Chapter 1048

I stare at Lu Zongping for half a minute. He has no expression.

I didn't get any assignments.

Because we can't speak on our own initiative, we are here with big eyes and small eyes.

Of course, I can send email to him - but when I edit email, my eyesight subsides. Although I'm not totally blind, it's impossible to use email as my daily communication channel.

I really don't understand why fate is so cruel to me. It's so hard to live, but I have to set up all kinds of obstacles.

If I had known today, I would not have gone to the cyanite building.

Maybe it was a good idea to let me die in the first place.

In principle, I am not a good person. I have done dirty work in the street, and my hands have been stained with blood. Many people have died in my hands. Going to heaven is not my extravagance, I only hope hell is false. Is it really a luxury for people to survive? I live in such a game, let me think, if this game is the same as all other games I know, I am a game character, maybe a very important role, and all the choices I make have already been arranged in the dark.

Do you know why I refuse to admit that I live in the game? I only dare to assume that I live in the virtual world.

Because I'm afraid.

The "players" who operate my choice are the real actors. If the world is specially designed for entertainment, there will be no so-called randomness and change. Fate is a plot in this world, and the plot must be completed, otherwise

I suddenly saw Lu Zongping's indifferent face with a slight happy smile, just like the ripples of the calm lake wrinkled by the wind.

He patted me on the shoulder. "Now you know. If you don't want to make a decision, put it off

Yes, I see.

If I don't push forward the plot, the world will stop changing. That is to say, if I don't make the final decision, I'll be immortal.

This idea is so weird. When I told Johnny this idea, he sneered and said, "I thought there was nothing crazier in night city than me."

That's good. I just call Jack, "Hey, man, how's Evelyn doing?"

"That's good. I've talked to Judy and I'm going to Yunding."

"Thank you, but I'll help you next."

"Ha, can't you rest assured of me?"

"Say what, Jack, you know how much I believe you."

"Thank you, sister. You can come if you want. We'll wait for you in Liz."

Hang up.

I remember the last time I called Jack and asked him where the task was going. He also said that he had just finished talking with Judy. After so long, he was still completely excited.

Look, Johnny.

It's dark in front of me now, but I can guess Johnny's awkward expression. It must be very interesting.

"Damn it." He said so.

I was about to laugh.

"What's so funny?"

I just think of a sentence of heavy hammer.

"What?"

You're just a bunch of rotten meat.

Johnny choked by this sentence and was very quiet for a while. I guess he must have been wronged like a chicken thrown away. But I have emptied my brain and let all kinds of strange ideas come out - and these ideas may not even be my own ideas, but the plot needs me to think like this.

Look, it's disgusting. The truth is scary.

When my eyesight came back, Johnny was smoking. He glanced at me in the same way. He was very tired.

What's the matter? What kind of gun?

"I just feel sick. What you said is bullshit. I ask you, why do you live so many years in peace, and you don't find yourself living in a lie at all? Instead, these two days, all of a sudden, "he gesticulated and danced very excited," all of a sudden, you come up with this stupid idea. Do you think it's because you've been cheated, drugged and mentally controlled? Yes, the bartender It's not a good person! "

I took a look at Lu Zongping and asked him, "Lu, tell me, is my past memory forged?"

"No The man behind the bar replied.

"You didn't lie to me? Or don't you know? "

"I have here a picture of you eating a bad stomach and vomiting a lesson table more than ten years ago, just after entering school."

"No, thank you. And why do you keep these photos?"

"Because it's really spectacular."

I can remember why I hate this bird man. What he likes to do most is collect other people's black materials, and he is a very small-minded guy.

"In fact, I am a very tolerant person."Oh, great. This guy can read hearts.

"I can't read the mind, I just can guess what you think."

"Then what I'll go first! " Johnny, give me a hand!

Back in my apartment, I was still struggling with my vision, but Johnny said, "V, just now, I had my own vision."

What do you mean?

"What's more, if I can see it, I can see it."

So should I congratulate you?

"You're the best when you shut up."

Come on, Johnny.

"Well?"

I want to understand a truth. I can only tell you that I don't know the consequences of saying this, but I think it's OK to talk to you. Just in time, you can help me.

"Tell me."

You see, now we can all be sure that there is something called plot that is promoting the development of the world, so those players at higher levels will experience the plot through me.

"Yes, it is."

Is it possible that my blindness is also a kind of plot need, in order to prevent me from telling the truth to more NPCs and prevent the plot from getting out of control.

"If there are really players, it's a big deal for them to read files once."

Yes, for so many years, I have been living in this false world. Players must have a way to make me unable to detect the truth. If I dare to tell the truth, they will definitely take measures.

"Not necessarily." Johnny smokes every three seconds, which means that he thinks hard, "since the plot is really important, it's the only important thing in this game, and it's more likely that once he makes unconventional behavior. You don't need the players to end up, you will be hit back by the plot, you will lose your memory, or you will be hypnotized, and even more serious, you will encounter accidents, and I can think of the most terrible scenario - the plot will take away everything from you and kill all your loved ones, friends and relatives. "

That makes sense. That's cruel enough. Oh, yes, is it possible? In fact, my biggest enemy is the plot itself, and the players may help me Cyan Bi building, that night, I couldn't get out until I plugged in the chip. At that time, I noticed that fate is not impeccable. There are higher standards and perhaps rebellious forces in it.

A simple truth: the key plot is more important than the details. As long as I complete the node, the rest can play freely. Like Jack, I can ask him to go to Evelyn, but only oral work, the rest of the fight and kill content must be my presence.

Johnny and I can speak out their own ideas in our minds when they are in different stages!