I am invincible after I can read the file

late at night.

A hand touched the bedside table and turned on the wall lamp.

The light is warm orange, but a little dim. The person who stretched out his hand retracted his arm under the quilt, his pupils were black, and stared at the tungsten filament in the bulb. As he stared at it intently, the light flickered for a while.

Only then did he look away.

In Hans's house here, it is not Hans who is lying on the master bed.

Let him say it himself, that is: Hans fell asleep.

Jianghuai is now in control of his body.

Jiang Huai clearly used his own body, he only thought that his previous behavior was a loan, but after experiencing the unrestrained state of a ghost, and returning to his body, he suddenly felt that his body was very bulky.

There is a... strangeness?

It's like wearing a new coat that fits very well. There is no physical discomfort, but psychologically it is still in the running-in period.

He turned off the wall lamp, then turned it on again, repeated several times, smacked his lips, but still didn't try to lift the wall off to look at the wires—speaking of which, Hans didn't know that Jiang Huai's consciousness was always awake, he had already revealed Through the eyes of the other party, I saw that there was no electricity meter in this house at all.

He is very curious about the regeneration of energy in the field and the operation rules of electricity, but after thinking about it, the result that he finally found is "what the ghost king wants this world to be, so that is what it is", so he was too lazy to look for it in the whole city. Generator mind.

Then he pushed the door and went out. The night was quiet and the city was quiet. Standing here, one could see the tall tower in the center.

Fog Town has not been able to change the topography, but the interior of the ghost ship is obviously not the shape of a ship. The distribution of buildings on the second floor tends to be elliptical, which is twice as large as the bottom floor. If it is spliced ​​together with the bottom floor, at first glance It looks like a pregnant woman with a big belly.

The sky at the bottom is very perfunctory. Day and night are like switches. No matter how the people living at the bottom are classified, they actually know that they are like pigs in captivity. At this time, Jiang Huai faintly realizes that those There is still something for a guy who can make a living at the bottom. The "rich people" may know that their fate is arranged from the beginning, and it is useless to really go to the arena to fight.

——And Jiang Huai knew when he was a person on the second floor of the co-tune, there is only one soul in the body, no matter who the original owner of the body is, it should be gone.

The sky on the second floor is much more detailed. At first glance, it is no different from the real sky, but there is a little unreal flaw: it is too low.

The sky seems to be pressing on the head all the time. If you can get closer, it should be more like a painting than a real one. The tower in the center of the building complex reveals a strange atmosphere in the dark, which is what the "boss" said The place where you want to take "Hans" to the meeting is also where the mayor is.

The tip of the tower has been inserted into the clouds, and if there is a sky in the sky, then there may be a way into it.

Hans' "feeling" is not wrong, he is indeed a plague, and the source of the plague is Jianghuai.

Although Jiang Huai is just observing the world, he is attuned almost wherever he goes. He has just acquired a useful new skill and is a bit addicted. Even if he has no experience bar, he can feel that the proficiency of the skill is steadily increasing.

He doesn't talk to the system much, and the system doesn't come to him much, but he knows it's there.

Just like Jiang Huai observed Hans, the system is also observing him.

Jiang Huai put his hands behind his back and stretched hard. When he was walking in the corridor, he heard laughter in the corridor.

Jiang Huai knocked on the wall.

The laughter died and he got it in tune.

The feeling of attunement is amazing enough.

It's like you are holding a fine spider web with one hand, and the other end is wrapped around a stranger's body. Every time the other person's mood changes, it will cause the spider's thread to vibrate, making Jiang Huai feel those emotions... It is easy for ordinary people to be in this " "Perception" to lose oneself, and even be shocked by other people's emotions and forget one's own memory, but Jiang Huai is very calm.

He was like a deep pool, and all the emotions that flowed into him fell into the pool, returning to silence, and nothing happened.

Jiang Huai attributed all this to his habit of cutting his own consciousness, and it is not so difficult to carry the consciousness of others.

On the road, there are ghosts laughing and passing by him. This is Paradise City at night. Not everyone likes the configuration of body + soul. There are always people like Jiang Huai who like the casualness and lightness of ghosts, but they don’t It is not the mainstream of Paradise City, so night is their place.

And the city cannot turn on the lights at night, and the lights at night represent an "invitation" in the eyes of ghosts.

There are not many people like Jianghuai who go out in the middle of the night, and they will be haunted by ghosts when they go back too late, so the people in the company complain about working overtime.

The ghosts acted as if they hadn't seen him, because of the slight trembling of the spider's silk, they lost Jiang Huai's figure in their eyes.

Jianghuai boarded the tram again.

He put his hands on his knees and sat upright. At this time, there are only public lights, street lights, car lights, ghosts up and down, advertising balloons are still floating in the sky, casting a distant halo on the ground , like stars.

Jiang Huai clearly stayed here, but it seemed that he was not in the same world as them.

He watched the people coming and going, the trams going round and round the city like a clock.

It is also like the city on the dial in that distant summer day.

Jiang Huai suddenly realized what the principal wanted——

The director wants a world.

To steal, to rob, to seize, no matter what method he uses, in order to achieve his goal, he will do it.

He invaded the world of Jianghuai, using all despicable means, he is like a disease that appears here, a tumor on the human body, he may know it himself, but he doesn't care, the despicable is so despicable, he just wants to achieve his goal.

Wuzhen and Jiri Art Museum are not yet obvious, and the ghost ship is completely in his hands. There is no need for Jiang Huai to stuff "fragments of his consciousness" into the copy he created again. Everything here has a garden. The shadow of long consciousness.

If you own a house, you have full control over it, and of course you can furnish it however you want.

In Wuzhen, on the surface, the director is still fighting with Liao Yidong, but it can be seen from the details of the layout of the domain... The master of the domain has extended his hand to the domain of the soul.

The method of cutting and cutting in Wuzhen is like an experiment, and the ghost ship is the result of the successful experiment.

It can identify the soul, divide the soul, pull the human soul out of the body and stuff it into another body at will, and even imprint it on the soul - the imprint of the bottom layer is on the body, but Jianghuai can see that the second layer The imprint is on the soul level, and everyone who arrives here is branded. These special imprints that can instantly turn them into slaves are their names, "real names."

Although he only stayed here for a day, Jiang Huai couldn't help thinking: If this level can be achieved, can the dead be resurrected?

The light outside the window fell on Jiang Huai's face, and as the train moved forward, the light quickly disappeared.

Come on, Jianghuai looked at those lights, as if he could see the power transmission route through the lights-all the test results that are not based on reality... are all hooligans.

Experimenting in the field is like playing hooligans. What cannot be done in reality can often be done in the field, but it is meaningless, unless the whole world is... a field controlled by humans.

After all, he found a random stop and got off.

"The first floor is class, society, and raw material origin, where waste materials are disposed of... the second floor is the test platform, the display place, like a large culture medium, and this culture medium has matured, is there another three on the upper floor? What is the third floor?"

What is the third floor, you will know when you go up.

When the sky gradually dawned, Jiang Huai also returned to Hans' hut. This is not a home, but a room, but he caught the group of people who were dismembering the corpse nearby. There is no such thing as "death" in this city. , unless you lose your real name, the guy who is dismembered loses his property, so the dismembered person will be dealt with seriously. Jiang Huai stared at the monitoring equipment rotating under the street lamp, and felt that this serious treatment was probably not very "serious".

But at least no one will have to deal with that poor window tonight.

He lay down peacefully, and after a few minutes, calmly opened his eyes again.

Young Mr. Hans snuffed out the alarm clock before it went off, and he hadn't been in bed for over a year.

Maybe it's because of the sequelae of frequent body changes?

He didn't feel so tired, but he didn't feel completely rested. He didn't even sleep after eating and drinking, but it didn't take long for him to realize that if he didn't sleep, he would die soon, so he forced He lay down, let himself go, and fell asleep, but he didn't get any rest. He just got psychological comfort. With this psychological comfort, he felt better again.

Lying on the bed, unable to get up under the blanket under the soft emotion, what a comfortable and comfortable feeling...but he couldn't get such a feeling at all.

So every day, when he sees a strange body in the mirror, he will have a little regret—then the frequency of changing bodies will be doubled.

It must have not been changed to the one that really fits. It is impossible for him to get his original one, right?

Hans no longer remembers why he changed his original body, but there is an opportunity to become more handsome, taller, and healthier, and the side effects are almost zero, even in the eyes of some workaholics. Not counting side effects, who would not change it?

He stood in front of the sink, and when he glanced at the toiletries on the side, his eyes paused, and he left after washing in a hurry, without looking up the whole time.

I have to go to the company today, I don't have free time, my original plan can't be used, so I might as well not look at this face.

He didn't even enter the company's door, so he got into the boss's car.

The boss is still a rough beauty, Hans turned his eyes away the first time he saw him.

Honestly, what was their plan for yesterday?

It seems to be "Adoption Diary", stop fighting each other, and start to take a warm style?

It's just a bloody butcher's knife wrapped in a warm shell. After the "Gladiator Tournament" program was cancelled, different companies wanted to bid for this new program.

"Adoption Diary" was proposed by Hans' company——

"Donor donors sign up on their own initiative to film the trifles of three to five families adopting these donors. This is a variety show," the boss said, smoking a cigar. "Of course, the agreement of donors is relatively strict. Once After signing the agreement, their bodies and souls do not belong to us, and we, in order to make the program process more dramatic, designed a lot of small plots."

"Of course it's just acting."

"For example, if a family encounters an economic crisis and has to sell the donor, what choice will they make, what choice will the donor make, will they run away, or find other ways, everyone's thoughts and behaviors It’s all different, which is interesting.”

"For another example, if you encounter ethical challenges, such as physical and psychological abuse, heh..." He didn't continue.

"I think," the boss thought thoughtfully, "we may be creating a new path for the entertainment industry in Paradise City. In the past, even if we used gambling to get everyone to pay attention to "Gladiator Tournament", those contestants still It's far away from everyone, and when 'they' really come to our world..." He glanced at Hans and smiled, "They came only in skins."

"Everyone wants to see something new, to see the most direct emotional impact, because emotion seems to be too far away from us."

Hans raised his eyebrows and looked at the boss.

"What we lack is exactly what 'they' have. If this new program is passed, they will come directly to us with a lot of emotion. Some of these people may survive."

"Survive?" Hans repeated the words.

"That's right," the smile on the boss's face widened by two points, "They will become stars, as long as they are lucky enough and enough people like them, they will not become someone's skin, but become slaves, even if it's just Wouldn't it be nice to be able to live as a slave?"

Jiang Huai could see that there was no distinction between the upper and lower classes in Paradise City, but they were not stupid. It could be seen that the people in the gladiatorial competition "were not from the same world as us", just like humans despising monkeys, but Some people despise monkeys, while others think monkeys are cute.

"Gladiator Tournament" makes people feel that it is very interesting to kill monkeys, but "Adoption Diary" gives other people a channel to let them know that monkeys are cute, so that monkeys have the opportunity to receive the same treatment as humans, and get different benefits from other monkeys. destiny.

If such a distorted world develops for hundreds of years, the program "Adoption" may give the bottom a new opportunity to rise, and then start a revolution here and completely change the world.

——The premise is that the head of the garden does not restrain it.

The boss turned the page of the planning book.

"So I added a requirement on the last line that show logistics have to dispose of used material at the end of each episode."

But he is still a little uneasy. He is worried that the program is too well designed, and that the upper management will not believe that this regulation can be implemented considering the impact of the program, which will eventually cause social chaos.

But the boss is also conflicted, because on the one hand, he is confident, and on the other hand, he believes in... the ability of Mr. Mayor.

The frequency of the spider silk coming from him is reflecting his conflicting emotions.

Jiang Huai secretly yawned subconsciously.

His cobwebs extend in all directions, if the power of coherence has a shape, if someone can see these non-existent spider threads, they will find that the whole city is like a net wrapped from the outside to the inside.

——Everyone is caught in the net.

The tower is located in the very center, and the tram will not pass by. Only when you come close can you see how majestic the tower is.

The bottom floor is the widest, it is a hall, there is no one who looks like three melons, but staying here, you can see a lot of beauties, and the feeling of seeing anyone is normal, this is beautiful, That one looks good too, and when I go back home and look in the mirror, I look good too, so it's just plain, except for some newcomers, few people shout anymore.

Hans just followed behind the boss with a flat face, he suspected that he was just a follower who came to support the scene.

When everyone is here, go up.

Most of them also glanced coldly and seldom exchanged greetings.

Compared with the bottom floor, this place is modern and fashionable, and there is nothing missing for the convenience of life. Even if you do nothing, you will not be able to survive. The most frightening thing is that people know your name, but they seem to have lost the most important thing --desire.

Jiang Huai saw it a lot before he realized that Hans's desire to goug his eyes was a kind of strong desire.

The elevator was huge and stopped at different floors. Others walked out one by one, but Boss Hans finally moved his expression on the mirror inside the elevator, as if it was not their turn yet.

"What do the different floors represent?" Hans heard himself say.

The amazing thing about this elevator is that there are no floor numbers above and below the elevator, and there are no buttons on the side. It is not they who choose the floor, but the owner behind it who chooses where they should go.

The boss said: "We have hope... to meet the mayor."

They eventually stopped on the top floor and the elevator doors opened.

Hans stepped out, but the first thing he saw was the cloud under his feet.

The floor below is actually made of glass, and I don’t know how to do it. What you see through the glass is not the scene of the next floor, but overlooking the entire city, as if this tower does not exist, and the top floor is suspended In the sky, watching everyone below.

The entire top floor occupies a large area. They stand on the edge, and the surrounding circular wall is also made of transparent glass. A circular skylight is opened at the top, so the wind blows in, but it is not strong, but it has a cool breath .

A few hundred meters away stood a person, with their backs behind them, gazing at the city below.

The boss led Hans past, and Hans could tell that the boss seemed to be suppressing his excitement.

This is... the mayor?

He still feels unreal in his heart.

The mayor turned around, and unlike other people who seemed to be shining, his appearance was actually a little plain.

He is obviously a white man in his early twenties, but here, his appearance and age do not match, and no one knows his real age.

Hans probably never met the mayor.

With a faint smile on his face, the mayor only said one sentence to the boss: "The show is entrusted to you, can you be responsible?"

Hans probably had never heard the voice of the mayor, it was very strange.

Jiang Huai had never heard this voice before, and it didn't belong to anyone he had met in the city, but the voice and appearance were actually not important, because they were all swapped around casually.

[But why does he look inexplicably familiar? ] Hans thought to himself [Have I really never seen him? ]

Someone answered him, "Think about it again? Why do you think he is familiar? If you have seen him, where would it be?"

The spider climbed onto the web, staring at the prey in front of it, but did not spin silk immediately.

[The mayor never appears in front of the public. In many cases, he is more like a symbol... It is said that only the boss and the others have seen him,] Hans stared at the face in front of him, the more he looked, the more familiar his features were, those maroon eyes Also eye-catching [and... I... if only I could get those eyes. ]

He knew that his idea was almost impossible to realize, but he didn't break the law if he thought about it.

"Obtained" is of course acquired by force. Now this body is good everywhere, but the eyes are not satisfactory to him.

Jiang Huai: Then you are quite brave, huh?

The spider thread attached to the "boss" trembled, and he said: I haven't seen him, but I know he is the mayor.

The mayor waved his hand, as if he wanted them to leave.

He asked people to come and have a look, and then let them go. He seemed to attach great importance to this program, but he didn't seem to care.

Hans was still staring at him without blinking, his pupils were dark, as if they couldn't see through the light.

The mayor has turned his back and continued to observe the city that belongs to him.

Is he the director, a part of the director, the director's consciousness?

According to Wuzhen's experience, if the director wants to eat away at the world safely, he needs to attach to other people like a parasite at first, and then completely integrate the soul of this "other" and occupy the soul and body of the other person. Accepted by the world, become a tumor of the world.

If this is the top floor, there seems to be nothing strange, Jiang Huai thought, it does look like the top floor, but he feels a little unreal.

Jianghuai didn't see any marks, names, levels, or blood bars above the opponent's head, but considering that this is where the opponent's strength is strongest and the system's capabilities are out of reach, it's normal not to see it.

——What's more, the real name here represents everyone's death spot, how could he just let him see it casually.

Hans seemed to think the same way. The glass floor under his feet looked like he hadn't stepped on anything. Maybe he could step on it safely at one step, but he would fall into the endless abyss at the next step.

Even the boss, his mood fluctuated with every step, but Hans didn't know if he was thinking about the mayor all the time, so he didn't have any fear.

The elevator door was always open, and before he entered, he turned his head and took a look again in disbelief.

The young mayor with an ordinary appearance and no memory point has long been turned into a small black spot at the end of the space. He can see clearly because of Jianghuai's superhuman five senses, but because of "common use", Hans didn't realize the extraordinary part of his body for a while.

Shows are always exaggerated.

He saw the other person's back.

The other party had looked down enough, so he raised his head and looked at the mirror reflecting his own face, his brows twitched almost invisibly.

The next second, the elevator doors closed.

At the same time, the joyful emotion vibrated, causing every spider thread to tremble, it was Hans.

[I remembered. ]

[No wonder it looks familiar,] he thought, [The mayor is using my body. ]

He seemed to have figured out a difficult math problem, he was briefly happy, and his mood returned to calm.

He had no idea what kind of bomb he had dropped on Jiang Huai.