God Simulator

Song Shiyi got up at seven o'clock. She took a shower, dried her hair, drank a glass of warm milk, and then started to look at the memo on her phone.

No matter what happened yesterday, withdrawal amnesia would always clear her memory on time, leaving her with only memories of things before she was fourteen years old.

Some people say that having a good memory is a burden.

But for Song Shiyi, constant forgetting is also a pity.

She always wakes up in a blank, and then dazedly finds that the person in the mirror has suddenly grown up. It seems that she has reached the age of twenty overnight.

What happened in the six years of missing contact?

Song Shiyi always can't help thinking.

According to the records given by the hospital and the committee, she was injured by a special prop during a capture mission three years ago. As a result, her brain is abnormal now and cannot save the latest memory.

The days of practicing dance and performing in the SUH girl group seem like yesterday.

Song Shiyi opened the memo that she synchronized to the cloud server, and the first paragraph written on it was.

"Every day is a new beginning."

She was selected by the simulator at a very young age and became one of the god players, so this part of her memory was completely preserved.

Or rather, the relevant memories were protected by some kind of power rules, and even props that could destroy memories could not strip them away.

The records in the memo are divided into two parts.

The first part is work, and the second part is life.

She clicked on the work column first.

The latest news was written on it.

"Mark and find a player named [Yao Shen] in the Temple of the Gods. The fragment world he is in is related to [Golden Fields]."

She tapped the side with her finger lightly, and a recording popped up.

A woman said, "Why is it you? Can you change someone else?"

"... I only know that guy calls himself 'Yao Shen', and I don't know anything else."

Song Shiyi has no impression of this conversation.

But she has gotten used to it.

She would hear conversations she didn't remember at all on her phone, strangers would keep calling her, and people she didn't know would greet her...

Sometimes she would imagine that she was not Song Shiyi, but just inherited or seized the personality and life of Song Shiyi and walked in this world.

In other words, the real Song Shiyi had died long ago. The current me was just a substitute that could only be used for 24 hours, and it would restart after 24 hours, just like some kind of machine with insufficient storage.

But it didn't really matter.

Anyway, in the eyes of everyone, including myself, she could not deny that she was Song Shiyi.

The phone rang suddenly, and the call was from an unfamiliar number that had no records.

Song Shiyi clicked on the hands-free button to answer.

There was no sound on the other end.

"Hello?" Song Shiyi tried to say: "I'm Song Shiyi."

At this time, the other party said: "Come out and meet."

There was a girl on the other end, and she sounded young.

Song Shiyi asked: "What's the matter?"

"We met, in an alley with many cars. There is Yu Yao from the Donghai clan. I have news to tell you, and I also want to ask you something."

Song Shiyi opened the work column and counted from top to bottom according to the date.

In one of the rows, she found the relevant matters.

"Outside the dormitory of the motorcycle factory in Jiuyuan Community, in the parking lane, Jia Xiaokai's follower, Yu Yao of the Donghai clan, caused the death of two people. He was executed by the female apostle Mary."

"Ah, I remember, hello, hello."

Song Shiyi agreed: "Then let's make an appointment at a place?"

The other party said: "Then the alley where we met last time."

The phone was hung up.

Song Shiyi looked at the other party's number, which was a normal phone number.

But she didn't check the number, and she might not be able to find it. For her, her biggest advantage is to forget it after seeing it, which neither causes trouble to herself nor adds burden to others.

This is also the key to her having so many informants.

Song Shiyi changed her clothes, put on her bag, and waved to the crystal chandelier in the living room.

"Mingzi, go out."

A little sparrow flew out of the bright chandelier and landed on Song Shiyi's shoulder.

As soon as it left, all the lights in the whole house went out instantly.

The sparrow combed its chest feathers with its short beak, tilted its head, and looked at Song Shiyi with its small eyes, just like an ordinary bird.

"It's still the old rules. No matter how greedy you are, you can't steal electricity and fire outside, especially in public facilities. It's agreed." Song Shiyi scratched its head with her fingers.

Mingzi nodded, like a chicken pecking at rice.

...

Outside the dormitory of the locomotive factory, there were two half-grown children of eleven or twelve years old playing football in the parking alley.

After Song Shiyi came here, they kept stealing glances at her, and their conversations were also a little absent-minded. The ball at their feet could not stop.

When they met Song Shiyi's gaze, the two teenagers blushed and hurriedly turned their eyes away, pretending to practice passing seriously.

Song Shiyi looked at her outfit.

She wore a wool jacket on the outside, a black close-fitting sweater on the inside, jeans and leather boots underneath. Her silver-gray short hair was fluffy and she didn't wear earrings or necklaces. She only drew a little eyeliner and applied natural lipstick.

This outfit would make her look a little more mature.

Song Shiyi looked around and found that the other party was already sitting in a car.

"Here." A girl waved to her.

The Xiali car the girl was sitting in was covered with dust, and I wondered if it was abandoned by the owner. But it didn't matter.

Song Shiyi also got into the back seat of Xiali's car.

She observed the other person.

Mary is a girl in a gray sweatshirt. She looks about seventeen or eighteen years old. She wears a baseball cap that covers her head, with long green hair tied up under the brim.

The girl wore a pair of sunglasses, as if she didn't want people to know her true appearance. Normal people would not understand that there is a terrifying apostolic power hidden in this seemingly slender body.

The other party said: "I want to check someone. Pray to God."

The girl whispered: "There is something in his hand that is very dangerous."

"Miss Mary."

Song Shiyi said: "I do know the relevant information about praying to the gods. However, as the prosecutor of the committee, leaking secrets to the outside world is against discipline..."

"Can I ask, what makes you feel dangerous?"

"No comment."

Song Shiyi was not surprised by the other party's reaction.

In essence, she and her informants were exchanging information for mutual benefit. But there are red lines within the committee that must be followed.

Both sides were silent for a while.

Mary suddenly said: "The things may be hidden in the safe area, not in the fragmented world. This is the news I know."

Song Shiyi was not sure what the other party meant.

But for the committee, the normal order in the safe zone must be guaranteed first.

"Miss Mary, the safe zone is still safe." Song Shiyi said.

"Really?" Mary asked.

These words made Song Shiyi a little speechless.

Recently, two cases occurred nearby.

Yuan Lisa's robbery case, Jia Xiaokai's believer's murder case...

During this period of time, the public security is really not good.

Song Shiyi could only use an official statement: "We will try our best to abort the danger in advance, but the manpower is limited after all, and we cannot prevent every case..."

Mary interrupted: "That's not what I'm talking about."

"That is?"

"The more dangerous ones...such as [Whistleblower]."

Song Shiyi immediately shook her head: "Impossible."

Mary was silent.

"I don't know your reason. But..."

Song Shiyi blurted out immediately: "According to the parallel dimension theory, the upper and lower dimensions have always remained relatively parallel. The physical distance between players on the earth - strictly speaking, the information interaction generated, maintains a certain synchronization with the lower dimension world."

"From a macro perspective, unlike the active and changeable lower dimensions, the higher dimensions are in a long-term static state and cannot directly overlap and interfere with other dimensions."

"If players from other dimensions want to get here, they must move their world and overlap the world level. However, the higher the dimension, the more difficult it is to move."

"Any closed world or fragmented world that cannot form a two-way channel or overlap at the world level meets the definition of a safe zone. The high-dimensional Earth is also one of them."

“As the saying goes, you cannot lift the ground below your feet.”

"The usual approach is for players to use the pantheon of gods to reduce the dimension and enter a lower-dimensional world. By moving the lower-dimensional world they control, it overlaps or interferes with other lower-dimensional worlds."

"It's like two people who live in different countries and they can't move their entire house and city, so they just go out and meet through movable transportation."

Song Shiyi quoted many existing conclusions and finally concluded: "The safe zone is like the deep sea, and the crawling zone is like the shallow sea."

"The pressure of the deep sea will make it difficult for shallow sea creatures to survive. All the abilities they are proud of will fail here, and they may even suffocate themselves."

"Even if players from other dimensions manage to reach the safe zone, they will have to cut off their arms and lose all abilities in the crawling zone. In this way, they will be no different from ordinary people or animals here, but will put themselves in extreme danger. ”

"There are exceptions to everything," Mary said.

This light sentence made Song Shiyi think a lot.

The safe zone theory is a conclusion reached after a lot of practice.

But as the committee continues to delve deeper into the simulator, new perspectives and thinking are being generated all the time.

If there is any risk to the theoretical security barriers of the safe zone, the consequences will be unbearable.

Even if the possibility is low, you still have to guard against it. This Mary was definitely not just looking for entertainment when she revealed the news to him.

"Thank you for the message, Miss Mary."

Song Shiyi said seriously: "I will report this matter to the committee through anonymous sources."

…

Lu Yao in the room let out a sigh of relief.

Any organization has security anxiety. Just point out the theoretical risks and release some specious big news to make them dubious.

This time he actually just wanted to say something.

"Is the safe zone safe?"

For this dish of vinegar, Lu Yao made a plate of dumplings.

Since the safe zone is stable and other realm gods cannot come to compete in real people, Lu Yao has nothing to fear.

What [whistleblower] [skinner]?

Again.

On the territory of the Garlic Tribe, if your people dare to show up, I will fight you every time.