Chapter 278 Happy Cemetery
In the operation room on top, You Yitong was a little absent-minded: "President Jiang, the group of players who are making the fastest progress in the cemetery should have almost discovered some abnormal buildings in this world. Isn't it a bit risky to use the souls of the players at this time?"
Jiang Qixin didn't answer him and continued to select various data on the operation panel: "Where is Miao Tingting? When it was her turn to do the experiment today, why did she disappear again?"
You Yitong's expression didn't change: "Maybe he went out for a stroll."
Jiang Qi Xin didn't care about You Yitong's little trick of putting eye drops on her. Miao Tingting was indeed not as useful as You Yitong now, but her reputation was better than You Yitong's.
If You Yitong becomes the president, Miao Tingting must be his deputy.
Jiang Qi Xin looked at his watch and said, "It would be great if we could be discovered by the players. This world doesn't have a game system yet, so I need someone to bring the system in. We don't have much time left, so let's test this batch of new souls first to see if any of them can be used."
The robotic arm started working, like the gripper in a claw machine, picking out the stock one by one.
Qiao Song couldn't hear the specific content of the conversation at the top, but that didn't stop her from recognizing You Yitong.
If this damn place was created by the Newcomer Alliance, who is that woman in the white coat?
Qiao Song recalled for a moment and found that he had never seen this person before or now. It might be because they were too far away, so Qiao Song only saw it vaguely.
First of all, it’s not Dr. Yeh.
The doctor told Qiao Song the last time she met her that she had become one with the system, and that almost all the NPCs and players had been targeted by Qiao Song once in the previous flood. The NPCs were managed by the Twelve Committees, and after Qiao Song took over Zootopia, she had become a member of the committee. Only some players were outside her surveillance.
In other words, the person above is a player?
The player with gray hair doesn't look like an old man judging by his movements...
Qiao Song suddenly remembered the parking lot gathering. When he first met You Yitong, the president of their Newcomer Alliance seemed to be an old woman.
How did the Newcomer Alliance manage to establish such a stronghold in the dream?
While Qiao Song was thinking, he felt that the mechanical claw had locked onto him.
When skills cannot be used, the only way to escape from the dream is to wait for the time to end. Now there is still more than an hour before waking up. Qiao Song is hesitating whether to break through directly with force or stay first. As a result, the mechanical claw came up and gently pushed her away.
The young security guard who was used as a cushion under Qiao Song was turned out.
[The target has been found, the professional skills are ordinary, and the substitutability is strong]
When Qiao Song heard this sound, he thought he heard a system prompt, but it was actually the working sound of the robotic arm.
No, although it didn't sound directly in my heart, this sound did sound a bit like a system prompt...
Qiao Song's hands and feet were tied and he couldn't move. He watched the terrified young security guard being caught. This guy didn't expect that he would be the first one to be taken out, and he immediately struggled hard.
After seeing Qiao Song, Wang An Ning finally became a little smarter this time. After hesitating for a moment, he did not actively ask Qiao Song for help. Instead, he signaled with his eyes that he should not forget him if he escaped.
Qiao Song watched as several people were turned out in a certain order.
The box where Wang Anyu was located was marked with a number from 0 to 3.
Then there were the boxes containing several other people that Qiao Song didn’t know, which were labeled 4~6 and 7~9.
Qiao Song was the last one and was placed in the box marked "Above 10".
Qiao Song immediately buried her face in her knees, trying her best to prevent others from seeing her appearance.
The bad thing about having enemies everywhere is that once you lose your camouflage skills, your first reaction is to cover your face.
She was the only one in the box she was in, and was placed at the end of the assembly line.
After these players were picked out, it seemed that some experiment was going to be carried out. It happened to be a curved movement line. Because Qiao Song was placed at the back, he happened to see the little security guard in the first frame being caught and put into a transparent jar.
Lines of words began to light up on the screen.
[Information search...]
[Occupational judgment: security guard, tricycle driver, thug...]
[The match with experimenter No. 1 is 34%, and the match with experimenter No. 2 is 21%]
The young security guard could also hear the voice coming out of the big metal can, and he became even more frightened.
The transparent jar with a metal frame was closed and the door was locked by a robotic arm. He was tied up and could only keep bumping around in the jar. Soon, something happened that made him despair.
Water began to accumulate in the jar, and the transparent water level rose little by little, completely submerging him.
The black lines that originally supported his arms broke one by one.
Qiao Song was not far away and could see these black lines. The cross-section of them was very strange, with a little flesh exposed. They looked like black insects that had been soaked to death in water.
Wait, this thing looks familiar.
insect?
Qiao Song hadn't figured out why she couldn't use her skills, and this insect-like product should obviously be a derivative of the player's skills. As a result, her bound hands suddenly loosened a little.
Those black ropes began to move quietly, loosening up little by little.
Qiao Song took a quick look and saw that the black rope was still very tight from the outside, but the innermost layers had already begun to break quietly.
Hmm? Is this a fake product or...
She has already remembered who is the one in the Newcomer Alliance who can use bugs so flexibly—Miao Tingting.
Another reason she wanted to come to the hospital to check on the situation was Miao Tingting. The list that her mother brought back from the real world was an unexpected surprise, and Qiao Song originally wanted to find an opportunity to talk to Miao Tingting.
Since in the real world, her family and friends are by her bedside, why did this girl join the Newcomer Alliance?
Compared with the paranoid members in their guild who are all homeless and unwilling to go home, Miao Tingting should be a good breakthrough.
Before Qiao Song could make a breakthrough in this area, this guy came to him on his own.
Was it the crows guarding outside who did it?
Due to their tacit understanding, Qiao Song figured out the whole story almost instantly.
The only thing she couldn't figure out was why they couldn't use their skills, but Miao Tingting could, remotely controlling the insects, which was impossible for ordinary people to do.
With the help of the bugs on her hands, she was quietly untied.
Qiao Song looked around. Her position was relatively remote, as if she was the worst and most difficult to use among the experimental subjects, while the others were placed in the front.
Qiao Song crouched down and quickly hid in the shadow of the corner of the basket. There were many robotic arms here, but somehow, there was not light in every place.
Qiao Song was like a nimble mouse, quickly moving to other areas.
In the test area, You Yitong continued to talk nonsense: "The people under Miao Tingting were also locked up in the test area. After all, they are members of the Newcomer Alliance. Are they going to be consumed in the end? If she finds out, it will probably be difficult to end it."
Jiang Qixin finally looked back at him and said, "The Newcomer Alliance has used more than just these consumables over the years. If you are afraid that Miao Tingting will betray us, you should find a better way to control her. Now that no one can use their skills, we must not break off relations with her before the system is fully integrated into this world."
You Yitong was silent for a while. It sounded like Jiang Qixin was not prepared to let Miao Tingting's men go as he had promised at the beginning.
Jiang Qi Xin seemed to have treated him as his own, otherwise he would not have said such words in front of him.
And You Yitong knew that if the president treated Miao Tingting like this today, he would do the same to him tomorrow.
Looking at the transparent jars below that were gradually being filled with test subjects, he asked, "Didn't Miao Tingting's men bring back a contaminated player? That thing hasn't been disposed of yet, right?"
"You mean, the butcher who got out of control during the resurrection experiment?"
Jiang Qixin seemed to have remembered: "The principle of the resurrection experiment is also the key to our return. Unfortunately, the god who provided this power probably doesn't know how it works."
"It's really ridiculous. When he obviously didn't understand human society at all, he was able to create such a huge world framework through the stories he had heard, and finally chose to turn himself into a human. The mind of a stone is really hard to understand. You Yitong, haven't you met her? What kind of person is she now?"
You Yitong's jaw slowly tightened, and after several seconds, he uttered a few words: "Arrogant, foolishly practicing idealism, the Virgin of Fraternity."
Jiang Qixin was very surprised to hear the word "Virgin Mary" from You Yitong: "Didn't she destroy several copies? Why do you say that about her?"
"You carry all kinds of junk with you, and you keep all kinds of shit in the team. Isn't this a saint?"
You Yitong stroked his white gloves. After taking over the player's body and crawling out of the grave, the wounds he suffered from the cuts had not yet fully healed. He liked to press on these wounds until blood seeped out of the fabric, and then put on a new pair of white gloves.
He was fascinated by the feeling of his wounds slowly healing, which meant that he was healing.
He is about to have a new life, a life that he has fought for himself, instead of waiting for someone to save him.
"This kind of person is not worthy of being a god."
Jiang Qixin smiled: "Very good, not being afraid of her is the first step to defeating her. Qiao Song has become more and more like a human being, with empathy and desires, and will be held back by these heavy emotions. We dare to do what she dares not to do, so we can find a way that she can't find."
Jiang Qixin pulled out a very thin chain from his collar, on which hung a small red metal piece. He examined it for a moment and handed it to You Yitong: "Try it. This is your first time using this. You will have many opportunities in the future."
It was a very strange piece of metal, with a square frame and an unclear relief of a human portrait in the middle.
When You Yitong first joined the Newcomer Alliance, he knew that this was a symbol of the president's power. It was not until many years later that he knew what this metal piece meant.
This is the god of this world, the most original fragment of the shrine. This is what Jiang Qixin and his friends would bring with them every time they went to the waterside to pray.
Jiang Qixin once said that the shrine left behind when Qiao Song was not yet called Qiao Song had become the host of the game system, and the one in Jiang Qixin's hand was probably the only golden finger that was lost and could temporarily use gaming abilities in any area.
This is the key of the god of death, the key that Jiang Qi Xin and the old president of Hei Tie left behind with selfish motives.
"Ye Shuyun, Fu Chunsheng and I built that building with our own hands. But one of them had great love in his heart and wanted to be a scientist who could help all living beings, while the other only cared about money and wanted to do business here. In the end, only I knew that such power, let alone helping all living beings, could help humans achieve immortality as long as it was used properly."
"We can choose everything from scratch, including each person's birth family, personality, and future career. We can control our own destiny at any time, and even change our current destiny. This is what you have always wanted to do, right? You Yitong, come and give it a try. Decompose them, and then reassemble them to feel what it feels like to be a god."
Jiang Qixin withdrew his hand and let You Yitong hold the metal piece in his hand and slowly control it: "Did you hear a lot of noises? Ignore their cries, find the targets you want inside and crush them."
You Yitong once owned a shrine. All players on Infinite Highway who have been to Zootopia know the importance of the shrine. It almost gives people a second life.
But the player's shrine is at most a chat hub, where one can hear the calls of companions at certain moments.
And the thing that Qiao Song left by the river that year, even if it was only the size of a fingernail, a small fragment like fish scales, was enough for You Yitong to hear the cries of various souls like a tsunami.
"Mom, I want to go home, let me go home, it's so dark here, I'm so scared."
"Where is this? Let me out, let me out! I know who locked me up. You lunatics, that's not what you said when you joined the guild!"
"I have money. I have a lot of money. Can you please let me out? When I come back, I can give you all the shares of the company, the house and the car!"
"I'm going to kill you! You killed my wife! I'm going to kill you!"
You Yitong had never had his brain assaulted by so many consciousnesses at the same time. For a moment, he felt like his head was going to explode. Jiang Qixin just looked at him with a smile, neither helping nor mocking him.
Outside the screen, transparent glass jars rose up one after another. The players who had been classified had been put into the glass jars. These were the people whose funerals would be held tomorrow.
The players in the cemetery were making good progress, which made Jiang Qixin very happy.
In fact, the conditions for passing the level are already here. All she needs is a push to keep everyone's established plans moving forward.
Including the partners, the president of Black Iron, and the dragon that was dead but not yet stiff, none of them had actually fully understood Jiang Qixin's plan.
Jiang Qixin is different from others. She never does the most dangerous things herself, but leaves opportunities to others.
"You Yitong, find the ones I marked, break them down and reassemble them, so that you can replace them in the grave and usher in a new life of your own."
Perhaps it was the key words at the end that worked. You Yitong, whose face was filled with pain and sweat on his forehead, finally found the souls corresponding to the jars below.
He saw those struggling faces. From left to right, the professional abilities of these imprisoned guys gradually increased. It could be said that those on the far left were at the bottom of society. There were very few jobs they could do and very few labels written in their souls.
To the right are the social elites, or the elites who have climbed up from the bottom through hard work. The soul labels in their bodies range from the lowest-level cleaners and porters to the higher-level tax lawyers.
After You Yitong found the target, he raised his hand without hesitation and made a claw in the air.
In the jar at the bottom, on the right side, a handsome man suddenly screamed. The jar was full of water, so his sound could not be heard. Nutrient solution continued to enter his body to repair his torso.
Several abstract balls of light began to emerge from his body and turned into bubbles floating in the water.
Although there are no words on the ball of light, there are some corresponding items inside, such as a lawyer's qualification certificate and some cleaning tools.
"Very good, you chose the more difficult ones right from the start. Try the ones on the left. After you have dealt with them all, you can challenge the most difficult ones. There should be a test subject with a professional skill above nine today."
Jiang Qi Xin said as he turned the light to the side, only to find that the clothes in the rightmost frame were a little deflated.
Every step of the factory's purchasing process has been designed. Seeing this scene, she was not panicked but rather looked forward to it.
The robotic arm moved slowly toward the frame and overturned Jiang Qixin's frame. Sure enough, there was nothing inside, only a few scattered clothes and coats and some "ropes" that had just been disconnected.
People with more than nine labels were rare to begin with, and it seemed that the little mouse she had been waiting for had finally entered the factory.
You Yitong continued to complete his decomposition work, but his master had already withdrawn to the next stage. Jiang Qixin immediately gave instructions to the few employees behind him, who were the last few left after the flood.
"Go inform those guys in Black Iron to raise the danger level of the warehouse to the highest level. The person who is going to open the door is coming."
The employees immediately took action and all the machines began to work together. However, their goal was not to capture Qiao Song directly, but to display all the things that were originally set up in the factory.
That was a masterpiece that Jiang Qixin had worked hard on for many years before You Yitong took over.
At this time, Qiao Song was walking among these masterpieces.
She had never thought someone could do such a thing.
Qiao Song saw countless humans who were made into bookmarks.
They are hung on both sides of the display cabinets, and the whole person's state is frozen in a certain moment. There is also a layer of metal nameplate under these glass cabinets, which seems to be annotations and descriptions for the museum products.
What Qiao Song saw now was a girl wearing a dance costume and with a peaceful smile.
[Fang Guyue: The number of skill decompositions is 6
Dancers, flower lovers, beginners of handicrafts...】
The number following a person's name represents the number of occupational names that will follow. From occupations that make a living to pure hobbies, some people's names can only be followed by 2 to 3 labels, while others can be followed by more than 10.
Qiao Song still remembered the last time she saw such a scene. It was not on the boat crossing the river, but on the bookshelf of the Soul Currency Converter when she entered the Giant Amusement Park.
But that place should have been created by combining her power with system data.
Isn’t this a dream world? Shouldn’t there be no system here?
Qiao Song understood almost immediately that someone had brought her previous power into this place, so this dream world was still built based on her power.
What exactly do those behind-the-scenes hands hiding in the factory want to do by re-creating these labels in human souls?
Qiao Song continued to move forward and saw a man with a painful expression soon appear in an empty special display cabinet at the end of the corridor. After he appeared, the number of labels on the right was clearly 8, but no title appeared.
Qiao Song looked at the metal plate and suddenly saw several conflicting names appear:
"Professional farmer, flower killer, bird researcher, bird roasting master..."
Qiao Song may not know all the professions, but the more things a person is good at, the more basic industries will be included, such as cleaning, express delivery, take-out, planting, handicrafts, furniture repair, etc.
But there are very few people who can do fertilizer research and work as a flight attendant at the same time. It is not a question of whether or not they can do the jobs part-time, but rather a label that is almost impossible for one person to have.
Qiao Song saw the label appear and then be torn off, and finally it was arranged and combined into a very common set of career combinations that ordinary people would have.
"Gardener, cook, tricycle deliveryman, amateur mahjong enthusiast..."
The aunt next door also began to show changes. Qiao Song had already recognized her. This seemed to be the player who was captured from the dream world together with her.
Wang Anning has not appeared here yet, and those who have appeared now are not the people who went to the island with Qiao Song.
Qiao Song tried hard to remember everyone's name because she knew the time was coming and she was about to wake up from her dream.
She needed to check the specific names on each tombstone in the Happy Cemetery. Are all the missing people already in this factory?
When he saw the young security guard appear in the display case, Qiao Song subconsciously looked at the top label. It was not "security guard", but another phrase inexplicably attached to it.
"Thief?"
At this time, in the factory, You Yitong, sweating profusely, finally finished today's work. Miao Tingting came late and insulted him as usual. Then, under the arrangement of President Jiang, she got into a glass jar prepared in advance.
Jiang Qixin looked at her with a smile. He didn't ask Miao Tingting why she came so late. He just reminded her, "You must succeed in taking over the body at the funeral this time. If you just use bugs to protect this building, your value will gradually be replaced by machines. Tingting, you should still want to see your friends, right?"
Not surprisingly, he saw a strange look flash across Miao Tingting's face. Jiang Qixin probably already knew how the little mouse that had escaped secretly before was let go.
Very good, all the actors have come on stage.
She was waiting for the final good show. Anyway, the person who would perform in her place...
Under President Jiang's gaze, You Yitong breathed slightly and looked at the palm of his hand. His white gloves were soaked with sweat and red blood oozed out from the broken wound, but his eyes were hot and he felt very refreshed.
Ambition and a certain feeling of relief completely filled You Yitong's chest.
The tag was taken off and he kicked the thing away.
So this is what power feels like, it really couldn't be better!
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