Trembling At A High Altitude

"Because he is innocent."

"He was just protecting his kids."

"He is no longer alive, and he will never be able to wait for the proof of innocence."

"But that was really important to him."

"So, I can only comfort him in another way."

Li Teng's tone was calm, as if a host was telling a story, as if it had nothing to do with him.

"..."

"The content of the next live broadcast may cause some discomfort..."

"It may also cause extreme discomfort, so please watch with caution..."

"Although for me, it's become a daily routine."

"..."

The next video lasted for more than ten hours.

They soon disappeared from the Internet, but later someone found the videos and spread them privately.

Until twelve o'clock in the evening.

The last live shot.

The drone footage gradually moves away from the freighter deck.

A mushroom cloud rose above the freighter.

…

Before leaving, Li Teng took one last look at the world.

This so-called real world.

If it really existed, there would be nothing left for him to miss.

The deceased was gone, and revenge could not restore anything, but he still had to do it.

Reconciliation with parents only unlocks inner demons.

What he is doing now is to relieve his inner demons.

…

"Who can guarantee that this world is the real real world?"

"Who can guarantee that all these so-called real-world memories really belong to my life and my memories?"

"Who can guarantee that these hatred, concealment and guilt truly belong to me and are not emotions and feelings that have been forced on me?"

"What if I'm just another Zheng Junzhe, and I was just forcibly injected with these memories that didn't originally belong to me?"

"Although it's a bit heartless to think so, I'm sorry for my parents and relatives."

"But who can say that these speculations of mine are not true?"

"Am I really an actor? Maybe I'm just an NPC?"

"Do I really exist?"

"Maybe I'm just a program that was created?"

"Are the people I know real?"

"Maybe they're just phantoms in my head?"

"Am I really being kidnapped?"

"Perhaps I was set on this stone pillar as soon as I was born, and the so-called memories of my previous life were just forcibly poured in?"

"Do stone pillars really exist?"

"Maybe I've been staying on the flat ground all this time. The so-called high altitude next to me and the so-called villages and towns below are all VR projections. I'm just afraid of falling and don't have the guts to go beyond the few square meters above the top of the stone pillar..."

"Is it true that Daisy fell and turned into a wax figure?"

"Perhaps the purpose of her jumping was just to warn the rest of us not to try, just like the NPC who infiltrated the cast and failed to pass the lie detector in the competition. His headshot was just a need for the plot. "

"Does the movie city really exist?"

"Since I can use the watch APP to enter the time bubble and enter the script of "Memory of the Demon", then what is the meaning of the existence of the film and television city?"

"..."

"Life must go on."

"It is more meaningful to continue living with a memory, even a memory that does not belong to you, than to live like a zombie without memory."

"Otherwise, what's the point of living?"

…

The black helicopter is coming.

It's time for the regular show.

Li Teng climbed into the helicopter and, as usual, ate the bread and biscuits and drank the drinks inside.

Then fell asleep.

He had never slept so peacefully.

No distracting thoughts, no worries.

Regardless of whether the inner demon belongs to him or not, he will no longer have any knots in his heart from now on.

He can truly live heartlessly.

…

Film and television city, time bubble building.

Plot commentary room.

"Because he only has one male actor now, and I only have seven female actors now. I don't know why. The film and television city has not added actors to our two crews for the time being. Our crew can only continue to co-star for the time being." Xia Zhihui was very happy. He explained to everyone dissatisfiedly.

Yuan Qiang stood aside, as if he was not the director, but just a spectator.

Of course, he was not a spectator, and he wanted to come over and say a few words, but Xia Zhihui's mouth was crackling and she didn't seem to want to give him a chance to speak.

"The play you are going to perform next is called "The Legend of the God of War, the Personal Bodyguard of the President's Daughter, a Retired Soldier." I haven't read the content because I can't stand it. It's actually a brain-dead plot involving a man and a woman. Obviously only the plot of one woman and two men is interesting. I don’t know what these screenwriters are thinking, but they can write such a stupid plot...I’m sorry, Director Yuan, did you write this script?" Xia Zhihui opened the script. The title page stopped.

"It's okay, it's okay." Yuan Qiang smiled awkwardly.

"Okay, now it's time to assign actors."

"Director Yuan used your real names in the play. It seems that there is no need to assign actors. He has arranged everything."

"Li Teng, are you the retired soldier king...or a personal bodyguard, a master of flower protection, and a god of war...are you the same person? Do you want so many titles?"

"Hahahaha." Yuan Qiang continued to laugh.

"Liu Yin, you are the female CEO."

"Me?" Liu Yin stuck out her tongue. Although her family owned a large company, she had never been a female president!

"Li Anqi, you play the female president's secretary."

"Wang Min, you are the department head..."

Xia Zhihui announced all the cast arrangements on the second page of the script.

"Director Yuan, do you have anything else to add?" Xia Zhihui asked Yuan Qiang.

"Director Xia has basically said everything I want to say. I will just add a little bit..." Yuan Qiang hesitated.

"Then you won't say anything? Okay, it's almost time. It's time for everyone to go to the teleportation room... It's a waste of resources to use time to act out this crappy script... Ah, Director Yuan, I'm not talking about you, I mean this script, no, I’m not talking about this script, I mean... forget it, let’s not talk about it.”

Amidst Xia Zhihui's complaints and Yuan Qiang's awkward laughter, everyone walked towards the teleportation cabin.

Before entering the teleportation cabin, Yuan Qiang chased after him.

"Let me tell you, don't be misled by the name of this script. The name of this script is just a gimmick to attract others' attention."

"Actually, this is a suspense-solving and horror-type movie. Just like last time, maybe the group will be destroyed! I hope everyone can return safely together. I believe in your strength! Come on!"