I'm a god in the infinite game

Over there, Tang Erda was chatting with Fang Xiaoxiao.

Talking about small talk, Tang Erda, who had been the captain of the Heresy Management Bureau, was always extra vigilant towards npcs like Fang Xiaoxiao who were suspicious, or monsters, and his words couldn't help but carry a hint of torture.

"How do you know that we went to the observation station and saw another Fang Xiaoxiao?" Tang Erda interrogated condescendingly, "I feel that you are very skilled in being dug out."

Fang Xiaoxiao didn't seem surprised by Tang Er's interrogation of him, and just smiled miserably: "Because I was dug out for the first time, these monsters not only want to test the alien humans, but also test us humans to the same kind in the group. Reaction."

"When we were thrown into the crevasses in the early days, these monsters hadn't filled us with snow yet."

"They want to do a project on how humans survive in a desperate environment with limited resources. They tell us that within three days they will gradually fill in the snow and enter the ice crevasses. During this period, they will release the humans who can grab the resources and escape. , and those who cannot escape will be permanently frozen."

When he said this, he closed his eyes with great difficulty, and tears rolled down: "In order to mislead these monsters' perception of human beings, so that they can kill each other and tend to become extinct while simulating human beings, we simulated a realistic battle. The game of grabbing resources and cruelly harming the other party."

Fang Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, and the hands holding the cup couldn't help shaking. He lowered his head and took a sip of hot water. Tang Erda noticed that his teeth were full of coagulated blood, as if he had been bitten. Prey in general.

"We ... focused our resources on the youngest team members, let them escape, and three days later, we were buried by snowfill."

When Fang Xiaoxiao's always melancholy expression came to this point, he finally couldn't help but become ferocious. He was like a wounded beast making a sound from his throat, roaring hoarsely and sadly:

"We thought their experiment was over! But we didn't expect that they marked the young players who left, kept monitoring the whereabouts of these young players, and then turned back when these young players couldn't control their emotions. When saving us, the monsters took a new research interest, they misled their direction, and let them dig another ice crevasse!!"

Fang Xiaoxiao was trembling all over:

"...the group of things set up a control group. They made two monsters change into the appearance of these escaped young team members to dig our ice crevasse, and induced those young team members to dig another one to fill up the ice crevasse that changed into us. A crack in the ice that looks like a monster..."

"They want to know whether human winners are more likely to believe that the losers they save are of the same kind, or human losers are more likely to believe that the winners who save themselves are of the same kind..."

Tang Er opened his mouth. Seeing Fang Xiaoxiao's numb expression, he couldn't help but lower his tone: "So... what is the test result?"

Fang Xiaoxiao had no expression on her face, only an ugly and stiff smile on the corner of her mouth, and tears kept streaming down her empty eyes:

"We identified the [winners] after we were dug up, but the kids didn't recognize the [losers] they saved, and they lived with the monsters they saved for two months and with two of them After having sex, the two children were brought before us and the results were revealed."

"These kids went crazy, they doused themselves in fuel oil, burned themselves and jumped into the acid and killed themselves."

"I know that Fang Xiaoxiao is one of the humanoid monsters they simulated to deceive these children."

Tang Er was silent for a moment, then continued to ask: "How can you be sure that we are not monsters who came to dig you?"

Fang Xiaoxiao moved her eyes dully, and muttered to herself: "You will not be monsters, because these monsters can only imitate human beings that have appeared before, and there is no way to imitate brand-new human beings. I have never seen you in Antarctica. .”

"And they have tested that we have the ability to judge whether the [people] who dig us are of the same kind, and they will not try again and again on this kind of thing. Even if they come to dig us, they are usually in the form of protoplasm and will not change. grown up."

Bai Liu, who was carrying out the excavation work over there, waved his hand and signaled Tang Er to fight over.

Tang Er calmed down and looked at Fang Xiaoxiao who was sitting motionless on the sled for a long time. Even though he knew that this graduate student was just an NPC, he finally patted him on the shoulder with some unbearable: "...You have a good rest here, Don't run around."

After finishing speaking, he trotted to Bai Liu's side and truthfully reported what Fang Xiaoxiao had just said to him.

Mu Sicheng couldn't stop the goosebumps all over his body, and rubbed his arms frantically.

Bai Liu was thoughtful, and then showed a smile that made Mu Sicheng's spine feel colder: "It seems that the situation is more complicated and interesting than we thought. I probably know what this Mr. Edmund wants to do, but we still have to Contact Mu Ke to see if he has found anything like the old professor's diary to support my guess."

Mu Sicheng was a little confused: "Then shall we still dig?"

"Dig." Bai Liu simply ordered, with a slight smile, "Dig out all of them and bring them back to Taishan Station. Let's confront each other and see who is the monster."

Mu Sicheng: "!!!"

Edmond Observatory.

Mu Ke and Liu Jiayi almost emptied out all the books and materials in the entire observation station, and read them one by one according to their names. Some shallow reading tasks were handed over to Liu Jiayi, and some professional deep reading tasks were undertaken by Mu Ke. After the translation, it was handed over to Liu Jiayi for information integration.

Fortunately, graduate students live here at the Edmond Observatory, and there are many elementary textbooks in the dormitory, so that when Muke reads these experimental data, he can barely have a reference book to look up, which is a little easier.

"Mainly professional books on meteorology and biology, and many books on sociology." Mu Ke searched for the bookcase dragged out of Edmund's cabin. He flipped through it quickly and briefly glanced at the contents, mainly See comments.

Then he paused suddenly, pondered for a moment and then spoke: "It seems that this Professor Edmund is very dissatisfied with the politics and authorities of country A, and wrote such words in their country's modern history books praising the liberation of human rights."

Liu Jiayi poked her head over and read it out: "——exploiting labor in parallel is the primary human right of capital. (Note 1)."

Mu Ke flipped through the pages again: "It's also here, written next to the Bahata war record. This is a battle launched by country A with the other side's private development of biological and chemical weapons."

Liu Jiayi read it word by word: "-order without freedom and freedom without order are equally destructive (Note 2)."

Mu Ke continued to rummage through the observation station, and found a private fax record between Edmund and Taishan Observation Station in a criminal record file in the archive room. There was a yellow forbidden seal on it, which read: [ Copy of Edmund’s treason evidence]

Mu Ke and Liu Jiayi looked at each other and tore it apart without hesitation.

The fax records inside are arranged by date, which is very straightforward.

February 10:

My friend, you are right, I have tested these body parts, it, or they, indeed cannot be used for any scientific research, they are ethically wrong, spiritually polluted, contrary to My basic code of ethics as a human scientist.

I understand why it's sealed here, it shouldn't be out there, I'll try to convince the "robbers" who snatched your boxes, and leave all three boxes unscathed (well, probably not unscathed ) and give it back to you.

You have done a dangerous and great thing. After 100 years, all mankind should engrave you into jiefang (the pinyin written by Edmond here) to praise you! (You talked to me last time, your fighter honor list is called Jiefang Monument, right?)

Congratulations on your happy founding!

February 10:

We are sorry that we may not be able to return your boxes for the time being.

It's a bit strange to say, but this is the first time I was forced to implement my own research results.

The feeling now is that I have no sense of taste and temperature, and I will suddenly fall funny when walking on the road, because the cerebellum has been remodeled, and the sense of balance is a little problematic (but before the remodeling, wrestling is also something that an old guy like me often does) Everything else is fine, I feel like I have become a little warm whale, maybe I should go to the sea now and have a close kiss with the real little warm whale?

After all, I am no longer afraid of severe cold, and I am no longer a human being. Being a whale in the deep sea may be a good choice for me.

Hey, I quite like the way they rub on the rocks when they're molting and itching, exactly the way my old guy rubs his back on the wardrobe when he can't reach out and scratch his back.

Don't worry about the box, they still need me to do research, I can always find a way to get the box back to you.

February 10:

Oh my gosh, are you intimidated by me?

The child named Xiaofang cried loudly while hugging my broken leg. I remember that he was a student of meteorology, and I had supervised his thesis before.

I have to say that it is really a bad paper. There are many places in the image that don’t even have a unit, and the format of the literature citations is also full of mistakes. The mentor is a parallel importer).

This time they drove the snowmobile and dragged me by the neck and wiped it away in the snow. After all, I am now the most successful reformer, and I am still a criminal. There is no experimental subject that excites this group of people more than me-this is the tradition of our country.

Although in the end my limbs rolled off my body like a rusty pen holder, but it was not painful, because it was already frozen, and told the child not to cry for me.

It made me sad to see the look on his face when he was howling and chasing my scattered legs, he called me teacher, God, I swear this is the happiest thing I have heard in a month , even though he was crying, I couldn't help laughing behind the snowmobile.

After I was beaten as a criminal, no one called me a teacher for a long time.

Don't worry about me, I will figure out a way to deal with the box, the method of fax contact is still relatively secret, and the paper materials make these idiots think that I am not so courageous, I will let you know if there is any progress.

February 12:

They seemed to find out that I was faxing you secretly, so I had to stop for two months.

Well, maybe I was too arrogant and underestimated the intelligence of this group of people, faxing is indeed not safe.

This may be the last time I will send you a fax while maintaining the human will. My friends, please allow me, an old bone, to talk about my life. I hope you don’t get bored of me. Others can confide.

I came to Antarctica 33 years ago. At that time, the observatory was not called the Edmond Observatory.

The person who sent me to the North Star icebreaker was a veteran of the Peninsula War (although he was not old at that time, but he looked really old at that time, I always joked about him like this).

He is one of my few friends.

After all, for a nerd like me, in the adventurous gold rush era, I really couldn't find a second person who was willing to talk to me.

15 years after I came to Antarctica, he left me forever because of the disability caused by the war and the embarrassment of life, and then the living expenses I sent him every year (he insisted that it was borrowed) remained unchanged before his death Give it back to me.

The doctor told me that he voluntarily gave up the treatment, because after the war, he was always tormented by pain, and his dreams were full of blood. This is a normal phenomenon, and many soldiers have it.

But I know it's not such a simple reason, my friend died because of another war.

His only reason for joining the war was to end it.

He was taught, deceived, and used by public opinion and politics to use justice and friendship to go to the battlefield, thinking that every knife he stabbed and every shot he fired was to save more ordinary people who were trapped and hurt by the war.

But he was deeply aware that the people he killed were as innocent as he was, and it made him miserable, and the only thing that could persuade him to continue was the slogan of the time - let this be the last war we will experience , let's end this chaotic and unfair world.

He thought this was the end, but wars continued to be launched, and the world he hoped to see seemed to never come.

Until the war 15 years ago, this brutal war of aggression initiated by a country he trusted completely destroyed him, and he knew that what he had always done was injustice.

Disgusting, filthy, and the ugliest of all things he hated.

He was just an executioner whitewashed by a politician. He couldn't allow himself to live like this, so he told me that he couldn't bear it anymore.

I don't know how to reply to him. I have always only read books. The only brave thing I have done in my life is to escape everything and come to the South Pole.

Many people in Antarctica stood up and staged protests against the war in the severe cold (Note 3). I stood in the crowd, holding the [nowar] sign with trembling hands, and looked up at the coming polar night. The snow almost buried me.

It seems that all we can do is protest, and of course it didn't work in the end.

When I was reading his suicide note, I saw that he wrote to me: [Antarctica must be very good. Although it is cold, cold, and never sunny, there must be no war there, and it is a pure land. I hope you will not treat me. The remembrance of an ugly war criminal brought to this pure land to pollute it. 】

But it wasn't like that. Antarctica was as cold as he imagined, but not as pure as he imagined.

Everyone who comes to this pure land has a grand ideal of saving mankind and alleviating the global crisis.

We carefully documented the data, marked the skin of the whales and the rings of the penguins, year after year, determined that these creatures declined to less than 50.00% of their original numbers with age, and have witnessed with concern over 1000 feet The glaciers annihilated on the sea within an hour, like an alarm clock broadcast on a regular basis, yelling at the high-ranking politicians at every meeting-bad weather, global warming, human crisis.

And they always listen casually and drowsily, and in the next TV screen, they justly take out these things to raise the flag, and at the same time continue to ambitiously plan time and time again. war.

No matter inside or outside, it has nothing to do with right and wrong, only about their tenure and personal interests.

I can guarantee that none of these guys can say what the average global temperature has risen in the last year.

My friend, you may be tired of reading and think I am a long-winded old man, but please allow me to continue to languorously and tiredly.

I was born in a country known for personal freedom and democracy, where it seems that everyone's freedom of behavior is respected.

Making sacrifices for the group is what individual heroes need to do, and most people only need to pursue their own interests and achievements throughout their lives.

But friends, you and I are very clear that human beings continue as a species and a group. No species can pursue freedom in isolation. When there is no group, freedom will be meaningless.

Only us "heroes" can't do it.

The group value we pursue is not recognized in society at all, just like a solitary whale seeing an impending volcanic eruption or tsunami, but can only warn other whales of the disaster with a strange frequency They don't understand, and don't bother to listen to the advice of us strange whales.

They are going to pursue a sea fish and a clump of krill in front of them. Volcanoes and tsunamis are not important to them, this is the work of heroes.

It's like I'm living in Sator, a country that's absurd, entertained to death, narrow-minded, and disintegrating.

Funding for the observatory faced the possibility of another budget cut last year, simply because our generation of leaders did not believe in global warming and the greenhouse effect.

Many times I feel that what I am doing is not a great work to save mankind, but a product of political manipulation-just like my friend.

I envy you, my friends, that you are not fighting alone, that your community knows your responsibilities and does not shy away from taking them with you.

You are not [heroes], but [vanguards].

Every young man who asks me for guidance at Taishan Station has a bright and shining country in his eyes, how beautiful, the snow in Antarctica is not so pure, it reminds me of my friend after watching "Titanic" When sending me on board, he smiled and waved, shouting, don't hit the iceberg, pay attention to whether there is my Ruth on the boat, and his eyes are so bright.

Species will eventually become extinct, and so will human beings. My friends, I believe you and I are absolutely convinced of this. This is the doomed fate of all living things, just like human beings are destined to die.

But when, where, and how we die, we can decide.

I hope that the future will see us die huddled together in the cold in a world of ice and snow, and I don't want to see the last two people on earth sticking spears into each other's hearts in a battle for prey in the devastated ruins.

Forgive me my friends, I chose you out of desperation and I did to you what an arrogant God does to humanity.

There is energy in the body that can turn the world upside down. It is like it was born for my desires and desires. After particleization, it can produce unprecedented meteorological and biological influences. Instead of letting it fall into the hands of others, Why don't I write the ending.

This is the first time I have used my knowledge in such a sinister way to cool the world and wipe out the human race.

I might be really crazy.

But I still hide a little room for my madness, I have developed creatures that can adapt to this situation, and then selected you, added your genes to their suspension, and let them test you, whether you can Become the group of people who continue the spark.

My friends, resent me as much as I want, as I pick up my rifle like vodka, and drive those in the house, paralyzed by my two months of obedience, into the ice and snow, ordering them not to bring Walk away any clothing and food.

It’s funny to say that although I have endured all kinds of inhumane tortures from them, my request to obtain the freedom of guns for self-defense is still respected at this moment. In the eyes of the group of guards, it is not a big deal to have a gun After all, they didn't think that I, a frail scientist, had the courage to resist, so they gave me the freedom to defend myself.

This may be the only benefit that freedom brings me, although this freedom breaks the rules of Antarctica.

I held a gun, and the creatures I taught next to me were squatting in the snow, quietly waiting with me for these human beings to warm up in the snow, and die coldly as I thought.

And now I am going back to my room to write this fax for you, to put the final stop to this terrible conspiracy that I have been planning since August [-]th.

Soon, those creatures will arrive in your territory...

(Supplement: I made sauerkraut according to your method, but it failed. God, your dish production is really more difficult than biochemical experiments. I was going to prepare it for you as a cold winter strategic reserve, but for safety, I do not recommend you Take these two jars of sauerkraut.)

Your friend—Edmund.

The author has something to say:

Note 1 Quoted from the great mentor Mr. Marx

Note 2 quoted from Roosevelt

Note 3 Reference: In 2003, the anti-war protests held at the Antarctic scientific research station, according to a report by zg news, a total of 1000 million people participated in this activity around the world

Note 4: Sator, from an underground city in the "Hill" in the myth of "Cthulhu", inhabited by a man who is extremely rich in material, uses all kinds of cruel means to please himself, and treats other intelligent races as slaves and beasts , an undead race inhabited by individuals

And this paragraph is just a fictional image of a possible Antarctic scientist that I combined with various research materials. It is for writing a story and has no intention of expressing a tendency! !I hope you don't go up, thank you thank you