It was a small oval pendant. The material seemed to be silver. In addition to the brown color formed by years of neglect, there were also many black and red marks that were difficult to erase. It looked like it could not be cleaned. It was old blood, and the thin chain had been cut off by external force. Several links were broken at the gap, and now it is impossible to connect it.
Item name: Broken silver pendant
Level: unknown
Launch type: None
Cooling time: none
Attack power: unknown
Effect: unknown
Equipment level: 1
Prop introduction: A broken silver pendant, if you use it to pay for groceries at the market, you might get beaten up by the boss and kicked out.
"This is..." Wen Zheliu looked at it carefully and then looked at the attributes of the item. He Qin reminded: "I found it in the grass beside the road."
An idea flashed in Wen Zheliu's mind, and he suddenly remembered something, and suddenly said: "By the way, I remembered it! You were pinned to the ground by that eyeless monster before, and I stabbed its forearm with a knife. At that time , I seem to have cut something metallic!"
He Qin took the pendant from his hand and gently turned it on his fingertips a few times. "So, this thing is originally hung on the monster..."
He glanced at it for a few times, then suddenly stretched out the thumb of his other hand and clicked on the pendant. He heard a "click" and the pendant was opened by him.
"Huh?" Wen Zheliu was surprised and hurriedly got closer to take a closer look. Although the pendant was small, there was a mystery hidden inside. "Is this a... photo frame pendant?"
He Qin remained silent, looking at the old yellowed photos inside. It seems to be a bust of a girl. Due to the passage of time, the photo has faded to white, with only a thin layer of crispy brown remaining on the edge. However, despite this, Wen Zheliu can still see that the The girl has fair complexion and curly light golden hair.
Looking at it now, its properties have become different again.
Prop name: Broken silver photo frame pendant
Level: unknown
Launch type: None
Cooling time: none
Attack power: unknown
Effect: unknown
Equipment level: 1
Prop introduction: A damaged silver photo frame pendant. Time flies and the beauty in the painting is no longer clear. Take it to the market to pay for food, and maybe the boss will be interested in asking you about the story behind it.
"...What the hell! You can't get past the idea of buying vegetables at the wet market, right!" Wen Zheliu suppressed his desire to complain and looked at the translucent writing floating in the air with disgust.
"Anyway, this is really an antique of some age," He Qin stood up, went to the tray Du Zijun sent and dug out gauze and disinfectant alcohol, and said, "wipe it, maybe we can see the owner. name."
Hearing that Zheliu had been injured before, He Qin didn't let him do anything. Instead, he sat aside and carefully wiped the blood stains and stains on it with gauze dipped in alcohol. He wiped it for a long time before he could faintly see the stains on the polished shell. Saw a string of letters.
"Hill..." He Qin squinted his eyes and recognized each word word by word, "Hill, the surname of the owner of the pendant."
"Could it be Marian's pendant?" Wen Zheliu guessed, "Or is it a pendant belonging to her family? In short, the girl in the photo is blond, and the hostess of the cabin is also blond. There must be something between the two. relation."
He Qin handed the pendant to him: "You keep it for now. We'll go down and ask questions later. I'll give you some medicine now."
"Oh." Wen Zheliu held the pendant and followed the instructions and lay on the bed. Since the Uncanny Valley has set up a threshold for minors to be prohibited from entering - although this restriction is now a virtual reality due to the intervention of the Holy Sisters - the degree of realism is also strived to be extreme. It is not similar to the scene in the survival world where the player explodes into white light upon death. It will happen. The tragic scene Wen Zheliu and the others saw before will be a common scene in their future game life.
In this case, the player's synchronization rate in the Uncanny Valley will also be adjusted to 100%. Therefore, the pain that Wen Zheliu and He Qin felt when they were injured, and the tremendous pain that Lu Hai and Lin Fangfei suffered before they died are all consistent with the real world. There is no difference. For players, it is real and inescapable.
He Qin put Wen Zheliu's coat aside and carefully lifted his shirt. Wen Zheliu had slender limbs, fair skin, and a handsome profile on half of his face. He had a kind of beauty between a boy and a young man. But now, a large purple-red bruise opened on his back, and it fell on He Qin's eyes felt very dazzling.
"Just bear with it." He Qin looked at the effect of the wound medicine. He first warmed it in the palm of his hand, then held his thin and strong waist and massaged it repeatedly, using circular motions with his strong thumb to open up the wet spots. Potion. Wen Zheliu gritted his teeth and let out intermittent moans from his throat. He Qin's palms were so hot that the moment they touched his naked skin, he almost subconsciously jumped up his upper body.
"Does it hurt?" Hearing the sweat on Zheliu's forehead, and a layer of fine beads of sweat gradually forming on his back, He Qin lowered his voice to a low and hazy voice, comforting him in a coaxing tone, "You'll be fine soon. Come on, be good.”
Wen Zheliu took a breath. Although it was uncomfortable, his physical strength and health were indeed rising at a rapid rate. He thought for a moment and asked, "Brother, your dog tag..."
"I would like to ask what use my dog tag is to the Holy Sister?" He Qin continued, "Baby, turn over and be careful."
"Is it okay to say this in the uncanny valley?"
"It's okay," He Qin said in a relaxed tone, "From the moment she brought you here and tried to deceive you, you have been under her surveillance. It doesn't matter whether the secret is leaked or not."
"You know about this?" Wen Zheliu was a little surprised.
He Qin smiled: "Of course I know. I also know that Baobao is very smart, so I turned her around once."
"What's the use of going against the routine once? She just threw her here." Wen Zheliu was a little depressed, "I don't know what the outside world is like..."
He Qin pondered for a moment: "At first, she held me hostage just to use me as a bargaining chip to negotiate with n-star, so as to gain time to fully take over the Uncanny Valley. But now she wants my dog tag, I'm afraid it's for my sake in Nova. the authority of the city.”
"Permissions." Wen Zheliu muttered and repeated.
"Here, turn over here." He Qin said, "Yes, I have permission. The dog tag is a very useful key item. It contains all my personal information, just like a token or an ancient military talisman. So, in The moment you bring it into this world, I can feel you and come to you through it.”
"My uncle He Huaizhou is not only the chief designer of the 23rd century Nova City, but also the general person in charge of the Uncanny Valley. The concept, structure, rules of Nova City... everything was proposed by our ancestors two centuries ago, and was used in It was continuously improved in the following two centuries. By the time of my uncle's tenure, the centralized management method was no longer suitable for the current model of Nova City. If you compare it to a door, this door could only be opened by adelaide. Open it, uncle can open it, so now, it’s..."
"You can open it too?" Wen Zheliu deduced.
"Thirteen directors, including me, can open it, and the dog tag is my door key." He Qin smiled slightly, "The thirteen of us are jokingly called the 'House of Lords' within N Company."
Wen Zheliu was stunned for a moment and tried his best to search for this concept in his mind: "What an ancient institutional name."
"The opposite is the Board of Directors of the House of Commons," He Qin said lightly, "Of course, I will tell you this in detail another day. The authority of the House of Lords is exactly what the Holy Sister needs now. After I was kidnapped by her to the uncanny valley, Twelve seconds later, the Skynet system of Nova City discovered my abnormal state. At that time, it should be around 8:20 pm on July 29."
"From eight o'clock in the afternoon to the early morning of the same day... So the person who called me at that time was not you anymore?!" Wen Zheliu was suddenly shocked, "Not only did she impersonate you, but she also spent just five hours , completely and completely expelled all administrators and took over the entire uncanny valley!"
"Yes," He Qin took advantage of his attention being attracted by the conversation and slowly increased the strength of his hands. "She pretended to be me just to lure you and take away the dog tag in your hand. The horror at that time The valley is still under the supervision of Nova City. It is almost impossible to break into the protective network of Nova City from the outside and seize control of the Uncanny Valley. Even the Trojan program developed by n-star itself cannot be completed. It couldn't be done, but the Holy Sister chose to break through from within... "
"The difficulty suddenly dropped."
"That's right," He Qin smiled bitterly, "Your brother has become her key."
"To this day, we still don't know what she wants and what her ultimate goal is," He Qin said. "But according to my guess, 'only players who have cleared the game can return to the real world' is what n-star can achieve. The biggest result is that the world's best psychologists, negotiators, and top programmers in the industry who were sent out... have all been defeated by her."
"Why?" Wen Zheliu was very confused, "Company N is her creator. Isn't your understanding of her enough to determine the outcome of the negotiation?"
"Because she is a growth-type intelligent life, baby." He Qin said word by word, "She learns lessons from failures and experiences from successes. As long as the first person underestimates the strength of her intelligence, he will be defeated by her." Once you get out of the battle, a mark will be drawn on this piece of white paper to complete the leap from 0 to 1."
Wen Zheliu immediately thought of something: "In that case, she and I..."
"The victory you won will never be replicated a second time with her." He Qin whispered, "Next time, she will know more, her grasp of personality will be more perfect, she will be more perfect, and it will be even more difficult to defeat. .”
Wen Zheliu frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.
He Qin finished pressing the button and heard that Zheliu's survival stamina was close to full. He Qin fixed his shirt and helped him sit up. When Wen Zheliu stood up, his whole body was stiff, and he couldn't help but use his hands to support him, but accidentally pressed it on the other party's thigh.
"Ah, right..."
He suddenly froze.
An unnatural blush appeared on He Qin's face. Seeing Wen Zheliu, he withdrew his hand as if he was electrocuted. He was silent for a moment and said, "Go down and eat."
The two of them walked out of the room one after another and went downstairs to eat at the long table.
Wen Zheliu was calm on the surface, but actually he was panicking inside. He kept thinking wildly, and he forgot all about what He Qin had just said to him.
What's going on? Could it be that He Qin is also gay
He Qin called him darling and loved him like a younger brother. He had thought before that this kind of love without any reason seemed too inexplicable, but this man was like a lazy wild leopard who went his own way. Its fangs and claws can kill anyone, but it only treats itself with tenderness and protection. This kind of special treatment made Wen Zheliu feel an unparalleled sense of security, so when the flames of questioning "why He Qin was so good to him" arose, he spontaneously and timidly put them out.
So... is he gay
No, no, no, in fact, it may be a normal reaction of a straight man. Aren’t men just such creatures? They can get hard when going to the toilet, walking, riding in a car, and they can also get hard when they see the Hello Kitty 300th Anniversary Edition doll figure on the road... uh , but there is also a kind of straight man who, when seeing a beautiful girl with white stockings and a cabinet of Gundam models, chooses to scold the beautiful girl, "Get out of here, you damn woman, you're blocking my view of Gundam"...
His thoughts flew further and further, the little Wen Zheliu waving its wings, wandering back and forth between the stars in the universe and the doll Gundam, trying his best to figure out whether He Qin was a straight man or not.
"What are you thinking about?" He Qin gently rubbed his ears, "Look at the road and be careful not to fall."
After a pause, he added: "Your brother is a straight man, don't think too much about it."
Snapped! With an arrow piercing his heart, Xiao Wenzheliu fell from the stars in the universe into a mountain of glossy and cold Gundam models, and disappeared in an instant.
"Oh." Wen Zheliu bowed his head honestly, a huge sense of loss enveloped his whole body, his sky was covered with dark clouds, and the little sun no longer shined, "... Okay, I understand."
"You..." He Qin looked at him, as if he understood something at that moment, but seeing the long table close at hand, he turned and said, "Let's talk after dinner."
At the dinner table, Marianne prepared a large portion of hot mashed potatoes and white bread with vegetable soup for each of them. In the warm candlelight and the steaming heat of the food, everyone's uneasy feeling was diluted. A lot. Marian sat in the main seat, with a rare relaxed smile on her thin face. She was about to speak when a male player named Bai Hao was so hungry that he shouted excitedly: "I Let’s start!” He took a spoon to dig out the mashed potatoes and put it into his mouth.
Marianne was startled. He Qin's eyes were sharp, and a stone popped out quickly and hit Bai Hao's wrist neatly. He immediately let out an "ouch" and the spoon suddenly fell from his hand and hit the plate.
"I'm sorry," He Qin smiled at Marianne, "My companion is just too hungry. He didn't mean to offend. Please say a prayer of thanks first."
Bai Hao moved his wrist quietly under the dining table and glared at He Qin angrily, but he did not dare to say anything due to the threat of his powerful strength. Marian smiled and stretched out her hands towards both sides of the dining table. The other players were still unaware, but He Qin had already whispered an order: "Hold your hands and lower your head."
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Confused, everyone held each other's hands, as if gathered in a circle at a table, and then bowed their heads, hearing Marianne murmur: "The poor will be fed and filled, and those who seek the Lord will praise him; Their souls will have eternal life..."
Wen Zheliu said to He Qin: Is this the Christian prayer before meals
He Qin nodded and replied: This ancient custom ceased to be popular more than a hundred years ago.
After the pre-dinner prayers, someone occasionally spoke in a low voice at the table, mostly the sounds of chewing food and drinking soup. Wen Zheliu thought about it for a while, then leaned closer to He Qin's ear and asked, "Where did you get the stone?"
He Qin smiled slightly, with a rare childishness in his smile, which made Wen Zheliu's heart beat loudly: "It came from your clothes."
After dinner, Marianne announced her tasks and rewards on this dining table.
She said: "The torches are placed in the storage room. Only two people are needed to watch the night every night. After tonight, I have a few candle holders here. If you want to use them, please use them."
Mu Tuo frowned and said nothing.
Wen Zheliu suddenly interjected: "Miss Marian, it's been so long and I still haven't asked for your full name. Can you tell us?"
Marian glanced at him inexplicably and replied: "marryann... marryann·hill."
After Marianne finished speaking, she said good night to everyone, turned around and went upstairs to rest while holding the candlestick. Since the only NPC present had left, everyone no longer had to worry about the participation value. When her footsteps disappeared with the sound of a door closing, Finally, Wen Zheliu said, "Then let's allocate the night patrol tasks... and then share the intelligence we have collected."