As expected, [games] have authority higher than the [real world] and can tamper with the [facts] of the real world.

This is a tampered world, and these chosen [players] have discovered this [truth], but have been [banned] and cannot reveal even a little bit of this truth.

I just don't know to what extent this [ban] can go. Objectively speaking, things that can be recorded are very easy to tamper with and erase, such as deleting words written on paper and posts on Weibo and Moments. This level of [erasure] can also be achieved by humans in the real world.

Bai Liu took out his cell phone from the drawer, even though the screen was broken but he was reluctant to replace it. He found a friend's number and called the caller. Before the other party could react, he told him everything that had happened. After listening to his friend, he kept saying "wow". Bai Liu put his hands on the table and tapped them, and he counted down in a low voice without thinking: "7, 6, 5..."

"Why are you counting down? Tell me more about what happened to you! Is this true? You didn't make it up, right? This is too exciting—"

Bai Liu lowered his eyes: "——3-2-1."

The friend's voice suddenly stopped, and then he began to become confused: "Hey, Bai Liu, why are you calling me? Eh?! When did I answer your call? I have no recollection of it at all!"

"Nothing." Bai Liu said casually, "I just missed you and called you."

Seven seconds was the time from when Bai Liu just posted a Weibo to when the last word of his Weibo completely disappeared. He made a special note of it. He didn't expect that the [game] could easily tamper with something as [non-objective] as human memory, and it only took seven seconds to completely tamper with it, not a second more.

It seems that tampering with a person's memory is not much more difficult for the game than tampering with a piece of data.

"Hey, Bai Liu, you only care about money. Don't hate me." The friend obviously knew Bai Liu very well. He asked while joking, "Seriously, why did you think of calling me? Is there something?"

"I've been thinking about a question, Lu Yizhang, do you think people's memory is only seven seconds?" Bai Liu tapped his fingers on the table casually, using a pen to record his experience in the game on a piece of paper, and then watched the words disappear one by one.

Lu Yizhan paused, as if he was a little confused: "Why are you suddenly thinking about such philosophical questions? And your question is wrong, right? Isn't the original quote that fish only have a memory of seven seconds?"

"Did I remember it wrong?" Bai Liu lazily leaned forward, "Maybe. After all, we only have seven seconds of memory, so it's normal to remember things wrongly. Hey, do you think it's possible that the original sentence was "Humans have only seven seconds of memory", and then it was tampered with by something to become "Fish have only seven seconds of memory", to fool us humans who only have seven seconds of memory?"

Lu Yizhang was used to Bai Liu saying some very strange things after losing his job. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What have you been thinking about after losing your job? I got your salary today, so I'll treat you to a meal. Don't think about these people, fish, and seven-second memories. If people only have seven-second memories, what do you do when we have to memorize French clauses every day?"

"Of course I'll come if you treat me to a meal." Bai Liu casually threw the coin on his neck into his collar. He felt a chill from the icy touch, which was different from the coin. It was the scales of the Siren King that pressed against his chest. Before Bai Liu hung up the phone, he asked, "If a human's memory is only seven seconds, and a fish's memory is also only seven seconds, then how many seconds do mermaids have a memory?"

"Why are you still dwelling on this issue, and even bringing up mermaids?" Lu Yizhan laughed helplessly, "According to your hypothesis, the memory of humans and fish is only seven seconds. The memory of mermaids must be even shorter, right? A few tenths of a second?"

“I think so.”

Although he said goodbye to the mermaid named Tavier, Bai Liu might have forgotten him the moment she left.

Bai Liu rarely feels lost because of being forgotten and ignored. He himself does not seek human recognition. As long as he has money to entertain himself, he can live a good life. But the Siren King is such an unprecedented beautiful data. Even a guy like Bai Liu who has no emotions has a little regret that his few seconds in the other's memory have been erased.

But it was just a dot, only the size of a fish scale.

The reason why Lu Yizhang and Bai Liu can play together is mainly because they are both stingy. They become unshakable revolutionary friends by sharing various discount and lottery information. Of course, some people think that these two people play together only because they both have no parents and are a pair of orphans who can understand each other's misery.

As soon as Bai Liu sat down at the barbecue stall, Lu Yizhan said with a frown: "Bai Liu, I'm getting married."

"Congratulations." Bai Liu was not surprised. Lu Yizhan and his girlfriend had been together for several years, so it was normal for them to get married. "Then I'll treat you to dinner today, and I'll give you a 2,000 yuan gift later."

Lu Yizhan almost spit a mouthful of ice beer on Bai Liu's face. He widened his eyes in astonishment: "Are you crazy?! You're asking me to pay for a wedding gift again?! Two thousand!! Didn't you say that you would never pay for a wedding gift in your life? Why are you doing something like throwing meat buns at a dog?!"

Yes, this is what Bai Liu said when a colleague got married.

Normally this colleague doesn't get along well with people like Bai Liu who don't speak politely, so he always gossips about Bai Liu behind her back. But at the wedding, he kept trying to get Bai Liu to pay for the gift, saying that other colleagues had given twelve hundred yuan, so Bai Liu should just contribute one of his monthly bonuses, twelve hundred yuan would be enough.

At this time, Bai Liu calmly said, "I don't have any plans to get married, so I won't give wedding gifts to strangers, which is a waste of money and a loss-making investment." This groundbreaking statement.

The colleague's face turned black. Bai Liu directly scolded him like a dog. Bai Liu meant that he and his wife were a pair of "infidelity"! The colleague was so angry that he sweared at Bai Liu behind his back, saying that Bai Liu would not have any descendants.

But Bai Liu was not moved at all after hearing this. He really had no plans to raise offspring, so for Bai Liu, these dirty words were just an objective description of his future life, and there was no need for him to get angry.

"It's not that I won't. I just won't pay for membership fees to strangers." Bai Liu took the beer and took a sip. "But you are not a stranger. We have a relationship. My giving you membership fees is not a wasted investment."

Lu Yizhan felt a little bit sad and wanted to laugh after hearing this: "Why, you are planning to make money back from me? Hey, Bai Liu, I really don't need you to pay for the share. I'm just happy to get married, and I want to invite you to dinner. I don't have many friends, and you are one of them. I'm very happy that you came, and you're not in a good situation right now, right? Forget it."

"We'll talk about this when you have money." Lu Yizhan said as he waved his hand, making a virtual rejection gesture.

If Bai Liu's meticulousness was due to his nature, then his search and searching at the road station was due to the pressure of life.

Lu Yizhang is a poor policeman. His life has been better recently, but it is much better than that of the unemployed Bai Liu. He really doesn't want Bai Liu to pay this money.

Bai Liu ate a bunch of grilled kidneys, wiped his mouth, and suddenly said: "I made 100,000 in the past week."

"Puff!!" Lu Yizhan really sprayed, "Where have you been?!"

He knew Bai Liu would not lie to him, saying that if he earned 100,000, it was 100,000, so Lu Yizhan was really shocked: "You are not really going to do anything illegal, are you?! I will arrest you with my own hands!"

Lu Yizhang had always known that Bai Liu had a very useful brain, but he had used it in some very strange and crooked ways, such as designing horror games and some traceless crime plots. So when he suddenly heard that Bai Liu had become rich, Lu Yizhang's first reaction was not to be surprised, but to take out his cell phone with a chill down his spine, and vigilantly prepared to call the police and inform his colleagues.

Lu Yizhang knew that Bai Liu had a very low moral bottom line, coupled with his psychological problem of "money hoarding disorder". After losing his source of income, it was hard to say what Bai Liu could do.

"I changed my job. You don't have to be so nervous. I asked and it's legal." Bai Liu was eating peanuts while peeling them. "This job pays well, but it's a bit dangerous. But it suits me."

"What kind of job can earn that much?" Lu Yizhan was skeptical. "One hundred thousand a week?"

"Emmm, it's probably about selling your soul to a large underground organization. I can't reveal the existence of this organization." Bai Liu touched his chin and thought. He tried to describe his experience in the game in a way that would not be banned.

"Then I would go on stage to perform, or live stream, and do this and that to sell my body and soul. There would be some weird things that would bully and humiliate me, and then I would show it to the audience. Some of the audience would give me a lot of money, and then I would make $100,000."

"..." Confusion, shock, fear, and complex expressions appeared on Lu Yizhan's face, and finally settled on pity. Lu Yizhan looked at Bai Liu sadly, "Are you a gigolo in a nightclub, Bai Liu?"

Bai Liu: “…”

After Bai Liu's explanation, Lu Yizhan reluctantly believed that Bai Liu was not doing that, but he was determined not to accept Bai Liu's share of the money. He felt that this was Bai Liu's selling of her body! He couldn't accept it!

Bai Liu: “…”

If Luyi Station insists on understanding it this way, it seems that it is not impossible.

After the brief gathering, Bai Liu went home to rest for two days, paid six months' rent to his landlord, simply cleaned his house, and prepared to enter the game.

Although the game requires one to enter once every seven days, Bai Liu felt that he needed to enter in advance to learn some other things.

But I can have a good meal before I leave. Even if I die in the game, it will be like having a good meal, Bai Liu thought, and went downstairs to eat a bowl of noodles with a fried egg.

The cooking skills of the noodle shop owner downstairs are quite good. There is a TV set up on a shelf in the noodle shop. It is covered with grease and is broadcasting social news right above Bai Liu who is eating noodles:

The voice of the female anchor in the news was clear and distinct: "The lawyer of Li Gou, a major suspect in the rape, murder and dismemberment of a senior high school girl, has filed a lawsuit again, claiming that there is insufficient evidence to maintain Li Gou's original death sentence, and is currently preparing for a second trial——"

On TV, a photo of a suspect with a fat face and a photo of a smiling girl in school uniform with her eyes blurred were placed side by side, clearly incompatible.

The male boss of the noodle shop also saw the news. He wiped his hands with his apron, shook his head and sighed: "What a sin! A good girl was ruined. If I were the girl's parents, I would be crazy now. The case was about to be sentenced, but now suddenly they say there is insufficient evidence and that the evidence has suddenly disappeared. Now there is a huge uproar on the Internet."

The female anchor on TV continued to report in a flat voice: "Currently, the victim's family members are in a state of severe emotional turmoil and are gathering in front of the court to cause trouble. Relevant personnel have intervened to investigate and coordinate."

In the video behind, a hysterical, shaggy middle-aged woman was surrounded by a group of people. She was so haggard that she almost lost her human form. The area around her eyes was white and wrinkled from tears. Even if she tried to wipe away her tears with the back of her hand, the next time she took a breath, the tears and snot that she had wiped away with great difficulty would instantly fall down.

The woman was stuck under the creaking door and was held by a group of people, but she rushed to the door of the court like crazy, almost half-knelt on the ground and cried, her mouth was like a heart-wrenching female beast howling: "She is only eighteen years old! ! ! ! Why is the evidence gone! ! ! Why are all the evidence and documents that record what that beast did to my Guoguo gone! ! ! Are you guys covering up for him! ! ! "

A middle-aged man next to him had been subdued by the security guards and his head was pinned to the ground. He was twisting and screaming on the ground, and his clothes were torn from his struggles.

The man cried out with tears in his eyes: "Let me go!!! Give my daughter justice!!! Give my daughter back her innocence!! Call out that beast Li Gou!! I swore in front of Guoguo's grave that daddy would kill the bad guys to avenge her!"

The video changed, and Li Gou appeared in the video with a mosaic around his eyes. He suppressed his lips subtly, but the pride of successfully committing a crime still overflowed from his eyebrows and eyes: "I didn't do it, I didn't do it. The previous evidence was fabricated by the couple to frame me."

"I am a good person." Li Gou smiled, his eyes covered by mosaics and his upturned mouth corners made his expression look weird and cruel. He whispered hoarsely, "——God will help me. Those bad people who spread rumors about me should be burned to death."

"It's so tragic." The boss of the panel shop is a chubby man with dough-like softness. He wiped his tears with his apron after reading a social news. "I know this couple. They used to live with us. Their daughter is called Guoguo. She has good grades. I never thought...how could something like this happen?"

"The evidence suddenly disappeared?" Bai Liu finished the last bite of noodles and raised his eyebrows as he looked at the social news on the screen.

This method of erasing a certain objective existence is somewhat similar to the method of [Game] [Mute]...

"Where is this girl's grave?" Bai Liu asked the noodle shop owner, "Or do you have her parents' phone number?"

The noodle shop owner was stunned: "Yes, I do. What do you want to do, Bai Liu?"

"Maybe I can help them." Bai Liu wiped his mouth, put ten yuan under the bowl of noodles on the table and stood up.

The noodle shop owner was stunned: "Help them? How can you help?"

"Using an unconventional yet legal method." Bai Liu commented calmly.

Bai Liu has already discovered that this game is completely a pyramid scheme. Players are like dominoes, one after another, knocked down by events that seem to have no connection but actually have a certain internal connection. They fall into the trap and despair set by the game, which arouses intense desires, and then they are taken into the game and become players who sell souls to the game to satisfy their own out-of-control inner desires.

The condition for entering the game is to have a personal desire so strong that you don't care about life and death, such as Bai Liu's desire for money over life.

If Bai Liu guessed correctly, there might soon be a pair of heartbroken and desperate parents among the [players] in this world.

That [Li Gou] should also be a player. This [Li Gou] should have used props to eliminate his own crimes. Li Gou's action forced the parents who lost their beloved daughter to have no one to turn to for help and fell into an extreme desire for revenge, thus meeting the game's standard for accepting players.

It's like [Mu Ke], who, because he was in a bad mood and wanted to experience life, parachuted into Bai Liu's original position, forcing Bai Liu to resign and become uncontrollably eager for money, thus entering the game.

Everyone in this world is like a chess piece or building block in the hands of the game. The game plays with their lives as if it were a god, as if they were playing an interesting game.

What a cunning and cruel [game].