Elf Archer of Life in Another World

In fact, Simil did not go far.

When a person has both the power and knowledge to change the world, many seemingly unreasonable and mysterious things are just instructions that take some time to input.

For Simil, some simple instructions are just a thought, and it only takes a moment.

If the optical camouflage invisibility cloak in the real world deceives human eyes, invisibility in the virtual world only requires modifying the corresponding light and color information.

Even if it is to construct a vivid three-dimensional projection, Simil only needs to turn around in a moment to complete it.

This whole world was created with his participation. He will be willing to put on a mask and disguise himself, but he will never be coerced by others in his own world.

Dion's actions of holding the whole city hostage really surprised him, and the existence of the twins seemed to be in danger. Nick's casualness made him feel extremely uncomfortable, and he had a kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder, just like seeing a row of irregularly arranged numbers.

But no matter how powerful these people are, they are just mortals. He is also a "mortal" and once was.

He thought his inexplicable performance would lead to some interesting discussions, but he didn't expect to hear something more interesting.

Brother and sister recognize each other? Personality copies?

Simil stood on the platform on the east side of the palace, watching the noisy "clowns" leaving in a chaotic manner, and turned around to think.

He wonders whether to reverse the impact that has had on the city every year.

He was also wondering why Albert had not responded to his inquiry for so long.

Knowing that Nian Nian might be the clone of a girl named "Mian Mian", Simil habitually shared the news with Albert, but did not receive an immediate response as usual.

A little disappointed, Simil decided to let this city retain the memory of every year.

This is the reward she deserves.

…

Albert received Simil's message, but he had no time or mood to read it.

It only takes one bad day to turn a person from a gentle and amiable mentor to a furious and angry tyrant.

The investigation of Nian Nian continues to fail, the investigation of Pascal continues to fail, and the experiments of mind uploading continue to fail.

Albert left from a floor-to-ceiling window. Inside the window was a corpse lying flat. The busy scientific researchers around him had long been accustomed to it. They would simply clean it up and send him to the medical department to continue to play a role.

They do not feel that this is a trampling on human life, because this will also be their fate.

As the world's best scientific researchers, they dedicate their lives to the world, to endless exploration, and their deaths to future generations and better successors.

This is their confidence in the future, but this confidence also makes them less empathetic when dealing with their contemporaries.

For example, they can wait calmly next to a person who is dying and record various data attentively, but will not use any means to delay the person's life.

They only need "dead" data in their reports.

Albert's experiment only requires death, all kinds of death.

Today, this test subject died of anger.

Illegal operations are addictive. If you do it the first time, you will do it countless times.

Extracting the memory of a living person without authorization is an illegal operation.

Modifying or even deleting the memory of a living person simply because of experimental needs is an illegal operation.

Depriving a person of life for the purpose of experiment is also an illegal operation.

As for letting this person die in the endless loop of memories of grief and anger... This kind of operation has not been written into the regulations, so it is not a violation.

This kind of experiment has been going on for a year, and there are eight test subjects found by Albert. These eight people are all extremely vicious criminals and have been sentenced to death by their countries. Albert just changed their execution place for them.

and manner.

He has been looking for the method of operation that can best stimulate these people's desire to live. He feels that "the desire to live" may be the key to allowing consciousness to transcend death.

It's a pity that after one year, eight memory copies have been accumulated, and eight copies have been accumulated due to failure.

Is it the wrong direction? In the end, we have to return to the high-imitation construction of the nervous system? Or do we need to rethink the information transmission method of quantum activities?

Albert flipped through the test report page by page, as hard as if he was going to break the electronic screen.

He turned the electronic screen upside down on the table, and the collision between his fist and the metal case made him calm down a little.

That's why he doesn't like using projection screens. Punching the air just makes him angrier.

Albert canceled the next order to purchase a death row prisoner, deleted the other party's request for liquidated damages along with the person's contact information, and initiated a targeted cleanup of the entire laboratory's internal network.

In order to prevent Frankenstein, who manages Country H, from discovering the illegal operations here, Albert carefully built an exclusive intranet, forged his personal identity, and donated these failed experimental products as donated medical materials to those in need.

department.

He took out the results of the investigation on Pascal. The private detective he hired was indeed professional. Not only did he obtain the description of the incident and autopsy report of Pascal's death from the local area, but he also obtained the original photos of the scene.

Albert looked at these photos carefully and restored a dusty, messy and old room in his mind bit by bit.

The window in the room is small, and dust dances in the sunlight.

There were three or four books scattered on the bookshelf. The dust buried them together with the bookshelf, but the seal of one of them was somewhat loose.

Albert enlarged the photo and saw a tiny gap between the pages. It seemed that someone had put something in the page.

He quickly looked up the book according to its title, estimated the number of pages, switched pages, and read it word for word.

This seems to be a character's confession.

Albert's eyes fell on the character's last words before his death:

"i killed the one i supposedsa-ve."

…

The annual appearance has not stopped the situation from getting worse.

Zheng Qi and three others hurried over and tried to use military orders to control the riot of NPC soldiers.

Some of them were controlled and gathered in one place by wood and stone to stand by.

The uncontrollable part has been cleaned up, and the corpses are not refreshed as fast as the players, leaving a small mountain piled in place.

The Qilin Army has 500 people, and the number of troops has been reduced by about 140 people.

The envoys escorted 500 people, and the number was reduced by about 80 people.

There are 300 players in Xingtianxia, ​​and six people have been reduced, all of whom are auxiliary players.

Compared to the losses suffered by the Qilin Army, the casualties in Xingtianxia are really nothing, but those who died there were just statistics, while those who died here were all good friends who had known each other for a long time.

With the hill made of corpses as a boundary, the people present were quickly divided into two groups. Song Qing's people were cleaning the battlefield, and he himself had gone offline to rest long ago.

How early?

The last moment when the shouts of killing disappeared.

Nian Nian has been surrounded by players from all over the world, but some people think that her appearance of sitting cross-legged and grabbing grass for food is too unintimidating, so they secretly gave the president a look that they thought no one was paying attention to.

Without saying a word for a long while, Nien Nian walked towards the Qilin Army. The person who tried to stop him was glared at by Nian Nian, and instantly turned into an aggrieved quail.

Among the 140 people who were reduced from the Qilin Army, she killed 100 of them.

After killing the convulsing soldiers, the Xingtianxia players who were angrily trying to continue killing were frozen into ice cubes one by one by her arrows. They were now shivering with their hands and feet suffering first-degree frostbite.

She treats her enemies and her own people as ruthlessly as the autumn wind sweeps away fallen leaves. Fortunately, she still has a sense of admiration for Shi Sui, which can be said to make these people feel at ease.

"Did you see anything strange just now?"

Shi Sui whispered to Nian Nian who was following him.

I try to think back every year, but I am not sure: "Could someone be causing trouble?"

"I rather hope that the scene just now was caused by some external cause."

The two of them walked past the busy envoys and guards and the mountain of corpses that was getting smaller and smaller, and bumped into the oncoming Zheng Qi and his three men.

Shi Sui smiled. Under such circumstances, smart people will not fight on their own. Even if they are suspicious, they must strive for peaceful cooperation on the surface.

She retreated quietly every year. She felt that she was responsible for the warning, but she knew that these people were going to go around in circles again.

For no reason, the soldiers under his command began to go crazy and kill people, and they only killed people from all over the world. After discussion, Zheng Qi and the three of them all felt that it was impossible to prove their innocence, and the top priority was to strive for joint handling of the case.

They want to strive for a person's absolute neutrality to ensure that they will not be unjustly accused to death, and then be manipulated into bandits by the people in the world using public opinion.

Zheng Qi went directly to Nian Nian.

When he was one step away, Nian Nian suddenly soared into the sky, the Moon Spirit Bow in his hand ready to go.