My Iyashikei Game

"Fu Sheng made so many helmets, each helmet seems to be used

Pass. "Han Fei took down the No. 1 helmet, and almost couldn't hold it firmly with his strength: "The helmet

The inner wall was severely damaged. These solidified debris should be flesh and blood. Who did Fu Sheng use this helmet for? "

Han Fei really wanted to know which unlucky guy had been targeted by Fu Sheng just like him.

"Some helmets can still be opened normally, and there seems to be something inside,

Do you want to try it? Du Jing looked at Han Fei kindly, but she was also curious.

"I..." Han Fei wasn't even afraid of hatred, but he had a deep psychological shadow on the game helmet of unknown origin.

After hesitating again and again, Han Fei decided to give it a try.

He lay on the operating table holding the heavy No. 1 helmet, connected all the lines, and slowly put the helmet on after all the indicator lights were on.

The world in front of him was pitch black and there was nothing. Han Fei felt as if he was locked in a room without light. He didn't know how big the room was, and he didn't know what the purpose of building this room was.

Stretching out his hands, Han Fei couldn't touch anything, but he could vaguely hear someone whispering.

It seemed to be unconscious sleep talking, and I couldn't hear it clearly.

Han Fei walked towards the direction of the sound. There seemed to be another person in the darkness. He stood facing Han Fei. He could see everything about Han Fei, but Han Fei couldn't see him.

"Fu Sheng? Old building manager?" Han Fei tried to call the other party, but the black shadow remained indifferent. He stood still and stared at Han Fei, obviously not moving, but no matter how Han Fei moved forward, the relationship between him and Han Fei was maintained. a distance.

This distance allowed Han Fei and Heiying to see each other, but they would never be able to touch each other.

A few minutes later, Du Jing was worried about Han Fei's accident, so she pressed the switch to make Han Fei exit the "game".

"What did you see?"

"In a completely dark room, there was a black figure standing there. He didn't hurt me, just kept looking at me like that." Han Fei couldn't figure it out: "Is he Fu Sheng?

Why don't you say anything? "

"Would you like to try another helmet?"

"Okay." Han Fei gradually became more courageous, and he successfully overcame his phobia of gaming helmets.

With the help of Du Jing, Han Fei tried to wear almost all the game helmets except for a few helmets that could not be activated. In each game helmet, there was a dark room, and a familiar yet unfamiliar black figure stood in the room.

"There's only one last helmet left." Han Fei went to the back of the shelf and took out the last gaming helmet from the metal box. This helmet looked like a new one, and its serial number was ninety-nine.

After connecting the lines, Han Fei lay flat on the operating table, and his consciousness quickly entered a mental room.

"Huh?"

The spiritual room No. 99 was different from the previous dark rooms. This room was blood-red. Han Fei felt as if he had been drawn into the brain of a "person".

"Since you have come here, it means that my soul has been completely wiped out, and all traces have been erased; it also means that you have obtained the approval of all ghosts and passed the test of all shrines..." Fu Sheng's voice came from not far away, Han Fei looked up, and there was a black figure standing beside the huge experimental table.

His body and face were erased, leaving only a blurry shadow.

"This is an "easter egg" I made. It is a little surprise I left for you by taking advantage of the loopholes of fate before I became unspeakable." Hei Ying stared at Han Fei, but seemed to be looking at something else , it will not communicate with Han Fei, it will only read the pre-set words.

"Being able to get here, you must have suffered a lot. You have brushed shoulders with death countless times, and you have suffered both physically and spiritually."

"I know how difficult it is for you, because even I, who gave you the game helmet, actually harbored malice. I tried to resurrect on your body more than once, but judging from the current results, I should have failed gone."

"For me, the knot

The situation is really a bit desperate, but people like us are used to despair. "

The black shadow moved forward step by step and stopped beside Han Fei. He stared at Han Fei, as if staring at everything he expected.

"We probably never had a good chat, and I never asked for your opinion. I also gave you the secret of becoming a god without authorization, making your already painful life even darker."

"I thought about a lot of words of apology and fantasized about changing my fate, but in the end I did nothing."

"Actually, I very much hope that you don't follow my old path. You should go to farther places and see more scenery."

"The future is entrusted to you. You are the most special one among all the black box owners. Everyone thinks that you can open the last layer of the black box."

The shadow with a blurred face continued to walk towards Han Fei. He and Han Fei collided, as if they had entered Han Fei's soul and did not come out again.

"Disappeared? Disappeared the moment you touched me?"

When Han Fei was still wondering, the blood-colored room became dim, and black shadows erased by fate came towards him one after another. Everyone had embraced the deepest despair, and everyone had hope forever.

They left no traces in this world, and the vague shadows seemed to be some kind of symbol.

Before the first black shadow entered Han Fei's body

After that, black shadows passed by Han Fei and disappeared completely.

Han Fei stared blankly at everything. Those black shadows seemed to be the previous owners of the black box. They appeared in front of Han Fei's eyes and disappeared behind him. Everyone was trying their best to bring Han Fei something.

The black box in the back of his head was gently opened, redemption and destruction coexisted, layer by layer, and various auras began to emerge from Han Fei's body. He seemed to have become the successor jointly selected by the previous owners of the black box.

The ghost pattern on his body has become extremely complex and precise, it seems to be the most tragic, magnificent and beautiful painting in the world.

The dark room disappeared, and the sun seemed to shine into my heart.

Han Fei took off the No. 99 helmet, and he tried to wear other game helmets, and all the shadows in the mental room disappeared.

"Only the most desperate person will have a black box, but every black box owner is using the most gentle way to preserve all hope and pass it on to the next successor."

Han Fei was sitting on the blood-stained operating table. After he got help from the previous owners of the black box, the previous owners of the black box would disappear completely. There would be no traces of them in the world. It would be as if they had never existed. Does anyone remember them. Even Han Fei, he only knew Fu Sheng.

Layers of black boxes were opened, but there was still a black box in the back of Han Fei's head, and he still didn't know what was in the box.

"Han Fei, what did you see?" It was the first time Du Jing saw Han Fei showing such a complicated expression.

"Everyone is obviously the most desperate person, why do you still believe in the existence of hope so much?" Han Fei took off the game helmet and gently placed his hand on the helmet.

"I don't know, but I think you are such a person." Du Jing smiled, and he looked at Han Fei as if he was looking at his own child: "No matter what the final result is, I think you have done a good job , if someone else comes over, they may not be as good as you.”

"That's true. Fu Sheng is still hesitating in the small building at level 18. I'm already killing him with hatred..." Han Fei looked at the room with some remembrance: "At first I regarded him as a mystery of the whole world, but later Only then did I realize that he gave me the key to becoming a god very early on."

Du Jing saw all of Han Fei's behavior in the room, and she saw another figure in Han Fei: "Let's go, you are still very young, and it's not time to miss the past."

Leaving Laboratory Zero, Han Fei mentioned another thing: "Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals is the world's number one in biotechnology, can you help me build a special game room, so that an active brain can enter the " In Perfect Life?"

"We made such an attempt a few years ago. The equipment is ready-made. Technically speaking, it is not difficult for us. It's just that entering the game now requires the permission of deep space technology.

We also need the identity of that brain. "Du Jing directly led Han Fei to another laboratory.

"The owner of that brain participated in the same batch of personality tests as me. His number was number two at the time. If there is no problem, I will bring him today." Han Fei needed the inhuman brainpower of number two.

"Have you ever participated in the personality test like you?" Du Jing seemed to not want too many outsiders to know about the personality test, she paused for a moment and said directly: "I will help you with the quota and equipment, but you can't tell others about it. "

"Don't worry, my mouth is very strict." Han Fei and the staff of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical left in a special truck. They took No. 2's brain to Du Jing's laboratory, and several expert teams jointly tried to send No. 2's consciousness to Into the "perfect life" game. While the expert team was busy, Han Fei was not idle. Following the clues given by Zhang Mingli, he came to a certain street in the old city.

The buildings here still look like decades ago. Although they look very old, they also give people a different kind of warmth.

Counting the house numbers, Han Fei stopped in front of an apartment building with a yard.

The courtyard is full of flowers, and there are a few old people playing cards at the door. The pace of life here is very slow and comfortable.

On the third floor, Han Fei knocked on the door, and a middle-aged woman with plain clothes came out.

Her actual age should be very old, but she looks younger.

The woman's appearance is relatively soft, and the first impression is very gentle, but there is deep pain and sadness hidden in her eyes. She seems to be afraid that her bad emotions will affect others, so she has not shown it.

"Excuse me, are you Xuan Xiaoxiao?" Compared with the nightmare, the woman is much more mature, and Han Fei didn't recognize it at the first time.

"En." The woman nodded puzzled.

"Look at me carefully, do you feel that you have seen me in a dream? What I want to say next is very important to you." Han Fei pointed to his face.

The woman frowned. She felt that it was impolite for Han Fei to say that. She thought Han Fei was just a handsome psychopath.

She stared at Han Fei as he was about to close the door, and suddenly felt that Han Fei's face was really familiar. She seemed to have seen it in a special dream!

"I was in the same car as Zhang Mingli. He was injured. I drove him to you." Han Fei just wanted to show his identity, but as soon as Zhang Mingli uttered the words, the woman's hidden emotions disappeared. I can't hold back anymore.

After the woman finally calmed down, Han Fei continued to speak. He told everything about Zhang Mingli to prove that he was not a liar: "I can take you to see him, but now the game "Perfect Life" can advance or not, after you log in the game , maybe temporarily..."

"It's okay." The woman hurried into the house, and came out with a passbook and a few bank cards. Now few people still use the settlement tools of the old era: "These are all my savings, which should be enough to buy one Is it a game?"

"Aren't you afraid that I'm a liar?" Han Fei glanced at the woman's home. It was simple, clean and warm. There were many photos of her and her students hanging on the wall. This female teacher has sponsored many students: "The "Perfect Life" I still have the supporting game equipment at home, I can give you a set, and I will help you get the login permission as soon as possible.”

After obtaining the woman's consent, Han Fei took her to the Immortal Laboratory and arranged the woman's game room near No. 2, so that if the woman could not quit the game, someone would take care of her.

After finishing his work, Han Fei ran to the police station. He was the last student of Teacher Li Xue. Even if the police are very busy now, there will be someone to receive him.

After informing the police of the existence of the eleven Nightmare Shrine decision makers, Han Fei obtained two more places of authority through the police. In addition, he inquired about the information he had sent to the police this morning.

It is said that the information brought out from the shallow world has attracted the attention of the police and deep space technology, and the relevant departments are studying it overnight.

As time goes by, the situation in Xinhu has become very unstable. Four million players are trapped in the game, and more and more brain-dead patients appear. Their families are worried and afraid every day.

Public opinion is exploited by villains,

Deep Space Technology and Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals are now extremely passive, and the spiritual paradise they have built with all their efforts has become a death cage. This result is unacceptable to everyone.

The longer the delay, the greater the possibility of a collapse. The senior management of several major companies and the managers of Xinhu have not closed their eyes for a long time.

Han Fei could also clearly feel the chill. It had only been a few days, and the night in Xinhu had become deserted, and there were fewer cars on the road after nine o'clock.

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