I became a system virus

Yi Qiubai: "Let's go out first."

People looked around vigilantly.

The huge gallery was strangely empty, and they were so scared that they didn't dare to lift their feet for a while.

Later, a "sizzling" electric current sounded suddenly, and the system that pretended to be dead could finally work normally.

"Congratulations to the player for successfully clearing the No. [-] copy. To prevent the player from entering the painting again, please strictly follow the arrows to leave the gallery and go to the No. [-] transfer station."

A string of green arrows appeared on the wall, and everyone's hanging hearts finally fell.

Someone complained: "The system's mind is broken. If we ran around without knowing it at the beginning and ran into the painting again, wouldn't it be a big loss?"

The magic stick said: "Don't compare blindly, let's go out of the gallery first."

The interior of the gallery is very complicated, and the green arrow will disappear soon.

People don't dare to be distracted, and they move forward while gnawing on it.

Mo walked for about 10 minutes before they saw the exit of the gallery, and they all rushed out.

The signboard of the No. [-] transfer station is on the side of the road, and the five-person group exchanges props with each other.

Shen stick and others disappeared one after another.

Yi Qiubai looked around and said, "This time I have to rest for two days."

Wu Yue: "How about resting for ten days?"

Gao Ye: "It's up to you."

Fatty: "Next time you guys choose a dungeon, I'm a bit unlucky, so don't bother everyone."

Xiang Qiang: "You are self-aware."

Wu Yue: "Let me choose, choose my lucky number nineteen."

Takano: "You mean our next dungeon is NO.19 dungeon?"

Wu Yue nodded.

Takano: "Then NO.19."

A few minutes later, the No. [-] transit station arrived, which was an express hotel.

Xiang Qiang asked: "Are you gathering at the door after the information is updated?"

Yi Qiubai: "If you have anything to do, just call the team. I just want to sleep and lie down."

Takano: "Second."

Yi Qiubai's house number is 704, Gaoye's is 203, and the two separated after entering.

After taking the elevator to the seventh floor, Yi Qiubai entered his room, took a hot shower, and while drying his hair in a bathrobe, the sound of the system sounded.

"Congratulations to player 168 for successfully passing level seven..."

Yi Qiubai tried to talk to it, and said coldly: "Can you not use the tone of a dead father to report the player's happiest thing?"

system:"……"

It seemed to be in confusion, and for a while forgot how to report.

Yi Qiubai: "For example, change the voice of a woman?"

The system held back.

After a long time, it really changed to a female voice, very sweet, even whiny, the kind that makes people's bones go soft.

"Congratulations to player 168 for successfully passing Level 1. You have obtained... [-] point in the 'Picture-in-Picture' instance."

Yi Qiubai: "???"

The system continued to say in a cloyingly sweet voice: "Player 168 forced the system to be feminized with improper demands, which caused psychological damage to the system. One point will be deducted as a punishment. I hope the player will reflect on himself."

Yi Qiubai: "..."

System: "Player number 168 remains unchanged, please continue to work hard!"

Yi Qiubai: "..."

"Now it's time to extract the memory data. Player 168 will have two pieces of memory data loaded."

"Data loading……"

Suddenly there was a woman in the room, about 50 years old.

She has eyebrows and eyes similar to Yi Qiubai's, but her face is haggard, and her haggardness cannot be concealed.

The young man in the ward was skinny, with tubes all over his body.

The woman stood at the door looking at him, as if she wanted to say something to him, but finally chose to remain silent.

Not long after, two burly strange men came forward, and one of them said, "It's time, let's go."

The woman was silent for a while, and followed them away obediently.

The young man in the ward watched her leave, and his breathing became short of breath.

He struggled angrily, but he couldn't break free from the shackles of his sick body.

Desperate emotions turned into tears and filled the eyes, which could not be restrained from falling.

She never came back.

Won't be coming back either.

For some reason, seeing this parting, Yi Qiubai felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, unable to spit out or swallow, the lump stuck in his throat.

"Player 168's first memory data has been loaded."

"The second memory data is loading..."

Visual transformation, the modernly decorated residents' rooms are spacious and comfortable, but the atmosphere inside is a bit bad.

A tall black man wearing sunglasses, sitting on the sofa smoking a cigar, behind him stood a row of European and American men in black suits.

The old man in the wheelchair was gray-haired, and Yi Qiubai couldn't see his face clearly.

The two sides started fighting without saying a word, and the two nurses beside the old man fought fiercely with the group of Europeans and Americans, and the scene became extremely chaotic.

Suddenly there was a "bang", the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window was broken, and the old man was pushed down.

There was a loud noise from below, which startled Yi Qiubai a lot.

A large amount of blood gushed out, the old man convulsed and died on the spot.

Yi Qiubai tried hard to recognize his appearance, but it was always blurry.

"Player 168's second memory data has been loaded."

Yi Qiubai couldn't recover for a long time.

His mind was full of question marks.

Why did they kill an old man?

Who is that old man?

After turning off the hair dryer, he recalled all the memory data he had obtained from beginning to end.

Currently there is only one old man inside, the sick professor, could it be him who died?

And the woman who left, their eyebrows and eyes are very similar, are they immediate relatives?

Yi Qiubai fell on the bed and thought deeply, recalling the medical records printed in the No. [-] Middle School Affiliated Hospital last time, there was a person's signature in it——Gu Chunhua.

Could that woman be her?

In confusion, Takano sent a message asking for his memory data.

Yi Qiubai replied briefly.

Takano also seemed unable to figure out what happened to the old man who was pushed out of the window.

Yi Qiubai said helplessly: "I'm a little afraid of memory data now, the more I explore, the bigger the mystery, and the process is very bad."

Gao Ye: "Your past experience seems to be more complicated than ordinary people."

Yi Qiubai: "Will your data have a blurry background?"

Takano: "Why do you ask that?"

Yi Qiubai: "I feel that sometimes my memory data has been processed, just like the old man who fell to his death. I still can't see his face clearly."

Takano: "..."

Yi Qiubai: "Is the memory data really the memory fragments extracted from our brain by the system?"

Takano: "Yes, it was just disrupted by random segmentation."

Yi Qiubai: "Will it be tampered with?"

Takano: "Probably not, unless it is specifically targeted." After a pause, "The system has a large number of players and a lot of memory data. Under normal circumstances, it should not have time to tamper with it. If it finds that a player is abnormal, it will probably directly Take it out, it's more efficient."

Yi Qiubai: "What if it was tampered with before entering the system?"

Takano: "..."

This question was beyond his cognition, and he didn't know how to answer it for a while.

It's incredible to think about it.

If there is technology that can interfere with the composition of human memory, wouldn't the world be in chaos?

But looking at it from another angle, those people can even design such a weird thing as a system, which seems to be impossible in the current technological field of human beings.

After that, the two stopped discussing, and both seemed to be in a daze of ignorance about the future.

Yi Qiubai closed his eyes, the image of the woman's withered face and the old man's death was endless in his mind.

He was really curious, wondering what the old man had to do with him, and why it appeared in his memory, did he see it with his own eyes when he died?

Unbelievable!

With his head full of confusion, Yi Qiubai covered his head and fell asleep.

For this group of players, after experiencing the physical and mental blows of brushing dungeons, the tranquility of the transfer station really helps to restore physical strength and energy to prepare for the start of the next war.

With the higher the experience value of brushing the dungeon, the time period for them to rest at the transfer station can be longer.

This is a good thing for players.

The problem is that humans are inert by nature, and the longer they rest, the duller their sensitivity becomes.

After all, a comfortable environment is more likely to corrupt people's hearts.

The person who first developed this mentality was Xiang Qiang, who found that just five days of doing nothing had completely worn him down.

I was able to survive before because I had to wait for Yi Qiubai and the others, but now I have no goal and my whole body is not right.

Xiang Qiang expressed this idea.

Surprisingly, Wu Yue also agreed.

She is a little more serious than him, and even has panic, fearing that after getting used to a comfortable environment, she will die if she cannot adjust in the next round.

Everyone gathered together to discuss.

The fat man was also quite bored, and said: "It's really boring without entertainment at the transfer station, and I just sleep every day."

Yi Qiubai: "Can you try the free one?"

They waved their hands again and again, not wanting to hang up too quickly.

Gao Ye: "Then enter the copy, it's not bad to play with NPCs."

Everyone: "..."

Fatty: "Brother Ye, why do many things change in your mouth?"

Gao Ye glanced at him sideways, as if remembering something, and said, "You should ask 168 carefully, why can we all gain points, but he hasn't changed?"

After he mentioned it, people remembered and all looked at Yi Qiubai.

The guy was very innocent and said: "I don't know what's going on."

Everyone was dubious.

Yi Qiubai thought about it seriously, and said in a way they could understand: "The system... seems to be alive."

Everyone: "???"

Yi Qiubai: "We usually hear the sound of the system as mechanical, cold and without any emotion, but it seems to be able to communicate."

Takano: "So you communicated with the system?"

Yi Qiubai: "Yes."

Takano: "What did you communicate with?"

Yi Qiubai hesitated for a while, and then said: "When it reports player information, I'll let it change to a woman's voice."

Everyone: "..."

Yi Qiubai: "I originally had a point, but the system seemed very angry, saying that I forced it to be feminized with improper demands and caused it psychological harm."

Takano: "So that point was deducted?"

Yi Qiubai: "Yes."

Everyone: "..."

At that time, they all thought it was just a small episode and didn't pay much attention to it.

After Wu Yue selected the copy to enter, people appeared in a room.

The guide NPC greeted them very enthusiastically. The task of introducing this dungeon is role-playing, and each player has to draw a card, and they have to play whatever role they draw.

Yi Qiubai questioned: "Can players know the general plot in advance?"

Guide NPC: "No."

Yi Qiubai: "..."

Fatty: "There are only five of us in this dungeon?"

Guide NPC: "More than that."

Fatty: "How many people are there?"

Guide NPC: "Can't comment."

Fatty: "???"

Gao Ye: "Let's draw the card first."

Five people draw one card from a box of playing cards.

Seeing NO.16 on the card, Wu Yue asked in confusion, "What does NO.16 mean?"

Wizard NPC: "Copy number."

Wu Yue: "No, didn't I choose the NO.19 copy?"

The guide NPC continued to smile, "Did you remember correctly, this is indeed the NO.16 copy, and you have indeed appeared here."

Everyone looked at Wu Yue, she said anxiously: "I did not choose wrongly, I did choose NO.19!"

Gao Ye: "Can I go back?"

Guide NPC: "No, as long as the player enters the instance, the program has already started. Only when there is an irreversible accident, can he apply to leave."

People were silent, Xiang Qiang asked: "What character did you draw, mine is a wizard?"

Takano: "Mine is Earl Hall."

Yi Qiubai: "Monica, seems to be a woman?"

Takano seemed interested, "So you know how to wear women's clothing?"

Yi Qiubai: "..."

For some reason, he always felt that it was all a coincidence.

Wu Yue obviously chose the NO.19 copy, Yuxi Dujia. , as a result, they entered NO.16, and then he coincidentally drew the role of a woman. Is this the system's revenge on him?

The people who drew the cards disappeared one after another, and when Yi Qiubai was the only one left, the guide NPC suddenly said in a whiny female voice: "168, the NO. "

Yi Qiubai: "..."

i/day!

When his eyes darkened, Yi Qiubai fell into the boundless abyss.

When I opened my eyes again, the surroundings were soft, and my whole body was buried in the fluffy bed.

There was a strange sound from the side, and he moved his hands, only to realize that his limbs were shackled.

Why would you wear this thing in bed?

With an ominous premonition rushing straight to his forehead, Yi Qiubai struggled to sit up and looked around.

The huge room is full of gorgeous medieval European decorations, and even I am wearing a woman's skirt.

The blond hair is messy, and there are metal shackles on the bare/exposed ankles. The other end of the shackles is imprisoned at the end of the solid iron bed, and the slender and white hands are imprisoned at the head of the bed.

Looking at the extremely finely crafted shackles, Yi Qiubai couldn't help cursing anymore.

Fuck the system/your ancestor!

Is this fucking sex/interest thing? !

The author has something to say: ah, ah, don't stop me, I want to completely let myself go like a fat man. . . .