Chapter 622

"Go to sleep after eating!"

Frost Qi qihum of carry up the big bone, fly to mutation pit. The life support tank for him to sleep is at the edge of the hole. Shuangqi shoves him in and closes the door. Through the pure glass cover, she stares at Shuo Gu, while the colorful spiritual lines on his cheek turn into shy rosy.

Shuangqi stroked the cold bulkhead, "Shuo Gu, don't become cold. I will save you. I swear in the name of cooking that I will make you live like a person, not a pig."

Frost Qi's plan is to steal an escape ship from the evacuated star ship, dismantle the control system of the tribunal, and then jump out of the star map.

But she doesn't have these skills. This is not the knowledge that auxiliary arms should know, especially Gemini, a tool with potential security risks.

There is a library in the chanting hall, but it is a symbolic construction. The books in it are flying face doctrine, scriptures, and all kinds of recipes.

She is not a mainstream guard. Although she will receive the regulation and management of the magistracy before she loses control, she can get inspiration from the array of soul stones. Now, she is actually a ghost wandering in the flying face cult. She has no identity. To put it bluntly, "prisoner", "cold treatment" and "free experiment" are frost Qi's identities.

She herself was deliberately added to a variable in the monster mutation experiment. Originally, she had the hidden danger of losing control. In a long period of sober activities, she gradually broke away from the high-intensity doctrinal brainwashing, just like a gun. Without maintenance, she plated her own color in the natural wind and frost.

Since there's no maintenance, it's normal for rust to appear. In the requirements of the flying face sect, the rust is poisonous, but it's sweet for Shuangqi Mingshi fish. Let her taste the rich mood changes.

Just like the taste changes of jubaimi fruit cake, if you touch your lips first, you can feel springy, moist, not dry and not soft. Then the tip of your tongue will meet you and collide with the jam skin on the surface of the cake. The sugar stimulates the taste buds. It's light sweet. Breathing will send the smell of the cake to the deep part of your mouth and up to your nose. It's scorched and peppermint like. The incisors close and cut off the cake: at first, it rebounds a little, and soon it splits smoothly. Even the gums can feel the fine touch.

With constant chewing and tongue stirring, the complex flavor factors are displayed in layers.

Then, the nerve signal is transmitted to the brain, stimulating memory, mixing dopamine with memory, happiness and happiness, and indulging wholeheartedly.

Tasting food is such a task that requires all senses and all efforts to approach perfection.

Like emotion, Shuangqi meets Shuo Gu for the first time and shakes every neuron by his madness. It's like eating a mouthful of mustard and breaking through the canopy of heaven. Then, she observes Shuo Gu with her own vision, feels Shuo Gu with her touch, connects Shuo Gu with her hearing, and builds a bubble between two ill fated experimental tools with language and action Beautiful and illusory social relations.

If she and Shuo Gu, who is the active party, who is not, they all shudder in the shadow of a terrible and predictable future.

For players, NPC's love is just irrelevant data. There may be emotional human touch, but it can not give any force to reality.

But for NPCs themselves, what players call illusory is real, and what players call real is illusory.

Shuangqi Mingshi fish is acutely aware of the excellent magic talent of Shuo Gu. They need the freedom of inevitability once and for all, and they also need the absolute power of setting the tone. And this is not difficult, just some advanced magic books.

When will people take risks and seek the impossible?

……

Mr. Tang submitted a paper report entitled "report on the resistance of half brain people to the Internet personality transformation memes and the possibility of key information theft" and a "psychological profile of Tang Sheng" to his superiors.

He sat in a closed dead white room, opposite a man in regular clothes.

"Comrade Tang Sheng, how long have you been in this situation?"

"Since 16:39 p.m. on April 1, 2091, I have been able to feel ra9 bewitching me through radio waves."

"But you never mentioned it in the file, and we didn't find it at all, did you?"

"Right." Master Tang sat upright with his hands on his knees.

"Do you think your situation is a case in point, or does it belong to all comrades in your situation?"

"It should not be a case."

"But you are the first to report to the state. Tell me why?" The other side has a little fleeting anger, but he still inquires in a calm tone.

"This just proves that I am resistant to ra9 signal. This kind of radio wave is like my own wishful thinking. It has no reason and does not always exist, but I do have the initial evidence of this idea."

"So you doubt the quality of the rest of the comrades? I'm afraid this is a case in point, or is it a mental illness? ""They just don't have the right opportunity to report the situation." Master Tang frowned, "I'm the only one in China for the time being, right?"

"Well, the number of special comrades like you has never been high, and the number of half brains is even less At home, it's really temporary If your information is confirmed, we will arrange for more comrades to undergo brain surgery. "

"Let me have a try and see if I can find more information about it from the ra9 cluster network."

"Your request will be reported. Organize to study it. You can stay here for a while and stand by."

"That's good By the way, not all comrades have accepted the steel seal, have they? "

"It's not something you should know at your level."

"Then please don't use it for internal testers, especially for children." Master Tang gazed into elder brother's eyes deeply. "This war has no chance of winning. Don't let future generations suffer too much."

“……” The elder brother stood up and walked out the door. When he touched the doorknob, master Tang's eyes stabbed behind him like a sharp nail. "For the sake of the people, comrades are not afraid of sacrifice, but it's too heavy for children." He took a deep breath. "It won't be that time. It won't be."

Master Tang watched the thick lead door close, and he closed his eyes.

When will people take risks and seek the impossible?

After seeing the face of the future clearly, I decided to fight for justice in my heart.