Copy Three
As the doorknob was twisted, a chopstick full of snail noodles froze at the corner of Su Wanxing's mouth.
Her eyes moved upwards rapidly, full of vigilance.
In just one second, judging from the extent of the door handle's turn, Su Wanxing couldn't help but break out in a sweat. After confirming that there was no one around, such a large opening of the door could not have been done by humans... could it be a ghost?!
Su Wanxing threw away the strange idea that had just popped up in his mind, remained calm and motionless, with his left hand hanging on the corner of the table, ready to take out a toy gun from the virtual warehouse to defeat the enemy at any time.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the turning of the door handle seemed to have come to an end. Then there was a sharp sound of the door lock being completely opened, which was like a soul calling.
Then, the door opened a little.
A large amber eye suddenly appeared, moving back and forth as if peeping, and its slender pupil slowly became round.
This is... Su Wanxing took a breath of cold air.
The recreated dinosaur actually has human-like thinking? It can open doors!
She watched the gap in the door grow bigger and bigger. The amber hunting eyes were tightly wrapped in rough and thick skin, and the blue patterns of varying shades on the skin seemed to be a death signal.
This is a Velociraptor, which is said to be second only to the Tyrannosaurus Rex in terms of lethality.
The door was slowly pushed open by the velociraptor. At the moment when its small body just passed through the door frame, its front paws covered with sharp nails suddenly pushed hard.
“Bang!”
The iron door collided with the wall, shaking off a lot of the gray-white wall paint.
Su Wanxing still didn't react. It wasn't entirely because he was frightened, but more because he remembered the underlying details.
She remembered her mother once said that researchers used the genes of cats to fill in the incomplete genetic chain of dinosaurs, so the more panicked the prey was, the more excited and thrilled this group of reconstructed dinosaurs became.
The velociraptor tilted its head and its eyes turned puzzled, as if in its humanoid mind, the loud noise could scare its prey, so that it would launch a swift attack.
But... the scene in front of me is unusually quiet, and it seems that there is nothing to hunt?
It had no choice but to change its strategy and head towards the table in front. After escaping the cage, everything outside was new to it, and it would slowly explore the fun of the new world.
Su Wanxing tried his best to keep his right hand calm. His chopsticks were filled with rice noodles and hot air was rising.
Through the steam, the Velociraptor's big head approached the dining table, and its long big mouth was almost sticking to the snail noodles!
The two nostrils next to each other on that stinky big mouth opened and closed with a rustling sound.
It's the velociraptor that's smelling the snail noodles.
Su Wanxing was between life and death, struggling with whether she could still eat the bowl of snail noodles that had been sniffed by the velociraptor? Although this was something she needed to survive to continue considering, the foodie couldn't help but think so.
At this moment, the velociraptor in front of him opened its eyes wide, and its eyeballs seemed to be bulging out, which scared Su Wanxing.
Run or not run? Su Wanxing seemed to have jumped into the philosophical whirlpool of "to be or not to be".
The velociraptor suddenly turned its head away and made a retching gesture. The originally aggressive sound suddenly turned into a faint complaint, which sounded very much like the sound of "vomit, vomit" by humans.
Su Wanxing finally crawled out of the philosophical whirlpool, moved slightly, and frowned in confusion.
The velociraptor seemed to have lost interest in hunting and didn't even notice the tiny movement of its prey in front of it. Its facial features were extremely ferocious and it turned around quickly.
Let’s go back the same way.
call.
Su Wanxing breathed a sigh of relief, and his left hand, which had been ready to take the gun, also relaxed for a moment.
Who knows!
Next second.
The ferocious little toy turned its back to Su Wanxing, bent down, and started digging the floor using both hands and feet.
This caused a large cloud of dust to rise in front of Su Wanxing.
What kind of hunting operation is this? Su Wanxing was very puzzled and quickly used the lid to protect the fragrant snail noodles.
"Cough cough." Su Wanxing couldn't help the itch in her nose.
The velociraptor turned around with satisfaction and moved closer to Su Wanxing's direction.
Su Wanxing's heart jumped to her throat, and she had a brief eye contact with the velociraptor.
Strangely enough, the velociraptor took two deep breaths and showed that disgusted and lifeless look again, with the corners of his mouth slightly opened, and his thick and rough skin twitched twice as if he didn't believe it, and then he ran out the door in a flash.
Su Wanxing blinked and murmured, "Are you confused by the smell of snail noodles?"
The big orange cat hiding under the table then raised its tail leisurely, "No, it thinks you are a piece of shit."
Su Wanxing: “…” My silence was deafening!!!
However...the velociraptor's action of digging the floor just now made Su Wanxing think of the appearance of Daju going to the toilet.
No? That's a big misunderstanding!
Su Wanxing stood up belatedly, ran to the door, closed it and locked it, then walked to the window with peace of mind to look for the velociraptor.
Through the rain-stained glass window, the scenery outside was stained with a hazy color. The rising sun shone on the dilapidated park, creating a strong sense of paleness and powerlessness.
The velociraptor moved very fast. In a second or two, Su Wanxing followed its figure and looked to the edge of the lake in the distance.
"Wow! I didn't eat poop!" Su Wanxing, who was in the safe zone, dared to argue loudly for the snail noodles, "I'm not a pile of feces..."
Hmm? She was speechless for a moment.
At the edge of the lake, three similar velociraptors stood, whispering to each other, as if they were discussing some important decision. They looked calm and composed, forming a stable triangular structure.
The velociraptor that was trying hard to bury its shit crashed into their team, and the originally harmonious and stable team structure suddenly fell apart and scattered.
One of the raptors was very upset by the intrusion of the burrowing dragon, so it bared its fangs and bit the other dragon's neck fiercely. The burrowing dragon naturally fought back without giving in, and the stable scene fell into chaos for a while. The remaining two raptors also found it difficult to maintain the peace just now...
Su Wanxing's gaze gradually became unfocused.
She thought of something.
She thought for a moment.
"It can be like this..."
Su Wanxing muttered to himself as he turned around and sat down, reopening his computer and looking at the triangle relationship that had been so confusing:
Players, NPCs, and games.
Without any hesitation, she added a dot and entered: system.
Can the stable triangle relationship be destroyed by adding more points and connecting more edges? Points represent multiple identities, edges increase complex connections, and points and lines are connected to form different surfaces, extending countless possibilities in space.
Players and NPCs are included in the game, which can also be understood as players and NPCs being controlled by the game, so how can they escape from the control?
Perhaps... the game will become unbalanced only when the passive function ends.
Currently, players and NPCs are on the same level and can communicate face to face, but due to the little knowledge of NPCs, Su Wanxing is unable to determine the relationship between players and NPCs. Is it opposition or unity? Or both?
If you are on the opposite side, it is indeed terrible. Maybe the NPC will lure the player to commit suicide step by step, and then walk into the abyss of death.
Su Wanxing typed a "?" after NPC, which means uncertain and uncontrollable.
The relationship between the game and the system is similar to that between the player and the NPC, except that the former belongs to the dark side and the latter is forced to be in the light.
In fact, the game's behind-the-scenes planners and systems can easily be associated with a united front, after all, there is a mutually beneficial relationship between them.
But if they are on opposite sides, then things will become very interesting.
Su Wanxing entered another “?” after the game.
After experiencing the second forced separation from his parents, Su Wanxing became even more confused as to why he could not see his parents again.
The truth is everywhere. So, what is the truth?
Is it related to games?
The feeling of being played by a game really makes people sad, helpless and unhappy!
She doesn't like to lie down passively, just like a worker who fishes secretly. Although she earns money if she catches it, she feels uncomfortable because she is always being watched and afraid of being discovered.
Yes, she likes to slack off openly!
In order to lie flat on his back better, Su Wanxing, as a player, decided to first rebel against his own system.
"Ahem, Zhou Tian." Su Wanxing called out tentatively, "Besides the laws of time and space, can you tell me what else you know?"
[Just ask.]
"Are you and Yugi in cahoots?"
Zhou Tian fell into silence.
Big Orange had just fallen asleep when he was suddenly awakened by the sound of electricity flowing through his ears. His ears drooped immediately, and he was very grouchy when he woke up. He complained, "You are in the same body, can you please not communicate through me, the middle cat?! Don't you both have mouths?"
Su Wanxing was stunned.
Daju turned over and said in a nagging tone, "What does Zhou Tian mean by asking you about your group?"
[……]
Su Wanxing suddenly felt a faint sigh in her head, and her originally serious face lost its composure. "Excuse me, I wanted to ask if you and Yugi are on the same side?"
This time Zhou Tian responded quickly and decisively: [Absolutely not.]
Su Wanxing paused slightly. Zhou Tian was different from the system she imagined. He seemed to have had little contact with people and things, and had a kind of temporary unfamiliarity. He was unexpectedly calm in dealing with everything.
But one always wonders whether it trusts this ordinary host too much.
"Did you transmit my mom and dad's consciousness here?"
[no. ]
Su Wanxing frowned in confusion, "Then...how did they get here? Are they NPCs?"
[Unclear, but they are not NPCs.]
"Mom said that she couldn't cause trouble for the owner of this body, so the NPC's body carries two consciousnesses." Su Wanxing reasonably speculated, "My brother's death was not reported by the game, so my brother is an NPC."
[precise. ]
Su Wanxing pursed her lips, sighed, and picked up the snail noodles beside her, intending to eat while thinking about the next question, but she heard Zhou Tian say:
[About your parents' sudden departure, maybe it can tell you the answer.]
"Who?" Su Wanxing quickly put down his chopsticks.
After a moment, a pitch-black little fat bird seemed to be thrown in by the sunlight outside the window, and it somersaulted three times before finally landing in front of the computer.
Su Wanxing and Xiao Feichu stared at each other the moment they saw each other.
The little fat bird raised its wings and rubbed its round waist. A text box popped up above its head: I am System No. 88. I was originally your assistant in the game, but I was...
It looked up at the air above Su Wanxing's head, and immediately shrank its neck. The text box immediately updated the text: But because of some accidents, we have the opportunity to meet now.
[Let’s get to the point.] Zhou Tian’s calm voice emerged.
The little fat boy's eyes immediately turned into an aggrieved emoji expression, and the text box above it updated the text in real time: Me, me, 嘤嘤...
A symbol like “>>>” popped up in the lower left corner of the text box. Su Wanxing subconsciously raised his hand and touched the blue floating screen in the air, and the conversation really continued. He felt quite involved.
Little Fatty: Originally, the father and brother in your copy would have successfully avoided the mudslide, but yesterday when I was sleeping in, it was suddenly hacked, causing my database information to leak out, you received a fake mission, and the original script branched.
Su Wanxing immediately asked back: "Has my identity information been leaked?"
The fat boy showed a relieved emoji expression: That’s not the case. Your identity information is controlled by Zhou Tian, and intruders cannot break through his firewall.
"So the hacker arbitrarily modified my mission, causing my brother's script to change? Triggering a butterfly effect that caused my father and brother to die in the mudslide?"
The little fat boy's eyes lit up: That's right!
"So am I an isolated case, or are there other players in the same situation as me?"
The fat little bird turned back to a look of despair: I don't know, I don't have the permission to access other players' systems. Woohoo, I hope I'm not the only unlucky one to be hacked! But don't lose heart, let me, a smart guy, help you analyze which idiot did it...
>>>
Su Wanxing fell silent as he looked at the symbols that indicated continued conversation.
On the contrary, the little fat guy didn't receive the command to continue the conversation. He blinked his eyes eagerly, with an expression of "Hurry up! Hurry up! Click me, click me!!", as if the answer was about to come out.
Su Wanxing asked: "Was it done by the players?"
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