Shen Kong lit a cigarette.
The white smoke was like an unpredictable piece of silk, curling upwards into the night sky. A scarlet spark flashed brightly or darkly between his fingers, like an ambiguous eye, emerging from the deep darkness. Watching quietly.
Shen Kong held the filter in his mouth and took a shallow sip.
The stimulating and pungent taste of nicotine slipped into the throat, circulated in the lungs before being spit out, turning into dissipating clouds and slowly dispersing in the cold and dry air.
The lit tobacco shone brightly, giving his deeply contoured profile a hint of popularity.
The windows were open, and the night breeze came slowly from a distance, blowing the curtains in a gentle arc.
Shen Kong was barefoot and sat on his knees facing the window, squinting his eyes and looking at the dark night sky.
His figure seemed to be a sharp dividing line, with an icy abyss on one side. The twinkling starry sky and the boundless darkness mixed and stirred into a deep vortex. The icy wind slowly rose from the bottom of the abyss, blowing his body. On the other side is a completely unfamiliar room, a completely unfamiliar layout, and an unknown owner's name.
Shen Kong turned his face slightly and glanced into the room.
Although only the vague outlines of furniture and a corner of the bed could be seen in the dark room, the even breathing coming from the silence revealed the presence of another person.
Shen Kong half-closed his eyes with an unpredictable expression and quietly blew out a smoke ring, but there was a softness in his eyes that he didn't even notice.
At this moment, a familiar mechanical buzz sounded in my ears, and the sound of the system was intermittent with the fluctuating current sound, which seemed a bit distant:
"Hey, the unknown fluctuation detected has disappeared. Are you sure the correction officer will return to the main system space?"
Shen Kong lightly dusted off the cigarette ashes, raised his head and leaned against the wall. The arc of his jaw extended and undulated, sinking into his collar. He did not answer directly, but just sneered softly.
The system's voice sounded a little urgent, and then asked again:
"Are the correction officers sure to return to the main system space?"
"Why are you asking me?"
Shen Kong held the filter in his mouth, with a somewhat cynical expression on his face: "Did you ask me for my opinion on any previous transmissions? Why did you suddenly change your gender this time?"
The system was silent.
But the subtle sizzling sound of electricity still echoed in Shen Kong's ears, indicating that it was not offline.
Shen Kong half lowered his eyes: "Since you don't speak, let me speak. When you sent me into this world, these small worlds have gradually escaped your control, so that I could have played You, God, have been gradually excluded from these worlds that were previously regarded as books by you, and the decision-making power is no longer in your hands, is it?”
Before he was transported into this world, these small worlds originally evolved from novels had gradually stopped accepting corrections from higher planes, so the studio was forced to absorb characters from novels from other secondary planes. characters, sign temporary contracts with them, and enter the small world to complete tasks.
For such a long time, Shen Kong could clearly feel that the coercive force to correct the world line was gradually weakening.
When he first entered this world, the forced correction of the world line could even surpass common sense and physics. After he clearly confirmed that the kidnapper had lost the ability to fight, he could still get up and give Han Li a shot, not only in terms of common sense. , it cannot be explained even logically, and the only purpose is to force the world line back to the original plot. However, as time goes by, coupled with Shen Kong’s chaotic style of not accepting the system’s arrangements, this situation has become even more intensified. This kind of change happened, so in the later period, even if Shen Kong made great changes to the plot line, the coercive force that appeared at the beginning never had the same effect as the first time.
Those small worlds that originally belonged to the studio are no longer peaceful and obedient, but have gradually developed and enriched their own operating trajectories, and even gradually escaped from control and become a self-contained entity.
Shen Kong: "Perhaps I can boldly guess that the so-called "world line" or "plot" is the baseline for establishing a small world. Their thin and bloody story lines and character settings all rely on the so-called "world line" or "plot". The original novels are promoted, even if they are unreasonable, they can be fully accepted by the world. Because they are new and incomplete, they can only rely on this baseline that was implanted in their early stages of development. But as it It is undergoing self-improvement and self-correction in its operation and development, and the original baseline that was full of loopholes is no longer applicable, and it is gradually evolving in a more logical direction.”
Shen Kong leaned against the wall in a relaxed posture, staring at the boundless and silent night sky, and stated his guess unhurriedly.
His thinking is clear and methodical:
"And this kind of evolution absolutely cannot happen in a very short period of time. It requires enough time to learn from experience and gradually give birth to the world's own will. In addition, your studio makes money through immersive experiences and live broadcasts. Business model, can I assume that the world line of every world in your hands has been reset more than once... Including the world I once stayed in, they are all fictional novels in your eyes, and you are them? The onlooker and God from above are like a novel, so close it and read it again. After one person has finished reading it, lend it to the second person - everyone in the world is your entertainment tool, but you didn't expect it. What’s interesting is that the world line can be reset, and the plot and characters can be brought back to the original point, but the world itself remembers nothing.”
After being transported to the studio and placed under countless monitors, Shen Kong had been thinking about this issue.
While he was being observed and speculated, he was also quietly observing and speculating on the other party, silently and calmly analyzing the behemoth in front of him who held his life in his hands. He was either consciously or unconsciously exposed to the situation through the studio. The operation method in front of him was speculation and judgment on the operating mechanism that was deeply hidden under the calm surface. He quietly pieced together the fragments bit by bit in his mind, and finally formed a complete logical chain that could justify itself.
the other side of the screen.
The master controller silently stared at the picture coming from the monitor. The edges of the picture were mottled and worn. Many flickering snowflakes flashed on the screen, seeming to be suffering from signal failure. The movement of the picture was half a beat slower than the audio. , this was the first time he had encountered this kind of out-of-synchronization of audio and video since he took office, but the other party's voice still came through the loudspeaker so clearly. That person who was supposed to be a low-dimensional character in the novel, at this moment It made him feel cold all over.
But there was nothing he could do.
Due to Han Li's sudden and extreme act of suicide, it threatened the trajectory of the entire small world and caused a chain reaction, forcing the studio to release Shen Kong's body into the small world. This time they did not even have time to find him. With their temporary identities, their current interference with the small world has been further weakened. Now being able to obtain images and audio from it is already the best result that can only be achieved after the entire studio has been forced to run for several days. What he is most afraid of now is whether the other party will Found another one…
As if to confirm his conjecture, the man's voice came from the loudspeaker in the main control room at this moment. It was calm, rational, and coherent, but it slowly slid up his back like a snake spitting out letters:
"-Furthermore, according to my impression, as long as the mission fails, the temporary contract between me and the studio will be invalidated, right?"
"And before I accepted the long-term contract, you put me back into the world..."
"So, there is no contract between us anymore, is there?"
The other party's emotionless voice was like a shining silver scalpel, accurately peeling off the skin texture, cutting blood vessels and nerves, exposing Sen Bai's truth:
"Then why did you ask that question?"
""Is the corrector sure to return to the main system space?"... Tsk." Shen Kong repeated it lightly, and then sneered coldly. The gentle smacking sound passed through the loudspeaker and was accurately transmitted to the main control In the room, one could not help but feel a chill on the back.
"The current situation has long been beyond your control. You can't take me away from this world at all. The reason why you ask this question is just to keep this reality show live."
"According to the information I have obtained in your world, it seems that my live broadcast is still very popular with you. You gave me this choice because you want to see me make a decision to stay for "love" Isn’t it a good choice? Then continue to monitor?”
Shen Kong spoke slowly and leisurely, and every word was sharp and piercing to the heart.
The master controller stared at the screen flashing with snowflakes, and suddenly noticed with some horror that Shen Kong's lips were actually moving - I don't know when he started to no longer talk to the system in his mind, but He actually said it openly!
Whether what the correction officer says to the system in his mind or what he actually says will be truthfully fed back, the audience in the live broadcast room can only see and hear what the correction officer actually says, and due to the delay in the data screen, In addition, Shen Kong's "hypothesis" was so thorough and precise that the controller was so distracted that he didn't even notice that he started speaking out the inferences he made at some point -
Sweat broke out on the forehead of the controller. He jumped up from his seat in panic, his voice trembled and even broke:
"Quick! Turn off the live broadcast! Cut off the data source!"
But it's too late.
Everything has been broadcast live.
When the company was conducting scientific research and development and going public, the focus of its promotion was "realistic, safe, and risk-free immersive experience." All viewers regarded the experience they sold and the live broadcast as a virtual world, a novel, and a All the characters and environments in Illusion are constructed from words in their world, so they can be enjoyed guilt-free.
The previous incident of exclusion of people from higher planes in the small world was consciously concealed by them. In the name of opening up a new business, they interrupted the registration for the immersive experience. They put a person who is also a character in the novel as a corrector into the small world. Among them, live broadcasts were conducted to attract viewers. During this period of time, their builders worked overtime to reconnect and maintain the small world, trying to reopen the passage between the two planes.
Shen Kong was actually voted in.
He himself is a popular character in a small world, and he is also one of the most popular targets. This time he was put into another small world and interacted with another popular villain, making this character originally just to deceive others. The attention of the live broadcast soared, and even the company's stock price rose accordingly. The controller then made a decision:
Keep Shen Kong and sign him as a formal employee of the studio, and at the same time develop new entertainment projects in which characters from different small worlds interact.
Unexpectedly, these two low-level characters actually had a sense of resistance. Han Li's self-destructive tendency directly led to the complete collapse of the main plot line of his world, while Shen Kong was not only He found loopholes in the company's calculated plans and escaped, and even in turn affected the company's true interests, which were at a high level and should have suffered no losses.
-The most frightening thing is that because it was an important moment for the two to confess their true feelings, the number of people in the live broadcast room reached the highest level in history.
The controller slumped down on the chair, feeling that his back was already soaked with cold sweat.
He could almost see what tomorrow would bring.
The numerous media outlets that had already focused on the company were like sharks after seeing the smell of blood, and they tried to tear off a piece of flesh from their bodies. And those human rights organizations that were eyeing the company finally had an excuse to criticize the company verbally. As for those who were already Competitors with malicious intentions are even better at fishing in troubled waters and want to grab more market share from them...
And the scariest thing is their supporters.
Consumers who originally thought they were just having fun in the virtual world have been burdened with heavy moral baggage. They will definitely regard themselves as victims and criticize the company in order to comfort themselves, ignoring that it is their existence. The curiosity-seeking mentality gave birth to this industry, and fans of those characters will respond even more. After all, no one would want the character they really love to be a real person who is squeezed and controlled by the company, and their love and pursuit of the character will definitely transform into Endless hatred for the company.
As the focus of many forces and the object of venting consumers' hatred, the company will inevitably become the target of public criticism.
The controller closed his eyes in despair. After all, he was just a high-level employee who observed, monitored, and controlled the small world. Faced with such a huge crisis that threatened the entire company, he really did not have the ability to deal with it.
He took a deep breath and pressed the alarm button on the desktop.
The hazard cursor symbolizing the highest level flashed and lit up. This was the second time since the company was founded that it lit up.
Once because of Han Li, and once because of Shen Kong.
The entire pale control center was illuminated by red light, including the huge screen in front of the controller that almost filled the entire wall.
Although the live broadcast has been cut off, the picture in the highest frame of the screen has not disappeared.
In the scene filled with snowflakes, Shen Kong still had the same careless expression, without any consciousness of making a surprising move, as if he had just brushed off a trace of soot or blown away a floating cloud.
He put out the cigarette butt, shook the ashes from his clothes, then put down his long bent legs and stepped into the darkness.
Shen Kong stood by the bed, his eyes that had long been accustomed to the darkness slightly narrowed, and he stared down at the bulging outline of the bed. The other person's breathing was still steady and even, as if he had not been awakened by him, but Shen Kong was. You know, Han Li woke up as soon as he spoke.
This reminded him of what happened a long time ago.
In the dirty basement filled with the smell of disinfectant, Han Li, who had just undergone surgery, was lying on the bed, his face as pale as the sheets. At that time, he could not control his breathing rate and body movements. The moment Shen Kong touched him, he revealed the fact that he was awake.
This was the second time he pretended to sleep in front of Shen Kong.
The last time, Shen Kong lifted his quilt.
This time, Shen Kong rolled on the bed and took Han Li into his arms with the quilt.
- Facts have proved that Han Li's ability to pretend to be asleep has not improved at all in the past twenty years.
The moment he was touched, Han Li's calmness and calmness were burst like a soap bubble, and his true and clumsy self was instantly exposed. He was helpless and stiff in Shen Kong's arms.
Shen Kong groped in the darkness and reached into his quilt. The other person's skin was like a steamer, hot and hot.
The muscles were tense, as if they were tense for something.
Shen Kong smashed his chin on Han Li's shoulder, and his deep voice sent hot air behind his ears: "You have actually thought of a way out for a long time, right?"
Han Li is a natural strategist.
Whether it is laying lines, layout, arranging troops, or closing the net, we strive to see the opponent's hundreds of steps, to calculate all the traps, and to calculate all strategies.
He has always been a shrewd and calm person, setting up a dragnet and taking all kinds of dangerous moves just to bring Shen Kong back into the world. It is impossible to set up a dead end for himself. After getting what he wanted, he plunged them into despair. A passive situation where people are available and have nowhere to go.
Since Han Li had already thought about how to die, he must have thought about how to live.
The aura of Shen Kong enveloped Han Li, making him unable to pretend to sleep any longer.
He stiffened up in panic, and subconsciously reached out to hold Shen Kong's arm across his waist. Han Li's fingertips were cold and trembling, and his words were pale, but he tried his best to stay calm:
"I didn't mean to lie to you... I just..."
He just...
In fear.
He was afraid that after the crisis was resolved, Shen Kong would turn around and leave without any regrets as before, disappearing without a trace again.
Therefore, Han Li concealed it and only held on to the meager hope that Shen Kong could be kept a little longer before the crisis was resolved...
He was nervously standing on the edge of the cliff, but he didn't know if he could expect the other party to stop for a moment.
Shen Kong's heart suddenly softened.
He held Han Li's fingers with his backhand and gently comforted him:
"Shh, I know."
Shen Kong tightened his arms and lowered his head to place a gentle kiss on the back of Han Li's neck.
Han Li shivered from being burned.
He was at a loss for a moment.
It's like a person who is used to being hungry is suddenly hit on the head by a huge cake without warning, as if the treasure he has been craving for many years is suddenly stuffed into his arms. The shiny surface illuminates his frightened face, and he is helpless and helpless. Dare to use force, for fear that the phantom will be damaged, broken into pieces, and scattered all over the ground.
Han Li's eyes turned red without warning, and then he clenched his teeth with restraint - the bitter green grass breath was mixed with the sweet citrus fragrance of shower gel, which was warmed by body temperature and slowly penetrated into the air around Han Li. middle.
It's as if every time you breathe, you can keep a part of the other person in your body.
He breathed with nostalgia and cherishment, as if he was afraid that if he took too much, his surroundings would become a desolate vacuum.
Shen Kong asked patiently:
"Did you hear everything just now?"
Han Li hesitated for a second and nodded in the darkness.
"Don't you have anything to ask?"
Whether it is his behavior of talking to himself in the dark, or the huge amount of information mixed in those soliloquies, it will probably make people full of questions and difficult to digest.
Han Li shook his head.
He didn't hesitate at all this time.
Han Li tightened his grip on Shen Kong's forearm and turned his head with some difficulty on the pillow, his dark eyes shining brightly in the darkness.
His voice was low and hoarse, with unquestionable certainty: "If you want to say something, I will listen. It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, I don't care."
Whether your existence is non-human or supernatural, your arrival is intentional or unintentional.
—As long as it’s you, I’ll accept it.
Shen Kong understood the implication of Han Li's words.
He laughed lowly, and his strong chest shook slightly with his laughter. The same numbness and trembling was transmitted to Han Li's body:
"I'll tell you when I have time."
… It’s a promise.
A promise that encompasses the future and infinite possibilities.
Han Li also understood.
In the quiet vast darkness, I don’t know who came forward. Hot lips and hot lips were pressed together. The gentle breath flowed between the lips and teeth. Their forehead touched their forehead, the tip of their nose rubbed against the tip of their nose, and their chest touched each other. Chest.
One heart slowly matched the beating rhythm of another heart.
it is more than words.
—the end—
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