There is a feeling that Cao Cao Cao arrived, especially at night, and it was not a good feeling. Fortunately, on the other end of the phone was someone Wu Xin knew, Wang Cheng.

"Professor Wang, since the system was announced, you have been hiding back to teach in the school, and I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

"Well, Dad is in a vegetative state, but fortunately the life support subsystem is working properly. ”

"Well, I know. ”

"Tomorrow? If you're free, tomorrow is Saturday. ”

"Okay, I know. Can I bring my assistant with me?"

"Okay, goodbye. ”

Mo Yuan looked at Wu Xin quietly, and from Wu Xin's words, Mo Yuan roughly understood the content of the call.

"Tomorrow, let's go to visit Wang Cheng together, at half past eight in the morning, you come to the research center, wait for me at Gate 3, and then, let's go together." Wang Cheng has been teaching in schools since the system was announced, and tomorrow he asked me to go to his Institute of Brain Integration, and by the way, I can also take you with me. Wu Xin roughly talked about the arrangements for tomorrow morning.

"Well, it's not early, and I should go home too. ”

"Well, it's almost nine-forty-five, I'll send you out. ”

"Okay, just send it to the exit of Area A. ”

"Okay. ”

The two walked to the exit of Area A, looking at the warning of "staff area, customers are not allowed to enter" next to them, Mo Yuan returned the yellow-framed ID to Wu Xin, and said, "Do you really want to hire me as your assistant?"

"Well, no kidding, in my capacity, if you hire people, as long as I think you can, the rest is just the process. ”

"Mr. Wu Xiao, he is really a person with an identity. ”

"Heh, the status title and the like also bring some convenience at this time, and more trouble. ”

"Well, from now on, this exit is also an entrance for me to enter at will. ”

"Yes, little assistant, however, you are still in the internship period, and if you are not qualified, be careful of being fired. ”

"Well, I'll take notice. That, goodbye. ”

"Goodbye. ”

Wu Xin looked at Mo Yuan's back, and when she was discussing "time" before, the more and more affirmative thought in her mind prompted her to ask, "Are you really just a writer?"

Mo Yuan stood still, and after a moment, he turned around and looked at Wu Xin with a smile, "Otherwise?"

In an instant, Wu Xin felt that Mo Yuan's eyes were rarely deep and gentle, and they were as good as usual.

"I'm ashamed to say that I'm just a second-rate writer who has made a little success by luck, and now, my inspiration is running out, and I'm about to be unable to write, so I came to the experience system to experience a different life and find inspiration, and later, I pretended to be your father's friend, and wanted to get some valuable information as material for future writing. Mo Yuan's eyes returned to the same as before, ordinary and calm, smiled at Wu Xin, turned around, and left.

"Well, goodbye, Mr. Writer. Wu Xin looked at Mo Yuan's back, everything seemed to be clearer, and everything seemed to be more blurred.

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Walking out of the research center, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, Mo Yuan looked up at the night sky, the moon was dim, and the usual dense stars seemed to be a lot sparse.

An ominous feeling arose spontaneously in Mo Yuan's heart, "Let's go home quickly." ”

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When he returned home, the first thing Mo Yuan did was to wash his hands, and then take off his coat and change into comfortable loungewear.

"Huh, why do you feel so tired at the end of this day?" Mo Yuan lay on the sofa, "It's just a day, the research center that arrived at ten o'clock in the morning, but now at eleven o'clock in the evening, I feel like I've been away from home for a long time." ”

Mo Yuan remembered that he hadn't fed the red-eared turtle today, so he got up and went to get the turtle food.

"Come, are you hungry? As he spoke, Mo Yuan took out a turtle food and threw it into the water, the red-eared turtle was resting, and the vibration of the water surface attracted its attention, he looked at the turtle food floating on the water, suddenly stretched his neck, closed his mouth, and swallowed the turtle food into his mouth, and then, his head poked out of the water, his neck bulged, and he looked at Mo Yuan.

"You are exactly the same as the red-eared turtle in that world", Mo Yuan said to the red-eared turtle, and seemed to feel that it was wrong, "It should be said that the red-eared turtle in that world looks exactly the same as you, no matter how you say it, you are the brother and the brother." ”

The red-eared turtle blinked, and continued to look at Mo Yuan with a bulging neck.

"How did that system know that I had a red-eared turtle in my house when it was constructing my dreams? Or was it that when my brain was connected to the experience system and passed information to each other, my brain actively transmitted some of my information to the system. The house in the dream, the decoration style, the way the furniture is placed, and even the small pets are so similar to the real world. Mo Yuan thought, picked up another turtle food and threw it into the jar.

"However, that world disappeared when all participants were out of the system, and everything that happened has become a permanent record of the history of dreams in the system of experience, including the red-eared turtle that looks exactly like you. Mo Yuan said, threw another one in, and then put away the turtle food package, washed his hands again, and made sure that there was no fishy smell of turtle food on his hands, and then sat back on the sofa.

Suddenly, Mo Yuan seemed to hear something, very familiar and a little unfamiliar, "I've heard this kind of voice, is it...... It's the sound of a new message in that world. Mo Yuan thought about it and naturally turned his head to look at his computer.

The computer screen is pitch black, and the case's power light indicates that it's not running.

"Auditory hallucinations?" Mo Yuan slowly breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems that a psychological evaluation is still necessary." ”

Mo Yuan remembered the commission that was terminated in the middle of the process, the person who consulted him three times in a row, and only informed him of the content of the commission at the end of the fourth time, "It should be a participant in a dream, the 'computer man' doesn't have so many emotions, and I don't know, where this person is now, if they meet in the real world, presumably, they won't know each other, and they will pass by in the end." ”

Mo Yuan has a feeling that life is like a play, a dream constructed by the experience system, like a stage, and the participants are actors, playing different roles, may play a role that is very different from the real self, or may play a role that is not much different from the real self, but who can tell which is the real self, maybe the very different role is the real heart of the real self?

And when everyone leaves that stage and returns to the real world, isn't it just another stage?

Three days ago, when Mo Yuan left the Human Experience Systems Research Center, he was thinking about how to enter the research center again, how to get more information about the research center, and how to save his increasingly exhausted writing inspiration, but tonight, when he left the research center, he began to sigh about the experience of that virtual world.

"Hey, when will I, an unpopular writer, be able to write a work that can sell well?" Mo Yuan said to himself, "This road is really difficult." ”

Thinking about it, he stood up and walked to the window. At this time, outside the window, it is already the dead of night, the street lamps, perhaps because of the old, sometimes lit up and sometimes dimmed, the cold air mixed with the fragrance of osmanthus, permeated in the boundless darkness.

"Tomorrow, I have to get up early, I have to go to the research center at half past eight, and I have to go to bed. ”