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"Identity verification in progress... warning, identity verification failed... identity verification successful, please pass."

The cold electronic voice stopped abruptly halfway through, and then Jiang'er's voice came out. The metal gate in front of An Qingyu slowly lifted up, and in the dark corridor, the lights came on one by one.

An Qingyu walked into it calmly.

Walking to the end of the corridor, a huge room occupies nearly one-third of the experimental area. Huge one-way glass surrounds the room. Standing outside the glass, An Qingyu can clearly see the scene inside the room .

White floor tiles, white beds, white walls, white ceiling... In a spotless white room, a figure in a dark blue surgical gown is huddling in the single sofa, holding a handle in his hand, connected to the On the TV on the opposite wall.

On the TV screen, a sewer worker was wearing red overalls and was throwing his red hat like a boomerang. While skillfully picking up the gold coins on the ground, he ran towards the green chimney ahead.

It was a tall, thin boy with exquisite and three-dimensional facial features, handsome and handsome, and his appearance was even more amazing than that of Uncle Kyosuke when he was young. He looked like a beautiful boy who walked out of a fairy tale. He was still tall, and satin-like scattered on the sofa, like a waterfall hanging from the edge of the sofa to the ground.

His complexion is a little unhealthy pale, but his eyes are staring at the screen, if you look closely, you can see that his pupils are different from normal people, his pupils are like a pair of crossed stars , flickering slightly in the black eyes.

"Is this a 13-year-old child?" Jiang Er's surprised voice sounded beside An Qingyu, "With this height and this appearance, no matter how you look at it, you are eighteen or nineteen years old, right?"

"During the experiment, the oracle injected him with a large amount of artificial hormones, which stimulated the growth process of his body, so his physical age was already more than 13 years old. As for his white hair... it should be a drug The result of long-term accumulation in the body." An Qingyu explained.

"It's really insane..."

An Qingyu stood outside the one-way glass and observed him for a moment, "Open the door, I'll go in and talk to him."

"But we are still not sure whether he is safe." Jiang Er said with some concern, "In the past, the oracle contacted him, but suddenly it is you, he may do some unpredictable things, no one knows What kind of oracle has trained him for so many years, if he is really cultivated as an artificial god, he will be an extremely terrifying existence..."

"It's okay." An Qingyu smiled gently, "Open the door."

As soon as the words fell, the metal gate beside him was slowly lifted, An Qingyu tidied up his clothes, and walked in.

inside the room.

Yuli Takibai stared at the screen, and quickly pressed his fingers on the handle, even though An Qingyu had already walked to his side, he didn't look up at him.

An Qingyu sized him up for a moment, then sat down on the floor beside him, smiled and said in standard Japanese, "Hello."

"Hello." The white-haired boy replied politely, still not looking at An Qingyu, but said calmly, "I thought you would continue to stand outside and dare not come in to see me."

An Qingyu's eyes shrunk.

He turned his head and looked, the room was indeed a one-way glass, it was just a mirror from the inside, and it was impossible to see the outside situation at all.

How did he know he was standing outside in such a tight laboratory?

"Don't look, the naked eye can't see the outside from here." Yuuri Takishiro said lightly.

"Then how did you see it?" An Qingyu asked curiously.

"Saw it on the little map."

"Small map?"

"Yeah." Yuuri Takibai said slowly, "You can't see it, it's in my spiritual world, I can see that on this map, there's only your red dot, and a translucent The red dots have covered every corner here...

This is the first time I have seen this situation. Is that sister a ghost?Or is it artificial intelligence like 'Hazu'? "

Hearing these words, shock flashed in An Qingyu's eyes. After hesitating for a moment, he continued to ask:

"Can you see the mini-map? Besides these, what else?"

"There are many more, such as... levels."

On the TV screen, Mario successfully passed through layers of checkpoints and entered the green sewer. The words "Level +1" appeared on the screen with Mario's cheers.

Yuli Takibai slowly put down the handle in his hand, turned his head to look at An Qingyu, those crossed eyes seemed to see the depths of his heart at a glance, extremely deep...

"grade?"

"Your level is lv68, and that sister's level is lv63." Yuuri Takishiro looked up at the monitor in the corner of his eyes, "Based on you, you shouldn't be able to kill the oracle of lv84, right? What method did you use to put Did they cheat?"

An Qingyu froze in place.

Small map, level... what this kid said is a game?

Could this world be a game in his eyes?

No... No, he can clearly know his position and Jiang'er's existence, and he can even concretize his realm into levels. This is not as simple as a cognitive bias... His ability itself is a "game"?

An Qingyu pondered for a moment, then asked:

"What about you? What's your level?"

"I..." Yuuri Takibai's pale mouth raised a faint smile, "My level is lv97."

97...

An Qingyu frowned and thought.

If the child's classification of realms is correct, his lv68 represents the "sea" realm, and the oracle's lv84 represents "Klein", then the lv97 in his mouth corresponds to...

Human Ceiling.

The way An Qingyu looked at Yuli Takibai had completely changed.

This group of oracles, actually relying on artificial experiments, secretly created a human ceiling-level powerhouse?

How exactly did they do it?

In An Qingyu's eyes, there was a look of excitement and curiosity that had not been seen for a long time!

"Qingyu! I think something is wrong with this child, you are not safe inside, come out quickly!" Jiang Er's voice was transmitted from the Bluetooth headset to An Qingyu's ears, full of anxiety.

An Qingyu hadn't answered yet, Yuuri Takibai, who was sitting opposite him, raised his head expressionlessly as if he had heard this sentence, and looked at the surveillance camera in the corner.

"Sister, you don't have to be so nervous." He narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I'm... very safe."

In his eyes, the cross-shaped pupils flashed a faint light.

Stab it--! !

The power supply system of the entire [Pure Land] was cut off in an instant, and the surroundings fell into darkness.

The entire silver disc, only the TV hanging on the wall in this small room is still shining, and the pixel-style text is pieced together, flowing between black and red light:

——You Dead!