Forces of Temptation

Nan Zhou was covered with an old police officer's thin coat, lying on a makeshift bed made of several chairs, his nose sweating slightly from sleep.

In the dimness, a hand put on his shoulder.

Nanzhou's eyes were still clinching, and the emergency mechanism in his body suddenly activated.

He habitually grabbed the opponent's wrist in the dark, clasped his fingers slightly, and wanted to use his skill to remove the opponent's wrist.

The other party was not an idle person either, and when he sensed the situation was different, he kicked up and kicked over the two chairs with his waist down.

Nanzhou's waist is very strong, he doesn't roll sideways to dodge like ordinary people, he kicks the stool with one foot to use his strength, bounces high, his legs are slightly different, entangles the neck of the comer, and jumps onto his neck as lightly as a kite , give it a hard shake——

Jump, twist, throw, fall, all in one second.

This has long been Nan Zhou's muscle memory.

In "Eternal Day", this is how he survived.

A few seconds after the muscles woke up, Nan Zhou, who was squatting like a little leopard in the mess, managed to open his eyes.

…He has never been good at organizing his thoughts quickly after sleep.

He first saw He Yinchuan, then he saw the two teams of soldiers surrounded by him in the room, and finally he saw the old policeman standing at the door of the lounge, looking at them in bewilderment.

Nan Zhou looked at them in bewilderment, feeling puzzled in his heart.

……so many people.

He Yinchuan shook his hands: "Hey."

His wrist was twisting at an unusual angle.

Nan Zhou was stunned for a moment, realizing that he seemed to have caused trouble: "...ah."

He Yinchuan hurriedly explained: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm habitually dislocated. Hey, I didn't take good care of my body in the early years, and I created this virtue for myself. It has nothing to do with you."

In order to show that it was okay, he moved very swiftly, and snapped his wrist back with a click.

Nan Zhou looked at the other soldiers.

They are also silently looking at themselves.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Suddenly, an impassioned "Compendium of Materia Medica" rap exploded in the quiet and narrow lounge.

Nan Zhou kept his face expressionless and was taken aback.

The old policeman was stunned for a moment, and looked around, only to realize that the buzzing vibration and loud ringtone came from his cell phone in his trouser pocket.

He frantically took out his mobile phone and hung up the phone in a hurry before he could look at the caller carefully.

After hanging up the phone, the old police officer nodded apologetically to them, and put the phone back in its original place.

Unexpectedly, within 10 seconds, the bell rang again.

He said "Hey" and took out his phone again.

But at this glance, he couldn't move his eyes away.

The names on and off the screen turned him into a clay sculpture.

The old police officer didn't know how he pressed the switch button.

"……Hey?"

There was a lot of chatter on the phone, every voice was repeating the same meaningless "hey hey hey", mixed with excited cries and calls.

The person over there said something softly, as if afraid of scaring him.

However, that voice was drowned out by countless joyful voices.

"Mom, Mom—I'm back, I'm going home, I—woo—I want to eat your miso soup..."

"It's me, um, I'm back, I'm in City C, and my daughter is by my side....It's fine. We're all fine."

"Boss! Where are you, Boss? ... Where are we?"

There was a lot of voices.

This forced the person on the phone to raise his voice: "Grandpa, me!"

Now, even Nanzhou heard it.

Li Yinhang's joyful voice was sent through the signal from thousands of miles away: "I, Little Bank!"

After the signal-blocking base station was turned off, everyone was making phone calls, trying to raise their voices to amplify their joy endlessly.

Li Yinhang had already contacted his parents immediately. He was afraid that the old man would be too emotionally impacted, so he wanted to wait until he went back to talk to his grandfather slowly.

But the joy around you is contagious.

She can't wait.

The hand of the old police officer holding the mobile phone trembled slightly, and the corners of his shrunken eyes were moistened.

his little bank.

The household registration is a small bank run by him himself.

But soon, years of experience in the police force made him calm down quickly, and he firmly grasped the point: "I heard someone say just now, where are you?"

He paused, looked at Nan Zhou: "...C City?"

On the other side, He Yinchuan didn't ambiguously ask Nan Zhou, "How about it, come with me?"

Nan Zhou held the old policeman's coat in his hand, carefully straightened out the wrinkles, and put it on the back of a standing chair: "Where are you going?"

He Yinchuan: "Go and see Jiangfang."

With just four words, He Yinchuan succeeded in abducting a paper man without any effort.

Before leaving, Nan Zhou walked up to the old policeman, and obediently submitted the self-criticism that he wrote yesterday after obediently eating instant noodles.

The handwriting is sharp and powerful, and the words are sincere and serious.

It is the level that can be put out to make a model review.

The old police officer looked at this handsome young man who wrote the self-criticism and wrote it well, and was speechless for a while.

Nanzhou had something to say to him.

"Yinhang, she's fine." Nanzhou organized his words and said seriously, "She's...a very outstanding human being."

……

After boarding the plane with Nanzhou, He Yinchuan briefly explained the current situation to him.

Jiang Fang's situation was different from others.

More than half a year ago, an accident of unknown cause broke out in "Gravity", and hundreds of players around the world fell into a coma and passed away one after another.

The only person still alive is Jiang Fang.

As a result, Jiang Fang's body was taken over by relevant departments and transferred to a secret hospital code-named 101. Surrounded by various high-tech medical equipment, Jiang Fang was carefully cared for and monitored day and night. I hope he can wake up as soon as possible and explain the situation.

Half a year later, mass disappearances broke out.

Everyone suspected that the disappearance was inseparable from the player's abnormal coma and death.

Therefore, even when manpower was the most scarce, someone was always monitoring Jiang Fang's physical condition in real time.

"He has woken up in the hospital now. But the doctor didn't let other people go in to see him, and didn't tell him to talk. He said that he needs to do a system check." He Yinchuan said, "Our destination is the hospital."

Nanzhou nodded: "The stadium..."

He Yinchuan continued: "Xiao Zhou and the others have taken over. The situation there... is quite complicated."

Nan Zhou conveyed a puzzled "Huh?"

"It's not a big deal." He Yinchuan raised his hand and scratched his cheek, "In short...it's the resurrection of the dead."

In Li Yinhang's wish, the objects of resurrection include all human players in the beta and official operation of "Gravity".

"Among the people I met, there was a girl named Song Haining, and a girl with a weird name... Ah, yes, Hua Sisi, they have already passed away in reality, their ashes were buried in the cemetery, and their IDs were also cancelled. .Everything is troublesome, and I will be busy next time."

"Well, in this case, it will indeed be very busy." Nan Zhou asked, "Why don't you stay there?"

He Yinchuan shrugged his shoulders and said with a hearty smile: "Xiao Zhou is holding the sky down. He is tall. Besides, I have a little friendship with you. It will always feel better to let me pick you up than a stranger. Come on."

Nan Zhou followed his address and said, "Xiao Zhou, your friend, his hand..."

He gestured.

He Yinchuan froze for a moment, and naturally understood what he wanted to say, and grinned happily.

When the corners of his mouth were raised, the corners of his eyes and brows were all smiling: "Didn't classmate Li Yinhang say that all players should return to 'personal normal life form characteristics'. If two hands are really broken, it's not considered 'normal' Life-form traits' right?"

Nan Zhou let out a "huh" and was relieved a lot.

After looking at a group of soldiers with straight backs, he turned and looked out the window.

They drove into the clouds, and the floating clouds of various shapes accompanied by the rising sun seemed to crush hundreds of millions of suns, pouring them all over, and flowing straight to people's eyes and hearts.

He Yinchuan looked at him intently: "After asking so many questions, don't you ask yourself?"

Nan Zhou asked: "You took me away, what do you need me to do?"

He Yinchuan wrenched his fingers: "Maybe...take a little political study, read more books, take classes, take some tests, and then..."

He lowered his voice: "Take a system."

Speaking of this, he resumed his natural tone of speech: "Of course. The first thing we need to do is go see him."

Nan Zhou gently pressed the tip of his nose against the glass of the plane: "How long will it take for us to reach him?"

He Yinchuan looked at his watch: "This is the most advanced military helicopter, about 450 kilometers per hour... In two hours, we can arrive no matter what."

Nanzhou: "No."

He Yinchuan: "Are you in a hurry?"

"No hurry." Nan Zhou stared outside for a moment and said, "I must remember to tell him about this cloud."

He Yinchuan followed his gaze to look out, and found that they were entering a winding cloud pillar.

It was as if they had passed through this cloud tunnel forged by the skillful hands of heaven, and they would land in front of Jiang Fang in the next moment.

He Yinchuan himself is not naturally romantic.

Looking at the sea of ​​clouds in the sky and the ground, he just thought, oh, it would be great if Xiao Zhou was here.

……

Nan Zhou had never been to a hospital, so he didn't know that few hospitals were so silent.

The footsteps of a group of people knocked on the floor, as if they could echo in the human soul.

Under the guidance of the dean, they arrived at the top floor of the clinic building.

In such a place where death is known and life is born, because there is too much greed, anger, ignorance and resentment, and the pain of love and parting, even the air is cold and suffocating.

The subtle ticking sound of the instrument and the humming sound of the electric current running form a symphony of heavy bass of life.

When they arrived at Jiang Fang's ward, Jiang Fang's attending physician was notified by the nurse and walked out of the door.

He Yinchuan went up to meet him: "How is he?"

The attending physician wore a heavy mask, lowered his voice, and exchanged information with He Yinchuan softly.

The nurse just made a mistake, and a cat slipped into the ward lightly and silently.

The soldier who escorted him all the way took a step forward, thought for a moment, but didn't say anything to stop him.

Nan Zhou stood in front of Jiang Fang,

Jiang Fang on the hospital bed turned his head and looked at him quietly.

His whole body was so white that it was so transparent that even his neck veins and the whites of his eyes were slightly blue.

He opened his mouth, moved his fingertips slightly, and Nan Zhou followed his fingertips knowingly, touching his index finger.

Jiang Fang smiled, and said softly, "Little Prince, your knight brought you out. In the future... would you like to travel around the world with the knight?"