When the squeamish bag penetrates the horror live broadcast [Unlimited]

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Qian Ling decisively chose yes.

Then a familiar feeling of dizziness came, and he looked forward to waking up again so that he could really return to his home.

Time flows like water.

And the previous conversation, the sophisticated main system, and the conversation of a group of engineers in front of him echoed again in his mind:

"The operation of the primary system was attacked by the data of the subordinate replicas."

"Try clearing the memory."

"Wash away the memory of the copy boss, put it into the game world, and become a new player."

[The memory of the campus dungeon boss Yan Zekai has been successfully cleared and put into timeline A. 】

[The player's shallow memory is being modified, the dungeon part is cleared, re-bound, and the live broadcast auxiliary system 663 is allocated, and put into timeline B. 】

[The program has finished running. 】

Scattered conversations kept repeating in Qian Ling's mind. He was like a drowning man, floating on duckweed, unable to find a place to land.

These are all fake.

Qian Ling doesn't believe that the world he has lived in for so long is just his first dungeon mission.

He concentrated on opening his heavy eyes, and the pale light fell into his eyes, and his vision was in a trance for a while, and slowly focused on his eyes.

Qian Ling felt her whole body stiff, lying on a cushion like a water bed, with a layer of glass in front of her.

He appears to be lying in some kind of experimental pod.

"12457, welcome home."

A bionic man came over, his appearance was between human and robot, his smiling expression was inhumanly stiff, "Do you feel any discomfort?"

Qianling opened his mouth, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Where is this?"

"Home." The bionic man pressed a button outside the experimental cabin, and the glass cover in front of Qian Ling was lifted, and he warmly reminded: "12457, congratulations on standing out from the crowd of players and making a contribution to the main system." You have made a great contribution, and then you don’t need to enter the copy again, and other management tasks will be assigned to you.”

It seems that Qianling has been lying in the experimental cabin for too long, and just a single movement of getting up made some crystal beads of sweat ooze from his forehead.

After slowing down for a while, Qian Ling looked at the bionic man.

"What are you talking about, what is that string of numbers?"

The bionic man replied calmly: "Your number is given to each player when they enter the instance, and it represents you."

Qian Ling said: "You seem to have made a mistake, I have a name, and my home is not here, please send me back."

The android tilted its head stiffly, not cute.

"12457, this is your home."

In front of them, a large screen appeared in the sky, and the buildings on it were full of futuristic feeling, and the cold colors took up all the space, without any vitality.

no.

Qian Ling said: "I have my own home, which is a beautiful and gentle planet."

It's not here, cold and lifeless, this world is completely different from what he remembered.

The bionic human said: "You may need to receive a piece of memory."

After experiencing the reincarnation of countless copies, players will have various psychological problems, and even forget where they came from.

A complete memory was injected into Qian Ling's mind.

The huge amount of information made Qianling almost unable to sit still, his face was pale, and his slender eyelashes were wet with tears and gathered into clusters.

It was as if a big hand forcefully lifted the white cloth that was originally blocking the memory.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

Qian Ling received the memory back completely, and sat there blankly.

The planet he was born on is not a livable planet and cannot grow all the vegetation. In order to obtain resources, countless humans born here need to enter the experimental cabin.

By continuously doing tasks to obtain energy from other dimensions, to maintain the operation of the main system and the operation of the entire planetary system.

Qianling is one of them.

No family, no friends, only a code number 12457.

"Why modify my memory?"

Qian Ling raised his eyes, his eyes were red, his white teeth were biting his lower lip tightly, and crystal tears rolled down, "So selfish and hateful... Tell me everything is false?"

The bionic man read Qian Ling's emotions and said, "Because you made a mistake in the first world."

"Passive approach to tasks, don't want to return to your original planet, and even fell in love with the boss of the copy. You are greedy for the people and things there."

"This is a big taboo for players."

Qian Ling was stunned for a few seconds, "The boss of the dungeon..."

The bionic humanity said: "Yes, in the first world, there is a man named Yan Zekai in it. He is your alumni and the boss of the entire instance."

Yan Zekai... is the boss of the dungeon?

The appearance deep in the memory is a little bit clearer.

The one who doesn't wear the school uniform well, has a round shaved head that is close to the scalp, a high nose bridge, and thin lips. He looks very difficult to mess with.

Just looking into his eyes is gentle.

It was as if he was back on the street outside the campus again, with people coming and going, the boy who rescued him from the party hall was independent from the crowd, and said to him:

"If you think about it in the future, just call me. With me around, no one will dare to bully you."

Qian Ling said: "What if you can't find where I go?"

Yan Zekai's tone was serious and firm, "Then I will keep looking until I find it."

……

Withdrawing from the memory, Qian Ling felt extremely dry in her throat, lowered her head, and let the tears fall on the back of her hand.

... found him?

I can't find it anymore.

Yan Zekai probably doesn't remember him now, as if starting from one origin, the two ends of a straight line that will never converge.

Qian Ling said dryly, "Can I use all my points to return to the first world?"

The place he mistook for home.

It contains his past, countless fragments of memories, the studio where he stayed all day long, the driver who was always by his side, sunshine, flowers and rain.

"Sorry, the dungeon will automatically refresh after the player leaves to clear the player's influence." The bionic human said: "And the world you want to go back to has been closed due to the lack of energy due to the departure of the dungeon boss."

The bionic human said: "This is your communicator. It contains information such as your address. The next seven days will be your rest day. You will be notified later."

Qian Ling didn't know how she left the experimental cabin and how she returned to her residence.

A cold room with a bunch of smart home appliances, no kitchen, gray outside the window, no life, no trees, no birds.

Nothing at all.

Family, friends, classmates, none exist.

Qian Ling sat by the bed, staring out the window in a daze.

Every time he finished such dungeon tasks in the past, he always thought that he could rest, lie on the sofa, and relax without any burden, because he knew that there was a home far away.

What now?

Qianling smiled lightly, but there was no half smile in her eyes.

The silent system 663 said all the way: "Qianling, I still have movies and TV dramas saved, you want to watch—"

"12457, my name is this." Qian Ling said.

The voice of System 663 paused, and it tried to retrieve comforting words from the program, but at this moment, all the words became very weak.

Qian Ling didn't know how long he had been sitting alone, and he didn't remember until sunset.

There is no sunset in this world.

He stood up and staggered, his feet were a little numb, probably exhausted from hunger.

Following the memory given to him by the bionic man, Qianling opened the refrigerator, and a chilly white mist floated out.

Numerous glass tubes are neatly arranged in the cold room, filled with liquids of various colors.

Nutrients.

Qian Ling reached out to pick it up, the thick liquid was like a slime, and this 10ml was enough energy for one person.

He lifted the lid, and there was a pungent smell of chemicals.

"Is this kind of thing really edible?"

System 663 said: [Yes, but the taste may not be very good. 】

Qian Ling raised his head and swallowed the nutrient, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and the hand holding the empty bottle trembled slightly, and it took a long time for him to recover.

He threw the empty shells in the trash.

"...Can I go back and do the dungeon mission?"

Although the taste is hard to describe, it does offset the hunger.

Because there is no night, the days seem extremely long, so long that you can't feel the passage of time at all.

Even when it was time to rest, Qian Ling didn't feel sleepy. He sat on the bed for a long time, and when his calf felt numb again, he said, "I want to go for a walk."

Walking in this lifeless city, the cool wind blows on the body, which is extremely dry and biting. The outdoor environment and humidity are not suitable for lounging.

Qian Ling's skin was delicate and reddened by the blowing.

When System 663 was about to persuade Qian Ling to go back, he suddenly stopped and looked at the wasteland in front of him.

He squatted down, picked up a handful of loess, and spread his palms, the fine sand drifted away with the cold wind.

A world where even grass cannot survive.

Suddenly a smear of red was blown by the wind and broke into Qianling's vision, he blinked and reached out to stop the blush.

In the palm of my hand is a petal of a red rose, as red as a weeping ruby.

"How could it be in such a place?"

There is no way to grow roses in such a barren land, Qian Ling folded her palms, and carefully held the only petal in her palms.

He looked in the direction of the wind, and a small flame ignited in his heart.

A tall building was surrounded by smog, like a quiet steel monster.

"What's that place?"

System 663: [Research Center, where the main system is located. 】

[The author has something to say: Happy 520, everyone~]