Absolute Persona [Unlimited]

Wen Sidai looked familiar with the game area, and while walking, introduced to Jiang Jian the different ways of playing each game and the situation of earning points.Jiang Jian glanced at Song Zhihui, who followed behind them with his head bowed and low profile, and smiled, "Xiao Song gave me a popular science before."

Song Zhihui hurriedly tugged at the corner of his clothes when he heard the words, for fear that he would reveal that he had lost all Zhong Xun's points.

Asking others has already made him very awkward, let alone black history.

Song Zhihui was aggrieved all the way, humiliated, and finally couldn't help but speak after seeing Wensidei stop in front of a red door.

"Isn't it? Fighting the Landlord?"

His eyes widened. Is this the legendary Senior Citizens Bureau?

Lao Huang was rushing over with his stomach straight, and heard Song Zhihui's words as soon as he walked in.He saw that it was the brat who scolded him back then in the infirmary. He turned his face and swore while brushing his wristband: "What? You look down on Doudizhu? A game of the wisdom of the working people!"

Song Zhihui opened his mouth, but before he had time to refute, he saw Wensidei standing in front of him, casting a cold glance at the two of them.

"Be quiet, I'm not here to quarrel today."

Lao Huang saw the beauty's eyes light up, smiled apologetically and opened the door to enter.

Wen Sidai swiped her wristband, turned her head to look at Song Zhifan: "I made an appointment here because Doudizhu is currently the only game that does not limit the number of players. Isn't it you who wants to follow us to listen?"

After all, she followed Lao Huang and walked in.

Song Zhihui choked, and the burning fire in his heart suddenly stopped.

Every word she said was reasonable, but her gentle and gentle tone made him somewhat unreasonable.

"Why is there no limit on the number of people here?" Jiang Jian stood behind Song Zhihui and asked suspiciously.

Song Zhifan said in a low voice: "I don't know the specific reason. I just remember that there was a system notification saying that several rooms were specially opened for Doudizhu and Mahjong games with unlimited numbers of people. There is no limit for guests to watch the game." Whether or not, the person who enters the room can come down and change to another person at any time after the end of the game. During the game, the requirement for the points bet is no more than 10, which is equivalent to a chatting place for guests with similar interests.”

Jiang Jian frowned slightly.

This kind of game room brought him a sense of disobedience that seemed to be there.

If he is a member of the program group, whether the memories of the guests are gradually forgotten, or the location of their apartment cannot be distinguished in the accommodation area, the purpose of these facts should be to avoid excessively close intersections between the guests, and to prevent everyone from thinking about it during contact. What happened in the past is right.

And this kind of place for pure chatter and exchange of feelings is exactly the opposite.

He guessed, could this also be a hidden reward from someone?

"Oh, by the way, before I went to the Yunhan Science and Technology show, someone reserved a mahjong room and invited about [-] people to hold a blind date meeting. That's why I think it's good for the elderly to come to this kind of place Bar."

If it is said that elderly grandpas and aunts like to develop their careers in the blind date corner, then some older guests are not exempt.

As for the result of the blind date?

In Song Zhihui's impression, most of the participants, men, women and children, did not survive.

Jiang Jian glanced at the red door of this room, and the words "full/not full" were hung on the display screens at the door of other rooms.

And the screen at the door of this room shows "reserved".

"It turns out that an appointment is still required."

"Yes, just make an appointment with the reporter. Because there was a situation where guests occupied the Landlord's room all night in order to avoid participating in their next show, so these rooms limit the length of time guests can make an appointment at one time... It seems to be Not more than two hours!"

In Jiang Jian's eyes, this seemed to be patching.

If it is a rule revised by the program group, it will inevitably consider all possible problems first, and then issue a rigorous and relatively complete notice.

Obviously, the initial notification did not take care of so many possible situations, so the loopholes in these rules will be filled in the follow-up according to new emergencies where guests take advantage of loopholes.

Jiang Jian kept the internal contradictions in the studio center in mind, did not dare to delay the appointment time, swiped his wrist and led Song Zhi back in.

The room was dark except for the light on the central table.

Wen Sidai and Lao Huang had already found a seat to sit down. Jiang Jian walked over, sat on the remaining chair, and carefully looked at the game environment.

There are no paper poker cards on the table, just a wristband sensor.

He swiped the wristband lightly, and a suspended electronic light screen suddenly appeared in front of him. The "Ready" button was directly below, and the status of Winsted and Lao Huang was displayed in the upper left corner:

[Yellow can't do it: ready]

[Winsdai: Not ready]

After Jiang Jian got ready, he heard Song Zhihui ask him in a low voice behind him; "Can you fight landlords?"

Song Zhihui thought to himself, his brother Jian looks like a non-human being, and he doesn't look like someone who can play these games.On the other hand, Zhong Xun, with a look of love, his suave and suave attitude was exactly the same as the young masters and celebrities who hang out at this kind of poker table place.

"I haven't played before." Jiang Jian said frankly, his hands shook when he saw Wensidei click Ready, and he looked up at him incredulously, "However, the first complete code in my life is to write a Doudizhu game that automatically deals cards .”

As soon as he finished speaking, the cards on the light screen had been dealt to the three of them, three-dimensionally arranged in a row from small to large.

Lao Huang was not in a hurry to look at the cards, but instead asked him, "When did it happen?"

Jiang Jian replied to him: "Six or seven years old?"

It was probably during the period when he was following the hacker shopkeeper, the shopkeeper gave him a second-hand computer one day when he had nothing to do, and asked him to figure it out by himself and write a card game for him.But he knew very little about the game, and in the end it was the owner who made the decision and assigned him the game and the rules.

After Jiang Jian finished speaking, she fell into a brief thought.

He suddenly realized that the memory of his life with the shopkeeper was relatively complete, including the fact that the shopkeeper found an official adopter He Minzhi for him due to the pressure of livelihood.But he couldn't remember anything about what happened before he fell into the underground electronic city, including why he was adopted by the shop owner.

Song Zhihui: "..."

Wen Sidai robbed the landlord, and said softly: "Have you been reducing dimensionality and attacking others like this since you were a child?"

With that said, she began to play cards.

"I can't afford it." Lao Huang glanced at his cards, did not follow behind Winside, and continued to look at Jiang Jian, "I remember everything from the age of six or seven, but what about the ones behind?"

Jiang Jian pressed Wen Sidai's card casually, and looked up at Lao Huang.

Ever since Lin Tang was put into Tang Huang's ice coffin, he had never seen Lao Huang in Dawn II.He was a little thinner than before, and now the light screen was reflected on his face, the dark blue and haggard under his eyes were very obvious.

"I'm not one to beat around the bush. If you have anything to say, you can say it directly, without insinuating, let alone probing." He said bluntly to Lao Huang, "If you have any concerns about me because of Lin Tang, I can only say I'm sorry. Zhong Xun and I didn't expect that she would choose her own ending, and there was no time to react, otherwise we would have stopped her with all our might."

There was a crack on Lao Huang's tense face.

He casually made up a card before the countdown, swallowed nervously, and said to Jiang Jian: "This thing is a bit magical to say, didn't I trigger a hidden mission on the rooftop? Although I haven't I know why it was triggered, but I still got a reward when I came back."

As he spoke, Lao Huang lifted up his wristband.

Jiang Jian and Wensidei looked at each other.

They all tacitly abide by the principle of not asking each other to hide rewards, but they didn't expect Lao Huang to have a showdown in front of them.

His eyes fell on the wristband, and he lowered his voice and asked Wen Sidai: "Is it really okay to be so straightforward?"

Winsted smiled: "Don't worry, I've already figured out how to open 001's permissions. The conversation notes here won't be recorded and uploaded."

Jiang Jian understood, and looked at Wensidei's wrist more.

Seeing that both of them had calmed down, Lao Huang began to read his reward word by word: "Guest Huang Buxing got a one-time reward for triggering a hidden mission in this program: memory aromatherapy. Lighting aromatherapy can help guests get A piece of personal memory (note: because guests of the reward level cannot choose a fixed period of memory) this item can be used at any time, and the memory fragment will take effect during sleep, and if there are no other unexpected situations or punishments, the memory will be permanently retained."

Jiang Jian's eyes suddenly flashed a bright light, but he didn't speak, motioning Lao Huang to continue talking.

"I thought what if there was a memory of my daughter? I lighted the aromatherapy without thinking about it, and then fell asleep." Lao Huang sniffed, "But I didn't fucking expect it, this memory is too cruel .”

"Could it be your daughter...?"

"So I forgot that she had disappeared in the previous world." Lao Huang's voice choked up, "That memory happened after she disappeared. Our local police officers searched for a long time but couldn't find a clue. , she disappeared inexplicably on the way home.”

Song Zhihui stood silently behind Jiang Jian, and said calmly when he heard this, "It's exactly the same as Lin Tang at that time."

"So do you suspect that your daughter was coaxed into a certain program world like Lin Tang?" Jiang Jian asked.

Lao Huang turned his face away and wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes: "The end of that memory was when I came out of the police station and ran into a man, and he told me that he had a way to help me find my daughter."

"The person in the light gray gown?" Song Zhifan recalled Lin Tang's words by accident, "You were all tricked by the same person, right?!"

Lao Huang closed his eyes and nodded heavily.

He waited for his mood to calm down, and glanced at the prompt on the light screen that reminded him to play a card: "It's just that I was sitting on the ground in the perspective of that clip, and I didn't see what he looked like."

Jiang Jian thought for a while and said, "But you are different. Lin Tang went directly to Shuguang No. [-] Middle School, and you became a guest."

Lao Huang looked distressed: "So my daughter-in-law may become a guest, or she may be trapped in a certain place like Lin Tang, right?"

No one can give him an accurate answer.

His fragmented memories can only be used for association, and cannot be used as conclusive evidence to support all their guesses.

"I have a question."

Jiang Jian tapped the light screen with his fingers and played the last card, and the words "civilian victory" were displayed above the three of them.

"You've heard what Lin Tang said. You just need to know these memories yourself. Why did you ask Wenside to call me to talk about them?"

Lao Huang rubbed his nose and said, "One is because I think you are more familiar and stronger. Another reason is that I hope Zhong Xun can come too..."

Jiang Jian said, "It's the same as what I said."

Lao Huang looked at him and took a deep breath: "In the memory that Xiang Xun gave me, you two appeared."

He recalled the scene of that glimpse.

He was anxiously waiting for the police officer's reply at the police station, when suddenly two men in windbreakers came walking side by side.

One of them was wearing a uniform under a windbreaker, but Huang Bubu couldn't recognize what kind of professional uniform it was.

Then he heard one of them knock on the police officer's desk, show his ID, and say, "Different Tiao Ke Zhong Xun, please call out all your recent disappearance cases."

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