The invulnerability of fast wear

Wu Xie did not expect that the person who almost destroyed his plan at the critical moment would be Liao Ke.

When the other party spat out the word "shooting", he realized that his mobile phone had already been monitored - this was his negligence, and he did not let the brain do wireless investigation in time, so that this so-called "deal" was exposed , fortunately, the other party didn't know the location of the data, which made him press the line to pass the level at the last second.

The surging warm current receded like a tide, and compared to his much relaxed body, a bunch of memories lost in the last world suddenly appeared in his mind, Wu Xie let out a muffled groan.

Kneeling on the ground and coughing a few times, at the same time when the hazy picture became clear, he felt an uncontrollable emotion rushing through his body, his pupils shrank sharply, the man hammered the ground hard, gnashed his teeth and said:

"system!"

"The plug-in is installed, and the system has been upgraded." This time the electronic sound actually has its own reverb, with some subtle echo effects, "The world mission has been completed, the system will issue rewards to the host, and the host can choose from the following three pills , the pill can be used in the next world."

"Shut up first." The man's voice was hoarse, and he looked up gloomily while covering his beating heart, "I ask you, what's the matter with the male protagonists in these worlds? All named YanSong?! They..."

He swallowed his saliva, and the gloom faded a little, turning into a suppressed, vague expectation:

"Are they the same person?"

"Each world is extracted and reconstructed according to a random algorithm. The similarity is due to the permutation and combination. The male protagonist is not the same person. The host can rest assured." After the system sensed, he added, "Although the host seems to have more mood swings after listening to it. .”

"That's my line!" The man clutched the fabric on his chest tightly, and the strong sense of lack made him uneasy, "I can't believe what you said, and he is not the only one who is similar, every world has the word 'Wei' on it." How do you explain the unanimous heroine? If this is what you call a random algorithm, then this kind of selection is too 'random'."

"Just received a notification." The system said, "The environmental detector has searched for an invisible virus, and the current incubation period is as long as four worlds. That is to say, the implanted virus has already begun to affect the system before the host experiences the first world." It is very likely that several key serial numbers have been tampered with. Moreover, the energy body of this invisible virus suddenly surged in the last world, so that the surface code was leaked. Now the firewall is checking and killing to make up for the leak. The host should not worry."

If there is an entity in the system, it would have been killed by him now—this emotional plug-in is as if it has never been installed, and the EQ is still ridiculously low.

"The account of the virus will be settled with you later." Wu Xie brushed the broken hair from his forehead back, and sat up on his knees panting. "Is it all the data that controls the entire system? You all have manual brains, don't you?" Isn't there a manual operator?"

The system paused for a rare moment. In the narrow time gap, the man felt a faint hope, and his Adam's apple moved slightly, waiting for other results.

"We have manual operators, who are the 'scalpels' who treat patients."

As expected, the system answered the question:

"A person who can become a 'scalpel' must be someone who is familiar with the host and is familiar to the host. However, if the host is in charge of the 'scalpel', theoretically speaking, the system can pull it in the first world." Scalpel' information, and after confirming that the other party has loaded it successfully, the host will be thrown into the world."

"...Like playing a two-player game online?"

"Yes." The electronic voice panel said, "'Scalpel' is usually closely related to the reality of the host, and the emotional level can at least reach one of 'relatives', 'lover' and 'friend', but the system has just repeatedly pulled the host three times. None of the relationship chains have drawn relevant personnel who are suitable for the 'scalpel'."

The joy in his heart took a turn for the worse with the system commentary, and Wu Xie fell silent.

He repeatedly searched the experience of the real world in his mind, and found that he had never seen or heard of a person named "Yan Song"—in such confusion, he gradually calmed down and realized To a different kind of breakthrough.

"Is it possible that there is a bug?" The man's clenched fingers slowly relaxed, "What is the difference in the world experienced by patients with a 'scalpel' and those without a 'scalpel'? System, please compare carefully, we In the current situation, is it possible that my 'scalpel' is blocked by the virus, so you can't pull the relationship chain, and I can't remember him?"

"Virus shielding may indeed cause the system to fail to pull the relationship chain, but it cannot interfere with the host's memory." There was a rare trace of hesitation in the electronic voice, "The world that the host is currently experiencing is indeed very similar to the situation where there is a 'scalpel'... Please wait a moment, the system is scanning..."

"Ding."

Wu Xie's heart tightened.

"No errors were detected." The electronic voice buzzed, "In view of the possibility of virus shielding proposed by the host, the system has sent a relevant report to the headquarters, and the feedback will be received in the next world. Please stay calm and calm the host. "

The man who went back to the roller coaster was speechless for a moment, remembering his feat of jumping from a building in the downtown area in the last world - he didn't know whether Yan Li would continue to survive in that world, so he decided to pass this way before leaving. The way the list incident was completely disrupted.

The crimes exposed under the spotlight will eventually be remembered by the public. He thought that by ordering Lu Renyi well, he would be able to help Yan Li advance the case.

This unfinished tail made him worry about it at this time.

"still have a question."

"Master, please speak."

"After I leave, what will happen to the characters in those worlds?"

"This question has been answered many times." It seemed that he was dissatisfied with this repeated answer, and the mechanical tone fluctuated. "After the host leaves the world, the data will be refreshed and reorganized, and the memory will be cleared at the same time, and everything will start again."

"Do you want to start over..."

Looking at the right arm that has changed again, the man thought:

"So, if it's 'Scalpel', his data will also be reset?"

"'Scalpel' is a character that exists in the real world and is also an assistant in the entire treatment process. Their memory data is not processed by the main brain, so they can choose whether to clear it." The system said.

"Wait." Wu Xie felt as if he had caught some clue, and his eyes flickered, "That is to say, he actually knows who he is just like me, but he is only limited by the OOC value or other constraints, so he can't reveal his true identity? "

"The world experienced by the host is composed of key information extracted by the master brain, and the information base comes from the host's memory fragments. This is the home of the host's subconscious mind. In order to guide the host to the end of healing, the master brain will impose rules on the host." The system did not answer directly, "The 'Scalpel' is an assistant in name, but in these worlds, they are always away, they are outsiders different from the subconscious of the host, once discovered, not only will they be excluded from the world immediately, but also It will lead to the collapse of the host's consciousness, causing irreversible consequences—the most direct possibility is to cause the host's brain to die."

The man who had already imagined some kind of possibility subconsciously clenched his metal right arm, and listened to the electronic sound and said the final conclusion irresistibly:

"So, when the 'scalpel' enters the world, the original memory will be blocked and replaced by indoctrination. This will make it easier for them to hide in the home world. When the host leaves, the original memory will be released."

"..."

The pleasant atmosphere gradually peeled off, and the man was silent for a long time:

"Then, will the memory clearing function appear after I leave?"

"Yes."

"What memory...will be cleared?"

"From the beginning of the current world to the end of the current world, the memory will be deleted without affecting the original memory."

This is a very user-friendly function, and it appears in a very appropriate position.

The person who had a deep bond with them passed away suddenly, and this kind of blow was repeated countless times in front of them. Coupled with the double overlap of virtual and real emotions, most people want to immediately clear such painful memories with one click.

Feeling depressed and uncomfortable, Wu Xie tried his best to ignore this feeling, put away his messy thoughts, and continued to ask:

"Now that I know he is a 'scalpel', will it affect the rest of the world?"

"No." The system said, "The world experienced by the host is constructed by the master brain. As a carrier of consciousness, the master brain will automatically filter out part of the host's subconscious mind, thus forming an isolation layer that protects the base... Otherwise, as early as the host realizes that he is not the original The whole world has collapsed by the time of the residents.”

The man looked down at his right arm and said nothing.

The infusion thread as thin as a cow's hair is wrapped around the metal skeleton, and the structure that simulates the muscle mass grows together in turns. The red liquid rushes in it, and the pain of congestion is so clear that people can't ignore it. As time went on, this feeling gradually became stronger.

The man lowered his head and touched those moist and resilient infusion threads. Even though he had seen it many times, he still couldn't help being subtly shocked by this obviously advanced biological technology.

He tried to shake his five fingers, and the fluent and brisk experience was conveyed from his arms to his brain, but he didn't feel the slightest joy. The amount of information he got back to the transit station this time was too much, and he was full of doubts, but he didn't intend to continue asking. .

Above the system is the mastermind, and above the mastermind is the administrator, so what kind of existence is the "scalpel" for a patient like him?

If it is true that "YanSong" is his scalpel as the system said, then why does he have no memory of the other party at all? According to common sense, as long as he has been in contact with someone as outstanding as the other party, it is impossible for him not to have no memory... There may still be some loopholes in the logic.

"The host doesn't need to think too much." Perhaps sensing his depression, the system suddenly enlightened, "As long as we create more good memories in these worlds, 'Scalpel' won't give up these data so easily."

"...Every time you wake up, you have to struggle between death and beauty." The man raised his head slightly, his eyes looked at the slanted light above his head, "If you accumulate too much, you will go crazy."

The system unexpectedly became serious:

"If the other party is really your 'scalpel', as long as the original memory awakens, he will inevitably face the pain of parting from you. If the experience in the virtual world is not good, then for the 'scalpel', it will only be It's doubly desperate."

"You are indeed different from before, system." After a long silence, the man said hoarsely, "But, for him, as long as he presses the clear button, the next time he wakes up, he will only be able to remember the real world... the parting from me. Pain, just once."

"Does the host remember?" The electronic voice suddenly lowered his voice, "The host said that people who choose to forget in order to end the pain are fragile—so, haven't you thought about another possibility?"

"...what is possible?"

Wu Xie didn't respond.

The electronic sound emits a small fluctuation prompt:

"—Even if he got double despair at the end of the world, he still didn't choose to clean up the data."

"Let me ask, what is he facing every time he wakes up?"

The man froze, a coolness rushed from his heels to his brain, his ribs ached, his stomach twisted and burned, and he felt the pain of his lung lobe being pierced by a gun again. A sense of suffocation came from all directions, completely sealing him in an invisible abyss.

——Do you want to kill me that much?

Yan Song woke him up with a choked question.

——When the experiment is over, come and see Maple Leaf with me.

Yan Song's smiling face blended with the fluttering red.

Consciousness was fixed in the pair of amber eyes full of horror and disbelief, and the young man who was trying to squeeze out of the crowd was swallowed up by the surging white light.

"Ding."

"The current world has been loaded and is being delivered, please wait."

The Rebel: The Rebellion That Determines Context