Striped Retriever

The meat ball was held together by a bunch of tentacles, like a round brain flower.

The referee accepted this thing well. After all, those people in the Tinder system have a variety of shapes, and there are all kinds of strange things. They are the type that can directly enter the game and seamlessly become a horror npc.

He clenched Ke Chenlin's wrist, fearing that Ke Chenlin would jump up and beat up the monster in agitation.

Especially after the lump of sarcoid said that sentence.

As a result, the referee was overthinking, and Ke Chenlin had no desire to rush forward at all. When the monster was squirming in this direction, Ke Chenlin casually asked the referee beside him: "Do you want me to stay in this dungeon to become a monster?" Is that so, dear."

"No." The referee shook his head, "You can't stay in this world." If Ke Chenlin turns into this kind of big sarcoma, he might as well die, at least his body won't be used by monsters.

Ke Chenlin stepped back, he looked at the ball of meat, his expression didn't seem much nervous: "Mom."

The ball of meat stopped, and after the word "mom" was dropped, its tentacles began to shrink, re-condensed and deformed, and transformed into the appearance of Ke Chenlin's mother.

"It looks really weird." Ke Chenlin chuckled.

The referee looked at him in surprise.

Just now Ke Chenlin was really angry, no, maybe Ke Chenlin is not calm now either.But now the referee can confirm that Ke Chenlin's neck-choking attack was not driven by anger, he was just trying to sort out the truth of this game copy.

The "mother" reunited as if nothing had happened, still with worry on her face: "Chenlin, did something happen to you?"

This is the sentence again.

"No." Ke Chenlin smiled at his "mother", "I'm fine."

After that, the two exchanged pleasantries again and again. It was nothing more than Ke Chenlin's mother expressing concern, and Ke Chenlin went to explain patiently.

However, after knowing the truth, looking at the state of the two of them, it seems false no matter how you look at it.

In the end, Ke Chenlin watched the monster return to the house. The moment the door closed, Ke Chenlin suppressed the redundant smile on his face.

"She is still her. She has my mother's memory and those little habits." Ke Chenlin looked at the referee, and he found that the referee's expression was not very good-looking. Thinking back to his grandma who visited the house, Ke Chenlin stretched out his hand and patted her The referee's back, "They left us long ago, you know."

"Are you comforting me?" The referee pointed to his face, obviously Ke Chenlin's behavior was a bit unbelievable to him.

"Don't doubt me, dear." Ke Chenlin held the referee's hand, interlocking his fingers naturally, "I'm real, but what you did just now seemed too stable, and I was a little confused."

The referee looked at Ke Chenlin's face: "Are you angry?"

"Of course." Ke Chenlin didn't deny it, "I don't know if there is a boss in this world, and I haven't found any special props, otherwise this game must be over."

Regardless of whether the monster just now was really transformed by his mother, Ke Chenlin has consumed his own feelings: "But it's useless to speak harshly now, let's figure it out first."

Having said that, Ke Chenlin gently pulled the referee: "Honey, you should be on my side this time, right?"

Originally, the two of them were torn apart in the last dungeon, and this game should have been. However, the current situation is a little bit special.

Their former "relatives" have all entered the game. This is likely to be a game deliberately set up by the marshal to check and balance the referee or himself.

The referee did not directly respond to Ke Chenlin's question, but only said: "This may be an artificial copy."

"Oh? How should I say it?" Ke Chenlin didn't continue to question the referee, forcing him to give himself an accurate answer.He knows that the referee's words now represent a temporary cooperation, but this cooperation has no deadline and may collapse at any time.

So the referee should be honest, if you tell Ke Chenlin that our dungeon is working together, we will rush to ruin the game, and then when the crisis is resolved, Ke Chenlin will not pay attention to the backhand, wouldn't it be fine?

The two of them carried an insulated lunch box and walked back together hand in hand, just like ordinary couples.

"You met the marshal before, and his brain is a bit out of order." The referee explained.

Ke Chenlin deeply agreed with this point: "I always thought he was related to the family before, and normal people can't be so stupid."

"It's not that he's stupid, but that in their world, family affection and even love don't exist." The referee glanced at the hands they held, and unconsciously leaned in Ke Chenlin's direction Depend on.

Then Ke Chenlin naturally let go of the referee's hand and hugged the referee's waist.

"Ahem." The referee tried to keep himself calm, "They don't have parents, and the race derivation in that world has been streamlined."

"Assembling?" This was the first time Ke Chenlin had heard such a statement.

"Yes, that's a perfect world." The referee nodded, "The people there don't know what stress is. When they reach their age, they only need to provide their own genes, and then the huge system will screen and match them according to the genes to synthesize a perfect disease-free human body." The children will be brought up by artificial intelligence in a unified way, without so many troubles in the human world."

"It's really great, but what does this have to do with your marshal being a fool?" Ke Chenlin slowed down his pace. He is not in a hurry now. Being close to the referee allows him to feel the opponent's body temperature. Ke Chenlin enjoys it all of these.

"Because that world does not need to establish any intimacy between individuals, artificial intelligence is responsible for everything from birth to death, and there is no need for running-in between individuals, because no other individual can be more perfect than artificial intelligence, Therefore, the marshal who has never experienced this kind of primitive emotion in the human world will look like a fool.”

"Not in love?" Ke Chenlin was a little surprised, but strictly speaking, he himself was a product of that world.

"Follower, due to the complete automatic parenting, it perfectly takes care of the child's emotions, so after two people get along with each other, a very small problem will rise to infinity, and the final result is often a breakup." The referee sighed softly One sound.

Ke Chenlin still remembers those weird people in the Tinder game. They can even customize or even change their appearance at any time. It seems that they only need to keep their spirits: "So how did they become extinct?"

"After eliminating almost all the problems, in order not to be bored, they began to ask for trouble." The referee was also a little helpless when he said this, "They forced themselves to die."

Ke Chenlin: "...What do you mean?" He thought that the world was over when something like an alien invasion or a meteorite fell.

"In a society where eating, drinking, and having fun are solved, there is no need to worry about diseases, and hobbies can be satisfied to the maximum, there will always be people who feel bored. In order to find more fun, they start to develop in some weird directions, such as destroying the world."

"There are those who suffer from secondary illness." Ke Chenlin commented.

"When all of this can become a reality, it won't be the second disease." The referee sighed, "I have to say that the rise of this kind of anti-social group purely for hobbies has injected new vitality into the world, but the worse One thing is, they succeeded."

Ke Chenlin didn't know what to say for a moment, he patted the referee on the back again.

The referee looked at Ke Chenlin: "Are you trying to scold me for being stupid?"

"You know me very well, dear." Ke Chenlin shrugged, "I think their behavior is probably the best interpretation of the five words "full and full."

He could understand what the referee meant, but since Ke Chenlin himself hadn't had a good few days, what the referee said made him a little jealous. There is very little empathy to empathize with.

"Hey, in short, the marshal just doesn't understand the logic and some hints of intimacy, but it doesn't mean he is stupid. He knows that your relatives and my relatives can cause us trouble." The referee added, "And this It is very likely that the dungeon was created by him using the points in the tinder system."

"The fire system didn't detect it?" Ke Chenlin asked.

"The Tinder system may not be that smart." The referee was also very helpless. "They rarely communicate with people, but they have been dealing with intelligent systems since they were young. They are clear about the loopholes of intelligent systems that can take advantage of them."

Ke Chenlin recalled the rigid and formulaic enthusiasm of the Tinder System when he communicated with the Tinder System, and had to admit that the referee was right.

The two of them chatted and walked, unknowingly, the two of them were crowded very tightly, and their pace became the same. It was still a serious matter to discuss and chat, but it only took 10 minutes to walk normally. half an hour.

When he finally got home, Ke Chenlin still felt inexplicably lost: "I think I should thank the marshal."

"How do you say it?" After entering the house and changing his shoes, the referee naturally took the coat handed over by Ke Chenlin and hung it on the hanger.

"This place is a utopia for me." Ke Chen collapsed on the sofa after entering the room, and he opened his arms towards the referee, "Come on, my dear, let me give you a hug."

The referee was a little helpless, Ke Chenlin's state was always seamlessly connected between serious and off-line.But he still stepped forward and cooperated with Ke Chenlin to hug him.

In the end, I hugged and sat on the lap of the person.

Ke Chenlin smiled and raised his head to look at him. This action of the two of them just made Ke Chenlin rest his chin on the referee's chest.

"Let's go back and check how many players we know here, and see if there are any new players who came in with us." Ke Chenlin didn't say anything, and turned back to the serious topic.

"Okay." The referee nodded, and unconsciously put his hand on Ke Chenlin's shoulder.

"By the way, you saw my fantasy body when you were in that house just now." Ke Chenlin laughed, "You stared at him for a long time."

"Because I haven't seen you for a long time, and you can't grow back." Speaking of this, the referee couldn't help frowning, "You are too thin now." Fatai takes her body into consideration, but she is well-proportioned and muscular anyway.

And now Ke Chenlin is a little too thin, his own appearance supports him, making him look like a walking skeleton, but to be honest, a good-looking zombie is not much better than a skeleton.

"Physical condition cannot be improved in a short period of time." Ke Chenlin said this, and met the referee's eyes again.

Neither of them spoke again this time.

I don't know how long this state of silence lasted.

Until Ke Chenlin clicked his tongue: "Actually, that's not what I want to talk about."

"I probably guessed it." The referee nodded.

"But this environment, and you in this state, make me feel a little embarrassed." Ke Chenlin repeated that sentence, "You look too much like An Ding now."

Ke Chenlin's statement is actually a bit strange, after all, strictly speaking, the referee and An Ding are one person.

But the referee could understand what Ke Chenlin meant, because he thought so too.

Blame the environment, the referee has not been to the place they call home for a long time, and now he is here, he always has a feeling that he has not left three years ago.

On the contrary, there is a feeling of timidity lingering in my heart, which lingers for a long time.

Ke Chenlin's hand slowly slid down his back, but at the end, Ke Chenlin coughed twice: "Do you think there is a TV in this copy?"

"The TV gave us a lot of information in the second game." Ke Chenlin let go of the referee.

"I don't know, you can take a look." The referee also climbed off Ke Chenlin's body, with his hands on his chin, feeling inexplicably awkward.

They were sitting side by side, Ke Chenlin picked up the remote control on the coffee table, and actually turned on the TV.

An illogical thing like a snowflake screen actually appeared on the LCD TV, and after flickering a few times, the TV began to play a promotional video.

The main character in it is a plain but friendly lady with a round face. Accompanied by cheerful background music, this lady introduces this perfect world to the audience.

"No money, no work! This is your perfect world." Standing in a white space, the lady snapped her fingers, and luxuriously decorated houses with warm yellow hues immediately appeared around her. Do anything here."

She clapped her hands again, and a golden retriever appeared at her feet, behind her was a gray-haired old man with a smile, and standing next to this lady was a man in a camel-colored loose sweater: " You get to be with your family and you get along better."

"I don't need this kind of harmony." Ke Chenlin clicked his tongue, he obviously didn't like this kind of utopian things, but, "Is this like your world?"

"Ah?" The referee noticed that Ke Chenlin straightened his back suddenly after talking to him. It was obvious that his mind was not on this just now.

"I wonder if the world mentioned in this commercial is like the one you just told me about, perfect and carefree." Ke Chenlin pointed to the TV, and then tapped the referee's head, "Don't pay attention, what are you thinking?"

"It's nothing." The referee obviously didn't intend to analyze his heart in front of Ke Chenlin. "It's very similar. The marshal actually knows what we want."

"Oh?" Ke Chenlin didn't quite agree, after all, the marshal in his mind was always a fool in a boy's body, not like a character with a lot of city.

"A purely perfect world will make people feel tired, but it does not include people who have suffered a lot." The referee looked at Ke Chenlin, "For example, you."

"But I don't like it here." Ke Chenlin didn't feel that he was being bewitched.

"That's because you discovered the clues too early." The referee was a little helpless, "Of course, it's also possible that you planned to destroy all of this yourself, so you're calm enough, and the other players who came in with us may not necessarily be. "

"Oh, then they are really unlucky." Ke Chenlin can't find these same players now, but he knows that the one who knocked on the door before is definitely not. After all, the players haven't had much contact with each other yet, how can they know who is who?

The commercial on TV was still playing, and this kind of happiness that was so fake gradually made Ke Chenlin feel bored, and when the smelly and long commercial was over, Ke Chenlin found that his hands were holding hands with the referee. And the referee looked serious, but his ears were red.

when did it happen?

Ke Chenlin looked at the tightly held hands of the two, and fell into deep thought.Did he just get used to it, or is it because this dungeon is supported by an outrageously warm buff?

"Do you want to let go?" the referee asked him.

"It's up to you." Ke Chenlin's response can be said to be quite ambiguous.

These two times, he directly gave the choice to the referee, and the referee...he was speechless.

Ke Chenlin watched the referee's face turn red and tense, but he relaxed a lot: "We are a cooperative relationship now, my dear. Personally, I hope you can be more frank."

The referee covered his mouth with his other hand, and he took a deep breath: "You can see it."

"Do I need a mirror for you? Your blushing is quite obvious." Ke Chenlin reminded him.

The referee pursed Ke's lips, then broke the jar and said, "I want to kiss you, your mouth."

Without waiting for Ke Chenlin's response, he let go of Ke Chenlin's hand, turned to hold Ke Chenlin's shoulder, and pressed him on the sofa: "You now..."

"Honey, you're so hot." Ke Chenlin hasn't seen such an energetic referee for a long time, and couldn't help reaching out to touch the referee's thigh, but he didn't reach up, and the hand was slapped down by the referee .

"Don't talk." The referee frowned, "I get nervous easily when you talk."

Ke Chenlin touched the back of his hand that was slapped away by the referee, feeling a little upset.

However, his action didn't last long, and soon the referee grabbed his wrist and pressed his hand on top of his head.

"Hey, hello." Ke Chenlin reminded him, "Honey, are you sure you just want to kiss?" The referee's posture seemed to be ready for further communication.

"Yes!" The referee shouted with confidence.

He stared fixedly at Ke Chenlin, his expression didn't look like he was looking at his partner, but rather like looking at his enemy.

Strictly speaking, they have done more extreme things in the last world, and now it is just a kiss, there is no need to be so nervous.

Yes, the referee is nervous now.

Ke Chenlin is too familiar with his expression. When the referee is still stable, An Ding is like this when the two are together, and it is also like this when they are sleeping for the first time.

And when Ke Chenlin called An Ding a friend for the first time when he was a child, An Ding suddenly became like this, Ke Chenlin thought he said something wrong, and the other party planned to beat someone up.

The referee stared at him seriously for a long time, and prepared for the final kiss: "I'm ready to kiss."

"Come on." Ke Chenlin couldn't move, and could only wink at the referee.

The referee leaned over, and his movements were extremely slow.In fact, he was also a little confused. He obviously did all the more intimate things in the last dungeon, so why was he so nervous at this time.

The moment the lips touched, the referee let go of Ke Chenlin's hand, and Ke Chenlin also embraced the referee.

At this moment, there is really a real feeling of returning to the past, returning to the past where nothing happened, even though it is only a short illusion.

After the kiss was over, the referee and Ke Chenlin let go of each other at the same time, neither continued.They invariably stick to a certain bottom line, and do not have a relationship when this emotional state is ambiguous.

In this world, they must clearly know that they cannot go back, and cannot indulge in this utopian false happiness.

"This is actually a bit torturing." Ke Chenlin commented, "When we go out, you have to beat up that marshal."

"We don't allow fighting there." The referee said again, "But I will make his life worse than death." When he said this, his tone was heavy.

When he realized that this world might be a trap set by the marshal, the referee had already figured out what to do to the marshal when he went back.

This bastard is better off being strapped to a rocking cart and listening to the Three Character Classic for 300 years.

Ke Chenlin patted the referee on the back as a consolation: "We have a full nine months, so there is no need to worry."

As soon as he finished speaking, there were screams outside.

At this time, it should be already dark when looking out the window, and the screaming outside is not pure fear after seeing a monster.Instead, there was a smell of collapse, and after the scream, it was howling and crying.

Ke Chenlin and the referee quickly ran to the door. When Ke Chenlin was about to open the door, the referee stopped him: "Don't go."

"What?" Ke Chenlin asked suspiciously.

"The dark night in the general game copy is dangerous. We don't know whether the scream was attacked or a bait."

"Then it's not a bad thing for me to be bitten off all of a sudden, my dear." Ke Chenlin found the referee's anxious look very interesting.

"No." The referee frowned, "I don't want you to become like that sarcoma, let me out."

Their behavior is a bit like the fateful mandarin ducks of the enemy, the kind who are scrambling to go to die first.

But Ke Chenlin didn't fight with the referee anymore, because he knew that the referee's body was not here, and he had only one life, and it was gone when he died.

The referee opened the door, and the goal was still the corridor on their floor. When the referee stepped out of the threshold, the scene in front of him changed. It was a young man, who was crouching on the ground and crying, while a huge sarcoma was It squirmed towards him, the sarcoma squirmed very slowly, but the young man didn't even run.

"Who is this to him?" Ke Chenlin also came out, with one hand on the referee's shoulder, while looking at the broken young man.

The referee is not clear, but this question does not need the referee to answer.

Because the sarcoma squirmed and said in a male voice: "You don't like me when I become like this? Brother?"

The voice was lingering, probably not the brother who was related by blood, but the brother who was in love.

"Hey!" Ke Chenlin raised his voice and shouted at the collapsed player, "Treat him as the original person and call him by name." This is a direct guide.

However, that player didn't intend to do that. He looked at Ke Chenlin and realized that Ke Chenlin was also a player, but: "He's a monster! He ate him!! He's dead! He's not him! He's a monster!" Disgusting parasite!" The player's voice was particularly loud, and it could be seen that his whole mood had collapsed.

He was so miserable, but his feet didn't move.

Ke Chenlin could actually understand: "If you're not a referee..." At this point, he suddenly realized that the people around him were not the An Ding he was familiar with, so he didn't continue, and Xiaoxiao passed away.

But the referee understood what he meant.

If he was not a referee, and Ke Chenlin met his swallowed self here, he would probably collapse, just like this player.

Ke Chenlin sighed, and walked forward, wanting to temporarily pull away the player, at least let him calm down a little, and only when he is clear-headed can he know that saving his life is the most important thing.

But Ke Chenlin only took two steps toward him, and the player noticed it and snapped, "Don't come here!"

Ke Chenlin paused.

"Don't come here!" The player stretched out his hand to block Ke Chenlin, his tears flowed down, his face didn't have much expression, it seemed more numb.

"As you wish." Ke Chenlin understood what he meant.

This person simply doesn't want to live anymore, or is ready to forget all of this.

When he first came to this world, this player probably had the joy of reuniting with his lover, but in the end he found that all of this was fake, he couldn’t accept it, and wanted to escape, forget it, or simply die, as long as he can escape reality, He didn't care how that would be.

Ke Chenlin just watched the sarcoma slowly approaching him, and then those tentacles wrapped the player, and the player's face gradually changed from numbness to a smile.

Those bloody, finer tentacles stretched out, they poured into the man's ears, nostrils, mouth, and even crawled into his eyelids, and the man began to grin, very standard, just like Ke Chenlin and the others just now The ad I saw.

The man seemed to be muttering something, it seemed to be a person's name, as he spoke, his saliva dripped down, and finally he hugged the lump of sarcoma, and the lump of sarcoma stretched out a thicker hand to caress the man's face .

Ke Chenlin retreated again and again, retreating to the referee's side, and took the referee's hand.

The scene in front of them now is really weird, and not long ago, if Ke Chenlin hadn't responded to the problem in time, he would probably have been treated like this.

The referee clenched Ke Chenlin's hand with great strength, probably because he was also afraid of this.

Ke Chenlin could even see the man's skin rising and falling. It was obvious that something was crawling under the skin. This "hug" didn't last long. Finally, those tentacles were pulled away from the man's body, and the tumor moved back. After taking a few steps, it transformed into a handsome male, and caught the male player when he fell down.

"What just happened?" The male player finally regained consciousness.

"You fell down," said the man, "are you out of shape?"

"Maybe I'm so happy to see you." The player cheerfully took the man's arm, and when he turned his head, he saw Ke Chenlin and the referee.

These two people are particularly conspicuous, they are the kind of handsome guys who can attract attention at a glance, and now they both look at him: "What's the matter?" He hasn't forgotten his identity as a player, and the behavior of these two people With such a weird behavior, it might be some special npc.

"It's okay." Ke Chenlin didn't want to chat with the player whose memory was manipulated by the tentacles, so he entered the room with his arms around the referee's waist.

The moment the door was closed, Ke Chenlin's expression became serious, and his eyes fell on the referee.

"What's wrong?" The referee didn't realize it at first, but after seeing Ke Chenlin's expression ready to ask questions at any time, the referee understood: "My dungeon really didn't do anything to your memory!"

In the last dungeon, Ke Chenlin lost so many memories of his death. What he fears most is that someone tampers with his memory. Just now Ke Chenlin saw that sarcoma has the ability to modify memory. He would suspect that the referee is quite normal. Yes, after all, the referee has a criminal record: "My dear, you must ensure that what you tell me is the truth."

"I promise." The referee said seriously, "It's also the first time I know that this dungeon has the ability to modify memories."

"Okay, I believe you." After Ke Chenlin finished speaking, he was about to go to the living room, but when he thought of something, he came back and pointed at the referee: "Honey, if I knew that there was something like that buried under my skin... Disgusting tentacles, our marriage may be in crisis."

"You don't trust me." The referee frowned. "It's useless for me to promise, because you are always on guard against me. We should be in a cooperative relationship now."

"It's a cooperative relationship, but you have a criminal record." Ke Chenlin said seriously, "Once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of well ropes for ten years."

"You're right, but I still feel that since we cooperated, you should give me a certain amount of trust." The referee was also a little upset, "At least at this time I won't do anything to you, I don't hate you .”

"But our positions are naturally opposed." Ke Chenlin reminded him.

"Natural opposition?! Yes, if I didn't think too much before and wanted you to live well, you should be gone in the first instance we met!" The referee raised his voice.

Not to be outdone, Ke Chenlin said loudly: "It should be gone? Huh? Need I remind you? You said goodbye to me when I entered that basement! If I didn't have the feeling of fear, I would have died in it Yes! What does it have to do with you after all?"

"Also, don't call me human, didn't you turn off the program!"

"I've been calling Ke Chenlin all the time! It's you who've been calling me the referee!" The referee felt that he and Ke Chenlin couldn't make sense.

"I obviously called my dear!" Ke Chenlin patted the shoe cabinet, "You still care about this? Judge?"

"I don't have a name?!" The referee asked back. Ke Chenlin's last yin and yang sentence made the referee feel like his lungs were exploding. "You've never called me darling before!"

"You fart! Obviously there is!"

"That's when we're sleeping!"

"Didn't you sleep when I called you honey later?"

"Sleep!" The referee said this, and suddenly fell silent. He blinked twice, and then patted his temple with his hand, "How did we get here?"

Ke Chenlin, who was the first to bring up the topic, shook his head, expressing that he didn't know.

The referee returned to the original topic: "I really didn't erase your memory."

"Oh, I believe you." Ke Chenlin nodded, looking very sincere, "My dear, you will not lie in front of me."

Referee: "...then you just now?"

"Oh, it's just that the atmosphere is too heavy. I hope my dear you will be more lively." Ke Chenlin brushed his fingers over the referee's chin, and smiled cheerfully, "Oh, no, I should tell you to stabilize."

The air seemed to freeze.

Until the referee slammed the hammer on the shoe cabinet, gritted his teeth and said, "Ke! Chen! Lin!"

"Look, how alive you are now."