Chapter 208 Beibei Pumpkin and Gu Nan are exactly the same
The latest comment is "@林惊哲Come and see! Does it look like LLL!"
Lin Jingzhe was a little surprised. He clicked on the comment and found that it was a holographic two-player duel video of "The Realm of No Self".
This video was shot from Baga Jiang's bystander perspective. Two people, one tall and one short, were standing in the center of the ring. The tall one was Fan Bufan, and the short one was a thin woman named "Beibei Pumpkin".
The difference in size and configuration is huge, and it seems to be a ring duel where the winner is no longer a mystery.
Until they started shouting.
"Down with the perennial runner-up Fan Bufan! Let's regain LLL's glory together!"
"Are you a fan of LLL? After all these years, don't you plan to find yourself a new master?"
The gaming industry is updating and iterating at a very fast pace, with new players coming and old players leaving every day. Many new fans have no idea that "Gods of Extinction" once incubated a brilliant player.
Coupled with the large-scale application of holographic technology, the once popular game "Gods of Extinction" fell from the altar a year ago. Its former glory only occasionally appears in the sighs of veteran players about the changing of dynasties.
This era of information explosion is very cruel to a talented player with a short blooming period. He hasn't heard anyone mention LLL or claim to be a fan of LLL for a long time.
Lin Jingzhe looked at the thin but straight figure in the ring, and a dark color of nostalgia slowly emerged in his narrow fox eyes.
Sister...
It turns out that so many people still remember you.
The battle was about to break out, with the mortal body facing the mechanical transformation. In the first round, Beibei Pumpkin was at a disadvantage. Fan Bufan's persuasion seemed kind, but in fact it was contempt. He did not take Beibei Pumpkin seriously at all, let alone treat her as an opponent.
He soon paid the price for his stupidity. The thin and agile figure climbed onto his shoulders like a cheetah and easily took his life with two moves.
The tall figure fell down with a loud bang, and the winner was immediately decided.
The whole process took less than a minute, brief and dull, even a little abrupt and boring.
However, Lin Jingzhe slowed down the last two attacks, the cold light cutting the throat and the sharp blade gouging out the heart. From beginning to end, there was not a trace of hesitation or wavering, and it was precise and experienced.
Compared to the bluffing Fan Bufan, she is more like the experienced hunter.
Slow it down again and focus on her facial expression.
Her last two strikes were full of sharpness, like a wild beast lurking in the darkness. Her eyes were cold but not violent. Her dark eyes contained only the arrogance of a one-hit kill and the indifference that should have been there.
The cold tea ripples slightly, and waves suddenly arise.
His heart skipped a beat without warning, and his mind went haywire, as if someone had hit him over the head.
Lin Jingzhe paused the video, took out his glasses and put them on, set the speed to the slowest, and watched it again.
Five years ago, when he and Gu Nan lived together in a small rental house in the new city, he could often watch her live broadcast of playing games.
He ignorantly imitated her footsteps, disassembled her battles, analyzed her intentions, and even the live broadcast and editing were all following in her footsteps step by step.
After Gu Nan's death, he collected all her live broadcast recordings and treated them as precious information, watching them over and over again on sleepless nights.
She is his guide and his weather vane.
No one in the world understands Gu Nan's gaming style and combat demeanor better than him.
Lin Jingzhe stared at the unfamiliar face in the video, with waves surging in his brown eyes.
In just two seconds, they look so similar.
No... no, it should be said that they are exactly the same.
Even five years later, there was no change.
His heart was beating like thunder, and he couldn't believe it. Could there really be two people in this world who were so similar?
He looked at it again and again, trying to find some differences, but there were none. This NPC character, which was clearly visible in every detail, looked more like Gu Nan than Gu Nan himself.
No wonder fans say she looks like LLL, even he can't tell the difference when he sees her.
Is Beibei Pumpkin just a fan of Gu Nan?
Lin Jingzhe found the holographic helmet and entered the game.
"The Realm of No Self" had sent him a test invitation a long time ago, but he didn't like the role of an auditor, so he stopped playing after playing a few times. When he logged in again, he found that there were many new modules.
Artificial intelligence assistant Bailing, auditor rankings, central duel arena... but there is no pioneer ranking, and there are duplicate names in the search, so he doesn't know who the real Beibei Pumpkin is.
He could only send friend requests to everyone.
Some messages received responses, but not from the real person. Some messages fell into oblivion and disappeared without a trace.
When the artificial intelligence prompted him to log off and take a break, Lin Jingzhe had no choice but to quit the game.
He sat on the sofa, somewhat lost in thought.
He knew that he was probably doing something obviously stupid.
Sometimes there are such magical coincidences in this world, and there are such loyal fans. Even if the real Beibei Pumpkin is found, it will only provide more accurate evidence for the established facts.
His sister had died a long time ago, and he watched her die with his own eyes.
The door opened and the rustling sound of changing shoes could be heard from the entrance.
Lin Jingzhe turned around when he heard the voice, and saw that it was Lin Jingchun who had returned.
He looked haggard and exhausted. He casually threw his coat onto the sofa and sat down, rubbing his temples. His long legs were propped up, revealing his bony, pale ankles.
"Brother, is your migraine coming back again?" Lin Jingzhe asked.
The year after Gu Nan's death, Lin Jingchun suffered from migraines. Whenever he was overly tired, mentally stressed, or was stimulated by strong light, he would have a headache. When it was serious, he could only stay in bed to rest.
"Hmm." Lin Jingchun frowned and rubbed his hands harder and harder, but the pain did not get relieved at all. In the end, he became a little angry.
Lin Jingzhe took out some painkillers from the medicine box, then poured some hot water and handed it to him.
Lin Jingchun swallowed the medicine in one gulp and looked at Lin Jingzhe who was sitting next to him, but his vision was blurry and he could hardly see.
He closed his eyes, his eyebrows furrowed so tightly that a vertical line seemed to form. "I'm going to fly abroad tomorrow morning and will be back in three days. You should take good care of yourself at home."
Lin Jingzhe responded and took over his unsystematic movements to gently massage him. "It's almost the New Year, brother, don't let yourself get too tired. Taking too much medicine is not good."
Lin Jingchun leaned back on the sofa, her thick eyelashes trembling slightly, casting a fragile shadow beneath her cyan eyelids. "I'm not tired, I just..."
I just didn't see the person I wanted to see.
He couldn't let go of the person he passed by at the banquet, just like after so many years, he was still brooding over Gu Nan's death.
But he didn't say anything, his Adam's apple rolled, and he finally uttered, "I didn't get enough rest."
Lin Jingzhe didn't know what Lin Jingchun was thinking, but even if he knew, he had no intention of telling Lin Jingchun about the existence of Beibei Pumpkin.
He could feel that Lin Jingchun had suffered more than him over the years.
At least he saw Gu Nan for the last time.
Lin Jingchun didn't.
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