Chapter 106: Details of variables that don't match

"I don't know what you like, so I asked someone to prepare some home-cooked dishes."

Zhu Ci hummed, then looked at Xing Boyi, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes, as if he wanted to say something.

Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Xing Boyi smiled and said, "It's a more popular name, sorry to make fun of it."

He should be talking about the previous copy.

Greeting: "...It's okay, maybe I'll meet a boss with the same name as me."

In fact, this was not what he originally wanted to talk about.

Xing Boyi nodded, then took out something and placed it in front of him.

A hat.

"I won't hide it from you. This is an important prop of mine. I once put something in it, waiting for you to see it one day."

Zhu Ci looked at him and said, "Do you know what Little Red Riding Hood will say to me?"

This time node is very special, he was the one who asked himself to participate in the previous copy.

"If nothing unexpected happens, she should tell you that, but I can't tell you that because I promised your parents..." Xing Boyi wanted to say something else.

Zhu Ci had already reached in and took out a stack of white paper. When he saw the first page, his expression became solemn and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Something seemed to have gone wrong. The old man narrowed his eyes in alarm: "Don't tell me you knew it wasn't this?"

Zhu Ci read on with a frown on his face, then he rubbed his eyes tiredly.

"I'm sorry, if this is not what you know, then I'm afraid I can't give you this document." Xing Boyi said, revealing a hint of difficulty.

"Thank you, I've finished reading it." Zhu Ci returned the document.

After looking at each other for a while, he put the document back and the atmosphere was silent for a moment.

Obviously, they were all fooled by Little Red Riding Hood.

But for the speech, this just made up for the missing link.

Things seemed to be going in the wrong direction, so Xing Boyi asked, "So what did you learn from her?"

Zhu Ci just moved his eyes when he heard this. He said in a deep voice: "An ending that is hard for me to understand."

Yes, what is meant by telling him everything is to project into his mind what will happen after he has experienced everything. In short, tell him his ending and the ending of others.

As for the source of this ending, the woman said mysteriously: "It comes from a prisoner who has already suffered the consequences of his own actions. This is the first version."

The source can be ignored for now. But if that memory is real, then... is it good or bad?

Zhuci: That scene has been recurring in my mind over and over again in the past few days.

The people in the picture looked strange, the whole picture looked strange, he was sure he had never been to that place.

It was filled with wind, rain, thunder and lightning, corpses piled up into steps, and blood gathered into rivers.

There was a person inside, wearing clean white clothes, with long hair and a mask on his face. He was half crying and half laughing. He had a tall and slender figure and should be a man.

As the altitude increased, he slowly lowered his head. At his feet were different faces, who seemed to be survivors of a very tragic battle.

They shouted something loudly, but because they were as small as ants, the people above could not hear clearly.

When the stairs reached the end but still could not touch the sky, the man grew a pair of wings, and his vision and state of mind also changed.

An invisible scale appeared in his hand, and everyone was like a weight that could be used to measure and judge.

His eyes could distinguish the scene on the ground, but everyone's face was exactly the same, and he couldn't tell whether they were tall or short, fat or thin.

"You're here?"

Many people appeared before my eyes, but they looked just like the people on earth, making it difficult to tell them apart.

He couldn't recognize everyone he had known, his former companions or his former enemies, but there was no need to distinguish them, it was natural. He didn't need to answer.

After fighting for an unknown amount of time, his body was stained with some red, but he was as tireless as a robot.

Finally he made it all the way to the final level.

All beings are equal, without distinction or exception; only when one is selfless can one possess the authority to judge.

In the final level, only one person walked down from the remaining throne.

"You die by what you were born."

The price of judgment is self-judgment, and those who hold power must bear the price that comes with it.

He nodded, and replied: "Birth and destruction are also on the scales."

In this ruins made of flesh and blood, they do not represent justice and evil, but fight for their respective powers and missions.

"So, what do you want to do after the game is over?" the other party suddenly asked a question.

“…”

Speechless, silence tends to the end of destruction. No one knows.

…

After reading this precious memory, Zhuci asked a question: "Who is the person inside?"

"Of course it's you."

"What's the ending?"

"you guess?"

Greeting: "Do you believe that I can model the same scene for you using a computer?"

Of course Zhu Ci didn't believe it. It was ridiculous. He had a bit of a cleanliness habit and couldn't walk up. Also, why would he want to fight so many people? What was his purpose? To destroy this game?

"I heard about it, too. That person told me a little bit. He said you have no talent at all and you are face-blind, yet you can get such strong power. He wondered if you were a robot." Little Red Riding Hood said, "But you do have a characteristic that is different from all the other players, which gives you unlimited possibilities."

…

It doesn't match. It doesn't match at all.

Although the remarks were full of mistakes, they still troubled him and made it difficult for him to fall asleep.

I had originally planned to forget about it, but unexpectedly, Zhu Ci saw the document today.

The content of the document is incredible. I only glanced at it once and I still need to organize the content of the speech carefully.

"Did you just smile?"

The sudden question made Zhu Ci look up suddenly: "Is there?"

Xing Boyi looked at him deeply, and seeing that he did not take any radical action, he slowly raised the teacup beside him, took a sip, and said, "Yes. Don't worry, after discussion, in view of the opinions of ethics and morality, this document has been scrapped. Such a thing will not come true, and your life is still in your own hands."

Zhu Ci nodded, looking grim, and no longer interested in eating: "I understand."

He stood up, looked around, and then asked, "If I join you, can I get secret protection?"

"Yes, if it's you, you can definitely apply for protection rights above level B."

Congratulations: "Good."

He turned around and walked out of the door. He didn't know how he walked out of the apartment, nor did he know who sent him there.

If the Little Red Riding Hood video seemed like a joke to him, then this document made it all seem horrifying when he thought about it more carefully.

If only one of them appeared, there would not be such a terrible reaction.

…

What exactly is that document?

A research theory on the human soul and the separation of the body, as well as a volunteer plan signed by his parents.

Fortunately, I have read a lot of books, otherwise it would be difficult to understand the above text in such a short time.

Because this game relies on controlling human souls to control their participation in the game. Participating players must hand over half of their souls to gain the right to play the game. If they die in the game, their souls will be annihilated, and the players will also die in real life.

So at that time they designed a plan to prevent the game from discovering the newly born soul. His parents participated in the plan, and the experimental subject was him when he was still an embryo.

What are the conditions for hiding the soul from the game's capture?

The game relies on the fluctuations of the soul to judge life. Unless you are dead, or your soul fluctuations are the same as those of a dead person, you can only succeed. The soul fluctuations that are infinitely close to death can only be achieved when emotions reach the lowest value.

so……

Is it more likely that he is a complete soul than other players? If his parents used a prop to block the system's perception in the early stage, and did something to prevent the system from taking his soul away until now, then the game must have found a way to solve this bug and harvest his soul, so the game's target is also explained.

So there are many ways for Yugi to capture his soul. One is sacrifice, the second is to kill him, and the third is perhaps... strong emotional fluctuations?

Zhu Ci rubbed his brows. This was almost unsolvable. He was indeed the most suitable person to destroy this game, and the person who should destroy this game.

But if that were all, it wouldn’t fully explain Little Red Riding Hood’s memory, nor her sudden freedom.

In the most logical situation, he should have been taken away at a young age, trained to have the physical and intellectual capacity to adapt to the game, and instilled with specific educational concepts, but they did not do so. Instead, they made him an orphan, left him with a fortune, and let him fend for himself.

There are definitely more variables involved.

What is going on?

Zhu Ci pressed his temples and didn't even know when the phone rang.

"We're here. Do you want to answer the phone first?"

Zhuci said "hmm" and got out of the car. He glanced at the screen of his mobile phone.

There have been three missed calls, obviously from Shen Wu.

He answered the number.

"Hello……"

"…Are you in a bad mood?"

Zhu Ci walked into the school: "I'm fine, I just came back from dinner." His tone was a little cold.

The weather is nice today.

However, not a single ray of midday sunlight was reflected in Zhu Ci's eyes. Countless images flashed before his eyes, including the almost unreal copy.

Enter the game normally and pass the level normally. What exactly is the variable?

In a flash, a possibility seemed to cross his mind.

"Look up." A voice came from the other end of the phone.

Zhu Ci raised his head and his eyes suddenly met a familiar yet unfamiliar figure.

When he was embraced by a pair of strong arms, his pupils suddenly shrank, and those intangible shadows seemed to have real appearances.

"I'm really worried that something happened to you. Who did you go out with? Why didn't you come to me?"

"You're getting colder and colder towards me. Don't even think about breaking up with me again. I won't agree."

As he spoke, the other party circled vigorously again.

Zhu Ci opened his mouth but didn't say anything for a long time before he said, "Do you want to strangle me?"

…It seems the variable has been found.

He hugged her back.