"Sorry, temporary user 4922, you should log off."
With a familiar yet unfamiliar voice echoing in his ears, Li Liang frantically mobilized the spirit contained in the double ring. However, the power that once commanded him no longer responded to his call.
A huge sense of emptiness filled my mind, as if the mighty power from the gods never existed.
"Li Liang", who occupied the magpie's nest, kept his head turned, with a faint smile on his face. Cain, Jin Ji, and Jung looked puzzled and remained as motionless as statues.
The next moment, everything in front of me gradually became blurry.
When the world fell into darkness, a line of words emerged from nothingness:
Tianling: Age of Rise.
The music sounded from far to near, and a metallic male voice sounded:
"rebound
I haven’t had time to think about how many possibilities there are
rebound
After disappointment, there are countless hopes
well rebound
The trumpet sounds again
Is it complaining or being strong?
Choose hate or forgive
we wont give up
…”
As the song lingered, the world in front of him seemed to have turned into a two-dimensional plane. Li Liang wanted to resist, but found that he had completely lost all awareness of his body and could not even close his eyes.
After a moment, a photo began to slowly move upward from the bottom of the field of view. The distant view showed mountains of garbage and industrial waste. Nearby, an old man wearing dirty overalls and messy hair was struggling to drag a biopod. Another man wearing a gold chain pushed forward with his shoulder behind the biopod.
Messi?
Li Liang realized that this scene was exactly the scene where Massey dragged him back to the Bionic Pet Hospital from the Zhongjing Garbage Dump. The person behind him who helped push him was one of the group's personalities, Old Ford.
The question is, who took this photo?
A second photo emerged.
In the side alley of Massey's Bionic Pet Hospital, he stood on the last step of the metal staircase, leaning over to pick up the things scattered in his backpack. His figure was lonely, while Massey stood expressionless on a high place, holding a center in his hand. neural core.
The third photo follows.
In the darkness, the dim light of the lighter illuminated Cain's profile. The smile on his face was slightly playful, and even the mole in the corner of his eye was clearly visible.
This is the first time I see Cain...
Li Liang became more and more confused. The perspective of the photo was obviously from his own, but it was clear that there were only two of him and Cain at that time.
The fourth one.
Beside the dark reservoir, he lay on Leah's back and looked back in horror. In the distance, countless ghosts were rushing towards him.
The fifth picture shows a distant view of flames soaring into the sky, giant bone claws piercing the spiritual door. The battle between the garrison and Netherworld has reached the last moment. Under a giant cannon nearby, he leans out half of his body from the electric car and listens blankly. Sergeant Major Ling Ye's final mobilization.
The sixth picture shows an isolated island and a beach. He is sitting on a rock with his bare back facing a dancing monkey. The seventh picture is a close-up of him. Heavy rain is bombarding the water. He is hiding among the underwater vines, frightened. Look up.
The photos scrolled faster and faster.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, he and Tam stared at the spiritual door outside the window.
In the old-fashioned car, K held the steering wheel with one hand and put the other arm casually on the window. His sunglasses reflected neon lights, and a cloud of smoke rose from the cigarette in his mouth, which obscured the figure sitting in the back row.
In the damp dark alley, with mottled light and shadow, Mizuno wore a golden dress and smiled sideways at him.
On the white sofa, he was chatting side by side with the group, surrounded by countless human figures, sitting or standing in different postures.
Gunfire flashed, Dr. Xisen was unconscious in Daji's arms, and he stepped on the drone swarm and came through the waves.
One after another, the photos gradually fill in the background.
Yuan Zhen, Wang Chao, Li Xiaozi, Old Tang, Brother Shui, Allen...
Zhongjing, Zhenjie Fort, Moon, Makosik, Duyujing, Qishan City...
Li Liang understood that he could only be facing a time observer at this moment, because these photos recorded every person he met, every scene he experienced, and every important decision he made from an absolutely impossible perspective. choose.
These photos form a "timeline" that belongs to him.
"...
rebound
I want to spend the infinitely long night with you
rebound
I want to start a new chapter in my story with you
well rebound. "
When the black background was completely filled with photos and the BGM came to an end, the piano gradually became lowered, and the chaotic colors and text gradually faded away until darkness returned, and four words appeared in the field of vision:
Xi'an Technology.
The following gradually emerged:
hoffmand
meta
te games
epic games.
Li Liang suddenly felt that the way of subtitles and the BGM just now felt a bit like a game.
Xi'an, te, epic...
What do time observers want to do?
At this time, lines of small words began to appear in the lower right corner of the field of vision:
"Temporary user 4299 logged out"
"Peripheral nervous system disconnection... Completed"
"Afferent nervous system transmitter calibration...complete"
"Efferent neurotransmitter calibration...complete."
The next moment, Li Liang heard the beeping sound of medical equipment working, smelled the smell of baking plastic, and a halo of mold lake appeared in front of his eyes.
He felt a weak flow of air on his cheeks, and a soft touch on his palms. He instinctively wanted to touch what it was, but found that his arms were as heavy as lead, and his fingers were so stiff that he could not curl them back. However, he clearly felt that he was in a In an empty room, I lay on a soft single sofa with my head raised.
The sound of the automatic door opening and closing sounded, and a series of footsteps came from far to near.
With a little more discernment, he realized that there were three people approaching quickly, two with heavy footsteps and one with light footsteps. The light one seemed to be a woman.
Having lost all his power, including the Heavenly Spirit, he could only wait for his body to recover from the stiffness.
After a moment, accompanied by a faint smell of perfume, the woman came very close and asked softly: "Mr. Li, how do you feel?"
Mr. Li?
What is this name?
Li Liang was stunned for a moment, trying to see the woman's face clearly, but his eyes were still a blur, with only a vague white complexion.
Perhaps the rolling of his eyes attracted the attention of the other two people, and a deep male voice sounded: "Li Liang, can you hear me?"
Another man's voice was rougher, and he approached and asked, "Brother Liang, are you okay?"
"If you stay connected for 12 consecutive hours, no one would be able to recover instantly," the woman sighed.
"Would you like to give Brother Liang some water?"
"No, the peripheral nervous system has just been redirected. His swallowing function may be affected and he may choke easily," the woman said and walked away. "The physical signs are normal. Let's wait. Generally speaking, in about half an hour, the vision and language function will be restored.”
The sound of a chair being pulled and the sound of squeezing leather came, and the three of them sat down very close to each other.
After listening to their conversation, combined with the BGM, subtitles, and photos just now, Li Liang realized that the Time Observer must have dragged him into a place similar to an illusion, not only imagining the game situation, but also creating a real scene. There are three other characters in it.
This is not the first time he has encountered such a thing. When he had a decisive battle with the goblins, before entering Axia, the god Elune whom the goblins believed in also created a false life for him that lasted for decades, trying to erase it. His sense of self.
Maybe the Time Observer can't kill him directly, or... he remembered the conversation with the Prime Minister in Asia. Maybe the Time Observer must use this method to destroy the Prime Minister, the God of Chaos and the Cunning Lord. The “new timeline” established by God thereby protecting the “sacred timeline”.
Master Yuanshi also mentioned variables and information. These factors may affect the actions of time observers...
For a moment, Li Liang thought of many possibilities, until the automatic door opened and closed again, and another person walked in furiously, interrupting his thoughts.
His vision recovered a little, and he saw that this was a thin man with broad shoulders, who seemed to be naked from the waist up.
"Ha, I just said that regular awakening is ineffective at all, only kick works," the new man said in a relaxed tone, "How is the boss?"
"Keep your voice down, he needs time to recover," the woman said angrily, "And put your clothes on!"
"Sister Tao'er, do you know how hot it is in the computer room...Okay, okay, I'll wear it, I'll wear it."
The room fell silent again.
Li Liang leaned motionless on the sofa. His body recovered much faster than the woman expected. After more than ten minutes, his vision had completely recovered.
This is a large open-plan office. Someone pushed aside the work desk with partitions to free up an area to serve as a temporary "ward." The sofa surrounding him was filled with instruments, electrocardiographs, and blood gas analyses. Instruments, etc., and a device similar to a freezer, the purpose of which is unknown.
There was no light outside the window, and there were no lights in the room, only a small desk lamp placed on the ground for illumination.
In the dimness, the man sitting closest to him was a man with a strong build and a square face. He was in his thirties. His brows were furrowed and the corners of his mouth were turned down. He occasionally looked at him with worried eyes.
The man a little further away is nearly fifty years old, with a bloated figure. He is wearing a wrinkled suit and has several buttons of his shirt unbuttoned. He looks exhausted. The woman sitting next to him looks like a newly graduated student with a hairdo on her head. The glasses seemed too heavy and almost slid to the tip of the nose. A pair of big flashing eyes looked at the instruments on one side from time to time.
The skinny man who came in last was standing far behind, playing with his mobile phone with his head down. His hair looked like it hadn't been washed for many days and was tied into a greasy pigtail.
After observing for a long time, Li Liang still didn't see the purpose of the Time Observer in creating these characters.
He had never met these four people.
Time passed by, and the muscular man was the first to sit still. He kept raising his wrist to look at his watch, as if he was hesitant to speak.
After waiting for another ten minutes, the girl stood up, approached the sofa, and asked softly: "Mr. Li, can you hear me?"
Li Liang, expressionless, suddenly raised his eyes.
The girl was startled, and then immediately said in surprise: "You have recovered, Mr. Li, how do you feel now?"
The other three people immediately gathered around.
The muscular man called out "Brother Liang", and the man in the suit said "Li Liang, how do you feel?" The skinny man put his head in the air but said nothing.
Li Liang remained silent, looking back and forth on their faces.
Slowly, he noticed that the light in the eyes of these four people gradually disappeared, as if the hope and excitement in their hearts were being replaced by disappointment.
A strange feeling came to his mind. He swallowed hard and asked hoarsely: "Where is Li Chengshu?"
The four people were stunned for a moment at the same time, their eyes met each other, and then they sighed in unison.
The muscular man looked sad and said unwillingly: "Brother Liang, you don't recognize me anymore? I'm Yan Hao."
The skinny man smiled bitterly, lowered his head and said, "Don't bother, the boss failed. He thinks we are an illusion created by the time observer."
"Isn't it?" Li Liang looked around, feeling calm in his heart.
"Oh, exactly the same symptoms," the skinny man sat down on the ground, lowered his head, grabbed his hair with both hands, and said to himself, "Time observers, fuck time observers, we are all illusions Is it the same as the illusion created by Elune? Damn it, I wrote that setting, why don’t you believe it..."
