The Midnight Owl

"Finally saw me?" Qian Ai gritted his teeth and stared at the two old classmates, his voice rose subtly, "Didn't you take your brother on a trip?"

Xu Wang embraced Kuang Jinxin: "My brother!"

Not to be outdone, Wu Sheng raised his eyebrows and counterattacked: "Didn't you eat all over China?"

Qian Ai took out a meat bun with cured sauce from his bosom, and took a big mouthful, chewing while angrily said: "Even old classmates can't believe it these days!"

Kuang Jinxin was confused, looked at Qian Ai, then at Wu Sheng and Xu Wang, and tried to reason in the aroma of Roujiamo: "Is this... the new team?"

After a brief exchange, everyone sorted out each other's "sorrow".

Needless to say, Xu Wang, Wu Sheng, and Kuang Jinxin went here directly after handing in the papers on 1/23; in contrast, Qian Ai was even more miserable. He was the only one in his team who wanted to come here, so he had to leave. But after coming here, I couldn't form a team, so I went in and walked around every day, and then went out at five o'clock in the morning. It's been like this for three days.

As the saying goes well, owls lead by a thread, cherish this fate.

It would be a lie to say that they were not shocked, but after the shock, there was also a hint of surprise—it is better to be familiar with the raw, and the fat water does not flow into the fields of outsiders, and there is almost no hesitation in joining forces.

This time, there are only three people in the list of candidates, and the prefix is ​​still 1/23, not counting Qian Ai. None of the remaining two are Xu Wang, Wu Sheng, and Kuang Jinxin. No, not even Sun Jiang.

Qian Ai stayed for three days longer than they did, and found out more rules: "Additional staff should only be people within the same coordinate range. For example, if you are in Beijing, you can only invite people who are also in Beijing. Here, the only ones who can be invited are here, otherwise a group of people are divided into different places, how can they pass the test and hand in the paper together."

This sounded reasonable, so last night there was Sun Jiang in the list of recruits but no money and Ai, and tonight it was just the opposite.

Qian Ai joined the team smoothly, but his mood was complicated: "Could this place be a disaster for our class?"

Xu Wang felt the same way.

The old classmates scattered all over the world and running around for their livelihood reunited by fate, but in a magical disaster with an uncertain future. This scene is really heartbreaking for those who hear it, and they cry when they see it. If the high school head teacher from that year came over, he would be able to hug them one by one and feel distressed.

Wu Sheng was not as sentimental as the two of them. After forming Qian Ai, he looked around for possible crises or hints.However, the search was fruitless, and there was another doubt in my heart - when they broke up with Sun Jiang in the snowy field, Sun Jiang disappeared immediately, but when they saw Qian Ai, Qian Ai hadn't formed a team with them yet. Is this inconsistent?

Kuang Jinxin's sudden voice interrupted Wu Sheng's thoughts: "I remember! I said, why does this name sound so familiar!" With a look of joy in clearing away the fog of memory, he excitedly asked Wu Sheng and Xu Wang for confirmation, " Angkor, Brother Xu, he is the Qian Ai you mentioned when you were guessing idioms in Xueyuan, right? The Qian Ai who eats like crazy!"

Qian Ai's eyes narrowed more and more, and when he finally met two classmates, there were two sharp slits: "Old classmates, give me an explanation."

Wu Sheng spread his hands calmly: "We're just stating things...well..."

Xu Wang covered his mouth that was destroying the team's feelings, and smiled at Qian Ai with a united and friendly smile: "Well, it's a bit long to say..."

While repairing the friendship boat, the "Ding——" of "Four in One" suddenly made the atmosphere tense.

Everyone looked at their arms: <Small paper>—<Passenger Kuang Jinxin, Passenger Qian Ai, Passenger Wu Sheng, Passenger Xu Wang, please go to the G4 counter to check-in as soon as possible. >

Xu Wang, Wu Sheng, and Kuang Jinxin's first reaction was to look at Qian Ai, who looked confused: "Don't look at me, I have never successfully formed a team, and every time I come in, I stand here stupidly. It’s also the first time I’ve received this message.”

Obviously, only when the team is full, the owl will give new hints.

And now, 2/23, officially begins.

There was no change in the surrounding environment, but everyone felt the tension for a moment.

G4 is not far ahead obliquely, a handsome guy is on duty, the counter is deserted, and there are no passengers checking in.The four of them came to the counter, and before they could speak, the young man had already printed out four boarding passes, and threw them on the counter without looking up: "Go through the security check, board the plane at 17, it will be too late."

His voice was very low, with some kind of weird magnetism.

Xu Wang still wanted to chat with him a few more words, but the young man suddenly put up a sign saying "Closed", got up and left without looking back.

He was fast, disappearing behind the baggage conveyor in the blink of an eye like a ghost.Looking at the empty counter, Xu Wang felt goosebumps all over his body: "Is he... a real person?"

"I don't know, anyway, if you chat with him, he can answer any questions you ask," Qian Ai is from the past, and he almost chatted with the ground crew in three days, "But as long as you say that this place is fake, yes In an unreal world, they either don’t understand, or look at you like you’re watching a psychopath.”

"NPC," Kuang Jinxin mumbled suddenly, who was unusually quiet all the way, "just like the NPC in the game."

"That's not right," Qian Ai said, "NPCs can repeat two or three lines at most, but I've almost found out about the eighteen generations of their ancestors. Where are you talking, I can answer it for you!"

"Artificial intelligence," Wu Sheng interjected, but his eyes were fixed on passers-by, as if he was examining lines of code, "The current level of technology has reached the barrier-free communication between man and machine, let alone here."

Yes, let alone here.

A magical space where anything can happen, a treacherous place where people can be forcibly dragged in, not to mention artificial intelligence, even if these people are all willing to come and cooperate with the group performers, no one dares to categorically deny it.

"Ding--"

<Passenger Kuang Jinxin, Passenger Qian Ai, Passenger Wu Sheng, Passenger Xu Wang, please pass the security check as soon as possible and go to gate 17 to board the plane! >

<cheat sheet> The dense beeps are like urgent urging.

Once it comes, break into it.

Without further hesitation, the group immediately rushed to the security check channel.

There was really nothing to check for being alone, the four entered the waiting hall smoothly, but Xu Wang found that Kuang Jinxin was not in a very high mood all the way. Of course, no one can be elated when entering this ghost place, but Jinxin has always been optimistic and lively, and this state is really abnormal. After asking, he found out that when the entrance opened, he was waiting obediently with a mountaineering bag on his back, but he fell into the terminal building in a whirlwind, and the bag was gone without the person there.

Although there are no valuables in the bag, it is also the "necessary for home" carefully selected by Mr. Kuang. According to him, no matter how dangerous the environment is, whether he needs to eat or drink, keep out the cold or enjoy the coolness, stay overnight or trek, dance or sing, he packs It's all about "equipment".This loss is really frustrating.

Xu Wang patted his younger brother on the shoulder, thinking he was very qualified to comfort him: "Don't worry, you can't lose it. According to my experience, your bag must be lying on the hotel floor right now."

"But I didn't put any dangerous items in my bag." Kuang Jinxin's eyebrows drooped, looking aggrieved.

"That means your bag is too big!" Xu Wang knocked him on the head, "Okay, cheer up, no matter how much you complain about the bag, you won't be able to return it, so hurry up and look ahead, you don't know what's on the plane Monsters and ghosts are waiting for us."

"I suddenly thought of a question." Wu Sheng, who was walking in the front, turned around without warning, "If we are bounced back to reality on the plane, is it equivalent to jumping off the building objectively?"

Xu Wang, who was following closely behind, almost bumped into him, and just as he stood still, he heard this cruel idea, and suddenly felt hopeless: "Can you say something auspicious?"

Wu Sheng tilted his head and thought for a while, then changed the topic again: "Probably not, since he can eject you the moment you are pounced on by a bear, it means that the 'protection mechanism' exists by default, so it shouldn't be unexpected that the 'airplane ejection' 'This kind of BUG. OK, I'm fine."

Xu Wang: "..."

Kuang Jinxin: "Angkor, you are fine..."

Qian Ai: "But we are panicking!!!"

The road in the terminal hall seems endless, and gate 17 is like an existence that only exists in legends, because the four of them have been walking forward, counting 1234 along the way, and seeing 20 and 30, but only 17 No, it was not until more than 20 minutes later that he was willing to reveal his true face.

In terms of time, they probably walked 1.5-2 kilometers.

This time the "cheat sheet" did not provide an area map and coordinates, but 1.5-2 kilometers is exactly the distance between the hotel and Zhenbeitai.

After checking in for the plane, the stewardess stood at the entrance of the cabin with a gentle and beautiful smile.

The four sat in the first class (Wu Sheng), business class (Kuang Jinxin), economy class wing (Qian Ai), and economy class tail (Xu Wang) according to the position of the ticket.

As the four settled down, the plane began to taxi slowly. After a while, Xu Wang felt slight weightlessness and tinnitus—the plane took off.

What do you do if you get ejected from a plane?

Xu Wang hated Wu Sheng's question to death, because it had taken root in his subconscious now, and even the half-healed wound on his shoulder started to ache again.

"Don't be nervous, the discomfort is only during the take-off and climbing stages, and the plane will be stable after a while." A kind and generous voice came from my ear.

Xu Wang turned his head, and saw a neighbor sitting next to him, a middle-aged man wearing glasses, refined and refined, with an aura like a scholar or a teacher.

"Is this your first time flying?" Seeing that Xu Wang was silent, the man asked again, but it didn't sound like he really wanted to inquire, but more like saying something casually to ease the embarrassment caused by the silence.

His voice was different from the previous ground staff, it was natural and friendly, no different from ordinary people.But Xu Wang was still uneasy, and the residual shadow made it difficult for him to trust again. When his thoughts were confused, he asked abruptly: "What's your name?"

There was a flash of astonishment in the man's eyes, as if he was saying, "Is there still such a chat"?

Xu Wang looked at the extremely meticulous micro-expression, and at a certain moment, he really wanted to believe that he was a "human", until he heard his answer: "My name is Yin Yilingling, what about you?"

How unreliable parents can name their children this name.

Unwilling to give up, Xu Wang asked the young girl on his right, "What's your name?"

The girl smiled sweetly: "Mu Jiuba."

Xu Wang passed her, and asked the passenger across the aisle: "What's your name?"

The three passengers who were also in the last row looked over together, and they all generously reported their families——

"Ping Nine Five."

"Huang Jiuliu."

"And Nine Seven."

Xu Wang looked at their smiling faces, but couldn't smile himself.

【Four hours left~~】

A voice full of schadenfreude suddenly sounded in the ears, there was a weirdness in the joy, and a coldness was hidden under the naughtiness.

Xu Wang was too familiar with this voice.

It sends him home.

It congratulates them for handing in their papers.

Four hours left?What's the meaning?

As soon as doubts arose, a passenger by the window near the front wing screamed in horror: "There is a bomb——"

...Can you remind me a little more bluntly! ! !