Chapter 110 Brother, can you recognize me? * …
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Now that I think about it, it is indeed strange.
The reason why people in the game world and outside the game world can connect their memories is that they belong to the same person's mental power. But artificial intelligence does not have mental power.
In the game, two artificial intelligences appear in the form of Michael and Lucifer, who are independent of each other but interconnected.
But in the world outside the game, only Remiel, the president of the game company, is responsible for the operation, so what about the other part? Thinking about the situation of the mastermind and the knight commander, I suddenly understood what the mastermind said.
Could it be that the light brain Remiel is the Knight Commander's second personality? No, no, no, in the memories I saw before, the second personality was violent, cold, bloodthirsty and cruel, while the main brain Remiel looked normal no matter how you looked at it.
I tried to hypnotize myself, but I couldn't help but think of Samuel. Isn't this guy pretending to be a decent person outside? The more I thought about it, the more it made sense. I couldn't help but hiss. I vaguely understood why the light brain Remiel became more and more agitated after coming back this time, and did something so out of character.
Because in the game, he is supposed to be the second personality that acts recklessly.
"So your personality outside is all fake?"
"Not exactly. If you want, I can tell you slowly later. There's someone waiting over there, why don't you answer him first?"
I wanted to ask him the truth, but I had to admit that he was right. The gaze behind me almost pierced a hole. I turned around and met the Knight Commander's gaze. I sighed in my heart.
It was really terrible. Where should I start? I touched the tip of my nose and had to ask him, "Do you want to talk somewhere else? We can't just stand here forever."
The knight commander's eyelashes trembled, and then he came back to his senses from silence and led me to the camp. I followed him and only saw his back. He was tall and straight, like a towering mountain covered with falling snow.
"...Remiel, are you angry?"
"You must be joking. Why should I be angry with you?"
The knight answered calmly, without looking back at me. We entered the forest, and he took me to an empty area without stopping. Then he looked back at me and said, "What do you want to tell me?"
The sun shines on his golden hair, casting a soft golden glow. The ends of his hair softly stick to his cheeks, like an angel descending to the earth. There is complexity in his sea-blue eyes. We look at each other, and for a moment, nothing is said. I take a deep breath and hear my own voice.
"... Remiel, I know what I'm going to say next is incredible, but it's all true. Have you ever thought that this world is just a game, and you and I are just NPCs in it?"
Human suffering is arranged by God, and NPC suffering is given by the creator. But for the people in the game, is this real? I told those secrets, just like squeezing a juicy fruit, splashing out bright red blood. It splashed on us like pearls and jade, dyeing the words sharper than a knife red.
"In fact, those believers are players, and in another world, there is another you..."
I told him everything. Including the other world and the real world, the identity of the real [Remiel] and my relationship with him, and the situation of other people. I told him everything. While I was telling him, I stared at his face, trying to see what he was thinking.
Remiel's expression was sometimes serious, sometimes shocked, and finally fell into a long silence. I was a little unsure of his thoughts. These were indeed a bit beyond the scope for someone who had always lived in the game. Remiel struggled to sort out the clues.
"...Sorry, I need some time to digest this... In other words, everyone else... knows about this, but I'm the only one who doesn't know?"
I lowered my head and said, "I'm sorry, their memories are connected to each other, but yours are not. I never knew how to tell you."
"...I see. That is to say, you didn't hide it on purpose, and I wasn't excluded..."
The beautiful blue eyes looked at me, and after listening to me, they lightened up slightly. I thought my conscience had been eaten by Samuel a long time ago, but I didn't expect it to still hurt. This is all the fault of the mastermind, the other you, and Xia Pingan... Guilt surged in my heart, and Remiel added the last straw that broke the camel's back.
"I don't quite understand what you're saying, but if this world is a game world, I have something to ask of you... Since this world is set up, can my sister recover? It doesn't matter what happens to me, as long as she can recover..."
His chest rose and fell, and his voice was a little hoarse. At this moment, the person standing in front of me was no longer the Knight Commander of the Glorious Church, but a brother who loved his sister.
My heart ached, and I thought of the time I spent with him. Our winter was very cold, and we had no money to buy firewood for heating, so we had to huddle together for warmth. Remiel would always pile the quilt on me as much as possible, wanting to wrap me into a warm cocoon. Even though that time was very short, it is an unforgettable memory for him and me.
Yes, since this world is set, then in theory, changing the program is just a matter of manual labor.
But as a younger sister, I really don’t dare to say it out loud.
He almost fell to his knees. I quickly held him up. His throat moved, but he didn't dare to tell the truth. I could only shout for help in my heart: "Did you see this? You are like this, Remiel, quickly restore his sister!"
"Aren't you my sister? How can I recover if you're not here?"
The mastermind Remiel sighed, "That identity is prepared for you. Just like a parallel world, the individuals in and outside the game world are corresponding and unique. For example, if you come to the real world and meet Xia Ping'an, it will lead to his awakening. Since Michael and Lucifer are already in the game. The appearance of Remiel is like you going to another world. As time goes by, bugs will always appear. And when a bug is born, you will definitely find the game exit button. As for everything else, it is just to fill in the logic in the middle. Whether it is Remiel who becomes a paladin, or his sister."
So, when a baby named Parka opened his eyes during the game, everything was set.
This world was created for you. All the joys, sorrows, loves, hates, and kindnesses revolve around one person.
The blond knight still looked at me expectantly, his eyes clear and warm. I vaguely thought of rabbits. It is said that rabbits are very tolerant of pain. Even if they bleed or get sick, they will silently endure it, unwilling to expose their tender and bleeding insides. When people find out that they are abnormal, they are already terminally ill.
"Remire..."
I couldn't help but take a step forward and suddenly reached out to hug him. He was stunned for a few seconds before patting my back in response. I put my ear against his chest and heard his deafening heartbeat.
"What's wrong?"
A gentle voice came into my ears, with genuine concern. I unconsciously lowered my voice, and was a little nervous: "What if I lied to you?"
"If you lie to me, there must be a compelling reason. I will first ask you what's going on. As long as it's reasonable, I can accept it." His palm stopped on my hair and said softly. "I have thought about this problem. You lied to me just because I am not good enough to solve your problems. I will continue to work hard until I really become someone you can trust and rely on."
"What if it's something really important?"
The warm palm on my hair paused for a moment. Remiel's voice was slow and gentle. It was like a fluffy quilt that had been exposed to the sun, and every strand of cotton wool was filled with the scent of the sun.
"Again, I believe you have your reasons. However, I would be happy if you are willing to discuss it with me. Just like this time... As long as it is what you say, no matter how incredible it is, I am willing to try to understand it."
There are always some people in the world who are willing to prioritize the feelings of others even if they themselves are going through hardships. They are called idiots, fools, and all kinds of names, but it is because of such people that people feel that the world is not so bad.
That's the kind of person Lemuel is. From the first time we met, he has always been there for me, in bad times and otherwise.
Humility, honesty, mercy, bravery, justice, sacrifice, honor, soul.
Even if the world is gradually getting worse. Players' aesthetics have long been confused. Even if they knew Samuel's true character, they would probably only sigh that the contrast is so cool. But the real knight still sticks to the principles, chooses to be gentle when he can question, and forgives with kindness when he can be angry.
The wind blew through our hair, and the fragrance of flowers in the wind intoxicated our bones. Remiel didn't know what I was struggling with, but he still held me in his arms. His embrace was warm and not aggressive, and his body temperature penetrated through the thin fabric and penetrated into my skin, just like him, making me feel at ease.
"If this makes you feel painful, then don't tell me. I do want to know the truth, but it shouldn't be based on someone's pain, whether it's you or someone else. If hurt is the price of knowing the truth, then I would rather know nothing."
"You're so kind - so kind. I don't know what I can do to be right. If I tell you the truth, it might hurt you. But it wouldn't be fair to you to keep it a secret."
I sighed with a mixture of sighing and bitterness, and my chest seemed to be slightly electrocuted by something. My heart was hot and soft, and it turned into water. Okay, okay, I admit that I lost. I shouldn't have hidden it from him. For a person like him, deception is worse than murder. What's more, I was the one who knew him best.
——Always.
I always think about one thing: What if other people knew what was happening in the real world? What if they knew that all their sufferings were caused by me? How would they see me if they knew that this love and affection was so illusory?
Perhaps this is why I have never wanted to tell the truth. Even if hiding it will make things worse, before it is exposed, isn't everything still safe and sound?
But Lemuel was different.
He is different from everyone else.
He will not abandon me, will not hurt me. He - no matter which one of them is my protector. There may be differences in thoughts and words, but no matter what, they will stand by my side.
In the silence, I heard my own voice, as if my blood was flowing like a river. I stroked his cheek with my palm, just like those quiet nights when we lay on the bed in the thatched hut. The moonlight shone through the window onto half of his face, and I stretched out my fingers to outline the contours. This was a game we never got tired of.
"I'm sorry... I kept it a secret from you, Remiel. I actually know a lot more about your sister than you think."
"...Brother, can you still recognize me?"
A familiar name, the same tone as before. When I asked the last sentence, Remiel's pupils suddenly contracted.
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