An Wujiu came back to his senses, smiled, "No."
He grabbed Shen Ti's hand, put it down, and looked at Yang Ce who was walking towards the outside of the temple not far away.
Shen Ti noticed An Wujiu's eyes, and looked over, then raised his hand to pinch An Wujiu's face, "No, An Wujiu..."
An Wujiu withdrew his gaze, and cast a reproachful glance at Shen Ti, "What's going on in your head every day?"
Shen Ti shrugged, retracted his hands, and put them in his pockets, "What else can I think about but you?"
If someone else said this, An Wujiu might think it was a flattery, but when Shen Ti said it, An Wujiu felt inexplicably sad.
Shen Ti is a special existence, as if he has no connection with anyone or anything in this world.
An Wujiu stretched out his hand, touched his cheek, and suggested to carry the three bodies of Fujido Sakura back with him first, it doesn't feel good to put them here.
Shen Ti agreed.
After a busy meal, the two put the three of them in a room, returned to the hall of the temple, and met Zhou Yijue.
Zhou Yijue in this game doesn't seem to be the same as before, with a smile that is always on his face. He became more real, and truly made An Wujiu feel that he had indeed lost a lot.
So before he could speak, An Wujiu told him directly.
"I drew two cards last night, at most twice a day, one of which was a white card with nothing, and the other time I drew a time conversion card."
Shen Ti felt somewhat displeased, although Zhou Yijue had begged them before, but An Wujiu was not the first one to tell him that he had drawn the card, but Zhou Yijue.
But after thinking about it, he also felt that he could accept it. After all, he was standing here, and if he had to talk about it, he and Zhou Yijue also heard it at the same time.
"Time shift?" Zhou Yijue frowned slightly, "What kind of skill is this?"
"It's just exchanging life points for time," An Wujiu explained, "You can go back as much as you pay. It's a good skill, but it's limited to the same dungeon. I'm afraid it won't be able to save the person you want to save."
He didn't have much emotion in his words and seemed too cold, but Zhou Yijue knew that this was the truth.
"I will draw the last card tonight." An Wujiu told him, "But I don't guarantee that I will get the resurrection card, the probability is too low."
For a moment, he wanted to persuade Zhou Yijue to let it go, but in a moment An Wujiu thought, if Shen Ti was the one who died, would he just let it go.
An Wujiu understands the principle of not doing to others what you don't want to do to yourself.
"If you get it, let's talk about it."
Zhou Yijue nodded, this was already a pretty good one of the possibilities he had imagined. If it were another person, I'm afraid there would be no room for discussion. Only a guy like An Wujiu would be willing to give him a hand after he almost killed him.
After Zhou Yijue left, Shen Ti and An Wujiu stepped out of the temple, intending to find Yang Ce.
"If you really get a resurrection card, will you give it to him?" Shen Ti asked him.
"I..." An Wujiu actually didn't think about it, "If I didn't get the time to change the card, I wouldn't give it to him."
"If I only had one resurrection card, I would only keep it for you."
At the same time as hearing these words, a piece of snow fell on An Wujiu's shoulder.
Shen Ti didn't know how to describe the current feeling, he had never experienced it before. In the past, he always viewed everyone from a top-down posture and an isolated perspective. Although there is no definite proof, Shen Ti knows that he is special, no one is important to him, not even his own life is important.
An Wujiu was the first person who felt that he was important, and also the first person who put his life before her own.
"I don't need it." Shen Ti said.
An Wujiu turned his head, the snow light made his face almost transparent, it was unbelievably beautiful, "You have signed a contract with me, your fate is not up to you."
He smiled, and said, "But now that I have a time conversion card, if something really happens, I can go back in time."
Going back to the time when Shen Ti could be rescued.
Shen Ti didn't speak, and stood side by side with him silently.
He didn't want An Wujiu to use any skill cards on him, but he knew that An Wujiu was stubborn and he couldn't persuade him.
"So if you really give me another resurrection card, maybe I will really give it to him, unless..."
"Unless what?"
An Wujiu thought for a while, "Unless something happened to Wu You and the others, then I might be more selfish and leave it to my companions."
"It's not selfish." Shen Ti stopped and held An Wujiu's shoulder, "You're still willing to help Zhou Yijue who treated you like he did in the last game. This is no longer something ordinary people can do."
An Wujiu understood, but every time he saw Zhou Yijue's expression, he would unconsciously think of himself. He was afraid that one day, he would become like Zhou Yijue, praying for his lover's resurrection.
The snow in the water city became thicker and thicker, and the feet almost covered the calf, making it difficult to walk. An Wujiu turned to look at Shen Ti, only to see that his eyes were snow-colored and turned into a beautiful light green.
"Shen Ti."
Shen Ti held his hand, turned his head, "Huh?"
"You..." An Wujiu paused for a long time, "It's the first time you see me, do you feel familiar?"
Shen Ti frowned slightly, as if in doubt.
This expression made An Wujiu feel very ashamed, he seemed to be really trying to connect Shen Ti with that indescribable "he".
Regarding the things he remembered, An Wujiu doubted more than once, do the so-called gods really exist? Or is it just that his parents are crazy, and he has inherited their crazy genes, and he also imagined those terrible hallucinations.
But it was too real. Compared with the real and deep pain, the Shen Ti standing in front of him at this moment and giving him love and warmth seemed to be a fiction.
"A little bit." Shen Ti thought for a long time before opening his mouth, "But if you want to talk about familiarity, I don't think it's because I felt it at first sight, but I discovered it later when we got along with each other."
An Wujiu looked at him quietly.
"It's a bit scary to say." Shen Ti smiled, "I may not understand when you are happy, but I seem to have seen hundreds of times when you are in pain, and that is the time I am most familiar with."
An Wujiu was stunned.
This sentence almost finalized the conjecture in his heart.
"I shouldn't have shown a lot of pain in front of you..."
"Yes." Shen Ti nodded affirmatively, and his feet creaked in the snow, "That's why I said it's scary, I feel like I've seen it before."
An Wujiu could hardly breathe, his whole body was cold, his mind was filled with images of him being manipulated and observed as a test subject, all he had was a piece of floating jewel light, a weird, unappreciated God sees.
He didn't know how to say this to Shen Ti, whether he would be regarded as a lunatic.
How do you tell a living person that you look like the unnatural body I summoned before
"But if I really saw it," Shen Ti said again, "I will definitely save you."
An Wujiu laughed.
If it's really him...
An Wujiu thought, everything is preordained.
But he is convinced that the "blue" god that his mother said killed his father is not Shen Ti, definitely not.
An Wujiu thought of the "similar" in Shen Ti's mouth, and his heart became more suspicious.
Now that Shen Ti has appeared here, what about his kind
Too many doubts and unknowns were entangled together, An Wujiu felt that the fog was thick and difficult to decipher.
No matter what, he had to leave this game safely first.
Others, when he recalled more memories, it should become clearer.
Shen Ti also wants to tell him that in fact, he can hear many of An Wujiu's inner voices many times, this ability has only started recently, including the many struggles and contradictions of An Wujiu just now, in fact Shen Ti knows all about it.
Even though he didn't know why this happened, it seemed that An Wujiu's heart grew on him.
In An Wujiu's heart, he seemed to be classified as a non-human being.
Shen Ti was not surprised, because he also felt that he was not like an ordinary person.
He tried his best to learn to be a normal person, and he only hoped that An Wujiu would not leave him.
The snow fell harder and harder, and the two struggled to come to the place where the city residents lived together. An Wujiu thought that when Yang Ce came out, he was in a hurry, it looked like he already had a destination and wanted to go there.
An Wujiu stood where he was, thought for a while, and a possibility flashed through his mind.
He stared straight ahead, "Do you think he will..."
"I'm looking for the high priest." Shen Ti continued.
An Wujiu turned his head to look at Shen Ti, his expression seemed to be surprised that he thought of it so quickly.
Shen Ti swore that he didn't hear An Wujiu's inner voice this time, he shrugged, "I'm just guessing."
"I think so too." An Wujiu turned his head and walked towards a house with lights on, "This game has two goals, one is to ensure the survival of the faction you belong to, and we all work hard on this , but there is another goal that seems to be ignored by everyone."
"Well, I remember it seems to be to rescue the citizens of the water city from danger and give them freedom and peace." Shen Ti thought for a while, "I thought it was strange before, the first goal has already been said, blood The moon was created by the priests who believed in the cult and were turned into wolves, as long as we kill them all, the curse of the blood moon can be lifted, so why mention the second target, isn’t it superfluous?”
"It should be other hidden customs clearance conditions." An Wujiu thought, they were not the only ones who thought of this, Yang Ce's rush to leave the temple was probably because of the second goal.
They entered the house with the light on, and sure enough there was a young man inside, sitting on a low stool and breaking stone tools. When the man saw the two, he immediately got up respectfully and said hello to them.
Shen Ti inquired about the specific address of the glass room where the high priest was. The man emphasized that the high priest was in retreat, but Shen Ti refused to give up and asked again.
The man had no choice but to tell them the specific address, and just as the two were about to leave, he said again, "Tomorrow's ceremony, the two priests must attend."
It's that festival again.
An Wujiu nodded, "Yes."
His intuition told him that there should be something wrong with this festival, and it might hide the clues for them to solve the mystery of the water city.
According to the man's instructions, the two walked around half of the city and came to the place where the high priest was retreating. The so-called glass house is actually a tower building, and the top is indeed made of glass. The door of this tower was half-closed, An Wujiu pushed the door inside, and inside was a spiral upwards.
He didn't go upstairs directly, but stood at the door.
"Mr. Yang."
An Wujiu said indifferently, "I didn't mean to follow you, but I just wanted to prove something."
Just after he finished speaking, not long after, Yang Ce came out from behind the door.
He gave up his plan of sneak attack and looked at An Wujiu.
"Have you been up there?" Shen Ti asked him.
Yang Ce nodded, "The above is blocked, there is a reminder that when the blood moon is over, the high priest will come out by himself."
An Wujiu stared at Yang Ce's face, "It's windy here, let's go up and have a chat, Mr. Yang."
Shen Ti noticed that Yang Ce was a little wary of An Wujiu. Unlike others, most of the other people's fear of An Wujiu came from his performance in the game, but Yang Ce didn't look like he had played with him before. player.
Up the stairs, they entered the room on the second floor. An Wujiu didn't hesitate too much, straight to the point: "Do you know Yang Erci?"
Yang Ce was obviously taken aback, then frowned slightly.
An Wujiu continued: "May I ask, are you Erci's father?"
Shen Ti didn't have much interest in this bloody family relationship, and Yang Erci didn't look like the kind of poor kid looking for his father, so he didn't need to worry about it, so Shen Ti found a chair to sit and listen.
"How do you know? You know Erci?"
Yang Ce almost acquiesced in this.
An Wujiu breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, she is a friend we met at the altar."
He briefly introduced the process of getting acquainted with Yang Erci, "She has been looking for you now, because of your business she left Chauvin and entered the altar. You should know where the altar is, but there is one thing I don't understand , Mr. Yang, why don't you want to go back and see her?"
What An Wujiu said was straightforward, and the reason was that she felt unworthy for Yang Erci.
If her father really cared, he would see her no matter what, even if he was at the altar for 24 hours, to let Yang Erci know that he was alive and well.
Shen Ti, who was sitting by the side, raised his hand, with a look of "let me intervene", "You are not from that mysterious organization, are you? So you can't go back?"
Yang Ce didn't speak, and it seemed he couldn't. He was silent for a long time, and only told An Wujiu, "If you see Erci again, tell her that I'm dead."
An Wujiu guessed that he had a hard time to speak out and couldn't explain it clearly, so he didn't force him.
"She is a scientific researcher who goes to the bottom of the matter, I can't fool her." An Wujiu said, "I will tell her everything, at least Yang Erci will feel at ease."
Yang Ce still didn't respond, but he never expected that his daughter would fall into this boundless abyss like him.
Obviously this is the last thing he wants to see.
"Since the high priest can't see it, the word that should be delivered has also been delivered." Shen Ti stood up, "Then let's go."
An Wujiu nodded, and was about to leave, when he heard Yang Ce call him out.
"Your mother...is her name An Congnan?"
An Wujiu was stunned for a second, then he stepped forward, his calm face finally showed emotion, "You know me?"
"To be precise, I know your parents." Yang Ce stared into An Wujiu's eyes, "You look a lot like your mother, I've been suspicious since the moment I saw you."
An Wujiu wanted to ask him too many questions, but for a moment, those thousands of questions seemed to be tangled into a ball of cotton wool, stuck in his heart.
"They all said you were dead, I thought I was mistaken."
In the end, it was Yang Ce who spoke first.
"Dead?" An Wujiu looked puzzled like an uninjured child.
"Yes. That's what the news reported." Yang Ce can still recall An Congnan's appearance when he was arrested, "It is said that your mother killed you and your sister, so she was arrested and put in a mental hospital. I didn't expect you to be alive."
An Wujiu lowered his eyes and asked him in a low voice: "Then how did my mother kill us in the report?"
"The police found an old car with broken brakes at the bottom of the lake on the cliff. The owner of that car was your mother, and she had a previous record of arson. Although the body was not found, the DNA of you and your sister was in the car. and a girl’s shoe, the police judged her intentional homicide and arrested her.”
This sounds like a whole game.
An Wujiu tried his best to calm down his heart and calm down, but all kinds of conspiracies kept popping up in his mind, and he couldn't control it.
In the end, he could only raise his head and question Yang Ce, "Then how did you know them? Aren't you a researcher of Chauvin?"
Yang Ce didn't deny it, "Have you forgotten? Your father is also, and he has a higher rank and is in charge of more confidential projects."
"But he died." An Wujiu said.
Yang Ce looked at him and felt that he was too cruel. An Wujiu seemed to be different from what he thought, he didn't seem to know many things that happened in the past.
"Yes, many people responsible for that human innovation plan are dead."
The sound of wind and snow outside the window made the room feel more and more lonely.
Shen Ti looked at An Wujiu quietly, feeling that the memories and pressure accumulated during this period of time almost forced out another part of him that had calmed down.
"So you don't know what they are responsible for?" An Wujiu still held back all his emotions and continued to ask.
Yang Ce wasn't sure if he could say that much to him, but facing An Wujiu, he felt some pity in his heart, "What I know is that this project is aimed at an extreme situation, and the harm to human life Transformation, but so far, it seems that there is only one successful experimental subject."
Shen Ti asked curiously, "What extreme situation?"
Yang Ce paused, "Like I said, I'm not that clear. But before this project started, something happened that left a deep impression on me."
That was more than ten years ago.
At that time, because of the gap between social classes, in order to stabilize those middle and low class people, those multinational companies continued to use the low-level fun of the virtual world to stimulate them, so as to achieve the purpose of resource and class solidification. They have long been accustomed to this. But at that time, a small virtual game called "Call of the Old Testament" suddenly appeared.
The so-called Old Testament is not the Bible, but an old ancient book. The content of the game is also very simple, similar to some kind of decryption game with low difficulty, if you find a way to open the book and read it, you can get a lot of game incentives.
None of them expected that this little game would sweep the entire American continent, and even the whole world, all at once.
It was also at that time that the crime rate in the world soared, people suddenly fell into hatred and killing, and crazy extreme emotions spread.
"Many people who were arrested at the time shouted, 'The real master is back', so the government joined forces with some companies, including Chauvin's researchers, to launch an investigation. As far as I know, that plan was after this incident unfolded."
After hearing this, An Wujiu was even more convinced that the so-called human innovation plan was to obtain stronger and more stable human beings through technological means and spiritual stimulation, and to popularize the plan in order to realize it under this indescribable spiritual ravages. Human self-preservation.
"Whether these are true, including how they define success, I tried to understand, but I didn't get any definitive data, and I don't even have a list of experimental subjects. If you are interested, the only one who knows about this matter is Chauvin Russell, the executive director of the project, after all, he initiated the project, and your father is the core researcher."
"Russell..." An Wujiu always felt that this name was very familiar.
Seeing An Wujiu's reaction, Yang Ce confirmed his guess, "You should have heard his name, after all, he is the biggest investor in the game Sanctuary."
Shen Ti suddenly felt that something was wrong. The driving force behind a so-called secret project to transform human beings happened to be the backer behind the altar.
The two probably have a lot to do with each other.
Coupled with the mysterious organization that Yang Erci said was investigating the altar, it was clearly a confrontation between various forces, he didn't want An Wujiu to be involved, it would be very difficult just to survive in the altar.
"Understood." An Wujiu was very grateful to get this information from him, "Thank you."
He is also convinced that Yang Ce is not the core layer of the human innovation plan, otherwise he would not be able to behave so naturally in front of him.
An Wujiu thought that he might be the "successful" experimental subject.
If it is, then he will at least be scarce, and the person who put him into the altar is probably the person behind the project.
How ironic, it is clear that his father was the core member of this project during his lifetime, and he devoted himself to the research in order to fight against the returning "Lord" that the lunatics said, but after his death, the research project no longer belonged to him, even his children Also fall victim to this plan.
Up to now, from his body to his spirit to his memory, everything is fragmented, and he can't even remember the names of his father and sister.
Their family is the real sacrifice, for the so-called survival of all mankind.
It has been snowing here for several days and nights, and the city of water that is completely frozen is not half as cold as An Wujiu's heart.
"No fault."
When An Wujiu was about to leave, Yang Ce stopped him, with the tone and gesture of an elder.
An Wujiu turned his head and looked at him.
Looking at the child in front of him, Yang Ce really thought of the gentle and beautiful woman before, and thought of his father. They were the two most compatible people he had ever seen.
"Did you change your name yourself, or did your mother change it?"
An Wujiu was stunned.
"I didn't have that name before?"
Yang Ce nodded as a matter of course. He exchanged it for a cigarette, lit it with a lighter and put it to his lips. He tended to be An Congnan's reformer, but felt it was unnecessary.
"Your father also discussed this with me. He said solemnly that he actually wanted you to take the surname An Congnan, because her surname has a better meaning, but limited by the traditions of the patriarchal society, even your mother's surname It's not exactly her last name... He said a lot, and I interrupted him to tell me what my son's name is."
Yang Ce gave a rare smile, "He only joined the group later, and told me that he mixed his surname with his wife's and named you Shen An, and your nickname is An An."
When An Wujiu heard these words, suddenly, some memories flooded him like sea water.
He remembered that his father's name was Shen Siyuan, and that he could not fall asleep as a child after his father's death. He silently recited a mantra that his mother regarded as taboo, and called out that "he". My childhood self has fallen into madness, regards "him" as my only friend, and tells me what I am afraid of, what I like, and what I hate.
He even wrote to him, writing the word "Vigil" on the ground with his fingers.
[This is what my dad taught me, he told me to be careful no matter what I do, so that I don't make mistakes. ]
[Can you understand what I write? This is my name, my surname is Shen... read the word on the right. ]
An Wujiu's eye sockets were extremely sore.
It turned out that even his name came from himself.
[This is my favorite word. ]