Another Life: Elf Archer

Nian Nian couldn't be sure whether she was awake or not. She "saw" the darkness in front of her and couldn't see her fingers. She also realized in a daze that she had lost her hands, so naturally she couldn't see her fingers.

By mobilizing the nerves, the tingling and sluggishness traveled like electric currents. He concentrated on observing, endured the pain, and used his will to trace the system image composed of electric currents. Finally, Niannian finally found out his current situation on the edge of coma.

Her consciousness is still there, but her body has disappeared, her memory is intermittent, and her five senses are gone, just like a long, long time ago when she was lying in the recuperation cabin as an undead body, but her consciousness survived in different machines.

At that time, there were many external parts that served as eyes, ears, mouth and nose to help her understand the environment, but this situation now reminded her of the confusion before she was sent to Country H.

Before recalling past experiences and insights from memory for comparison, the nervous system that had just been activated by wisps of tiny currents felt as if it was overloaded. The moment of severe pain caused Nian Nian to fall into a desperate pause, and his consciousness , feelings and memories seem to have been melted and fused together. There are obviously thousands of connections, but they seem to be empty. Things that have happened in the past have lost their foundation and are floating in the future that is not known when. The expectations for the future And the plan is rooted in a completely unrelated causal logic, as if echoing in the distant past.

Nian Nian cannot "recognize" himself, nor can he "recognize" the environment he is in. He only feels that the surroundings are extremely dark and silent. This familiar experience seems to come from memory, but also like some kind of prophecy.

Time is immeasurable, and I am unwilling to indulge in this kind of chaos and ignorance every year. I can only activate the only remaining feeling at this moment over and over again: pain.

Thinking, recalling, understanding, analyzing, in different ways and from different angles, hit the still stagnant nervous system, and the stinging pain from the feedback has gradually restored some sanity every year.

Stretching, folding, rotating, pruning, the electric current flowing in the nervous system is shaped and restored into a human form year by year. With the return of the internal organs, seven orifices and limbs, the memory data carried within the functions of these organs are also sorted out. Once the order is clear, the sense of time and space is immediately restored. When you blink, an instant passes by. When you clench your fist and raise your elbow, you will know that your surroundings are narrow.

There is no sense of suffocation, but the sense of confinement close to the body cannot be faked. Darkness is still darkness, but this darkness can already be classified as a color rather than a metaphor.

After fully waking up, Nian Nian immediately realized with great joy that it was not her unremitting self-rescue that was effective, but that her life had been spared for the time being.

Recalling this unknown period of confusion and struggle in the past, Nian Nian also felt a trace of fear in her heart. She was basically sure that if she allowed the pain that penetrated into every inch of her nerves to continue to torture, it would be called "Nian Nian". I'm afraid her "nian" self will have to be whitewashed and reshaped, just like the "Mianmian" she gave up due to pain.

For unpleasant memories, human beings can subconsciously choose to forget. At that time, she was not dead yet, and the self-protection belonging to human beings was quietly activated, so that the details about that experience have long been buried deep in the soul, but it is the same again The experience has lost the protection of being a human being. It stirs the soul, breaks the heart, and breaks the liver and gallbladder. It is like falling into an abyss or being trapped in cooking oil.

Every year, I grit my teeth and re-seal these two memories, forcing myself to recall some happy and joyful past events to cover them. Ordinary warm daily life is not effective. In the end, those passionate feelings when I was with Qi Youfeng became the A strong dose of medicine slightly raised the corners of his bloodless lips into a straight line.

"woke up"

The bright light broke into the darkness, and Nian Nian found the light source. He was about to speak, but couldn't find his own voice. He nodded casually, regardless of whether the person could see it or not.

A small window opened silently, not too far nor too close, just enough for Nian Nian to clearly see the expression of the person framed in the window.

From the chest down to the top of the head, at first glance, it looks like a solitary head floating in the air. This window is so pitifully small that Nian Nian can't help but think of the scene of standing outside the cell door and visiting the prisoner through the window.

"Do you still remember who you are? Do you still know me?"

Albert, who came to visit the prison, saw no response from Nian Nian. He couldn't help but feel annoyed and asked hurriedly.

"Year. Albert."

Recalling my own voice, I opened my mouth every year, but I couldn't be sure whether the voice was just echoing in my mind or whether it had been transmitted and received.

Fortunately, Albert's reaction was more obvious. The breath he was holding relaxed, and the frown between his eyebrows also relaxed.

The data impact had lasted for nearly five hours. Monitoring showed that the fluctuations in the consciousness data of the year were getting slower and slower. Albert did not dare to gamble and quickly stopped the attack. He ordered his colleagues in the project team to build cells, and he came to visit in person. Let’s talk about the situation of the prisoners.

The back door in Nian Nian's hand has been completely blocked, but the control of this back door belongs to Nian Nian after all. Nian Nian can directly contact "Frankenstein" through this channel, the cell and the shackles. How to design requires careful consideration.

Fortunately, I don't know if the previous attack was too violent and prolonged, and it took a long time for Nian Nian to regain consciousness. During this time, Albert and his colleagues also determined the location of the cell.

"Where am I now?"

Every year, I just feel that I can't move. There is a transparent barrier in front of the window where Albert appears. His images have also changed from real to virtual, from realistic photos to pigmented compositions, as vivid as ever, just like a Refracted projection.

The data signal she sent through the backdoor was like a stone's throw, with no response.

She could still feel her connection with the underlying data of the game world, but she could not contact the "Frankenstein", the main system of Kingdom H, which was nested outside. She traced it carefully and found a temporarily embedded signal recognition program.

This automatic blocking signal recognition program is not difficult to defeat.

Through the window, Nian Nian looked at Albert who was not worried at all. He gave up after briefly trying it.

If she can break through it, Albert can re-embed it. This kind of tug-of-war will only waste time. Everyone is an administrator, and no one can completely remove anyone's permissions.

So

"You put me back into the game world"

"Yeah." Albert's response was very helpless.

In order to restore the memory data of the twins, Nian Nian connected the underlying data of the game world with "Frankenstein", which provided Albert with a counterattack path. At this time, Nian Nian needed to be imprisoned. Albert was 100% Since he was worried about putting her under the direct supervision of "Frankenstein", he could only take a roundabout way and set up the cell in a relatively independent game world with a few more layers of seals.

"You should have a lot of things to explain to me," he paused, then added Nian Nian, "and ask questions."

"You think I'm here to chat with you?" Albert snorted.

"You tell me, I'll listen." Nian Nian answered the question cheerfully.

Albert frowned: "I have nothing to say to you."

"Don't all villains like to do some psychological analysis and detailed plot explanation in the final chapter?"

Nian Nian has no intention of letting him go. She is in urgent need of some fresh communication activities to divert her attention, otherwise those painful memories that have been suppressed will come out to cause trouble again, not to mention this virtual body that has been refilled with memory data. She was still recovering. She had no bones and no skin. She was still basically an empty frame built with countless characters and numbers. The consciousness that was the first to recover was even worse. The weird itching when reshaping flesh and blood was really unbearable for her.

"You mean, I'm the villain?" Albert asked funnyly.

"Look at my miserable state, and look at your complacency, what do you think?" Nian Nian was exaggeratedly surprised.

"Judging from my behavior and motivations, I definitely can't be called a villain." Albert turned his head and waved his hand quickly back, as if to clear the place.

"You arrested and imprisoned an innocent little girl like me for no reason, and you will do this to me later, are you sure?"

"Innocent for no reason." Albert's gaze shifted back to somewhere outside the window, half-smiling.

Nian Nian sighed slightly: "Okay, it's just a little prank. Who would have thought that you would be so stingy and go to such great lengths to fight."

Albert looked solemn, his eyes were stern, and after a moment he sneered: "You want to find out what happened to the outside world?"

Nian Nian smiled and said: "Yes, I know you have set a trap, but if there is no special reason, you don't dare to touch me easily."

There is a risk in arresting herself. Not only her, but Albert must also be afraid. If something happens to her, Albert will either cover up his existence tightly or leave his name in the development of science. on the list of sinners in history.

"There are three reasons. First, I don't want you to continue to destroy the balance of this game world, which is the hard work of many of us."

Albert's projection raised his hand and tapped the window frame, ripples rippled in the void, and a rusty iron door formed outward from the window.

"Yes, I admit that, but my destructive power definitely does not pose a big threat." His feet felt cold, and he lowered his head and saw the ground paved with stone bricks.

Albert ignored Nian Nian's interjection: "Second, to prove that this virtual world must continue to exist and needs to be further developed."

Nian Nian captured a lot of information from this sentence, and his eyes flashed slightly.

The game world or Albert's project team has encountered a major crisis. I'm afraid it has become the focus of news from the outside world. An explanation must be given. If this is an ordinary game, it can be shut down for maintenance, but here it is different. And this is enough to convince all the strange voices that the difference is the existence of this new "human being".

So......

"Third, compared to Simil, I am naturally more willing to hand you over as evidence."

Albert's voice was cold and hard, and a bit of cold air came out from the cracks in the bricks of the newly built cell, causing goosebumps all over Nian Nian's body.

The cell was small, just wide enough for Nian Nian to turn around. The iron door creaked on the masonry floor as it approached. Nian Nian couldn't help but retreat, but hit a cold wall. Looking back, the bricks of the stone wall were White frost has formed between the seams.

The iron door stopped one step in front of Nian Nian, with four loud clanging sounds, and four locks on all sides of the iron door. The cold wind mixed with snowflakes blew in through the small window, and soon Nian Nian's double door was blown away. Her feet were frozen to the ground, as if she had been put on a pair of ice boots.

No measures were taken every year, Zuo was just restricted in her movements, as long as her mind was not frozen.

"You can't control my thoughts. If I reveal Simil's existence and your secret in public, how will you treat me then?"

Facing Nian Nian's bright smile, Albert looked calm and said firmly: "You won't tell."

Nian Nian's eyebrows are raised: "How can you be sure?"

Albert sneered: "Nian Nian, your layout of the Seven Deadly Sins is indeed clever, but haven't you noticed that you are also a part of it?"

Every year he was stunned by what he said, and he blurted out: "How do you say that?"

"Because you are the most arrogant person. Regardless of the feelings of others, you are selfish and self-righteous. You regard yourself as a great savior. You are proud of the forbearance and sacrifice you designed, and you even regard your inner struggle and pain as satisfaction. A medal of your own vanity.”

Albert spoke slowly, word by word, looking at his face that was getting paler with each passing year, he felt a faint sense of joy in his heart.

After being made trouble every year for so long, he finally let out a bad breath.

"However," the topic changed, Albert smiled lightly and praised, "It is precisely because you are such a good person who is willing to take everything on your shoulders that you regard the future development of this virtual world as your own. He regards Simil and Adam as friends who need to protect and guide him, and treats the Christmas Clown Mercenary Group and all other familiar people as if they are fragile."

Albert's voice was as gentle as water, and his words fell lightly into Nian Nian's ears like a critical word:

"This is your nature, an indelible trait in your character. Therefore, even if I point it out clearly now, you will choose to sacrifice yourself for others after struggling in your heart, right?"

"Think about Simir, think about the Forest of Emery that you worked so hard to preserve, and then think about the Duke of Usher, Engus, Agate and the Pope. Are you willing to destroy this living world?"

"Think again about the efforts you made to get to the final trap. If you changed your mind on the spot, wouldn't you have to watch your hard work come to nothing?"