The Puppeteer of Academy City

On September 24th, the sixth day of the Daba Star Festival, it was also the day when the competition was the most intense.

Ling Xingye was admitted to the hospital for treatment, and thanked guests behind closed doors on the grounds of recuperating.

Even if Misaka Mikoto and other acquaintances went to visit, they couldn't stay for too long.

Even Shiranui Tong and Lu Xuyang were invited out by him for the same reason.

Lying in the independent ward of the school hospital all day, Ling Xingye was quietly retrieving his memory, recalling every detail since his birth.

"Life is like a play!"

Baoliang's words before his death kept echoing in his ears.

At this time, Ling Xingye felt deeply - his own life felt full of secrets and deceptions.

Ling Xingye remembered that Baiyin Yao also said that he was "the real Baiyin" when evaluating him.

At this moment, it seems that she may have expected it at the time, or she is simply an insider.

Pushing forward... is the old enemy Lu Cun, who is obviously also Baiyin's puppet master, but is the only one who wants to kill him.

It seems that Lu Cun is the same as himself, he doesn't feel that way, otherwise, in order to get "Thousand Machine Changes", he would definitely not kill him.

—Thinking about it this way, that straightforward guy is actually cuter.

Continuing to trace back, since I joined the Ling family class and was adopted by the class leader, I may have already "fallen into a trap".

"Could it be... my life so far has been planned?" Ling Xingye said to himself, "What am I? What is the meaning of my existence?"

"I have a memory palace, which theoretically has absolute memory ability, but I also lost my memory for a while... This leaves a lot of room for manipulation." Ling Xingye said.

Could it be that all his memories are just edited? Is everything just what he thinks he has experienced?

Ling Xingye's mind was in chaos, all kinds of thoughts and thoughts were rampant.

Until late at night, he still sat on the bed and thought hard.

In the end, it was Liu Yinjian who entered the ward.

"Here, this is a new mobile phone prepared by your staff." He handed over a file bag, "It is said that all the data of the old mobile phone has been transferred over."

Ling Xingye nodded and took the file bag, and poured out a mobile phone from it.

When I opened it, I saw a lot of missed calls and unread emails.

Kamijou Touma, Hijikata Go, Kanzaki Kaori and others, Nanban and Ito Arisu and other subordinates, Isshiki Chie and Yakushiji Miyu and other students.

There are also Misaka Mikoto Quartet and Misaka 10001.

And the ones with the most calls, Lu Xuyang and Hitomi Shiranui...

They didn't know that Ling Xingye had changed his phone again, and at the end of the day, he almost blew up the phone.

"Ah..." Ling Xingye suddenly laughed at himself, "What the **** am I worrying about?"

Wouldn't it be okay to just tell them about this kind of thing?

From the moment my Shiranui Hitomi and I backed up each other's memories, didn't I already decide—no matter what, I would trust her unconditionally?

Ling Xingye didn't know whether this "memory" was real or not, but he knew that this was a decision he made while being sober and calm at this moment.

"That's enough, life is like a play, how can there be so many worries!" Ling Xingye, who had made up his mind, relaxed and fell asleep peacefully.

The next day, the closing ceremony of the Daha Star Festival. Ling Xingye came to the class to gather on time.

Hitomi Shiranui looked at Ling Xingye happily, but also worried about his unusually indifferent attitude yesterday, and didn't know what to do for a while.

Ling Xingye took the initiative to step forward and said: "Tong, after the closing ceremony, let's have a good chat. Regarding my memory, I also want you to check it again."

"OK, all right!"

…

The closing ceremony in the morning ended successfully, followed by the final carnival and ceremony.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ling Xingye and Shiranui Hitomi came to a quiet coffee shop, preparing for memory backup and the final showdown.

At the same time, a rare package arrived in the windowless building.

Yubiao Danxi delivered the package to the room. Although she was a little curious, she still didn't ask any more questions. As usual, she bowed to Aleister and left immediately.

After a while, an invisible force picked up the package, opened it in the air, and found a rather "quaint" video tape inside.

There is a line written on the videotape—

"Magician's last message, our agreement is complete."

Aleister took a look, and found a delicate and small memory chip from the corner of the packaging box. On the plastic case, there are three teeny seal characters—"Tui Bei Tu" engraved with micro-engraving techniques.

It was the "Book of Prophecy" that Baoliang had promised to read to Aleister.

"Antique..." Aleister checked and found nothing abnormal.

A moment later, a barrel-shaped robot pushed out a projector from the back of the room, and stuffed Baoliang's videotape into it.

"Dear Chairman Aleister—no, you should be called 'Edward Alexander the Magician'." Bao Liang appeared in the picture in an iconic tuxedo, "The greatest magician of the twentieth century, yours We have heard of daimyo even if we are isolated from the world.”

"According to the agreement, I brought the book of prophecy. Of course, the original text is impossible. However, the memory chip made with our technology has the ability of one-time original text-the effect of reading it for the first time is not as good as directly reading the original text, please be sure Forgive me."

"Since you saw this video, instead of me personally sending "Tui Bei Tu", then I must have died?" Bao Liang said with a cheerful smile, "But it doesn't matter, I have expected it, so I prepared this A videotape."

"Please allow me to tell you a story in this way..." Baoliang bowed to the camera, then sat back, and said, "Originally, this should be a secret that we, Yanshi and Baiyin, should keep together. It should not be rumored. But you are the greatest magician ever, and now you are the founder and leader of the scientific side. More importantly, you are secretly carrying out the artificial heaven plan..."

"I don't know what purpose you are pushing forward with this bold plan, but it doesn't matter, the key lies in the significance of this experiment itself.

"Okay, let's get far... the story begins—" Baoliang coughed.

"A long time ago, there was an ancient and highly developed country. They were almost omnipotent and had explored the entire world.

"Then, they start thinking about — what's beyond this world?

"They have made countless efforts and attempts, but they have repeatedly hit the wall, and there has been no result.

"Finally, they came up with a solution—simulation!

"They made a 'box' and imitated their world in the box—the laws of physics, the rules of mathematics...put all the parameters into this box, and simulate the operation of the real world as much as possible.

"Finally ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ created life in the box - observe how they think and study this problem; observe whether they can break through the boundaries of the 'box' and come outside to meet the creators; observe Can the methods and ideas they use bring inspiration to the same research in the real world..."

Bao Liang paused, and then said: "Then the interesting part comes, do you know what the ending of this story is?"

Aleister's eyes widened suddenly, and the liquid in the huge test tube seemed to be boiling.

Bao Liang laughed loudly: "I guess you must have thought of it—the people in the last box also made a box!"

"Fangcun Mountain in Yanshi, Baiyin's Pot Realm, the artificial heaven you created by mistake..." Finally, Bao Liang said, "Don't you think it looks a bit like that little 'box'?"

After speaking, Baoliang looked up at the sky. Aleister also lowered her head, looking through the obstacles to the sky.

"So..." At the end, when the image disappeared, Baoliang's voice came faintly, "Life is like a play..."

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