Absolute Persona [Unlimited]

"That person is Zhong Xun." His loyal audience wiped the black liquid on his face and grinned, "You really match well."

Jiang Jian paused for a moment, and said solemnly, "Thank you."

Zombie viewers scratched their heads: "I know you must have deliberately fired CP for the sake of business. From the moment you first joined the show, you can see that you are very jerky and pointless. Besides, how can anyone be together every time the show is impossible? Such a coincidence."

"……really."

"Even with such a program arrangement, I still like to see the two of you together. I used to see Zhong Xun in the live broadcast room of other guests, and I always felt that he was so indifferent that he didn't look like a person, with the words "Don't get close to strangers" written all over his face. With you When the first episode of the program started, he seemed to be more and more human."

The zombie's voice was a little hoarse, and Jiang Jian could hear a bit of joy from that small voice.

There were also ripples in his heart.

This was the first time he heard their description of Zhong Xun from the mouths of bystanders.

That was the time when Zhong Xun walked alone.It is necessary to maintain the self in the ever-fuzzy memory, but also to be the host of the tree according to the "personal design" Jiang Fan gave him, and not to intervene to ensure the complete operation of the program world. At the same time, his subconscious mind is still resisting the fusion with the tree.

"Thank you for telling me this." Jiang Jian's scope fell on its chest, and said sincerely.

Zombie audience smiled: "I have to thank you for accompanying me through the most difficult days at home. I thought before, if you are together every day like this, maybe I don't feel that any program is officially announced to be together." Surprised, but may not see that day."

Jiang Jian suddenly realized that the establishment of his relationship with Zhong Xun happened outside the map, so it hadn't been known.

Before pulling the trigger, he said to the zombie; "We are already together."

Ah... is it?

That's good, I wish you happiness.

The zombie was already blocked by the pus in its throat, it silently blessed him, closed its eyes contentedly, and opened its arms to welcome its end.

Jiang Jian's throat felt sore, and he set his target on the next zombie.

On their viscous, almost invisible faces, he saw pairs of eyes intertwined with nostalgia and pain.

They were born from this world for no reason, and they buried themselves in this world for no reason.

Just like the world created by Huang Weiwei with his own texts, the world conceived by the tree of consciousness also has no past history.What kind of world they are born in depends on what kind of world view they accept. They will not doubt everything they see and experience, let alone be confused by various bizarre programs.

Therefore, they have never doubted where this world came from, where the reality and boundaries of this world are.

It may seem extremely absurd to outsiders, but before they become zombies, every day they live as a person has their own value and meaning.Every communication with relatives and friends, every live broadcast watched is unique.

They will say thanks and be grateful for all the good things that have appeared in their lives.

But now, in their struggle, they chose to give up this unique memory, begging him with their hideous faces that should be fresh and lively, and let him give him a relief.

Those eyes that were firmly closed, seemed to regard the sound of the trigger being pulled as a melody for falling asleep.

It shouldn't be like this...

Jiang Jian clenched her teeth firmly, concentrating on forcing herself to stabilize her figure. With a muffled sound, her eyelids gradually turned red and her pupils gradually became cloudy.

He didn't know that on the hospital building facing away from him, many guests who were hiding looked at him through the windows.

"Jiang Jian...couldn't it be him?"

"Isn't this the person who tested the newcomer?"

"Do you think he resembles the man who brought us here?"

"It's a bit. But he's killing zombies."

"It's not surprising that the boss behind the scenes pretends to be a novice anchor?"

Tears only left faint traces on her cheeks. Jiang Jian blinked, shook her hands gently in the dissipated gunpowder smoke, and turned around firmly to walk to the hospital.

The people upstairs fell silent for a moment, shrinking back.

They couldn't see the trembling of his shoulders, the pain on his face, or the gentle goodbye to the zombies.They could only see Jiang Jian "fighting" a group of zombies with his own strength outside the hospital.

"There are a few rooms on this floor where there should be a few guests who have not mutated. I don't care. Let's not offend the river for now."

After Zhong Xun finished patrolling the entire floor and dealt with a few lingering zombies, when he returned to the dressing room, he saw Fu Yuncheng lying on the bed with his arms covering his face.Wensidei had already withdrawn her needles and started to dispose of medical waste, and disinfected her fingers by the way.

"However, the blood bank is polluted by the zombies on this floor." Zhong Xun provided Jiang Jian with the location of their floor through spirit sharing. Leaning against the wall, he observed the situation in the corridor from the corner of his eye, "How is he? What? So shy."

Wen Sidai shook off the drops of water on her hand, and raised her chin slightly in the direction of Fu Yuncheng.

"His wound is a little low. I cut off the trousers that got in the way for him, and then he has this look of escaping after being stared at." She sighed, turned around and went to the nurse's station to find out the normal saline, and gave Fu Yuncheng an infusion "If there is no way to transfuse blood, add some salt and sugar first."

As soon as the voice finished speaking, Zhong Xun waved his hand cautiously and stared intently at the corner of the elevator. Wensidei quickly stopped talking, and exchanged it for a rolling pin from the interface and held it in his hand.

"Brother Zhong, Brother Zhong!" Song Zhihui's voice sounded, Wen Sidai breathed a sigh of relief, walked around Fu Yuncheng, and walked towards Zhong Xun.

I saw Song Zhifan bouncing over from the elevator, holding a scalpel he picked up from nowhere, with some black liquid on his face and hands, looking pitiful and embarrassed.

His eyes met Wensidei's, and he took two steps back with his hands behind his back.

"Where's Jiang Jian?" Zhong Xun asked in a deep voice.

Song Zhihui's heart skipped a beat, he knew Zhong Xun would definitely ask, and stammered: "Behind, behind, don't worry, you're alive."

Zhong Xun raised his eyebrows, and Wen Sidai pulled Song Zhifan to his side.

"Don't scare the child." She knelt down, took out a clean handkerchief, and said in a warm voice, "Hide what you want, be careful that the liquid is also infected."

Song Zhihui knew that she was going to clean up the avatar, so he turned away and let her hold his wrist and wipe it off bit by bit.

In order to divert his attention, he looked into Shang Zhongxun's deep eyes: "There are a lot of zombies in here. Judging from the wristbands on their hands, many guests have also turned into zombies."

"There is a track on the top floor of the hospital that can lead directly to the studio center. Anyone who lands within this radius and has observed it when they land will use this as the first choice." Zhong Xun analyzed, "I just looked at it, and there is only one track in the entire building. An elevator can lead to the top floor, whether it is a zombie or a guest with a time advantage, it is very likely to ambush on the top floor."

Wensidei threw away the dirty handkerchief: "There is a travel guide book in the homestay where I was staying tonight. There is only one train every day from the outermost town to the studio center. You can look it up in the redemption list. It seems that they can also be exchanged with points, but I don’t know if they are all over.”

"Don't worry, I've bought everything." Zhong Xun clicked twice on the interface, and a booklet materialized in his hand, opened it and looked at it, "Arrived at the hospital station at 5:25, it won't be long , maybe the car came just after sunrise."

Wensidei looked at the watch: "Hey, it's already 04:30 in the morning. Why don't you go up and clean up the scene earlier? I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to go up later. God knows how many people are hiding in this hospital."

Fu Yuncheng struggled with his drowsiness and tried to sit up: "You guys are gone, what about me? Wen Sidai, where is your teammate? You don't want your teammate to hang out with Zhong Xun? Can you take me with you? My teammate also sneaked away. Why don't we form a temporary team?"

As he spoke, he confidently raised his eyebrows at Winsted.

The corner of Song Zhifan's mouth twitched, and he turned to look at the sutured wound on his abdomen: "I suggest you find an operating room where zombies can't get in."

"I'm not worried about my teammates. Hao Gang is very flexible. I don't have any supplies to share with him. Self-sufficiency is enough." Wen Sidai exchanged for a rubber band, and coiled her long curly hair behind her head , "Who is your teammate? If your teammate is not like Zhong Xun's thigh and can't carry you, I also suggest that you rest where you are."

Zhong Xun: "I'm sorry, my thigh can't carry a person who has just had his wound stitched up and may bleed to death anytime while walking on the road."

Fu Yuncheng: "..."

He rolled his eyes: "If neither of you can do it, how can Uncle Huang be able to move me? He has the same name as him, no way!"

"Old Huang?" As soon as Jiang Jian walked into the elevator room, he saw the elevator door slowly closing, and Lao Huang stood at the door with blank eyes.

He put the equipment in his hand into the bag, blocked the elevator, and squeezed in the moment the door closed.

Although Fu Yuncheng said that after the memory was restored, many people had a subtle attitude towards him because they couldn't distinguish him from Jiang Fan, after all, Lao Huang first learned about his and Zhong Xun's different identities from that reward and shared it with him. his people.

Even if he didn't believe him, didn't he trust his own memory?

Lao Huang glanced at him lightly, but without any response, he pressed the top floor with dull eyes.

The originally swollen stomach has slowly deflated.

Jiang Jian narrowed her eyes, her gaze fell from his pupils to his wrist, slowly looking at his wristband, and then at his whole body.No pus, no mutation, he is still a normal person.

His expression of turning a blind eye to him was exactly the same as that of Fu Yuncheng when he was in the factory.

That's the appearance of being caught in the illusion of zombies!

"Ding--"

The elevator stopped on the fifth floor, Jiang Jian turned sideways to get out of the door, Jiang Jian took a step back, put his hands on the opening of the backpack, and watched the surroundings very vigilantly, in case zombies rushed in after the elevator stopped suddenly .

The door opened, and his eyes trembled slightly.

Under the darkness of night, Zhong Xun was a bit dangerous, and his aura was exposed. Behind him, Wen Sidai and Song Zhihui also looked around cautiously.

The two breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time.

Jiang Jian looked behind them and asked, "Where's Fu Yuncheng?"

Zhong Xun raised his eyebrows: "Sent to a VVIP ward that is super airtight and not polluted by zombies. There is food and drink. Don't worry, it's enough for him to survive tonight, so it doesn't count as breaking your promise. What's going on with Huang?"

Jiang Jian: "I'm afraid I've already been hit by the illusion of zombies, and I should be on my way to find the target now."

Winside looked at the floor: "The top floor?"

Jiang Jian nodded: "I also saw zombies jumping down from the rooftop outside. The situation above is probably not optimistic."

The three of them walked into the elevator, and until the door was closed, Lao Huang never made eye contact with any of them. The uncle, who had a lot of nonsense, turned a deaf ear to their chats, as if he couldn't see them at all.

"When we get to the top floor, hold him and I'll go out first." Zhong Xun said in a deep voice.

Jiang Jian stretched out her hand, and the back of her hand lightly touched Zhong Xun's hand holding the equipment tightly, and her little finger hooked his.

Zhong Xun's heart trembled slightly, and he shook his backhand heavily.

Only they understand each other's pain at the moment of killing each other, and only the other party can give each other the strength to move forward in the endless silence and despair.

The elevator goes directly to the top floor, facing the wide helipad on the top floor.

The moment the door opened, the night wind rushed into the small space.

The hair on the sideburns that was blown swept across his cheeks, and the palms that were tightly pressed were parted in a consonant way. Zhong Xun rushed out at a speed that others could not match, and with the help of night vision goggles, he methodically locked on a few nearby zombies that were about to move. .

Jiang Jian winked at Song Zhifan, and the two of them controlled Lao Huang's shoulders from left to right.

"Awei!" Lao Huang's eyes suddenly lit up, and when he moved his feet, he found himself imprisoned. He struggled violently, and then his slack eyes focused on Jiang Jian, "Let me go! My daughter, I see It's time for the girl!"

Jiang Jian's expression was normal, and he added some strength to resist Lao Huang's rampage.

He had already guessed that the phantom given to Lao Huang by the zombies would be his daughter. After all, as early as in the show at Shuguang No. I tried my best to exchange for a reward to see my daughter again.

The person Lao Huang wants to see the most is his daughter.

But...Jiang Jian suddenly remembered the memories of Lao Huang sharing his rewards. He met a man in a light gray coat at the gate of the police station and told him that there was a way to help him find his daughter.

Jiang Fan also used his daughter as an excuse to trick Lao Huang into this world.

Does Jiang Fan pay so much attention to every guest he brings in?Thinking of this, Jiang Jian couldn't help frowning, he always felt that he had missed something.

and many more……

"Awei! Nannie!" Lao Huang shouted hysterically, "Come back, don't be in such a dangerous place, Dad misses you, let's go home, shall we?"

Jiang Jian followed his gaze, and there was a zombie sitting alone on the edge of the roof, with his legs dangling outside, as if he could jump up and down from the courtyard building anytime and anywhere.

"Is your daughter your last name?" Jiang Jian firmly held Lao Huang's jaw, forcing him to withdraw his attention from the illusion and meet his gaze.

The anxious Lao Huang yelled: "Nonsense, I named her after all, Huang Weiwei, the only Wei!"

Jiang Jian didn't hear what he yelled behind him, he just felt that the moment Lao Huang blurted out, he was enveloped by a sense of absurdity from head to toe.

——I couldn't hold back them, so I was forced to drop out of school and work to support my younger brother's education.

——My Jin Gui’s brother and I went to the hospital one after another. They paid all the money they borrowed for his brother’s hospitalization fee, and I was asked out of the ward.The day I left the hospital, they all greeted him in his ward...then I ran away from home.

——It's ridiculous, a stranger who doesn't know what he's planning will treat me better than my biological parents.

On the day when Huang Weiwei and her world disappeared together, she told him her past in a casual way. Her emotions did not fluctuate, as if she was telling someone else's story.

She said that the life that controlled her is coming to an end, and it is good that there is one person who can remember.

Jiang Jian did not expect that these two people... were father and daughter.

So who is telling the truth?

The zombie on the edge of the roof turned around and waved at Lao Huang.Lao Huang's eyes widened, and he used his own strength to support Jiang Jian to go there. Song Zhifan held his arm tightly, but he was short and thin, not only did not hold him back, but he was dragged staggeringly a few steps.

"Wake up and see what that is?"

Jiang Jian looked at Zhong Xun from the corner of his eye as he fought three against one not far away, avoiding his trajectory and giving him a place to display and play.

Then he forced Zheng Lao Huang's face full of sagging flesh, and said word by word: "I have seen Huang Weiwei."

Old Huang turned his head in a daze, and his out-of-focus eyes regained some charm. He looked at Jiang Jian carefully, and couldn't help shrinking: "You brought me here and said that you can let me find my daughter."

"It's not me." Jiang Jian was not in the mood to explain what he had done for Jiang Fan, "Your memory has recovered, right? You should calm down and think about it, how did she lose it?"

Lao Huang's eyes dodged for a moment: "I, I don't know."

Jiang Jian took a step to the left, blocking between him and the zombie behind him: "You know, she ran away from home, right?"

Lao Huang's body trembled: "She left with others after she got sick. I only found out after I called the police and watched the surveillance."

Jiang Jian narrowed his eyes and heard his pretentiousness.

"Then you know she's sick?"

"I know." Lao Huang lowered his head lower and lower.

"Did you take care of her during her illness?"

"The other kid was also sick at that time, so..."

"So you asked her to drop out of school to work to support another child, so you were not even with her on the day she was rushed to the hospital by colleagues, so you refused to even visit her because of another child's illness. She is dragged by unaffordable medical bills, and she doesn't even know when the hospital will invite her out. But what about the fact? The fact is that you make her feel hopeless, so she would rather go to a different place with someone she has never met. There will be no more hopeless worlds."

Jiang Jian's voice seemed to come from far away, hitting Lao Huang's heart heavily.

He actually said that it would be relief for Ah Wei to leave him?

He was in a trance, holding Jiang Jian's sleeve tightly with his fingers, trying to pass him.

He muttered in his mouth: "You lie, you lie... I love her very much, I just didn't pay her so much attention before. You lie to me, she is sitting there waiting for me, so she won't be like you You don't want to see me like that! You just don't want me to see her!"

Jiang Jian didn't know what Lao Huang saw in the vision. The zombie let him see the "person he wanted to see", but did the person he wanted to see really want to see him again?

A thought gradually rose in my heart, and I quickly changed another hand to hold the struggling Huang, and raised the wristband to let No. 099 call out the real-time ranking. Suddenly, I saw that Huang's ranking was rising rapidly, jumping from more than 80 to More than 50.

"It turns out that this is your real personality, a good father who cares about your daughter, do you really regret it now, or are you immersed in the self-moving performance?" Jiang Jian looked at him pityingly, "You have seen Not her anymore."

Although Jiang Fan had his own purpose in bringing people to the β world, for Huang Weiwei, she was only grateful to Jiang Fan for allowing her to escape the life abandoned by her relatives.The day she disappeared with the world she created was happier than the day she was with her relatives.

"I don't want to lie to me! I want you to take care of me!"

Lao Huang let out a loud roar, and sprays flew from his mouth.

Jiang Jian subconsciously closed her eyes and turned her face away.Unexpectedly, Lao Huang broke free from the control of him and Song Zhihui at this stall, and rushed out towards the edge of the rooftop.

not good!

Jiang Jian hurriedly chased after him, pulled out his weapon from his backpack while running, and aimed at the zombie on the rooftop.

It opened its bloody mouth wide, and threw itself on Huang Bubu with a smile.

And Lao Huang looked desperate, as if he wanted to hold his long-lost reunited child in his arms.

With a "bang", the black liquid exploded on Lao Huang's body. He didn't seem to have reacted. According to the inertia, he staggered and fell to the roof.

Jiang Jian's pupils shrank suddenly, and he ran quickly to reach out his hand to catch Lao Huang, but he was caught off guard by a ray of light, and he didn't judge the direction, and his palm happened to be staggered with Lao Huang's outstretched fingers.

"Ugh-"

A humming overwhelmed the muffled sound of falling, Jiang Jian's fists were heavily hanging on the edge of the roof, and he turned his head to look at the light that delayed his rescue.

"The car is here." Song Zhihui stood beside him and explained in a low voice, "There is only one flight to the studio center every day, and the stop to the hospital is at 5:25."

Jiang Jian looked at the direction of the train, the lights of the train were shining in the dark blue night sky.And on the horizon behind the train, there is a faint sign that the sun is about to rise.

There was a burst of warmth on his arm, he looked up, and Zhong Xun's broad palm passed through his arm, pulling him up forcefully.There was not a single surviving zombie on the entire top platform behind him. The surviving guests poked their heads out one after another, rushed to the roof from downstairs, and ran towards the train carriage.

Jiang Jian didn't care to listen to their low-pitched conversation, but felt her throat was bitter, and her forehead was directly pressed against Zhong Xun's shoulder.

Zhong Xun embraced him with long arms, the smell of gunpowder smoke in his arms.

He whispered: "I didn't watch him, I didn't save him, Jiang Jian's mission...failed, please punish the detachment leader."

In the past, the team members who valued the Ming team said this to Zhong Xun, and finally it was my turn.

A kiss fell lightly on the top of the head, and Zhong Xun's temperature pressed tightly against his ear.

"Our mission and duty require us to try our best to save everyone, but we must also accept the fact that we are not capable of saving everyone." His voice was meaningful and deep, "We are human beings, not saviors, Jiang Jian."

He read his name earnestly, hugged him tightly, and rubbed him into his arms, as if he could use all his strength to fill his lost heart.

He once wished that Jiang Jian could empathize with him emotionally.

Now that opened heart is constantly experiencing a kind of spiritual delay, savoring the pain, self-doubt and suffocation brought about by the warmth and coldness of human feelings.

And there was nothing he could do except hug him tightly.

He would rather that he didn't understand the tastes of the world, and that he would never fall into the world of mortals.

Jiang Jian, who is both emotional and painful, made his heart ache.

"Although I don't really want to disturb you, but the train is about to leave, you should hurry up." Song Zhifan raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and interrupted them mercilessly.

Jiang Jian breathed slowly, raised her head from Zhong Xun's arms, and looked at Song Zhihui.

I saw the teary-eyed little guy who has always been careless: "Brother Jian, you told me before that you should be a person, have empathy, and be a beam of light to others. So... please don't doubt yourself, you have always been All well done!"

You are also my light.

"Everyone, can you come in and cry first?" Winsted leaned against the train door. She was wearing pajamas and her hair was tied up, looking out of place with everything around her. "Remind you, the train leaves in half a minute."

Zhong Xun and Jiang simply got up and walked quickly onto the train. They walked forward in the narrow corridor of the carriage. The people inside subconsciously looked back, and no one was willing to give up their seats.

Song Zhihui got into the car after the two of them. As soon as he stood firmly, he saw Wensidei crossing her arms, her long curly hair wrapped around her waist, smiling at the corner of her mouth, looking at him tenderly.

Smelly woman dress fetish.

He turned his face away, and went around Wensidei to find Jiang Jian inside.

"Hey! Wait for me!"

A voice came from not far away, following the sound, a bald head rushed out of the elevator, scrambling and rushing towards the train door.The moment he saw Winsdai, his eyes lit up: "Good teammate, wait for me!"

"Fuck, Hao Gang. Teammate Pig lost the chain."

Wensidei let out a sigh of relief, endured the risk of losing the ranking and scolded unladyily.

She leaned out while cursing, leaning against the car door, ready to pick up her teammates before the start of the car, trying to make up for her character: "There are still ten seconds, you run faster, and you will be there when the door closes." There is no way!"

As soon as the words were finished, a zombie suddenly jumped out from behind Hao Gang, and rushed towards her!

The zombie moved on its stomach the whole time, the black liquid covered its whole body, like a long shadow behind Hao Gang, no one noticed it.

Song Zhihui, who was about to walk in, shrank his pupils, raised his hand and pulled Wen Sidai back.

He quickly jumped out of the carriage, opened his arms to meet the zombie and rushed towards it, clinging to it, the two collided in the air, and then hit the ground heavily.

Hao Gang was startled by this incident, and he used all his hands and feet to climb onto the car, for fear of being targeted by the zombies.

"Go away." Seeing Song Zhifan's voice, Wen Sidai's expression changed suddenly, and she kicked Hao Gang into the carriage, "Don't fucking block the way!"

Before she got out, the car door closed with a "click".

Sensing the accident, Zhong Xun and Jiang Jian rushed over and looked outside through the car door.

The zombies were struggling under Song Zhifan, but their eyes were fixed on Wen Sidai.

At that moment, Wensidei's heart skipped a beat, as if someone was thinking of her by her ear, and her eyes became blurred.

"No, it's tempting her." Jiang Jian frowned, and pulled Winsdai back, "You save her first."

"This angle will accidentally injure him." Zhong Xun took a step back and slowly found the direction in the scope.

But before he could shoot, the zombie deviated from the direction and bit Song Zhifan's shoulder, gnawing wildly.

At dawn, the zombie's phantom ability disappeared, and it began to hunt nearby by instinct.

The train also moved slowly.

The morning light shone on the roof of the hospital, and there was a layer of gold around the entangled Song Zhifan and the zombies.

A golden light flickered.

It was Song Zhihui who took out his knife from behind and stabbed it at the zombie's heart.Black liquid flowed all over him, and there were bursts of pain from the shoulder bitten by the zombies, and the pain spread throughout his limbs.

His hand holding the knife did not hang down for a long time.

The raised hand hesitated for a moment in the air, as if worried that he would also mutate, his hands trembled, and he gestured to his heart.

"No, you can't! Song Zhihui, you fucking stop!"

Wensidei reacted faster than Zhong Xun and Jiang Jian, and she frantically pulled on her earrings.

But this time, no matter what she did, Song Zhihui couldn't get back into his earring safely.

"Damn it, I can watch you little brat die in a place like this?"

The train still had a certain distance to travel on the platform, so Wensidei exchanged it for a hammer, turned around and smashed the nearest window, and jumped straight out.

He said to Zhong Xun and Jiang Jian: "Don't follow me, if you two die, crawl to the studio center for me, and save him with a reward!"

The black liquid on the zombie's body gradually blurred Song Zhihui's eyes, and the liquid rolled over his eyeballs, causing a burning sensation.He turned his head to the direction of the train with difficulty, and vaguely heard someone calling his name.

Brother Jane, I... am I doing well?

I also want to be like you, to be someone's beam of light.

The author has something to say:

The answer that Xiao Song couldn't hear——

Jiang Jian; no one can do better than you.

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In the early stage, many people hated Zhifan. After reading the comments roughly, many people abandoned the article in the first volume because he was too annoying, which is quite normal.It's really annoying that the dead child hates it, but when he feels enough love and care and learns how to recognize and embrace the world, he will know how to express his love.In my heart, the annoying Xiao Song is truly complete at this moment.

In addition, Lao Huang and Huang Weiwei review and guide the way: chapter66,76,107