"Have you read too much of the killer article?" I said, "Like a female killer coming to the game world and starting a new life or something." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info But I'm not! I'm more innocent than Lotus, the police uncle never comes to check the water meter, and I use my own identity to verify my name. ”

"My sister is already planning to commit a crime in the game world, right? Have you ever wondered how to murder the goddess of love? The little white rabbit said.

"It's not a crime, it's a headshot." I said, "Please, I'm already planning to go into Resident Evil and blow up zombies' heads." And I'm already an adult, so there won't be game limits. ”

"Okay, sister, don't be so nervous." The little white rabbit said, "Let's not talk about this problem, my sister is nervous when I mention this problem, let's talk about this game, right?" ”

"You haven't said what your character is in the game?" I said, "You have the ability to hide yourself and blend in with the dungeon." ”

The little white rabbit smiled: "Let me explain the game world to my sister first." The game world is divided into two parts, called the outer world and the inner world. There is only one outer world, and that is where the gods of the game and the players live together, which is similar to the current world, with shops opened by the inhabited aborigines and houses built for living. There are many worlds, for example, this copy is an alternate modern Japanese city, your script is a love game, and the script of Luo Luo and Xia Sheng is a detective game. Even if you leave this quest, it will still last, but it is Miss Conch mode, and its era will not evolve. What is the Tang Dynasty will always be the Tang Dynasty, and if it is the Warring States Period, it will never be unified. Even if some players become Qin Shi Huang, he leaves the dungeon after unification and quickly returns to the Warring States state. But sister, don't think that the copy is hypocritical, the characters of the copy are all NPCs, we are all real, and we are also the aborigines of the game world, why should we always cycle in the copy, always do meaningless things, and always entertain you players. ”

"That's right!" I said, "There's a problem." ”

"So I appeared, I was the combination of all the dungeon characters' resentment of the player's emotions, the embodiment of their eternal cycle of hard work." The little white rabbit said.

"Why do you say that to me? Aren't you afraid that I will control your weaknesses? I said.

"Don't be afraid, I know my sister won't get in my way." The little white rabbit said.

"Yes, I won't get in your way, but you'll always find my head. I'm a player, and I'm the object of your resentment. I said.

"My sister doesn't really enjoy the game, does she? Although he was going to capture Minami Tosuke, he didn't last a few days, and most of the time he was chatting with him. The little white rabbit said.

"Tell me your real name, will you?" I said, "The White Rabbit is not for you." ”

The little white rabbit shook his head, "When I'm so weak, I won't show my real name." ”

"I really don't know what the purpose of the game world is? Is there everything a player could want here? I said.

"Yes. It has everything you could want and can fulfill all human desires. The little white rabbit said, "My sister will know the meaning of the existence of the game world, and it is not your player's dream paradise." ”

I felt a chilling chill. There is no free lunch in the world, and the game world exists, in the form of a human dream paradise, and there are values that can buy everything with ingots. Is it an angel? Or the devil?

"Sister has something you want, in the game world, people can come back from the dead." The little white rabbit said.

"Nope." I said, "I don't have a wish, I'm going to get out of here when this game is over." ”

The little white rabbit smiled and said, "Sister, let's go, right?" This ability of mine is the ability to control the release time, and it should be dark by now. ”

"Okay." I say.

The little white rabbit snapped his fingers, and there seemed to be a layer of shattering around us that was invisible to the naked eye.

The sun sets over the playground that continues to be lively. The Ferris wheel is lit up with colored lights, and the outline of the lines resembles an eye. The light in the dessert shop is also lit up, and it is a small heart-shaped lampshade. There are many people leaving, children holding hands of mom and dad, couples snuggling, friends laughing and playing with each other. A lot of people come and flock to the playground at night, which is illuminated and full of festive atmosphere.

I think of the goddess, the little white rabbit is not wrong, in the face of the goddess changing back and forth, I made up the face of the victim in my brain, she can play the role of the female victim in Conan and all the women, and I can save some of the actor's fees.

I looked at the little white rabbit walking side by side with me, and it seemed that a certain face of the goddess resembled the little white rabbit.

"Sister, let me ask you a question." The little white rabbit said.

"Just ask." On the side of the road waiting for the traffic light, I said.

"If the game doesn't specify a target to be attacked, who will you attack?" The little white rabbit asked.

"I look at the most pleasing one, anyway, it's not Minami Tosuke." I say.

"My sister is so cunning, avoid the important and light." The little white rabbit said.

"I didn't know who I would choose if there were so many people in the school. And is Minami Tosuke light? "Eyes move to the traffic light, green light, you can go-

The screeching of brakes, and I felt like someone was being pushed away. The muffled sound of flesh being smashed and the warm liquid splattered onto my face. The smell of blood, the blood flowing, on the hard concrete floor, like a hideous totem.

Red light! What just happened? I saw that it was a green light before leaving?

It all happened right before my eyes! The boy's body was soaked in red blood and lay in an ominous pool of blood. He was pale-skinned and wore a crisp white shirt. He didn't know when he had reverted to his original image of a young man in a white shirt, only his pupils were bright and mocking dark red.

"Little White Rabbit!" I got up from the ground and threw myself at the white rabbit.

The little white rabbit showed a mysterious smile, and it didn't look like he had been seriously injured by a car. "Why do you want to do this, it's like forcibly dying in order to drive the plot." I say.

"yes." The little white rabbit said in a gentle, almost inaudible voice, "I designed it, because my sister, who doesn't like a calm and sweet atmosphere." My sister loves tense, dark, restless oppression, horror and horror environments. I want my sister to enjoy the game, the white rabbit has paid the price with her life. Sister, take this bouquet of flowers and give me a first place to come back. ”

Hey, don't be like this, okay, don't be so and rotten? What does it mean to take this bouquet of flowers and give me a first back. Is the original sentence in Plants vs. Zombies "champion" or "first"?

"Little White Rabbit, if I don't designate Nantosuke, I will choose you." I say.

"Is it because I'm dying that you comfort me?" The little white rabbit looked at me and said.

"No, absolutely not," I insisted.

"Sister, please do one thing. I won't hurt you," the little white rabbit lowered his voice, "Graveyard...... Light snow...... Flower ......" The light in the little white rabbit's eyes dimmed, and the voice was faint.

"What?" I took the sparse flowers that fell in the hands of the little white rabbit, and it was a bouquet of white lilies. I tilted my head closer to his lips, and out of sight, a familiar figure darted towards me.

"You've been tricked." His voice sounded like it came from hell, with a creepy coldness.

"White Rabbit, how are you? Eighteen Niang, what have you done? Minamitosuke, who has a 50 opinion on his head, yelled at me.

The ambulance came and went, taking away the white rabbit's dying body. I had his blood on my hands, and his blood on my clothes, like a bunch of bright red roses wrapped in shiny black paper, the poisonous roses that had finally blossomed, a withered and dead color.

Police station.

"It's my fault. It was me who ran the red light, and the little snow white rabbit wanted to save me...... He was hit, as happened on camera...... Everything, everything is my fault......"

Little Snow White Rabbit, male, a student in the first class of the aristocratic high school. He died in a car accident at the age of 16.

It was Minami Tosuke who called to inform me, and his voice was cold, suppressing sadness and anger. He said that the little white rabbit finally said, let him not blame me, he will not hold me accountable. But I hate him, the death of the little white rabbit, he only lost 10 favorability.

It was dark, there were no stars, no moon, and the street lamps were dimly on.

I sat at my desk and in front of me was my diary, which recorded that it was the forty-third day, and today should be the forty-fourth day. If that hadn't happened, it would have been forty-four days.

"Master, there is nothing unusual about you, but it is indeed the sixtieth day. I think he tampered with your time and drained your fifteen days, but the subjective time of the plot characters is still forty-three days. The assistant said.

"But fifteen days of negative play and thus the favorability has decreased, and because of the white rabbit, Nantosuke's favorability towards me is only 40 points, and I only have forty days left." I said, "How did he do it?" I was punished by the game, and the time was reduced by fifteen days, and as happened today, I didn't disappear for fifteen days. Do you have game stewards? ”

"No, the game world does not have a supervised anti-cheat function, and there is no anti-virus function." The assistant said.

"So what if someone breaks the game, destroys the script, changes the time, and changes the attributes?" I asked.

"This world was created by the game god, and he is the will of this world. This world has been created for a long time, many years before your real-world computers appeared. This game world has always been virus-free and free of cheats. Because it is not designed from a computer program, no matter how sophisticated a hacker is, he will not be able to change the means of cheating. The game assistant said.

"Sounds amazing, does your game world have an age?" I asked.

"Nope." The little assistant said simply.

"And how do you keep time?" I was surprised.

"Twenty-four o'clock a day!" The little assistant said confidently.

"Okay, let's not discuss this issue, anyway, the discussion will not be fruitful." I said, "Is there anyone above you who is in charge of you?" Can you reach someone else? ”

"We are above the god of girly love games, referred to as the goddess. Others can only be contacted unless there is a communicator. The assistant said.

"Well, that is, someone has discovered a virus vulnerability, and there is no place to say." I said, "What is this game world called?" There is still management of sheep herding, it has no system! ”

"Master, don't say that. There are gods in this world, and the game god will know, he will know that there is something called the White Rabbit that steals your time, and he will know that you have disrespectful thoughts, and he will punish sinners. The little assistant swore an oath.

"The little white rabbit is the little white rabbit, and the one who stole my time is the one who stole my time, and they are not the same person." I said, "I wouldn't admit that they were just one person if they were all kinds of information." I sighed, I know, it's a person, if it's really like what he said, the characters in the script are alive but can only loop indefinitely, doing things that are always repeated, never old and not dead. So the little white rabbit, is it somehow escaped.

Unlike me, he didn't die, he was still alive somewhere, plotting to subvert the game world. I can understand his pain, I used to be addicted to games, not to like it, but to escape the pain of being powerless and not wanting to face it.

I'm on the run now, but I'm coming in as the Chosen One. If I go on like that, even if no goddess chooses me, I'll flee to this place as a player of the contractor.

I'm going back, I'm going to go back to the present time, I'm going to defeat powerlessness and pain. But first to defeat the pain now, the little white rabbit because I died, whether he meant it or not, I liked him. I can't hide tomorrow, and I can't hide the day after tomorrow, but I can't take out the spirit of shamelessness and repent, so as to gain the forgiveness of others.

I picked up the pen and wrote down a line of words: Preface to the countdown to the battle of the eighteenth mother of the house

A lot of things have happened, and I should say that I came into this world for something. White Rabbit, I will remember what you said to me, take anything, go and win first, and I will see you again. It used to be me who was too negative, only three points of heat, and it cooled down quickly, and when it cooled down, it began to kill time. I won't, I will show the courage to fight, win the first place and see you again, I will cherish the environment you have painstakingly created for me. I don't know what's going to happen, but I'll figure it out in my own way, and I just want to be worthy of your death now. Maybe I'm not fit for this kind of thing, but I'll be something else. I've heard that dungeons enter according to the player's personality, so I'm sure my future dungeons will be weird, right? Right? Where will you meet me? Are you going to steal my time? I long to fight you. A letter to the White Rabbit.

I silently looked at the page I was writing, turned it, and wrote on the first line, "Countdown: 40"

Tears blurred my eyes, and I seemed to see the appearance of a little white rabbit, with soft hair, white skin, round face, and a soft accent when speaking. When he laughs, he shows his white and neat teeth, and his eyelashes are long and his eyes are clear. He was holding roses, wearing a black dress, black hair, and a transparent white skin. He was lying in a field of roses, and white roses, white petals, fell from the sky and flooded him.