With Lao Zheng's angry shout, the police team rushed in, the androids fought against the elites of the military and police, and a big melee between dark technology and ordinary humans broke out in Mandela's core bunker.
In an instant, shouts, gunshots, and the collision of metal and metal were intertwined.
The scene was too chaotic, so Duan Cuizhen said sharply: "He Yu, come back! Your mission is to protect my safety now!"
He Yu did not hesitate for a moment, broke through the siege, and ran in the direction of Duan Cuizhen, but halfway, a person stood in front of him.
In the shadow of gunpowder smoke and blood, Xie Qingcheng was actually standing in front of him!
He Yu narrowed his eyes, for some reason he didn't immediately start: "Get out of the way."
"Vivian standing over there is not your mother." Xie Qing said, "He Yu, wake up."
"Of course I know that's not my mother, but as long as Duan Cuizhen is alive, my mother will be able to survive in the Mandela universe sooner or later!" He Yu snapped, "Get out of the way!!"
Xie Qingcheng's voice was also raised: "You are being controlled! Even if the Mandela Metaverse is built, it will not be your mother who will be resurrected. It is just some simulated illusory reflections. You used to know this in your heart. One point. You think about your past, your life is filled with joys, sorrows and joys, one by one, and it cannot be replaced by any set of data - you are unique, you Mother too!"
He Yu's eyes were slightly confused, and Xie Qingcheng's words seemed to have another impact on the conceptual system that Mandela forcibly implanted in his brain.
There are sporadic events swirling in his mind...
When He Jiwei was a child, he took himself to go fishing. It was one of the few times their father and son got along. Although it was only one afternoon, he still remembers it to this day.
Xie Xue took out a candy and handed it to his palm. The candy still had the temperature of the little girl's palm. She grinned at him and laughed.
Xie Qingcheng stood by the chair, put on a mask, and looked at He Yu's eyes with a pair of peach blossom eyes. He asked He Yu to stretch out his hand, and the white and soft gauze was wrapped around He Yu's bleeding wrist one after another.
…
"If everyone you meet becomes extracted data that can be recreated, if everyone's life becomes data that can be uploaded and downloaded at will, edited and extended infinitely... The boundary between reality and virtuality will be Can't tell the difference anymore. You'll be anaesthetized day in and day out in a world you expect to see, where you think you have everything you've lost, but the truth is that to lose is to lose, it's impossible Come back! The so-called Mandela metaverse is just using human emotions to trick you into forgetting those who really exist, and sleeping in a vivid dream forever."
He Yu: "… "
"Reality cannot be replaced." Xie Qingcheng told him that because he had not yet started with He Yu at this moment, he knew that He Yu could listen to some of his words, and He Yu's thoughts seemed to be affected by He broke into Mandela's steel pillar and was imprisoned and unable to move, but He Yu's heart was suppressed under this steel pillar.
He knew that He Yu was awake under that abyss.
There are people fighting all around, everyone has their own opponents, and Xie Qingcheng is facing He Yu.
He Yu's eyes were slightly dazed.
Feeling hesitant, Xie Qingcheng said in a trembling voice: "Wake up... He Yu, I know there are many regrets in this reality, and many times it will make people feel extremely painful. You have lost your mother and your family. … you lose a lot, but because of this loss,
Talents will continue to grow, to learn to cherish, to understand the meaning of life to themselves. The kind of world that Duan Cuizhen describes to you in which anyone and anything can be replaced will make you gradually intoxicated and paralyzed in the illusory, and eventually forget those who are the most real. do you understand? "
"… "
"Don't listen to him!!" Duan Cuizhen hid in the distance and didn't dare to get too close, but seeing that the situation was critical, she shouted at He Yu, "Don't listen to what he said! What is irreplaceable? What? The so-called 'love' in this world is nothing but human beings looking for self-identity. You seek the so-called family, friendship and love in order to make yourself feel happy - people live for themselves! Mandela Metaverse It can let you get everything you want and restore everything you lost, you are the master of your own destiny, what's wrong?!"
He Yu couldn't help but raised his hand and touched his eyebrows.
He felt a pain in his head, as if his flesh was being torn apart.
"He Yu! Have you forgotten why you fell in love with Xie Qingcheng? You are just looking for something that can fill the void in your heart, don't you?" Duan Cuizhen saw that he was still hesitating and became anxious. Next, with a thought, he screamed, "Anyone can, as long as they are nice to you! Have you forgotten? It wasn't Xie Qingcheng that you liked in the first place. And people who notice!"
Xie Qingcheng: "!!"
Xie Xue? !
Even under such circumstances, Xie Qingcheng was still stunned.
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He Yu used to... Like Xie Xue
It was as if the dam was suddenly washed open, and then the past flowed down like a flood—
On Neverland, He Yu mistakenly thought that he was Xie Xue under the fox doll, so he said those words.
In the Hangzhou Hotel, He Yu said that he had lost his love, looked into his eyes, and finally kissed by mistake.
The girl from the same school that He Yu once liked that he had never inquired about...
Xie Qingcheng was stunned and suddenly realized the origin of all this!
He froze in place for a moment.
Taking this opportunity, Duan Cuizhen shouted loudly, "He Yu, come here!"
"… "
He Yu frowned.
"Come here!! He lied to you! He left you! You don't need him at all!!" The woman's voice was sharp like a drilling rig, stabbing He Yu's heart!
She cried hysterically: "No one pays attention to you at all! You will only be deceived again and again! Wake up! You think about how he used to treat you!! Have you forgotten?!! He became Xie Xue's replacement, but he suffered a lot from him! Think about it!!"
He Yu's eyes became more and more confused. He covered his head, and as Duan Cuizhen screamed, scenes of Xie Qingcheng's indifferent appearance flashed before his eyes—
"What does it have to do with me when you are sick?"
"If you're dead, let me know in your dream. If I'm in a good mood, I may go to your grave and give you a stick of incense. Beast."
"get out!"
roll…
roll! !
In front of him is Xie Qingcheng's back, dragging the head of his suitcase away without looking back...
This scene is like sharp fragments passing through!
He Yu trembled all over, as if countless invisible wounds had opened on his body, arrows pierced through his heart...
He murmured: "Yes... There is a hole in my heart... I have a hole in my heart... You are all lying to me... None of you want me... All are fake, candles are fake, friends are fake, relatives are fake …None of them are true!!”
"So I... So I... So I've been looking for something to replace the warmth..."
He raised his head suddenly, his pupils were blood red, and the light in his eyes trembled.
"Nothing can't be replaced... So are you... You are nothing but a substitute! You will always be just a substitute!! It's me who used too much sincerity on a substitute and ended up hurting myself like this Looks!! I'm stupid!!!"
He suddenly cast his eyes on Duan Cuizhen, and those eyes were almost completely empty.
"You are right... You are right... Nothing is irreplaceable... The feelings in this world are ultimately only human beings to satisfy themselves! There is nothing that cannot be replaced!!"
He shouted violently, the blood in his eyes was even more bloody, the bullets had been used up, he would make people feel extremely painful. You lost your mother, your family... You lost a lot of things, but it is because of this loss that people will continue to grow, learn to cherish, and understand the meaning of life to themselves. The kind of world that Duan Cuizhen describes to you in which anyone and anything can be replaced will make you gradually intoxicated and paralyzed in the illusory, and eventually forget those who are the most real. do you understand? "
"… "
"Don't listen to him!!" Duan Cuizhen hid in the distance and didn't dare to get too close, but seeing that the situation was critical, she shouted at He Yu, "Don't listen to what he said! What is irreplaceable? What? The so-called 'love' in this world is nothing but human beings looking for self-identity. You seek the so-called family, friendship and love in order to make yourself feel happy - people live for themselves! Mandela Metaverse It can let you get everything you want and restore everything you lost, you are the master of your own destiny, what's wrong?!"
He Yu couldn't help but raised his hand and touched his eyebrows.
He felt a pain in his head, as if his flesh was being torn apart.
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"He Yu! Don't you forget that you will make people feel extremely painful. You lost your mother, lost your family... You lost a lot of things, but it is because of this loss that people will continue to grow, learn to cherish, and understand To the meaning of life to yourself. The kind of world that Duan Cuizhen describes to you in which anyone and anything can be replaced will make you gradually intoxicated and paralyzed in the illusion, and eventually forget those who are the most real. You understand ?"
"… "
"Don't listen to him!!" Duan Cuizhen hid in the distance and didn't dare to get too close, but seeing that the situation was critical, she shouted at He Yu, "Don't listen to what he said! What is irreplaceable? What? The so-called 'love' in this world is nothing but human beings looking for self-identity. You seek the so-called family, friendship and love in order to make yourself feel happy - people live for themselves! Mandela Metaverse It can let you get everything you want and restore everything you lost, you are the master of your own destiny, what's wrong?!"
He Yu couldn't help but raised his hand and touched his eyebrows.
He felt a pain in his head, as if his flesh was being torn apart.
"He Yu! Don't you forget that you will make people feel extremely painful. You lost your mother, lost your family... You lost a lot of things, but it is because of this loss that people will continue to grow, learn to cherish, and understand To the meaning of life to yourself. The kind of world that Duan Cuizhen describes to you in which anyone and anything can be replaced will make you gradually intoxicated and paralyzed in the illusion, and eventually forget those who are the most real. You understand ?"
"… "
"Don't listen to him!!" Duan Cuizhen hid in the distance and didn't dare to get too close, but seeing that the situation was critical, she shouted at He Yu, "Don't listen to what he said! What is irreplaceable? What? The so-called 'love' in this world is nothing but human beings looking for self-identity. You seek the so-called family, friendship and love in order to make yourself feel happy - people live for themselves! Mandela Metaverse It can let you get everything you want and restore everything you lost, you are the master of your own destiny, what's wrong?!"
He Yu couldn't help but raised his hand and touched his eyebrows.
He felt a pain in his head, as if his flesh was being torn apart.
"He Yu! Have you forgotten about you
Before the operation started, Duan Wen once performed a brain joint experiment with her because of the need for multiple tests, so at this moment, Duan Wen still had the corresponding radiograph attached to the side of his neck and did not take it off. As long as the two of them are still near this large console and are affected by the radiated radio waves of the console, there is a chance to achieve this through this simple converter.
The gamble, she succeeded.
Duan Cuizhen's willpower is extraordinary. At this time, the beast is forced into a desperate situation. The power of personal thinking is completely stimulated and becomes extremely domineering and ferocious. Therefore, it takes longer and longer to invade other people's brains than before. smoothly.
"Lao Zheng! Hurry up!" Xie Qingcheng tried his best to suppress Duan Cuizhen with blood Gu, but obviously, he could no longer hold back this lunatic...
The battle situation became more and more chaotic. Zheng Jingfeng couldn't shoot under the circumstances of being easily injured by accident, so he had to pick up a military dagger, and she grinned at him with the warmth of her heart.
Xie Qingcheng stood by the chair, put on a mask, and looked at He Yu's eyes with a pair of peach blossom eyes. He asked He Yu to stretch out his hand, and the white and soft gauze was wrapped around He Yu's bleeding wrist one after another.
…
"If everyone you meet becomes extracted data that can be recreated, if everyone's life becomes data that can be uploaded and downloaded at will, edited and extended infinitely... The boundary between reality and virtuality will be Can't tell the difference anymore. You'll be anaesthetized day in and day out in a world you expect to see, where you think you have everything you've lost, but the truth is that to lose is to lose, it's impossible Come back! The so-called Mandela metaverse is just using human emotions to trick you into forgetting those who really exist, and sleeping in a vivid dream forever."
He Yu: "… "
"Reality cannot be replaced." Xie Qingcheng told him that because he had not yet started with He Yu at this moment, he knew that He Yu could listen to some of his words, and He Yu's thoughts seemed to be affected by Breaking into Mandela's steel column, she grinned at him with the temperature of being imprisoned and tempted.
Xie Qingcheng stood by the chair, put on a mask, and looked at He Yu's eyes with a pair of peach blossom eyes. He asked He Yu to stretch out his hand, and the white and soft gauze was wrapped around He Yu's bleeding wrist one after another.
…
"If everyone you meet becomes extracted data that can be recreated, if everyone's life becomes data that can be uploaded and downloaded at will, edited and extended infinitely... The boundary between reality and virtuality will be Can't tell the difference anymore. You'll be anaesthetized day in and day out in a world you expect to see, where you think you have everything you've lost, but the truth is that to lose is to lose, it's impossible Come back! The so-called Mandela metaverse is just using human emotions to trick you into forgetting those who really exist, and sleeping in a vivid dream forever."
He Yu: "… "
"Reality cannot be replaced." Xie Qingcheng told him that because he had not yet started with He Yu at this moment, he knew that He Yu could listen to some of his words, and He Yu's thoughts seemed to be affected by Breaking into Mandela's steel column, she grinned at him with the temperature of being imprisoned and tempted.
Xie Qingcheng stood by the chair, put on a mask, and looked at He Yu's eyes with a pair of peach blossom eyes. He asked He Yu to stretch out his hand, and the white and soft gauze was wrapped around He Yu's bleeding wrist one after another.
…
"If everyone you meet becomes extracted data that can be recreated, if everyone's life becomes data that can be uploaded and downloaded at will, edited and extended infinitely... The boundary between reality and virtuality will be Can't tell the difference anymore. You'll be anaesthetized day in and day out in a world you expect to see, where you think you have everything you've lost, but the truth is that to lose is to lose, it's impossible Come back! The so-called Mandela metaverse is just using human emotions to trick you into forgetting those who really exist, and sleeping in a vivid dream forever."
He Yu: "… "
"Reality cannot be replaced." Xie Qingcheng told him that because he had not yet started with He Yu at this moment, he knew that He Yu could listen to some of his words, and He Yu's thoughts seemed to be affected by He broke into Mandela's steel column and was imprisoned
, Duan Wen was able to respond immediately!
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Zheng Jingfeng's heart was aching, and he threw a heavy punch at the person in front of him like crazy. Although he knew that Duan Wen's consciousness was suppressed by Duan Cuizhen at this moment, Duan Wen might not have heard it himself, but he still recklessly directed towards him. Drinking angrily and fighting with this beast.
—
"Chen Lisheng, I'm a friend of your master. He asked me to take you well. From today onwards, you have to follow me to study hard. I don't make a small kitchen for everyone, understand?"
On a sunny day, Zheng Jingfeng patted Chen Lisheng on the shoulder and gave him a wicked smile.
Chen Lisheng: "Thank you Team Zheng, I understand."
Beside the flower bed, Xie Ping was holding a cup of hot tea and watching with a smile.
Tears flowed down Lao Zheng's gully face, and he never thought... it was him!
It was him! !
"Left uppercut, yes, then kick out from the right and kick it in a roundabout way. It must be fast, otherwise others will react. Come on, do it again."
The voice of that year seemed to be in his ears, laughing at him, resounding like a nightmare.
Zheng Jingfeng's eyes were red, he attacked with punch and kick, he didn't allow anyone to take away his opponent - he had to kill him himself -
Left hook, right kick...
He saw Duan Wen react - Duan Wen had raised his defensive arm at the roundhouse kick...
Zheng Jingfeng's brown eyes sank, and the faces of Xie Ping and Zhou Muying flashed back in front of his eyes. He saw the starry sky of the Golden Triangle more than 40 years ago, and he heard them under the starry sky for three years, and Zhou Li came alive! "He Yu said sharply, "Get out of the way!" ! "
Xie Qingcheng's voice was also raised: "You are being controlled! Even if the Mandela Metaverse is built, it will not be your mother who will be resurrected. It is just some simulated illusory reflections. You used to know this in your heart. One point. You think about your past, your life is filled with joys, sorrows and joys, one by one, and it cannot be replaced by any set of data - you are unique, you Mother too!"
He Yu's eyes were slightly confused, and Xie Qingcheng's words seemed to have another impact on the conceptual system that Mandela forcibly implanted in his brain.
There are sporadic events swirling in his mind...
When He Jiwei was a child, he took himself to go fishing. It was one of the few times their father and son got along. Although it was only one afternoon, he still remembers it to this day.
Xie Xue took out a candy and handed it to his palm. The candy still had the temperature of the little girl's palm. She grinned at him and laughed.
Xie Qingcheng stood by the chair, put on a mask, and looked at He Yu's eyes with a pair of peach blossom eyes. He asked He Yu to stretch out his hand and come back to life! "He Yu said sharply, "Get out of the way!" ! "
Xie Qingcheng's voice was also raised: "You are being controlled! Even if the Mandela Metaverse is built, it will not be your mother who will be resurrected. It is just some simulated illusory reflections. You used to know this in your heart. One point. You think about your past, your life is filled with joys, sorrows and joys, one by one, and it cannot be replaced by any set of data - you are unique, you Mother too!"
He Yu's eyes were slightly confused, and Xie Qingcheng's words seemed to have another impact on the conceptual system that Mandela forcibly implanted in his brain.
There are sporadic events swirling in his mind...
When He Jiwei was a child, he took himself to go fishing. It was one of the few times their father and son got along. Although it was only one afternoon, he still remembers it to this day.
Xie Xue took out a candy and handed it to his palm. The candy still had the temperature of the little girl's palm. She grinned at him and laughed.
Xie Qingcheng stood by the chair, put on a mask, and looked at He Yu's eyes with a pair of peach blossom eyes. He asked He Yu to stretch out his hand and come back to life! "He Yu said sharply, "Get out of the way!" ! "
Xie Qingcheng's voice was also raised: "You are being controlled! Even if the Mandela Metaverse is built, it will not be your mother who will be resurrected. It is just some simulated illusory reflections. You used to know this in your heart. One point. You think about your past, your life is filled with joys, sorrows and joys, one by one, and it cannot be replaced by any set of data - you are unique, you Mother too!"
He Yu's eyes were slightly confused, and Xie Qingcheng's words seemed to have another impact on the conceptual system that Mandela forcibly implanted in his brain.
There are sporadic events swirling in his mind...
When He Jiwei was a child, he took himself to go fishing. It was one of the few times their father and son got along. Although it was only one afternoon, he still remembers it to this day.
Xie Xue took out a candy and handed it to his palm. The candy still had the temperature of the little girl's palm. She grinned at him and laughed.
Xie Qingcheng stood by the chair, put on a mask, and looked at He Yu's eyes with a pair of peach blossom eyes, he asked He Yu to stretch out his hand
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