Congratulations on Your Successful Escape

Mo Yi reached out to take the chip in Jiang Yuanbai's hand, the cold chip was warmed by the opponent's palm, and it was slightly hot in the palm of his hand.

He squeezed his fingers together, looked up at Jiang Yuanbai who was standing in front of him, he turned slightly sideways, made way for Mo Yi, and said, "Come in."

As he spoke, he crumpled up the unlit cigarette between his fingers and threw it into the trash can beside him, then turned around and walked inward

Mo Yi was slightly taken aback, watching Jiang Yuanbai's thin back as he walked towards the villa, tightened his fingers holding the chip slightly, and finally followed quickly, and the two walked towards the villa one after the other.

He turned his head to look at Jiang Yuanbai's pale side face, and asked:

"how have you been?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yuanbai glanced at Mo Yi, raised the corners of his lips and smiled, the expression on his face remained unchanged:

"...That's it."

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, his dark eyes were like thin blades, instantly piercing through Jiang Yuanbai's unsuccessful disguise, he asked softly:

"Are you having nightmares now?"

Jiang Yuanbai paused without a trace, and the slight smile on his face was like the icy snow in the midsummer sun, which evaporated without a trace in an instant. Landing in the void in front of him, the voice replied somewhat vaguely: "...Occasionally."

Mo Yi nodded, and the appreciative look in his eyes faded a little.

Jiang Yuanbai's state is not as bad as he expected, at least he can still communicate these thoughts with himself now, but the damage to the soul caused by the black glue in the game must not be underestimated, especially when he Now I have a deeper understanding of the game than before.

This escape game is rooted in the negative emotions of human beings. It absorbs the nutrients and energy in it, stretches out its greedy tentacles, and builds dangerous dungeons one after another. Mo Yi has reason to suspect that the game chooses to enter the dungeon. Most of the players are basically people whose mental barriers are fragile and easy to be defeated, people who suppress more negative emotions in their hearts, and people with relatively extreme emotional personalities, and then absorb the negative emotions squeezed from these people as part of themselves, It has grown exponentially, and even now, it can almost kidnap the entire world.

And those vinyls are the embodiment of the malice secreted from such a behemoth.

During the period when Jiang Yuanbai was devoured by it, the game tortured him in order to get the malice and negative emotions it needed from him, which is almost unimaginable to ordinary people, although after he returned to the real world, due to brain However, the memory of the body and soul will never disappear, and the dream is the breach of human reason. In sleep, those rotten and black Pus and blood will take advantage of the void and enter.

Mo Yi frowned slightly, his expression a little gloomy.

At this moment, Jiang Yuanbai said, "Actually, my sister also found a psychiatrist for me..."

In the middle of his speech, he stopped his mouth a little irritably, then reached out his hand to take out a new cigarette from his pocket, put it between his lips and lit it, biting the filter tip of the cigarette with his teeth hard, making the cigarette butts in the dim light Trembling slightly in mid-air, Mo Yi watched him quietly without saying a word.

Jiang Yuanbai exhaled a puff of smoke slowly, calmed down a little, and then continued with the previous words:

"...But, I can't really say anything. First, this damn game doesn't allow me to leak any important information, and second, I really... don't remember much .”

He took the cigarette from his lips, with an unconcealable exhaustion in his voice:

"Even after I was rescued from the black jelly by you, I don't remember very clearly now. I only remember that I seemed to say something very important to you, but I don't remember anything else. It's a blur, like a part of me has been formatted..."

Jiang Yuanbai turned his head to look at Mo Yi, his expression was still calm, but his eyes were slowly turning red, he gritted his teeth, and his voice trembled slightly:

"I do rarely have nightmares, because I can't fall asleep most of the time. Even if I fall into a coma with the help of sleeping pills, I will wake up in cold sweat and screaming, but... After waking up, I am completely I can't recall the slightest details of the dream, that feeling... It's like a huge hole has been opened in my chest, and cold wind is blowing into it."

He looked at Mo Yi with some hope,

"Can you tell me... what happened during that time?"

Mo Yi stared at him, feeling a sense of powerlessness in his heart, he sighed deeply, and shook his head slowly.

It's not just that the game restricts him so that he can't utter any information. Moreover, Mo Yi doesn't think that looking for memories is a good thing for Jiang Yuanbai. There is a limit to a person's ability to bear. If he exceeds that limit, No one knows to what extent human minds will collapse and be distorted, and even...Jiang Yuanbai himself will cease to exist.

"...After all, I have to try." Jiang Yuanbai turned his face away, let out a sigh of relief slowly, and said with some self-deprecation: "My sister actually keeps secret about this, and... if you really agree, I might back off instead."

Jiang Yuanbai closed his eyes, restrained the fragility and collapse on his face, and regained his previous calm and natural expression. He turned his head and looked at Mo Yi steadily, and said slowly:

"But... my sister told me exactly what you did for me inside and outside the dungeon."

He paused, and then said sincerely: "Thank you very much—whether it is you or Mr. Wen, I will never forget your help to me. No matter what happens in the future, as long as it is useful for me, I will definitely do my best." I will do my best to help you, go through fire and water, and do my best.”

Mo Yi thought about it seriously: "I really have something here..."

Jiang Yuanbai looked at him intently, waiting attentively.

I only heard Mo Yi say:

"That is... you must never speak in this tone again. It's not a martial arts movie, it's too nasty."

Jiang Yuanbai was stunned for a moment, blood flushed on his face, and the silent mask was finally stained with the vigor and liveliness of a young man. He said angrily:

"I, I mean every word clearly! Why do you..."

A slight smile appeared on Mo Yi's lips.

At this moment, he felt a soft air flow quickly passing by in the palm hanging by his side, circling his fingers in circles, as if protesting his ignorance, and childishly competing for his attention Mo Yi was taken aback for a moment, then he squeezed his fingers a little helplessly, and hooked his fingertips soothingly.

How can I even eat Jiang Yuanbai's vinegar...

They just walked to a room in the villa at this moment.

Jiang Yuanbai reached out and pushed the door open, only to see that it was a study room with a computer and a projector, he said to Mo Yi: "After my sister asked me to give you the chip again, I will bring you to this room .”

Mo Yi walked in, while Jiang Yuanbai stood at the door without moving, but said helplessly: "And...she also reminded me ten thousand times, I can't watch."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yuanbai thoughtfully closed the door behind Mo Yi's back.

Mo Yi was the only one left in the room. He looked around the room, then walked slowly to the computer desk, and glanced at the desk—the card reader was placed on the desk most obviously. s position.

He pulled the chair in front of the computer desk and sat down, then turned on the computer and inserted the chip in his hand into the card reader.

Mo Yi skillfully deciphered the simple encryption above, and saw a video file impressively displayed on the computer screen.

After turning on the video, the picture above is me wearing a backpack, standing straight in the center of the room, looking down at the watch on my wrist from time to time, and the camera seems to be malfunctioning Yes, his face and most of his figure were blocked by the flashing color dots on the screen, making it almost impossible to make out his appearance.

This should be what Jiang Yuanrou said before, all players selected by the game cannot be fully presented in the video.

Mo Yi looked at the time at the top right of the video - there were 3 minutes left before he entered the game.

Time passed by every minute, and the self in the center of the video stood quietly waiting in the room, while the present Mo Yi was staring at the self on the screen closely, for fear that he would miss any scene.

The video seemed to be disturbed by something, and the screen was gradually filled with snowflakes. In the end, Mo Yi could only vaguely see his own figure—3 minutes later, the human figure in the center of the video disappeared instantly, and only There was an empty void left.

Mo Yi frowned.

……It's that simple?

He pulled the progress bar back and looked at it carefully again.

This time, he really found a problem. When his figure was covered by snowflakes, he found that his movements in the video seemed to be a little repetitive.

Mo Yi pulled back the progress bar again, tapped the keyboard quickly with his fingertips, analyzed the video frame by frame, and analyzed and compared the code behind each frame. Finally, he I found some clues - this video was skillfully edited and processed by experts, and the snowflakes began to appear at the point of snowflakes, and when my figure disappeared, this video of less than 30 seconds was synthesized.

- This is not the original video.