Human dimension reduction

The First Affiliated Hospital of the First Hospital of China is the largest medical institution in the capital of China. Its outpatient department is brightly lit and crowded with people no matter day or night. You will be surprised when you come here. So many people are afflicted by sickness or various accidents.

There is a small square between the outpatient department and the inpatient department. The noise over there does not affect the silence here. According to hospital regulations, all the lights in all wards are turned off at [-]:[-] pm. The nurse on duty has just checked all the beds in her ward. Sitting down, the automatic door of the ward slid open.

"It's past the visiting time, the patients are resting, come back tomorrow..." There are often family members who can't figure out the timetable and run over in the middle of the night. Get out.

"Excuse me, which ward is Qiao Zhou's in the psychiatric department?" A black-skinned certificate was first passed to the nurse's eyes, and the shiny gold-plated national emblem on it reflected a solemn and beautiful cold light under the light.

"Uh... I, I'll check."

The nurse stammered, and carefully looked at the dusty and dignified men in front of her. When her eyes fell on the young man behind them, the young man who seemed to be the leader turned his face sideways, Binbin He smiled politely at her.

"Tongquechun locks Er Qiao's Qiao deeply, the day of the day." The young man reminded him unhurriedly.

"I found it. He's at No. 18 in Area C. He's a special patient. You need to swipe your card to enter Area C. That...do you want me to take you there?" Read the patient information to them.

"No, thank you, can you lend us your card?" the young man asked.

The nurse on duty didn't dare to refuse, she took out her access control card and put it on the table, the thin card was immediately taken away, the nurse pointed to the aisle tactfully: "Go straight, then turn right, after passing the hall, turn left , go straight to the end.”

The few people came like a whirlwind, coming abruptly and walking swiftly. From their appearance to their departure, the whole journey took less than 2 minutes. If the access control card hadn't been lost, the nurse on duty would have thought it was a dream.

Her eyes drooped and fell on the computer screen. The patient's medical record was still open. The picture displayed on it was a young and handsome face with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she was silently looking at someone outside the screen.

The night in the inpatient department is very in line with people's imagination of the hospital. The gloomy and empty building, the silent room, the irritating smell of disinfectant in the air, and the 24-hour air conditioner blowing out constant temperature wind, which hit people with a kind of pain. The feeling of coldness, it was obvious that he came from the outside in a hurry, and the hot sweat on his head was blown away without a trace in this cold wind, only the sweat-wet clothes stuck dryly to his back.

The empty corridors are very loud, and the sound of footsteps can be amplified several times. The shoes of the nurses are soft cloth shoes, which are convenient for ward rounds. Of course, it is impossible for these outsiders to considerately change their shoes before entering the ward.

So the sound of leather shoes stepping on the tiles echoed down the corridor. I don't know if it was their illusion, as if there were rustling movements in those quiet wards.

Following the nurse's instructions, they walked to an automatic door with a huge sign hanging above it saying Area C. The automatic door sensed someone approaching, but it didn't open.

The person holding the access card pressed the card reader, and the glass door slid open silently. With a glance, they calculated the location of Ward 18.

Shao Xinglan walked in front of several subordinates, and hung his hand on the door in front of him for a moment, as if hesitating whether to knock, but before he could land, the door opened, and Qiao Zhou, who was wearing a striped hospital gown, Standing behind the door, his eyes wandered around these uninvited guests, and then returned to Shao Xinglan, asking in a good-tempered manner, "It's so late, what's the matter?"

Shao Xinglan looked at him with probing eyes: "Do you know that I will come to you?"

Qiao Zhou raised his eyebrows and denied it, "Of course I don't know, but your footsteps are so obvious that I just couldn't sleep—you stopped at my door. Why do you think so?"

He asked back slowly, his black pupils reflected the night lights in the corridor, like two obsidian glowing with a faint cold light.

Shao Xinglan didn't bother with this issue, he was silent for two seconds, all the plans he had designed on the road were erased from his mind one by one, those intrigues he was best at, and you retreated and advanced, were briefly removed from his plan Disappeared, because he realized in this fleeting moment that any routine or strategy was useless to the person in front of him—maybe there was, but he didn't have the time to break into the heart of this person who was very similar to him up.

To deal with people like them, sometimes it might be better to go straight to the point.

So Shao Xinglan, who is best at sophistry, had to try to pick up the things he was least familiar with, dug out the sincerity and sincerity in his heart, and confessed his embarrassment nakedly to him with an unprecedented gesture. other people see——

This is really too difficult. For a smart person with high self-esteem, especially someone like Shao Xinglan who has had a smooth life all his life, to confess his powerlessness is like asking him to deny everything about himself.

But he had no choice at the moment.

Fortunately, the reason why a smart person is smart is that he can recognize the current situation very well, and he can also understand what it means to open a bow without turning back, so he only took a short time to clean up his emotions, with clear logic, The language succinctly summarized what happened outside, and finally put forward his own request: "...I know this request is very presumptuous, but for the sake of those [-] innocent people, if Mr. I implore you to lend a helping hand, and in return, I will do my best to satisfy all your requests."

Shao Xinglan took off his glasses, his eyes under the lenses were bloodshot, and his eyes were gray with fatigue. He looked at Qiao Zhou with complicated eyes, and then lowered his head slightly, which was a gesture representing a request.

He never asked Qiao Zhou whether he was connected with black hole creatures from the beginning to the end, but his words were full of certainty, and he used a lot of low-profile words in his words. This kind of soft but tough way of speaking is very interesting, Qiao Zhou Zhou Dao had no idea of ​​being offended, he just found it novel.

As a law-abiding, patriotic and dedicated citizen—he has emphasized his personality countless times, of course Qiao Zhou would not put more than 3 lives at risk. This is not in line with the core values ​​of socialism, although... ...Qiao Zhou took a look at Shao Xinglan. Although there must have been a little temptation, it was not a big problem. It was just a common problem of smart people thinking too much, and he could not understand it.

What's more, this is really not worth mentioning to him now, he just wants to get rid of these people quickly, and then study his new toy.

So Shao Xinglan got a palm-sized handmade doll.

"Take it there, I only have this." The doll's owner hurriedly dropped this sentence, and then closed the door unceremoniously.

Shao Xinglan shut the door abruptly, and didn't have any extra emotions. He just quickly touched the doll from the beginning to the end with a gentle hand.

It's just a very ordinary handmade doll, except that the workmanship is very fine, and it can be clearly seen that it is sewn according to the appearance of the mad doctor Vincent, there seems to be no abnormality.

This is how Qiao Zhou contacted them?

Shao Xinglan ran through countless conjectures in his mind, and knew that this was not the time to ask questions, and he might not get any answers, so he simply left the hospital with this handmade doll.

After they left, Qiao Zhou returned to the ward and opened the closed laptop, looking at the screen and lost in thought.

The game interface is displayed on the screen, the picture is very clear, the first perspective shows a corner of a forest, the moonlight falls from the gap in the forest, and the green fireflies dance romantically. There is a fresh smell, mixed with the smell of soil, rain, and flowers. While the branches and leaves are shaking, the slender, blond elves wearing close-fitting soft armor and carrying longbows lightly jump from one treetop to another. tip.

This is completely the magical world dreamed by Westerners. There are elves who are good at riding and shooting, mages who can talk to animals, and mysterious and simple continental civilization.

And this is another game that Qiao Zhou, who is "at the end of his talents", devoted himself to planning in the years after the release of "Before the Doomsday". Work, "Spiritual Invasion".

One person can't complete a game. No matter how talented he is, he can't be an artist, copywriter, structure, publicity and many other tasks at the same time. Qiao Zhou planned this game, and the specific details are up to him. Many employees of the studio completed it together. Even in the hospital, he did not forget to record his inspiration and communicate with the employees, so as to control the development direction of the project in real time.

And just yesterday, news came from the studio that "Spiritual Invasion" has basically completed internal debugging and can be tested internally.

This means that if he agrees, "Spiritual Invasion" will immediately set off a storm in the Chinese game circle. Given the gold content of the name "Qiao Zhou", this storm will soon sweep the entire world.

We must know that even in this world where black holes descend and changes frequently—maybe it is precisely because of these changes that people are frightened that more and more people want to use games to escape reality. Entered the golden period of development.

Qiao Zhou crossed his hands and propped his chin. Of course, what he was thinking at the moment was not about making money. A crazy idea was running rampant in his mind. Starting from after the Demon City, this idea was like a will-o'-the-wisp burning on a grave in the wilderness From time to time, he had to tease him once or twice in his heart. As time passed, this terrifying and crazy idea not only did not disappear, but intensified instead. On the pile, his ambition was completely ignited.

But now is not the time...

Qiao Zhou put down his hands and looked out of the dark night window, there was still a problem waiting for him to deal with.

The ordinary black car rolled up and parked on the side of the street. Shao Xinglan pushed the door open, and across the intersection was the musical fountain where he had met with s001 before. A human wall composed of armed police dutifully blocked every gap , Their faces are full of determination, with tiny beads of sweat oozing from their foreheads, and the hands holding the explosion-proof shields are like cast iron.

They were wearing black uniforms, and each of them was like a heavy boulder, poured here to form an indestructible wall of copper and iron. The line of defense of flesh and blood seemed stronger than any gold and iron.

The east has already shown a bit of duck-egg blue color, and the brilliance belonging to the sun is about to burst out, illuminating this vast and magnificent land.

The appointed time was approaching, and the crowd who had been locked inside for a whole night slowly raised their heads, revealing their ferocious faces.

Shao Xinglan took a deep breath, he held up the doll, and felt that his behavior was terribly stupid, but his mouth still moved involuntarily: "Mr. Lorraine, it is very presumptuous to talk to you like this, I am a special department of the Huaxia government Spokesperson Shao Xinglan, I got this opportunity to talk to you through Mr. Qiao Zhou—”

It's so silly, only a four or five year old girl can talk to her doll with such sincerity. Shao Xinglan has two things in one mind, complaining about herself silently in her heart, while carefully choosing her words.

But before he finished what he wanted to say, a hand wearing a white glove stretched out from the side and took the doll from his hand.

An inexplicable sense of great crisis hit Shao Xinglan instantly. He wanted to back away without even thinking about it, but he forgot that he was actually still sitting in the car, and almost fell when he backed up. With a support on his back, he avoided the consequences of falling down in embarrassment.

"I heard you calling me."

The gentle and deep male voice is harmonious, and he read a simple sentence as if he was reciting Shakespeare's poems.

Shao Xinglan politely and quickly broke away from the opponent's control, and what caught his eyes was the face he had seen countless times on the screen.

Her long silver-gray hair was tied in a bunch on her chest, her three-dimensional browbones lowered her eye sockets, her eyes were a beautiful cornflower blue, and her lips were a breathtakingly sharp and cool dark red.

A young man dressed as a [-]th-century gentleman wore snow-white gloves, holding an ebony cane in one hand, and a doll that was almost his scaled-down version in the other. smile.

"Are you bothered by this? This is indeed a somewhat capricious lady."

The crazy doctor held the doll and looked at the layer upon layer of human walls. He didn't seem to notice that since he suddenly appeared, everyone around him tensed up, and their gestures changed slightly. Of course, he might have noticed, but at all not give a damn about.

Shao Xinglan personally prefers the latter.

"I can solve this trouble for you." Before Shao Xinglan could speak, he offered this suggestion.

Shao Xinglan waited patiently for the next turning point, and sure enough.

"However," the crazy doctor turned his face to the side, and the overly dark red lips on his handsome face evoked an ominous smile, "I hope you will stop in moderation and don't disturb people who shouldn't be disturbed."

Shao Xinglan replied with a little breathlessness: "...Okay, I won't look for him again in the future."

He played a clever little trick, saying that "I" would not go, but he did not say that others would not go.

This kind of trick is actually meaningless, it's just his habitual way of speaking.

Vincent glanced at him with a half-smile, pulled the glove up, and said flatly, "Let all of you get out of here, if you don't want to cause unnecessary casualties."

Shao Xinglan suddenly raised his heart: "There are more than 3 innocent citizens inside..."

The crazy doctor glanced over with sharp and cold eyes, stared at Shao Xinglan for a while, and said slowly, "They won't die."

After getting his promise, Shao Xinglan reluctantly nodded and gave his subordinates a wink.

Ten minutes later, the iron wall began to retreat slowly and re-fortified at the intersection 10 meters away. Although they had to rely on the strength of the mad doctor, they would never put all their hopes on him.

Holding a cane, the tall and straight gentleman walked up to those men with grim expressions without turning their eyes. He chose a conversation partner at random: "Now, should I go in and lift you up, or should you walk in front of me consciously?"

The crowd stood still for a moment, and then, like Moses dividing the sea, a slender figure appeared at the end of the crowd.