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The familiar darkness enveloped Song Ci. This time, he heard Zhou Zheng's child's voice again: "The task of finding Da Vinci failed x3, the player died, and the file has been restarted."

Song Ci returned to the ward, and Chi Yu's voice was about to be heard in his ear, and he said in advance: "Shut up."

Akabane who didn't know it: "..."

I haven't said anything yet.

Song Ci said, "I know the Rodfield Art Museum is written on the back of the card."

Akabane pondered for a while, then asked suspiciously: "It's easy for Xiaoci to guess the words on the back of the card, but why did he know about the art museum? Could it be that you came from the future?"

Let this person guess again.

Akabane went on to say: "If you don't speak, you're acquiescing, so what will happen in the future? You finally fell in love with Fluffy and agreed to get back together with me?"

Song Ci was expressionless: "The worst scenario you can guess is that I didn't get back together with you?"

Akabane said sadly: "Of course not, the worst scenario should be that even if the world is over, you still haven't reunited with me. Oops, I've already regretted it, I should have said that I am the one you love when you wake up." A boyfriend who can't stop, wants to die or live."

Can't stop, want to die or live?

Song Ci walked to the window: "Congratulations, you guessed it right, I did not get back together with you at the end of the world."

He looked out from the window of the ward, and the whole city was stable as usual, with a soft white cloud floating in the sky. No one could have imagined that in four or ten minutes, the city would be destroyed by a burst of white light.

Song Ci asked: "Asuka's game world doesn't belong to reality, does it? So this city isn't real either?"

Akabane said regretfully: "I also hope that I can say no, but Asuka's ability is higher than you think, it can interfere with time and space, pull a certain place in reality into the game, and after the game ends Sent back to the original point in time, from the perspective of people outside the game, the time has not changed at all, but the game has already happened."

"That is to say, if the world in the game is destroyed, the world sent back will also be destroyed?" Song Ci asked.

Akabane replied: "That's it, including the people and things in that space, everything will change."

Song Ci clenched his fists tightly: "Asuka wants to destroy this city, and it started its game here."

Song Ci died three times, and finally determined the ins and outs of the whole thing. He was the only player in this level, and it was probably Asuka who challenged him directly.

Akabane pondered: "Since this is a cycle of death, it's enough to find the murderer before the time runs out. Do we still have to go to the art museum?"

Song Ci shook her head, the art gallery has nothing to do with this game, the most important thing is the white light that wiped out the city.

He went out the door and met Gong Xiaoyu who was walking towards him.Gong Xiaoyu was about to say something, but this time his face was extremely ugly, Gong Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, and he was swept into the stairwell like the wind, leaving people behind.

He went downstairs faster than before, but came up again soon, a figure bumped into his leg, it was the boy again, he sat down on the ground, the gift box in his arms fell open, a Cards fall out of the box.

Song Ci picked it up and asked the boy at the same time, "Are you going to 404?"

The boy was surprised: "Why do you know where I'm going?"

Song Ci had met him three times already, but he still didn't know anything. Song Ci replied: "404 is downstairs, this is the fifth floor, you're looking for the wrong place, it's right down the stairs."

He handed the gift box to the boy, turned and walked towards the elevator.

"Thank you."

The boy went downstairs, and Song Ci got into the elevator.

"What are you going to do now?" Akabane asked him.

Song Ci replied: "Go to the square."

Song Ci looked at the map and accidentally discovered the name of the square, which was called Da Vinci Square. Although it was close to a residential area, it was often occupied by square dancers, and it was always lively from morning to night.

He left the hospital and was there quickly.

This time, Akabane finally gave up on grabbing the doll and followed Song Ci into the square without doing anything.

The thin bamboo pole is probably still on the roof, and it will take a while before jumping off. The others are the same as usual. No one thought that someone here would jump off the building, and no one thought that their lives would end on this day.

Song Ci went straight to the beggar. The master of the Renaissance had a gray beard and muttered: "Anyone's height at the age of three is half of his adult height."

Then he said: "People who kneel will lose their height—"

"—a quarter."

Song Ci continued his words.

Da Vinci raised his head and met his four eyes. A gleam of wisdom flashed in those deep eyes: "Fate has reduced us to ashes here."

"Everyone will suddenly be separated." Song Ci said in his tone, "Any point can divide the world into two halves. But why are you here? Asuka kidnapped your undead?"

"Please don't worry, I have not been hijacked, I came here voluntarily, in order to see the world with human eyes again." Da Vinci raised his head and looked up at the sky and the city.

All this will soon pass, and the people on the earth are as insignificant as the dust.

Song Ci didn't know what to say to the undead 500 years ago, so he took out the encyclopedia and handed it over.

Da Vinci looked at the encyclopedia, and then at him.

Song Ci also took out a ballpoint pen and gave it to him: "Someone insisted that I ask you for your autograph. This is the way of greeting in the 21st century."

The master on the ground half smiled, took the book and the pen with his old fingers, and drew a few lines on the blank space of a page.

Song Ci saw that the master had drawn a portrait of a character casually, capturing the expression with just a few strokes, the lines were firm and soft, and the contrast of light and shadow was extremely moving.

This is art.

It's just that he doesn't think the people in this painting are worthy.

Song Ci took back the book with mixed feelings in his heart.Da Vinci drew Akabane, because the painting was so good that his understanding of Akabane collapsed.

"Thank you for making this guy a bit more kind." Song Ci muttered and closed the book.

"If this place is destroyed, nothing will remain." The master reminded again.

Song Ci nodded slightly, of course he understood.

"But from your demeanor, the matter seems to be settled." Da Vinci said.

"I still want to ask about "Battle of Anjili", but—" Song Ci looked at the roof opposite the square, frowning slightly.

"It's time for you to go," Da Vinci said.

Song Ci turned her head and wanted to say goodbye to him, but this Renaissance master had already turned into smoke and disappeared without a trace.

He lowered his head, only to see a pile of money and coins in the begging bowl, and at the top was the rabbit doll he put in for the first time.

The fluffy little rogue rabbit is lying on the loose change and looking innocently at the sky.

Song Ci grabbed it and walked towards the building in front of the square.

The door of the roof was open as last time, and the wind blowing in from the outside felt a bit chilly on the face.

Song Ci walked out, and the distant sky was as blue as the sea. The cloud he saw from the hospital had slowly floated over the hospital, just above it.

Standing in front of the fence, he suddenly said, "You can come out now."

Immediately there were sneaky footsteps behind him, and the thin bamboo pole came out from his hiding place, pointed at Song Ci with a knife in his hand: "Who are you? Asuka asked you to come to me?"

Song Ci turned around and looked at the young man indifferently: "You are indeed a player."

Last time, this young man fell from here and broke his arm on the ground. On that hand, Song Ci vaguely saw a string of black numbers—his time balance.

In other words, this young man is a player just like him.

Shouzhugan chuckled: "Only by jumping from here can I get relief. I have nothing, I have lost everything!"

Song Ci stared at him slowly, sizing up a little bit: "I have met someone like you before, and that person also lost an important person, but you are different from him, you really don't want to die, right?"

"Wh, what do you mean?" The thin bamboo pole was puzzled, but his feet took a step back.

Because, Song Ci took out the hammer of truth from his game.

He raised the pink and tender hammer, and the thin bamboo pole frowned, staring vigilantly at this harmless product that even babies can use.

"It seems that you know its purpose." Song Ci smiled, "But yes, after all, you are the game master of this level, Asuka No. [-]."

The thin bamboo pole flinched, and the hand holding the knife tightened: "Don't, don't talk nonsense, I'm just a player!"

"Oh, then do you dare to let me hit my chest with this hammer?" Song Ci raised the small hammer, and the small hammer dangled innocently, as if sensing its master.

Song Ci smiled: "However, I hate liars the most. If you are lying, I will beat your face to pieces."

The thin bamboo pole's face turned pale, and the person shrank back even more: "Why, why do you know?"

Song Ci looked towards the sky, the direction of the white cloud was the hospital.Last time, the thin bamboo pole also took a look in this direction, and the white light also rose from this direction at first.

This is no coincidence.

In addition, Asuka No. [-] has never shown up, and only said a few words when he was in the dark. Although it was a child's voice, Song Ci paid attention to it. In his opinion, it was the other party's voice. Deliberately avoid contact with him.

There is only one purpose for doing this, and that is to prevent Song Ci from knowing his true face.

He didn't say these conjectures, but stepped forward, grabbed the thin bamboo pole by the collar, and shouted in a low voice: "Why? Of course it's because you're already dead!"

Song Ci grabbed him and dragged him out of the railing. He wanted to resist with a knife, but Song Ci was prepared, grabbed the knife and threw it far away.

Half of the body of the thin bamboo pole was suspended in the air, and the height below was more than a dozen floors. He was so frightened that his whole body became stiff, and he lost all the vigor he had before.

Song Ci said slowly: "The first two times, I saw a woman on the way here. She suffered from dementia when she was young. She didn't remember anything. She was half dead in the hospital. The doctor said she had twins. Brother, he jumped off a building a week ago and killed a passer-by. Is this plot familiar?"

Song Ci grabbed the thin bamboo pole by the collar and shook him vigorously.

In the first two cycles, Song Ci saw the woman in ward 404, and noticed that the woman had a similar face to the thin bamboo pole. After witnessing the destruction of the city, he concluded that it was not a coincidence.So this time, he deliberately went to the fourth floor to investigate the situation of this woman, and after digging up the information, his guess became more obvious.

"What did Asuka Network exchange with you? Why did you obey its orders?" Song Ci asked.

The thin bamboo pole was clutching the railing tightly, with hatred on its distorted face: "You don't understand! How could someone like you, who was born as a VIP, understand! I obviously just want to be an ordinary person and have an ordinary job , marry an ordinary wife, and live an ordinary life for the rest of your life!"

"But I can't get enough of this ordinary! I lost my job, I was rejected again and again, only my rent is getting more and more, and my sister doesn't remember me more and more. She can't even remember my name. Yes! The first thing I do when I get up every day is to ask me who you are, why she lives in a strange place, why there is no textbook for the fifth grade, she should go to primary school!"

The thin bamboo pole whimpered, and tears washed down his face.

Song Ci pulled him back, made him sit on the ground and cry, and then asked, "So you left your sister and jumped off the building?"

The thin bamboo pole nodded, in the darkness of death, he continued to sink, and finally there was a glimmer of light at the end, that was Asuka's world.

"Asuka promised me that if I can win the 99th level, I will take over my sister too. In the world of the Creator, we will have eternal life!"

The thin bamboo pole stood up crying, with abnormal fanaticism in his eyes.

"So I became an administrator, and I want to witness the birth of 99 victories, and this is the No.90 nine times! My sister and I can finally reunite!"

This man is simply insane.

Song Ci said coldly, "You want your sister to die."

Shouzhugan smiled with tears in his eyes: "This is a gift from the creator, and I also gave it to my sister. She is my only relative, how could I leave her behind!"

The thin bamboo pole looked eagerly at the horizon, the hospital was under the direction of the white cloud, and the gift he gave should have arrived.

Soon, everything will be destroyed and the whole city will be reduced to ashes!

It was only a minute before he could witness that marvelous sight!

He counted down the clock.

Ten seconds, 20 seconds, 30 seconds...

1 minutes passed.

Nothing happened.

Song Ci stood indifferently behind him, and the thin bamboo pole waited again, but nothing happened. He turned his head pale as if he had seen a ghost, and stared at Song Ci: "You, what did you do?"

A card appeared in Song Ci's hand like magic, and he said indifferently: "The illegal courier was detained."

The thin bamboo pole took a closer look, and almost jumped on it desperately: "You, you robbed my gift!"

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