Forces of Temptation

They went out to sea in a passenger boat converted from a fishing boat.

In addition to the "Cubic Ark" on board, there is also a dive guide, a captain, two crew members, and two Malay tourists.

Nan Zhou lay on the bow, took off his leather shoes a few steps away, and there was still some white sand on his bare ankles, which was washed away by the split snow-white waves.

The warm south wind, smelling of sea salt, blew his black hair wild.

The sunset dyed the sea area into a furnace of gold, and also faintly melted the wings of the seagulls returning home.

At dusk, there are dolphins jumping into the water, stirring the sea surface into shimmering, warm broken gold.

Nan Zhou watched the dolphin intently, made no fuss, and only recorded all this with his eyes.

He was like a quiet little monster, his temperament naturally formed a barrier.

If you want to describe it, he is a character who occupies a single space in the comics and is isolated from other characters, forming a small world by himself.

As for Jiang Fang, his ability lies in that he can be friends with anyone as long as he wants.

Just now he was haggling with the dive guide, blocking him out of words with a soft voice, now, he took the initiative to establish a relationship with him, and specially taught him some techniques for attracting customers to other popular diving spots and speech.

In less than half an hour, the dive guide had been turned into a buddy by him. He patted his chest and said in Thai with a slight accent that he would give them an extra sea fish tonight.

He lit a cigarette in the direction of Nanzhou, and curiously asked Jiang Fang in blunt Chinese: "Is that...your friend?"

With a hiss, Jiang Fang lit the handmade cigarette, held it in his mouth, and replied vaguely: "Yes."

The dive guide said: "He is very strange."

He rubbed the tip of his hair with the filter, rubbed some grains of salt, searched for a while in the small Chinese vocabulary, and commented: "He doesn't look like a human being."

His description was a bit rude, but it was also quite to the point.

——Many people dare not get close to Nanzhou, because although Nanzhou is beautiful, but because of the perfect body proportions, lines, and facial features, it seems to come out of a painting, beautiful and false, as if it will be swept away by the waves at any time Same as wetting.

Jiang Fang tilted his head: "It's really pretty."

Submerged guide: "Good-looking is good-looking..."

Jiang Fang pushed the filter aside with his tongue, and said with a smile, "Mine."

The dive guide gave a meaningful "Oh" and gave Jiangfang a thumbs up.

Jiang Fang nodded with a smile, smoked out the cigarette, and walked to Nan Zhou's side.

Nan Zhou turned sideways and made room for him: "You come to praise me for looking good?"

Jiang Fang stroked his ears with his fingers that smelled of smoke, and said with a smile, "The ears are quite pointed."

Nan Zhou: "How did you find this place?"

He thought that Jiang Fang might have asked the hotel owner's daughter, but his hearing and memory were good, and he could hear clearly. The place names they navigated to did not appear in the conversation between Jiang Fang and the girl.

Jiang Fang also had no intention of hiding it.

He pulled the Nanzhou boat to the right side of the ship, and pointed to a patch of green trees not far from the beach: "Did you see that place?"

Nanzhou: "No."

Jiang Fang looked at him: "Five years later, this place has become a famous tourist attraction. There will be a real estate development there, which is a small garden house, which is quite cheap."

Jiang Fang: "I had just returned from the casino at the time, and I had some money left."

Having said this, Nan Zhou probably understood.

Nan Zhou: "—ah."

"Yeah." Jiang Fang was disturbed by his slightly protracted ending, and rubbed the back of his neck, "I've been here before. This is my house, and it may be our home in the future..."

After thinking about it, he added a bit: "...one of them."

Nan Zhou: "So, this copy is..."

Jiang Fang said frankly, "It's Tyrande five years ago in the world I came to."

Nan Zhou lay on the railing of the boat, "The people behind the game can manipulate time?"

He pondered: "If this is the case, then many wishes can indeed be fulfilled."

Jiang Fang also looked thoughtful.

It's just that what he thought was completely different from Nanzhou.

Jiang Fang knew that they were in the dungeon, and it was impossible for them to play indulgently.

He brought Nanzhou here, thinking of the beautiful scenery on the one hand, and on the other hand wanting to test his own ideas.

In this area, he happened to have a house.

The dive guide who smoked a cigarette with him just now is also his regular partner when he comes to snorkel, and is his old friend in the real world.

This convinced Jiang Fang that this Tyrande was the Tyrande of the world he came from.

It's just that this period of time was cut and extracted separately as a copy.

Jiang Fang thought this was very important.

Because it is related to the strength of the people behind the scenes.

Before, he contacted Yi Shuige and Lin Zhisong to analyze the strength of the force behind the scenes.

...But at that time, they did not have the information that the other party could "manipulate time".

If they have the ability to manipulate time, it means that the people behind the scenes can really fulfill many impossible wishes.

For example, bring back the dead.

But at the same time, these players no longer have any room to resist, the initiative is completely in the hands of the opponent, they can only be obedient and let them take advantage of them.

They can even rely on this ability to erase their memories when the game is about to end, leaving them trapped in endless game cycles forever.

But in doing so, a new problem arises.

If they all have the ability to manipulate time, then their measures against Nanzhou are a bit stupid.

For example, after Nanzhou trapped the boss in the warehouse, they didn't need to update any patches at all, they just reversed the time, wouldn't they be able to take out the boss directly?

Can't it be switched back at will?

Or is it because you are doing a live broadcast that you can't do this kind of tricks?

This is a very serious question, even related to whether they can successfully get out of the game in the future.

Jiang Fang thought for a while, resting his chin, and then looked back.

The pair of Malay tourists occupied the other end of the boat, taking pictures non-stop.

The dive guide was bragging to the crew and laughed.

These NPCs have no sense of being NPCs at all.

They travel, or live here peacefully, taking guests out to sea every day, chatting with them, and earning not so much money, without even realizing that their world has been invaded.

How many such small worlds are hidden between the ends and margins that they cannot see.

This kind of illusory feeling, which seemed to be nothing, ended in Nan Zhou's grip.

Nan Zhou pinched his wrist: "The boat has stopped."

Jiang Fang came back to his senses: "Yes, we are here."

Nan Zhou: "Then you can teach me."

Jiang Fang held his hand instead, stroking his palm with fingertips: "Yes."

Ever since he fell into this endless dungeon, among the thousands of virtual images, Nanzhou was his unique reality.

Not far from them is a small island like a spine.

The location of the dive site is very superior, it is located on a trench, the sea water has absorbed the sunlight, and under the sunset like a fire, it shows a moving golden color.

According to the diving guide, the seawater conditions here are superior, and the visibility under the sea can reach [-] to [-] meters when the weather is good.

Before the sun set, they dived in the golden ocean current.

Nanzhou's swimming foundation is 0, but in terms of sports, his nerves are naturally superior and powerful.

After being taught by Jiang Fang holding his belt for a while, he has already learned three swimming styles, but he can't step on the water like Jiang Fang, and he will sink when he stops.

Leaving the swimming circle, Jiang Fang is the only thing Nanzhou can rely on in the water.

Jiang Fang's movement of stepping on the water is very natural, with his toes swaying slowly in the water like a fish's tail, coupled with a little movement of his arms to divert the water, he can stand in the sea, and his chest line rises and falls on the sea surface, appearing and disappearing.

Nan Zhou naturally put his arms around Jiang Fang's neck: "Teach me."

Jiang Fang gently pressed his forehead against his, imitating the greeting of sea creatures: "I don't teach."

Nan Zhou: "If you don't teach me, I can only hug you."

Jiang Fang: "You're welcome, Mr. Nan."

So Nan Zhou took Jiang Fang as his transit point.

After a few swims, he dives back, hugs his buoy, and rests for a while.

As for Li Yinhang, she only dared to paddle along the coast, and was still a little afraid of night diving.

So after she promised not to go into the water, her solo travel expenses were reduced to 400 baht.

She safely stayed on the boat to grill the mackerel.

The skin of the fish is grilled until it squeaks, the edges are slightly rolled up, and the soft and tender fish inside is glowing with a tempting burnt brown.

When they had a simple meal and it was 8 o'clock sharp, when the moon rose, the true beauty of this sea area was revealed shyly and timidly.

The crew of the dive guide and a part-time diving instructor also found the way and signaled in the water that they could come down.

After finishing the ear pressure, put on the protective clothing, put on the main and auxiliary lamps and a spare bottle of oxygen, bite on the breathing tube, Nanzhou pulled Jiangfang, and slid down the rubber slide into the water again.

Nanzhou started to explore the hinterland of the ocean for the first time in its life.

Among the bright waves, the creatures hidden in the reef during the day began to parade, showing a completely different biological appearance from that at sunset.

Because there is no sunlight to overwhelm the host, the water is the blue color of the bottomless pit.

So Nanzhou was lucky to be in the water and saw a large galaxy.

Jellyfish migrate in elegant formations, trailing glowing filaments in their tails.

The colorful clownfish poked its head out of the red coral, and then disappeared without a trace.

There are unknown plankton, with cyan light, like fireflies at the bottom of the water, which alternately turn on and off, swimming back and forth.

Standing in this fantastic underwater world, Nanzhou felt peaceful and happy.

The buoyancy of the ocean at night seems to be greater than during the day, and the degree of freedom has been greatly improved.

The two Malay tourists were very honest and kept up with the diving guide step by step.

It's safe, but it also misses out on a lot of great views.

Nan Zhou sketched the outlines of many images in his mind, and swam a little slower.

Until Jiang Fang turned on the light to him and signaled him to come over.

Come see the big turtle.

Nan Zhou swam towards him, but just happened to see that huge sea turtle spread its thick and short limbs full of flesh, gliding in the water, and slowly coming towards him.

This feeling is extremely strange.

It's not like swimming, it's like swimming freely in dense air, gliding freely.

For a moment, Nanzhou couldn't tell whether he was in the sea or in the clouds.

And Li Yinhang, who really stayed on the sea, was picking up the leftover fish bones with an enthusiastic little crew member.

She suddenly heard the little crew member "ah" in surprise.

He ran back to the cabin.

Through the dirty glass stained with traces of seawater corrosion, Li Yinhang heard the little crew member whispering something to the captain in Thai.

The speed of speech is very fast, and I can't understand it.

Li Yinhang, who couldn't understand the language, had no choice but to look around.

I saw a layer of mist forming on the water, which didn't look terrible, but graceful and beautiful.

But she shivered invisibly.

……is that OK?

This underwater tour is expected to go around the island for a week, mainly to appreciate corals, and the time is about 40 minutes.

Nanzhou did not fall behind.

Under the mutual reflection of the main light and the BC light, the range within three meters can still be illuminated.

He followed the light out of the corner of his eye, making sure he didn't get lost, admiring a small blue and yellow fish.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye in Nanzhou.

The light source three meters away disappeared with a snap, as if the TV had lost its signal.

Nan Zhou immediately realized something was wrong and turned around to look.

There was nothing around him.

It was only a matter of turning around, and Jiang Fang was gone.

The dive guides, instructors and Malays were gone.

He probed out of the water and found that the boat was also missing.

All he could see was the sea fog as thick as it was real.

Nan Zhou frowned slightly, following Jiang Fang's example, he stepped on the water lightly.

In the vast expanse of heaven, earth, and ocean, Nan Zhou was suddenly left alone.

Nanzhou: "..."

He was a little distressed, biting a little tooth mark on the oxygen tube.

The searchlight tied to his wrist emits soft white light, but it can only illuminate a range of less than one meter.

Nanzhou became a small group of luminous creatures in this boundless ocean.

Seeing him hovering still, a small fish thought he was some kind of creature holding a lantern, and rushed over wagging its tail, and touched his wrist with a fish kiss.

Nan Zhou didn't panic, he lowered his head and touched the fish's back, successfully scaring it away.

After floating in place for a while, Nan Zhou planned to turn around and swim back according to the route he remembered just now.

However, the moment he immersed his face in the seawater, a huge face of a corpse that had been soaked out of the view of a giant suddenly appeared in front of his eyepiece, and it was directly attached to him.

——Although the facial features were out of shape, Nan Zhou could see clearly that it belonged to him.

Without hesitation, Nan Zhou stretched out his hand to hold the corpse's neck, and twisted it 180 degrees neatly.

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