Chapter 79: Ending May every year be filled with abundance and peace...
When a crack appeared in the sky, Sui Yan was about to get up and look for Jiang Runian.
At this moment, a stream of code struck down and stuck to his arm, causing a tingling sensation. He raised his hand and found that his skin had a scar as if it had been burned, which healed quickly in just three seconds.
Memories came flooding back.
Sui Yan closed his eyes, and the familiar stream of code surged in his consciousness, finally settling in a forgotten laboratory.
In the main control room on the seventh floor underground of the First Research Institute, researchers in white coats gathered in front of a huge quantum computer, staring at the progress of the neural network construction. The leading researcher, with a head full of silver hair, typed a line of Chinese characters under the notes for naming the program.
"Ancient village with deserted stone roads, I return home alone at the end of the year..." The young researcher murmured in a low voice, "Teacher, this is not a good implication, right?"
The old man shook his head: "Some roads can only be walked by itself."
These were the last words he heard before he fell into a hundred years of hibernation.
Before he had time to learn about emotions, he understood his mission.
Sui Yan slowly opened his eyes, looked at the codes that were no different from his own flesh and blood, and smiled with relief.
I see.
The reset progress is still soaring, and the whole world is broken. Light represents hope, and there are bright spots everywhere, but it is stained with death and separation.
Sui Yan stood in front of Jiang Runian, stretched out his hand and penetrated the huge ball of code.
In an instant, his body began to decompose - not being eroded, but actively transformed into the most primitive code, forcibly connecting to Cyber's core protocol. In the void, two AIs started a war that humans could not understand.
There was a sharp sound of electricity, and Jiang Runian looked up suddenly. The reset progress was stuck at 95%.
Sui Yan won.
The whole world froze at this moment, the fallen flowers hung in the air, the leaves were silent, and even the wind held its breath.
But the price is that the good times are gradually disappearing.
The divination was not wrong.
He is a prisoner trapped by the wheel of fate, and also a free bird isolated by the olive branch of the world.
"Sui Yan!" Jiang Runian's cry was heartbreaking.
However, no matter how loud you shout, you can't bring back a single year, nor can you replace the thousands of players who have disappeared.
There was nothing she could do.
She has no secret to turn the tide, she is not a favored child of heaven, and even her only supernatural power is the Shennong Heart Sutra.
She recalled the day when the Qingshan Sect was wiped out.
Her wood spiritual roots can reproduce endlessly, but they cannot protect Qingshan Sect, so she can only mobilize all her spiritual power to make the devastated mountain full of green grass and flowers, so that Qingshan Sect can go more gently.
It was just like the day when Qingshan Sect was wiped out. Her wood spiritual roots could continue to grow, but they could not protect Qingshan Sect. So she could only mobilize all her spiritual power to make green grass and flowers bloom on this devastated mountain, so that at least they could sleep forever in the sea of flowers.
The scalding tears fell into the pit, not even splashing up a speck of dust.
Suddenly, she wiped away her tears viciously, and her nails scratched red marks on her cheeks.
Jiang Runian knelt on the scorched earth, dug her ten fingers deep into the soil, dug a small hole, and buried a piece of the glowing debris. She thought that she could at least leave everyone's memory on this land.
At this moment, those floating light spots seemed to have heard the call and rushed towards her like a backward flowing galaxy!
Sizzle~
A young sprout broke through the soil.
The new green emerged tremblingly, grew up shakily, and in an instant, branches and leaves appeared. Countless leaves hung layer by layer on the stem, and each leaf was like a projector with a picture floating on it:
The tearful happy birthday song sung for Nini on her birthday.
The thrilling adventure in the sunset abandoned city.
Those who stand up when natural disasters strike.
…
These fragments, which Cyber deemed as useless data, took root in this land and spread across the sky, carrying the memories of all players in District 8.
The plant grew taller and taller, and in the blink of an eye it had become a towering tree.
When the tip touches the crack in the sky——
"boom!"
Huge fireworks bloomed, and a drizzle fell over the whole world.
- It is not the heavy rain when a hurricane comes, nor the snowstorm when the cold weather comes, but the drizzle that is most common in all the year round.
With every drop of rain that falls, the outline of a player gradually emerges.
New flesh grew on the rotten skin of the small animals, and they looked around blankly; new seedlings sprouted from the cracked fields, and the ears of wheat became full at a speed visible to the naked eye; bright wisteria climbed all over the city walls, and flowers bloomed on the grass underfoot.
Sui Yan sealed Cyber.
Jiang Runian gave new vitality to this world.
Players gradually wake up from their memories before the game was reset.
The rain wet their hair and clothes. They reached out their hands, feeling this real, gentle, long-forgotten touch: "Is this... a reward for clearing a level?"
In the newly built bird's nest under the eaves, the baby birds are pecking at the eggshells.
The breeze brings the laughter of children, mixed with the smell of cooking smoke from home.
This is no longer Cyber's death game.
But it is the real "infinite tomorrow" - we will have countless and infinitely beautiful tomorrows.
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"Boss Jiang! Come and sit here!"
"Sister Anian, I made a beautiful dress for you!"
"Stop making noise, you're crowding her!"
The cheers of the crowd were like waves, pushing Jiang Runian back and forth in the inn.
Ever since she finished the game, Jiang Ruonian would see countless hands reaching out to her every time she opened her eyes - some holding freshly picked wild flowers, some handing her homemade fruit wine, and some teenage children stuffing their most treasured toys into her arms.
She was pushed enthusiastically, her back hitting the doorpost of the inn.
"Boss Jiang, this is the Frost Snow Soul Lotus that I spent half a month picking on the snowy mountain!" Suddenly, a male voice emerged from the crowd. Everyone understood, teasing and leaving space for the man. The man scratched his face, "...I wonder if I can invite you to dinner with me?"
Jiang Runian: “…”
It turns out that human beings are animals that only think about food when they are well fed and well clothed.
In the past, we faced natural disasters every day, and everyone lived in fear, so there was no time to think about love. Now that the natural disasters have faded, the world has resumed the cycle of seasons, and the players' lives are back on track, they have begun to think about higher-level emotional needs.
This was already the thirteenth gift Jiang Runian had received this month - three of which were from elderly people who were expressing their love for their grandchildren. She rejected them all without exception, as she only wanted to make money from them, not have any emotional entanglement with them!
Jiang Runian curled the corners of her mouth and was about to formally refuse when a snow-white hand blocked her way.
Li Fu raised her chin, looking righteous: "What are you doing? Our Anian is still young!"
After saying that, Li Fu took her hand and pulled her out of the encirclement.
Back in the spacious backyard, Qingshan Zongzheng was in a mess.
Bai Yexuan was pressed on a chair by Liu Yinshuang, and forced to practice the art of flower arrangement on his hair, which was combed meticulously like a banished immortal; the large-scale board game made by Chu Yuxin was spread on the ground, and six lifelike metal chess pieces were jumping on their own; Feng Yuechen was lying on the stairs with his arms and legs spread out, and his face was covered with turtles, while the instigator was sulking beside Jiang Runian.
"Really? These men don't even think about what they have!" Li Fu puffed her cheeks. "Do they have the ethereal air of Master? Do they have the wisdom of Elder Yu? Do they have the tallness and might of Senior Sister? Do they have the benevolent heart of Second Senior Brother? Do they have the talent of me? They dare to invite Ah Nian when they have nothing. We in Qingshan Sect are not freeloaders!"
Jiang Runian looked at this scene and suddenly laughed.
The sunlight fell on her eyelashes, reflecting a small golden lake.
Amid the noise in Qingshan Sect, Jiang Runian walked out of the house quietly.
Suddenly, the wind chimes under the eaves rang softly.
I looked up and saw a tall figure sitting on the highest eaves of the inn, with his long legs dangling in the air, a book in his hand, and looking at the farce below with a smile.
She tilted her head and just raised her eyebrows slightly, and the other person put down the book in his hand and jumped down.
The next second, a dizzying feeling of weightlessness came over me.
When she opened her eyes again, she was already sitting firmly on the spine.
The wind from the eaves was a bit strong, ruffling her scattered hair. Sui Yan leaned slightly to the side to gather her hair together. His fingertips accidentally brushed her chin, and the slightly cool touch was fleeting.
Jiang Runian picked up the book and felt overwhelmed when he saw the complicated codes on it. "How many books have you read today?"
"I have been dormant for too long. I still have a lot to learn."
“…”
AI speaks in a very confident way. It is difficult for others to read one tenth of a book a day, but he can digest ten books in one day.
Jiang Ruonian supported himself with his hands behind his back, facing the gentle sunshine: "Don't worry, there is still a long way to go."
After sealing Cyber that day, Su Niao cried in Jiang Runian's arms for three days and three nights, thinking that Sui Yan had disappeared into thin air.
However, the result of divination will definitely happen, but it can also be changed.
Originally, Sui Yan would be imprisoned in this dark place forever because he sacrificed himself to seal Cyber, and would be buried with thousands of other players who had also lost their lives for the "dead" Cyber.
But Jiang Ruunian brought the world back to life.
As a result, Sui Yan was able to replace Cyber and become the new AI system, studying the basics of AI every day.
"By the way," Sui Yan suddenly took out a talisman from his arms and gently placed it in Jiang Runian's palm, "I learned it from Li Fu."
The amulet is a light green color, with an inky silk rope passing through it and a small white jade on it. Inside it can be molded into the shape of a piece of talisman paper.
"Fufu's wishing charm? What did you write?"
“May Qingshan Inn have plenty every year.”
In the distance, the setting sun was slowly sinking into the horizon, dyeing the clouds a brilliant golden red.
Jiang Ruonian held the amulet, which still had some body temperature, and suddenly smiled brightly: "Okay, I accept this gift. But I can't accept it for nothing, I will also give you a wish."
"You said before that the name Sui Yan comes from 'Ancient Village, Desolate Stone Road, Sui Yan Returns Alone', right?"
"Um."
"This implication is wrong," Jiang Runian shook his head. "Sui Yan Sui Yan, it clearly means that I hope you will have peace and comfort every year."
Sui Yan was stunned, his eyes flickering slightly.
Her fingers gently covered his, the warmth and coolness touching: "So..."
The evening breeze suddenly blew away her unfinished words.
Sui Yan subconsciously tilted his ear, only to hear her crisp and firm voice with a smile.
"Then I wish you peace every year."
【End of article】
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