Song, however, avoided answering and instead used the title that he had not used for a long time: "Baby, if I die, will you be sad?"
"What are you going to do? Don't do anything stupid. If you want to leave, I can teleport. The progress bar has reached the passing level."
The system's voice was still so rigid, cold and emotionless, but Song could only infer from its words whether it was a little anxious or not.
Song Que concluded, no.
Song Que suddenly jumped up—
Then he quickly grabbed the railing with his right hand and hung it firmly on the outside of the rooftop.
The moment of weightlessness was still very exciting. Song Que's little heart stopped for a moment, and then beat rapidly as if trying to make up for it.
Song Qi breathed a sigh of relief and then laughed out loud. The whole person was hanging on the railing with the strength of his right arm, and his body was still a little shaky. There was a drop of tens of meters below him, which was enough to shatter him into pieces. It was a shame that he could laugh.
Obviously, the system thought so too. The system said coldly: "Is it fun? How old are you?"
"I don't know how old I am, but it's okay. It's quite fun."
The system didn't know if it was angry with him. It paused for a long time before continuing: "Are you going to keep talking to me like this?"
Song Que said: "You know, I can hang up all day without going down."
The system stopped talking and seemed determined to ignore Song Que. No matter how Song Que said witty words to annoy it or tease it, it didn't work.
Song Que chattered for a long time, but when he saw that it still didn't work, he could only sigh and start this one-man show.
"Actually, I'm not sure whether the truth is what I thought. When I jumped down, you were neither nervous nor anxious to start teleportation. It only shows that the consequences of death in this world are not serious at all. Don't be dissatisfied I am narcissistic and have been with you for so long, so I still have some confidence. If something happens to me, you will never be so indifferent. In any real world, as long as the world and I are real, death cannot be indifferent. Hurt. Either this world is false, or my existence is false, of course... There is also a possibility that this world and me are both projections of the other side, and that both I and the world are illusory. I don’t know yet. Which, but I know, is anything but what the entertainment of this world depicts.”
Song Qing laughed, because he had been briefly lost and afraid.
Now that he has thought about it clearly, his attitude is very calm.
"Actually, there are a lot of doubts. I should have thought of them earlier. I am a bit conceited and a bit proud, and I am not as gentle and humble as I show. You know this. In fact, many times, my gentleness is due to their attitude towards me. It can’t cause any harm. My humility is because I feel that it’s not fair to them if I seriously compare myself with them. I’m not on the same level, so I don’t need their sincere admiration. When I think about it carefully, behind every point, I am too Self-proof of arrogance. At the beginning, I didn’t even realize that I was such a person. Did this journey help me discover myself, or in other words, recall myself?”
When Song said this, he realized that he had gone astray. It was not that these things were not important, but he did not originally want to say this, so he coughed twice and forcibly changed the topic back: "In short, I am too conceited and arrogant. , that’s why I mind being impersonated as a contestant on some reality show without knowing it, so that I get confused when I think about this possibility. If you calm down, there are actually many things that can be followed. For example, at the beginning , I am a person without memory. If the state of having no memory was caused by outsiders, my suspicious character would be very restless, but at that time I felt very casual, very free, and even at ease. .Also, in the first few worlds, when I didn’t doubt whether the world was real or fake, the twin brothers and sisters who appeared frequently made me feel familiar. In addition, everything I experienced in each world was fresh and challenging. , I am actually a little addicted to it. But in fact, because it is too easy to achieve many things, I am a person who gets bored easily. But every world you take me through is very new to me. It’s worth experiencing. All of this is like a game, or gift, set up for me by someone who knows me very well. I even doubt that person is myself. But, uh, no offense, but I always feel that if it were me If you do it, your functions should be more perfect. In the end, the world will not be like this, it will be a bit anticlimactic. But if I didn't do it myself, then this person really knows me a little too well, which is really scary... "
Being belittled like this by Song Que, the system didn't say anything.
Song missed the little system in those days that would blow up whenever he was teased. Now the system has really grown up and is so calm that it is no longer easy to tease.
Song Que said: "Do you remember the world where I was a pervert? It was the time when you malfunctioned. That world was quite special. Special in every sense. Before experiencing that world, I always thought that I was a simple person. A good person, but after that world, I discovered that beneath my skin of a good person, I might once have had an indifferent heart that was indifferent to everything. This was a bit subversive, but it did enrich my understanding of myself. Of course, yours Performance also makes that world very different. Encountering an unknown error? The entire world cannot participate? The progress bar perfectly transported me at the last moment? You know, all of this, it's like you want me to think that The world is special…”
The system finally spoke: "Having said so much, do you have the answer to the question I asked you?"
Song Que was actually quite tired hanging like this. He just wanted to tease the system, confirm some things from its reaction, and then just look cool at the same time. He didn't expect it to be so thankless. Song Qing sighed inwardly, replaced his right hand with his left hand, and continued hanging. Although Song wanted to speak faster, he still couldn't change the problem of teasing the system: "Baby, is there any reward for speaking correctly?"
System: "Bah."
If possible, Song really wanted to express his helplessness by shrugging.
"Actually, everything I perceive now is what you want to show me, but my speculations are also combined with my feelings. I believe in my feelings. If I guess wrong, I will admit it. These worlds are all fake. It is a set program that operates on its own according to certain rules. Only this false world can flawlessly support the world with monsters, monsters and gods, because only consciousness is powerful and unrestricted . Everything else is restricted. But I, and the people I meet... "
Thinking of those faces, Song smiled. Even if he were beaten to death, he didn't think they would be completely different people composed of programs.
"A false world cannot carry so many real existences at the same time. So those people and I are also illusory in a sense. But illusion does not mean that we have never really existed. This place is more like the real world. Projection, we may be a ray of our own consciousness mixed in this illusory world, which makes it appear so real. Of course, this guess has no real evidence and is based on feeling. I have been with them for so long I can still tell the difference between people and programs. Sometimes, it is not easy for people to be ordinary people with rich emotions. Artificial intelligence that is exactly like a human is even more legendary. I have seen it myself. I don’t believe anyone can do anything less than hope.”
The system said: "You are still so conceited."
Song was sensitively aware that the system's words had exceeded its previous settings for him.
He looked down at the ground dozens of meters away again. It was so far away.
"Is this the last world?"
Song Que asked the system.
"depends on you."
The system is so lukewarm again.
Song closed his eyes. He wanted to try what it would be like to die in the last world. Will he get the truth at the end
Song Qi let go of his left hand that had been working hard for a while, and once again experienced this weightless falling feeling. He suddenly remembered that he seemed to be jumping over the cliff with Oki. The feeling was somewhat similar.
Song couldn't help but smile, not knowing who he was saying goodbye to.
"Goodbye."
Maybe to the world.
***
The instrument beside the hospital bed made a rather harsh sound, and the person guarding the bed stepped back and forth uneasily upon hearing the sound. The doctor had been invited over a long time ago, and the doctor had given sufficient explanations, but the two people in front of him just couldn't calm down.
The doctor was used to this kind of scene, so he sighed and let them go. He mainly focused on the changes in the patient's physical signs on the bed.
When Song Que was first sent to the hospital, he was just an intern doctor, studying with Song Que's attending doctor. From that time, Song Que's case was cleared for the first time. Ten years later, the teacher retired and he took over Song Que. He did not expect that one day the patient would wake up in his hands. This was a very subtle feeling.
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The sounds of various instruments rang at the same time. For a moment, the three people who were awake in the room turned their attention to the guy on the bed. The guy's eyelids were trembling, making people want to go forward and help him stand up. .
It took a long time before it finally opened.
As soon as Song Qi opened his eyes, he was pierced by the light and closed them again. All the senses in his body were infinitely amplified, and the sensations anywhere in his body were transmitted to the nerve center intact.
However, Song felt that his whole body was limp, and he had a feeling that he could not exert any strength, as if he had been lying on the bed for a long time and his muscles had atrophied.
He slowly opened and closed his eyes again, going back and forth a few times before his fragile eyes adapted to the light.
The beeping sounds in his ears kept ringing, and even Song couldn't help but frown.
As soon as he looked around, his mood collapsed. It was a white hospital again. Can the background be changed
But this time, there were many instruments that he had never seen before, which looked very high-end. Those instruments and some sensors were all attached to his body.
There was a man in front of Song Que, looking at him with a pleased look, which made him unable to bear it. Song Que's eyes swept around him, confirming that he was a doctor, and then ignored his overly hot eyes for the time being and looked behind him.
The two people behind the doctor immediately stepped forward, crowded in front of the doctor, and called him "brother."
Song Que looked at the boy and girl in front of him who looked very similar, and finally determined that they were the twins he had always missed.
It turns out they are really his younger brother and sister.
But both of them look to be in their twenties. How old is he
Song was thinking about these indifferently, raised his hand covered with receptors, and smiled at them.
"Hi."