Survivorship Bias

Chapter 131: God's Supper

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It turned out to be a chip.

An Wujiu always felt that if the altar only used those polluted prosthetic limbs, it would be absolutely impossible to pull so many people into the altar, but he didn't consider the citizen chip.

When he remembered that his mother had dug up his and his sister's chips before, he thought that his mother just wanted to cut off the way for others to find them so that they could escape smoothly, but now it seems that she may have thought more about it.

"This trick is very poisonous." Zhong Yirou clicked his tongue, "Although there are some people who don't have citizen chips, it is very difficult for these people to survive. They may take risks and enter the altar for money, and the rest have citizen chips. Those who participated in the virtual game of the altar will be polluted when the time is right, which is really a big game."

Yang Erci drove the car and nodded, "I didn't want to believe this before, but the more I searched, the more supernatural incidents appeared. In addition to mentioning this incident in that email, there are two other important things. The information: one is about "God". Strange and unfamiliar words have appeared in the homes of many researchers who have died strangely. My dad has kept files. He searched all the historical records in order to find out what was written. And visited many philologists."

"A scholar of ancient writing told him that these writings are very similar to the writings created by an ancient civilization that flourished and then became extinct before BC, and they can even be said to be of the same origin, and the writings used by the ancient civilizations are simplified versions."

Zhong Yirou was a little surprised, "Does this mean that this 'God' is not actually coming to Earth for the first time? He shouldn't be living on a higher-level planet in the universe, right?"

An Wujiu continued: "I don't even think they are living beings of the same dimension as us. For them, even the boundaries of time and space can be erased, and we who are in different time and space are kneaded together. Quantum superposition states are all stacked up

The so-called gods are more like condescending observers, while all of us human beings are just a certain particle being observed. For us, time is ordered, one-dimensional and one-dimensional, but it is meaningless for them. can be altered at will. "

What An Wujiu said made Zhong Yirou feel very uneasy, she never thought that there would be a group of life forms that would regard them as objects of appreciation.

"They probably don't just want to watch the ants move." Zhong Yirou asked a little dejectedly.

"You can say that they enjoy the pleasure of helping ants move and trampling them to death." Yang Erci continued, "The architectural technology and literary development of that ancient civilization far surpassed other civilizations at the same time. It can be said that it surpassed the times, but in the end it was just It was a flash in the pan, and the results of archeology are that it only existed for 99 years, and the demise was very complete, even the land where they once lived sank in the sea together."

The more Zhong Yirou thought about it, the more terrifying he felt.

In the ancient civilization of 99, An Wujiu lowered his head and saw 99 on the back of his hand.

The preferences are really consistent.

"I feel that our current era is similar to that ancient civilization that existed."

An Wujiu said in a low voice, thinking as if talking to himself, "They raised a group of living creatures, cultivated their civilization system, and then destroyed them. Aren't we also in a stage of being destroyed now? ?”

"Why take so much effort, is it necessary?" Zhong Yirou couldn't understand.

"Maybe this is just their one time eating." An Wujiu thought of what Russell said in the last round, "What they want to eat is the collective madness of human beings."

eat.

An Wugui couldn't help but think of the "Last Supper" in the bunker when he entered the first instance.

That is not the original intention of the painting, there is no betrayal and loyalty, it may just be a humorous sarcasm of the evil god, a prophecy.

He generously told them that this time, this long and crazy demise, was the last of their civilization, but it was just his dinner.

Outside the car, the streets are full of corpses of people or pollutants, and the stench of air seeps in through the cracks in the glass, which is unbearable. In the car, these speculations made the air more solemn, as if death was imminent.

Yang Erci clenched the steering wheel tightly, and told them the rest, "Actually, there is no need to be so pessimistic. It is precisely because the two characters are similar to a certain extent that he and some experts have also gained a few words about God. "

An Wujiu raised his eyebrows, "Really? Even a little information is good."

"I just don't know if it's true or not." Yang Erci said in an orderly manner, "There are three main points. One is the god's long sleep. It seems that his strength was damaged due to the battle. He needs enough sacrifices to wake up. This point is the same as you mentioned. Yes, it is consistent that God feeds on the chaos and madness of human beings; the latter two points are very incomplete, only knowing the "heart of the homologous" and "not to be called by its name."

Zhong Yirou smiled bitterly after listening, "It feels a bit like the hint I got before I was going to fight the big boss in the movie."

heart…

An Wujiu thought of the religion in the previous Blood Moon dungeon, in which the heart was indeed regarded as the most important organ, the "container of the soul".

As for the name...

An Wujiu suddenly realized that Shen Ti's real name, his own name, was unknown to him until now.

Shen Ti himself didn't seem to remember either.

"It seems that in many Western legends, some demons' life gates are their own names." Zhong Yirou thought of the novels he had read, "So they don't tell others their names easily, it's a way of self-protection. But why? "

The car was running out of gas, Yang Erci saw that there was a gas station nearby on the map, changed direction, and explained: "Probably like a program, a named variable, if you want to perform any operations on it, you must pass the variable Name, even if there is a discrepancy in one letter, an error will be reported. In our information age, you can search with a name, and the information contained in a name is enough to kill a person.”

Zhong Yirou nodded, "You are right."

In the past two timelines, An Wujiu did not meet Yang Erci in the time and space he was in. This time it was different. He got the information from Yang Ce's email, which was obviously Yang Ce's hard work for many years. . These survey results are likely to play a very critical role.

The purpose of that masked man who wants to kill Yang Erci so much and prevent the flow of information seems to be very clear.

But An Wujiu always believed that he was not that simple.

During the driving process, he felt something was wrong, as if they were approaching a noisy place, and the noisy sound became louder and more real.

But Yang Erci continued to drive forward.

There is a gas station ahead of the road, but if it wasn't marked on the map, I wouldn't be able to see what it was like here.

Because this area has been occupied by pollutants, it is densely packed, there are at least thirty or so. The pillars outside the gas station are coiled by tentacles, the glass is absorbed by suction cups, and the pollutants with twisted limbs are clawing at the ceiling of the gas station. There are many prey that are biting and eating before. The ground has become a pool of blood, and even the roof is lying There are several big ones that look like two-headed toads, but they are covered with blue eyes.

"Do you want to withdraw?" Zhong Yirou felt nauseated, picked up the gun and lowered his voice.

Before Yang Erci and An Wujiu could reply, the pollutants in the distance raised their heads at the same time, and slowly turned their heads until they were looking directly at the three of them.

Zhong Yirou raised the gun subconsciously, but did not shoot directly, she was afraid of attracting the attention of more pollutants, "Run or go?"

"No." An Wujiu persuaded Yang Erci, "Let's go first, there are too many of us here, there are only three of us, and if we don't die, we will be seriously injured."

It turned out that his instinct was to sense these huge amounts of pollutants.

Of course Yang Erci knew, and An Wujiu was already seriously injured, if he really went up, he would definitely rush to be the main force again.

but…

"Yirou, shoot first, kill as many as you can." Yang Erci steered the car to reverse, and told her, "Be fast."

Only then did An Wujiu realize that it was Yang Erci's style to act cautiously, but this time she was uncharacteristically aggressive.

"Is there not enough time for Yirou?"

"En." Yang Erci looked at the rearview mirror and reversed the car. The system in the car kept giving warnings, but now he had no choice.

Those pollutants came faster than expected, the gun in An Wujiu's hand didn't have many bullets, he leaned forward to grab the gun beside Yang Erci, the moment he lowered his head, his vision went dark, and there was a loud bang, blocking On the windshield, a pollutant is opening its bloody mouth towards them!

Zhong Yirou fired several shots in succession, but the skin on the pollutant was extremely strong, causing almost no damage. An Wujiu loaded the gun and aimed at the vital point, piercing through the eye above the opponent's mouthpart.

The pollutant burst into a sharp howl of pain, Yang Erci took the opportunity to change from the reverse state to forward, and pushed the guy directly off the windshield.

But the success was short-lived. The pollutants around them kept rushing towards them, and the roof of the car was sunken. Zhong Yirou tried her best to kill them. As time went on, her sanity and health continued to decrease.

An Wujiu raised his hand and used bamboo leaf green to cut off a tentacle that came in through the glass hole, but when he raised his eyes, he saw a pollutant behind Zhong Yirou's right that was about to attack.

"Yirou, be careful on the right side!"

After Zhong Yirou heard it, he quickly turned his head and raised his gun, and hit the pollutant on the head with one shot, but because the distance was too close, the mucus splashed from the shot splashed straight to Zhong Yirou's right eye.

The pain was sluggish for a second, followed by sharp and swarming pains, and the corrosive liquid pierced through her eyeballs, like a worm biting and getting in.

Seeing that Zhong Yirou suddenly covered his right eye and his voice changed, An Wujiu realized something, he searched for water in the car, and finally found a half-filled bottle.

"Yirou, let go of your hand, I'll pour water on your eyes..."

Seeing Zhong Yirou put down his hand, he froze.

The right eyeball has been corroded, in such a short time.

An Wujiu didn't know what to do, there were pollutants behind her attacking the crumbling glass windows, he could only pick up Zhong Yirou's gun to deal with them first.

"My eyes..." Zhong Yirou was almost paralyzed by the pain, her left eye continued to shed rational tears, which made her even more unable to see clearly.

But she knew what was going on.

Yang Erci also saw it, and she regretted deeply, "Yirou, we will go out soon."

She just wanted Zhong Yirou to have some more time, at least not to die because of the lost time, but she never thought that it would lead to such a result.

But even if they don't come here, their car won't be driving for long.

Obviously it was Zhong Yirou who lost his eyeball, but Yang Erci was in more pain than her.

But she didn't know what she should say under the current situation.

"Yirou..."

Zhong Yirou raised his head, "I know."

She raised her hand, wiped the tears from her left eye, rummaged through the other gun she had stashed under the mount, and brought it up to aim at the contaminants in front of the windshield.

"One eye is better for aiming."

Pollutants came from all directions, blocking their car, and the crazy and fierce siege almost overturned the car.

The large movement caused An Wujiu's wound to open, blood dripped down his arm, but now he is the only combat force, and he can only continue holding the gun with his blood-soaked hand.

An Wujiu knew that going on like this would not work, their firepower would not last long, and they would only be consumed by these pollutants to death.

He must find a chance to get off. He can also use a knife.

But this crazy idea of near destruction was cut off.

A flash of light drew the attention of some pollutants, and the sound of loud engines appeared above them.

is an aircraft.

Curiosity is instinctive in these pollutants, but it has also cost them. In the next second, intensive firepower appeared, catching them off guard.

Oddly enough, the fire completely avoided the car.

An Wujiu was still holding the gun vigilantly, and leaned against the car window, trying to see who was coming.

Through the broken glass window, he looked into the cockpit of the aircraft and saw a familiar face.

It was Matsuura Mori who died in the instance.

As for the two people who were shooting with weapons on the aircraft, one was Fujido Sakura, who also died in that dungeon, and the other was Zhou Yijue, who was also an enemy and friend.

Zhou Yijue also saw him, deliberately smiled and said loudly.

"Savior, you will be saved by me one day."