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The Queen of Gold and Silver sat on the high platform prepared for her. She was not the only host tonight.

She reached out her hand to the boy wearing the crown, inviting him to sit in the most conspicuous place next to her.

Bei Qiao put on white gloves for the boy, making him look dignified and elegant.

The boy walked up the steps of the hall step by step, and he waved to the guests with a smile, just like a real prince.

"The first step is to establish communications between the West District and other districts," Bei Qiao said.

At the beginning, because the west area was used to store "Luo Xingu's personality", when Bei Qiao set up the area, he deliberately set it as a closed environment.Coupled with the aloof and conservative personality of the Queen of Gold and Silver, for so many years, the West District has been like an ancient castle in the old century.

"Little Qiao." On the other side of the screen, Luo Shang'an's voice was playful, "Don't go too far."

"Don't say that about me. I'm already very dedicated." Bei Qiaola said in a long voice, "The real emperor of the world has returned, how can he keep silent?"

Alai who was beside Luo Shangan let out a "hiss", obviously shocked by Bei Qiao's words "The Emperor is back".

The queen beckoned to Bei Qiao, "Messenger of the sky, which side of the holy spirit realm are you from?"

"I'm from outside the world," North Joe said.

The queen covered half of her face with a folding fan, and there was a hint of displeasure in her beautiful eyes. "There are some bumpkins out there, it's really hard for you to pass through those boring places." The Queen said.

This can't be blamed on the Queen of Gold and Silver. After all, the West District is the most beautiful and wealthy area. Although the food they eat is rubbish, it doesn't prevent them from feeling pleasing to the eye.People in the North District often have flushed cheeks and rough behavior.People in the southern district are cautious and scheming.Therefore, all human beings outside of the Western District were classified as "hillies" by Her Majesty the Queen.

"I will give you the thank you gift I mentioned before... Well, it seems that an angel is not there?" The queen watched for a week and only saw Bei Qiao and Su Qi.Su Qi stood in an extremely hidden corner, eating a piece of dry biscuit in her hand.

"He's gone back, and he has other important things to do." Bei Qiao explained, "We don't need a thank you gift, we just want to ask for something from His Royal Highness."

The young man tilted his head to look at Bei Qiao, and the meaning in his eyes was - "You didn't discuss this with me beforehand."

Bei Qiao ignored the boy's questioning, moved his fingers lightly on the screen, selected a small piece of code, and started to run it.

There was a commotion from outside the hall.

Bei Qiao asked in a very low voice: "Are you ready?"

Luo Shang'an answered on the screen: "Of course, all of them are connected."

The next second, a few dwarves in red and purple clown costumes walked in, carrying a crystal piano on their shoulders, with bright rubies inlaid on the four corners of the piano.

Bei Qiao said: "I hope His Royal Highness can add to the fun of the banquet and play a piece of music."

The boy's eyes haven't moved away since the moment he saw the piano. The queen beside him has already begun to reject the foreword - nobles always speak in red tape, and the word "no" has to be brewed for a long time.The boy ran straight down the steps and motioned for the dwarves to put the piano away.

He sat down on the piano bench with ease, and stroked the surface of the crystal piano cover with his fingers.

"Little Qiao is really funny." The young man couldn't tell whether the praise came from the heart or was sarcasm, "Then I also have to adapt to the occasion, so I can play a song... "Hope Never Dies"?"

"Take as long as possible," Bei Qiao said.

The boy smiled, "I practiced the piano at home when I was five years old, but I played it for four or five hours in a row."

Before the words fell, the fingertips swam, and the beautiful music flowed out from the hall.

On the small screen beside Bei Qiao, data streams poured down.

A few days ago in Watch Point of the North District, Bei Qiao transformed the core system code of the world into "punched paper tape" through code reshaping, which is the form commonly used by music boxes.

He is in the West District, and the fastest way to restore communication and link the entire No. 0 world is to use the core system program.

- Music coding.

The golden loudspeaker spreads the sound far and wide.

The moment the dusty air touches the sound of the music, it is like clear oil rippling on the water.A communication sky frame was automatically formed one by one, and they rushed all the way to the distance of the Jinyin Mountains.It crosses the borders of regions, heading for red brown rocks, snow-capped mountains, rotten water and dead trees.

It stretched out like a girl's skirt, dyeing the entire world map in color.

In the tower of North Second District, beside the sleeping Xiyou, Aqiu quietly stared at the sky outside.

"It sounded like music," she said.

In the flower area of ​​the South District, people in protective clothing gathered in groups, and the queue heading for the North District was long and endless.

They raised their heads and looked into the distance, looking for the direction of the sound.

at the same time.

With the completion of the preparations on Luo Shang'an's side, the traces of noise spread along the network and communication cables.

Lookout outpost in the blockade zone.

A crowded hospital clinic.

Endless inspection team.

There are three things in this world that are the deadliest.

Sunlight, sound and air.

But the sunlight is not penetrating enough, and the air is not moving enough.

Only the sound of music is invisible.

No one pays special attention to the music slowly sounding around them, or in other words, when they realize it, the sound has already merged with the air around them.

In the dungeon queue, the child holding his parents' fingers stopped crying. He turned his head in the long queue and whispered into the dark night.

"Someone is talking to me."

"The child is in a coma."

"No, Dad, someone is really talking."

"what?"

"Well... listen, he's saying, 'Please embrace hope'."

In a quiet room, a colonel in a dark blue military uniform and neat military boots is sitting on the sofa reading a book.

His expression was very serious. The cover of the book was a bit worn and some pages were missing, so he read it carefully.

The text on the pages of the book is not neat, the handwriting is blue and black, and sometimes it is even red.

Obviously, the owner of this book does not have a pen at hand all the time, and once he has the opportunity to write, he will eagerly write it down.

The page the colonel was reading at the moment contained these words.

……

I used to hate everything.

I hate those hypocritical faces, I hate those maggots who kneel at the feet of power and money, and I hate those cowards who look at themselves all day long and clamor for 'the world is not fair'.

I was only three years old when I was brought back to the lab.I didn't know if I had family, where I came from, or where I was going.Because since I came here, I have only a body left, and a soul that has been forcibly taken away and not controlled by myself.

White is the scariest color in my memory.They always wear white clothes and pull me onto the laboratory table. I still cry at first, but my voice is hoarse and my eyes are swollen. They will not reduce the experimental items even a little bit because of my crying, so I put it away. tears.That thing is useless.

I began to learn to communicate with them, and showed a willingness to cooperate with the experiment.They put me at ease, fed me good food, told me bedtime stories, and allowed me to use the best equipment in the lab.When I showed a rare talent for programming, they even sent a teacher to teach me—and soon, I didn’t even need a teacher.

I started to be specially used to do an experiment about the control of human brain consciousness. This kind of experiment is very painful. They hope that I can realize that I can control the virtual world with only my brain without using physical programming.I've had numerous shocks and surgeries, which has left me with amnesia from time to time.This sparked their new idea - to populate my brain with the memories of countless other people.So, sometimes I feel like a student, sometimes I feel like a technician, and more often I firmly believe that I am a hacker.

After all, I am really good :)

Walking off the lab bench again, I regained consciousness. They tried to test whether my body could maintain vitality and physiological response when I lost my brain consciousness. And ignorant, but the body is still curled up because of humiliation.

I will... kill them all.I thought so.

The severe headache hit again, and I sat on the bed surrounded by a thin quilt.The door of the laboratory opened and a group of people walked in.Ah, probably another big leader, some people came here in the past, they called it 'inspection work'.

I was soaked in hazy consciousness until a figure stopped in front of me.I looked at him, it was a boy about my age, he hugged me, and took off the white scarf around my neck to wrap around me, the warmth came and dispelled the cold around me, I looked at the corner of the scarf That Snow White Mountain.

He said: "Live, and then there will be hope."

He was gone, and I was buried in that scarf, smelling a faint scent of white wood.

In the countless days and nights since then, I will always think of him. Even if the memory is confused, I never miss his appearance.

For the first time, I had the idea of ​​understanding the outside world, seeing with my eyes, hearing with my ears, and feeling with my body.

Maybe he doesn't remember me long ago, but it doesn't matter.

One day, I'll find him, give him that hug back, and say it to him.

——『Because I love you, I am willing to love this world where you exist. 』