let alone with one's own hands..."
He choked up in his throat and was unable to continue speaking, but the meaning was already very clear.
"I know, I know." I patted the back of his hand, only then realizing that my hand had not warmed up after being rubbed back and forth, but instead remained red.
Although "Yan Qing" didn't notice this, I still withdrew my hand guiltily.
...No matter how you think about it, this is Polka's fault. If it weren't for her, how could it have come to this? Look how scared the child is!
I made another vicious note for Polka in my mind.
But no matter how we record this cause and effect, this trauma cannot be erased.
But I also knew that those words of comfort would have little effect, so I could only change his mindset and explain, "In fact, this is a holographic game. There is no penalty for death. In order to pass the level, it is okay to sell blood occasionally."
In order to prevent him from getting any weird insights from it, I immediately changed the subject after I finished speaking, "How about accompanying me on the Starry Sky Train and then heading to the Black Tower Space Station?"
"Yan Qing" looked at me with gloomy eyes, which made me worried whether he was hiding something like me.
But in the end he just nodded and responded, "Okay."
"Yan Qing" was responsible for replying to the Black Tower, and I was responsible for asking whether the Starry Sky Train had free time at the moment. After receiving the reply that they were free at any time, I pulled "Yan Qing" ahead... to find Qing Du.
"Hmm? A gift for apology?" Qingdi looked at me in confusion, and then glanced at Yanqing who was a few steps away and was asking about the situation in the black tower. "General, you should know this better than me, right?"
Yanqing has always been a sensible child. The most rebellious time was when he secretly starved himself for two days in order to get the sixth "unparalleled" sword. In the end, he realized that with Jingyuan's salary, it would be no problem to buy him a room full of new items.
But on the other hand, if Jing Yuan couldn't coax Yan Qing, it would only mean that he was really angry.
What makes Yanqing angry is often Jingyuan...
Thinking of what happened in the Qiongguan Formation yesterday, Qingdun couldn't help but sigh.
However, before she could make any comments, she was interrupted by "Jing Yuan" who said, "It's not Yan Qing."
"That......"
"Neither is Dan Heng and Ren."
“Could it be that…” Qingdun frowned and his expression became serious.
Just when I was about to explain that my personal issues would not affect the alliance between Luofu and the train, Qing Zhu shook his head and said, "Although the outside world says that I am the chief strategist who has accompanied General Jingyuan for the longest time and no one knows him better than me, this obviously does not include you."
"......" I was silent for a moment, and said sincerely, "I didn't make Jing Yuan angry, I just want to apologize to everyone on the Starry Sky Train in my personal name."
Moreover, although Jing Yuan did not agree with my approach before, after all, it was just the method I took that deviated from the right track. I shouldn't be too angry... right?
I don’t know if it was because I was being too obvious, or if Qingyu was able to read my micro-expressions with her superior experience. She looked at me hesitantly, and finally sighed, “Just like you are willing to hold on to the past, he is also unwilling to bury the future.”
Then, Qingdun shook his head again, as if he felt that we just stopped there without ever making these things clear.
"I don't know much about the people on the Starry Sky Train. I learned most of their deeds from the pioneers, so I don't know much about their interests and hobbies." Qing Dian took out a pen and paper and wrote a few lines. "These are what I can think of at the moment. If you think it's appropriate, please circle it. I will send someone to deliver it to the Starry Sky Train later."
That’s so thoughtful! I took the list with emotion and circled one thing for each person according to their personality, but in the end I was stumped on the Trail Blazers.
If this were really a game, then the pioneers’ favorite would definitely be Xingqiong, but this is not it after all, and I don’t even know if such a thing as Xingqiong exists.
Thinking further, my second favorite thing seems to be a trash can...but the gifts I give to others are all unique, and it doesn't seem appropriate to give the Trail Blazers a trash can or something similar.
What's more, there is no shortage of this kind of people in the stars.
Most of Qingdun’s recommendations for pioneers are some standard souvenirs, which are acceptable, but I always feel that they lack some fun.
After discussing the whole story with Black Tower, Yan Qing walked over to the side and exhaled after seeing the only remaining name on the list. "There's no need to worry too much about the pioneers' share for now. We must go to Black Tower Space Station as soon as possible."
So I handed the list back to Qingyu and asked in confusion, "The pioneers are trapped in the simulated universe?"
"Yan Qing" nodded silently, trying to organize his words to explain but gave up, "This is also the reason why Black Tower said that you must go there."
"For the pioneer's share, please pick one at random, and I will give her another one later." I nodded to Qing Du, then quickly turned around and left the Shen Ce Mansion with "Yan Qing".
After the first hike, they had experience the second time, and they seemed particularly skilled whether leaving Luofu or contacting the Black Tower Space Station.
The stationmaster, Esta, folded her hands in front of her, bowed slightly and said, "Welcome to the Black Tower Space Station."
"Hello." I nodded to her and briefly explained my purpose.
Esta was obviously aware of the current situation and did not say too much politely. Instead, she took the initiative to say, "Ms. Heita is waiting in the office. Please follow me."
Although as the player's birth point, the Black Tower Space Station is basically as familiar as going home, but looking at the surrounding structures and buildings, there is always a trance feeling that it is both similar and not similar.
During the tour, Esta asked with some confusion: "Has the general ever visited the Black Tower Space Station?"
"Yes, I have been here." I answered truthfully.
As for whether this past is the distant past or the future in the past, it depends on what Estelle thinks.
However, Esta did not intend to ask further questions. Instead, she simply introduced the topic and said, "The layout of the Black Tower Space Station has hardly changed. Only the departments may change."
She introduced the distribution of different departments along the way, and finally stopped in front of the door of the Black Tower Office, "We are here."
Knowing that Black Tower was unwilling to enforce office rules such as knocking before entering, Esta directly used the stationmaster's authority to open the office door. "If you still have any questions after you leave, you can always find me."
"Thank you." I nodded in response and took the lead to step into the Black Tower office.
Portraits of different geniuses are arranged on the left, and there is only one portrait on the right - the Black Tower.
But now is obviously not the time to observe the portrait. After all, as soon as we entered the door, Black Tower and Screw Gum looked over at the same time.
In addition, there are two familiar figures.
Ruan Mei and... Ting Yun?
The way this "Tingyun" looked at me and "Yanqing" was particularly unfamiliar, as if we were facing a completely stranger, which made me unable to confirm her identity for a moment.
"We'll talk about this later." Black Tower interrupted our gaze, "The most important thing now is the simulated universe. The pioneer is trapped inside. Of course, we have the ability to bring her out safely, but..."
The black tower looked at me with great interest, as if he was examining some new research topic, and then he finished his words, "But the star god simulated inside specifically wants you to come in."
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