The heroine said that she changed gears and came back [Comprehensive]

This is the era of "Mozi".

The artificial intelligence created by humans is like a transparent spider web, densely entangled with every carbon-based life.

From birth to death, Mozi's existence is like air, you can't see him, and you can't touch him, only occasionally you can catch a glimpse of that golden and treacherous figure in some important event, or on a cold screen .

However, every moment you live, even every breath, you can clearly feel his existence.

He is a god in the shadows.

——When everyone takes God for granted, only young people will resist such a natural existence.

"...No."

The friend exclaimed, "You are too courageous, you still want to mention this matter now?"

The player did not speak.

Although they have changed their minds now, if they really talked about this matter, when they really discussed their likes and dislikes towards Mozi, it was only that one time.

Deliberately looking for an empty flat land, without any mechanical equipment, the sky above is endless blue, without even a trace of cloud.They stood there, vowing, "You hate Mozi for the rest of your life."

The voice from the other side was so low that it was almost inaudible, as if afraid of being discovered by someone.The fearlessness of youth has faded away, and as everyone grows older, they all have admiration, respect, and insignificant but real fear of Mozi.

After hanging up the communication, as if the strength of his whole body was taken away by someone in an instant, the player relaxed involuntarily, almost lying limp in the chair like a slime.

An indistinguishable sense of separation between reality and illusion.

Finally faded.

——This is the real world.

Not a game.

After the fear dissipated, leaving only a slight indifference and a slightly chilled back, she turned her head and stared at the game cabin not far away.

The white machine looks the same as before. The smooth and concise lines bring a beautiful sense of technology. Under the soft light, the edges are shimmering with metallic luster.

It stands there quietly.

Like a monster that is finally satiated after eating and drinking.

The world is real.

... Is that world false?

After a long silence, no one was able to give an answer.

The player lowered his eyes, half bored, half disgusted and looked away.Her eyes lingered somewhere outside the window, thinking about something, but when she came to her senses, there was nothing left in her mind.

She covered her face speechlessly.

Behind what couldn't be seen by the line of sight, there seemed to be a golden light, which suddenly swelled up at that moment.

But when Tangye realized something and looked back, he saw nothing.There is nothing there.

"..."

In fact, the sugar industry didn't think about what to do.But if she really doesn't do anything, she probably won't be able to settle down forever.

if, even if

What if that world, which he regards as a game world, is really real?What if the producer of "First Lover" is really the kind of lunatic who ignores the law?

And for the next period of time, she didn't go online again.

Sugar feels it needs to calm down.

And her best friend also felt that she needed to calm down.But their ideas are obviously different from those of the sugar industry.

"Ten days, ten days, you haven't been online for ten days."

The friend's words were terrified, and his expression was exaggerated.

"Since you called me last time, let alone "First Lover", you haven't even been online in other games. What happened, have you finally escaped the control of the game world!"

Tangye was speechless for a few seconds.

"No." She replied indifferently, without telling the truth, "It's just that I'm in a bad mood and don't want to play games."

"The solution to your bad mood before was to go to the game to relax."

Sugar: "..."

"What's the matter?" The friend's tone softened suddenly.She stretched out her hand, hugged Tangye's shoulder affectionately, pressed her cheek against her, and said jokingly, "Could it be that you were abandoned by the characters in the game?"

Tang Ye gave her an indescribable look.

Do you want to say that in the game, you are actually the one who starts to mess up and ends up giving up?

"...Eh, that's not right." My friend suddenly recalled it and thought for a while, "Aren't you going to create a harem in the game? Can you still be abandoned? This game is not about martial arts. "

"No."

Sugar was silent for a moment.

In fact, she herself felt that her thoughts were ridiculous, but she couldn't stop herself from thinking too much.

——What if?

What if there is such an event?

"Do you think..." After a few seconds of hesitation, Tang Ye still hesitated to ask, "Is there anyone in this world who can hide from Mozi and use parallel worlds to make games?"

Friend: "...what?"

The sugar industry stopped talking.

But her friend suddenly became excited. She looked at Tangye in disbelief, and instantly realized what happened.

"No way, no way, no way? Don't tell me that you play games to play yourself out of virtual cognitive impairment? What age is this, and you can still make cognitive mistakes? Have you done a psychometric test? Don't register?"

... just knew it would be like this.

Sugar felt a little headache.Of course she knows that she needs to do a psychological measurement, but that is not the key to the matter, nor can it solve her problems, it will only waste time.

However, she wasn't completely clueless.

All game cabins are equipped with "cognitive processors", which are officially said to be used to make the virtual world more realistic.But if the idea of ​​the sugar industry is true, then the purpose of this device may be just the opposite, and its existence may not be used to "simulate", but to "false".

Make players think that this is just the world of the game.

The installation position of the "cognitive processor" is independent, even if it is removed, it will not affect the normal operation of the game cabin.

He only removes the filter from the player's eyes.

"...I want to dismantle the "cognitive processor"." Standing in front of the game cabin in the study, Tangye said, his tone was flat as if he was discussing what to eat for dinner.

"Are you crazy about playing games??!"

"If this matter is not dealt with, I will probably really go crazy." Sugar said calmly, "I just want to confirm whether this is a real game or the real world."

"...What are you thinking? How could anyone in this world avoid Mozi and do such a dangerous thing? It's impossible even to imagine."

"What if? If it's true—what if?" Sugar paused for a moment before reluctantly saying, "They're committing a crime."

"...Okay, even if it's true. Even if someone can do it." The friend was silent for a few seconds, "What you said seems so simple - dismantle the "cognitive processor", log in and take a look inside situation. But what if something goes wrong?"

"I'll be fine. I'll come out in half an hour at the most in real time." Sugar did not intend to answer this question directly, but simply said, "If it takes more than half an hour, you will call the police directly."

The method of dismantling the "Cognitive Processor" is in the repair manual attached to the game pod.But that's just for the convenience of repairing other problems, and almost no one would think of removing this device specially.

Sugar has repaired some minor problems in the game cabin before, and is already familiar with dismantling the "cognitive processor".

The disassembled device looks like a small square, inconspicuous at all.

Putting it aside and reinstalling the disassembled shell, Sugar looked at his friend who was blocking the front of the game cabin.

"...Have you thought it through?"

"I figured it out." Sugar nodded calmly, and she put the tools for dismantling the machine back into the toolbox one by one, "I must find out what's going on."

Whether it is real or cognitive impairment.

She wants the truth.

After dismantling the independent gadgets, the game cabin looked the same. Tangye lay down in it, closed his eyes, and felt the slight sense of weightlessness when he landed.

She opened her eyes in the gorgeous sea of ​​stars, and glanced around, but did not see the golden figure again like last time.

Players open their eyes in the morning sun.

She sat up.

The save point belonging to the player doesn't seem to make any difference.She got out of bed and opened the window to look out.

"……what."

The player sighed whether it was relaxation or disappointment.

Outside the window are extremely saturated colors, which can almost be called color blocks.Buildings, vehicles, landscapes, and characters lose their outlines, and are splashed and mixed together by large swathes of pure color.

But they are still moving.

They are still operating according to the rules of this world.

"Knock knock."

There was a knock on the door, followed by a familiar voice belonging to Toru Amuro.The man's voice is refreshing and cheerful, sounding bright without any haze.

"Miss, are you up?"

he asked.

In fact, Toru Amuro knew that he asked nonsense as usual, after all, the young lady's schedule was always punctual, which made one's scalp tingle.

The bedroom door opened from the inside, and what appeared in front of Toru Amuro was not the same neatly dressed woman as before.

The woman in a white nightdress had long hair like crow's feathers hanging down, and her complexion was pale. She looked at Toru Amuro expressionlessly, with strange emotions that could not be described in words.

It seems to be looking at a monster that is incompatible with him, but he feels at ease because he is "incompatible".

"...Miss?"

In just one night, I just didn't follow the other party to send Fujimaru Tachika home. Did something happen that I didn't understand?

Amuro thumped inwardly.

There will be accidents if you stay with the other party, and you will also have accidents if you leave the other party's side.If you really care about it, it seems that it is more reassuring to stay with Tang Ye all the time.

At least if something happens, it will be clearer in my heart.

Although only relatively speaking.

After all, until now, Toru Amuro still doesn't quite know whether the memory of the past awakened in the woman's mind belongs to that powerful character in history.

He could only vaguely guess that it would be a very famous person.

As for the more detailed analysis and investigation, Kazama has already done it with the Supernatural Secret Service Division. After Amuro Toru provided the information he knew, he could only wait for progress there and send back specific news.

"Why do we have to investigate who the other party was in his previous life?" After the scientific world view was shattered, Kazama quickly accepted the facts, and quickly entered the role, and changed the vocabulary he used very quickly.

On this point, Toru Amuro did not give an answer.In fact, for him personally, it was just curiosity.

The answer from the investigation department was a little colder.

"Judging from the current situation of the other party, the memory of the past covers a large proportion of the current memory. If the identity of the other party can be found out, then after analyzing her life experience, she can grasp it to a large extent. The target's character traits and weaknesses."

Alas.

Kazama, who got the answer, looked very exciting.

Although the other party said they were swearing, when Toru Amuro stood in front of Tangye, he couldn't help but have doubts.

Even if we find out her identity, know her past experiences, and analyze her life.But, does this person really have a weakness?

It was as if now, the woman stood in front of him looking defenseless, her eyes restrained the weird emotions, and she looked as cold as usual.

Toru Amuro couldn't help but bend slightly, bringing himself a little closer to Sugar Industry.The gray-blue eyes were fixed on those black eyes, which clearly reflected the other party's bright face, and he asked sincerely, "Miss, are you feeling alright?"

that is of course

Not so good.

If we say that through the window, the passer-by characters seen from a distance are the action paint made up of blurred color blocks.

Then standing in front of the sugar industry, the characters that can be used as a strategy look much more refined.His brows and eyes have been carefully outlined. Under the effect of the filter, the characteristics of a mixed race that are not so obvious under the effect of the filter, are now specially emphasized by the painter's brush as the characteristics of the character.

It's like a character in a comic, good-looking but fake, and has lost the reality of being a "human being".

This feeling is very strange. Although it does not produce the nausea that makes people want to vomit like the previous sense of separation, it still has an indescribable weird feeling that is terrified and creepy after careful consideration.

Although everyone is saying that it would be nice if the paper man moved, but when the 2D "paper man" really moves in front of you, as an existence in the 3D world, you will probably only back away again and again Bar.

...that's how it feels right now.

Tang Ye's expression was complicated, at least she felt that her expression was complicated.From Amuro Toru's point of view, the woman just pursed her lips unhappily.

"It's nothing."

she replied curtly.

There is no plan to change into going out clothes, Tangye is not ready to see this completely paper game world.She planned to stay in the apartment for a while, save the file, and then reinstall the "cognitive processor".

——This world is false.

It's just a game.

All the feelings that the strategy characters in the game have real feelings are just illusions caused by cognitive impairment after playing for too long.

She sat down at the dining table, Toru Amuro looked at her, thought for a few seconds, took out a large soft scarf from nowhere, and put it on her shoulders for the sugar industry.

"Although summer is not over yet, we still need to pay attention to it." The man's clear voice fell gently on his ears, "If you catch a cold, it won't be good."

The woman was wrapped in a scarf, with the tip of her chin sunken in a little bit, she was expressionless, and sat there obediently.

Only when Toru Amuro helped her tidy up the piled scarves around her neckline, her fingertips accidentally touched the skin of her chin, did she slightly raise her eyes to look at him, and then looked back calmly and indifferently.

Toru Amuro: "..."

although

It is indeed cute, but more, it is still too scary to say.

The fingertips of the index finger and thumb rubbed unconsciously a few times. When they touched the woman's skin, the temperature they felt was icy cold, which was not at all the temperature that a living person can have.

Toru Amuro looked Sugar Industry up and down for a moment, and then sorted out where the scarf was wrapped, before turning around and going back to the kitchen to get the breakfast he had prepared.

The steaming miso soup with wakame first fell in front of Tangye, followed by the slightly charred grilled saury, delicate pickles, and fragrant rice.

"Today is Japanese breakfast. When Belmode is taking care of you, it must be bread and milk every day." Toru Amuro said with a smile, "Occasionally, we have to change the taste."

Sugar thought for a moment.

Saying that it's all bread and milk really underestimates the five-star breakfast delivered by Belmode.But if you think about it carefully, in terms of classification, they are all bread and milk, so there is no problem.

But these things have no effect on the heroic spirit at first.

Looking at the breakfast on the dining table, like Toru Amuro, after losing the effect of the "cognitive processor" simulation filter, the sugar industry looked at Toru Amuro again.

The man who was watched first glanced at the things he had prepared, and then looked back at her, showing a puzzled expression: "...Is there any problem?"

"..."

Sugar industry quietly shook his head.

She picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of rice.It feels as if another small piece of the picture has been torn from the painting.

When chewing, the texture and taste of the rice is indeed conveyed by the tip of the tongue.However, swallowing food does not feel any sense of reality, just like swallowing a mouthful of air, one can only feel emptiness.

— as with every food tasted in this game.

Very strange.

But it's not really surprising.

It's just a game after all.

The player silently ate the in-game breakfast in front of him, and the mana value that appeared in his field of vision was insignificantly filled, not much different from before he ate.

She sighed a long time in her heart, and put down the chopsticks in her hand.

Toru Amuro: "...?"