The Uncanny Valley Travel Guide

"...So," after listening to Xie Yuanyuan's description, Mu Tuo's dark brows were tightly frowned, "this incident was purely initiated by Xiong Lin, although Brother He Qin's murder was a bit too much, but..."

Wen Zheliu endured and endured, before swallowing the words "he is a traitor".

"Whoever hates the beginning will hate the end." He Qin said calmly, "Since he has done this, it means that he has chosen his own ending. What else can others complain about for him?"

Du Zijun nodded and said: "That's right, even if he doesn't die, the rest of the people will be killed by him. What's the use of keeping this kind of person? Are you waiting for him to cheat you?"

Ke Wenyan was trembling with anger, and he said in disbelief: "I really can't believe that you are still people in a civilized society, what's the matter, can you throw away the education you have received in the past few decades after only coming here for a few days?" ?! He is a life, a living life! How can you kill him as soon as you say, even if he has some crimes, can't you bring him back and give him a decent death?!"

At the end, his tone was choked up, and he was on the verge of losing control. It seemed that the sight of his companion being swallowed alive by an inhuman monster still cast an indelible shadow on him.

Wen Zheliu was a little surprised, he is no longer sure whether Ke Wenyan is also one of the inner ghosts.If he is, then the emotional fluctuations he is showing at this moment are undoubtedly extremely abnormal.What he should do now is try to clear up his suspicions and disassociate himself from Xiong Lin, so as not to let other players who find out the clues suspect him.

If he is not... then the current situation is much more complicated and more reasonable.Whether it is said that he values ​​human rights, that he and Xiong Lin became good friends in just two days, or that he is too weak to bear the cruel scene, there are legitimate explanations.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help exhaling a sigh of relief, feeling a bit of undeserved pity.

"...What do you mean by that?" A faint voice came from the side of the seat, and when he looked back, it was Zhou Qing.

"When I was killed the day before yesterday, did someone come out to help me?" Zhou Qing slowly straightened up from the sofa, staring straight at Ke Wenyan, his black and crystal-clear eyes were dimmed under the dancing candlelight, as if he was churning Looking at something, "Do you think that I am also a human being, and I shouldn't die in such a mess with tears?

No one answered, Ke Wenyan tilted his head slightly, while Bai Hao opened his eyes wide, as if he didn't know what she was talking about.

Zhou Qing's face changed suddenly, like a volcano erupting in an instant: "What's going on with you people! You only treat yourself and your friends as human beings, not only turning a blind eye to other people's suffering, but also finding many high-sounding reasons and excuses for yourself. Excuses. But if there is something unsatisfactory, you will quickly use your big hat to suppress others, how can you double standards so thoroughly, tell me how you did it!!"

There was silence all around, Zhou Yao hugged Zhou Qing's body, comforting her wordlessly.

At this moment, hearing Zhe Liu's sudden blessing brought happiness to his heart, and Zhou Yao's words seemed to split a bright lightning in his heart, making him wake up like a dream!

"You only treat yourself and your friends as human beings"... Yes, to put it another way, this sentence can be completely understood as "You only treat yourself and your friends as the same kind"!

At the beginning, he still doubted the innocence of these people, but isn't their behavior the best explanation for the homogeneity and exclusiveness of the inner ghost?Ke Wenyan was sad and angry, Bai Hao was angry, Gao Xinghan looked deathly and sad... Different expressions, similar emotions, the painful light in the same eyes... plus Lu Hai and Lin who died without leaving the slightest trace in the system. Fang Fei, Wen Zheliu finally understood at this moment that these so-called "players" who have been with them day and night from the beginning of the game to now are neither arranged by the system nor spies, they are not human at all!

What are they, AI, ghosts, or what the eyeless monster looks like after it turns into a human?

His brain was running fast, and He Qin who was on the side immediately noticed that he was shaking slightly, and he didn't care about watching the monkey show here, so he hurriedly and carefully brought him up, and shouted to everyone present: "I will kill Xiong Lin, Besides because he wants to push my brother down and attract monsters, there are other reasons, this reason is not personal, and you don’t need to know it now, but, at the latest, the day after tomorrow, you should understand.”

After speaking, he took Wen Zheliu upstairs, and when he passed by Gao Xinghan, he smiled coldly, and said again: "If anyone is still not convinced, you can come to me directly, and I will accompany you at any time."

Zhou Yao shrugged his shoulders. He had to say that he and Zhou Qing were brother and sister, and they even looked alike in anger: "Is there anything else? It's okay, let's go up and rest first."

Du Zijun yawned, turned and went upstairs, Xie Yuanyuan had already sneaked up, the good old Mu Tuo looked left and right, finally just sighed, and said to the rest of the three: "Go to bed early, don't sleep too late, Restoration is the most important thing."

The spacious living room was empty, and a gust of wind blew from nowhere, blowing out the lights of the candlesticks. In the dark room, there were only three shadows standing silently, like ghosts.

As soon as Wen Zheliu entered the room, he couldn't hide his excitement and said to He Qin: "I see, I guessed their identities!"

He Qin's long and narrow peach eyes widened slightly, staring at him seriously, apparently waiting for him to say something.

Wen Zheliu turned around the room several times in a hurry, and finally sorted out the messy thoughts in his mind. After thinking for a while, he pushed He Qin to sit on the bed, and he turned around the chair under the desk and straddled the chair. Above, he said to He Qin with his fingers: "First, let's talk about Xiong Lin."

He Qin: "No."

"Among these people, Xiong Lin has the least reason to harm me, because I have never had any friction with him. On the contrary, Zhou Qing and Du Zijun, who have had disputes with him, are more dangerous. But why did he choose me? Because I It's a key point."

He pondered for a while, "To be precise, because I am not alone, I am tied to you. Strictly speaking, you are the props I summoned, and the combined strength of you and me is the strength of all people. The highest, if you remove me, you will also be ejected from this world, so this is actually a strategy of killing three birds with one stone: kill me, exclude you, and at the same time abolish the strongest combat power among real players!"

"—So, according to this angle, Xiong Lin must be an insider."

He Qin nodded: "Continue."

Wen Zheliu hesitated for a moment, then said: "Actually, my following reasoning has no basis, but intuition is more important. If I can find more reliable evidence, that would be the best."

"Downstairs just now, Zhou Qing's words gave me a lot of inspiration. She said, 'You only treat yourself and your friends as human beings'. Thinking of the few people who are genuinely angry and sad, I think this sentence The words can be changed completely, 'You only treat yourself and your friends as the same kind'."

He Qin's brows slightly moved, he propped his chin with one hand, and tapped his face a few times with his slender index finger: "You mean, the reason why their reaction is so intense is because they lost their kind?"

"Yes." Wen Zheliu replied resolutely, "At first I was wondering why Lu Hai and Lin Fangfei died without leaving any traces in the system. I also guessed whether they were NPCs, or They are spies inserted by the system, but they are too much like a person—participating in the novice turntable, extracting props, the death scene is tragic and real, and there is a layer of player identity as a cover...I can’t think of them as inhuman things. Can be combined Judging from what happened in the past two days, they are indeed all of the same kind, the same creature, in other words, they are not human at all."

"Then what could they be?" He Qin raised the corners of his lips and asked calmly.

"Is it a monster, an AI, or a ghost?" Wen Zheliu shook his head in confusion, "I don't have a clue yet."

He Qin said: "If you can't think of it, you can think about it slowly, don't just stare at their words and deeds, and try to think about other places."

Before Wen Zheliu could reply, he said slowly, "Since you've talked so much, then it's my turn to ask you."

"Before the incident, you knew that Xiong Lin was suspected of being an insider, right?"

Wen Zheliu didn't understand, so he nodded: "Mmm... ah."

"When you see the monster's lair, you also feel very dangerous, don't you?"

Wen Zheliu trembled in his heart, he already knew what He Qin was going to ask, "Ah... ah."

"Then why don't you know how to be careful, when someone calls you, you foolishly lean over?" He Qin narrowed his eyes fiercely, "Where is the usual cleverness, huh?"

Wen Zheliu made a bitter face: "I... I was wrong."

He Qin raised his hand, making a posture of wanting to be beaten, but in the end, he just lowered it lightly, and rubbed him on the head indiscriminately: "Sleep! Next time, I will clean you up."

Wen Zheliu was about to be amnesty, but before the lights in the room went out, he inevitably thought of a problem: With He Qin's guidance and suggestions, the progress in solving the puzzles of this world was so fast that even he himself felt that something was wrong , but after leaving this world, where will He Qin go?

He turned over on the bed and quietly asked, "Brother, what kind of prop are you?"

The mattress sank, and He Qin also turned over from the other end, "What's wrong?"

In the silence, the voices of the two people were low and hazy. He Qin lowered his head to look at him. The heat of the two people's breaths mingled in the air. As long as Wen Zheliu raised his head, he could touch his lips.

His heart was beating wildly, and he asked in a daze, "The next world...can you still be with me?"

He Qin was silent, and after a long time, he said: "Honey, only A-level or above props have the authority to travel in different worlds. Do you know the concept of A-level props?"

Wen Zheliu was taken aback for a moment, then pursed his lips, and replied stiffly like a puff: "I don't know."

"Of course you don't know, you are very powerful and capable, but you don't have a correct understanding of the concept of props." He Qin's tone was soft, as if coaxing a child, "Baby, let me tell you now, City of Nova You have to remember what the props mean."

"—The props of the City of New Stars are to carry the players' dreams and provide them with a bridge to realize them." He said, "Understood?"

Wen Zheliu was a little confused, he opened his eyes wide in the darkness, trying to see He Qin's expression clearly, but he could only see his undulating outline.

"If you want to run faster than the wind, then mount a mount, put on running shoes, and sit on a magnetic levitation vehicle; if you want to be stronger than Superman, then wear wristbands, put on a battle armor, and eat a special A panacea designed for this; you want to be handsome and beautiful, you want to master a certain skill, you want to call the wind and rain, you want to be omnipotent... Everything you want to do can be achieved with props in the city of new stars."

"If they are just a set of data, then why should they be graded? Is it just a gimmick to lure players to spend money?" He Qin looked at Wen Zheliu tenderly, "No, baby, because some props are The ones that can completely and permanently realize your dreams are made of data, but they are not just as simple as data.”

"I'm sorry," he whispered. "At this point, even I don't know where I'm supposed to go when this world ends."

After a pause, he made up his mind and told the truth: "...because I don't have a rank."

Wen Zheliu's eyes were sour, and his lips trembled, he hurriedly asked: "How can there be no levels, props should have levels!"

He Qin covered his eyes, feeling a trace of wetness in his palm, he hurriedly coaxed: "Good boy, how old are you, why are you still crying over such a trivial matter? I just want to tell you, hold that well Fragments, don’t let others see them so foolishly, pay more attention to them, okay?”

"But..." But how can this be considered a trivial matter?

In this unaccompanied world, He Qin is tantamount to a line of defense that symbolizes his last connection with the outside world. If even he leaves from his side, what else can he really hold on to?

"It's too late, go to sleep." He Qin said softly, "If you don't sleep, be careful to get up with dark circles tomorrow morning."

Wen Zheliu opened and closed his lips, feeling thousands of words surging in his throat, but how would he speak?He Qin's answer that day was equivalent to a silent refusal. This black panther's fur is as gorgeous as satin, and its fangs and claws are invincible. It walks on the top of the mountains with a golden crown on its head, but now it is lying beside him , comforted him with gentle words, taught him... Wen Zheliu pressed He Qin's hand, and finally closed his eyes worriedly.

I have nothing more to ask for, I have longed for a reliable brother, and now I have it, he thought, I have nothing more to ask for.

Ten minutes after he fell asleep, He Qin opened his eyes in the dark night. He leaned over and touched the boy's cheek as soon as he left, as light as a ripple passing by a drop of water.

"Good night," he said.

On the second day, a note flew along the carpet into Wen Zheliu and He Qin's room. Wen Zheliu picked it up and saw that there was a line of flamboyant handwriting written on it.

"After breakfast, come to Zhou Qing's room."

The signature is Du Zijun.

He Qin smiled as usual, and took a note from his hand: "It's nothing, just go and have a look. Let's go, let's go eat."