Forces of Temptation

Hearing this, Jiang Fang's originally calm eyebrows moved slightly.

He pinched lightly with his fingertips to suppress the turbulent waves that had arisen in his heart.

He wanted to dictate Nanzhou's memory through himself.

But that reason wasn't just because I said those stupid wrong things.

Nanjixing stared at Nanzhou again, and said, "But about the memory, I can only tell you."

Those present are all people who can wink.

Yuan Mingqing, Chen Sufeng and Li Yinhang heard the words and stood up at the same time, the three of them lined up, ready to go out.

Jiang Fang didn't move, but changed his posture and sat down.

Nan Zhou also had no doubts about Jiang Fang's existence, and said to Nan Jixing: "He is also me."

But Nan Jixing insisted inexplicably, and looked at Jiang Fang, but refused to relax at all.

After looking at each other briefly, Jiang Fang understood, got up and said to Nan Zhou, "Go out and get you something to eat?"

If he wanted to stay, Nan Zhou didn't care; if he wanted to leave, Nan Zhou didn't force him.

All he said was, "I want baklava."

After Jiang Fang closed the door and left, Nan Zhou turned to Nan Jixing: "Can't he listen too?"

Nan Jixing looked away from Jiang Fang's leaving back: "No."

Nan Zhou: "Hate him?"

Nanjixing shook his head.

No.

He just thought that Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang should not stay together when returning the memory to Nan Zhou.

Nan Zhou seems to have grown up in a town, but in fact he has been living in a dangerous jungle.

This determines that no matter how human-like his temperament is, he is still fundamentally different from human beings.

For example, when he was injured, he was more used to finding a corner to hide and lick the wound.

Nanjixing had seen him injured, so he wanted to leave this room for Nanzhou.

After the room was cleared, Nan Jixing walked up to Nan Zhou, squatted down obediently, and put his fingers on Nan Zhou's knee.

Nan Zhou carefully looked at the appearance of his little flying squirrel after it turned into a human.

When he was completely naked, except for a pair of three white eyes, he gave people the impression of being fierce and cold.

But when he showed all his facial features, everything came together wonderfully.

He is not fierce, just purely focused and stubborn.

Nan Zhou started wanting to touch his ears and stomach again, imagining that he was making a purring sound with this handsome and indifferent face,

The two stared at each other for nearly 3 minutes.

3 minute later.

Nan Zhou: "Say it."

Nanjixing: "You take it."

Nanzhou, Nanjixing: "..."

One of the main pets was sitting by the bed, the other was squatting under the bed, looking at each other, thinking about what went wrong.

After all, Nanjixing was born as a small animal, so he can't use complex vocabulary, especially after getting anxious.

He knew many things clearly in his heart, but he couldn't say them out.

He tried his best to use his weak language organization ability to explain intermittently for a long time, but the more he talked, the more confused Nan Zhou was.

He can only understand one thing.

Nanjixing wants to return the memory to himself directly.

Not "inform", but "transmit".

Although he and Nanjixing are both members of the "Gravity" game, their fundamental nature is different.

Nanjixing is a complete data creature.

Nanzhou is another dimension.

They are completely different species.

But Nanjixing said that he got his own memory.

In other words, my memory is stored in the data body of Nanjixing in the form of data.

His own memory was once extracted from the body and turned into data.

……Why is there such a situation?

Is it the handwriting of high-dimensional people?

After all, in "Gravity", only high-dimensional people can do such a thing.

But it is absolutely impossible for them to have the freedom to take away other people's memories at will.

If they could do such a thing, they wouldn't use all their resources to target themselves.

Just like the human game engineer who invaded Neverland silently.

Nan Zhou thought that he could make himself immortal because he had set up an external program. When he judged that he was about to suffer fatal damage, he would pause the copy time, let the player win, and teleport the player away in time.

Once the player left, the intruded data would automatically disappear, and the damage to Nanzhou's body would only be limited to flesh and blood injuries.

This kind of restraint behavior can even cause certain bugs.

For example, once, certain players had caused fatal injuries to him and completed the mission, but he broke his neck violently while waiting for the teleportation.

It can be seen from this that the engineer has no authority to deal with the aftermath at all.

Those wounds that should have been fatal were all slowly healed by Nan Zhou hiding in the dark.

High-dimensional people should be the same.

They have a certain degree of control over the environment, but they are still unable to control people themselves.

If they want to achieve complete control, they can only let people voluntarily release their authority and actively hand over some rights to them.

——Is that the so-called "wish"?

Nan Zhou had a strange idea.

...Have you ever made a wish to a high-dimensional person on your own initiative, at the cost of your own memory?

But does your own memory have any special value?

Nanzhou's side has already figured out most of the key points, but Nanjixing's side clearly knows everything, but they just opened their mouths and yelled angrily: "Wow!"

This sound made him even angrier.

This fully proves that he still can't speak human words.

Then he huddled his tall and burly self by the bedside table, sulking.

…The sugar glider is still very aggressive.

His ears, hidden in loose blond curls, had become animal ears, hanging down and flapping in frustration.

But Nan Zhou didn't feel sad because the memory couldn't be retrieved, but picked up his ear curiously, and rubbed it twice: "Can I change back?"

When the master and servant in the room were at an impasse, Jiang Fang asked Yuan Mingqing outside, "How much do you know about 'Shao Mingzhe'?"

Yuan Mingqing looked at him sideways, thinking about how to politely refuse to answer, when Jiang Fang said with a half-smile: "At that time, you were the main force to deal with us, so you should be responsible for all information related to us. You know."

Yuan Mingqing laughed twice.

Don't tell me, he really knows.

Before the fake [Doomsday Syndrome] copy, they were still the winning team that the Gaowei people placed high hopes on.

The instance of [Evil Falling] happened just before [Doomsday Syndrome], so both he and Tang Song knew about the sudden appearance of "Shao Mingzhe".

Although the information that Yuan Mingqing knew was limited, considering the current situation, if "Shao Mingzhe" was the South Jixing, it was enough for him to understand the logic of many things.

At the beginning, something must have happened in Nanzhou, and it opened up its authority to Gaowei people.

The price is your own memory.

And Nan Jixing managed to take away, or copy his memory, while cutting himself in half during the transaction.

The sugar glider Nanjixing that followed Nanzhou was the one that was truly "separated".

It carried its own memory, and all its tenderness and loyalty, and stood by Nan Zhou's side.

And the other half, full of barbarism, vigilance and force value, the little guard also embraced the memory of Nanzhou, sleeping in the sea of ​​data.

He used his deep sleep to complete a stealthy robbery.

He was originally a little boss who was good at looting and sneak attacking, and it was his old profession to snatch things from other people's hands.

This even deceived the Gaowei people who traded with Nanzhou at that time.

The little sugar glider has three chances to reorganize the data and use it to protect Nanzhou.

It gets weaker with each use.

This also proves that Nanzhou has encountered an inexplicable danger.

Data has always been stable and conserved, one ebbs and the other ebbs and flows.

The weakness of the little sugar glider was exchanged for the stimulation of the sleeping data.

In the pursuit of thousands of people, the little flying squirrel Nanjixing was released from the first layer of restrictions.

Thus, "Shao Mingzhe" was born.

He was taken to the "paper gold" where Nanzhou was at that time, and at the same time he recovered a little bit of memory, knowing that he was going to find his lost other half.

To find the little sugar glider means to find himself, to find Nan Zhou.

This should have been a simple matter.

The two Antarctic stars are one, so much so that the random system of the game pool has received a strange induction and traction, and assigned the "Cubic Ark" and "Shao Mingzhe" together.

——That is the copy of [Evil Falling].

It's just that things didn't go as smoothly as he imagined.

The second time, they met in [Evil Falling]. Not only did they not know each other, but they were also wary of each other.

Nan Jixing launched another attack in order to get rid of the siege of the lower head, and met him on the truck.

Nan Jixing didn't recognize his human form, so he hurried home after the fight, wanting to see if Nan Zhou, Jiang Fang and Li Yinhang were all right.

"Shao Mingzhe" thought that the little flying squirrel was a creature in the dungeon, and searched hard around the hotel, but to no avail, until the game ended automatically, and he was also sent back to a safe point.

I don't know how much loss he felt when he was standing on the safer long street.

Fortunately, after this time, "Shao Mingzhe" awakened even more.

When "Cubic Ark" formed an alliance with "Adam", and "Douzhuan"'s Boss Qu suddenly teamed up with "Rumeng", both rushed to the top of the list, and the two tigers competed, the world channel was full of discussions about them for a while.

Other players said that "Cubic Ark" will definitely go to "Douzhuan".

"Shao Mingzhe" relied on the inexplicable sense of closeness to "Li Ark", which drove him to find the door awkwardly, and squatted in the cafe opposite "Douzhuan", waiting for them eagerly.

Even though he didn't know the reason and result of his sitting on the sidelines.

Yuan, Ming and Qing thought about it one by one, and felt that Nanjixing's trip to find its hometown was indeed extremely hard.

However, if Gao Wei hadn't decided to besiege Nanzhou, "Lifangzhou" wouldn't have been besieged in "Paper Gold" just after downloading the dungeon, and the situation was critical.

If they were not trapped in "paper gold", they would not have met Yi Shuige.

Without Yi Shuige's assistance, even if they wanted to use Nanjixing's mouth to escape from the siege, it would be difficult to achieve.

If Nan Jixing hadn't tried to make his head bigger, "Shao Mingzhe" wouldn't have been summoned.

That way, nothing happens.

Thinking about it this way, everything seems to be predestined.

A ring within a ring.

People who should meet will always meet.

Thinking of this, Yuan Mingqing became interested instead.

What is the lost memory of Nanzhou?

……

He had such great expectations that when he re-entered the room and learned that Nan Zhou didn't know what happened during that time, Yuan Mingqing's best gentle smirk almost collapsed.

The little sugar glider was squatting on Nan Zhou's shoulder, dejected.

However, Jiang Fang did not express his disappointment at Nan Zhou's failure to recover his memory.

After feeding him dessert before going to bed, pushing him to wash up, and making a bed soft, Jiang Fang did everything naturally and smoothly.

For Jiang Fang, whether he recovered his memory or not, he was him.

Since no one blamed him, Nan Jixing quickly walked out of his petty emotions.

As usual, using both hands and feet, he diligently dug a soft hole in Nan Zhou's pillow, took a small towel in his mouth, and happily prepared for sleep.

Unexpectedly, not long after Nan Zhou fell asleep, Jiang Fang lifted his tail and unceremoniously threw him off the bed.

Nan Jixing, who rolled twice on the ground, landed on his buttocks and propped his paws on the ground: "...???"

He was about to have a seizure when Jiang Fang raised his finger to his lips and hissed him softly.

Nan Jixing had had enough sleep in the past two days, but he knew that Nan Zhou hadn't had a full night's sleep for more than a day.

The breath that Nanjixing raised was just like that.

whispering sound.

If you don't go up, you don't go up.

Let Nan Zhou spend your points to buy me delicious food tomorrow.

Nan Jixing thought sourly, slipped out of the suite with his little quilt in his mouth.

Because the number of members of "Cubic Ark" increased greatly, they changed to a two-bedroom apartment-style apartment this time.

Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang slept in a room, Li Yinhang slept in a room alone, Yuan Mingqing and Chen Sufeng slept in the living room.

In the "ancient city-state" that advocates force, the security protection of the residence is also the best.

It is difficult for an ambush like the one in "Homeland Island" to happen.

However, there should be only the group of good-for-nothing couples left among the Gaowei people.

Even if the Gaowei people sent them here, they would probably just lie flat and pretend that the signal was not good and did not receive the order.

Yuan Mingqing on the sofa in the living room felt quite at ease, and thoroughly implemented the "whatever you come, you will be at peace" thoroughly, the pillows were padded with two layers, and the quilt was also extremely soft.

Nan Jixing, who was kicked out, secretly observed Yuan Mingqing under the sofa.

Yuan Mingqing also knew that it was observing him, and made up his mind to pretend to be asleep, and did not intend to have any intersection with it.

Who would have thought that Nan Jixing just watched him for a few seconds, then made his stomach a trampoline, jumped onto the back of the sofa three times and then ran away.

He stomped so hard that Yuan Mingqing took a lot of effort not to hum.

Standing at the end of the back of the sofa, Nan Jixing looked at Chen Sufeng who was sleeping on the camp bed.

Nan Jixing is not very familiar with Chen Sufeng.

Although he closed his eyes, Nanjixing knew that he was suffering from insomnia.

He may be wary of Yuan Mingqing, a high-dimensional man, or he may be missing someone.

Who knows.

Nan Jixing hesitated for a while, but did not bother him.

He chose another narrow door crack, twisted his body, and squeezed himself in.

Li Yinhang couldn't sleep either.

She didn't know why she couldn't sleep.

Maybe just not sleepy.

She always maintained a posture, motionless, and she was a little hot.

Who would have thought that as soon as she turned around, she was taken aback.

Nanjixing was holding the edge of the bed with its two thin front paws, its feet were off the ground, like a small swing, hanging in the air.

He pressed his face against the bed and peeked at her.

Li Yinhang and him just looked at each other for a while.

She asked in a low voice, "They won't let you sleep together?"

Nan Jixing nodded with infinite grievances.

It's reasonable.

Anyone who knows that the pet his object raises may turn into a handsome young man with blond hair and black skin in the middle of the night will not allow him to sleep soundly on the couch.

Li Yinhang thought for a while, then stretched out his hand to make a small nest for his pillow.

Nan Jixing's eyes lit up, he bit his little quilt, and climbed onto the bed excitedly.

Li Yinhang looked at the ceiling and asked, "You don't suddenly become a human, do you?"

Nanjixing: "..."

He chirped weakly.

Li Yinhang breathed a sigh of relief, took out an apple, and shook it.

In the darkness, a little paw took the apple and held it in his arms.

With a small heat source around her, she suddenly felt a little sleepy.

However, in the next second, the little paw put down the apple and touched her ring finger on the pillow.

Li Yinhang was taken aback for a moment, and when he looked again, Nan Jixing had already closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.

Only the golden lines on his face seemed to be shining brightly.

……

In another room.

Jiang Fang put one hand behind his head and gently curled Nan Zhou's hair hanging down beside the pillow.

"He's gone." Nan Zhou, who had his eyes closed, slightly opened them, "You have something to tell me, I can listen."