After wearing the book, I was with Bai Yueguang

"Then are you here to kill me, or to save me?"

The silver-white paint on the outer wall refracted faint beams of light. Xu Qing could hear Gu Xiao's words clearly. He thought of Gu Xiao's response to Gu Xiao in the dark and low-voltage room of the laboratory an hour and a half ago. What he said, so Xu Qing replied, "I'm here to take you away."

Just as he promised, Dr. Xu walked the streets of C34 City with the No. 34 test subject, step by step, stepping on every street in C[-] City, curiously spying on every dark alley hidden in the street .

There are still many people in this world, and it seems that only Dr. Xu and No. [-] test subject are left.

Space is such a magical rule. When needed, it can be large or small.It is big enough to accommodate the prosperity and dirt of the world of mortals, but small enough to only fit two people.

The spring breeze in my hometown blows season after season. Even if the seasons are reversed, even if there is only eternal day or eternal night in the world, the spring breeze is still tenacious and persistent.

Brushing over the banks of willows, the withered weeds in the bitter winter; brushing over the hearts of people, a little bit of blood.

In the past, this little blood made Xu Qing want to be a human being.

Later, this bit of blood turned into a chain of affection, making Xu Qing stand at the boundary of the world of mortals, fearful and fearful of nostalgia.

Someone grabbed the other end of the chain and didn't let the chain break, but they didn't have the courage to walk step by step and break the chain step by step.

So Xu Qing and the vast world of mortals, separated by countless and inexhaustible fog, talked like singing folk songs.

Although he was reborn, he was still bound in place by the past, ignorant and unspeakable.

In 16 years, he waited for a man named Gu.

Suddenly regaining consciousness, the two circled back to the original point.

In the market, a pair of stall owners and buyers quarreled over prices. Xu Qing noticed that there were more people wearing masks and special clothes with a metallic luster. They seemed to come to the market for supplies.

He took out the Copper Star coins that he had specially exchanged from his pocket, counted two and handed them to the stall owner next to him. This stall owner was simple and honest, and even more so when he spoke.

Xu Qing asked him, "Why are there so many people in the market?"

He gave the money, and the stall owner replied sincerely, "They are all gold diggers who are planning to leave the city at this point."

"This time? It's going to be dark."

Xu Qing glanced at the sky, the clouds were dark and low, dark and stained with a little bit of warm yellow at the corners, all of which showed the fact that it was already evening.

The simple and honest stall owner grinned, as if he was joking that they had never seen the world, "What's wrong with this point? Although the risk of going out to the city at night to dig gold is higher than during the day, but the profit is also higher than during the day. Who here is not in a hurry to spend money ? Don't look at how diligent they are when they buy things. Every item they buy is carefully selected, and they don't buy it if they don't have to."

Gu Xiao casually picked up a small metal ball on the stall to play with, "What about you, don't you need to go out of town to dig gold?"

"Us? Our stalls here are all from District C, so we don't have to go out of the city every day to dig for gold like poor people." The stall owner's big white teeth are very dazzling, "We are in District C on a rotation system, uncle and me for three days I’ve only been there before, and the next time I go will probably be a month later!”

He looked at the clothes of the two, "You two should be from District A, right?"

Xu Qing asked, "How do you see it?"

The stall owner weighed the weight of the two copper star coins in his hand, "Only rich men in District A will give money casually, what about District B, it is better than us, but only a little better - rich people can enter A Even if you open a shop in the district, you still can’t get permanent residency. After all your life, what will you have left in the end?”

He smiled and said of the established fate, "If you are not a person in District A, you can't be buried. Even if you are a person in District A, there are three or six grades. The excess burial resources should be given priority to the upper class."

"Sometimes just wait and wait, and the body rots."

"There are also times... people like us, if we are lucky, we are born from a cocoon, and when we meet relatives who still value blood inheritance, there are still people who go the same way for half our lives. Unlucky, we are born from a cocoon, and pass the prescribed welfare period , you have to make a living for yourself.”

"After death, people like us who were born from a cocoon and have never been able to obtain the right to live in Area A will go outside the city and become the nourishment of monsters."

"—When the monster is full, the people in the city will survive."

Xu Qing was silent for a long time, and asked quietly, "Why didn't you resist?"

"Resist?"

The stall owner heard the big joke, "You're right, it's a bit like the old world's so-called 'why not eat minced meat'."

"Where do we resist, and where do we resist?"

"Ordinary people stay outside the city for a day and a night, no matter how much protection they take, they will be immediately infected by the ubiquitous S-73. If you are infected, you will be infected, if you die, you will die, and you will die beyond recognition. It seems that you can't even have a face." stay in this world."

"—What's the point of such a death?"

"Inside the city, ha, inside the city!"

"The city is a cage to watch over us, and it is also a home where we can feel at ease. Of course, the most important thing, if it is not for the fear that the abuse of cocoons will lead to an increase in the concentration of S-73, which of these rulers would not want to use the cocoon to create a new one? An inexhaustible, inexhaustible army?"

He laughed ironically this time, "S-73 is a nightmare that humans fear, but it has given people like us a way to survive."

"I have a son who grew out of a cocoon and was watered by my blood. He looks very similar to me."

"Before I saw him, I thought that I could just take him through the welfare period that a newborn should enjoy like my nominal mother. But..."

"But it turns out that the child is also a soft ball. If I let go, how will he live?... I, I am also a father."

"At this time, I began to hate S-73. If it wasn't for its appearance, my son would be born and grow up in the good old world, marry a wife and have children like people in the old world, and have a full house of children and grandchildren."

"But if there is no S-73, no cocoon, a person like me who has nowhere to go will not have a son."

As he spoke, his expression began to be confused. He didn't know whether he was lamenting the impermanence of fate or resenting the injustice of the world. "My whole life, I was born here and grew up here. I spent the time of wandering in the city. Knowing how it is now, using the S-73 variant to anchor urban areas and fix urban areas is a good thing.”

"At least in the eyes of us in the wandering era, it's something we can't wish for."

"Although I still don't know where I came from when I was born, and I don't have a way back when I die, at least I don't have to go to the wilderness of the city, I don't have to be displaced, I don't have to live during the day and die at night."

"I don't know whether to hate it or love it."

He looked directly at the front of the booth, and there were two upper-class people from District A, hoping to hear their answers, "What do you think?"

Xu Qing held Gu Xiao's wrist, lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, then raised his eyelids again and looked at the stall owner. The surroundings gradually darkened, but there were tiny stars in his eyes, "The fate of the world seems to be from It is not up to people to decide the way of coming and going, and they are always moving forward in the midst of huge and small waves, engulfed by fate."

"Hope, but hope is never easy."

"It is a spark far away and hopeless, a fire that will not be extinguished by the waves in the waves of fate from generation to generation. In the current or future destiny, it will become a bright sun from a small star. "

"Then burn off the jagged thorns on the ground, and burn off the black ashes of the night."

The stall owner stood still for a while and asked, "Are you a pioneer?"

"Do not."

Xu Qing silently denied, "I am a coward fleeing from fate."

The stall owner was speechless for a long time. He seemed to be thinking about Xu Qing's words seriously, but he actually sighed in his heart: This player's acting skills are even better than his own!

He straightened his expression and restored the self-cultivation that NPCs should have. "Everyone has their own choice, and the choice is only a matter of thought."

He looked at Gu Xiao who had been silent all this time, "What about you?"

"..."

Gu Xiaomo was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "I just want a fellow."

It doesn't matter where you are going, after all, I will follow your direction.

The stall owner rubbed the two already warm copper coins, "You gave me the money, I kindly remind you. Since you are not from the inferior district, hurry back to where you should go."

"In order to save resources, only District A lights up at night in the urban area. Fat sheep like you, who have no strength to restrain chickens, walk in the dark night of the inferior districts, only waiting to be slaughtered!"

Indeed, the sky is already dark, and the lights here have not been turned on yet. Looking at the people at the booth next to them, they are all used to trading in the dark.

Leaving the market, the two walked in silence for a while in the direction of Area A, where the light source came from.

Xu Qing felt the soft touch under the fingertips and the real wrist bone, and then realized that she hadn't let go of Gu Xiao's hand.

He subconsciously clenched his wrist tightly, and then separated like an electric shock.

Then Gu Xiao grabbed it backwards.

"If you are really Dr. Xu, what would you like to tell me?"

Xu Qing knew that the "I" in this sentence did not refer to Gu Xiao, but the experimental subject in the game.

He thought carefully, if I were Dr. Xu, what would I say?

Facing an experimental subject who was imprisoned in a research institute from birth for human research, Dr. Xu...

No, what would I think?

I can't be the Dr. Xu written in the script. From the moment I play this role, Dr. Xu's thinking has been imprinted on me.

Dr. Xu in this game is me.

In the same way, the experimental subject in this game is Gu Xiao.

What am I going to say?

"it's not your fault."

"I am a coward who flees from fate, but I can be your companion if you need it."

Seek the dawn, or be smashed to pieces.

The halo of area a shone from afar, unable to erase the thickness of the night.

Dr. Xu made a promise to Experimental No. [-] who he spent two hours with.