Chapter 1036

I'm strangling Johnny.

But we all know that he won't really die like this.

Johnny doesn't even bother to pretend to be miserable. In fact, although I have a real touch to him, it's more like a dream touch.

I stare at his face, the face of a beautiful and wild man, the smell of a prodigal man and a madman, which can attract women, gay men and law-abiding monks at the same time.

He narrowed his eyes and looked like he was basking in the old Hawaiian sun.

When his body dissipated at a certain moment, I suddenly felt that I was waking up. The world in my dream was almost instantly away. With the irresistible return of consciousness to my body, I could not continue to listen to the story of the red haired man.

"Awake?"

"Well." I didn't open my eyes, but I know the speaker was Lu Zongping.

"Do you want to be alone now?"

“…… Yes You see, you can see my heart clearly. Why do you pretend you don't know and ask me?

"I left you a small gift at the head of the bed. It's a blessing for your recovery."

"Thank you." feeble.

He's gone. Listen to the footsteps.

I don't know how many people there are in the room. Maybe there are no more. The room is empty. The sound of breathing and footsteps are quiet, leaving only the gentle air flow of the ventilation system.

Ah.

I tried to sigh.

No one responded. It looks like it's really over.

Quietly open your eyes and look around - except for the mess after the party, the room is really empty.

You may or may not understand. In a word, when a person learns of the bad news and the fate of his death, he will always be willing to be alone for a while, because all the comforts at this time can't take effect. Death is such a huge thing that he can eat all the happiness, sadness, happiness of forgetting sadness, sadness and happiness of forgetting happiness . The fat God of death sat by my bed, making me unable to see the world around me.

"Yo Yo, isn't that V? How long has it been? How bad is it? " Johnny just showed up in my sight, smiling and squatting at the head of the bed.

"Go away."

Johnny breathed a sigh of relief and picked up a cigarette: he's an electronic ghost, smoking an electronic cigarette. I can't smell it, or I'll beat him up.

The man sat down so comfortably on the head of the bed that we were like two cats huddled in the same box.

And I feel unquestionably angry about the encroachment of my private space.

I won't say it, but I know Johnny can see that if he still has a wink, as my doomed killer, he can roll back into the chip and let me digest the dopamine reward after the vomit and headache ebb.

But he was sitting there.

I admit that his bad behavior makes me feel a little sad and indignant. Johnny silverhand is a bitch. No doubt, he will not only kill me, but also watch my pain in the long process of execution.

For a man full of hatred like him, this terrible punishment will surely make him hungry and thirsty.

So why should I take such a fate?

What gave me such a fate?

Maybe before I know the truth, I can shout like all the hippies: Die capitalism!

But now, I'm afraid I can't.

The world is a false program. I can imagine that the creator of this program is creating a background for the digital consciousness in life, just like God did. However, God did not specify the date and social background in advance. In the program, he just needs to move a little bit - pull one out of the vast social background settings, all kinds of doctrines, all kinds of ideas Ideological trend, various systems, and then BAM, a well-set world emerges.

If you ask me, let me choose, what kind of system do you want to live in.

That's a real problem.

“ Tobeornottobe.Thisisaquestion That's what Johnny silverhand said.

"Screw you, what do you want to say?"

"I'm thinking about how you can survive."

"You'd better be, or I'll try my best to get you out."

"Listen to me, I have a plan that will surely save us all."

"I don't want to hear it."

"It doesn't matter whether you want to listen or not. Can you still cover your ears?"

I'll show you my middle finger. Do you mind.

Johnny took a puff. "If I'm right, we're trapped in the holy land of Osaka."

"First, let's talk about what it is."

"You also know what relic is. It can upload people's consciousness to Internet technology. Shenyu is such a place to satisfy the body."You mean, the world we live in is a simulation program run by Osaka in Shenyu, right

"Yes, that's exactly the truth. Although we may not be able to escape from this program, we can completely find this Shenyu. This is the best way I can think of."

"So the question is, where is Shenyu?"

"I don't know. Fifty years on, how could I know that? "

"It seems that I have to talk to my friend in Zhucun."

"You mean the Jap? I don't like him

"Just don't like it. It's great to disgust you."

I decided to take a look at the present that Lu Zongping gave me.

"Fuck," Johnny laughed, "pocket watch? What kind of antique is this? "

A pocket watch, made of brass, has no watch chain. The cover is printed with a skull. After pressing the buckle, the cover pops up. The white porcelain dial is simple in design.

A valuable handicraft must be very valuable. Although I don't understand Lu Zongping's intention of giving it to me, I don't think it's a waste. For the first time in so many years, he gave me a gift. To be honest, I didn't see anything from him. Even his adopted son and daughter didn't get one or two souvenirs of warm moments.

There is also a note under the pocket watch, on which is a note written by Lu Zongping: the mysterious pocket watch from the legendary investigator is said to have the special power to let people go back to history, which can greatly help the investigator to find out the truth. Its last owner used his power to find out all the secrets of the oberline.

I see. It's reliable.

I can't wait to have a try.

Johnny: Well, agent vermouth, where are we going now

"Well, let me think about Johnny Watson. I think we have two choices now. The first one is to go to that bamboo village. As the bodyguard of Sanlang, he must know a lot about it, and he is now living on the street and needs our help very much."

Johnny waited for a while, then asked reluctantly, "what's the second choice, please?"

"Let's go to Evelyn Parker, the initiator. She asked Jack and I to steal the chip. She has so many secrets."