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

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Qian Ling stood up slowly, looked at the building, and walked in that direction.

System 663 said: [Players are prohibited from entering that place. 】

But Qianling didn't seem to hear what he said, and held the rose petal tightly in his hand, as if there was a force in the dark that was pulling him in that direction.

The main body of the building hidden behind the smog gradually became clear. Behind a circle of barbed wire, the outer layer of the building seemed to echo some fragments in his memory.

The communicator worn by Qianling sensed his location, and it sounded, and a warning from the bionic man came from inside.

"12457, the research center is the core of the entire planet. Without permission, no one is allowed to enter without permission. Violators will be severely punished."

"12457, please stop immediately!"

Qian Ling lowered her slender eyelashes, looked at the communicator on her hand, "Sorry, my name is not 12457, I have my own name, my name is Qian Ling."

He reached out and pulled it off, and the bionic man's invariable tone became harsh and sharp, "12457, if you act without authorization, you will be obliterated by the main system—"

"Zizzizi..."

Qianling stepped on the communicator, and the broken communicator made a sound of electricity.

The android's voice finally disappeared.

Qian Ling said to System 663: "I don't want to implicate you and be punished with me. This is my decision alone. You should have the authority to unbind me."

System 663: […]

It does have this permission.

And after Qianling successfully completed the last copy and entered the realm of God, the audience was no longer needed, and it should leave as a tiny live broadcast assistant.

It's just that even it doesn't understand why it hasn't left yet.

It does not have this item in its program settings, so can it decide by itself?

After a long time, so long that Qian Ling thought that System 663 left without saying a word, the familiar voice sounded in his mind again:

【Sorry, I don't have permission to unbind. 】

Qian Ling felt that her eyes were a little sore, she bit her lower lip and gave a somewhat sour and complicated smile, "Well then, you can only be tricked by me again."

System 663: [[Final Mission] Single-player dungeon, no dungeon mainline, no need to load, mission target: main system. 】

[Entering: Research Center. 】

This dungeon has no punishment, no requirements, it is his own dungeon.

Qian Ling walked into the gate of the research center.

Memories surged up like a flood, he had been here before, he was the player everyone expected, he was endowed with expectations, everyone thought he would be the best player in the dungeon.

But he was defeated in the first world, trying in vain to stay in that world.

The corridor of the research center was pitch black, completely opposite to what he remembered. There were no endless streams of engineers, and it looked depressed and cold.

Qian Ling felt a little more alert.

If it was destroyed by an external force, what kind of person would be able to destroy this huge research center in such a way that it is still unknown to outsiders?

He followed the direction of memory, towards the depths.

The corridor without lights and windows is getting darker and darker, like a one-way route with no end in sight.

I don't know how long it took, Qianling finally came to a door, behind which was the location of the main system in his memory.

The supercomputer that has the shape of a heart but has no life.

Qian Ling reached out and pushed the door open.

In the darkness, the main system in the middle emits a little bit of blue fluorescence, and he is surrounded by the experimental cabin and the messy experimental data.

At the step Qianling approached, the light of the main system became dazzling, and a virtual ball of light transformed into a human figure, whose gender could not be distinguished vaguely.

"Welcome to come, 12457, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The voice of the main system is very soft, like the voice of a real person, "There is another person who has been waiting for you for a long time."

Qian Ling walked over slowly.

The main system continued: "I have the most cutting-edge algorithms and logic, composed of huge data, and there has never been an error.

But my only oversight was to underestimate human emotion.

Even though his memory was washed away countless times, the instance was restarted, and he even became a player in a different timeline, he still did not give up looking for you. "

Qian Ling felt his throat was extremely dry, and his voice was hoarse and trembling, "Where is he?"

The main system did not answer, but continued: "I haven't deduced it, he dared to send all the staff of the research center into the experimental cabin, and even threatened to destroy me directly.

So I made the biggest concession and made a bet with him.

The bet is the first world, that is, the blue planet in your memory. If you hadn't come to see me, both he and that planet would have died without a sound. "

Speaking of this, Qian Ling felt that she couldn't even take care of her breathing.

His palms were wet with cold sweat.

There was more indignation in the soft voice of the main system: "But that guy K is really a scheming bastard, he actually left fragments of spiritual power in every world he experienced in advance, and put them on important NPCs and bosses, even It's the player who messed up all the layout of the dungeon."

Qian Ling froze for a moment, "Wait, what does this mean? K? What fragments of mental power?"

"After Yan Zekai's memory was washed away and he became a player, he became K." said the main system.

Although Qian Ling already had such doubts and guesses vaguely in his heart, hearing it from the main system in front of him was still beyond shocking.

At this moment, he desperately wanted to meet Yan Zekai face to face.

"We won that bet." Qian Ling said, "You can't play tricks."

The main system said: "I will fulfill my promise and send you back to the world in your memory."

After all, it doesn't want to face the program of losing the disease, and it will be destroyed if it doesn't agree with it. It's too exciting. The main system said: "But before you leave, you have to help me with one last thing."

"what's up?"

"Release the engineers in the experimental cabin for me."

Yes.

Before this, Yan Zekai used this as a threat to lock all the engineers into the experimental cabin. However, due to the planet's absolute admiration for the research center and little contact with the outside world, it has not been discovered until now.

Even the most sophisticated computer needs maintenance.

This is also the reason why System 663 was unable to contact the staff for a long time.

It is not difficult to open the experimental cabin, you only need to manually press the control button.

Qian Ling walked to the button, but did not move for a long time.

The main system said: "What's wrong?"

"Before that, I also have a request," Qian Ling said, "You have to make sure that you won't punish the system I carry with you."

The weak 663 who was silent in front of the main system: [! ? 】

The main system said: "Yes."

It hasn't gotten to the point of targeting an insignificant on-air assistant system.

Only then did Qianling press the button, and the door of the experimental hatch opened, and the engineers who had finally escaped from the dungeon stumbled out, their faces pale and their appearances in a state of distress, and they didn't look superior at all.

"Woooooo, where is this place, heaven?"

"I'm back, my God, isn't this really a dream?"

The engineers cried bitterly, the terrifying difficulty of the dungeon was undoubtedly a fatal blow to them.

Let them no longer be indifferent and objective managers, but players who are deeply involved in it, and personally experience this feeling of physical and mental suffering.

An unsmiling chief engineer said: "Maybe we should try to optimize the algorithm for humanity."

Qian Ling couldn't help thinking that this might bring a little new life to this lifeless planet.

The main system said: "Thank you, I will send you to the place you want to return after the countdown."

"10, 9, 8..."

As the countdown began, Qian Ling felt the familiar sense of separation, and his consciousness gradually became chaotic, but he never looked forward to it like now.

The voice of the main system gradually became distant, "3, 2, 1. I wish you a happy life, Qianling."

Qianling's consciousness was completely plunged into darkness, like a small boat rolling over and over on the sea.

Time does not know how long has passed.

Slowly, he felt the warmth and sunshine, as well as the faint fragrance of flowers in the air, and the trees outside the classroom ushered in midsummer.

"Ring-ring--"

The familiar classroom bell, followed by the bustling laughter and footsteps of classmates.

Like a drop of water poured on the tip of Qian Ling's heart, he instantly woke up.

He raised his head, and in front of him was an all-too-familiar blackboard, filled with dense mathematical formulas and today's lessons.

Qian Ling froze for a few seconds, then blinked.

It seems that everything that happened was just a big absurd dream. After waking up from the dream, all life returned to its original place.

He called the name of the system several times in his mind, but got no response. It seemed that the binding could indeed be undone.

Qian Ling stood up, and everyone around him looked over, but he ignored these insignificant gazes and went straight to the goal in his heart.

Yan Zekai's class.

A group of students in school uniforms looked chaotic and noisy because it was get out of class time.

And Yan Zekai sat in the last row, propping his chin, staring out the window in a daze.

Qian Ling felt that every time she took a step closer, her heart beat faster.

His sudden appearance caused rustling discussions in the classroom, and Yan Zekai seemed to be touched, moved a little, and turned his head slowly.

When he saw Qianling, those dark eyes lit up.

After a distance, Qian Ling smiled softly, "I'm back and I want to drink peach soda, can you buy it for me?"

Yan Zekai stood up abruptly, and without caring about knocking down the chair, he hugged Qian Ling into his arms.

There are all kinds of booing sounds around.

Yan Zekai took a deep breath, his voice trembling with excitement, "Welcome home, Qianling."

[The author has something to say: the main text is over, there should be a special episode next, thank you for your company along the way~]