Those years when I was a tool person

At this time, Rong Ying would be too stupid if he couldn't see anything wrong.

"You knew about it from the start, didn't you?"

Wei Shang put the coffee cup back on the table with a "bang". He turned around and looked at Rong Ying with a serious face: "Is it important whether I know or not? Don't forget that the original intention of your mission is to resurrect, Holding on to one thing will only make you work harder."

Rongying looked at him directly: "It's my own choice to work hard or not, and if there is really any secret in it, I think that as the executor of the task, since I participated in it, I have the right not to be concealed." !"

"..." Wei Shang squeezed the space between his eyebrows and leaned on the sofa, "What do you want to know?"

Rong Ying didn't want to embarrass Wei Shang, he just wanted to know the truth, so he slowed down when he saw this: "That person, the hero of each world, they are all one person, this feeling has nothing to do with the nature of my task Almost, so is he also a tasker?"

Hearing this, Wei Shang took a deep look at Rong Ying, and after a long silence, he said, "Yes."

Rong Ying stood up with a "swipe", "Who is he? Where is he?"

It was rare for Wei Shang to show other expressions other than blank expression on his face. He was a little distressed, clicked his tongue, and complained: "The current taskers are really more difficult to deal with than one."

……

It was the first time that Rong Ying left the laboratory since he started the task.

He followed Wei Shang out of the iron gate of the laboratory, turned to the right, walked a few steps, and stopped in front of a laboratory next door.

Wei Shang made room for Rongying to look in from the window above the door, "Just take a look, the person inside is in a more serious condition than you, his mood is unstable, and he is in the critical juncture of recovery, so he can't be stimulated."

The overall structure of the two laboratories is similar, but there are still differences in some details.

Rong Ying leaned on the window and looked inside, but didn't find the capsule cabin, only a wicker chair.

There was a young man lying on the rattan chair. The dripping suit he was wearing before had been changed. At this moment, his eyes were closed, his body was covered with a blanket, and he was falling asleep.

Rong Ying looked away, and walked aside to talk with Wei Shang, "Why did he become like this?"

He has already seen that his situation is completely different from that of the young man. Generally speaking, one is active and the other is passive.

If you don't consider the problem of task person setting, then every young man's identity as a male lead has no flaws at all, and it can even be said to be original.

That is to say, every time he does a mission, he does not have his own memory, but completely becomes a character in the mission world.

"Do you know how he died?" Wei Shang asked without answering. Seeing Rongying's puzzled expression, he chuckled lightly, "He committed suicide by jumping into the river. I've already said it." So clear, now you should be able to guess what it is?"

Rong Ying looked shocked: "He is the one who threw me into the river?!"

"Yes."

Wei Shang said, "You have to complete the task again and again in order to be resurrected, and the root cause lies in him."

Rong Ying didn't understand, "Because I was implicated to death by him?"

"That's understandable."

Next, Wei Shang briefly talked about the resurrection plan specially formulated by the Hades for his situation, and the principle of Datong. In summary, the deaths of both of them were accidents.

So as long as the main reason is solved, that is, if the man in the suit hadn't jumped off the bridge that time, then he and Rongying would not die, killing two birds with one stone.

But the premise of this assumption is that the person did not have the idea of ​​suicide when he passed the bridge that day.

"This is related to why you want to do the task." Wei Shang took Rongying to the office, he took out a piece of paper from the table, and handed it to Rongying, "You two are also destined, such a trouble , Two people who had no intersection at all, forcibly connected life and death together."

Rong Ying felt complicated in his heart, he couldn't tell whether he wanted to cry or laugh, his eyes flicked past the young man's name, and the words Tan An Ke entered his heart so easily.

But when he saw the other content on the paper, it was as if a basin of cold water poured down on his head, and all the messy thoughts were scattered.

"He has emotional apathy?!"

Wei Shang: "Yes, emotional apathy. Tan Anke's natural skin temperature is lower than that of ordinary people, and his heart rate is also slow. He can't normally respond to external stimuli. The sequelae of extreme indifference to everything is lifelessness. That's why he killed himself."

Rong Ying: "Because you feel that life is meaningless, so you want to die?"

"He refused to be moved, and he was indifferent to everything around him when he was alive." Wei Shang said, looking at Rong Ying, "but it's different now."

It turned out that at the end of the first world, the staff of Hades discovered that Tan Anke had emotional fluctuations.Later, after research and discussion by everyone in their department, it was determined that the cause of this impact was the death of Feng Ling, that is, Rong Ying.

That is to say, since that time, they changed their strategy and decided to follow this line of thinking to fight poison with fire and stimulate Tan Anke with a strong blow.

Wei Shang said to Rong Ying: "You go to the mission, it is said that it is for resurrection, it is better to say that it is to save everyone, after all, your life and Tan Anke's life are linked together."

Rong Ying: "Wait a minute, I think something is wrong."

Hearing Wei Shang's words, he was really puzzled: what kind of mission, what kind of self-help, after the operation of Hades, he always felt that his role was like a medicine used to treat Tan Anke.

"You Hades, do you do your best for everyone?"

If it is, then he can only say admiration.There are so many people committing suicide all the time in the world. According to their meticulous handling of Tan Anke, when saving people, they also need to be responsible for treating people’s illnesses. This level of professionalism and humanity ... Anyway, he didn't see it when he was alive.

If it wasn't...Rong Ying felt that he had to think about whether he was being used.

Wei Shang didn't seem to expect Rong Ying to think so, his face froze for a moment, then he paused for a moment, then smiled slightly at Rong Ying, and said, "Of course, we treat everyone equally. "

Rong Ying was skeptical, "Then you are really lucky."

Wei Shang: "..."

Returning to the laboratory again, Rong Ying lay down in the capsule. He looked at Wei Shang and said with a smile, "This is the last time, Mr. Wei. Anyway, thank you for your care these days."

Wei Shang was fiddling with the equipment, but when he heard this, he glanced at Rong Ying with complicated emotions, "You're welcome, it should be."

The last mission, for Rongying, the hope of resurrection is within reach.Of course, there is another more important point, that is, he is very much looking forward to meeting Tan Anke in the real world.

Thinking of this, he smiled and waved to Wei Shang, "See you later!"

Wei Shang turned on the switch of the instrument, "See you later."

The capsule cabin was closed, Rong Ying closed his eyes, his consciousness gradually floated, a white light flashed, and he heard the chirping of birds in his ears.

Opening his eyes, he saw green mountains all over his eyes. After moving his hands and feet, he noticed that the singing of birds suddenly disappeared.

Wei Shang came over to issue the task, and introduced his identity and background in this world by the way, "Your identity this time is Sang Zhe, the adopted son of the Chonglin Sang family. He has extraordinary talent, special physique, and possesses meridians and martial bones that are hard to find in the world."

Rong Ying: "It sounds like a leading role."

"The protagonist of this world is Sang Yushu, the youngest son of the Sang family. He was born frail and sickly, his legs were bad for walking, and he became disabled due to illness."

Hearing the word disability, Rong Ying's heart skipped a beat, he had a bad premonition.

The supporting role with excellent roots meets the protagonist who is born with a disability. In such a comparison, the word "cannon fodder" immediately emerged clearly.

Sure enough, Wei Shang said, "Your task this time is to exchange the muscles and veins of your whole body with Sang Yushu."

Rong Ying: "..."

Wei Shang finished talking about the relevant information and logged off.

The sound of birdsong that had disappeared from his ears sounded again, and Rong Ying's hair was blown up by the wind. He brushed it casually, and then looked at the surrounding environment.

He lowered his head and looked at his attire. He was wearing a light blue long gown, a wide robe with wide sleeves, a white jade belt around his waist, and a red cloth mud-sealed wine jar in his hand.

There is a bluestone step at the foot, and the eyes meander up along the stone step. In the cloud-shrouded mountain, there is a flying eaves corner, vermilion lacquered wood, and the mountain gate is magnificent.

There is the Sang family.

He took a few steps up, his footsteps were a little hurried, and he couldn't wait to see that person.

Voices came from the woods on one side, and several teenagers bent over and ran out. When they looked up and saw Rong Ying, they were all shocked, and hurriedly put their hands behind their backs, "Second, Second Young Master!"

Staggering, guilty conscience.

Rong Ying took a look into the woods, picked out the corresponding piece of news from Wei Shang's brainstorming, and understood why these teenagers were so nervous.

The ancestors of the Sang family were good at forging swords, but after years of development, the Sang family has accumulated a certain amount of money and is no longer satisfied with just being a craftsman.So after several generations, the Sang family has gradually changed from a rivers and lakes man who only deals in swords and swords to an owner of iron mines and horse farms. Relationship.

The family situation is strong, and with it comes the complicated and difficult family relationship like an undercurrent.

Sang Yushu, as the direct descendant and the youngest son of the patriarch, was supposed to be a star-studded character, but he was in poor health. No matter whether he was a direct descendant or a collateral descendant, it was inevitable to speak of him in a pitiful tone, and to say something like "little son" What a pity.

In addition, the eldest son of the Sang family, that is, Sang Yushu's own brother, is very good, which makes him dispensable.

The undercurrent among adults is surging, and it can easily affect the younger generation of children.

Teenagers and girls can only look at things superficially. Seeing that the Patriarch doesn't care much about Sang Yushu, they feel that the Patriarch dislikes his youngest son for being disabled.

Even though they didn't dare to bully Sang Yushu blatantly, they also targeted him everywhere, making stumbling blocks from time to time, expressing their malice in an extremely cryptic manner.

Today is the day when the eldest son of the Sang family, Sang Jinwu, got married, and it was also the birthday of Sang Yushu, but at the wedding banquet, everyone seemed to have made an appointment, and no one thought of it.

The teenagers saw this, and tricked the 13-year-old Sang Yushu out, saying that they wanted to celebrate his birthday, but in fact they secretly pulled out the parts of his wheelchair and left him alone in the woods.

Thinking of this, Rong Ying gave the boys a cold look, turned around and ran into the woods.

The teenagers looked at each other, wondering how they had offended Rong Ying.

"Second Young Master, are you angry? With his temperament, wouldn't he just ignore such things?"

"Yes, he doesn't like to meddle in other people's business on weekdays."

"Who knows? We call him the second son, and we really regard ourselves as the Sang family, but he is just an outsider!"

"That's right, we think highly of him if we are willing to call him, and dare to show face to us, we really don't know who we are..."

……

In the woods, Sang Yushu rested his arms on both sides of the wooden wheelchair and was blowing the wind with his eyes closed, waiting for the Sang family to come to find him at night.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't care about being thrown in the woods.

They were just a group of immature children, and compared to his rebirth, it was nothing worth mentioning.

The sun was gradually moving westward, shining on his face through the lush branches and leaves, Sang Yushu's eyes opened a crack, and he stretched out his hand to block the sun.

In the same afternoon, when he was fighting with others, he found that he had been poisoned, and a knife from the Sang family fell on the battlefield.

Before he died, the abdominal cramps seemed to reappear. Sang Yushu clenched his lower lip tightly and swore to himself that if he lived again, he would definitely find the person who poisoned him.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard the sound of someone stepping on the leaves. Sang Yushu suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound with vigilance.

who is it?

If he remembered correctly, the people of the Sang family only found out that he was not in the room when the lights were turned on at night and came out to look for it, it shouldn't be now.

The leaves shook a few times, Rong Ying came out of the woods, and suddenly saw the thin young man sitting quietly in the sunset, he was stunned for a moment.

The two looked at each other, and the surprise in Sang Yushu's eyes flashed, why is it him?

Then before he could speak, a scene that surprised him even more appeared.

The second brother, who had always been unhappy in his impression, suddenly showed a complicated look that he couldn't understand, and ran over to hug him.

Sang Yushu was stunned as his breath was filled with the smell of another person.

The author has something to say: The last story is finally coming to an end! ! !