Sweep across the Doomsday Proving Ground [Unlimited]

Xu Zhuo seemed to have fallen into a dream.

As if there is no exit, all that can be seen are a few faint lights and shadows, and myself whose figure is lengthened by the light.

It's really strange, it was obviously a place full of guns and bullets before - bloody, dark, and filled with countless test racks.

It seems that for someone else, the reagent was injected.

Who is it...

Xu Zhuo didn't know.

He wanted to try his best to recall it, but the harder he tried, the deeper he would sink, until finally, even the scene in front of him was quietly eroded by darkness.

When Xu Zhuo woke up again, he saw an old man wearing glasses.

For some reason, he, who couldn't even recall the test site, called out the other party's name at this moment: "...Yang Bing?"

The other party nodded.

At this time, he was standing three or four meters away from Xu Zhuo, his body seemed to be synthesized from data, and indistinctly, countless black and white barcodes could be seen around his human limbs.

Xu Zhuo took a few steps forward.

Seeing this, Yang Bing smiled: "Don't doubt my identity, the mechanical arm doesn't work here."

"This is my original human arm, and that's why I see you here." Yang Bing said, "Although we were of the same age in the Elite Project, in this world, because of the speed of time, I've been through so much, so..."

He paused and said, "Son, the next thing is very important, listen to me carefully."

Xu Zhuo looked at him quietly.

"The hallucinations you are experiencing now are indeed the effects of hallucinogens." Yang Bing said, "It can make people have all kinds of hallucinations, and it can also make people hurt their closest people unconsciously. or friends."

"But here, you can have everything you want. It can even be said that the memories you want to find can be found here."

Xu Zhuo's eyelashes trembled when he heard that.

Yang Bing looked at his reaction and added: "However, there is a saying that is true, that is - there is no free lunch in the world."

"The longer you fall into this illusion, the harder it is to break free. For example, it's like quicksand in the mud. When you react, it may be too late, and you will drown in the end."

"It's the price, isn't it?" Xu Zhuo, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke at this moment.

Yang Bing nodded heavily.

"It's all up to you, my child," he said. "If you don't want to go through this hallucinogen, I can use up the last bit of my strength and send you out. But the result is also obvious, that memory , may never be found again.”

As the voice fell, a white mist lingered around him, and even the image made two pops and became blurred.

"Time is running out, kid." Yang Bing spoke faster, "Should I choose to stay and take the risk of getting stuck in it, or..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Yan interrupted him: "I want to stay."

His tone was still calm, but there was a little special, indescribable emotion, like firm and persistent, or something else.

Hearing such an answer, Yang Bing was not too surprised.

It seemed that everything was expected, he looked at Xu Zhuo standing in front of him, and smiled with relief: "Then, I don't need to say anything more about what you need to do next."

As he spoke, he sighed, and then took a few steps back, as if he wanted to stay away from the white mist, but after only breaking free for a second, the mist swooped up again.

So Yang Bing laughed at himself, and simply gave up resisting.

"Good luck," he said.

And just when he was completely covered by the white mist, he heard Xu Zhuo ask: "Then since you are sober, why did you stay here?"

Yang Bing was slightly taken aback.

However, within a few seconds of such emotions, the emotions in his eyes were withdrawn.

Through the pair of glasses, he looked at Xu Zhuo, and said slowly: "Wait a while, you will know..."

It's like a road with no end in sight.

Surrounded by damp mist, it seemed to covet Xu Zhuo's side, but he didn't take any action.

But for some reason, Xu Zhuo seemed to feel something during the time he walked forward.

It was an indescribable intuition that made him feel that he was not alone in accepting such a hallucinogenic scene.

However, this feeling of bewilderment still made him feel very uncomfortable.

He couldn't remember what happened before, so he just walked forward aimlessly, but now, the memories he wanted to find seemed meaningless because he couldn't remember the person in reality.

However, such thoughts disappeared within a few minutes.

Xu Zhuo saw himself when he was young.

At this time, he was sitting beside the cement room, his cuffs and clothes were stained with blood, and his arms were also scratched in several places.

But even so, he still buried his head in his knees, oblivious to everything around him.

At this moment, the sky was stained with the blood color of the setting sun, and gunshots and cries were faintly heard not far away.

But such a bony figure was not touched in any way, he was still sitting quietly, as if waiting for someone.Beside him is a brand new pistol/gun, and a pen.

Xu Zhuo stood not far away, watching him quietly.

It seemed that the memory touched something at this time, making him feel the kind of emotion he had never had before.

What is it?

Xu Zhuo didn't know, just when he was trying to feel it, a tall figure appeared on the other side of his vision.

That person has sharp facial features, flamboyant and full of vitality, it seems that just looking at each other can melt away all the coldness and snow.

In fact, it is.

When Xu Zhuo, the young man in front of him, saw him, his brows and eyes immediately stretched a little.

"Aren't you going back to rest?" the man asked.

Xu Zhuo stared at him for a few seconds, then shook his head.

The man smiled, stretched out his hand and said, "Then let's go together. It just so happens that today's test is over, so go back to eat."

The setting sun outlines the backs of the two teenagers.

At the moment when their shadows overlapped, the picture in front of Xu Zhuo's eyes suddenly distorted and flashed back.

It was a centralized hall, where countless plan participants sat in rows on long wooden chairs, devouring the dry buns that were allotted.

In the corner on one side, two teenagers hid in the shadows, giving way to each other, insisting on leaving their share to each other.

Immediately afterwards, another movie-like jump.

After changing the medicine for that injury, the other party hid the medicine under his iron bed.For this reason, that person was investigated by the supernatural organization, and was imprisoned for half a month for stealing a bottle of potion.

In the operating room, they looked at each other countless times, just to ensure each other's safety.

Also, during shooting training, in order to allow him to pass the test, the opponent quietly replaced his brand new gun...

Xu Zhuo knew that everyone here had given up everything in order to protect themselves.

In order to survive in the elite plan in the future, or in other words, in order not to feel any possible guilt, I would rather wrap myself up layer by layer and not reveal it to anyone.

It seems like this is the only way to hide in an absolute safe field.

Just like him now.

But seeing these scenes, Xu Zhuo seemed to have a strange feeling for a moment. He didn't know where this emotion came from, but at this moment, something in his heart was touched.

So he took a few steps forward.

There seemed to be some noisy voices in his ears, as if he was calling his name, and besides that, he was also shouting words such as stop.

But Xu Zhuo didn't hear about it.

The moment he stretched out his hand, the scene in front of him was pierced with his fingertips.

The warm-looking scenes in front of me, which should not appear in the cold plan, are like the moon in the mirror at this moment, gradually disappearing, and finally only a few broken shadows are left.

Xu Zhuo frowned.

He took a few steps forward, trying to catch all of this, but he disappeared farther and farther away.

At this time, the call came again.

This time, Xu Zhuo came back to his senses a little.

—what is he doing?

Do you want to retrieve the memory hidden deep in your mind?

Or... are you looking for that person?

In the confusion, Yang Bing's words rang quietly in his ears.

Xu Zhuo seemed to be a little dazed, and within a few seconds, those scenes of getting along appeared in front of him again, those conversations during the break, the mutual support in the test field, and the entwined figures in the woods under the moon... like An irresistible temptation, or rather, a persuasion to keep him from leaving.

That's fine too.

Xu Zhuo suddenly thought so.

Looking at the two wrestling in front of him, Lin Cheng was so anxious that he almost cried.

No matter how he and Sun Ze yelled, their eyes were still calm, as if they were covered by something, and completely lost the clear expression before.

After a few simple fights, the last test stand was smashed by them, fell heavily to the ground, and instantly shattered into pieces.

"What should we do?" Lin Cheng shouted, "If the fight continues, something will happen!"

Sun Ze's face was pale at this time, looking at Xu Zhuo and Gu Chengye in front of him, he murmured: "This, could it be what the supernatural organization wants to see..."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud noise behind him.

Immediately afterwards, several black figures appeared in the distance of the corridor——

As if they were summoned, the robots gradually appeared in their field of vision, their mechanical arms scratched the corridor wall, they swayed their bodies, and gradually approached.

Everyone panicked.

So Sun Ze rushed to the console, found a gun and a knife, and threw them to Lin Cheng and the others.

"Now we can only wait for them to wake up!"

Raising his voice, he plucked up the courage to run towards the corridor, and at the same time shouted: "We must hold on, trust them, and hold on until the moment we wake up—"

……

Xu Zhuo heard several voices at this moment.

His steps stopped, his eyelashes trembled slightly.

"what happened?"

A gentle and powerful voice sounded beside his ear.

Xu Zhuo raised his head abruptly.

At this moment, the shouts from the testing ground became indistinct again.

Except for the white mist and the person in front of him, the other scenes disappeared without a trace.

In the world, it seemed that there was only him and this person.

"Nothing." Xu Zhuo replied.

Hearing this, the man chuckled, and stretched out his hand. His palm was clean, and there were still thin calluses on his fingertips from practicing spears all the year round.

Then, the man said to him, "Let's go?"

Xu Zhuo looked at the other party for a few seconds, and although he still couldn't see his face, he still nodded mechanically.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his hand defenselessly.

The temperature of the opponent's palm was transmitted like this.

——Practice and satisfied.

How should I put it, it was like searching for a long time in a dream, and finally found what I wanted.

The truth that I want to find these years, or the lost memory, seems to become unimportant with this scene.

At this moment, the white mist completely lingered over.

In a few seconds, most of them were devoured.

Xu Zhuo's steps suddenly stopped.

The man glanced at him and said softly, "What's wrong?"

Xu Zhuo did not answer.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he took a step back hesitantly.

Despite this, the other party still asked him in a gentle voice, without any impatience, or in other words, the tone was more gentle and powerful.

At this time, Bai Wu became more and more unscrupulous, like a beast devouring him, but Xu Zhuo did not hear of it.His complexion was no worse than before, or worse than when he was in the testing ground, as if he was extremely weak.

Listening to the other party's words, he lowered his eyes and took another step back.

At the moment when the white mist completely invaded, Xu Zhuo suddenly raised his head.

He jerked his hand away.

And the eyes that were said to be cold, or emotionless, completely recovered at this moment.

In an instant, the scene was distorted and dissipated in an instant.

The white mist lingering around him gradually changed color at this time, turning into a thick and bright red.

Finally, it turned into a forest.

The fire was raging and devastated.

Xu Zhuo took a few steps forward, the scorching temperature was like a screaming evil spirit, entangled him tightly - as long as he took a step, the fire behind him would be closer.

It seemed that, just like what Yang Bing said, he didn't want to let him go out at all.

The flames all over the sky were reflected in his eyes. For some reason, at this moment, as if he touched something, his steps stopped, and then he remembered completely.

The person's name number.

Hidden in dreams day and night, repeating sleepy words.

And the companionship and companionship in the test field countless times, and finally became the memory of the same group of opponents who were either dead or alive.

He saw the figure of the person in the test field for the last time. In the scorching firelight, there was a shocking, large swath of blood on the other person's body.

Even so, Xu Zhuo could vaguely hear his comfort.

"Don't look." The man said to him, "Don't look..."

"You have to live on, and forget the rest if you can."

……

Those gunshots, flames, and scorching heat seemed to be a melody before the ashes were blown up at this moment. When Xu Zhuo supported himself and wanted to run over, the branch finally couldn't resist the burning and fell on his shoulder.

So he heard the other party's shout.

What kind of emotion is that...

Xu Zhuo had never heard his tone so flustered, or in other words, so anxious.

At this time, there was only one thought.

— go to him.

No matter what the testing ground is, even if two people are eliminated, he will be by that person's side.

The firelight brought a deadly pain to his shoulder, tearing at his senses.Gunpowder smoke was still everywhere around him, and the sound of explosions was endless.

But at this moment, Xu Zhuo couldn't feel anything.

He shuffled and walked up to the man covered in blood, then looked at him, slowly stretched out his hand, and stroked his cheek.

Then, calling him in a low voice.

Starting from the number given by the supernatural person, and then to the other party's name, all that remained was inexplicable fear and trembling.

He couldn't even utter a single word.

And the man leaned against the dry tree trunk, with his eyes tightly closed.

It seems that there is no life anymore.

So Xu Zhuo tried harder to call, and with such efforts, the other party seemed to wake up for a moment, his dry lips parted slightly, as if he was muttering something.

So Xu Zhuo leaned closer and leaned against his neck.

Feeling the beating pulse of the other party, he had a moment of peace of mind, and then said softly: "No hurry, I'm listening..."

There was still a scorching fire around, and the branches of the trees were burning and making a hissing sound.

Mixed with such a sound, Xu Zhuo finally heard what he said clearly—that was his number, which was chosen by him after he completely abandoned his name in front of the supernatural organization when he entered the elite plan, Able to represent its own number.

At this moment, Xu Zhuo didn't know what mood he was in, he could only clenched the other's hands even more tightly, and said almost tremblingly, "I'm here."

As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding seemed to press the pause button.

The flames in the woods, the pain on his body, and the feeling of being so distressed that he couldn't add it all stopped at this moment.

The mist swooped down completely at this moment.

But Xu Zhuo was unmoved, and they remained close together.

Gradually, a glimmer of light flickered in front of his eyes.

It seemed as if all the haze had been dispelled from his heart.

The scene suddenly went back, the test racks smashed into a mess by them, the sound of patrol helicopters shooting, as well as the sound of crying and fighting, gradually became clear...

Xu Zhuo straddles/sitting on the opponent, the handle of the knife in his hand is only a few millimeters away from the opponent's artery.

The other party was holding a gun at this time, and the black muzzle of the gun was pressed against his chest.

It seemed that if they moved a little more, they would completely end each other's life through their own hands.

But they are completely awake at this moment.

In the hail of bullets, the roar outside the window was full of killing intent, and they were still shooting everything recklessly.

However, the murderous intent in their eyes slowly faded away, and gradually became clear and clear. It even brought a trace of joy of regaining what was lost, which neither of them noticed.

Those days and nights during training, as well as the final parting of life and death, all turned into the brightest color in the eyes at this moment.

Xu Zhuo looked into those eyes, her thin lips trembled, and said softly, "...No. 35."

Gu Chengye responded to him: "I am here."

He paused, and then stroked the other's pale cheek with calloused fingertips.

As if to comfort him, his fingertips gently brushed the corners of the other's lips, the tip of the nose, and the eyebrows... Finally, he looked into the other's eyes and repeated word by word——

"I've always been here, NO.18."