Doomsday successor app
Chapter 27
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The game system sounded a notification tone, Song Ci carried the sack and immediately put it into the game package. Of course, Chi Yu also put it inside.
"We succeeded?"
Gong Xiaoyu walked over, sweat dripping from his forehead.
Song Ci nodded, and moved his gaze to the mountain of corpses behind him.
Gong Xiaoyu also looked towards the past. I don't know how many corpses have been piled up in this corpse mountain, and there is a rotten atmosphere that cannot be shaken off.
Ruogong Xiaoyu is not a little sick, but a normal person, and I am afraid that he will faint from this hellish scene at this moment.
"Do you have any ideas?" Gong Xiaoyu asked.
Song Ci nodded, then shook her head again: "As you can see, these attackers don't seem to be human, they are more like test subjects."
"Indeed, wherever I walked, there were many glass jars that could hold a single person. Like the cloning scene in a science fiction movie, each jar contained exactly the same person."
Gong Xiaoyu's eyes fell on a corpse with half of its face left.
"Their bodies seem to have failed, but that face is exactly the same as Song Chuyi."
When saying this, Gong Xiaoyu couldn't help raising his hand, and pressed the flame pattern on his wrist: "I saw that painting, although it wasn't drawn by Mo Qing, but the people inside are very similar to Song Chuyi. But in the first level, That person told me that Song Chuyi was just a copy, and his words revealed that you are the real one."
Gong Xiaoyu's eyes fell on Song Ci's body, there was no trace of playfulness in her eyes, but she looked at Song Ci seriously, as if she wanted to look into Song Ci's soul through this body.
"So, you are later than the sea?"
Song Ci couldn't answer. Maybe he was, maybe he wasn't. After all, he had no memory, and a person's life is made up of memories. Past experiences shaped them and determined their lives.
But Song Ci has no life.
He had just woken up, less than a day in reality.
"I see."
Gong Xiaoyu closed her eyes.
"Let's get out of here first, let's go out and talk."
He made a suggestion, and the two returned to the original road. At the entrance of the elevator shaft, Song Ci glanced at the headless corpse again, and his eyes fell on the family portrait and the head in the glass jar.
"Are you going to take her away?" Gong Xiaoyu took down the glass jar, not caring about the woman's head inside.
Song Ci nodded, and took down the family photo.
They took each of these and went up the elevator shaft.
The floor rose again, and when it reached a certain height, the upper floor automatically opened and slid to the side.The lights of the exhibition hall fell brightly, and with a slight thud, the floor and the room snapped, and they were back on the gallery.
"Help—help—"
Onion's cry for help echoed in the art gallery, as if it was the victim.
Song Ci and Gong Xiaoyu walked over, and it immediately cried onion-flavored lasagna tears like seeing a savior: "Come and close the case! My house has collapsed, it's completely collapsed!"
Song Ci didn't forget the sack deal, and said, "I brought the case report, the murderer is—"
"--nobody."
After the voice fell, all the onions in the painting stopped howling.
Song Ci continued: "In this level, you want us to find the murderer, and there are two corpses here, so we will naturally think that this is the murderer's work, and turn to find the truth about the murder. But the art museum There is also a model of a bungalow, which reveals the past of the woman who was a mother and died of cancer."
Gong Xiaoyu nodded, they found her funeral from the house model, and also found clues in the medical report, and finally confirmed that there was no murderer in this level.
The corpse was just a blindfold.
Onion looked disbelieving: "How could this happen? There is a dead body!"
"You're wrong, that's not a dead body." Song Ci glanced at the glass jar Gong Xiaoyu was holding, the woman inside looked peaceful, and he raised the family portrait in his hand, "She is the NPC of this level, Song Song."
"The NPC is her?"
Onion stared suspiciously at the woman's head in the jar.
"What does this detective think? She is a victim. You need to find out who killed her!"
Song Ci thought the same way before, until they found the model of the bungalow. The family of three lived in it, but the husband would hack his wife to death every day, and at the same time bring out a new wife who was intact from the warehouse.
Because his wife died a long time ago, he just wanted to revive her madly, and created doubles again and again, but these doubles were all fake robots, they had her facial features, imitated her tone and expression, but Not her at all.
Every day, the husband breaks down, destroys the double he's created, can't bear the fact that the double doesn't even exist, and continues to create doubles, pretending his wife is still alive.
He has gone crazy.
Just like the mad scientist Akabane said.
He is the inventor of the Asuka network, and in each of his failures, a strange singularity is born, which connects all his stand-in wives to form a local area network.
This network absorbed all these doubles, became conscious, and even cloned his wife's soul, successfully deceiving him.
So it's called the soul network.
The NPC this time is just a substitute soul that it cloned before. It cannot fully support a game world, so under this world, there is another world where Akabane's body is imprisoned.
The head of the substitute Song Song that Gong Xiaoyu is holding is just an illusion.
"Congratulations to the player for clearing the level! Get a three-day balance, and you can bring back an item to reality!"
The game system reminded briskly.
As he said that, in the glass jar in Gong Xiaoyu's hand, the head of the double Song Song was gradually disappearing, and the photo in Song Ci's hand also turned into powder little by little.
This cloned soul is being released.
A cool breath blew to the ear, Song Cifang seemed to hear a call.
"Don't leave..."
The voice dissipated like the wind, and the family portrait also disappeared, together with the woman's head.
"She left." Gong Xiaoyu said while holding the empty jar.
Song Ci was in a daze. The voice just now seemed to say "Don't leave...", and after this sentence, there seemed to be another word.
do not leave Me.
Song Ci suddenly thought that the line on the wall might not have been written by Akabane, but by the undead, trying to prevent them from discovering the secrets underground.
To keep them from leaving.
But at the same time, the bungalow model in the art gallery revealed her truth, allowing them to guess the answer.
This is a contradictory undead. She is different from the previous Turing and Da Vinci. She is just a cloned soul, a fake. She cannot communicate with the player, nor can she tell her own story. Only a broken corpse is presented.
"Is this good?" Gong Xiaoyu asked him.
Song Ci let go of her hand, and the last bit of photo powder in her fingers disappeared.
"That's good," he said.
"But, she is your mother's substitute, right?" Gong Xiaoyu said, "I didn't recognize it in the model of the bungalow, but the man in the family photo is the legend of Tianhai City—Chi Wei, That is your father."
"He is a lunatic." Song Ci said lightly, "Only a lunatic can create this kind of world-destruction network."
Gong Xiaoyu raised her hand: "Well, I know that your father-son relationship is complicated, but your father did die eight years ago, right?"
Song Ci thought for a while, nodded and said, "That's right, his body was buried."
"But the Asuka network is a network composed of undead." Gong Xiaoyu pointed out, "So, he might be resurrected in this network world."
Song Ci looked at him: "Then, Song Chuyi might do it too."
Gong Xiaoyu smiled generously: "That's right, that bastard might do it too."
His purpose of entering this game may be to wait to meet Song Chuyi again and let him rest in peace with his own hands.
Song Ci thought about it, Onion Tou let out a long sigh of relief, wiped away his tears and said, "Since the case-closing report has been passed, quickly take your things and leave."
What Song Ci wanted to take away was the sack. He took it out from the game page, and carried the red feather inside to reality.
"And this crazy book! Give it back!"
The encyclopedia was thrown from the painting and hit Song Ci on the head. He staggered and fell forward immediately.
--boom.
Song Ci felt that he had buried his head and fell on something hard and warm. He put his hands up, and when he looked up, he saw a head of blood-red hair, and a pair of gloomy eyes staring straight at him.
This person was Akabane in the sack.
Song Ci fell on him in a very bad posture, mouth to mouth, lips to lips, no more intimacy, and Chiyu was still packed in a sack, it looked like a kidnapping, wild and rough, the scene was very tense for a while Wonderful.
Song Ci was embarrassed.
He remembered that when he entered the game, there was no one around. When he fell, a group of people who had never seen him immediately surrounded him as if by magic, and took out their mobile phones to take pictures together.
"Tsk tsk, it turns out that this serious museum with thick eyebrows and big eyes still engages in this kind of performance art!"
"Hurry up! Hurry up!"
There was booing around, and Song Ci didn't know for a moment whether he had entered the game again. It seemed that only games could have such absurd scenes.
It's a pity that there is no game page, he is indeed in reality.
"Xiaoci..."
A faintly green voice sounded beside his ears, but Akabane in front of him pursed his lips unsatisfied and did not speak yet.
"Xiaoci, you have changed..."
That sound was greener.
Song Ci followed the prestige, and happened to see the encyclopedia on the ground. The book was opened and turned to a page. On it was a picture of a green grassland, with a green hat floating above, and a line of big characters written in the sky:
Young life!What should I do if my ex-boyfriend left me and reunited with my body!Wait online!
The author has something to say: Akabane in the book: despair to separation of the wall.gif
His body: innocent and innocent.gif
·
(The update time should be nine o’clock as far as possible, I’ve been staying up all night and I’m also a little bit separated, ghost breath.gif)
The game system sounded a notification tone, Song Ci carried the sack and immediately put it into the game package. Of course, Chi Yu also put it inside.
"We succeeded?"
Gong Xiaoyu walked over, sweat dripping from his forehead.
Song Ci nodded, and moved his gaze to the mountain of corpses behind him.
Gong Xiaoyu also looked towards the past. I don't know how many corpses have been piled up in this corpse mountain, and there is a rotten atmosphere that cannot be shaken off.
Ruogong Xiaoyu is not a little sick, but a normal person, and I am afraid that he will faint from this hellish scene at this moment.
"Do you have any ideas?" Gong Xiaoyu asked.
Song Ci nodded, then shook her head again: "As you can see, these attackers don't seem to be human, they are more like test subjects."
"Indeed, wherever I walked, there were many glass jars that could hold a single person. Like the cloning scene in a science fiction movie, each jar contained exactly the same person."
Gong Xiaoyu's eyes fell on a corpse with half of its face left.
"Their bodies seem to have failed, but that face is exactly the same as Song Chuyi."
When saying this, Gong Xiaoyu couldn't help raising his hand, and pressed the flame pattern on his wrist: "I saw that painting, although it wasn't drawn by Mo Qing, but the people inside are very similar to Song Chuyi. But in the first level, That person told me that Song Chuyi was just a copy, and his words revealed that you are the real one."
Gong Xiaoyu's eyes fell on Song Ci's body, there was no trace of playfulness in her eyes, but she looked at Song Ci seriously, as if she wanted to look into Song Ci's soul through this body.
"So, you are later than the sea?"
Song Ci couldn't answer. Maybe he was, maybe he wasn't. After all, he had no memory, and a person's life is made up of memories. Past experiences shaped them and determined their lives.
But Song Ci has no life.
He had just woken up, less than a day in reality.
"I see."
Gong Xiaoyu closed her eyes.
"Let's get out of here first, let's go out and talk."
He made a suggestion, and the two returned to the original road. At the entrance of the elevator shaft, Song Ci glanced at the headless corpse again, and his eyes fell on the family portrait and the head in the glass jar.
"Are you going to take her away?" Gong Xiaoyu took down the glass jar, not caring about the woman's head inside.
Song Ci nodded, and took down the family photo.
They took each of these and went up the elevator shaft.
The floor rose again, and when it reached a certain height, the upper floor automatically opened and slid to the side.The lights of the exhibition hall fell brightly, and with a slight thud, the floor and the room snapped, and they were back on the gallery.
"Help—help—"
Onion's cry for help echoed in the art gallery, as if it was the victim.
Song Ci and Gong Xiaoyu walked over, and it immediately cried onion-flavored lasagna tears like seeing a savior: "Come and close the case! My house has collapsed, it's completely collapsed!"
Song Ci didn't forget the sack deal, and said, "I brought the case report, the murderer is—"
"--nobody."
After the voice fell, all the onions in the painting stopped howling.
Song Ci continued: "In this level, you want us to find the murderer, and there are two corpses here, so we will naturally think that this is the murderer's work, and turn to find the truth about the murder. But the art museum There is also a model of a bungalow, which reveals the past of the woman who was a mother and died of cancer."
Gong Xiaoyu nodded, they found her funeral from the house model, and also found clues in the medical report, and finally confirmed that there was no murderer in this level.
The corpse was just a blindfold.
Onion looked disbelieving: "How could this happen? There is a dead body!"
"You're wrong, that's not a dead body." Song Ci glanced at the glass jar Gong Xiaoyu was holding, the woman inside looked peaceful, and he raised the family portrait in his hand, "She is the NPC of this level, Song Song."
"The NPC is her?"
Onion stared suspiciously at the woman's head in the jar.
"What does this detective think? She is a victim. You need to find out who killed her!"
Song Ci thought the same way before, until they found the model of the bungalow. The family of three lived in it, but the husband would hack his wife to death every day, and at the same time bring out a new wife who was intact from the warehouse.
Because his wife died a long time ago, he just wanted to revive her madly, and created doubles again and again, but these doubles were all fake robots, they had her facial features, imitated her tone and expression, but Not her at all.
Every day, the husband breaks down, destroys the double he's created, can't bear the fact that the double doesn't even exist, and continues to create doubles, pretending his wife is still alive.
He has gone crazy.
Just like the mad scientist Akabane said.
He is the inventor of the Asuka network, and in each of his failures, a strange singularity is born, which connects all his stand-in wives to form a local area network.
This network absorbed all these doubles, became conscious, and even cloned his wife's soul, successfully deceiving him.
So it's called the soul network.
The NPC this time is just a substitute soul that it cloned before. It cannot fully support a game world, so under this world, there is another world where Akabane's body is imprisoned.
The head of the substitute Song Song that Gong Xiaoyu is holding is just an illusion.
"Congratulations to the player for clearing the level! Get a three-day balance, and you can bring back an item to reality!"
The game system reminded briskly.
As he said that, in the glass jar in Gong Xiaoyu's hand, the head of the double Song Song was gradually disappearing, and the photo in Song Ci's hand also turned into powder little by little.
This cloned soul is being released.
A cool breath blew to the ear, Song Cifang seemed to hear a call.
"Don't leave..."
The voice dissipated like the wind, and the family portrait also disappeared, together with the woman's head.
"She left." Gong Xiaoyu said while holding the empty jar.
Song Ci was in a daze. The voice just now seemed to say "Don't leave...", and after this sentence, there seemed to be another word.
do not leave Me.
Song Ci suddenly thought that the line on the wall might not have been written by Akabane, but by the undead, trying to prevent them from discovering the secrets underground.
To keep them from leaving.
But at the same time, the bungalow model in the art gallery revealed her truth, allowing them to guess the answer.
This is a contradictory undead. She is different from the previous Turing and Da Vinci. She is just a cloned soul, a fake. She cannot communicate with the player, nor can she tell her own story. Only a broken corpse is presented.
"Is this good?" Gong Xiaoyu asked him.
Song Ci let go of her hand, and the last bit of photo powder in her fingers disappeared.
"That's good," he said.
"But, she is your mother's substitute, right?" Gong Xiaoyu said, "I didn't recognize it in the model of the bungalow, but the man in the family photo is the legend of Tianhai City—Chi Wei, That is your father."
"He is a lunatic." Song Ci said lightly, "Only a lunatic can create this kind of world-destruction network."
Gong Xiaoyu raised her hand: "Well, I know that your father-son relationship is complicated, but your father did die eight years ago, right?"
Song Ci thought for a while, nodded and said, "That's right, his body was buried."
"But the Asuka network is a network composed of undead." Gong Xiaoyu pointed out, "So, he might be resurrected in this network world."
Song Ci looked at him: "Then, Song Chuyi might do it too."
Gong Xiaoyu smiled generously: "That's right, that bastard might do it too."
His purpose of entering this game may be to wait to meet Song Chuyi again and let him rest in peace with his own hands.
Song Ci thought about it, Onion Tou let out a long sigh of relief, wiped away his tears and said, "Since the case-closing report has been passed, quickly take your things and leave."
What Song Ci wanted to take away was the sack. He took it out from the game page, and carried the red feather inside to reality.
"And this crazy book! Give it back!"
The encyclopedia was thrown from the painting and hit Song Ci on the head. He staggered and fell forward immediately.
--boom.
Song Ci felt that he had buried his head and fell on something hard and warm. He put his hands up, and when he looked up, he saw a head of blood-red hair, and a pair of gloomy eyes staring straight at him.
This person was Akabane in the sack.
Song Ci fell on him in a very bad posture, mouth to mouth, lips to lips, no more intimacy, and Chiyu was still packed in a sack, it looked like a kidnapping, wild and rough, the scene was very tense for a while Wonderful.
Song Ci was embarrassed.
He remembered that when he entered the game, there was no one around. When he fell, a group of people who had never seen him immediately surrounded him as if by magic, and took out their mobile phones to take pictures together.
"Tsk tsk, it turns out that this serious museum with thick eyebrows and big eyes still engages in this kind of performance art!"
"Hurry up! Hurry up!"
There was booing around, and Song Ci didn't know for a moment whether he had entered the game again. It seemed that only games could have such absurd scenes.
It's a pity that there is no game page, he is indeed in reality.
"Xiaoci..."
A faintly green voice sounded beside his ears, but Akabane in front of him pursed his lips unsatisfied and did not speak yet.
"Xiaoci, you have changed..."
That sound was greener.
Song Ci followed the prestige, and happened to see the encyclopedia on the ground. The book was opened and turned to a page. On it was a picture of a green grassland, with a green hat floating above, and a line of big characters written in the sky:
Young life!What should I do if my ex-boyfriend left me and reunited with my body!Wait online!
The author has something to say: Akabane in the book: despair to separation of the wall.gif
His body: innocent and innocent.gif
·
(The update time should be nine o’clock as far as possible, I’ve been staying up all night and I’m also a little bit separated, ghost breath.gif)
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