"...So," after listening to Xie Yuanyuan's description, Mu Tuo frowned, "This matter was purely initiated by Xiong Lin first. Although Brother He Qin killed someone, it was a bit excessive, but..."
Wen Zheliu endured it again and again before swallowing the words "He is the traitor".
"Those who hate the beginning will hate the end." He Qin said calmly and calmly, "Since he has done this, it means he has chosen his own ending. What can others do to fight for him?"
Du Zijun nodded and said: "Yes, even if he doesn't die, the remaining people will be harmed by him. What's the use of keeping such a person? Are you waiting for him to trick you?"
Ke Wenyan was so angry that he was shaking all over. He said in disbelief: "I can't believe you are still people in a civilized society. What's wrong? Can you throw away the education you have received in the past few decades after you have only been here for a few days?" ?! He is a life, a living life! How can you kill him at will? Even if he is guilty of any crime, can't you bring him back and give him a decent death?!"
At the end of his speech, his tone was choked with sobs, and he was on the verge of losing control. It seemed that the sight of his companions being eaten alive by inhuman monsters still cast an indelible shadow on him.
Wen Zheliu was a little surprised. He was no longer sure whether Ke Wenyan was also one of the moles. If he is, then the emotional fluctuations he is showing at this moment are undoubtedly extremely abnormal. What he should do now is to try his best to clear himself of suspicion and distance himself from Xiong Lin, so as not to make other players who find out the clues doubt him.
If he wasn't... then the current situation would be much more complicated and more reasonable. Whether you say he values human rights, whether you say he became good friends with Xiong Lin in just two days, or whether you say he is too weak and can't stand the cruel scene, there are all valid explanations.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but let out a breath and felt a bit of undue compassion.
"...What do you mean by that?" A faint voice came from next to the seat. He turned around and saw that it was Zhou Qing.
"When I was in trouble the day before yesterday, did someone come out to help me?" Zhou Qing slowly straightened up from the sofa and stared directly at Ke Wenyan, his black and crystal eyes dimmed under the dancing candlelight, as if they were tumbling. Holding something, "Have you ever thought that I am a human being and shouldn't die in such embarrassment and in tears
No one answered, Ke Wenyan tilted his head slightly, while Bai Hao opened his eyes wide, as if he didn't know what she was talking about.
Zhou Qing suddenly changed his color, like a volcano erupting in an instant: "What on earth is going on with you people! You only treat yourself and your friends as human beings. Not only do you turn a blind eye to the suffering of others, but you also find many high-sounding reasons and excuses for yourself. Excuses. But as soon as there is something unsatisfactory, you will quickly use a big hat to suppress others. How can you double standards so thoroughly? Tell me how you do it!!"
There was silence all around. Zhou Yao hugged Zhou Qing's body and gave her silent comfort.
At this moment, hearing that the willow tree broke suddenly brought happiness to his soul. Zhou Yao's words seemed to flash a bright electric light in his heart, making him wake up like a dream!
"You only treat yourselves and your friends as human beings"... Yes, to put it another way, this sentence can be understood as "You only treat yourselves and your friends as the same kind"!
At first, he was still doubting the innocence of these people, but wasn't their behavior the best illustration of the homogeneity and exclusiveness of the insiders? Ke Wenyan was sad and angry, Bai Hao was angry, Gao Xinghan looked lifeless and sad... different expressions, similar emotions, the painful light in the same eyes... plus Lu Hai and Lin Fangfei, who did not leave any traces in the system after their death, Wen Zheliu finally realized at this moment that these so-called "players" who had been with them day and night from the beginning of the game to the present were neither system arrangements nor spies. They were not human beings at all!
What are they, AI, ghosts, or eyeless monsters transformed into humans
His brain was running rapidly. He Qin on the side immediately noticed that he was trembling slightly. He didn't care about watching the monkey show here. He quickly and carefully took him up and said to everyone present: "I will kill Xiong Lin. Apart from the fact that he wants to push my brother down and attract monsters, there are other reasons. This reason is not personal, and you don’t need to know it now, but you should understand it by the day after tomorrow at the latest.”
After saying that, he took Wen Zheliu upstairs. When passing by Gao Xinghan, he smiled coldly and said, "If anyone is still not convinced, you can come to me directly. I will accompany you at any time."
Zhou Yao shrugged his shoulders. It had to be said that he and Zhou Qing were brother and sister after all. Even their irritating looks were exactly the same: "Is there anything else? If nothing else, let's go up and rest first."
Du Zijun yawned and turned to go upstairs. Xie Yuanyuan had already sneaked up quietly. The good old Mu Tuo looked left and right, and finally just sighed and said to the remaining three people: "Go to bed early and don't sleep too late. Recovering your strength is the most important thing.”
The spacious living room was empty. A gust of wind blew through the hall from nowhere, extinguishing the light of the candlestick. In the dark room, there were only three shadows standing silently, as cold as ghosts.
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As soon as Wen Zheliu entered the room, he couldn't hide his excitement and said to He Qin: "I know, I guessed their identities!"
He Qin's narrow peach blossom eyes widened slightly and he stared at him seriously, obviously waiting for what he would say next.
Wen Zheliu walked around the room several times and finally sorted out the chaotic thoughts in his mind. After thinking about it, he pushed He Qin down on the bed and sat down. He turned around and sat astride the chair under the desk. Above, he clasped his fingers and said to He Qin: "First, let's talk about Xiong Lin."
He Qin: "No."
"Among these people, Xiong Lin has the least reason to harm me, because he and I have never had any friction. On the contrary, Zhou Qing and Du Zijun, who have had disputes with him, are more dangerous. But why did he choose me? Because I It’s a key point.”
He considered it for a moment, "To be precise, because I am not the same person, you and I are tied together. Strictly speaking, you are the prop that I summoned, and the combined strength of you and me is the strongest among all the people." The highest point, if you remove me, you will also be ejected from this world, so this is actually a strategy to kill three birds with one stone: kill me, exclude you, and at the same time eliminate the strongest combat power among real players!"
"-So, from this perspective, Xiong Lin must be the mole."
He Qin nodded: "Continue."
Wen Zheliu hesitated for a moment and said: "Actually, my subsequent reasoning has no basis. Instead, it is based on intuition. It would be best if more reliable evidence could be found."
"I was very inspired by Zhou Qing's words downstairs just now. She said, 'You only treat yourself and your friends as human beings.' When I think of these people who are so truly angry and sad, I feel like this sentence The words can be completely replaced with, 'You only regard yourself and your friends as the same kind'."
He Qin's eyebrows moved slightly. He supported his chin with one hand and tapped his face a few times with his slender index finger: "You mean, the reason why they reacted so violently is because they lost their kind?"
"Yes." Wen Zheliu replied resolutely, "At first, I was still wondering why Lu Hai and Lin Fangfei were clearly dead but did not leave any traces in the system. I also guessed whether they were NPCs or not. They are spies installed by the system, but they look too much like the same person - participating in the novice wheel, extracting props, the death scene is tragic and real, and there is a layer of player identity as a cover... I never imagined that they could be inhuman things. But combining these two Judging from what happened that day, they are indeed the same kind and the same creature. In other words, they are not human at all."
"Then what could they be?" He Qin curled his lips and asked calmly.
"Is it a monster, an AI, or a ghost?" Wen Zheliu shook his head in confusion, "I don't have a clue yet."
He Qin said: "If you can't think of it, think about it slowly. Don't just stare at their words and deeds. Try to think about other places as well."
Without waiting for Wen Zheliu to reply, he said slowly: "Since you have said so much, it is my turn to ask you next."
"Before the incident, you knew that Xiong Lin was highly suspected of being a mole, right?"
Wen Zheliu nodded in confusion: "Yeah... ah."
"When you saw the monster's lair, you also felt it was dangerous, didn't you?"
Wen Zheliu trembled in his heart. He already knew what He Qin was going to ask, "Ah... ah."
"Then why don't you know how to be careful? When someone calls you, you stupidly lean over?" He Qin narrowed his eyes sharply, "Where has your usual cleverness gone, huh?"
Wen Zheliu grimaced: "I... I was wrong."
He Qin raised his hand and made a gesture of beating him, but in the end he just lowered it gently and rubbed his head randomly: "Sleep! I'll deal with you next time."
Hearing Zhe Liu Rumeng's amnesty, but before the lights in the room went out, he inevitably thought of a question: With He Qin's guidance and tips, the progress in solving the puzzles of this world was so fast that even he himself felt that something was wrong. , but where will He Qin go after leaving this world
He turned over on the bed and asked quietly: "Brother, what level of prop are you?"
The mattress sank, and He Qin turned over from the other side, "What's wrong?"
In the complete silence, both people's voices were low and hazy. He Qin lowered his head to look at him. The heat of the two people's breath blended in the air. Wen Zheliu could be touched lightly just by raising his head. his lips.
His heart was beating wildly, and he asked in a daze: "In the next world... can you still accompany me?"
He Qin was silent. After a long time, he said: "Baby, only A-level or above props have the authority to travel through different worlds. Do you know what A-level props are?"
Wen Zheliu was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips and replied in an angry tone: "I don't know."
"Of course you don't know. You are very powerful and capable, but you don't have a correct understanding of the concept of props." He Qin spoke softly, as if coaxing a child, "Baby, I'm telling you now, Nova City You have to remember what the props mean."
"—The props of Nova City are to carry players' dreams and provide a bridge for them to realize their dreams." He said, "Do you understand?"
Wen Zheliu was a little confused. He opened his eyes wide in the darkness, trying to see He Qin's expression clearly, but he could only see his undulating outline.
"If you want to run faster than the wind, then ride on a mount, put on running shoes, and sit on a maglev car; if you want to be stronger than Superman, then put on wrist guards, put on a suit, and eat a special A panacea designed for this; if you want to become handsome and beautiful, if you want to master a certain skill, if you want to control the wind and rain, if you want to be omnipotent... Everything you want to achieve can be achieved in the City of Nova with the help of props."
"If they are just a set of data, then why are they divided into different levels? Is it just a gimmick to lure players to spend money?" He Qin looked at Wen Zheliu tenderly, "No, baby, because some props are What really makes your dreams come true completely and permanently is made up of data, but it’s not just data.”
"I'm sorry," he whispered. "At this point, even I don't know where I'm going to go when this world ends."
After a moment of pause, he made up his mind and told the truth: "...because I have no rank."
Hearing that Zheliu's eyes were sore and his lips were trembling, he asked hurriedly: "How come there is no level? Props should have levels!"
He Qin covered his eyes and felt a trace of moisture on his palms. He hurriedly coaxed: "Baby, be good. How old are you? Why are you still crying over such a trivial matter? I just want to tell you, hold that carefully." Fragment, stop showing it to others stupidly and take it seriously, okay?"
"But..." But how can this be considered a trivial matter
In this unaccompanied world, He Qin is the last line of defense that symbolizes his connection with the outside world. If even he leaves him, what else can he really hold on to
"It's too late, go to sleep." He Qin said softly, "If you don't sleep, you may get dark circles under your eyes tomorrow morning."
Wen Zheliu opened and closed his lips, feeling that thousands of words were flowing in his throat, but how should he speak? He Qin's answer that day was equivalent to a silent rejection. The black panther's fur was as gorgeous as satin, and its fangs and claws were invincible. It walked on the top of the mountains with a golden crown on its head, but it was lying next to him now. , comforted him with gentle words, taught him... Wen Zheliu pressed He Qin's hand and finally closed his eyes in worry.
I have nothing more to ask for. I longed for a reliable brother and now I have one, he thought, I have nothing more to ask for.
Ten minutes after he fell asleep, He Qin opened his eyes in the dark night. He leaned over and touched the young man's cheek, as light as a ripple passing by.
"Good night," he said.
The next day, a piece of paper flew along the carpet into Wen Zheliu and He Qin's room. Wen Zheliu picked it up and looked at it, and found a line of handwriting written on it.
"After breakfast, come to Zhou Qing's room."
The signature is Du Zijun.
He Qin smiled as usual and took the note from his hand: "It's okay, just go and have a look. Come on, let's go down to eat."
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