There were snowstorms in the forest one after another, and they were trapped in place, unable to move forward.
Every day and night, Yang Jiajia would carve a mark on the tree trunk. When there were seven marks on the inner wall of their tree house, Yang Jiajia had the courage to leave the tree house.
She had a dispute with the other three people over whether they needed to rush to find the mysterious totem tribe.
Due to the continuous snowstorm and the sudden drop in temperature, the snow outside has frozen into ice, and the branches are frozen hard. When the cold wind blows, the branches collide with each other, making a scalp-numbing collision sound.
Rushing now is not the best choice, even Shao Ze thinks so.
On the seventh day, what looked like human footprints or other marks around the tree house attracted her attention, and she firmly believed that there must be savages nearby.
Zhang Hanju refused to leave now. She felt that the mark didn't look like a footprint. Yang Jiajia was too sensitive.
Yang Jiajia ignored them and set off on her own.
Not long after she walked into the forest, the wind started to blow again, and then it started to snow. As she walked deeper into the forest, the snow was still very thick. Where the sun didn't shine, the snow was clean, but not soft at all. , it felt like breaking thin glass when you first stepped on it. It wasn't until it was firmly stepped on and compacted that your heart dropped and you dared to continue walking forward.
Ice formed on the deerskin door, and the wind made it bang against the hollow of the tree.
Zhang Hanju took out a pecan and said, "Let's bet on when she will come back. I bet she will come back before dark."
Shen Tianhuan took the walnuts off the desk made of small wooden stakes and said, "Stop making trouble." He cracked the walnuts open and took out the kernels and gave them to her, "You wait in the tree house, Shao Ze and I will go look for her." .”
Zhang Hanju stuffed it in his mouth and said vaguely, "I'll go with you."
Shao Ze touched one of the deer skins and said, "It's frozen."
The deerskin could not completely cover the tree hole, leaving some gaps exposed. He took out his fingers, pulled hard, and opened the door. The deerskin door was completely frozen into a board with three centimeters of ice.
To walk outside on such a day is to seek death.
The three of them came out of the tree house, and their eyes hurt from the snow that had been falling for many days.
Zhang Hanju took a while to adjust before he could see clearly, "Let's go."
She took her hands off her sun-shaded eyes, and something cold slipped from her nose. "It's so cold. My nose is so cold that it's so cold."
I wiped it with the back of my hand, and there was bright red blood.
Not frozen yet.
Shen Tianhuan was surprised, "You have a nosebleed, go back."
Zhang Hanju wiped it and said, "It's okay, I must be angry."
The more you wipe, the more blood you get.
Shen Tianhuan told her to stop moving and stroked her shoulder with one hand, but he just touched her and before he could help her stop the bleeding, she fell head first into the snow nest.
The blood flowing out of her nose was far less than the blood she spit out. No one knew what happened to her. The blood spurted from her throat into her mouth. She was like a swimmer who was about to drown in her own blood. She coughed hard and let out a horrible sound. The terrifying sound of vomiting blood.
Shao Ze and Shen Tianhuan watched helplessly as her blurred eyes looked towards the sky. They gathered around her, but there was nothing they could do. Young life had no enemies or bullets, so it just passed by itself. The light in her eyes gradually dimmed, and those eyes were like that. The vivid, little fox-like eyes turned into colorless, broken glass beads.
Shen Tianhuan's voice was in her ears, and he called her name. No one had ever called her name so sincerely, except Zhang Ziyang.
This time she did not drown in the river, but was blocked by her own blood.
Where will she go? She should be back in that world. It's great. After three rounds, she will go back.
An Shuang is waiting for her.
What about this world?
She will never see Shen Tianhuan again, she will never see Zhang Ziyang again, and Zou Qiuyue with the owl tattooed on her back...
It was so cold here. She looked around at the sky. The gray sky seemed to be under the water. She was immersed in the water, just like that day, the nightmare of her life. When she dreamed back at midnight, the cold water still poured into her nose and mouth. The hair is spread out like a handful of broken water plants.
She wanted to say goodbye to Shen Tianhuan, but she was too tired to say anything. She could only look at his figure with misty eyes.
Shen Tianhuan picked her up and took her into the tree house. She was finally able to speak, "No... don't..."
Even if she has to leave this world, she still wants to look at the sky and the earth. Although everything here is fake, she feels that it will be real when she lands on the ground. Looking at the sky is not false. As long as there is heaven and earth, people have nothing to fear. Everything is reincarnation.
She was aware of his embrace, his shaking shoulders.
Finally there are tears.
Do game characters also cry? Tears may also be part of his programming.
When companions leave and life disappears, he will also be sad.
It's just that the sadness is controlled. It's so pitiful. His joys and sorrows are never up to him. The same is true for the joys and sorrows of this world. Their existence is evidence of the evil in another world.
Zhang Hanju was clearly in the snow, but she felt that night was coming and the surroundings were very dark.
She used up her last strength and whispered to him, "It's so dark, I want..."
"What do you want? Tell me, what do you want?"
"My deer lantern."
She still thought about the crude deer-oil lamp.
"I'll get it for you."
White snow, white sand.
When the snow melts, it will turn into water of life, but there is no water source at the end of the sand.
She was waiting for that person to come.
Zhong Xingfeng was on the other side of the glass wall, looking at the NPC through the glass wall. Her eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the wall.
It also made him feel uncomfortable.
"Pass my consciousness in and I'll test her." Zhong Xingfeng turned around and said to them.
But the woman behind the glass wall shook her head.
Write on the glass wall: Luo, me.
"The person she wants to see is the teacher?!" Ye Xuyang screamed.
Zhong Xingfeng was also shocked and looked at Ye Xuyang.
He turned around quickly, "I'm going to the consciousness extraction laboratory, put me in and talk to her."
Ye Xuyang emphasized, "She is just a part of the system and has no self-awareness. No matter what she says, it is a manifestation of a program error." At this time, he still refuses to admit that terrible fact.
Someone woke up.
Who can admit this fact for the project team? If admitted, it would be the exploitation of human consciousness by humans.
So they can never be counted as "people".
Their performance and actions are just because of bugs, and they can be put back into use after being repaired.
Ye Xuyang grabbed Zhong Xingfeng's arm, "Remember what the teacher said, they are not human beings, and they cannot have human consciousness. Everything they have is given by us."
He nodded, "I didn't forget."
Someone hurriedly ran up from behind and knocked Qiu Yun down. Stars flashed in her eyes, "Sick, you can run rampant in the laboratory!"
The man quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, Sister Qiu, I didn't mean it."
Zhong Xingfeng didn't have time to stop here now, "If there's anything else, report it to Ye Xuyang and wait until I get back."
He said hello repeatedly and said to Ye Xuyang, "The video came over just now, saying that No. 003's vital signs were unstable, and the hospital was rescuing them, but -"
An Shuang grabbed his collar, "Finish, say it!"
"However, the hospital said that her physical injuries were too severe and it was very likely that she could not be saved."
Zhong Xingfeng's feet seemed to be glued to the ground. He Houdan, who was following him, asked, "Are you still going to the laboratory to extract consciousness?"
An Shuang pushed them away and rushed to the hospital in despair.
Qiu Yun applied for a half-day leave, and Gang Anshuang also asked for it, and then left.
The rest of the people were as silent as dead water.
After a long time, Zhong Xingfeng said, "Go to the laboratory to test Zou Qiuyue."
There was no expression on his face, no different from usual, as if that person's life and death were not that important.
He Houdan reminded him, "If the body dies, her consciousness will also die in the game, and the game may cause instability."
Ye Xuyang came over and said, "I'll do the operation, you can do your work, there are enough people."
He Houdan wanted to use this to open up his gap, "No. 003 has also been your assistant, and she has also been in my position. Zhong Gong, you can't be so cold and heartless, and you don't even go to the hospital to see her for the last time." .”
Zhong Xingfeng walked towards the elevator, neither sad nor happy, but his trembling fingers betrayed him. Ye Xuyang hurriedly pressed the number, "I'll go up too, let's go together."
He lowered his hand, and the smooth metal of the elevator reflected his indifference, colder than the silver metal.
He Houdan pressed the button on the 19th floor midway, "I'll get off here. She has been a colleague of mine after all. I'll take a leave and go to the hospital at home to send her off. My brother-in-law and I are different from you."
The elevator door opened and He Houdan walked into another elevator.
Only Ye Xuyang and Zhong Xingfeng were left in the elevator.
"You really don't want to go?"
Zhong Xingfeng shook his head, "I am needed here."
"Sometimes I wonder if you are a robot, but you are so calm that I admire you." Ye Xuyang said, "It's a pity that I have to observe the game. Alas, without the two of us, this project will probably go into chaos."
He said, but Zhong Xingfeng didn't seem to listen.
"what's on your mind?"
When the elevator arrived, Zhong Xingfeng strode into the laboratory.
Ye Xuyang looked at his back, and the elevator door slowly closed.
He changed his clothes and entered the control room, "How is the system now?"
"The whereabouts of the remaining four people cannot be observed. It may be that the battle has not started."
"Has the memory of No. 003 been archived?"
"It was archived last time, but this time she hasn't sent it back yet."
"Can I contact her?" Ye Xuyang.
He opened the background, "No, what's wrong?"
"No. 003's body can't hold on any longer."
He was stunned for a moment, "Is Zhang Hanju about to die?"
"almost."
The man was silent for a moment, "It's a pity that he is so young."
"Who says it isn't?"
Ye Xuyang tried to connect with her, although he knew it might be in vain.
Remembering that he set up a fake her in the game to tease her, Ye Xuyang felt a little guilty now. If he had known better, he would not have done that, and it would be better to give her some sustenance.
A crazy mother, and a stepfather who uses her as an experiment product in exchange for money.
Poor devil.
