Chapter 18
When Gu Liang woke up, it was already evening in the other world.
The dusk of the sunset shone into the room through the window of the school hospital. He stared at the sky outside the window with a distracted gaze for a long time. After a long time, he finally realized what had happened that day.
"You're awake."
Zong Qinyuan's voice came from the bedside.
Gu Liangyi then noticed that the principal was also in the room, and hurriedly tried to sit up. Zong Qinyuan shook his head to stop him, but still stuffed a pillow behind his back to prop him up.
"Principal Zong, how are Yi Yan and the others?" Gu Liangyi asked hurriedly as he sat up from the bed.
"Don't worry," Zong Qinyuan comforted, "Yi Yan has already found a place to stay, and everyone else has returned to school safely."
Gu Liangyi breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned and asked, "Then don't we need to go pick him up?"
"Of course I have to go, but this is not the most important issue right now," Zong Qinyuan's expression became a little more serious. "Student Gu Liang, do you remember what happened before you fell into a coma?"
Gu Liangyi was stunned. He lowered his head unconsciously and his fingertips brushed his chest.
"I... just suddenly felt that it was very difficult to breathe, as if I couldn't catch my breath, and my lungs were about to explode. It was very painful, and my mind was very panicked. I had an inexplicable fear..."
Gu Liangyi frowned and described it with some difficulty: "I don't know if you can understand, but I feel that kind of feeling, in fact, it is not me who is afraid."
Zong Qinyuan hurriedly asked: "Do you feel any pain?"
Gu Liangyi shook his head: "No, it's just that holding my breath is very uncomfortable."
Zong Qinyuan immediately showed a relieved expression, stood up and slapped his thigh: "Great!"
"What's so great?"
Gu Liangyi was somewhat puzzled by Principal Zong's reaction, but after listening to Zong Qinyuan's simple explanation, he was even more dumbfounded: "What? I actually felt the same way as that team member before he died?"
"It's not a complete empathy," Zong Qinyuan added. "Based on the treatment of the other two team members, this poisonous spore can damage the lungs. Long-term inhalation can indeed lead to death, but as long as timely treatment is given, there is no danger to life. What really caused the death of that team member was actually the trap he stepped into."
"But I didn't feel any piercing pain, so..."
"The rapid death and resurrection of the base members will not have any impact on you. Only the slow death will have that impact," Zong Qinyuan added for him, "and the death process you felt was actually very short, right?"
Gu Liang nodded slightly.
"This is a blessing in disguise," Zong Qinyuan said, "I will inform the special operations team members about this matter later and ask them to prepare countermeasures in advance. You should have a good rest, because there will be a lot of things to deal with tomorrow."
After seeing off Principal Zong, Gu Liangyi was about to look away when he saw two familiar heads popping up at the door.
Zhuge Xiao and Yan Beichen raised their heads, knowing full well that he was the only one in the room, yet they still peeped in like thieves.
Gu Liangyi helplessly watched them wink at him and raise their insulated lunch boxes, and asked:
"Aren't you coming in yet?"
“Are you okay?” Zhuge Xiao sat down carelessly on the seat where Zong Qinyuan had just sat. Yan Beichen, who was a step late and could only stand, glared at him fiercely. “Here, we specially went to the cafeteria to get you chicken soup! I guarantee that Auntie’s hands are not shaking at all, and there is a big chicken drumstick in it. It smells so good!”
"I hit you, okay?" Yan Beichen tilted his head and leaned against the bedside table, rolling his eyes almost to the sky, "You were only responsible for flirting with the little girl and cutting in line, and you didn't do any real work at all."
"How can this be called queue-jumping?" Zhuge Xiao said confidently, "I was just saying hello to an acquaintance! Besides, we are serving meals to patients, so it's okay to just go to the window and ask the waitress for food, right?"
He turned to Gu Liangyi, and this time he finally got a slightly weak response from the young man: "Thank you very much, but you should queue up next time."
Otherwise, who knows what will happen in the school forum.
"Tsk, look at you, you just think too much."
Zhuge Xiao sighed in an ambiguous way and helped him open his lunch box. "We all heard your conversation with Principal Zong at the door just now. Are you okay, buddy? Are you feeling unwell?"
Zhuge Xiao asked casually, his eyes calmly sweeping across Gu Liangyi's still pale face.
"fine."
Gu Liang said this with a hint of smile in his voice.
In fact, after he learned about this from Principal Zong, he was quite happy.
Because I feel that I am finally no longer the person sitting in the back, protected by others, and unable to do anything except praying silently.
Even if empathy for others' pain is of no help at all, at least it can alleviate a little of his inner guilt for being powerless.
He picked up the hot chicken soup and took a sip. The warm current slid down his throat and into his stomach. Gu Liangyi let out a satisfied sigh and suddenly felt as if he was alive again.
But Zhuge Xiao just held up his chin and stared at him. After a while, he turned his head and said to Yan Beichen: "I think there may be something wrong with Lao Si's here. If you agree, deduct 1."
As he spoke, he tapped his head with his hand.
Yan Beichen raised his eyebrows and said, "I agree with you this time, 1."
Gu Liangyi protested: "Hey, I'm still in the room."
"I'm talking about you," Zhuge Xiao snorted, "How can you still laugh? Believe it or not, if there were bullet comments on the live broadcast on Earth, the screen would be full of 1s by now?"
Netizens on Earth: You are right.
After Zhuge Xiao said that, all the major live broadcast rooms were filled with 1s for a while.
After this incident, even those who were slow to react gradually began to react.
Is there something wrong with Gu Liangyi's personality?
It’s not that he has a bad personality, but he’s too good!
During the long hours of live broadcasting, he never seemed to lose his temper with anyone, whether in front of others or behind their backs. The few times when his emotions fluctuated violently were when other students were facing crises.
He could easily forgive any slander or harm he suffered, and would subconsciously apologize when provoked. He would even feel happy because he could share the pain with others...
To sum it up, isn’t this a typical Madonna! ?
"I'm really embarrassed. A few days ago, I was arguing with someone online that I hated the Virgin Mary and the Holy Father the most in my life, but for someone like Gu Liangyi, I really can't hate him at all."
"+1, we hate saints because they are always generous to others. Gu Liangyi is completely different from those people, he is a true angel!"
"Do you know what we call someone who can fetch water for his roommates regardless of the weather in the university dormitory? Forget about calling him daddy, I would even take off all my clothes and warm his bed!"
"It's so funny, there are so many selfish people around me, they use my shampoo and shower gel every day without telling me, there is no way such people exist (tears.jpg)"
"Give me a dozen of these holy fathers, please!"
"And he would never fail at a critical moment! He looked so handsome when he was commanding the drone. I thought he was mentally ill because of his calm and decisive attitude. But I was really scared when he suddenly fell down in pain."
"My heart is still pounding. I've been worried for most of the day, but he's still smiling after he found out about empathy?"
"Just now, when I saw him leaning on the hospital bed with a pale face, lowering his head and smiling, I really fell in love with him instantly..."
"Gu Liang has always been blaming himself because he felt that he couldn't help much in the operation, but this time he is the hero. Sigh, I really want to share some of my confidence with him."
"Gu Liangyi, wake up! Have you been accustomed to PUA? You are not ordinary at all, but why are you so unconfident? Have a little self-awareness!"
"So is what's circulating online true?"
"Is that so... I always thought that Gu Liangyi had Asperger's syndrome, a high-IQ type. I didn't expect that he actually had a split personality?"
"But it's also possible that he's just more interested in this area. For example, I was obsessed with all kinds of suspenseful crime novels for a while, and I especially liked the descriptions of the criminal methods in them. Could it be that he's a reserve murderer?"
The content discussed by netizens came from a piece of news that exploded around the world, which was a photo posted anonymously in the middle of the night.
The photo showed an electronic book borrowing list from the library, and in the column for the first registrant on the list, Gu Liangyi's name was clearly written.
The titles of the books he borrowed are as follows:
"Multiple Personality Analysis", "Psychiatry", "Digging Out Your Inner Personality", "Dialogue with Another You"...
Couldn't this be more obvious!
Compared to the netizens who were discussing the matter online, Lu Lang obviously learned about the news earlier.
Due to time constraints and departmental coordination and confidentiality mechanisms, the archival materials on Gu Liangyi collected by the Strategy Bureau were not complete at the beginning of the incident.
After Gu Liangyi fell into a coma in the afternoon, Lu Lang forced himself to calm down and finally remembered why he felt that the name of the unqualified welfare home in that place sounded familiar.
He immediately asked his subordinates to contact the public security department and found the lifetime file of his old friend.
Sure enough, Lu Lang found the name of Chenkang Welfare Home among them.
The welfare home where Gu Liangyi lived in his childhood was actually a drug manufacturing and trafficking site set up by a big drug lord to conceal his activities. This major drug trafficking case resulted in the seizure of a total of 440 kilograms of methamphetamine products and also involved the downfall of a certain upper-level protector, which caused a sensation across the country at the time.
Fu Yuan also died shortly thereafter while tracking down a fugitive drug dealer.
The point that concerned Lu Lang the most in the whole case was that Fu Yuan should have been promoted for solving such a big case, but because he privately destroyed a hard drive of surveillance data in the basement, he could only temporarily make amends for his crime and continue to work as a front-line drug enforcement police officer.
Until the day he died, he was still tracking down the whereabouts of the leader.
Lu Lang understood the character of his old friend.
Fu Yuan must have his reasons for insisting on doing something that would make him willing to bear the charge of destroying evidence in an important case.
Lu Lang frowned and continued to flip through the information. Suddenly, his eyes froze on a black and white photo.
It was a photo of the interior of the welfare home taken by investigators.
In addition to ice, they also seized about 0.7kg of new drugs in this basement. Even the experts within the public security department found this incredible.
No one believed that a group of criminals with an average elementary school education could successfully produce a new type of drug that was unprecedented on the market, highly addictive and extremely harmful, in a small and closed basement less than two meters high, using only some bottles and cans purchased online and cheap chemical reagents.
The only thing to be thankful for is that this new drug has not yet been circulated.
Among this group of people, only the leader knew the true identity of the drug maker, and he himself was shot dead on the spot by the police a year ago because of his strong resistance to arrest during the public security crackdown operation.
Lu Lang paid attention to this photo because he saw an iron bed in the corner of the photo.
This is a very ordinary bed.
But looking at the indentations and the locations of the straps, he couldn't imagine that an adult of normal height had been lying on the bed before.
In the photo, there are several electrodes scattered around the iron bed. It is not surprising to see electrodes in a chemical laboratory for making poisons, but Lu Lang has a strong hunch that they may have other uses.
——For example, punishment.
"Old Fu," after reading all the records, Lu Lang closed the file and sighed, "I heard about your sacrifice before, and I said you were too stupid, but I didn't expect..."
When you carried the child out of the basement step by step, you certainly didn't expect how important he would be to all mankind in the future.
"If there is widespread negative public opinion against Gu Liangyi on the Internet in the next few days, remember to let the Internet monitoring departments of various countries manage it." Lu Lang instructed his subordinates.
Although Gu Liangyi couldn't see it, he could just think of it as him taking care of the legacy left by his old friend.
The subordinate responded solemnly: "Understood!"
"A-choo!"
After drinking the chicken soup, Gu Liangyi suddenly sneezed.
I don’t know why, but I suddenly felt my nose getting hot.
He put down the empty lunch box in his hand and tried to get some information from Zhuge Xiao, the intelligence expert: "Did the second advance team bring anything back when they came back?"
“Hmm…”
Zhuge Xiao hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is the thing you are talking about alive or dead?"
Gu Liang was stunned: "Is there anyone still alive?"
"Yes." The handsome young man with single eyelids raised a finger with a smile, not caring at all that his words made Gu Liangyi's eyes widen in surprise.
"Not only is it alive, but it's also an elf that's a million times more beautiful than a goblin!"
The author has something to say:
There are many celebrities who are speculated to have Asperger's: Messi, Einstein, Newton, Mozart, Chen Jingrun, Schopenhauer, etc., all of whom have outstanding achievements in their respective fields. Because Asperger's is a bit like mild autism, the patients are no different from ordinary people most of the time, and the number of patients is very wide. A very small number of them will become geniuses who are extremely focused on their own areas of interest. It is difficult for anything else to impress them. They can't even learn simple skills that they are not interested in as easily as ordinary people (this is why many geniuses are completely useless in life. Messi still has difficulty saying hello in English). And people with Asperger's are mostly poor at interpersonal communication and don't know how to interact with others normally. In this respect, they are similar to autistic patients.
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