Bai Liu took Mu Ke, the young master, to log out of the game, and the log out location was at Bai Liu's home.
It was almost midnight after logging out. The young master’s eyes were like spring eyes. After he came out, he cried for a whole night. He cried until he passed out. He still clung to Bai Liu’s shirt sleeve and held it down, and Bai Liu said to let him go. When he came home, the cry of the young master could lift the roof, and he would not go back, saying that he had sold his soul to Bai Liu, and Bai Liu actually drove him away!
Quite plausible.
Bai Liu felt that because of the nestling effect and the suspension bridge effect, the young master had a strong sense of security towards Bai Liu, the devil who should have played the role of a bad guy. In the short term, if Mu Ke can't wake up from his fear, he should not be easy. Leaving Bai Liu's home.
But Bai Liu didn't want to leave Mu Ke in his house.
The reason is very simple. This young master is too annoying to cry.
So Bai Liu called five minutes after Mu Ke fell asleep and informed his immediate boss that he would come to lead the son of **oss, who now lives in Mu Ke who is not leaving at his home.
When Bai Liu's immediate boss received Bai Liu's call, he was shocked and spilled coffee on the computer keyboard.
He has never liked Bai Liu as a subordinate, mainly because Bai Liu has his own ideas when making games. Every time he asks him to add something and the market follows the trend, Bai Liu will directly say that the game design is full, and the plot is added. There will be bugs and so on, and they can't be added.
In fact, it’s not a big deal to add it, and it doesn’t have to be added, but the boss really doesn’t like Bai Liu’s disobedient attitude. One of them works for him and asks Bai Liu to do what he does. It makes so many excuses. He seems so noble.
After Mu Ke took over Bai Liu’s shift and hardly did anything, his boss had to wipe his butt for the young master and take over Bai Liu’s job, only to realize that the previous Bai Liu was not disobedient, nor was he making excuses. Bai Liu was just telling the truth. To be honest.
Now it’s his turn to do Bailiu’s work, and the person who provokes him becomes Mu Ke. Mu Ke also has three or four thoughts a day, and his boss complains constantly. Sometimes he says that he can’t add it and can’t change it. After Mu Ke Just sneered and said that you don't listen to my suggestions, I can change a person who listens to my suggestions to take your seat.
Now the position under the boss's ass is also at stake. Finally, this young master disappeared for a day without knowing where to go, and unexpectedly appeared in Bai Liu's house!
The boss couldn’t help thinking more about what is the relationship between Bai Liu and this young master... But it’s useless to think too much. He is now Mu Ke’s boss in name but actually Mu Ke’s nanny, and he must come to pick up people.
When the boss arrived at Bai Liu’s house, Mu Ke was still asleep. The boss was a little vain and embarrassed when he saw Bai Liu, but Bai Liu didn’t feel anything. Before he came out, he exchanged his points for 100,000 yuan. The points in this game are quite valuable. The exchange ratio with RMB is one thousand to one, and one hundred points can be exchanged for one hundred thousand.
With money in hand, Bai Liu looks at everyone at peace now. Even if he sees this boss who doesn’t know anything and always likes to point his fingers, Bai Liu politely opens the door to let him in, saying, “Muke is still sleeping. , He cried all night last night, just fell asleep, don’t wake him up."
Bai Liu's original intention was not to wake Mu Ke from crying and make his forehead hurt, but Mu Ke grabbed Bai Liu's shirt (Bai Liu directly took it off to Mu Ke) and curled up into a small ball on the bed insecurely, with the end of his eyes. The nose was red, and there were some suspicious traces of bruising (sequelae of the game) on his body, coupled with the words of Bai Liu just now-the boss accepted the amount of information rushing to his face and gave a stiff "Oh".
It turns out that Bailiu and Mu Ke have this kind of relationship! ! Why didn't Bai Liu tell him earlier! Then no one would dare to expel Bai Liu when he expelled it!
"Then, or else, let Mu Ke continue to sleep with you, Bai Liu." In fact, the boss did not dare to wake Mu Ke. This young master was very angry when he was awakened from a nap, not to mention. Said that he woke up after being tossed like this all night.
And the boss also found it very strange. Bai Liu tossed the little young master on the bed like this, and asked him to pick him up after he was done. How did it feel, a bit scumbag...
Of course Bai Liu refused: "No, get him away, he cried so much to me."
boss:"!!!!"
What a scum! How did Bai Liu say such scumbag remarks seriously!
Mu Ke was awakened by the voices of the two of them. His eyelashes trembled twice. Before waking up, he subconsciously hugged the shirt in his arms and whispered: "Bai Liu..."
Seeing this scene, the boss’s expression was even more difficult to express. He looked at Bai Liu with condemnation. Bai Liu didn’t seem to feel the same. When he was working, the boss always used this way every time Bai Liu sent back an opinion. Seeing him with the condemning of doing something wrong, Bai Liu has long been used to it.
He yelled calmly: "Muke, get up, someone is coming to pick you up."
Mu Ke slowly woke up, and when he saw the boss by the bed, he understood that Bai Liu called for someone to come and pick him up.
Mu Ke reacted very violently. He subconsciously wanted to grab Bai Liu's hand, and scolded his boss very irritably, arching his back and grinning like a cat who would only be taken to a place he didn't like: "Go away! I won't Go back, I will stay here!"
"This is my place." Bai Liu's attitude was still faint, he avoided Mu Ke to grab his hand, "and I don't allow you to stay here, Mu Ke, go back."
Mu Ke became stiff. He turned his head and looked at Bai Liu. He wanted to grab Bai Liu’s hand and fell on the way. Mu Ke’s eyes began to turn red again, and his lips moved: “Bai Liu, I’ll be good, don’t rush. Go me..."
"I'm ordering you based on our relationship, Mu Ke." Bai Liu said quietly, "You have no right to refuse."
Bai Liu can actually understand that Mu Ke didn’t want to leave. This man’s survival was very strong, and Bai Liu saved him in that situation, and let Mu Ke subconsciously hang up [Stay by Bai Liu] and [Can Live]. With the equal sign, Muke is not so much dependent on Bailiu now, as it is that Muke is afraid of the environment [without Bailiu protection].
Mu Ke's tears slipped, and he bit his lower lip and looked at Bai Liu for a long time, and finally got out of bed obediently, standing behind his boss with a pale face and trembling, Mu Ke's fear almost hung on his face.
Bai Liu looked at this Mu Ke, and felt that he had to give a certain level of guidance to the player with his own soul, just like the system did to the player.
"Muke, if you have been so fragile and cannot survive without me and have more things of value to me." Bai Liu said softly, "Then I will abandon you soon, understand? Because I can still be like you Same, there are many people like you, but you are the only one."
"I, I know." Mu Ke's lips paled and he responded softly. He lowered his head and raised his hand and wiped his eyes, controlling his crying, "I will try to be useful to you."
The boss who watched the whole process looked awkward, and felt as if he had watched a show of cruel and ruthless feet attacking pua. Because his face was too shocked, he looked at Bai Liu with a little fear.
Bai Liu dare to talk to the young master Mu Ke like this! What is his identity!
Mu Ke walked behind the tranced boss, and when he left the door, the suffocated boss still asked, "Young Master Mu, what is the relationship between you and Bai Liu?"
"What's the relationship?" Mu Ke's eyes were blank, he seemed to be muttering to himself, "I belong to him, he owns my soul, and is my master."
Boss: "..."
What are you guys playing
Unexpectedly, Bai Liu has thick eyebrows and big eyes on the surface. He is actually an S/M master behind his back, and he looks like a top S. He actually trained the arrogant young master Mu Ke to look like this little cat...
The boss shuddered, and he led Mu Ke away with trembling tears and tears.
-People who feel like they have been dismissed very seriously.
———
After Mu Ke left, Bai Liu turned on the top-of-the-line alien computer that Mu Ke had compensated him before, and he began to inquire about information about "Sirens Town".
After forward search, reverse search, and no matching information was obtained by name searches such as Jeff Andre, Bai Liu rubbed his stiff neck, thinking about it—it seems that the game is indeed not in reality. Product, but if it’s a virtual product—
Bai Liu drew a thread from his neck with his index finger with a deep gaze. There was a one-dollar coin with a hole in the middle hanging on it. It was his manager in the game. Bai Liu flipped a few times on the back of his hand as if playfully. The coin didn't respond, no game panel popped up, he stared and thought.
—If the game is a completely virtual product, how did this thing follow him to [reality]
In addition, Bai Liu fiddled with the coin. The coin was separated from a scale thin as a cicada's wing. A translucent fish scale with a texture of ice was threaded through and hung on Bai Liu's neck. It was pasted on the coin and exuded faintly colorful. Light.
After Bai Liu came out, he realized that there was a scaly on his neck. If he didn’t guess wrong, this was the item he got [Siren’s Inverse Scales], but I don’t know why he didn’t take it out at all. Next, follow him out of the game.
But considering the system’s suggestion for this item—[The fish scales represent the response of King Siren’s love to you, I hope the player will wear it for a long time], Bailiu found nothing unusual after wearing it overnight, so he left with it.
But this is also what Bai Liu is thinking about. It is unreasonable to virtualize the game into something similar to the [Thinking Palace], which is similar to human consciousness, because there are actual things such as coins and scales, that is, [ The game] should be an objective and real existence.
But there will be signs of existence, but Bai Liu has not found any signs of the existence of this game on the Internet, which is very strange.
Because for example, besides Bailiu, there must be other players who have entered the game. After all, one hundred players will be logged in at a time. As long as one or two survive, you can post any post or Weibo or Moments related to the game. In the era of big data with extremely fast data circulation, Bai Liu will find out, but Bai Liu has not found anything similar to the concept of this game.
There must be traces of things that have existed... Bai Liu thought, there is no reason why there are no traces—
Unless this trace is erased.
Bai Liu squinted his eyes, he opened Weibo and sent out a specific message about "Siren Town" and the game, and clicked to send it. As a result, he personally watched the Weibo that he sent faded and disappeared. not see.
Sure enough, [Game] has higher authority than [Real World] and can tamper with [Facts] in the real world.
This is a world that has been tampered with, and these selected [players] discovered this [reality], but were [forbidden], unable to reveal the slightest truth.
I just don’t know how far this [forbidden] can be. It is very easy to tamper with and erase things that exist objectively that can be recorded, such as deleting the written text on paper and sending out the Weibo circle of friends. [Erase] to a degree, humans in the real world can also do it.
Bai Liu found from the drawer his phone whose screen was broken and he was not willing to change it. He found the phone of a friend in it and dialed it. Before the other party could react, he quickly said everything he had encountered. The friend listened to it. After he was done, Bai Liu put his hand on the table and knocked, and counted down casually with a low voice: "7, 6, 5..."
"What are you doing in the countdown! Hurry up and tell me about this thing you encountered! I rely on it to be true? You didn't make it up, it's too exciting—"
Bai Liu looked down: "-3-2-1."
The friend's voice stopped abruptly, and then began to become confused: "Eh, Bai Liu, what are you calling me for? Huh?! When did I answer your call! I have no impression at all!"
"Nothing." Bai Liu said casually, "I just miss you. I'll call you."
Seven seconds was the time when Bai Liu had just sent out his Weibo and the last word on his Weibo disappeared completely. He made a special note. He did not expect that even human memory, such as [non-objective] things, could easily be used. Tampering, and it only takes seven seconds to complete the tampering completely, and it didn't take an extra second.
It seems that the difficulty of tampering with human memory is not much more difficult for [Game] than tampering with a piece of data.
"Oh, vomit, Bai Liu, you only think about Qian, don't nause me." The friend obviously understood Bai Liu and asked while joking, "Seriously, why did you think of calling me? Something?"
"I'm thinking about a question, Lu Yizhan, do you mean that people's memory is only seven seconds?" Bai Liu strayed on the table and tapped his fingers, recording his experience in the game with a pen on the paper, and then looked at the words. One after another disappeared.
Lu Yizhan's voice seemed to be a little confused: "Why did you suddenly think about this kind of philosophical question? And you are also wrong about this question? Isn't the original saying that the fish's memory only has seven seconds?"
"Am I wrong?" Bai Liu held up lazily. "Perhaps, after all, there is only seven seconds of memory. It is normal for me to remember wrong, eh, is it possible that the original sentence of this sentence is [Human memory is only seven seconds], and then was tampered with by something into [Fish’s memory is only seven seconds] to fool us humans who only have seven seconds of memory?"
Lu Yizhan has become accustomed to Bai Liu’s saying some very strange things after losing his job. He couldn’t laugh or cry: "What are you thinking about after losing your job? I’m paying my salary today. Please eat. Don’t think about these people, fish, and memory for seven seconds. There are only seven seconds of memory. What do you do when you let those of us who want to memorize French terms endorse every day?"
"Of course I will come if you invite you to eat." Bai Liu dropped the coin on his neck into his neckline, and was chilled by the cold touch that is different from the coin. It was the Siren King's scale that was ironed on his heart, and Bai Liu returned it. Without hanging up the phone, he asked awkwardly, "If the memory of a person is only seven seconds, and the memory of a fish is only seven seconds, you said at the road station-how many seconds are the memory of a mermaid?"
"Why are you still struggling with this question? You have also pulled out a mermaid." Lu Yizhan smiled helplessly. "According to your assumption, the memory of a man and a fish is only seven seconds, and the memory of a mermaid must be shorter, a few tenths. Second?"
"Maybe."
Although I said goodbye to the mermaid named Tarvel, it was possible that the moment Bai Liu left, the other party would have forgotten himself.
Bai Liu rarely feels disappointed because of being forgotten and neglected. He does not pursue human approval. As long as he has money to entertain himself, he can live well. But the Siren King is really a piece of unprecedented beautiful data, even Bai Liu has no feelings. The guy, also felt a little regret that the few seconds he had been erased in the opponent's memory.
But it was just a little bit, only a little bit the size of a fish scale. ,,URL m..net,...: