SHEEP

I don't know if it was Jian Yunxian's words that distracted Yi Heye, or that guy secretly injected anesthesia behind his ears. This time, Yi Heye only felt as if he had been pecked lightly, which was not so groundbreaking. It hurts.

There was still a slight tingling at the root of the ear. Compared with the collapse that hurt so much that he couldn't straighten his back, this kind of pain with a refreshing effect was more enjoyable for Yi Heye, which made him feel like he had got the force BUFF once.

Looking down at the parameters, Jian Yunxian found that Jian Yunxian adjusted the pain perception inside the game to 0.4 times the normal feeling while he was not paying attention—multiplied with the 2.5 times the pain sensation of his mechanical arm, which happened to be a person's normal perception.

After all, if the pain disappears suddenly, it is also very dangerous for such a game. Jian Yunxian's value, which is not more than a cent, can be called the pinnacle of rigor.

Yi Heye waited for the game to load while getting used to the new sensory reception—however, this time the standby time was longer than he expected, so long that he seemed to have fallen asleep.

When he opened his eyes from the white field of vision, he frowned again.

The scene in front of him still maintained the appearance before he entered the game - a simply decorated room, a simple folded quilt, a game helmet at hand...

He didn't seem to be able to connect to the game, but fell asleep at the table, and woke up at the table again - but it was dark outside, and Jian Yunxian was no longer in the room.

Yi Heye, who had just regained consciousness, lost his ability to distinguish for a short time. He stood up in a daze, and saw a piece of paper by his side, with a line of printed words on it - "Something went wrong with the game access, I'll go back a little bit beforehand, and then continue after you wake up, good night."

Yi Heye stared at the note for a while, then sneered, and then tore it into pieces.

If it weren't for so many actions, Yi Heye might have been fooled because he was confused for a while, but in the end he left a note and didn't dare to show his face. He simply wanted to play Yi Heye for a fool.

——He has already entered the game, playing the same trick twice, Yi Heye felt speechless.

This time, this guy didn't dare to play cosplay face to face with him anymore, and left him a note in a devious way, but he still gave away his secrets in a second.

After all, Jian Yunxian said that he would always guard him and unplug himself anytime, anywhere. If he dared to leave a note and run away, Yi Heye could fly to Area A and tear down his luxurious sheep nest with his bare hands. .

As I said, don't pretend to be Jian Yunxian, you don't listen to persuasion, no wonder I always see through it at a glance.

After thinking it over, Yi Heye stood up, moved his body briefly, and opened the curtains with a "shua".

The modeling of the scene this time is much more detailed than before - tall buildings like a cemetery outside the door rise from the ground, and even fine smoke particles can be seen clearly.

There was a lot of rain outside the door, and it seemed to be mixed with a rusty smell, as if it could erode and dissolve human flesh.

At this time, Yi Heye realized later that it might not be night, but a rainy day.

On weekdays, Area D looks like this when it rains. It is so dark that it is disgusting to see.

But Yi Heye stared at the thick and frightening sky, always feeling that this world seemed more depressing and uncomfortable than the reality he lived in.

—— Yi Heye has always been insensitive to human emotions, but this time, he even felt that the world is full of negative emotions from Fang Chunyang.

This is more serious spiritual pollution than environmental pollution.Yi Heye found a mask in a drawer, put it on, put on a hoodie and went out.

He quickly went downstairs and took the grate elevator to a dank basement.

The basement was completely empty, and when Yi Heye walked to the familiar parking space, a motorcycle of the same model as Xiao Ming appeared in front of him out of thin air.

This motorcycle is exactly the same as Xiao Ming in every way, except that there is an on-board AI that can talk badly.

Yi Heye took a closer look and saw that the logo on the front of the car had been replaced with the trademark of Siwei Network—obviously, Siwei started to make efforts to order useful game props for him on the spot.

Yi Heye felt better, quickly stepped onto the locomotive, and blasted out of the ground——

His destination is very clear, which is to go straight to Area A.

This blue sheep is obviously full of paranoia towards that mysterious domain, and it will inevitably set its final lair there.

When the car rushed out of the ground, the crimson sky seemed like a sea undergoing a tsunami, rumbling to press everything towards him.

Yi Heye looked at the pitch-black cloud, and felt a little out of breath at first, but for some reason, he misread it, and felt that the dark cloud was like the buttocks of a row of small clouds, rumbling towards him with thunder Push up.

Those vague feelings dissipated in an instant, and there was even a weird sense of humor.

Yi Heye felt a little sorry for the atmosphere Fang Chunyang had created so carefully, and lowered his hood, embarrassed to look up again.

Excluding the sheep's butt that ruins the atmosphere, the rest of the rendering is also in place.

The icy rain hit Yi Heye's hands, and there was even a tingling sensation of his skin being corroded.

Fortunately, he was wearing long sleeves—he specially covered his left arm this time, and only prayed that he would not give himself a sensory feast at a critical moment.

The narrow streets were still empty.When there was no one there, Yi Heye realized that those streets that could accommodate so many people were in fact extremely crowded - even if they were empty, they were like sewer pipes that could be blocked by cold wind at any time.

On one side, on the big screen in the tall building, the image of SHEEP was erased and replaced by some vulgar and horrible advertisements.

But there was no one in the whole world, and it seemed that everything was specially prepared to make him feel sick. There were pairs of bloody eyes on the screen, all staring at him.

What a bad city.Yi He thought wildly.

It's a pity that he is not sensitive to this. It doesn't make any difference to him whether he was born in a garbage dump or a wealthy family, whether the sky is blue or gray, whether it is a comedy or a horror movie on TV.

Yi Heye is a person who is very numb to the emotional stimulation of the environment. In short, he doesn't understand the sense of atmosphere—this is his defect and his strength.

So, he galloped past surrounded by a head and a sheep's buttocks.The silent locomotive crushed the neon lights in the puddle, splashing out layers of sparkling water.

Everything regressed in silence, except for the roar of motors, the noisy city had never been so quiet.

The target is Area A.Yi Heye sketched out that strange place name in his mind.

It is a mysterious area that is only revealed in interviews, documentaries, and film creations. There are landscape gardens that make people fascinated.

Fortunately, Yi Heye is a guy who has no desires or desires. If it wasn't for Jian Yunxian's existence, which made him barely remember this taboo place like a castle in the air, he probably would never care about that place where gods and gods talk about him all his life.

So it was also difficult for him to understand why someone would break the ban and risk going to jail just to see the truth.

He rode a bicycle and drove through the familiar streets at high speed, and passed the hall on the first floor of the Central Consulate. The tacky and brilliant lights around him made him and his four-dimensional version of the counterfeit Xiao Ming shine golden.

This is the junction of Area C and Area D, and it is still far away from Area A——

Probably because of the pursuit of absolute perfectionism, the joint planning of the five districts forms a very standard concentric circle.

The thinnest outer ring is Zone E, which is also the most in line with the standard of "marginal people", and then wrapped in layers, the noble and mysterious Zone A is heavily protected in the innermost layer, surrounded by stars. , The well-deserved "center of the circle".

Yi Heye drove the car to the light track platform, intending to see if there was a teleportation device, so as to minimize the time he wasted on the road.

He rarely takes public transportation on weekdays.There is no one here, no passengers or flight attendants, and the atmosphere is very strange.

He frowned, and stood at the closed security gate for a long time, looking at the motorcycle parked beside him that couldn't be brought into the light track - he still likes to ride a motorcycle to work, it would be great if he could bring it with him.

As soon as this thought flashed across his mind, the motorcycle at hand suddenly folded up, and finally turned into a cube the size of a cigarette pack, falling into his hands.

Siwei is so caring?As soon as Yi Heye muttered, he saw a sheep's head engraved on the cube, and he couldn't help but feel funny—Siwei tried his best to claim credit in order to reduce his sentence, and he had to compete with him for the limelight, and he didn't know why Figure what.

After entering the security check, Yi Heye went straight to the waiting room. The trains there looked consistent with the unusable scene models around him. He went over and pulled the door, but it really couldn't be opened.

He frowned, and just as he was about to leave, he saw a blue progress bar appear on the car door. As soon as the progress bar finished, a faint light appeared on the entire light rail train, and then the door opened with a "click" .

There is no Siwei logo, and there is no sheep's head. Yi Heye guessed that it was probably Song Zhouzhou's handwriting.

He stepped into the empty carriage, but he didn't feel that the whole world was empty.

The focus of this train can only reach the periphery of Area B, but it can save Yi Heye a lot of commuting time.

He looked at the brilliant lights in the car, and after a "ding" sound, the surrounding scene slowly descended, and the car body was suspended in the driveway.

Yi Heye stared out the window. After rushing out of the dark acceleration tunnel, the speed stabilized, and the feeling of overspeed and weightlessness gradually disappeared.

It takes about half an hour to get to the station, at which point cycling can take a day's pace.Yi Heye sat on the seat, closed his eyes lightly, intending to conserve his energy as much as possible.

The train was running quietly and without bumps. Just when Yi Heye was about to be lulled to sleep by the environment, there was a sudden noise from the door of the next carriage.

Yi Heye opened his eyes suddenly, stood up vigilantly, and subconsciously supported his waist——

He didn't have time to search for equipment, so there should be nothing on his waist, but the moment he helped it up, there were two more guns in the adjacent position.

One is a GLOCK-18 submachine gun with a sheep's head engraved on it, and the other is an M30 composite gun with a four-dimensional logo.

Yi Heye picked up the sheep head G18 without hesitation.

At this time, in the Siwei headquarters, Liu Siwei saw that Yi Heye did not choose the M30 he prepared, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

The security department set a target for him. Only when the amount of effective assistance in the game reaches the standard can he be provided with a defense for commutation of sentence.

"Why doesn't he use M30?" Liu Siwei said in a broken voice, "G18 is light in weight and fast in fire rate, and the recoil of bursts is difficult to control. It is impossible for ordinary people to use it well!"

As soon as the words fell, the image of a cartoon lamb appeared on the screen in front of him: "Because he is not an ordinary person."

At this time, in the live video of the game behind him, Yi Heye opened the door of the car with a "squeak", loading, aiming, and shooting almost at lightning speed.

The other side didn't even have time to react when they saw a robot with claws and claws, crashing to the ground.

In front of him, the pistol engraved with a sheep's head twirled around Yi Heye's finger, and then pinned back to his waist deftly.

The whole movement is smooth and flowing, and even has a strong ornamental value, which is pleasing to the eye.

Lamb turned around, as if showing off, and stared into Liu Siwei's eyes:

"This is Mr. Cheetah who never misses."

The author has something to say:

One person breaks in, three parties assist, two of them are jealous, Cheetah, you are very lucky.