Forces of Temptation

The Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties saw a lot of unfavorable starts.

But this absolute disadvantage is the first time.

Yuan, Ming and Qing never believed in premonitions.

He dismisses this as a delusional self-comfort that humans make when they make foolish gambles.

They have always relied on precise calculations and detailed control to achieve overall control.

Do everything in advance, then everything is in the palm of your hand.

But I don't know if it's because of being submerged in the body of this carbon-based creature for too long, infected by their weakness, and living in a small dormitory like a pigeon cage.

Yuan, Ming and Qing always felt that the execution of this task was quite weird, so they took the opportunity to do a simple inventory of ideas while they settled down in Tang and Song Dynasties.

Nan Zhou, Jiang Fang and Li Yinhang completely lost their memory, and knew nothing about the mission environment and goals.

Tang and Song also obtained long-range shooting weapons that surpassed the "Cube Ark" at the beginning.

Regardless of hardware and software conditions, they should be superior.

And from the perspective of the audience, they will never feel that this 2V3 PVP setting is biased.

After all, everyone's memory is cleared by one click of the dungeon, and no one remembers who the other party is. Whoever can break the balance of the number first and draw more people into his camp is his ability.

Furthermore, for the establishment of trust, the more people there are, the more difficult it is.

When Yuan, Ming and Qing confronted each other in the carriage, they imagined the possibility of various platter combinations for five people.

Unexpectedly, in the end, it was still "Cubic Ark" who belonged to "Cubic Ark", and "Adam" who belonged to "Adam". The other party's whereabouts were unknown, and they were assigned to a staff dormitory.

Regarding the current results, Yuan Mingqing couldn't say anything, but felt "inappropriate" in general.

But when he broke apart the experience in the carriage and recollected it, he couldn't find any problems.

After much deliberation, he found that the only choice point that led to the situation becoming uncontrollable was that Tang and Song hid in the dark, tried to attack but failed, but were killed instead.

If he succeeds then...

But Yuan Mingqing stopped this dangerous idea in time, and lowered his eyebrows calmly.

It's happened, there's no point in complaining.

Moreover, the moment of entering the tunnel is really the best time to attack.

If they are lucky, they may even have a chance to completely solve the "Cube Ark" in the tunnel.

Even if you are yourself, you will be tempted by this great opportunity.

Yuan, Ming and Qing were very interested in exchanging current information with Tang and Song. After all, it would be easier to open up their minds if they had to talk.

It's a pity that they can't talk deeply, let alone expose the facts they already know.

Thinking of this, Yuan Mingqing smiled wryly in his heart.

They obviously don't have amnesia, and they have an advantage in the setting, but they don't get many benefits. Instead, they are hindered everywhere, which makes them spend more attention on hiding their identities.

He asked Tang Song: "How do you feel?"

Tang Song lay on his back, with clear resentment in his voice: "...how did it become like this?"

Yuan Mingqing covered him with a quilt: "You can rest in peace."

Tang Song's complexion was set off by the slightly yellowish damp pavement covering his body, which made his complexion look pale as paper.

Tang Song stared at Yuan Mingqing, his voice was hoarse, and there was a dark thorn in his tone: "You shouldn't worry about me."

Yuan Mingqing frowned.

Tang Song... is this beating around the bush and blaming himself?

Why didn't he know that he had better ignore Tang and Song Dynasties and forcibly follow the "Li Ark"?

But under the circumstances at that time, "Li Ark" was not pretending to himself at all.

If he had to stalk them, it would be too suspicious in the eyes of the audience.

Tang and Song came later, what did he know?

What did he do again?

After all, if he hadn't failed in stealth, why should he look forward and backward and be limited everywhere?

But the fiery temper of the Tang and Song Dynasties will not die down because of the silence of the Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties.

The muscles in the injured area twitched and ached, and each twitch burned his knee like coals.

He had never suffered such a loss before, and under the double torment of anger and pain, he became even more aggressive: "You think I'm a waste, so you pity me? Look down on me?!"

Sensing the different emotions in Tang and Song Dynasties, Yuan Mingqing forced himself to swallow the complaints that had reached the tip of his tongue.

Tang Song has always been proud and capable. Knowing that there are tens of millions of people watching, he can't accept such a psychological gap when he is kicked off the cloud in front of all the audience.

Therefore, he felt that Yuan Mingqing did not trust his ability and thought that he could not survive alone, so he gave up the goal of killing "Li Ark".

He had no way to vent the anger that had been stagnant in his chest since he was injured, and he simply poured it all on his teammate.

After guessing his thoughts, Yuan Mingqing's turbulent mood calmed down.

One person with a broken mentality is enough, isn't it?

Yuan Mingqing put his palms on Tang Song's soft and cold backs, and comforted him softly: "Just think I'm afraid. Let's stay here with peace of mind, and after looking around, don't worry."

However, compared to his gentle comfort, he clasped Tang Song's fingertips slightly as a warning.

...wake me up.

You are not that important, I am here for the mission.

When Tang Song reluctantly returned to his seat under his oppression and slumped on the pillow, a friendly voice came from outside: "No. 250?"

Yuan Mingqing: "..."

Yuan Mingqing looked at the badge number on the chest of his newly issued overalls, stood up expressionlessly and opened the door.

The elder sister with a gentle smile in front of him is giving him uniform daily necessities.

She said: "We are new here, so we are not in a hurry to start work. We will rest for a few hours today and report to the workshop in the evening. We must work hard and try our best to enrich our lives."

Yuan Mingqing was holding the cheap toothpaste and toothbrush that was equipped uniformly, and his face was almost frozen with laughter.

After closing the door, Yuan Mingqing embraced the washbasin with both hands, looked at Tang Song who was suppressing shame and anger with his eyes closed on the bed, and sighed slightly.

Even though the situation had become so unfavorable, there was still no movement from above regarding this mission, nor did they give them any decent reminders.

In other words, officials believe that the task is still completely within the controllable range of their capabilities.

Then it is very likely that he is the right choice to stay away from the "Cubic Ark".

Yuan Mingqing let out a breath of depression slowly.

That being the case, the officials must have their own calculations.

They may even be carefully planning a death situation in which the "Cube Ark" can kill each other and exhaust itself.

He will work here with peace of mind first, and try to find out as much information as possible.

……

If Yuan, Ming and Qing knew the current troubles of "Li Ark", they would probably die on the spot.

The three walked up and down, and found that there were only three of them in the huge and luxurious hotel.

There is plenty of food in the kitchen refrigerator, which is not locked.

Li Yinhang took an inventory, and was worried about the full warehouse, suspecting that the food was poisoned, and they would become mentally ill if they ate it.

Jiang Fang accepted it well: "Then is it going to starve to death?"

He entered the cold storage for a while, then came out and asked Nan Zhou, "What do you want to eat?"

Unexpectedly, Nan Zhou shook his head.

For him, all food in the world tastes like paper, and everything he eats is the same.

Jiang Fang raised his hand and came over with something missing.

Subconsciously, Nan Zhou caught it with his backhand, adding a little more redness to his palm.

"I'll give you an apple to eat first. Wait for us outside."

Jiang Fang brought Li Yinhang into the cold storage to prepare vegetables.

With his fingertips running along the iron vegetable storage bar, he counted and conceived of all the vegetables and meat that were still raw materials: "Stir-fried shredded chicken with winter bamboo shoots, fried mushrooms, Dongpo pork, and noodles with fried sauce..."

Li Yinhang held the vegetable basket and obediently filled it.

Nan Zhou didn't listen carefully to what he said, but just stared down at the apple in his hand.

He had seen it in illustrations.

And now it is carrying a little water vapor, falling coldly and heavily in his palm.

Nan Zhou lowered his head, and with every kind of seriousness and curiosity, took a bite from the side of the apple.

Then, he froze on the spot.

The taste is first grainy and brittle, followed by the quick burst of sweet and sour juice, with a bit of frost and coolness, sliding down his throat and soaking his whole heart.

He leaned against the door and waited for Jiang Fang, while eating the apples in one gulp.

When Jiang Fang turned out of the cold storage with the vegetables, he happened to see Nan Zhou in a daze with a short apple stalk in his mouth.

…the front is delicious, but the core is a bit bitter and a bit hard.

But on the whole, the flaws are not concealed.

He wanted to eat another one, and when he raised his eyes, he happened to meet Jiang Fang who couldn't laugh or cry.

Jiang Fang took the apple stem from his mouth: "Mr. Nan, you don't need to eat the core when you eat apples."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he froze for a while, feeling that the words were familiar and the scene was also familiar.

Under the fluctuating mood, he inadvertently exerted more strength on his fingertips, and brushed against Nan Zhou's soft lips, which were still stained with some apple juice.

His mind moved, but unexpectedly he didn't withdraw his hand, his fingertips rested on the corner of his lips, as if he wanted to provoke a smile from that indifferent flat arc.

Nan Zhou was indifferent to such ambiguity, and began to look forward to dinner: "When will dinner be served?"

Jiang Fang lowered his hands, as if standing in front of him was not Nanzhou, but a sincere heart that he couldn't look directly at: "Listen to you."

After the meal, the senior came over.

He didn't make a special trip to arrange work for them, but he came here to ask them what else they lacked, treating them as guests.

Li Yinhang hurriedly grabbed him and questioned him, the senior also responded to his request, took out a map, and carefully marked all the patients living in this block for them.

In this block, 200 neuropaths with various symptoms lived.

Even all the symptoms were memorized in his mind in detail, like a machine rather than a human being.

In contrast, Li Yinhang felt that he was a goosehead.

Nan Zhou asked, "What if we go out and have conflicts with our neighbors?"

The senior replied: "Try not to. If it really happens, there is nothing to do about it."

This is vague.

Nan Zhou: "If we encounter an odd number of murderers, the three of us can hack him to death first, right?"

The senior smiled gently: "In 'Eden', everyone has their own value and the right to make choices freely. The only thing for people with 'high aggression symptoms' is to live a good life. If some residents do something that affects other residents, kill other residents, or other residents kill him, they are also free."

"Without paying any price?"

"There is no need to pay any price." The senior's smile is always so calm, and the arc of the corner of his mouth is constantly rising, so that there is an inexplicable strangeness, "Just live and wait."

"wait for what?"

"I don't know." The senior replied, "The instruction we received was to 'wait'."

Nanzhou: "Whose instructions?"

Senior: "God."

Li Yinhang was terrified when he heard it.

Where is the Garden of Eden here?

It's just a Shura field that breeds endless dangers of death.

She felt very uneasy, so she turned her eyes to Jiang Fang apprehensively.

Jiang Fang was quite interested in the map provided by the senior.

Holding the entire map in his hand, he observed the densely packed dots representing inhabited people: "Where do we live?"

The senior enthusiastically pointed out for them.

Jiang Fang picked up the black fountain pen and asked, "Why did you arrange us here?"

The senior laughed and said, "Because..."

Before the other party could speak, Jiang Fang made a small stroke on the map where the three of them were located.

Jiang Fang stared at the completed map, feeling suddenly in a trance.

The ground was blurred in his eyes like ink and wash, and then gathered again.

Nanzhou noticed that his body was shaking slightly, and that something was wrong, so he took a step forward and took the man into his arms.

As expected, Jiang Fang's body softened, and he leaned on Nan Zhou's shoulder as a pillow, panting low, as if he was not breathing well.

Nan Zhou asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Fang rubbed his forehead against his collarbone and did not answer, but the corners of his lips curled up in an inconspicuous arc.

He acted softly: "Mr. Nan, hug me, I feel bad."

Nan Zhou suddenly changed from Mr. Nan to Mr. Nan. He was a little surprised, but he didn't resist. He hummed, put a hand on his shoulder, and hugged him obediently.

The senior also continued the second half of his words at this time: "...Because, this is the best arrangement."

……

At this time, in the normally orderly high-dimensional studio, various signals poured in and out like an avalanche, causing chaos.

The chief director poured out a signal of anger mixed with uneasiness, infecting every helpless staff present.

"How many times have I said, don't you understand me? This is not a copy at all! If we continue to live broadcast, there will be problems!"

"When the pairing was successful, there was a force that hijacked the transmission channel. This is not some PVP, it's a damn new space! It's Jiang Fang and Nan Zhou who learned the fucking head drop in the last dungeon!"

"The devil knows what they are going to do?! I only know that if the live broadcast continues, the champion 'Adam' you want will become a complete joke!"

The reply over there was quite ruthless: "Don't make unnecessary presuppositions. Now all the viewers haven't noticed it, and they are watching happily. Tell me, if we cut off the live broadcast, what excuse will we use?"

The director was restless: "But that is a small world created by them, and we can't do anything in it! On the contrary, they—they are the masters of the small world! The cameras and connectors that follow up are all It's out of control!"

In other words, in that world, if "Adam" died, he was really dead.

Worst of all, "Adam" is ignorant and completely treats this place as a game!

When the director was so anxious that he was fried, the reply he heard was extremely cold and mocking: "Then die. Anyway, the government can't intervene now. If they must die here, they will not be able to explain why they suddenly disappeared in the future. It’s better to just broadcast it like this and maximize the benefits. The ratings are so good, it’s impossible for you to kill it.”

After speaking, the signal connector was unilaterally closed.

The chief director cursed harshly and stared at the screen that was sent back.

He was outside the situation, and the situation in front of him was also seen in a fog, so that his heart could not be realized at all.

Now, the only chance for "Adam" to win is that "Cubic Ark" probably used some kind of head-down or other means to make their own amnesia in order to make the play more realistic.

As long as the "Cubic Ark" does not recover its memory, "Adam" still has a glimmer of life!

The author has something to say:

Brother Fang: Thank you for the invitation, I have already recovered, and I plan to sleep with my wife directly under the condition of taking advantage of the opportunity.