Hyperreal board game

The two looked at each other, and Yue Zimo lowered his head and asked, "What? Is there someone you know?"

An Ge nodded, struggling with how to explain, Zhang Hong waved to them and led them in through the side door.

Someone was guarding the side door, so Zhang Hong took out a certificate and showed it to him.

An Ge's eyes were sharp, and he saw clearly that it was a document with a gun black metal mark that combined scrolls, candles, and leather whips. There was also a sentence engraved on it that made people think: S.MisMyLife.

He paused, not wanting to go deep into that strange world.

The gatekeeper showed a respectful expression when he saw the documents: "It's senior, come in quickly! Did you bring two people this time?"

Zhang Hong took off his hat, with a reserved expression and unconcealed complacency, he nodded, raised his chin to An Ge and Yue Zimo, "Let's go."

Yue Zimo followed with a smile, and An Ge followed behind in embarrassment.

This is how to do……

It's embarrassing to meet Yue Zimo's cousin in this kind of place, okay? !

They walked through the black corridor and entered the bar lobby.

At least what is displayed in front of their eyes is a normal bar without any strange things.The decoration is in a cyberpunk style, with LED lights, LCD screens, cold, simple metal frames and thick black glass tables, and chairs made of unknown materials that seem to be made of silicone at one time.

Radial tables and chairs surround the central stage. Several staff members are adjusting equipment, while guests sit scattered around. The tables closest to the stage are already full of people.

After Zhang Hong greeted those tables, he asked An Ge and Yue Zimo to sit together.

The two agreed: "Let's sit far away."

Zhang Hong seemed to want to object, but remembering that he had business to do today, he nodded again and led them to the table in the corner.

Yue Zimo seemed to want to ask An Ge about something, but An Ge himself was full of curiosity, and asked as soon as he sat down, "So your certificate is not some unscrupulous game, but a proof of being a VIP guest of this bar?"

Zhang Hong is probably used to it, and he did not show displeasure at all because of the judgment of "unserious game", but said with a smile: "You guessed half right."

He took out his certificate again and spread it out for An Ge and Yue Zimo to see.

What is written on the title page is: a hardcore fan card that will always love Sigrid Montgomery (Sigrid Montgomery).

So the SM on the badge is not a strange activity, but an abbreviation of a person's name.

The long-standing mystery was finally solved, but An Ge was not happy, but a little disappointed.

But here comes a new question, who is Sigrid Montgomery?

At this time, the door of the bar was already opened, and people in line poured in like a stream, filling up the bar in a very short time.

The surroundings became noisy, and they had to discuss head to head. An Ge almost suspected that Zhang Hong had no intention of saying anything to them.

But Zhang Hong still said: "She is the lead singer of Purgatory."

Yue Zimo: "The poster doesn't look like Chinese, what country is she from?"

An Ge also remembered the poster.

Standing next to Yue Ziming, a tall black-haired woman with exotic looks, bright and sharp eyes, full and red lips, with an aggressive beauty.

Zhang Hongcai was about to answer, when screams and cheers suddenly erupted from a corner of the bar, some called Purgatory, some called names directly.

Zhang Hong immediately stood up: "I'll tell you later!"

An Ge: "Wait..."

Zhang Hong had an awe-inspiring look on his face: "I can't wait, it is our bounden duty as hardcore fans to welcome the goddess!"

An Ge was tongue-tied, and could only watch him and the others rush into the crowd, take out the banner from nowhere, and shouted too.

Chasing stars is chasing stars, what's wrong with Yi Shuihan's expression on his face?

Basically, there are more males called Sigrid, but girls...

The girl's voice was particularly powerful, so the shout of "Yue Ziming!!" overwhelmed all interference, and was clearly heard by An Ge and Yue Zimo.

As for the names of the other two members of the band, he has no time to take care of them for the time being.

Yue Zimo said awkwardly: "That's my cousin... I didn't expect to have something to do with him..."

An Ge also nodded awkwardly: "I know..."

Yue Zimo was stunned: "Wait, isn't he the one you know?"

An Ge never expected that this would happen.

He had originally planned to mention the meeting between him and Yue Ziming when he found a chance later, but now he acted as if he was caught on the spot.

He was worried that Yue Zimo would be unhappy, and worried about what to say, so he panicked involuntarily.

But Yue Zimo gently grabbed his hand, leaned close to his ear against the sound of the whole venue almost toppling the roof, and asked worriedly: "Brother An, did he sue you? He said that I bullied him when I was young. Draw a beard on the poster of his favorite signed actress, throw the limited model he collected so hard into the pond, etc.? Let me tell you, that old man Yue Ziming is very bad, and he did it first. That was my righteous resistance!"

The hot air was blowing on his ears, making An Ge feel as if he was in a dream.

Those worries and tensions that arose from fear of being blamed all melted into the boy's sweet breath.

An Ge interlocked his fingers with his backhand, "I'm sorry...I just want to wait for the right opportunity to tell you."

Yue Zimo smiled softly: "There's nothing to apologize for. If it's an important matter, Brother An will definitely not hide it from me. Since he doesn't mention it, he must just be chatting with you."

An Ge: "You really know your cousin..."

Yue Zimo said: "Among my relatives, I only get closer to him. After all, he is devoted to making a band, and even his parents are desperate. Of course, I have no conflict of interest."

An Ge: "Huh?"

Yue Zimo pointed to his head and laughed: "After all, grandpa loves me the most. They all thought it was because grandpa saw me as the heir, and they didn't like me. In fact, they don't know that he just loves me. question."

Yue Zimo's smile was ironic and cold, which made people feel heartbroken.

He grabbed the boy's finger, lowered his head and kissed the fingertip, "Don't say that about yourself, you, you are fine."

Yue Zimo's eyes fell on An Ge's lips that had touched his fingertips just now, and his eyes burned hotly: "Wow, Brother An has become so bold, flirting with good women and men in broad daylight, it's almost... do it again!"

An Ge obediently did it again.

It's no wonder they're so focused on flirting, it's really...the band sings death metal, with deafening drums and guitar and bass rushing rhythms all over the place.

The female voice can be heard to have a beautiful timbre, with excellent singing skills, and the high-pitched timbre is like the hot wind sweeping across the desert directly pouring into the soul.

But An Ge couldn't appreciate it, he just felt the rhythm was shaking and his heart ached, as if he was being tossed about in the huge waves formed by the sound waves, and he was dizzy.

Surrounded by fans who were mesmerized and even began to cry, he seemed to be an outlier that shouldn't exist.

So I simply concentrate on being with Yuezi Mo Qingqing.

During the intermission, Zhang Hongcai came back full of enthusiasm. His head was sweating. Although his hair was disheveled, his eyes were shining brightly, completely opposite to his usual sleepy appearance.

An Ge couldn't bear it any longer, and urged him, "Have you played enough? What did you ask us to come and see?"

Zhang Hong gulped down a whole bottle of Corona, took a breath, and then said with a smile, "Look at Sigrid."

An Ge: "...Are you serious?"

Zhang Hong nodded, "What do you think of her?"

Facing his diehard fans, An Ge could only speak cautiously.

The lead singer named Sigrid Montgomery was really outstanding. She was dressed like a god of death, with a black velvet dress that outlined her graceful curves, and a floor-sweeping cloak that was shiny black and lined with a blood-red lining.The long black curly hair was smoothly draped over the shoulders, and the only decoration on the whole body was the blood-red gem decoration hanging on the chest.

She sings steadily and is full of appeal, and her gestures are all a kind of wonderful charm that combines femininity and strength. As long as she raises her hand, she can summon the audience's desperate response, completely controlling the audience.

To see her is to believe that some people are born for the stage.

If she enters the entertainment circle, she will definitely be a hot future superstar.

Engaging in death metal, which is always a minority, has a lot of fun playing indie, and it seems that he is also a very willful person.

Zhang Hong didn't know why, but he seemed extremely happy.

Without waiting for someone to ask further questions, he suddenly turned his head and said to Yue Zimo: "Didn't you just ask which country she is from? She used to be a citizen of the Kingdom of Ontaliel, or was she a special operation under the direct control of the Prime Minister of Ontaliel?" A senior cadre of the organization [Saqi]. Later, in the coup of the kingdom, Saqi became a victim, and all members were hunted down and killed for various crimes, and the dead fled. She came here... it can be regarded as political asylum."

An Ge felt that it sounded familiar. After thinking for a while, he sighed and said, "You're talking about mod settings? Aren't you talking about Sigrid? Why all of a sudden..."

He paused, although Zhang Hong's bunch of operations seemed like a hammer and a stick, but all of them were analyzed together... and he got an unspeakable guess.

Just because it was difficult to speak, An Ge's expression became extremely strange.

Zhang Hongle was delighted to notice that An Ge's expression had changed: "Have you figured it out?"

An Ge almost wanted to groan, but rubbed his forehead without speaking.

Yue Zimo who didn't know the situation: "What's the matter? Why did Brother An react like this? Is it because Sigrid is an NPC?"

An Ge: "Don't say such an unbelievable thing as naturally as if you are too beautiful..."

He kind of understood why Zhang Hong had to go around such a big circle and let them guess the result by themselves.

If you explain it directly, I am afraid it will be unconvincing.

The NPC in the module will become a living person and come to reality. It is really a knowledge point that is enough to lose 1d10 sanity points just by listening to it.

Zhang Hong continued to explain: "The player's mobile phone cannot be snatched, and it will not be dropped by death. It can only be transferred to others under the premise of the owner's willingness. Or in extremely rare situations, such as you encounter... Just before he died, he took out his mobile phone and hung up before taking it back."

"The mobile phone is so important, naturally because firstly, the player who voluntarily surrenders the mobile phone is tantamount to committing suicide; secondly, the NPC holding the mobile phone will be sent back to the real world together with the player after the mod ends."

After NPCs are sent to the real world, they can live like ordinary humans.Sigrid was originally a bard, but now she is the lead singer, making the most of her strengths.

Of course, the other three members of the band knew nothing about it.

In the module where she originally existed, the existence of Sigrid Montgomery was completely obliterated.

The plot she was originally in charge of will be replaced by a new NPC, and the new NPC will be a completely different person, and will have nothing to do with Sigrid.

Compared with An Ge, who became more and more confused the more he listened, Yue Zimo had a good acceptance of these things.While pouring wine for Zhang Hong, he asked for advice: "The NPC has such advantages in getting the phone, so what if the player gets it?"

Zhang Hong sighed: "If a player dies in the game, he will die in reality too, right? But a player with an extra mobile phone is equal to an extra life."

It's no wonder that Adam ran to pick up his phone excitedly at that time...

Yue Zimo's reaction to this was: "Great, then brother Clay keep your phone, it will be safer in the future."

The second half of the performance started, Zhang Hong left them again and rushed to the side of the stage to cheer.

An Ge tilted her head and leaned on Yue Zimo's shoulder, staring blankly at the dark singer on the stage.

How many such NPCs are there?What is their purpose?Just to avoid dying and repeating unfortunate fates in the mod?Or for some other purpose?

Even if there is no other intention, but just like Nostradamus's prophecy, some signs, although seemingly unrelated, herald the approaching end of the world.

So, what is the sign of such an NPC appearing?

A line of lyrics floated into his ears.

"...and they will eventually sleep in the mud."

A deep cold fear grew in his heart.