Wen Zheliu was completely confused.
He Qin looked at him with a completely unfamiliar look. There was no intimate banter or deep tenderness. He looked at him as if he were looking at a stranger.
Wen Zheliu's head was still dizzy, as if the fever from the previous level of hallucination was still tormenting him. He stared at He Qin blankly, trying to detect any hint of joking on his face.
"No... impossible..." Wen Zheliu felt dizzy and her heart throbbed like suffocation, "You..."
He Qin took a few steps forward. There was no one in the room, and there were no medical staff. He asked his assistants to wait outside the door, and then he pulled up a chair and sat down.
"You call him brother?" He smiled slightly and looked at Wen Zheliu who was breathing rapidly. "It seems that it is really necessary to let you know the truth."
"What...the truth?"
He Qin remained motionless and waved to him: "Get up."
Wen Zheliu hesitated for a moment, then climbed out of the medical cabin in a daze. He got up in such a hurry that his head almost hit the roof of the cabin. He Qin's eyebrows moved, his body moved faster than his mind, and he immediately subconsciously stretched out his hand. He placed his head on top of Wen Zheliu's head and wrapped the raised metal part with his palm. Wen Zheliu rubbed it on the back of his fingers gently.
Wen Zheliu raised his head and looked at He Qin's eyes that suddenly came closer. Both of them felt a little inexplicable at a loss.
Wen Zheliu said tentatively: "...Uh, am I okay?"
"Oh." He Qin lowered his arm as if nothing had happened and moved his wrist a few times, "I'm fine too."
The two of them left the room one after another. Wen Zheliu was still wearing a blue and white hospital gown and a pair of fur slippers placed in the ward under his feet. His skin was sickly white, which made his hair black. , with warm eyes, standing among a group of elites in suits and leather shoes, there is a sense of broken dimensions and chaos.
As he walked, He Qin said to him casually: "Where should I start?"
They turned a corner along the wide corridor, and at the moment they turned sideways, everyone, including He Qin, all shook off a pair of sunglasses and placed them skillfully on the bridge of their noses.
Wen Zheliu: "?"
Before he could ask, he turned his head suspiciously. Unexpectedly, the oncoming light was like a torrential flood, hitting Wen Zheliu in the face!
Wen Zheliu opened his eyes with difficulty and was instantly stunned by the sight in front of him.
The walkway he stepped on was extremely long and wide enough for ten elephants to tap dance side by side. On the left is a huge, flawless floor-to-ceiling window that is staggered and spliced into one piece. The sunlight is cascading and refracted from the diamond-cut clear lines, almost scattering a ray of light into a very vast and bright sea of light, rippling warmly from the ceiling. Come down. The right side is like a tropical rainforest placed indoors. Fragrant flowers bloom faintly on the moist moss. Birds are singing loudly and the jungle is dense. When you smell the broken willows and dazzle your mind, a group of magnificent peacocks drag their tail feathers and emerge from the lush greenery. Take a swaggering stroll through the green.
Five hundred meters above the ground, he saw a diamond-like sea of light, an infinitely elongated private garden.
Wen Zheliu covered his eyes speechlessly. Seeing him like this, the assistant was about to hand over a spare pair of sunglasses, but He Qin had already stepped forward by mistake and blocked Wen Zheliu's way without any explanation.
"Are you okay?" he asked, "I forgot to tell you, this thing just hurts your eyes..."
Wen Zheliu put down his hand, revealing his slightly red eyes that had been rubbed, and looked at each other confusedly with He Qin again.
Wen Zheliu: "...ah?"
He Qin: "Ah..."
The general assistant behind him silently retracted his hand, feeling that He Qin's sidestepping action just now looked a bit familiar, but he couldn't tell how familiar it was.
A male peacock walked proudly beside him. In front of everyone, he swayed his tail feathers and opened his tail with a "swish" towards the female peacock who lowered her head to look for food.
Assistant: "...ah."
The atmosphere reached a deadlock again. He Qin didn't show it on the surface, but he felt an undercurrent of confusion and embarrassment in his heart. He coughed lightly, and after hearing that the broken willow had adapted to the brightness, he raised his legs and walked forward: "... Where should I start, let's start with the peacock."
Wen Zheliu took a deep breath, knowing that he was finally getting to the point: "...Okay."
He Qin easily grabbed a bunch of fallen peacock feathers from a nearby tree branch, handed it to Wen Zheliu, and said: "As we all know, the behavior of peacocks spreading their wings is to show off courtship and for defense. …”
Wen Zheliu touched the beautiful feathers in his hand and looked at him strangely. He thought to himself, "Why are you talking about mating defense? I just want to know where this place is and why you forgot me."
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"... and the previous n-star was like a peacock that desperately needed to show off itself." He said, "To create the uncanny valley, we decided to give AI full intelligence authority... Normally, after people reach their limits, they are not What needs to be transcended is just thinking about being stupid. Unfortunately, it is not exempt from this. The decision-makers at the time chose to be stupid.”
Wen Zheliu keenly noticed a word, "previously", and he hurriedly asked: "Hey... I mean, what about your uncle, how is he now?"
He Qin glanced at him: "It seems that you got a lot of news in the virtual world."
Wen Zheliu smiled: "Isn't this a virtual world?"
He Qin glanced at him: "If you really think so, then I suggest you go to the hospital under the name of n-star to apply for psychological intervention later. In view of your family situation, I can agree to give you a half price discount. You You are still young, don’t hide your illness and avoid medical treatment.”
Wen Zheliu chuckled: "...Thank you, CEO, for your kindness. I will never forget it."
He Qin laughed dryly: "Easy to talk about, it's all a trivial matter."
After the two laughed, they stared at each other again, not knowing how to answer the conversation next. Wen Zheliu calmed down for a moment and said, "So, has he resigned?"
"To be precise, he took the blame and resigned." He Qin quickly restored his elite image with ease. "Adelaide—I think you should know who Adelaide is—took over the position. My uncle resigned from the position of chief designer because of this mistake. In his During this period of departure, I will temporarily take over the entire n-star."
Wen Zheliu didn't comment on this and just nodded.
He Qin continued: "Okay, I've been chatting for too long, so don't waste any more time and get to the point. You've been lying in the medical cabin for more than a month, and it's normal not to know the specific situation: up to now, The Holy Nun has been completely contained. According to your game progress, you should be overcoming the problems in the second world, right?"
Wen Zheliu said calmly: "...Yes, since you even know this, why don't you know me?"
He Qin raised the corner of his lips: "You are mistaken. It's not that I don't know you, I'm just not as familiar with you as 'me' in the game."
While they were talking, the group of people had already reached the edge of the aerial flower gallery, and the five-color light reflected by the peacock community was gradually falling behind them. As He Qin walked, he explained to him: "I can understand your mood, and I also know that this feeling is not pleasant, but unfortunately, the me you met is not the real me at all, it is just a creation created by the Holy Sister for you. It’s just a projection.”
Wen Zheliu's face turned completely pale in an instant, without any color at all. He listened in a daze and nodded randomly: "...projection."
"Yes." He Qin nodded, "The Holy Nun lost control, and I was the first victim to suffer. But my authority in Nova City is actually higher than hers. Even if she betrays the AI agreement, she still can't take anything. How about me, so she used the collected personal information—this complicated and detailed file almost covers all the details from my birth to adulthood. She used it to fabricate a brand new intelligent life, and then put it next to you... "
"When did it start?" Wen Zheliu's expression went blank.
He Qin hesitated for a moment and replied: "To be precise, it started in the world of survival."
"… why me?"
He Qin lowered his hand and snapped his fingers: "After analysis, we have determined that you have something in you - or in your name, which is exactly what she needs."
Wen Zheliu's pupils were blurred, and he slowly stood still. He felt a strong fishy smell slowly coming up from his throat and nose. His eyes were red, but his face and lips were as pale as paper.
He resisted the urge to cry, reluctantly raised the corners of his lips, and smiled tiredly, as if all his vitality had been snatched away in an instant.
"Ah," he murmured, "Ah."
Layers upon layers of worlds, recurring illusions, Wen Zheliu shuttled back and forth between true and false dreams, and his ability to distinguish had long been worn away. He felt at a loss, felt a strange fear, and was not even sure whether he should do it or not. Doubt whether you should believe it or not. He raised his head and stared at He Qin with unprecedented eyes, as if he was someone he had never seen before.
"Apart from this?" he asked numbly, "What value do I have? I need her to send the projection of a person who has nothing to do with me before to meet me?"
Seeing his desperate eyes, He Qin suddenly felt unparalleled confusion and shock. He opened his mouth, his eyes flashing with panic as he tried to communicate with Wen Zheliu. He raised his fingers to wipe Wen Zheliu's tears, but then he found that his eyes were so red that they were about to bleed, but he couldn't even shed a single tear bitterly. He had to give up and replied as gently as he could: "In Based on the calculations made by the Holy Nun based on the information database of players in the Uncanny Valley, only you and dozens of other players have the highest chance of passing the level. In addition, you have what she needs in your hand, so it seems reasonable to choose you. What should be done.”
As he said that, he saw that Wen Zheliu's throat was spasming badly now, so before he could ask any questions, he said again: "And the news you received must be the conditions for you to get out by clearing the nine worlds. In fact, , she lied to you. When you actually clear the whole game, you will only be trapped in the virtual world and unable to extricate yourself. Just like your reaction just now, the first time you wake up, you are questioning whether this is another place. A space that does not exist in reality.”
"I need to know the plot," Wen Zheliu's voice trembled, "You... If you want me to believe that all this is real, then give me conclusive evidence so that I can clearly know all the reasons why the Holy Sister went crazy. , what identity did you set for her in the plot, and what is the significance of these nine connected worlds - I want to know this, if you want to convince me, let me know this!"
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