The velvet curtains blocked the sunlight, and only a little leaked through the gaps and fell on the white wooden floor. Abe's back was turned to the window sill, and a shadow seemed to fall on his slightly lowered face.
The data changes detected by Pearl's detection program made it feel a little uneasy.
She also saw the last message on her phone, but she didn't understand: "Why did he suddenly send such a message?"
"Someone has been here and used the phone."
Pearl heard her words and immediately started the crisis response program: "There are fixed cameras from the corridor to the room. Unless the other party destroys all the cameras, they will definitely be able to find out who the person is. I will apply to my superiors to check it." Permissions." It is also their responsibility to protect their guests.
"Yeah." Abe responded.
Even without checking, she knew who this person was. People's smells are different, not to mention that in this villa, he is the only one using men's perfume. She was extremely sensitive to smells and could guess it as soon as she entered the room.
But this is a warning that the show crew should have received. They indulged the guests and acted rashly.
In this villa, everyone defaults not to take their mobile phones outside the room. It’s not that they expected such vicious competition from the beginning, but they don’t want to be exposed to their mobile phones or target person’s information. when giving other people too much information. Abe is not worried about himself, he just doesn't want to behave differently from everyone else. Being unconventional means a lot of unnecessary trouble.
She didn't expect that she would get such a "surprise" after she decided to be a little guest in the cue process.
"Now that person has sent out information that is detrimental to you, and the target person has also received it..." After Pearl submitted the report in seconds, the program continued to run, "After data calculation, there are two solutions. First, the program team is If you reset the world, the probability is 0%; secondly, the program team will give you a new number, the probability is 90%. As for the information that has been eliminated, there is a 99% probability that it can be retrieved, but it will take time."
While the information is being repaired, it is difficult to guarantee whether she will be blacklisted.
This time it was a loophole of the program team. Their preventive measures were not strict enough, which gave people with malicious intentions an opportunity to take advantage of it. There can be internal competition, but malicious competition cannot occur and undermine the effectiveness of the program.
But just like the data given by Pearl, that's all they could do to make up for her.
The new number sounds like a chance to start over, but for Abe, who has completed 30% of the task, she cannot do it again in the same way. She must come up with a brand new method, and this method is likely to fail as Hall becomes more and more wary as the show progresses.
On the glowing white mobile phone screen, Hall's message still remained:
"I really, really hate being lied to."
In the dim light, Abe's curled eyelashes moved slightly, and she tapped lightly on the keys, "—a letter to you."
22nd century.
Hall looked at what was said to be the most affectionate and touching romance novel of the year. The hero and heroine experienced white lies, misunderstandings, understandings, and then embraced each other. He let out a disdainful snort from his nasal cavity.
A white lie means that it goes against the other person's will. Why lie? Because you know that this is a plan that the other party cannot accept, and you want to implement it. Wouldn't it be sweeter to wrap the bitter pill of lies with the sugar coating of good intentions
This book had wasted so much of his time.
There was a notification in his mailbox that there was a letter. After browsing it briefly, he was about to give a reply. At the end of the work letter sent by the agent, there is a note: I know your creative bottleneck and don’t look at the messages on your phone. I just want to tell you that I have found Alyssa’s psychiatrist and the progress is good.
He doesn't read the message
His blond hair fell down, and his eyes still stayed between the words. The words seemed to be spread by the dense air, turning into liquid water, blurring the shape. If he hadn't looked at the messages on his phone, he wouldn't have seen those words after a rare good night's sleep.
"I'm sorry, I don't want to hide it from you anymore."
"I just want to see you, and it's too difficult to get close to you, so I can only get your attention in this way... You may think this game is fake, but it is real to me. It is my hard work I want to hold my heart in front of you. If you like it, it is the best compliment to me."
"Would you be angry if I said that? I really like you."
"I want to see you, will you see me?"
Among the large pieces of information, the dazzling truth shocked Hall's eyes and brain.
This game is fake.
Surrounded by her beautiful words like flowers, he could not hide its ugly truth. He saw the mud under the flowers, which was smelly and dirty. A woman liked him very much, wanted to see him, and wanted to attract his attention, so she made up a text message game like a mini game.
Interesting
The interaction between two people who love each other is called fun. He was with a strange woman - he didn't even know if her appearance was what she described, and he felt disgusted.
After Hall calmly uttered those words, he badly imagined her panic and pain...
The sound of paper being torn was heard.
He looked down at the pages of the book that he had torn. The torn pages had rough edges. The destroyed book reminded him that he did not want to be as happy as he imagined. He was not as careless as he was every time he wandered between people's hearts. mocking the stupidity of insiders.
He suddenly began to care whether his blow to her was really powerful and did she really like him as she said
The screen of the mobile phone reflected his handsome face and the low indifference on it. Before his consciousness could react, he picked up the mobile phone again and browsed a woman's "sincerity".
Then, deleting them one by one is like tearing the other party's "sincerity" into pieces.
Suddenly, her message popped up on the screen that had been as quiet as dead water.
"—A letter to you."
"This is what I said in a letter I found in my room. This letter is so long. I read it myself halfway through sending it to you, which wasted a little time. Who do you think the 'you' here refers to?" "
"?"
"...You are so impatient. I haven't finished reading my letter yet."
Four consecutive pieces of information constructed a false game world and a false game character.
The warm light shone on Hall's face, but it failed to reduce his cold expression. There was a mean smile on his lips: "Read the letter?" Did she change her strategy and decide to start over after discovering that he had not forgiven her
"I was reading the letter, but after receiving your message, I stopped reading it now. Because you seemed to be hurting me."
"..."
"Right? You're mad at me."
“…”
This false sense of "since you don't like it, let's start over" makes Hall interesting, in an ironic sense.
"So, those words are just the contents of the letter, not what you said to me?"
"You are so cute. When have I ever spoken to you in that tone?"
He was stunned for a moment because of her words. Immediately afterwards, a strong sense of absurdity and anger attacked him because of his momentary wavering.
"Then I'm really disappointed." He raised his knuckles and entered the information slowly, "You said you were a real person. I was very happy to hear it and wanted to meet you. It turns out that this is not true. ?"
"Of course I am a real person, are you a fake?" she asked strangely.
"You know what I'm talking about. I really want to see you, not as you are in the game, but as you are." He typed with a sneer. "I've been thinking about it for a long time. Being able to design such a game shows how you are." He is a very interesting person, although I am a little annoyed at being cheated, but what’s the harm in getting to know one more friend?”
"Maybe we can come out and meet each other?"
She asked: "What's wrong with you?"
"Why are you saying something so hard to understand? Are you in a bad mood today? Do you want me to read the next letter to you?"
She always adhered to her "setting" and was not shaken. This puts Hall's teasing mood into a bad and heavy mood.
He suddenly felt bored.
"...That's enough."
"You think you can continue to fool me this way?"
"Maybe you can explain to me, 'You may think this game is fake, but it is real to me.' You tell me this is also what the letter is about? What letter, who wrote it to whom, Would you use such words?"
I see.
In interstellar time and space, Abe smiled softly like a hunter who had caught a small prey. Although she could guess what the person pretended to be sending out from the previous conversation, she still wanted to confirm it.
Confirmed Hall, wanted an explanation.
"I really, really hate being lied to."
So, I'm very, very eager for your explanation.
She reflected these words in her eyes, and the bright light illuminated her calm gray pupils, which actually looked a bit strangely beautiful.
"Actually, I've wanted to ask since just now..."
"What is the game world you are talking about?"
She replied very slowly, as if she was using her restricted program to digest his information, "I'm not really stupid, I heard it, I just... just wanted to interrupt you."
Although they were just a few simple words, Hall seemed to hear the sound of someone's heart being torn open. His strong emotional perception ability made his heart seized by these words in an instant.
"Why, what did I say wrong?" He asked her mockingly, suppressing the strange feeling.
"...There's nothing wrong, no, maybe you are right?" she said, "I don't know, it's just weird. You're right, everything here seems weird..."
What is she saying
"Maybe... you can tell me?"
Tell her what
"I am a little scared."
"Are you still there? Can you respond to me?"
"I'm sorry, maybe I should solve the answer myself. I can't always rely on you. This is wrong. But why do I have to ask you those answers? Why do I need you to solve the riddle for me? Who are you to me?"
The emotional power filled in the words made his heart tremble slightly.
Suppose…
Assume that she is really a game character.
Hall thought of his previous wavering moment.
If she is a person who can construct that world on her own, then she is either very intelligent or she likes him very much as she said. Either way, the "truth" should not be revealed at that time.
She hasn't achieved anything yet, has she? How could the person who spent so much effort to lead him into a trap suddenly reveal those "truths" just as the next level was about to begin
The most suitable place should be at least after the secret room level.
So, to think about it another way, she is indeed a game character. What is the content of that letter
His strong association ability allowed him to find out in an instant the reasons for more than a dozen green branches extending like branches, such as the Easter eggs buried by the author, the logo for the game, the secret behind the letter that really needs to be solved, or perhaps … It’s just a bad taste of the game producers.
He knows producers who like to bury "Easter eggs" in games. They don't like cookie-cutter game processes and often design surprises for players, but sometimes the surprises they think are different from what players imagine.
So, what do the words he just said mean to a game character
Hall only felt that the noise in his head almost broke through his brain. He wasn't sure if what he was thinking was correct, and even felt that he was being tricked again, but with his stiff knuckles, he still entered text into the dialog box uncontrollably, "No, I'm not talking about you..."
Before his message was sent, her last words jumped out:
"I'm fake, right? I'm not a real person."
He seemed to be able to see her pale and dazed face, and his heart seemed to be violently squeezed. He didn't finish his words, but he wanted to send out his denial first.
At this moment, his phone screen suddenly went black.
Damn it!
Damn it!
Hall forgot whether he had charged it before going to bed. And he couldn't find the charger that his assistant had put away in the room, so he could only send an email to ask the agent through the computer mailbox.
A minute later, no reply.
Two minutes later, no reply.
Three minutes later…
Hall calmly put on his nightgown and drove to the agent's downstairs. Simply for convenience, the agent's residence was very close to his. He looked like he was wearing formal clothes and going to a dinner party, but his messy blond hair showed his embarrassment and panic.
"Hall?" The moment the agent opened the door, he couldn't believe his eyes.
"charger."
"I didn't put it away. I just asked my assistant and was going to write you a reply..." He was shocked by his unprecedented power of action. "What's wrong? What happened?"
"Where's yours?" Hall walked into his inner room.
"...Don't move, I'll get it!"
After getting the charger, Hall ignored the agent's shocked gaze and hurriedly connected the charging cable to his phone. After a short but long waiting time, the phone finally turned on and lit up.
The column with her number showed six pieces of information.
Hall's tight jaw relaxed slightly, but she hadn't left yet. With the feeling that everything could be remedied in time, he clicked on the message and read down from the first one.
An error occurred in the program and the game failed to run.
Game reruns…
The game failed to run...
Game reset…
Game reset…
And the last one:
"Hello, I am a female student who has lost her memory. I am now in a strange room. I only have this mobile phone in my hand, and the only contact on it is you. No matter who you are, I need Your help."
She was killed by him.
The author has something to say:
Everyone, forget about the three chapters. Anyone who guesses the plot progression based on the three chapters will be wrong.
Let me give you a reference data. Thinking about the first audition, I originally wanted to end it with one chapter. Shengsheng is right, I really feel sorry for myself (lower head).
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