What’s Wrong With Seeking Death?

After a simple meal, there are already many more pedestrians on the road.

The old man in a black dress impatiently pushed away the robot promoting swimming and fitness in front of him. He looked up and saw Xu Tuoran, who was still walking through the crowd just now, disappeared in a flash.

Cursing inwardly, he took a few more steps forward, raised the brim of his hat and searched around, and finally caught the figure in the bright orange sportswear again—she was walking hurriedly, turning into a side alley.

The old man hurriedly chased after him holding his cane, but when he reached the entrance of the alley, he showed some hesitation on his face.

The alley was narrow and deep, filled with a damp atmosphere. For some reason, there were large areas of water on the ground, and there was a cold air. Looking inside, there was no one there.

But looking at the structure, there should be no place to hide inside...

Suspicion appeared in the old man's eyes, but he still took a few steps inside tentatively, holding a cane in his hand, looking alert.

Suddenly there was a "pop", and something dripped into the collar. Arouse a chill.

He stretched out his hand to touch his neck in confusion, raised his head belatedly, and finally caught sight of the person above his head.

I saw an old aunt with gray hair and wearing bright sportswear, squatting on a protruding external device above his head, covering her mouth with one hand, and tears were falling down.

old man: ...

To be honest, at first glance, it is quite scary.

He glanced at the other person's pocket, fell silent for a moment, and exerted a little force on the hand holding the crutch, but there was a comforting smile on his face:

"Please calm down and don't be afraid. I'm not a bad person..."

The old aunt kept squatting on the external device, and gradually let go of her hand covering her mouth. She raised her hand to wipe her eyes, and muttered something.

She was sobbing, her voice muffled. So the old man reacted for a while before he finally figured out that what she said was, "Listen to your nonsense".

His expression changed suddenly, he clenched the crutch in his hand tightly, his pupils dilated slightly, showing the shape of a cat's eye, and suddenly he saw the aunt's finger moving slightly—

The surrounding environment changed subtly in an instant, which made him flinch instinctively. When the eyes were closed and opened, the pupils returned to their original appearance.

Because of the restraint of his body, he couldn't determine the specific place of the change for a while, so he subconsciously stepped back, trying to distance himself from this guy. Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a few steps back, his feet suddenly slipped.

! !

He looked in shock at the ice surface that appeared under his feet at an unknown time, and when he tried to stabilize his body, it was too late, and he fell back heavily and fell to the ground with a bang.

"...Well, it hurts..." The old man struggled in vain, his eyes widened with difficulty, and seeing the other's finger move, a layer of frost spread along the ground like a living thing, firmly sticking his clothes to the ground.

I couldn't move at all.

The old man closed his eyes in frustration, and looked forward again, and saw the old aunt standing up slowly while touching her tears.

He finally understood how the old woman managed to climb such a tall external device—

I saw the other party straighten up and step out with one foot. With her movements, the frosty staircase formed spontaneously and automatically, sending her all the way to the ground.

Then, in the blink of an eye, all of them melted again, turning into splashing snow, covering the ground.

Those water marks with cold air are precisely because of this.

...This is a natural disaster attribute?

Mistake. I thought she was an ordinary ability user... After all, why can she use her ability here?

The old man thought about it calmly, a trace of remorse flashed in his heart, and he quickly concealed the shock in his eyes.

"My friend, you are overreacting." He controlled his expression well, trying to reason with the other party, "I'm really not a bad person."

"Stop here." Xu Tuoran cried his heart out, and said bluntly, "Aren't you a bad guy, you followed me all the way from the restaurant to now?"

And as early as in the restaurant, she felt the reminder of the premonition of crisis—but there were too many people at that time, and she couldn't figure out the specific source. After leaving the restaurant, I waited for a while until this guy chased him out before I was really sure about the situation.

Not only that, but the crisis premonition alarm caused by this guy is also particularly loud. At least it was much louder than when she faced the little security guard yesterday. To say that this guy has no status, Xu Tuoran definitely wouldn't believe it.

In order to trap this guy, she can be said to have spent a lot of money. First use "absolute kingship" to delineate the alleys as the country, and then use rules to increase the intensity of "Ice No. 7" and control personal emotional ups and downs, while blocking external sight. After that, I used No. 7 ice to stack the stairs, hid on the top, and waited for it...

Although I tried my best to control the emotional changes, the side effects of using skills are still obvious. Xu Tuoran cried so much that he didn't even have the energy to speak, so he simply stopped talking, squatted down, and started touching the old man's body.

After a few touches, he successfully took out an identity card. Xu Tuoran glanced at the name on it, but was startled for a moment.

"Hungry...food?"

Hungry and hungry.

Xu Tuoran had an impression of this ID.

New players encountered during multi-team co-op play. On the good side, he is a lonely wild horse who insists on himself and disdains cooperation. On the bad side...

Well, actually Xu Tuoran once suspected that he was not human.

And now, hey, how should I put it... It really looks like a person, but it's a bit far from what she imagined...

She looked at her ID card, then at the old man paralyzed on the ground, and confirmed again in disbelief: "Are you hungry?"

The old man gave a "hmm" and raised his eyes angrily: "What's the matter?"

Xu Tuoran glanced at her with tears in his eyes, and pointed to himself: "Let me introduce myself, Zhang Baixue. We have seen it in the game."

Old man: "..."

The mustache around his lips turned up, but soon, his eyes turned to him:

"This isn't your real face, is it? Zhang Baixue is also a pseudonym?"

Xu Tuoran leaned against the wall and asked as calmly as possible: "What about you? Is this your real appearance?"

"Of course not." The old man snorted softly, seemingly dissatisfied with his appearance, "I recommended myself to go to the medical examination game. The person I was looking for didn't want to take me, saying that he couldn't cheat little girls. I had to lie to him and say I'm an old man."

Or terminally ill.

Because he was terminally ill, he wanted to choose a way to die that pleased him. And as an old man who loves games, he voluntarily joins this game that takes his life as a gamble, and wants to draw a vigorous end to his life.

— This is the rhetoric he used to convince the man. In order to increase persuasiveness, some abilities were also used. After a lot of effort, he finally coaxed the other party to transfer the installation package to him, making himself also eligible for the game.

Xu Tueran was amazed when he heard it, and wiped his tears with his hand: "He really believed it."

The old man gestured to his body with his eyes, and lay flat on the ground: "If he doesn't believe me, will I become this virtuous?"

Xu Tuoran: "..."

From this point of view, it is true that he was set as an old aunt because he was not intentionally targeted... Speaking of which, Shiyue also said that his appearance here is very different from his reality.

Is it the same as she guessed before, that is to construct an image based on the impressions in other people's minds? It's also very unfriendly.

Xu Tuoran sighed secretly, and managed to control the turbulent tears. Not unexpectedly, he felt a little sleepy again. She looked at the hungry rice lying on the ground again, sniffed, and lazily said:

"In other words, do you want to enter this domain on purpose? Which organization do you belong to? What is the purpose?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Hungry Fanfan said calmly, "I'm just curious and want to see what tricks the game has."

Xu Tuoran: "Then why were you chasing me just now?"

Hungry and hungry: "Seeing that you have eyesight, can't you?"

Xu Tuoran sneered, and put the other party's ID card into his pocket:

"Okay, then you can continue to lie here. This thing belongs to me."

Hungry and hungry: "..."

"Hey, wait! Wait—" Seeing that Xu Tuoran really started to walk out, his expression changed slightly, and he suddenly raised his voice, "Okay, let me tell the truth! I'm an independent person! There is no organization! Because I want to investigate this time Incident, so come in, is that okay?"

Xu Tuoran covered his mouth and yawned, then turned back: "There's more. The reason for chasing me just now?"

Hungry and hungry: "..."

"I... I sensed an abomination in your pocket, and suspected that you are also a capable person, so I followed." The old man raised his mustache and said in a serious manner.

However—"a lie."

Xu Tuoran stared at him blankly, and said bluntly: "Don't pretend. I know you have bad intentions for me."

Her premonition of crisis once sounded because of him. This is the strongest evidence.

Old man: "..."

That's enough... Does this guy have beastly tendencies? Why is it so difficult to deal with.

He closed his eyes, and said helplessly, "Okay. I admit it. I just wanted to snatch... take the things in your pocket. I think it might be useful."

This makes sense.

Xu Tueran pursed his lips slightly, barely accepting this statement.

She looked him up and down, took out his identity card again, and stuffed it back into his pocket: "Okay, return it to you. I give you a piece of advice, don't charge the points on here if you don't move them."

She intuitively felt that she didn't get along well with this guy, so she turned around and wanted to leave. After walking a few steps, he was stopped by the old man again:

"Wait a minute, you don't want to leave me here alone, do you?"

...?

Xu Tuoran turned around and raised his eyebrows slightly: "The ice on your body has already melted. Do you want me to help you?"

Old man: "..."

"The problem is that my waist flashed! Waist! Waist!" He cried out unbearably, "You have to take some responsibility, right?"

…what?

Xu Tueran was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked outside the alley—because he had "ordered" to block his sight before, so at this moment, pedestrians were coming and going outside, and he didn't notice the movement inside at all.

"..." Xu Tuoran struggled with his conscience. The main reason is that she is too sleepy now, and she really can't trust this guy, so she doesn't want to have more contact with him.

She thought for a while and said, "After I leave, passers-by will definitely notice you. You can make them..."

"You pull it down. It's the fault of those conscious and physical abilities..." The old man muttered in disgust, and Xu, who was about to leave, stopped in vain.

After a pause for a few seconds, she turned around again. Standing beside the old man, looking down at him condescendingly.

Her gray hair hung down a little, fluttering slightly in the wind, her eyes were calm and sharp.

"What did you mean by 'conscious body' just now?" She asked softly.

Old man: "..."

conscious body.

To put it simply, it is an image extracted from the human subconscious, processed and then put into the individual in this world. In a sense, it can also be called "simulated personality".

Half an hour later, in a ward of the fully automatic clinic in the sub-city area. The old man who had been given the quick-healing injection was paralyzed on the hospital bed helplessly, playing a small projection game while lazily explaining science to Xu Furan next to him.

Xu Tuoran took advantage of the time when he had just gone to the doctor, and took a good nap. At the moment, the spirit is not bad, and the thinking can still keep up.

She vigilantly kept a distance from him and sat in the far corner of the room. After thinking about it for a moment, I felt a sense of enlightenment: "That is to say, the residents in this world are actually composed of four groups."

Companions, energy bodies, conscious bodies, and humans.

Companions are the most dangerous besides domain masters. Possess good thinking ability and be loyal to the domain master; the energy body is not as strong as the accompanying creature, and it also belongs to the domain master's side, and will be directly controlled by the domain master when necessary.

As for this consciousness...

Xu Turan pondered: "Listen to you, this kind of consciousness actually comes from the subconscious of human beings. Does that mean that they will not be controlled by the domain master?"

This may explain why most passers-by cannot awaken her danger prediction—because they do not clearly belong to the domain master's side, nor do they share the domain master's likes, dislikes and hostility.

"To put it simply, that's it." The old man said quietly, "Anyway, it's the one who was picked out to act as an NPC."

The extracted consciousness has basic behavioral logic and thinking ability, can act and live independently, and is not so smart that it can affect the operation of the entire new city. It can be said to be an excellent material for NPC.

A person's subconscious mind is a huge material library. Not to mention that this domain master has pulled in so many innocent humans...

Extracting some from everyone's subconscious is enough to fill a city.

"It's still like this." Xu Tuoran frowned, "No wonder. There are so many residents in this domain..."

She still has some doubts about the words of hungry and hungry. Although her experience does match what he said, and this domain master has shown the ability to read and influence human consciousness before, it is still a bit unbelievable to create a large number of simulated personalities.

Can the bright-level Yong Zhou actually be able to do this?

"Hui-level?" Hearing her question, the old man smiled inexplicably, "Who told you that this domain master is only Hui-level?"

"...Only?" Xu Tuoran was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened in surprise, "Could it be that this domain master..."

"It's Chen-level." The old man said calmly, "Chen-level Yongri, the scope of its ability to affect is not just as simple as emotion and psychology. Dreams and consciousness, virtuality and reality... are all objects that it can play with."

But at present, it seems that this guy has only been promoted to the Chen level not long ago, and his foundation is not yet stable.

If you want to take it off, you have to hold on tight...

The old man's eyes darkened slightly, and a little anxiety flashed faintly in his eyes.

On the other side, Xu Tuoran frowned and sat on the chair, with a bit of thought on his face.

"Hey, what..." She was about to ask something when there was a knock on the door. Immediately afterwards, a small robot drove in holding a tray.

On the tray are two pills, and a drug. The cost of treatment had been paid for by Xu Tuoran when he brought the old man into the hospital—with the old man's own money.

In addition to this, there is an electronic leaflet on the tray. On the top is an advertisement and price list for visceral replacement, and on the reverse is the teachings of "Creativity". The moment the old man picked up the pill, the robot beeped:

"Hello, do you have time now? If it is convenient, I would like to talk to you about our almighty Lord, Lord Chuangshen who represents the purest soul..."

"No time, get out." The old man took the pill in his mouth and closed his eyes on his own.

Facing his bad attitude, the robot didn't express anything, just said "excuse me" softly, took two steps back, and turned the small wheel to Xu Tuoran's side.

"Hello, do you have time now? If it is convenient, I would like to talk to you about our Almighty Lord..."

"Uh, don't bother." Xu Tuoran quickly grabbed the electronic flyer on the tray, "I'll just take a look at this."

"Okay. May you get rid of the shackles of filth as soon as possible."

After the robot finished speaking, it swayed and left the room, not forgetting to close the door for them both before leaving.

Xu Tueran glanced at the electronic flyer that kept changing the screen in his hand, and carefully put it aside: "Is that robot also a conscious body?"

She didn't feel any malice from the other party.

The old man grunted lazily and closed his eyes: "This medicine is sour and sweet, and it's quite delicious."

Xu Tuoran: "..."

"It seems that in this domain, the conscious body accounts for the highest proportion." She thought to herself, "If I can find a way to draw this group over..."

"Impossible." The old man said without opening his eyes.

Xu Tuoran was startled: "Why is it impossible?"

"Conscious bodies are different from real humans. They basically have all kinds of birth defects. Stupid, paranoid, irritable, selfish, no empathy... It is impossible to reason with them unless you can show enough benefits or deterrence."

The old man said quietly: "Why do you think that the domain mainly makes the conscious bodies into robots or cyborgs? It's just a cyberpunk shell to cover up the innate deficiencies of these conscious bodies."

So he insisted on taking Xu Tuoran to treat him after dodging his waist before. He really can't believe those defective products.

Relatively obedient consciousness bodies will be placed in sub-city areas. And this is also the place where the accompanying creatures are most strictly controlled, and there is also the day and night influence of the "Creator of Gods", making it even more difficult to steal people under the noses of others.

"Then what's the 'edge city', I guess the management will be relatively weak." The old man moved his beard and continued to play the projection game, "After all, the domain master's foundation... well. In short, it should be more suitable for exploiting loopholes. But if I Territory Master, I will definitely put the worst and worst consciousness in the fringe city, and then arrange some energy bodies to properly manage and control them while secretly provoking troubles, increasing the difficulty of survival there."

Not to mention that they are now in the sub-urban area, it is difficult to go to the fringe area. Even after the past, whether those conscious bodies can be controlled is another matter.

"Is that so..." Xu Turan looked thoughtfully, and suddenly looked at the old man, "Your Yongzhou level should be quite high, right? Is it Hui level?"

"I am...?" The old man paused suddenly, looked at Xu Tuoran vigilantly, and stopped talking.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just curious." Xu Tuoran smiled with a seemingly good temper, and lowered his head to study the electronic leaflet in his hand.

"Speaking of which, I have met someone before." After a few seconds, she said again, "It is also in a domain. There are also third-party forces in that domain that do not belong to humans or domain owners. They Relying on the ability of order tendencies, these forces are forcibly taken over for their own use."

"...Oh?" The old man stopped moving, and raised his head with interest, "Then his skills are good, quite practical."

"Well, I think so too." Xu Tuoran murmured, quickly thinking about whether "absolute kingship" could be used to achieve the same effect.

The old man seemed to be interested, and asked: "What did he do afterwards? Did he form a legion?"

"Almost." Xu Tuoran hurriedly recalled, then nodded casually, "I actually didn't pay much attention."

Old man: "?"

"That guy was blown away later." Xu Tuoran humbly concealed his name, "It is said that he lost to an auntie who was at the candle level."

She felt that she was right. Fundamentally speaking, when I played against Jiang Lin, it was true that there was nothing wrong with the candle level of order.

Old man: "...???"

"No way, how can there be such a useless person in the world. Like a fool." After a few seconds of silence, he unceremoniously commented on the protagonist Xu Tuoran narrated, moved his body with difficulty, and continued to fight game.

the other side.

fringe city.

Jason clutched the contents of the bag tightly, walked quickly along the path that was inaccessible, and sneaked back to the door of the house. After looking around, he quickly opened the door and entered.

In the room, electronic candles were dimly lit. All the curtains were drawn tightly, exuding a blurred and eerie atmosphere.

Jason took a deep breath, carefully walked a few steps into the room, and carefully shouted in an awed and nervous voice:

"Almighty God? Almighty God, are you still there? I brought what you asked for, Almighty God..."

As soon as the words were finished, there was a "pop" sound, and the overhead lights suddenly turned on, and the red pen floated in the air, from far to near.

【You called me by the wrong name. 】

It slowly wrote in the air, [If you do it again next time, I will not respond. 】

"Yes, I'm sorry! Your all-knowing god! I will pay attention next time, and I must pay attention."

Jason knelt on the ground unskillfully, secretly annoyed that he didn't bring the cheat sheet with the god's name on him - his memory is actually not very good. It's such a long string that I really can't remember it.

Fortunately, this **** is tolerant enough... He thought with emotion, opened the bag he was clutching in his arms carefully, took out some things, held them up in both hands, and presented them to the gods.

At this time, it has been a day since this magical pen appeared in front of his eyes*. Because of the guidance of this god, he is like a gods help in today's work. Not only did he solve a lot of backlog of difficulties, but he was also appreciated by his boss...

No, it's not like divine help. He just got the help of the gods!

Therefore, he must pay enough in return! This **** must be kept in front of his eyes, and more favors must be obtained...

It doesn't matter if you sacrifice something for it. Although it took a lot of work to buy these things, as long as it can please the gods, he is willing to do so!

With excitement, Jason raised his raised hands.

And that omniscient... omniscient **** fell into a strange silence after seeing clearly what was in his hand.

【what is this? 】It was silent for a few seconds and wrote in the air.

Jason raised his head hastily, and said seriously, "Is this a sacrifice for you?"

Pen Fairy's Pen: ...?

It wobbled in the air, looking at this thing that exudes a strong smell of engine oil from different angles, resisting the urge to write a capital "?" in the air.

【You made a mistake. 】There was another short silence, it turned around and restrainedly wrote in the air, 【This is not the sacrifice I need. 】

【You should use fresh flesh and blood to sacrifice to me. Understand? 】

Jason: "..."

"But God." He raised his head and retorted seriously, "Flesh and flesh are filthy. Machinery is perfect."

Pen Fairy's Pen:…

fart. You are God and I am God? Do you understand or I understand?

The pen of the pen fairy is not happy. Even though it's just a form, it can't be eaten right now... But what's the point of fooling around with a tin thing?

[I only need fresh ones. 】The pen of the pen fairy is too lazy to talk nonsense with him, 【Until you bring a suitable sacrifice, I will not answer any more questions for you. 】

After finishing writing, he flew up to the ground like a master, and hid in a corner of the ceiling, planning to fish like this first.

Jason was left alone, at a loss in the room.

I don't know how long it took before I heard his voice, which sounded cautiously again:

"Then what, Omniscient God? You want fresh flesh and blood, this place is really hard to find... You, you, why don't you make do? Can synthetic meat be used?"

Pen Fairy's Pen: "..."

【what ever. ] It wrote a sentence in the air rather violently, and then quickly hid back in the corner of the ceiling. Hearing the sound of Jason opening the door and rushing out, he spit out an ink bubble angrily.