Could it be that……
Xie Zhi's mind was extremely chaotic. He didn't know how this chaos came about. The only thing he could feel at this moment was his hand that was shaking violently but still insisted on stretching out.
The size of Xie Zhi's right hand continued to expand in his field of vision. He understood that it was because his eyes were focused on the palm. Every pore and hair on the palm was clearly visible to his eyes at this moment.
In Xie Zhi's head, blood was surging crazily. The blood flowing through the carotid artery transmitted the manic heat to every neuron, and the restless feeling was transmitted from the neurons to every nerve ending.
Xie Zhi's eyes suddenly lost sight!
He no longer sees his palms!
He saw the neurons in his brain!
distortion! spread! Psychedelic! ferocious!
That squirming, quivering, beating existence! Soft yet hard! Small yet sublime!
Tentacles continue to grow from their bodies! Like an ugly, despicable greedy vine!
No, not vines! It was one sticky human strip that kept stretching out one after another!
The legs of the human strips are rooted on the surface of each neuron, and the heads of the continuously extending human strips are the endings of the neurons!
The human head grows disorderly, like a cluster of vines, and the vine head grows wantonly deeper into the space filled with endless psychedelic brilliance!
What lies deeper?
Xie Zhi didn't know. Xie Zhi only knew that his body was shaking more violently. If his emotions had a numerical value, at this time, his fear and excitement had soared from hundreds to tens of thousands in an instant!
I want to go check it out! I want to see the terrifying unknown!
Something that has never been seen before, something that is incomprehensible, something that cannot be named!
Even if you look at that kind of thing, you will definitely face death!
About to arrive……
Coming!
Xie Zhi felt that he was standing on the twisted and extending human strip, and he could not stop going deeper into the psychedelic space, using a speed faster than a rocket, constantly accelerating, accelerating, accelerating again!
No, I'm not standing on a human note...
I became...
"Xie Zhi" raised his head and saw it.
He saw what all the people were striving to pursue.
He saw the source of all the psychedelic colors in that space.
That was one round…
White……
Immaculate...
peaceful……
full moon.
At this moment, Xie Zhi felt extremely peaceful.
That kind of calmness was like a gangrene attached to his bones. In just a moment, it covered the surface of all his emotions, and continued to penetrate from the surface to the inside.
The reverse tide keeps collapsing, shrinking, and returning.
I see.
Xie Zhi said to himself.
I understand what a pollution site is.
I understand what Wang Dazhuo meant by emotional explosion.
Emotional explosion, that's what it is...
Sudden calm.
Xie Zhi felt that all his five senses had disappeared. His eyes no longer saw, his ears no longer heard, his nose and tongue no longer smelled, and his limbs and the down on his body no longer felt.
Although I don’t know what happened…
But I feel like I understand a lot of things.
I'm going to die.
I feel fear.
But I also feel... endless satisfaction.
Xie Zhi's brain turned slower and slower.
Like a rusty faucet, more and more rust has accumulated, and the crystals are like living, spreading lichen.
Why do I travel through time...
I have...understood everything...
I understand...everything...
…
Xie Zhi's thoughts gradually drifted away and will stay away forever.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt another concept.
That concept is equally great and sublime, crazy and cool, weird and seductive.
But that concept lasted only a moment.
It is as if the second hand of the pendulum "ticks" from one pointer to the other.
All the tide has withdrawn.
All calm was reversed from the depths of Xie Zhi's emotions.
In Xie Zhi's mind, those psychedelic lights disappeared instantly, as if some connection was instantly severed.
Even the shaking of Xie Zhi's body was cut off instantly.
Xie Zhi's hands, in this moment, changed from a crazily shaking chaff sifting machine back to that ignorant earthling.
The five senses returned in an instant. Smell, taste, hearing, vision, touch...
Xie Zhi can see again.
He saw that his right hand was only one finger away from the virtual reality helmet Wang Dabao was holding.
His right index finger could even feel the coldness of the helmet.
Wang Dazhuo's concerned voice echoed in Xie Zhi's ears.
"You look really wrong, brother. Your lips are white and your forehead is cold... Huh?"
Wang Daduo stopped talking and blinked.
"I feel like something happened to my body... Are you okay, brother? You were shaking badly just now."
Wang DaZhuo muttered to himself, but soon stopped thinking about it.
He looked at Xie Zhi again. In his memory, Xie Zhi suddenly shook like a running soymilk machine a second ago, but at this moment, the shaking had completely stopped.
"I have no idea……"
Xie Zhi shook his head in confusion.
"I felt like I was going to die for a moment..."
"No, maybe I'm already dead..."
"Then I was pulled back by a mysterious force."
Xie Zhi completely forgot everything that happened in the previous second.
But he still vaguely remembered some things.
It was as if the things he remembered couldn't be erased.
Or, even if those things are eliminated, the light will shine through the thick correction fluid.
"I seemed to see something, it was shining..."
"Like the moon in the sky..."
"Then I don't remember anything."
Xie Zhi and Wang Dazuo looked at each other in silence.
The person who interrupted the silence was Qi Xi in the white machine.
"One second! I found out from the time panel of the emotional counseling machine that we lost one second!"
"Mediator No. 5 took away our time!"
…
What is obvious is that Mediator No. 5 saved himself.
To put it further, it was Mediator No. 5 who saved everyone in this psychological counseling room and even the entire emotional confession center.
Xie Zhi knows that before a person becomes the center of an emotional explosion, he will go through multiple processes including confusion, exploration, panic, and despair, and even desperate emotions have different levels. Before becoming an "explosion person", the source of pollution The despair in the heart will continue to accumulate and ferment until the gray-black despair finally turns into pure black that even light cannot escape.
In just one second, he had almost completed the entire process from "a person affected by emotions" to "an emotional pollution center about to explode", although Xie Zhi at this moment no longer remembers this process. What happened in those seconds, but the faint signal from the depths of his mind still made him feel lucky to have escaped death.
But while feeling lucky, Xie Zhi couldn't help but start to think, why was Mediator No. 5 able to save him at the critical moment?
These responsible masters, known as "mediators", always appear on time just before things become irreversible, as if they are really watching the land like gods.
Qi Xi in the emotional counseling machine said that in fact, this time it was purely because of his good luck.
Xie Zhi has just been treated by Mediator No. 5. It has only been half a day since the last memory deletion. The power of the Mediator that acted on Xie Zhi still remains, so Mediator No. 5 can sense Xie Zhi through this residual power. new changes that have occurred.
It is precisely because of these remaining powers that No. 5 was able to perform a new round of "memory surgery" on Xie Zhi at the moment when Xie Zhi's mood fluctuated again, and remove the memory of that second from Xie Zhi's mind.
"You're lucky to be alive."
On the computer screen, Qi Xi's expression was solemn and a little lucky.
"If something like this happened before the Miracle Elders captured you, even Mediator No. 5 would not be able to save you before you reach the critical point of explosion."
Xie Zhi knew what "such a thing" Qi Xi was talking about.
My eyes were dazzled by the specious things, and I kept repeating the terrifying guess in my heart, until I was really overwhelmed by the huge terror from head to toe.
Xie Zhi looked at the virtual reality helmet in Wang Da's hand.
At this time, the helmet no longer had the oppressive feeling it had before, and it just looked like an ordinary helmet.
Xie Zhi took the helmet and looked at it.
The overall helmet is streamlined, like a full-face motorcycle helmet with low wind resistance.
The logo of the R&D company is posted on the left side of the helmet, which reads "2,000 years".
There is a rectangular box-shaped protrusion at the tail of the helmet. The data cable extends from the box-shaped protrusion and is connected to the high-backed chair under Wang Dashu.
It was only then that Xie Zhi discovered that the helmet was connected to the chair behind it. There were three data cables extending from the back of the helmet, two of which were connected to the data interface on the back of the chair, and one was a power cable connected to the socket on the ground.
"Huh?"
Xie Zhi suddenly knelt down and
"The power cord is not securely connected."
The power cord of the helmet is plugged into the power socket at an angle, but two-thirds of the plug is exposed, and only a small half is connected to the socket.
Xie Zhi stretched out his finger and pushed the power plug in.
I can't push it, it's stuck a little tight.
So Xie Zhi turned his fingers to his palms again, and finally pressed the power plug in.
A small yellow light came on on the helmet, and then the yellow light turned green again.
This time Xie Zhi's face showed a confused expression.
"I remember that the light on the helmet was on before?"
He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put it into words.
After holding the helmet in his hand and examining it for a while, and confirming that there was nothing wrong with it, Xie Zhi finally returned the helmet to Wang Dazhuo, although the confused expression on his face had not completely disappeared.
"You seem to be very interested in this helmet."
Wang Dazhui took the helmet and looked around, feeling that it was just an ordinary virtual reality helmet.
"The new 2050 Two Thousand Years Company immersive virtual reality helmet, model 9097, have you seen it before?"
Xie Zhi shook his head, closed his eyes, and suppressed the confusion in his heart.
"I haven't seen it before. It must be a stress reaction on my part."
Xie Zhi opened his eyes, and his eyes finally regained their clarity.
"Before I came to this world, the last scene in my memory was also wearing a helmet."
"That helmet was 80% similar to this 9097, so I subconsciously took a few more glances."
Wang Daduo laughed and said,
"So, you mean if I put on the helmet now, I will travel through time like you?"
"Then I have to try."
Wang Daduo put on his helmet.
The next second, a beam of light falling from the sky appeared on the display screen of the emotional counseling machine.
The stream of numbers constitutes the light column itself, and within the stream of light, there are denser digital outlines.
The streamer slowly disappears, but the digital outline remains in the emotional counseling machine.
The digital humanoid gradually reveals human skin and clothes.
Wang Dazhui appeared on the other side of the screen.
"Aha, look, dear son, I have traveled through time!"
Wang Dabao spread his hands and let out a hearty laugh.
At the same time, Wang Dashuo in reality spread his hands at the same time, and the screen and the outside were synchronized at this moment.
"I lied to you."
Wang Dashu put down his hands again,
"Through virtual reality helmets, non-digital humans can also enter the virtual world. This is also the principle of the emotional counseling machine."
"A medical technology that allows people to vent their emotions in a virtual world."
Xie Zhi thought thoughtfully, this looks like a "video game" with advanced technology to another level. Maybe if the technology of the earth before the time travel continues to develop, it will eventually reach this level?
Wang Dazhuo said that under normal circumstances, when the general public uses emotional counseling machines, one or more professional psychologists must lead the confession process.
After ordinary citizens put on helmets and go to the virtual world, psychologists will select targeted stress relief programs for them based on various sources of stress in their hearts.
And the way negative Qing masters use the emotional confession machine is different from ordinary people. Because professional debt collectors have their own dedicated liaisons, the emotional confession process of the debt collectors is usually led by their respective dedicated liaisons.
At the same time, the stress index in the hearts of the negative Qing masters is also far beyond what ordinary people can compare with, so the stress relief methods constructed by the negative Qing masters are also very different from ordinary people.
As Wang Dazhui explained, Qi Xi beside him drew a circle with his left hand and a square with his right hand. The grass, blue sky and white clouds on the screen were also rapidly changing between the left and right circles.
Qi Xi's voice came from the screen,
"Your condition is not very good. The secondary personality's black keyboard may have lost control at 46%. This may be due to the two consecutive transformations."
"Surprised! Is this 46%? I still controlled it well in Tianguang Tower, but I didn't use my full strength at all."
"You lasted for three minutes during the fight against the shrike, and you also activated the second form. Forty-six percent of the time, it was the secondary personality that gave you face."
"Too."
Wang Daduo laughed and said,
"Then please ask Qi Xi to help me open a group of endless battlefields. In the next few hours, we will squander the 46% loss of control rate in the confession machine."
Qi Xi nodded, and the movements of his left and right hands changed again. Xie Zhi, who was outside the screen, tried to see Qi Xi's movements clearly, but found that the movements of Qi Xi's hands were not continuous. Her hands moved irregularly for a while, disappeared in mid-air, and then appeared again unexpectedly on another side. place appears.
"Hey, you can't understand."
Wang DaZhuo noticed Xie Zhi's gaze,
"Don't waste time. At first, I wanted to see her movements clearly just like you. Later I realized that for digital people, the virtual world is a four-dimensional space, but for us ordinary people, the world is three-dimensional. .”
Seeing Xie Zhi's half-understanding look, Wang Dazhuo further explained,
"To put it simply, Qi Xi has a lot of actions, and there is a new array of spatial coordinate points in addition to length, width and height, and this new array is invisible to us."
Xie Zhi was even more confused, but he could understand vaguely, so he simply stopped thinking about it.
Why do you think so much? I'm not a physicist.
While thinking about it, the scene in the emotional counseling machine changed again.
The blue sky, white clouds and grassland behind Wang Dazui turned into twisted lines. The lines converged into vortices and spread out to new sky and ground from the center point of the screen.
It was a broken, dry land, with endless undead coming from all directions.
Is this the "Endless Battlefield"?
"Finally, I can stop worrying about the consumption of emotional incarnations and the rate of losing control, and just let go and fight!"
Wang Dazhuo shouted, and the third hand behind his back suddenly rose, and the huge black keyboard was instantly displayed in the palm of the third hand.
Then, there was one-sided slaughter and catharsis.
Although the skeletons rushing in from all directions looked majestic, in terms of strength, they were no match for the black keyboard. Under the huge swipes of the keyboard, they all returned to dust.
At this time, Qi Xi was standing in the void. There was a floating stone there. Qi Xi was standing on the stone, performing a new round of "behavioral programming".
But as his left and right hands moved, Qi Xi's brows slowly wrinkled.
She looked at Wang Dazhuo, who was venting his negative emotions in the skeleton frame, and then at Xie Zhi outside the screen. She paused for a moment before speaking.
"Maybe you still have to ask Mr. Xie Zhi to go out for a while. Because you are in the room, Wang Dazhuo's negative emotions evaporate at a slow rate. It is initially judged that he cannot concentrate."
"Ah, that's it."
Xie Zhi touched his nose. Indeed, he was disturbing the world of Wang Dazuo and Qi Xi.
Qi Xi asked Xie Zhi to take advantage of this opportunity to go downstairs to get a number and give himself a comprehensive emotional counseling.
"But you don't have a dedicated contact person at this stage. After you get the number, you still have to ask the reception robot to help arrange a psychologist."
Xie Zhi nodded, and when leaving room 2404, he closed the door for Wang Dazuo and Qi Xi.
"I had a gut feeling."
Xie Zhi said to himself as he closed the door,
"I think these two people, once I leave, they will go somewhere else."
"No matter where it is, it's definitely not this endless battlefield of Laoshizi."
Xie Zhi cursed secretly.
And just when he was about to turn his head, he found a familiar voice coming from behind him.
That voice came from a middle-aged man who was a gentle gentleman.
At least, that's how it sounds.
"You're right, what's so fun about the endless battlefield?"
Xie Zhi's turning movement instantly froze in place.
Counting from the day of crossing, it has been less than three days, and I can count the number of people I have met on one hand.
The hair on Xie Zhi's body stood up instantly.
At this moment, the person who is talking behind his back...
It's a shrike.
"You have very good ears, little brother."
"I told you I would come back to you."
