Stop, that monster!

A message came from above the entire novice hall: "Pay attention, the game will start in an hour. Please take your positions and get ready. Now, it's time for a break before the game starts."

There was darkness in front of Zheng Wei, he couldn't see anything, he could only count silently in his heart to calculate the time.After about an hour, his eyes lit up, and he found that the entire library was well lit, and every detail was fully illuminated.

Zheng Wei was surprised to find that in the library, the previous golden retriever was gone, and there was an extra child.

The child was about seven or eight years old, wearing a hat and denim overalls, sitting in a corner of the book bar drinking water quietly.

Zheng Wei thought that person was a player, so he walked towards him and said, "Hi, may I help you with anything?"

The child smiled at Zheng Wei and said, "Hey, don't be nervous, I'm not a player, I'm the cleaning program here."

Zheng Wei was taken aback: "What?!"

The child swallowed contentedly, revealing two dimples: "I was originally a zombie in the novice area. I met you. You were the guide NPC who was taken by Instructor Yi to visit the novice area."

Zheng Wei went to see the child. The child's skin was fine and smooth, and his glasses were bright. It was impossible to tell that he was once a zombie.

Zheng Wei also smiled at the child. He used to think that he was the only one here, but now that there is one more person to accompany him, Zheng Wei, who is used to being alone, felt a little more warmth in his heart for no reason.

Zheng Wei pulled the chair aside, sat next to the child, and said, "Zombies? Will they be thrown here too?"

The child smiled grinningly: "I have been a zombie for many years, and I am tired of the life of a zombie, so during the routine inspection above, my performance was unqualified. They monitored that I am no longer suitable to be a zombie, and there is a lack of one here." The cleaner, so I was transferred here."

Zheng Wei snorted, and stretched out his hand: "Hello, my name is..."

The child interrupted Zheng Wei and refused to shake hands with Zheng Wei. He held the water glass firmly with his own hand and said, "I don't want to know your name, and, for some reason, I don't want to get too close to you." Familiar. My name is Mo Yan, don’t talk to me if you have nothing to do in the future.”

Zheng Wei didn't talk to the child any more, he stood up and tried to leave the library, but he still couldn't get out when he reached the door.

Then he saw a Kung Fu Panda walking towards this side.

When the panda saw him, a smile appeared on his face, and he greeted himself very familiarly: "Hi, hello!"

Zheng Wei gave the panda to the library, but the panda did not leave to go somewhere else, but put a hand on Zheng Wei's shoulder and said, "I came early on purpose, how about you? remember me?"

Zheng Wei felt confused for a while, and he also felt that the panda was inexplicably familiar, not because his appearance was that of a Kung Fu Panda, but because it was an indescribable feeling, as if they had met each other in the previous life, or they It should be like talking for a long time not long ago.

But Zheng Wei recalled carefully, and determined that this was the first time he saw this panda.

There was a trace of surprise in Zheng Wei's eyes: "Do I... know you?"

The panda patted his head with his palm and wailed: "ohno! You don't remember me! It's impossible, what happened!!"

Zheng Wei looked at the panda, his voice hesitated: "Should I...should I remember you?"

Half an hour later, Zheng Wei listened to a series of unimaginable stories about his own death told by the panda. He thought it was ridiculous, and the panda in front of him must be lying to him.

However, for some unknown reason, Zheng Wei believed what the panda said in his heart.

The panda didn't get the hidden reward he wanted from Zheng Wei. He was a little frustrated. He went offline without even killing the monster. Zheng Wei stood quietly by the window, looking at the night scene outside and listening to the cries of the zombies in the wind. , began to seriously think about the series of words that the panda said.

If what Panda said was true, if I really had the death recording potion and recording button that he gave me, then... I would definitely do something.

Zheng Wei speculated on his behavior step by step.

The first thing, obviously, is to verify what Panda says.

Then, I will definitely re-test the matter of death. Death is very simple and fast, so I will definitely choose a time when there is no one to test. In order to prevent myself from forgetting, I will definitely leave something in a conspicuous place.

But now, Zheng Wei finds that there are no obvious places in the library where there are papers or words left by him.

That means the test has already been done.

In the next step, I will definitely further clarify the meaning of restarting.

So... is this the reason why I asked Panda for the recording button in the first place?

Restart because I don't know his time and distance, so I will definitely hide the recording button somewhere.

If all this were true, where would the recording button be hidden by itself?

The first thing Zheng Wei thought of was the book bar. He pretended to be casual and walked over, and saw Mo Yan sitting in the book bar in a daze.

Zheng Wei clearly remembered that at the beginning, there was a golden retriever in the library, and that golden retriever was supposed to be the cleaning program in the panda's mouth, but now that golden retriever didn't appear, instead it was sitting in the book bar area , a little boy named Mo Yan drank water.

Mo Yan said that he himself was a zombie before, because he was transferred here because he didn't meet the requirements, and the cleaning program would eat his own corpse, so this program that used to be a zombie would naturally know how to eat the corpse.

Zheng Wei looked at Mo Yan vigilantly, and Mo Yan propped his chin with both hands, staring into the distance in a daze.

No wonder, Mo Yan said "For some reason, I don't want to be familiar with you", it is because the panda does not lie, this Mo Yan, undertakes the task of cleaning himself, so he does not want to be familiar with himself.

Zheng Wei's eyesight is very good. He glanced at the book bar, where he might hide things, but he still couldn't find the legendary recording button.

Gradually, the number of players in the library increased. Zheng Wei was very worried that the recording button he had hidden would be taken away by the players, so he stared at the players who came in very vigilantly, but no players paid attention to him, and no players came again. Kill him.

Zheng Wei really wanted to see the Kung Fu Panda who claimed to be familiar with him again, but the panda did not appear.

Time passed quickly, and it seemed that it was always night in the hall. There was no day, and the lights were always on.Zheng Wei also didn't see the short and fat man who was said to have killed him several times.

When Mo Yan was the only child left in the library, Zheng Wei found Mo Yan lying on the table in the book bar and fell asleep.

Zheng Wei has been thinking about where he will hide the recording button all day long. When there are players coming, he has read almost every book. He has read the computer and history books with emphasis. books, he thought he might hide something here, but found nothing.

Until this time, he knocked on the bar in front of him in boredom, and when he thought about it, he suddenly found that there was an empty area in front of the bar, which was very suitable for his death or other situations.

Zheng Wei's heart moved, he went to look at Mo Yan, Mo Yan was still sleeping there, so Zheng Wei carefully moved the bar and looked towards the exposed ground under the bar.

On the flat and smooth marble floor, a black button lay quietly on the spot, motionless, the button shone with a strange light under the light, and the red indicator light on the button was still on. This shows that the recorder is still recording until now.

Zheng Wei's breathing became rapid all of a sudden, he bent down, picked up the button, and held it tightly in his hand.He went to the window and pressed the play button on the reverse side of the button.

Instructor Yi's cold and harsh voice came from the recording button: "Why did your dog die?"

Zheng Wei could hear his own voice, which sounded like it came from thousands of years ago: "I killed it!"

"Why did you kill your dog?"

"Do you know what restart means?"

"You only have one chance. Even if you know it, you won't remember it. Do you still want to know it?"

"Yes, I want to know, please tell me"

……

Zheng Wei stood by the window, all the recordings in the recording button had been played, and in his ears, he could hear the cry of the zombies in the distance, as well as some screams.

In the distance is the outline of the city, where there is almost darkness, like a beast devouring life in the dark night.

It was raining, Zheng Wei felt something floating on his face, he stretched out his hand to touch it, it was just a little bit of rain.

If I hadn't met a panda, if it hadn't been a coincidence, I would have stayed here for a million years and died a hundred thousand times without knowing it.

Sure enough, the programmer of this game can read people's hearts very well.

Without knowing anything, I will spend tens of thousands of years in this library quietly, even with some joy. As long as the game does not die, I will not disappear, which is what Instructor Yi said about eternal life .

Who doesn't envy eternal life, who doesn't want it?But what he wants is definitely not this kind of eternal life, definitely not an eternal life in which his own destiny, life, and even memory can be manipulated by others.

This kind of eternal life is no different from a walking dead.

Zheng Wei deleted all the content on the recording button, and then put the button silently into the purse of his jacket.

From now on, I can't die, can't be restarted, and can't be deleted.

Maybe the programs don't care about these things, they don't care about having no memory, repeating the cycle over and over again, but they are not programs, they are people.

Because, I want to really live.

Just like when Zheng Wei selected that button, the deceptive words appeared on it, "Do you want to change all this? Do you want...to really live?"

A soul without memory is not a soul!A soul cannot tolerate wanton tampering and deletion by others.

Zheng Wei said to himself in his heart: I, don't be restarted!I, must escape from this place, before I am driven mad, escape.