Forces of Temptation

The viciousness and intentions of the Gaowei people are almost written on their faces.

Although Nan Zhou didn't really enter the game, his various physical values, his memories, including his game system, were all copied and engraved on "Nan Zhou".

It can be said that he has completely followed Nan Zhou's way of thinking and fighting along the way.

This is equivalent to Nanzhou himself lending the game experience and equipment, and the two of them participated in the game together.

He and "Nanzhou" are a wonderful symbiosis of destiny.

And the progress of the game has been promoted till now, when "Nanzhou" realized that he was not the real Nanzhou, he was only one step away from success.

At the same time, there were huge differences in the road ahead of him.

If the previous "Southern Zhou" was a fictional game character, at this moment, he broke free from the restraint completely, and then found himself in a clump of spider webs like an ant lured by honey.

This feeling is not good, so "Southern Boat" resisted with silence for a long time.

{Jiang Fang} didn't like his silence.

Because it means that "Nanzhou" is in pain, and he can't do anything about it.

He pushed his shoulder: "Hey, talk."

"Nan Zhou" put his hands on his knees and said in a low voice, "This is a big matter, let me think about it....Think about it carefully."

His mind was in turmoil.

This sense of confusion is unprecedented for "Southern Boat".

"Nanzhou" also wanted to stay rational and try not to go crazy.

But he thought about it again, this "rationality" was obviously Nanzhou's self-restraint when encountering major incidents.

Such calmness and rationality should never belong to "Southern Boat".

But what should the real "Southern Boat" look like?

"Nanzhou" was trapped in the vortex of thinking, and was more and more twisted by the invisible pressure, and the more he was forced, the more he died.

While mentally tormented, he saw {Jiang Fang} put a hand over from the side, as if to hold his hand, so as to give him a little comfort, but after a few lifts, he still took it back, and turned to him Two slaps on the back of the head.

After the filming, {Jiang Fang} himself felt nauseous, and simply turned his back on it, as if he wanted to draw a clear line with "Southern Boat".

For a while, "Southern Boat" envied {Jiang Fang}.

Although the background of the story is the same, they at least have their own growth experience, their own beliefs, and their own ideas.

Until now, "Nanzhou" is still thinking uncontrollably. If Nanzhou is here, how should he view this matter?

Everything about him is taken from Nanzhou, can he really get rid of Nanzhou completely?

After a long time, "Nanzhou" sighed softly.

He said: "If I choose to be a 'ticket', will you and the [South Boat] in the second world cease to exist?"

"It looks like this. You are the 'ticket', the basis for the existence of this game world, and the protagonist of the story of the first box world. With you, there is a story for the two of us. If Nanzhou is the sun, You are the earth, and that person and I are the moon. You revolve around the Nanzhou, and the two of us revolve around you."

At this point in the analysis, {Jiang Fang} looked at him coldly: "...so I advise you to choose carefully. If you choose not to my liking, I will kill you."

"Nanzhou" reminded him: "Kill me with your own hands, and you will no longer exist."

"……Different."

{Jiang Fang} picked up his cheek with one hand, squeezed it vigorously, and found it was quite soft.

He felt inexplicably happy, but put on a hideous look: "That's why I am willing to die."

"Nanzhou" sighed, ignored his madness, and continued to take stock of the disadvantages left by him: "As you said, if every game starts from scratch, I only have 12 hours of game time at most, and the time is up. , the game is over. We will return to the initial state of not knowing each other. With the memory of Nanzhou, I will continue to think that I am Nanzhou, and continue to break through the level. Maybe when I grab the box with [Nanzhou] in the second world If you are killed, you may be killed by you as a monster. Start all over again... If this is the case, isn't it also a meaningless and sad repetition?"

{Jiang Fang} is not afraid of "Nan Zhou" thinking about the disadvantages of staying in this virtual world, but he is afraid that he will not think about it.

Since he was tempted, {Jiang Fang} naturally refused to let him give up his thoughts.

He said: "Even if it is repeated, you are still alive and have time to be yourself; if you die, you will always be an unfree substitute."

He added: "Besides, being trapped in this 12-hour reincarnation is just a possibility in my guess."

As he spoke, {Jiang Fang} gestured: "What you may gain is permanent freedom."

"If you live, the Nanzhou outside may die. The foundation that affects you will be wiped out from the root, and you will no longer be attached to anyone. ... This is spiritual freedom."

"Each player has a copy of the game, so on each different parallel timeline, there may be tens of thousands of us. Our existence may not necessarily refresh and read repeatedly on the same timeline. Existing independently. After this game is over, this game will be sealed in the warehouse by a certain player, and will never be opened and played again. So you may not repeat these 12 hours, you will have countless at your disposal Twelve hours—that's total, physical freedom."

"Nanzhou" watched {Jiang Fang} attentively, listening to his deceptive words, describing the bright future for himself.

Whether it's this {Jiang Fang} or that Brother Fang, their ability to seduce people is first-rate.

{Jiang Fang}'s face turned red when he saw it: "Where did I say something wrong, just say what you say, don't look at me."

"Nan Zhou" obediently turned his head to look out of the window, and said calmly: "I have experimented, and each time the box can only send away one person. If I choose to stay in the box in the future, I will visit you occasionally, and I have to look at the second [Southern Zhou] occasionally. Switch once in the box and the time will be reset. In this way, this day..."

He pointed to the pitch-black sky outside: "...and this moment, which actually repeats infinitely."

{Jiang Fang} frowned.

He knows what he means.

"South Ark" went from the first world, passed through the second world, and came to the third world. During this process, there is a fixed save point.

After experimenting, we can see that the time and location of the save point are fixed.

"Unless we give up using the box and never see each other. Otherwise, every time I come through the box to see you, everything you have done in this town will be reset to this moment. Nothing happened." Nan Zhou said, "... Can this be called freedom?"

{Jiang Fang} shrugged his shoulders and didn't care: "For me, every day here has no special meaning, I just pretend to live and protect a child next door who once protected me. "

{Jiang Fang} hid the other half of the story and didn't say it.

...In fact, he didn't intend to let "Nanzhou" go at all.

As for [Southern Zhou] in the second world that is currently in a state of shattered chaos, he doesn't care.

Anyway, he won't die.

He said casually: "What's the point of resetting time? We can keep our memory, even if we reset it, we will live forever."

"Nanzhou" was silent for a while.

When {Jiang Fang} gradually became impatient, "Nanzhou" asked back: "Why do you want me to stay?"

This question greatly exceeded {Jiang Fang}'s expectations.

His eloquent tongue froze for a moment, and he was speechless.

He couldn't figure out why he had been used to being alone for so many years, and suddenly it became unbearable.

This feeling of wanting to keep something as urgent as a child was so strange that he was at a loss as to what to do.

So he opened his mouth and retorted: "Who wants you to stay?"

"Nanzhou" hummed, put his hands on the side of the bed, and stood up: "Then I want to talk to [Nanzhou] from the second world."

{Jiang Fang}: "..."

Cunning little liar, cheating again!

The words have already been exported, like flooded water, and he can't say anything to keep him.

Seeing "Nanzhou" using the lockpicking skills accumulated by Nanzhou to rustle the iron box, {Jiang Fang} pursed his lips: "You remember, I am waiting for you here."

He paused, turned half of his body, did not look directly at "Nanzhou", and said in a low voice: "...No matter what decision you have, you have to go through that box and tell me."

"Nanzhou" guessed his thoughts: "You are afraid that I will die without saying hello."

{Jiang Fang} grinned, revealing a mouthful of beautiful and neat teeth: "Yes. If you dare to commit suicide silently, I will..."

"Nanzhou" quietly waited for his next article.

"Just" for a long time, {Jiang Fang} couldn't think of a suitable curse method, so he had to say sadly: "...Bite you to death."

"Nanzhou" is not afraid of such threats: "Monsters bite people to death."

While speaking, the tin box opened in response.

"……Hey."

Seeing him making gestures to open the box, {Jiang Fang} stopped him: "...don't sacrifice yourself for others, no one is worth you...to die for him."

"Nanzhou" followed in his heart: It seems that there is no one worthy of me living for him.

But he still nodded to {Jiang Fang}, his body melted into a piece of drifting white light.

This time, after waking up in his bedroom, he didn't rush to look for the iron box, but opened the window, and used his fingertips to tease the little fat bird that kept chirping. Immediately, he went downstairs, hugged I lost my long-lost "parents".

They, as always, did not respond.

After the one-way hug, "Nanzhou" went out, rode his bicycle, and roamed in the empty daytime town.

Surrounded by street scenes that are so familiar that they are engraved in his brain, even the protrusion of a certain brick on the wall of the street is consistent with his memory.

This is a memory that belongs to him and does not belong to him.

He went to school and took his sketchbook.

After finishing all this, "Nanzhou" found the iron box in the library where Nanzhou often went, opened it neatly, and set off for the next world in a box.

The two looked at each other's face with exactly the same tear spots as their own, and were speechless for a while.

"Nan Zhou" is using Nan Zhou's skills to draw a portrait for [Nan Zhou].

And [Southern Zhou] already knew the uniqueness of this dungeon from "Nanzhou".

He doesn't talk about his own thoughts, just ask him: "What do you think yourself?"

"Nanzhou" lowered his head to outline the lines, while expressing his own thoughts: "I have never had such a dungeon in my memory: I actually don't have to do anything to win."

[Nanzhou] hit the nail on the head: "If you lose the game, you win; if you win the game, you lose."

Although this logic is a bit peculiar, it just applies to the current scene.

"Nanzhou" still wanted to hear his opinion: "What do you think?"

[Nan Zhou]'s temperament is completely different from that of {Jiang Fang}, and he thought clearly: "Before you came, we existed. Perhaps, we were born to welcome your arrival."

"...So, what you think is the most important thing."

"Nan Zhou" remained silent for a long time, and asked the question that {Jiang Fang} had never been able to ask: "As long as I die, Jiang Fang will be happy, right?"