In the dark little room, a faint blue light shone, and strings of codes flowed out from the light like a waterfall, surrounding the room in 3D.
"Hey, Fork, what do you think? Traitor thing."
The man named Fork, who was sitting in the center of the code waterfall, raised his head. He had a black eye mask on his eyes, like a raccoon.
The string of codes in front of my eyes faded away and formed into a three-dimensional picture frame, which was Leonardo da Vinci's "The Last Supper".
Someone posted a picture like this in their group. Now all Thrillers have to go to the central conference hall of [Evil City] for a meeting. Those who are late will be automatically dismissed.
"No idea."
Fork waved his hand to break up the painting, and the code turned into a string of data again. He buried his head in it and began to write a new program.
"Don't be so boring. Don't you want to vomit looking at these codes every day?"
A silver light flashed, and the man raised his left arm and chopped it down fiercely. What was connected to his arm was not a human five-fingered palm, but a sharp steel knife.
The airflow from the knife swept across the room, and the three lines of code that had just been arranged in the space were instantly broken up and shattered into meaningless character data.
“Knife.”
Fork, who wrote the code, warned him, sounding a little angry.
“Hehehe…”
The man with the steel knife named Knife laughed strangely: "Don't you think it's interesting? I've only heard of Thriller changing leadership before, but never heard of a traitor in Thriller."
As long as you have the ability to seize Thriller's permission code, you can become the new Thriller. This replacement process is called "change of term". After getting this privilege, every strong person after the change of term will choose to join them instead of betraying them.
"This person has obtained Thriller's privileges. Like us, he can freely travel between virtual and real life. He can escape the birth, aging, sickness and death of humans, remain forever young and reborn. In this virtual world, whatever he wants can come true. He can do whatever he wants. If he wants other ordinary players to die, they must die.
"This person enjoys such supreme privileges, but still does not agree with us. He wants to betray us, expose what happened here, and even put us to death!
"Even if we don't go looking for that guy, he might have already been looking for us. He will kill you and me one by one before we even get to the conference room..."
The man with the steel knife put his sharp knife hand on the neck and exaggeratedly made a beheading motion, and dubbed it himself: Kacha——
"Kill them all!"
"..." Fork sighed, "You think too much. Just go to the meeting and listen to what everyone has to say."
"Haha, meeting?" The man with the steel knife grinned:
"The Central Conference Hall is in the center of [The City of Evil]. To get there, we need to pass through the entire Monster City. The notice gives us seven days. If you are a traitor, will you do nothing in these seven days and just wait for the meeting?
"And then? The traitor may not know how to get through Monster City. If he doesn't know how to get there, he will definitely be exposed after seven days. The only way is to take the opportunity to kill a few more Thrillers in Monster City, so that he can fish in troubled waters."
"Oh." Fork seemed to understand, "Are you here to persuade me to leave as soon as possible? If I go to the meeting hall earlier, I won't be killed."
"laugh--"
The steel knife man sneered, showing disdain for this raccoon programmer geek Fork:
"You coward, there's only one traitor, and you're going to be scared by him and run away? There's no point in escaping to the conference hall. What if the traitor knows how to pass through the Monster City and is waiting in the conference hall to kill you?"
Fork: "Well? What do you want?"
"Of course, it's better to strike first."
With a sizzle, the steel blade on Knife's left arm popped out teeth and began to spin like a chainsaw, making a terrifying, teeth-grinding sizzling sound:
"I want to saw off this traitor's head!"
Knife licked his lips morbidly, with bloodthirsty greed in his eyes:
"That guy must have arrived at the Monster City just like us. The codes here are said to be changing all the time. Coding is what you are best at, and killing is my area. How about cooperation?"
The room was quiet for a long time.
Fork, who was sitting in the center of the code waterfall, shook his head: "I have no interest in traitors."
Although there is a saying that it is better to strike first, there is also a saying that the first bird to stick its head out gets shot, and Fork doesn't want to be the first person to find a traitor.
The fact that this traitor was able to sneak into the Thriller group showed that he was very powerful, and the fact that he was not tempted by this privilege that transcended his life after sneaking into their group showed that he had a strong character. Fork did not want to actively provoke such a person.
His main interest is studying the code, and he will leave the handling of the traitors to other powerful and aggressive Thrillers. If necessary, he will help behind the scenes, but he doesn't want to be the vanguard against the traitors.
"So, you are not going to work with me this time?" Knife said unhappily.
Fork remained silent.
To be honest, they are not that familiar with each other. Thrillers have their own tasks and there is no need for them to have close contact. In the first few times they worked together, they didn't even want to reveal each other's names, and only called each other by words like Knife and Fork.
Four codes flowed out from the waterfall, forming four rectangular doors. They clicked, opened, and ordered everyone to leave.
Knife sneered, and suddenly raised his hand. The steel knife on his left arm chopped the code door into pieces:
"We cooperated well in the previous times, why are you suddenly unwilling this time?"
Fork frowned: "What do you want to do?"
"The traitor is among us." Knife raised the steel knife with his left arm, summoned an air screen with his right hand, and played the "Last Supper" that was sent by the Thriller group:
"What if you are the traitor?"
Fork: “This is ridiculous.”
"It's ridiculous, but not impossible. I'm not here to discuss this with you." Knife pointed the blade of the steel knife at Fork:
"If you are unwilling to cooperate with me, then I can reasonably infer that you have some connection with the traitor Judas. I will kill you first, and you know your own fighting power."
“…”
Fork in the center of the code sighed and compromised:
"What do you want to do? Monster City is so big, where can we find any traitors?"
Knife: "Almost all Thrillers are here now. You just need to help me track all Thriller codes and you can find him."
"That's probably not possible." Fork showed a look that said you have no common sense. "Thriller's permission code cannot be tracked. Are we so stupid as to allow others to track us?"
Knife trembled the steel knife on his left arm sickly, eager to try: "Of course I know, but since all Thrillers have permission codes, the code length will be longer than that of ordinary players, right?"
Fork: "So? So what?"
Knife showed a triumphant and hideous smile, "That's easy. Find all the players who are currently in the Monster City and whose codes are longer than those of ordinary people. Add the [Doom Code] you developed last time to them. They will continue to encounter dangerous and fatal things until they die. How fun is that?"
Fork frowned deeply. "There are many reasons why the code becomes longer. It's not necessarily because of the [Authorization Code]. Besides, I don't think Thrillers like us will be killed by a mere [Doom Code]. You will only kill ordinary players with longer codes. This is a massacre! Do you know how many people will die?"
"Haha, you're not such a hypocritical person, are you? Do you think the people alive here are really alive?" Knife laughed:
"One minute in reality is equal to one year here. In reality, after one hour, they will age 60 years. We just send them off one hour earlier.
"In the last meeting, you submitted the [Misfortune Code] you developed, as well as the method to remove misfortune. If it was a real Thriller and he listened carefully in the last meeting, although I doubt whether anyone would listen carefully, in any case, such a Thriller would realize that something is wrong after encountering a series of bad luck, and he might have been superimposed with the [Misfortune Code].
"He will know how to remove it, or find out that you are behind it, and may even scold you, but what about that traitor?
"The traitor didn't even attend the last meeting. No matter how powerful he is, facing a series of unpredictable misfortunes, coupled with the terrain code of Monster City itself that changes at any time, it would be difficult for him to withstand it, no matter how powerful he is, right?
"After we add the [Doom Code] to all those with longer codes, we don't need to worry about those who are killed, they are all weak players. We don't need to worry about those whose codes are immediately eliminated, which means that the opponent is on our side and was very serious in the last meeting? Thriller.
"The players who have neither unlocked the Doom Code nor been killed are the ones we are looking for. The traitor is among them!"
Circles of black codes emerged from the center of the waterfall, surrounding the "room" in a dark manner.
"Knife, this is really not a good idea."
Fork was forced to summon the [Doom Code] he developed last time. At the same time, he was retrieving the IDs of all players currently in the Monster City in the background, checking their code lengths, and filtering out the list of players whose code lengths were longer than the normal value.
Rows and rows of ID names flowed down, [Code Doom] Fork frowned, and the black eye mask on his face made him look like a worried raccoon:
"Knife, there are more than 500 people here, but only one is the one we are looking for."
Once the [Doom Code] is added, most of these 500 people will die.
Fork's finger was on the Start button of [Doom Code], and it was shaking a little:
"Do we really have to do this? Wouldn't it be easier to find a traitor among the thirteen during the meeting? Or send a message to each Thriller and ask them to tell you how to remove the [Doom Code]. If they can't tell, they will be listed as suspected traitors. There are so many ways that don't require anyone to die! Knife, I think you... just want to kill people!"
"Bingo!"
Knife whistled excitedly, licked the steel knife on his left arm, walked through the layers of waterfall code, and walked to Fork in the center:
"If that traitor wins, we will all be finished, and the whole world will be gone."
He lowered his left arm, and the tip of the steel knife in his left hand poked Fork's wrist, forcing him to press down:
"Come on, the last carnival!"
[Doom Code], Start
"Su Yi, Su Yi."
The sleeping elf folded its wings and lay on the soft palace bed that looked like the one where the Princess and the Pea slept.
Su Yi vaguely heard someone calling him, his eyelashes trembled, and his emerald green eyes opened——
Bai Ye's face appeared beside the bed. It was not the Snow Wolf Bai Ye from the first episode, but the 29-year-old Bai Ye now. He smiled gently and rubbed Su Yi's soft black hair that was messed up by sleep:
"Did you sleep well? Get up, it's time for dinner."
Su Yi looked out the window. It was already completely dark. "...How long have I slept?"
"About an hour and a half." Bai Ye said as he stood up and closed the window and drew the curtains. It was cool at night, so he didn't want Su Yi to catch a cold.
Su Yi sat on the bed, looking sideways at Bai Ye's back.
The person in front of me is no longer as youthful as he was at the age of nineteen, like a fluffy snow wolf swinging its big tail. Now his strong and broad back carries an air of maturity, and his temperament is much calmer than before.
When he pulled the curtain, his palms were broad and powerful. Su Yi knew what kind of gun calluses were in those hands. They were so thick. He didn't know how he got through the long ten years of daytime nights.
"…white night."
Bai Ye heard Su Yi calling him from behind.
He thought something was wrong, so he hurried back to the bed. Just as he was about to ask, a soft breeze suddenly brushed his cheek.
Su Yi stood up from the bed, put his arms around Bai Ye's neck, and kissed him secretly.
Bai Ye was stunned for a moment.
The soft lips touched his lips like a dragonfly skimming the water, very lightly and carefully, like a match on a winter night, striking out a spark and then throwing it into his heart that was filled with kerosene.
"Su Yi..."
Bai Ye held Su Yi's thin shoulders with one hand, and lifted his slender legs with the other hand, and directly lifted him up horizontally, "warning" him in a low voice:
"This is a bedroom with a big bed. It would be dangerous for a delicate elf like you."
Su Yi didn't say anything. He believed that Bai Ye would not do anything to hurt him. If he wanted to do something with a hint of meaning...
Thinking of this, Su Yi suddenly felt a little shy. She clenched Bai Ye's clothes with her fingertips, pressed her face against Bai Ye's chest, and let him hug her.
They were a couple, and he had recovered most of his memories, so even doing something like that... was normal.
“Ahem!”
Suddenly, a coughing sound came from my heart? It was the life-saving system.
"Really? Good." The guy said sourly:
"It's nice to have a body, isn't it? You can kiss and do this and that!"
Su Yi became even more embarrassed after hearing what he said. He had only kissed the 29-year-old Bai Ye in the car before, and he kissed her again just now. How could he have done anything here or there?
"You're talking nonsense." Su Yi retorted in his heart.
"Nonsense? Weren't you just thinking that even if this old white night pressed you to some soft place and did this and that until dawn, you would be completely able to accept it?
"A loving reminder, if you do something to a White Night, to be fair, you have to do it to all White Nights. You are good at math, can you calculate how many times that will happen in total?
"By then, you will surely be crying so hard that you can't even walk, and your stomach will swell and the blood will leak out if you move..."
"Woo!" Su Yi yelled, and immediately interrupted in his mind, "Stop talking! Abnormal system!"
The life-saving system was scolded, but it was not unhappy at all, but laughed instead?:
"I am telling you the worst possible outcome in advance. As a life-saving system, it must promptly report the consequences and help the master make the right and wise decision."
It paused for a moment, then solemnly declared:
"We can't let him eat alone, everyone should eat!"
...What the hell is going on! Su Yi was annoyed and embarrassed. Perhaps he was led astray by the life-saving system's exaggerated and erotic fantasies. His face, neck, and even earlobes suddenly felt hot:
"I don't want to? I'm telling you this."
Su Yi said this in his heart, and then ignored this awkward system.
At this time, Bai Ye, who was carrying Su Yi to the restaurant, lowered his head and glanced at Su Yi's blushing face. He seemed to have grasped the development of the situation. He asked calmly:
"Did it tease you again?"
Su Yi was stunned, and suddenly realized who the "it" in this sentence was referring to, and his face turned red.
He was held in the arms of Mr. Bai, and was teased with words by the life-saving system. What's more, he was seen through. Su Yi was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do.
Bai Ye, who was ten years older, didn't say much. He just smiled with a spring breeze on his face and said meaningfully:
"It has no body, so it can't do anything. It can only show off its prowess with words."
"What is this stinky old dog talking about! Who can't do it!" Su Yi heard the life-saving system in his heart go wild with anger:
"I want him to be the first one to be killed as soon as he has a body!"
...How can you do this? You want to cut yourself. Su Yi hurriedly comforted him:
"Don't be angry. Be careful...you might distort the code. He was just talking. He was trying to provoke you. Don't take it seriously."
The life-saving system remained silent. It seemed very angry, and also seemed to be truly sad because it had no body.
Along the way, the life-saving system has done a lot. It has truly been with him all the time. Su Yi couldn't bear to see it like this.
The soft-hearted and beautiful Su Yi Elf thought about it and decided not to care about the awkward and perverted words that the life-saving system had said before. Instead, she comforted it. Su Yi gently gave it a kiss in her heart, as if to kiss it:
"Is this okay? Don't be angry."
Zizizi... Su Yi heard a series of mechanical noises in his heart. He seemed to hear the human emotions from the mechanical sound of the system, which was low and aggrieved:
"…not enough."
The life-saving system firmly repeated: "This is not enough."
Su Yi: "Then?...When you have a body, I will kiss you too."
The life-saving system did not speak, as if it was thinking carefully about this proposal, and then added seriously:
"The kind that requires you to stick out your tongue."
…!
When this was mentioned suddenly, Su Yi suddenly recalled the passionate kiss with Bai Ye in the Rolls-Royce. It was so stalemate and passionate, so hot that it was unbearable. His face turned red, but he still responded softly in his heart:
“…Yeah, okay.”
Life-saving system: "You will be sucked numb."
Su Yi was so embarrassed: "Okay, don't push it any further, don't say anything more!"
"Hehe." The life-saving system suddenly became happy and was coaxed into submission very easily.
Bai Ye walked along the way holding Su Yi in his arms. At the end of the corridor in front of him, a golden glow appeared in his sight.
Su Yi saw a magnificent restaurant. Bai Ye held him in his arms and walked into the restaurant, stepping onto the gorgeous red velvet carpet.
There is a white jade-colored palace table and two rows of high stools in the restaurant. On the table are steaming hot dishes. People can choose their own food. It is so luxurious that it seems like a king is having a dinner.
Su Yi looked down at the dishes on the table. They were all his favorite Chinese dishes. His favorite sweet and sour pork ribs were placed in the middle.
Next to the fragrant dishes was a clean white jade table, on the table was the reflection of Bai Ye holding him. Su Yi looked at him, and suddenly asked the life-saving system in his heart:
"Will you... have a body?"
There was silence in my heart.
The life-saving system did not answer this question. It paused for a moment and only said to Su Yi:
"Don't think about it, just go eat."
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