Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing
She was wearing a green surgical gown and matching loose pants. Her hair seemed to be much longer than before, and her neck was a little itchy.
... .my hands and feet
A pair of iron shackles fixed Gu Moli's hands and feet firmly in place. In addition, there seemed to be a strange collar around his neck. Only then did he realize that he seemed to be lying on an operating table, and there seemed to be a very subtle friction sound above his head.
Damn it.
As time passed, the previously vague memories gradually recovered. The blue electric light and the suspected exploding cell phone unfolded unexpectedly... .
... .damn it.
Could it be that I, Gu, have also traveled through time
impossible!
... No, no, no, slow down for a moment. Don’t just say it’s impossible. Think about it calmly first. If it was time travel, what caused you to travel through time
Invitation to the Plutarch's Library
It can only be this special item of mythical quality.
So... .
Is it based on games
If we think optimistically, perhaps this is just a relatively new way to enter the game, but compared to this, Gu Moli has a more reasonable guess.
Unlike the past, he entered the game with his consciousness, but this time, considering the special entry, Gu Moli suspected that he might have entered with his real body...
grass.
Taking a deep breath, Gu Moli calmed down completely and began to listen to the subtle friction sound he had heard earlier coming from above his head.
It seems to be the sound of a pen writing.
Who is it!
Since someone is writing with a pen, there must be someone above my head, which is the only blind spot in my vision!
... ..that is not right.
Maybe it doesn't have to be a person.
Alien? Could it be that he was rescued by a UFO, and then the UFO planned to dissect him as a specimen in order to investigate the Earth
Just as Gu Moli's thoughts were wandering, the faint sound of writing above his head finally stopped.
What followed was a calm voice. Although the words and sentences were new to him, Gu Moli still fully understood the other party's words and meaning.
"Create a file."
"Classification: Alien creation."
"Number: 999---27."
"It was summoned by a being with the code name 115---4, which is classified as a sequence of gods. After that, 115---4 disappeared and the original plan to capture it failed. However, the object was collected as an accident and brought back to the institute by the special operations team. According to biological testing, the object has all the characteristics of a human and its physical abilities are the same as those of people of the same age. There is nothing special about it."
"For now, it is temporarily filed as an accessory of 115---4. It has no special abilities and seems to be a pure accident. However, considering that 115---4 spent a huge price to summon it to the world, and the special cases of alien creations that appeared before, it should have corresponding special features. Further testing is currently underway. Once there is any abnormality or discovery, it will be reported to the Council immediately."
"Imprison him in a secret room temporarily, and put shackles with Lion runes on his hands and feet to prevent him from gaining the ability to protect himself after he suddenly awakens due to unexpected circumstances. Install a self-destruct collar around his neck so that he can be killed immediately in the event of an unexpected situation."
"In summary, this item is tentatively codenamed Alien."
"Archive collection."
The last four words were uttered, and then an electronic voice that sounded neither male nor female rang out.
Successfully collected
999---27: Alien
Archives established
Level 3 Clearance: Available to ordinary researchers
... ... ... ... ... ... ... .
There was a long silence.
But if he opened his mouth at this time, God knows what the other party would say to him. He didn't know anything else, but from the information he just heard, his current situation was definitely not good. Just the self-destruct ring on his neck made him feel a chill down his spine.
The next second, the calm voice from before sounded again.
"You... understand me?"
"!!!"
At this moment, Gu Moli knew that he had made a mistake.
First of all, through this sentence, Gu Moli captured a useful piece of information, that is, the language that seemed no different from Chinese in his eyes, seemed to be a special language of that world in the eyes of the other party, and logically speaking, an "alien" like himself should not be able to understand it.
As for why the other party made the judgment that he understood... ..
... ..the reason is simple.
He is so calm!
A person who suddenly came to a different world, was locked on an operating table, listening to a language he didn't understand at all, should definitely not show the attitude he just had!
Damn it! I had been telling myself to calm down, but I had gone too far.
"... .interesting."
"You understand what I'm saying, right? Since you woke up, you've kept your eyes open, and your peripheral vision kept glancing upwards, which shows that you've noticed me. When I was recording the files, you didn't even try to struggle, but were eerily quiet. Are you listening to me?"
"Since you understand, can you speak it?"
"Tell me about it."
"... ..."
One wrong step leads to another, and now the situation is completely deadlocked.
Although he didn't speak, Gu Moli had a feeling that the other party should be able to understand what he said in Chinese. But if he spoke, it would confirm the other party's guess, and he would most likely be dissected for research. If he didn't speak, the other party might be suspicious and torture him to extract a confession... .
... ..but it is not without benefits.
After thinking for a moment, Gu Moli slowly spoke in Chinese: "Who are you?"
“… … ..”
The other party did not answer him. After a long while, the voice finally sounded: "Very good, it seems that I need to modify your file. Just like the last alien creature, you creatures seem to be born with the ability to master our language. This is very interesting. Is it the talent of alien creatures?"
Previous? Alien creation? Someone else came besides me
... .It's really interesting.
Gu Moli knew that the other party was observing his reaction, but it didn't matter. When he answered in Chinese and got feedback, he had already made some guesses. After all, it stands to reason that if it was really a time travel, it would be impossible for the real body to master the language as well, right
There must be a reason behind this.
Gaming system
Or is it the 115---4 that the other party mentioned
Or maybe... that 115---4 is actually the game system
Click!
Just as Gu Moli was constantly guessing in his heart, he suddenly heard a mechanical sound, and then he found that his hands and feet that were originally fixed to the operating table could actually move! But the shackles were still hanging on them, making it a little difficult for him to move.
"I untied you."
"From now on, you will live in this small room. You can get your daily meals at the dining table. There is a single room next door for going to the toilet. There are also some fitness equipment here. You can use them if you are interested. You will not be able to leave unless you apply in advance and are approved."
“… .!!!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Moli, who had finally adapted to the pressure on his body, stood up abruptly and turned to look in the direction of the figure that he had always been curious about.
What caught his eye was a woman floating in the air.
Judging from her appearance, she was a fairly mature blonde beauty, if her lower body had not been submerged in the void and her figure had not been slightly blurry.
"Hello, my name is Aisia, and my race is ghost."
“I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation in the future.”
"Traveler from another world."
After saying that, she walked straight through the wall of the room like an elegant lady, holding the same blurry paper and pen, and disappeared from Gu Moli's sight. It was not until then that he suddenly realized that there was no door in the room he was in.
... ... Something must be wrong with this world.