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000 lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, not daring to say a word——

Master A is in a bad mood.

It turned out that some "person" accidentally touched "Yellow Spring" due to internal reasons, and this BUG has not been discovered until now.

L9 and L15 responsible for the programming of this module have already been punished, and the subsequent storm that can be caused is hidden and incalculable.

Since the release of the video of the Hanging Underground City, countless people have jumped to the flames and touched the underworld in an unruly manner.

This is not the most important thing, the only human being introduced by A, it was time to go downstairs, but there was no movement for a long time.

"You said, what is 'Qi Xuelu' thinking?"

000 replied frightenedly: "Maybe, it's because of fear."

"Afraid?" A savored the word and shook his head, "The probability of this emotion appearing on him is close to 0."

"That is, uh, nostalgia? You see, he didn't have many friends during his lifetime, but he got a lot here, so of course he is reluctant to leave."

This is a reason.

"His next copy, increase the difficulty," A put this trivial matter behind him, "If he hasn't gone downstairs, report to me."

"Yes."

A week later, A got the expected answer.

Qi Xuelu and his companions managed to break through even in the SSS-level dungeon that was forcibly increased in difficulty.

"Not only that, the NPC heard that they are going to enter the instance of 'Skyscraper'." 000 was a little anxious, "Sir, why don't we just..."

"Rules cannot be broken," A said with a flustered expression, "This is your third suggestion, and I hope I won't hear it again."

000 timidly shrunk his transparent body, which was as large as a hill, and his thousands of faces wrinkled at the same time, as if he was about to cry.

It said "yes" muffled.

What 000 proposed is to abolish the "wish" function, so that those who have accumulated enough points can directly exit the game.

Those who have successfully crossed layers will enter reincarnation; those who have not yet been convicted will go to another layer.In this way, souls come and go between the floating island and the underground hanging city in the game, layer by layer, until all the sins are over.

But... there is a downside.

If you accumulate enough points in the game, but don't make a wish to "get out of the game", you will stay for a long time.

It's nothing more than staying, but those who stay are all extremely capable people, there are many people who are evil and good, and this has caused a small part of the imbalance.

A can tolerate stagnant circulation of a small amount of energy, but cannot tolerate challenges to its own system.

"Then...Master, should you seal the skyscraper first? The maintenance L1 and L2 said that it will take at least a month to fix the bug."

"Why so long?"

"There are two solutions. The first one is to kill the No.30 floor where Huang Quan is located; the third one is to cover up the No.30 floor with a real scene, pretending to be the first to No.19 floors that normally exist in the copy. The former will cause the copy to crash, while the latter has a relatively large workload, which is equivalent to adding content to the original frame..."

"Can't it be restored to the state before the bug appeared?"

"Impossible," 000 said angrily, "Those big idiots, do you know what they did before? They simply added a hidden state to the No.30 floor! So the players used displacement props to hit them by accident. The bit is moved in! Now there is player parameter intervention, and it can no longer be modified to hide."

Similarly, if it is simply modified to hide, it will treat the symptoms but not the root cause, and there is still a risk of exposure in the future.

"So, master... we have already automated and intelligentized the entire process, why do we keep Huangquan? There is also the older door, which has long been out of use, and there are hidden dangers in keeping it, so it is unnecessary. .”

A has no explanation.

Because, Huang Quan was attacked, and it was very violent.Stopping even for an instant is a red flag.

After thinking for a while, he casually put on an identity and went to the skyscraper.

Fate is like this, every seemingly ordinary intersection, every decision made in a calm manner, may be a decision point of a branch of fate,

In the building, A met Qi Xuelu who was dying.

This is the third time they have met.

-

551 was isolated outside the room, anxiously flying up and down, tried to sneak in several times, but was stopped by 000.

This transparent giant with a face all over its body is really scary. 551 usually screams and faints just by looking at it.

But it suppressed its fear and told itself that the anchors before the beauty look looked like this during the live broadcast, and maybe they would look like this without a fuel machine...

Arguing with reason: "Why don't you let me in, even if, even if your number is my senior, you have no right to stop me!"

000 remained motionless.

"You talk! Damn it," 551 hit it with his body.

Because 000's body is as elastic as jelly, 551 was ejected several meters away by his momentum, cursing and swearing incessantly: "Oh, you hit me, I want to report you—"

000 wanted to slap the noisy fluffy ball flat, but Huo Lvxing told it to get along well with 551, so it really worried about the system.

It sighed, picked up 551, and wrapped it in its big hand: "Don't touch porcelain, be good. Your master will come out later."

The whole process is as gentle as picking up an ant, for fear of pinching a hair and being scolded to death by the owner.

Alas, 000 thought sadly, the small system is dirty, and I forget my son when I have a wife.

In the house, in front of the crackling fireplace, in the melting fire, Xuelu lowered his eyes, unable to see clearly.

Because it is next to the sea, after nightfall, the room is a kind of gloomy and cold, and the cold air seeps into the bones.

Xuelu is usually not afraid of the cold, but now, he just feels that every joint has been infiltrated by the cold air.

"So... this game was never called the nineteenth floor. In other words, it wasn't called a game at all. It was just a 'program' built by you to judge the dead."

"Then, will everyone come in?" Xuelu raised his eyelashes, "My mother too?"

Huo Lvxing really wanted to say something nice to comfort him, but he couldn't.

He said dryly: "Not everyone. To be precise, there are only two kinds of people. One is the people whose long-cherished wishes have not been fulfilled."

"What about the other?"

"Sinful people."

The former, working hard in the virtual world, falsely fulfilling their wishes, and stepping into reincarnation.The latter, undergo enough miserable betrayal, pain, death, and then cycle until the sin is paid.

"Really. It means that my mother has no sins and no long-cherished wishes..." A tear rolled down the corner of her eyes, Xuelu shook her head, not knowing whether to cry or laugh: "It's good."

"And me, what do I belong to? The latter?"

"No, the former."

"This is telling me, have all the sins on my body been paid off? I..."

"People are born clean, and there has never been a father's debt," Huo Lvxing held his hand seriously, "On the contrary, you are a person of great merit. Before you died, you made a wish to me, wanting to return to the Childhood, live a carefree life."

The wishes given by the nineteenth floor were all false, but Huo Lvxing didn't want to deceive him, blocked his memory, let him wake up in the body of the little bionic man, and tried to give him a happy and relaxed life.

But just as Xuelu said, since the third meeting between the three, this goal was already doomed to fail.

Xuelu stared blankly at the wall fire for a while, it was too bright and dazzling, physiological tears flowed down quietly.

He wiped his eyes carelessly: "Is this why the game drove me away?"

"Those who can't really leave the game after making a wish are sinful people. If it were you, you would directly enter reincarnation, or be resurrected in a parallel world."

"What's the resurrection in the parallel world?" Xuelu couldn't help shouting, "The past, the reason for my death, and the victims who lost their limbs are all fake!"

Huo Lvxing couldn't answer this question, no matter how he answered, it would be a knife piercing Xuelu's heart.

The young man with red eyes gasped for a while and regained his composure.

"Then why did you save me in the building? If I die, won't I achieve my goal?"

Huo Lvxing couldn't answer this question.

In fact, that day, even if the young man didn't fall down the stairs, Huo Lvxing would try his best to kill him.

But when he really stood beside the young man and saw the unwillingness and despair in his eyes, Huo Lvxing couldn't do anything.

He used a pseudonym to carry "Snow Deer" out of the building step by step, restarted the dungeon, and set the time back to before entering the dungeon.

This time, Qi Xuelu successfully ran into the No.30 floor, but did not find any information left by Heju, and decided that Heju was dead.

He is like a lost animal that has lost its shelter, recklessly exploring on the No.30 floor.Huo Lvxing was afraid that Qi Xuelu would be taken away by the power of Huangquan, so after Qi Xuelu left, he forcibly removed the No.30 layer from the copy, and embedded it behind the Vientiane Gate, the carrier used by the previous generation.

The No.30 floor collapsed, the entire copy was crumbling, and the skyscrapers began to fall apart.

Important clues are buried, NPCs are ejected, and players can only escape.

In the dark corridor, they circled down, one step after another, stepping into the mouth of the abyss...

Fate tricks people, let's do it again, Qi Xuelu still can't make it to the end of the dungeon.

He was seriously injured, lost consciousness, and failed to forcefully escape from the [SSS-level props · BUG door] with the main force.

Huo Lvxing searched all the parallel worlds after that point in time, but couldn't find the future where Qi Xuelu escaped safely.

Seeing Uncle Zhang crying and hugging Qi Xuelu, who was in a severe coma, and seeing the darkness that collapsed like a beast's mouth, Huo Lvxing made a decision.

Reincarnation is governed by laws, and so is the dungeon. He cannot forcibly save people, but he has the right to recruit employees.Therefore, he included all the players who were trapped in this dungeon and did not leave in the employee system.

Qi Xuelu, Zhang Shengmao, and unexpectedly, there is also Xie Huating who has been stuck in the BUG for many days.

At the same time, in order to prevent similar incidents from happening again, A blocked all copies, props, and equipment of SS and SSS levels.

Both the upper limit of the ability and the upper limit of the scope of exploring the truth have been cut in half, and the players no longer have the strength to shake the "game".

Following the disappearance of the leader of the source organization, one of the founders and elders of the Crying Boy Brotherhood also fell in the dungeon. This day was a day of despair for the Hanging Underground City.

And the little bionic man was also born in the abyss on a peaceful day and became an employee of the floating island.

His name was chosen by A.

Thinking of this, the sadness in Xuelu's heart faded a bit, he couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth: "Fool... the 'snow deer' I said is the deer's deer!"

Huo Lvxing said a little impressively: "I'm sorry. Because your name is Lu, I thought it was Xiaolu's Lu."

"What kind of society, who still uses this word in spoken language!"

He curled his lips and lowered his eyes again.

"Then who am I? Qi Xuelu, Xuelu? I..."

As Xuelu, he personally eliminated many of Qi Xuelu's old friends.

Looking back now, it can be considered that I have accompanied them through the final journey, and I have regretted it.

He took a deep breath and changed the subject himself: "Jiang Ye and Yuan Jian, how are they doing now?"

"Jiang Ye only has the last two layers left, and he will be reincarnated soon. As for Yuan Jian," Huo Lvxing shook his head, "he is an indescribable genius."

"What do you mean?"

"He used props to leave the 'game,' the only case ever."

Xuelu was taken aback: "BUG?"

"No, it's a complete use of the rules." Huo Lvxing explained, "He has three [Oberon's gold coins], and he can leave the instance after using them. Then, he used them in the Hanging Underground City."

"Wait... The floating island and the underground hanging city are mirror-symmetrical. In theory, the use of props and equipment is completely prohibited."

The original intention of this design is to prevent uncontrollable violent incidents such as players fighting privately, maintain order, and also to reduce costs.

Xuelu suddenly remembered that during the night of the ghost banquet, according to the rules, all non-ghost players should fall asleep, but the agent was awake because of [Oberon's gold coins].

Because it is "leave the copy at any time", so, in order to ensure this, the person who owns this item can always keep awake.

"So, this rule is also above the forbidden items in the Hanging Underground City?"

At that time, Heju also successfully understood the rules: "It is not the floor that belongs to the game, but the game belongs to the floor."

The underground hanging city and the floating island are part of the game itself, collectively referred to as "instance".

"He has already entered reincarnation," Huo Lvxing said, "Of course, now [Oberon's gold coin] has added a limit, the holding limit is 1, reducing the possibility of players using it in the main city."

"Can't it be deleted?"

"In that dungeon, there are some things from the previous generation of the 'game'. For example, the Gate of Vientiane. So the permissions of the props are simple and rude in popular terms," ​​Huo Lvxing said, "For example, in human society, Most of the materials and information are archived electronically, but there will still be a small part of them that are paper files, and they will continue to exist. At critical moments, paper files may still come in handy.”

"So, why innovate?"

Xuelu put down the hot cocoa in his hand, and looked at the man motionlessly with his golden eyes.

"I always feel that there is no need to give hope to a journey with a fixed result."

"Help the unfulfilled wish fulfill the long-cherished wish?... engage in these 'games' like 'humanistic care'? Pity? It's just a high-ranking self-righteousness." Xuelu laughed mockingly, "Enter the game after death, try to survive, save money. Money, making wishes, and the results are all scams! People go through pain over and over again, and experience false and indifferent hopes? Monkey playing, walking the dog? What is this?"

"Also, what are the employees? Hmm? If you are lucky and perform well, you will be reincarnated as employees. Former civil servants in the underworld are now ignorant bionics?" Xuelu became more and more excited as he spoke. Sprinkled the table, "The reason not to load emotional modules for bionic people is to repeat this bunch of irrational designs in ignorance so that they will not be questioned, right?"

"I'm sorry," Huo Lvxing said softly, "but it works very well. The pain that sinful people receive before reincarnation is 5% of the old model before."

Xuelu was almost speechless.

He felt deeply powerless and absurd.

Outside the window, on the silent beach where no creature would pass by, the waves tirelessly roll in and leave, peaceful and beautiful, but without a trace of life.

Living in such a place is very comfortable, but also at a loss: Can an area where only the owner survives be called the world?

Do you want to live in dreamlike beauty, or touch seafood in the seaweed-infested and dirty-looking waves?

"It's still the same sentence," Xuelu's voice was a little hoarse, "What do you think is pain? Injured, tired? But what about the pain in the heart? Being deceived, played with, bullied, rolling the wheel like a hamster" Into a thousand miles'?"

"Because there is no emotion module, androids can do cruel things instead of games, right?"

"Because there is no real death, players can be kept in the dark and repeat despair, right?"

"Listen, I'm not the Holy Father. Taking a step back, sinners should enjoy the corresponding punishment, OK. But what did the people who have long-cherished wishes do wrong? Let them work hard for their false dreams, and then... ...It's all fake."

Xuelu couldn't tell whether Uncle Zhang's real memory was Uncle Zhang when he was an employee, or Zhang Mang after he became a player.

But in his memory, Zhang Mang cried and begged him to pass the last dungeon. He wanted to save enough gold coins to exchange for 100 million for his wife and children.

But the fact is that there will not be 100 million, and Zhang Mang's wife and children will not benefit from his desperate efforts.Zhang Mang had a sweet dream, reincarnated, and nothing in the world would change.

Huo Lvxing wanted to speak several times, but finally fell silent.

Xuelu saw off the guest weakly: "It's late at night, I'm going to sleep."

"Tomorrow..." Huo Lvxing suddenly said, "Should I come to you again tomorrow?"

Xuelu stared fixedly at those dark golden eyes that couldn't see any expression for a while, then shook his head: "Let's talk."

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