Absolute Persona [Unlimited]

Lao Huang's voice is thick, with the graininess common to middle-aged men, and he portrays the short-lived scenes vividly.

His narration made Jiang Jian feel extremely familiar.

The memory obtained by Lao Huang is the same as the flashback when he returned to the studio. It is a patchwork of fragments, and it is the perspective of a bystander. He does not remember more ins and outs and causes and consequences.

After listening to Lao Huang's words, Wen Sidai was stunned, and even forgot to confirm the point compensation for the loss in the previous game.

She followed the frantic urging of the game recorder, confirmed the result of the last game before the countdown ended, and turned to look at Jiang Jian: "So, you and Zhong Xun are actually in the same department?"

As she spoke, she glanced at Song Zhihui out of the corner of her eye.

The boy didn't seem surprised by what Old Huang said.

Looking at his extra points, Jiang Jian thought about the term in his mind, feeling at a loss and blank.

He asked earnestly, "What is a different discipline?"

Wen Sidai was a little surprised, she didn't expect Jiang Jian to have no reaction when she heard this word.

"This...Actually, I don't know what the Idiosyncratic Department does. I know it because of a piece of news." She looked at Lao Huang, "If we are all from the same world, you should have heard of that It's news."

Because Lao Huang was too fat, some sweat oozed from his forehead, and when he was wiping it, he suddenly heard Wensidei's soft voice, with his hands resting stiffly on top of his head, feeling that he had nowhere to rest.

It turns out that he can have some say in such a serious occasion?

He slowly lowered his hands and said, "I remember that there was an earthquake in the north, right?"

"That's right." Wen Sidai nodded, and turned her gaze to Jiang Jian, "One winter, an earthquake occurred in a forest on a certain border in the north, causing an avalanche. Although the mountains were closed for winter at that time, there were no casualties, but Because the place where the earthquake occurred was not on the earthquake belt, and there was no official warning beforehand, and no earthquake data was released afterwards, some people on the Internet began to question it.”

Lao Huang continued her words: "Fuck, that thing is really weird. At that time, there was a particularly popular analysis post that was reposted crazily. It was the first time that the Abnormal Department was mentioned, and it was performing a secret mission in the deep mountains. It's amazing."

Winsted: "But it didn't take long for those contents to disappear on all forwarding chains."

Jiang Jian asked: "Then what happened next?"

Song Zhihui's voice suddenly followed the rhythm of your words and my words: "Later, the official explained that the border exercises of neighboring countries affected us."

Jiang Jian raised her eyebrows: "You know that too?"

Song Zhifan shrugged: "People who are used to surfing the Internet should know it, but the person who posted the post was found out to be a full-time writer of gossip news. In the end, everyone thought he was doing it for the sake of gaining attention and earning traffic. The post that came out."

Originally, they all accepted this fact and listened to it as a story.

Unexpectedly, in Lao Huang's memory, the three words "Different Tune Branch" were directly associated with Zhong Xun and Jiang Jian.

"That's not right." Jiang Jian shook his head. He was not affected by these convincing words, and analyzed the weirdness in it, "If this is really an organization that cannot be made public, if Zhong Xun and I are really in Working in such a secret department cannot easily appear in the scene of showing documents and identifying identities in front of ordinary citizens."

Winsdai pondered for a moment: "I think what you said makes sense."

Lao Huang scratched his head and frowned: "Then what's going on? Is there something wrong with this memory?"

Song Zhihui folded his arms and sneered, "Don't forget that this is a reward from the system."

Different from the memories he had, the fragments of old Huang's memories were given to him on his own initiative, so it's hard to say that they won't be tampered with or tampered with.

"Then there is no solution. Doesn't this mean that I can't even trust my memory?"

Old Huang was at a loss.

Both Jiang Jian and Wensidei were silent, not knowing what they were thinking about. They were about to start the next round of Fighting the Landlords, when Lao Huang suddenly glanced at the wristband.

"Oops, my next show is about to start." Lao Huang hurriedly got up, the flesh on his face trembled, and his voice flustered, "Why the fuck is it so fast? My encore game just ended! Either this is the first Is the treatment for the 90th place, is the program group rushing to get me away? Old irons, I’m going to slip away first, and we’ll see you later.”

Lao Huang left in a hurry, and Song Zhihui sat in his place.

Wen Sidai knew that he couldn't join the game without a wristband, so she had to turn on the man-machine mode, and quickly played cards with Jiang Jian, one game after another, preparing to fill up the appointment time.

Song Zhifan raised his hand and gently tugged at Jiang Jian: "But I think there is still a part of Lao Huang who can be trusted."

Right now, the three of them have the experience and tacit understanding of Shuguang No. [-] Middle School. It is more cost-effective to confess many things than to conceal them.

He lowered his head, and solemnly revealed some of the memories he already had. He and Jiang Jian met for the first time, the business card Jiang Jian gave him, including Zhong Xun, who hangs behind Jiang Jian and looks like he is not in good shape...all of them are said. come out.

"When you came to our school, you were also investigating Tang Lin... that is, Lin Tang's disappearance." Song Zhihui said, "If you leave your occupations and identities aside, if you go to other places to also investigate the disappearance, I think it is believable."

Jiang Jian also agrees with Song Zhihui's point of view, but he really can't remember anything.

He played cards in one hand, and tapped the table with his fingertips.

After a long time, I felt like I had figured out a joint: "I have a guess."

The adoptive father often jokes with his students, and he must make bold assumptions and carefully verify them when doing research.

After two programs, Jiang Jian felt more and more that she was changing from a supporter of the second half of the sentence to a practitioner of the first half of the sentence.In an environment where technology and theory are far ahead of his original era, any speculation is very likely to happen.

"We all lose part of our memory more or less. These missing memories are often causal or closely related to ourselves, which do not include common sense knowledge or basic cognition of the whole world."

For Lao Huang, he forgot the fact that his daughter was missing, but he remembered a piece of strange news that had nothing to do with him.

As far as Jiang Jian is concerned, he doesn't remember his occupation at all, and he doesn't remember the content of his work, but he has left a huge reserve of knowledge and skills, instinctive conditioned reflexes, and innocuous fragments of getting along with Zhong Xun after work.

Perhaps because of the close connection between Zhong Xun and himself in work and life, before he saw the flashback screen, Zhong Xun in his memory was vague and without a specific image.

"That's true." Winsted thought about it carefully, "I only remember that I am a songwriter, and I remember some knowledge about vocal music and performance, but I can't remember anything about the development experience of my entire life."

As she spoke, she couldn't help looking at Song Zhihui, her voice was a little serious.

"But he is different. He has already remembered a lot of things in Dawn II."

"He can't be regarded as a complete guest right now, right?" Jiang Jian glanced at the wristband, "Only guests are bound by rules, so once we leave the status of guests, will the memory slowly recover?"

"There is another possibility." Song Zhihui paused, his voice serious, "The revolving lantern before death."

He had two flashbacks in Twilight II.

One time, when he first arrived at Shuguang No. [-] Middle School, he walked in the familiar-looking campus, which aroused a moment of memories about his first acquaintance with Jiang Jian.And the other time, when Lin Tang was on the verge of death with his hands pinching his neck, a long-lasting scene suddenly surged up.

This is also where he feels that he is different from Lao Huang.

His memory recovery is more likely to be a kind of brain instinct at the end of life, rather than external intervention.

"There are both possibilities." Jiang Jian sighed softly in his heart, "What I want to say is that the rules of the program group all reveal that they hope that the guests can forget themselves." In Zhong Xun's words, they even hope that they will gradually forget about themselves. All, and has the right to stay in the program world, "and Lao Huang's reward just violates this rule."

Wen Sidai played the cards, and found that she had lost to Jiang Jian after a round, so she simply clicked on the automatic card play in the new round, and looked at him with a tilted head: "Not all programs have hidden rewards, at least I spent all the points Judging from the information on other programs I bought, the probability is quite low."

Jiang Jian was stunned for a moment: "Then you...you are really lucky."

Winside laughed and said, "Maybe I wasn't lucky enough outside before, but I'm lucky once I come in."

The two played cards very quickly, and the cards for the new round were dealt immediately.

"In short, if there are hidden rewards in the future, it may be our breakthrough." He said, his fingers paused, "How many rounds have we played?"

Winside hesitated and said, "Twenty? I just remember that you've been winning."

Jiang Jian looked at the light screen in front of him with a serious expression, and did not make a sound for a long time.

Wen Sidai was stunned: "What's going on?"

Jiang Jian glanced at her own cards and exited the game: "Although dealing cards is a matter of probability, the machine dealing cards is written by code. Since I have won 5 times in a row, the winning rate of the cards dealt to me has been getting better and better. Low, the deck is almost getting smaller and smaller."

He thought of when Song Zhihui lost all Zhong Xun's points, the simulated stock market turmoil was also very suspicious, like man-made manipulation.

Perhaps all the games in the entire broadcast center are like this, which is both addictive and won't make people win all the time, and even deduct all points when necessary to kick people into the show.

What can be obtained in the game area?Points that can be exchanged for supplies and rewards in the studio.

The purpose of prohibiting guests from earning unlimited points is not to want them to exchange for more rewards?

Jiang Jian felt that this confirmed a fact again.

That is, the reward link seems to be intentionally or unintentionally running counter to the potential intention of the program group, and the program group is also trying its best to control the channels for guests to obtain rewards.

In conclusion, there are dangers in both over-gaming and winning streaks.

Now they need to control the rhythm as much as possible in their own hands, and work hard to digest and analyze the messy and complicated information at hand.

He and Winsted reached a consensus, quit the game together, and agreed to show up in the public lounge regularly every night to confirm the status, then parted ways, and began to recharge their batteries for the next show.

The needy Song Zhihui hesitated for a moment, and left behind Wensidei.

After that, there was a period of calm days. Jiang Jian was never scheduled for the next episode of the show. He shuttled between various games every day, and only played five games in each game, earning points little by little in the form of guerrilla warfare.

During these days, he never saw Zhong Xun.

On a bright afternoon, he came out of the game area, went to the small bar in the lounge hall, asked the bartender for a glass of ice water, and prepared to go back to the room with the glass.

Walking to the elevator, No. 099 reminded him: "Your hidden reward has not been used yet."

Jiang Jian stood still in front of the elevator and called up her own system notification.

[Guest Jiang Jian received an unlimited time reward item for triggering several hidden tasks in this program: space replacement.This reward is a functional reward. It can be used on any target, and the space position of the target can be exchanged with the target. The use scene can be used to be chased or framed by someone. (Note: Since the guest needs to be materialized before the reward is triggered, the guest can tap the materialized object three times in a row when using the space replacement function)]

"I haven't figured out how to materialize it yet."

He put away the notification, thinking to himself, if this reward function allows him to go to where Zhong Xun is immediately, maybe he will use it now.

He wanted to go to him immediately.

"Ding--"

The elevator door opened.

As soon as he lifted his foot in, he suddenly bumped into a pair of haggard and tormented eyes.

Those eyes that he hadn't seen for a long time looked at him deeply, and suddenly overflowed with crystal.

Jiang Jian froze in place, her eyes widened in disbelief.

The author has something to say:

Jiang Jian: Why did he suddenly cry? ! (panic)

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