aerobic respiration

"Trying to get a neural link with Theworld"

"Getting terminal configuration failed, please reconnect"

"Connection failed"

"Connection failed"

"Connection failed"

……

You calmly light a cigarette.

Recently, it seems to be the season of meteor showers again. Several irregular bright thin lines are drawn on the complex star curtain outside the balcony. The flying speed of those scattered comet fragments varies from speed to speed. Huge green fireballs fall like showers one after another. You Hearing the sound waves produced by the shock wave and decay when they hit the atmosphere, there was a loud noise on the horizon not far away—probably some meteorite exploded in mid-air, you think calmly and watch home with cold eyes The lake in front of the door has huge ripples.

This city is your birthplace and your burial place. It used to be prosperous like a dream. Tens of thousands of artists and musicians gathered here. tide.When you were young, you stood on the towering black tower and looked at the lights of the city. The blind poet held the lyre to sing the legend of the hero for you, and the pungent smell of his robes smoked by sulfur came from the wind.

But that was a long, long time ago.

What remains here is just a desperate ruin, no one visits, no one cares about it, all the buildings that have been handed down from ancient times to the present have been weathered and mottled, you crush the cigarette butt in your hand, and breathe out a puff of smoke.

Reality is reality, games are games, and the latter exists only for entertainment and entertainment, and will not change your current situation.

So it doesn't matter if you miss the monster in the next game and rush to the street abruptly.

So it doesn't matter if you die in the middle of the road before your revenge is halfway.

It's all just your bad luck.

You calmed down, Shi Shiran walked to the balcony, and just before you were about to throw yourself into the lake to release yourself, there was a notification sound from your bedroom that your online friend initiated a conversation.

So you take back the leg you stepped out, and go back to the room to check the news.

Colleague: "Sister, I want to tell you something."

You speak."

Colleagues were taken aback.

"Fuck, aren't you fucking playing games? You, the liver emperor, actually went offline early?!"

You said coldly, "My character is dead."

Colleagues sent a bunch of question marks again.

"Isn't it?" She was startled, "I just took a nap, and you died in the game? Did you go to World War I, or did you get Spanish flu?"

"Not at all." You typed with a smirk on your face, "I drifted when I was on a mission in the novice phase, and I didn't make up the knife when I was fighting monsters, and the treasures on the opposite side were turned into boxes on the spot."

colleague:"……"

Colleague: "...are you okay?"

She sent you a red envelope, hugging a sticky cat emoji, you feel a little better, and ask her, "What do you want from me?"

The colleague finally remembered the business, she said: "I'm going on a business trip."

"What?" You frowned, "Where are you going on a business trip?"

Colleague: "Antarctica."

You are startled.

"Are you fucking tired of work?" You quickly replied, "Why are you going to such a bloody cold place? Digging for oil? Roasting penguins?"

"You are poisonous, can you hope that I will do better?" The colleague said, "It is to save Humanity, to save Humanity! The new project opened by the company a while ago! I was just sent to assist the observatory in Antarctica, okay! "

When you think about it, there is indeed such a thing. When you worked overtime to measure the bottleneck and run FPS, the earth's human resources were burned out. Your boss responded to the call of the industry and sent a few outstanding employees to Antarctica to support. I heard that The work there is very leisurely, there are lots of beautiful men and there is no need for team building, so there are quite a lot of applications.

"That's a good thing." You said, "How long are you going?"

"I don't know." The colleague said bitterly, "I don't think I won't be back in ten or a half years, so I want to write you a farewell message first... Wait, since you are GameOver, do you want to come with me?" Go? Anyway, if you are idle, you are idle, so let's treat it as a paid blind date."

"Do you think I'm short of that little money?" You replied, "My wonderful long vacation has just begun, don't go!"

Forget about other jobs, such troublesome things as saving human beings are fine. Everything is mortal, and the universe is doomed to collapse into a single point. Life goes round and round, and the world goes round and round. It will not be the last record to be lost in history. A new civilization will always rise on the remains of the old era. If happiness and suffering are destined to be intertwined, then why bother with your own business.

Colleague: "Okay..."

Colleague: "Oh, I wanted to trick you into writing a report for me, but if you don't want to, forget it."

"The transit management regulations issued by the company do not allow anti-physics technology equipment to be carried. I can't transport the newly bought game console, so I can send it to you to play." Players can bring Gundams, but I can only bring a Pi... Wait, sister, my game account is not dead."

You who are lying on the bed and browsing the shemale blog: "...what?"

"I said you're not dead!" The colleague said in surprise, "I just logged into the game and saw my character lying in the hospital in good health. Are you sure you were beaten by the boss?"

you:"……"

You kick over the quilt.

"I'm leaving!" You said quickly, "I'm going back to fight Wu Mi now!"

colleague:"???"

Colleague: "Wait, wait, we're still chatting! I'm going on a business trip tomorrow! Don't you listen to my farewell first?!"

"Why don't you say goodbye, it's not that there is no signal in Antarctica, when can't you blow water with me?" You typed at the speed of light, "Let's go! Don't read!"

Revenge revenge revenge game game game!

You happily rushed to the balcony and jumped down to meet the swaying stars in the sky.

……

"Begin to wake up"

"Trying to get a neural link with Theworld"

"Submitting to Feedback Neural"

"..."

"sign in suceesfully"

You open your eyes.

Your colleague is right, your character is indeed in a place similar to a ward, it is morning, the sun is bright outside the window, you lift the quilt, get up to check your body, and find that your injury is not serious.

But it's also possible that you've been in the hospital for too long and are on the verge of recovery.

The time difference is really troublesome... You clicked your tongue and clicked on the panel, wanting to see how the system reacted when you were disconnected, and then you were taken aback by the dense historical records.

——The battle is over—

"The bond with my wife Zenitsu: +715"

"Bond with Kamado Tanjiro: +715"

"Experience gained: +33690"

"Experience value from the next level: 985363"

"Acquired spoils: Shuten-douji's cup"

"The bond with Kamado Tanjirou has deepened!"

"Bond level increased!"

"Bond level: LV2→LV3"

"Partner's information has been updated"

……

……

……

——It's a settlement notice!

Zenitsu, Tanjirou and the others really defeated Shuten-douji, you slapped your thigh and almost cheered out of joy.

Well done!You think, as expected of the person you chose as your teammate, he reliably avenged you!

The rest of the messages are all messy bond upgrade reminders. You glanced roughly and saw several unknown names, probably the doctors or nurses who treated you when your character hung up and was hospitalized. You are not an idiot in their eyes.

By the way, where is this place?

You climbed out of bed and walked out of the room barefoot. Your ward seems to be in a relatively remote place, and there is no nurse outside the corridor. You turned around and heard Shanyi's screams near the infirmary.

"No! I can't drink anymore!"

"Shanyi?" You were taken aback for a moment, and immediately walked over to knock on the door, "Shanyi, are you here?"

The cries in the infirmary stopped short.

The author has something to say: the last chapter wasn’t about hitting the street, it was about killing plots. I really didn’t want to write about Guzhai and Spider Mountain, so I asked Yixin to forcibly go offline to skip the plot (don’t misunderstand me when I kneel down, I won’t drop it again later) Online! Stay online until the end!