At this time, another voice appeared in Wei Liang's mind. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

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His expression was peculiar, still the familiar female voice, sweet and mellow, and mechanical hypocritical.

He looked at Tintin and smiled, "Did you hear that?" ”

Tintin asked blankly, "What?" ”

Wei Liang said: "It seems that I am the protagonist. ”

Tintin was a little flustered and asked, "What are you talking about?" ”

Wei Liang said: "The real system prompt sound, I can hear it, means that I am a participant in this game." And if you don't hear it, it means that you are not. ”

Tintin blinked blankly, didn't react for a while, and asked stupidly, "If I'm not a participant, why did I show up with you?" ”

Wei Liang looked compassionate, but he still kept smiling and said, "Guess what." ”

Ding Ding guessed for a long time, but he didn't guess it.

At this juncture, Wei Liang stopped selling Guanzi and said, "Let me ask you a question, what would you do if you were an NPC?" ”

Ding Ding was stunned and said, "Don't scare me." ”

Wei Liang said: "It's just an assumption, don't have psychological pressure." ”

Ding Ding panicked: "How can I be an NPC?" I have my own memories, from birth, to growth, to elementary school, to middle school, every picture is vivid. ”

"Any NPC has its own background, which is the most basic condition for a big game. What if these memories are also false? ”

"No way, don't say that, I don't want to make such jokes."

Wei Liang gently rubbed her head, it was very real, and the soft hair was like silk. But his heart is getting more and more empty.

Looking up, looking down at this familiar sky, looking down, and seeing the solid earth, he gave birth to a strong sense of unreality.

Everything in my eyes shook rapidly, like a TV picture that had lost its signal.

The world seems to be getting more and more precarious.

He knew that the game was stable, and the reason for creating such an effect was the step of awakening. It's like a hypnotist doing hypnosis, when the hypnosis is over, the patient can't wake up immediately, that will cause damage to the subconscious, the correct way is to give a buffer, for example: I count down to five, and you open your eyes. Five, Four, Three......

So the same goes for the game.

The previous voice is the first prompt. The voice just now is the second prompt. Wei Liang guessed that he would prompt a few times in the future, and then everything about the Scarlet Tower was shattered, and when he opened his eyes again, he would see another world.

It's like traveling into a game of death.

Sure enough, the third hint came.

The archive is generated, and the progress is saved.

Very user-friendly settings, progress saving, if you want to play next time, it will start from the fifth layer, not from the first layer.

Tintin was scared, squatting on the ground, holding his legs, trembling slightly.

Wei Liang squatted down, hugged her shoulders, and said, "Don't be afraid, life is originally a game." Reality and illusion are not so important, until now, human beings have not figured out what the universe is, and I can even assert that when human beings die, they will not figure out what the universe is, because their energy is focused on flies and dogs, where is the time to explore the true meaning of life? I have always supported artificial intelligence, and robots are a more rational, efficient, united, and selfless life form, and they are also the greatest help in the process of human civilization. Genes invented human beings, completed a great revolution, and transformed life forms. And the invention of artificial intelligence by human beings is a further metamorphosis, similar to the transformation from an agricultural society to an industrial society, and from an industrial society to an intelligent era, which is a great leap. True or false, it doesn't matter, it's enough to have a process, at least we keep a lot of good memories between us, that's true. ”

Tintin kept touching his body and asked, "Am I fake?" ”

Wei Liang nodded.

Ding Ding touched him again and said, "But, the two of us feel the same thing." It's no different. ”

Wei Liang smiled bitterly and said, "Because, I'm also fake." ”

Ding Ding was stunned and asked, "But didn't you just say that you are the protagonist of this game?" ”

Wei Liang said: "I'll give you an example and you will understand, still use lol as a metaphor." If you play Yasuo and kill with him in the game, is that Yasuo real? He's fake, and there's a player behind it. I'm the same, the so-called Wei Liang, just a character in "Scarlet Throne", behind it, there must be a real player manipulating, if there is no manipulation, it is the player's consciousness substituted into my body to experience everything I have experienced. Now, I'm one with the player, but when the game ends, his consciousness is pulled out of my body. ”

"What about us? Where would we be if the game was over? Destruction? ”

Wei Liang said: "It will not be destroyed, it may be frozen, until a new player enters, the world will continue to operate, and it may continue to develop." ”

Ding Ding was very sad, she thought about many endings, she might die in the death game, or she might be lucky enough to accompany Wei Liang all the time, but she never expected this to be the case.

It turns out that he is just an NPC.

Even Wei Liang is an NPC.

The entire world is fictional in the game, including the Crimson Tower and even Earth.

If someone told her this ending, she would definitely think that the other person was crazy. But when these words came out of Wei Liang's mouth, she believed it, because it turned out that Wei Liang had not made a mistake.

Wei Liang smiled and said, "Can you walk with me?" ”

With tears in his eyes, Tintin nodded.

The two went to a lot of places.

First the fourth layer, then the third layer, then the second layer.

They came to the ruins of the original cabin, which had been empty for a long time and had new adventurers moving in. The bearded man saw Wei Liang and Ding Ding and questioned loudly, while saying that he was not a vegetarian.

If it were normal times, Wei Liang didn't mind teaching him a lesson, but now that he understood the nature of the world, he couldn't compete with an NPC, so he withdrew.

They walked and walked, and came to the gray sea again, and clearly remembered that the two of them played an interesting game in this lifeless sea area, leaving happy memories, so in Tintin's opinion, the gray sea is not so gray, even more beautiful than some tourist attractions.

She proposed, "Let's play another game." ”

Wei Liang asked, "What game?" ”

Ding Ding said: "It's the one I played at the beginning." ”

Wei Liang shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "Okay." ”

He summoned the demon's hand, lifted Tintin up, and asked, "Are you ready?" ”

Tintin nodded.

The next moment, she flew out like a cannonball, landing in the sea, splashing a large wave.

It's a pity that this time I didn't experience the happiness I haven't experienced for a long time.

She was in the cold water, holding her body with a turtle shell, sliding awkwardly, like a little turtle.

Wei Liang saw that she was struggling to swim, so he flew over and picked up her body.

"Is it fun?"

"It's not fun."

"I remember when you first played, you kept giggling."

"It's different now." Tintin whispered, his eyes red, and said, "Let's go to the first floor and have a look." ”

Wei Liang said, "Okay. ”

The two of them came to the first floor.

Dark, damp, icy cold.

Wei Liang silently recited the incantation, sending out a ball of fire.

Revisiting the old place, full of emotion, the dull atmosphere gradually became active, and the two talked a lot.

After more than ten minutes, a small dirt bag appeared in front of me, which seemed to be less damp.

As if he had discovered a new world, Tintin pointed to the little dirt bag and said, "Look, that little dirt bag!" ”

Wei Liang nodded and said, "It seems that we met for the first time." ”

Tintin said, "That's it." ”

They flew down and sat on the dirt bag, which was not good to the touch, and a little greasy, but it was extremely warm.

Ding Ding sighed: "When we first met, you were so fierce, you scared me with a fruit knife, and my soul was almost scared away at that time." ”

Wei Liang felt a little guilty and said, "Actually, I always owe you a word of sorry." I'm sorry, I shouldn't have deceived you in the first place, and I shouldn't have bullied you. ”

Ding Ding waved his hand generously and said, "It's all over, I'm not a person who holds grudges." ”

Wei Liang smiled: "But I still feel that I can't go in my heart, otherwise, if you bully me once, we will be even." ”

Ding Ding didn't react for a while, and asked blankly, "How am I going to bully you?" ”

Wei Liang said: "It's like when I bullied you." ”

Ding Ding blushed and said, "It's all this time, you still have the heart to joke." ”

Wei Liang patted her thin shoulder and smiled: "Even if the end of the world comes, how to live it." For any life, extinction is inevitable, whether it exists for a hundred years or 10,000 years, it will eventually turn to dust. There is no need to be more serious than the inevitable ending. ”

Ding Ding said: "Alas, you can always see so openly, as if nothing can make you take it to heart." ”

Wei Liang said: "There are still some." ”

Tintin was surprised and asked, "What can make you happy?" ”

"You." Wei Liang looked at her eyes, showing a rare trace of tenderness: "Ding Ding." ”

He is not a sensationalistic person, but at this moment, there is sadness on his cheeks: "I don't want to lose you." ”

Tintin burst into tears, threw himself into his arms, hugged the familiar but virtual body tightly, and choked up, "I don't want to lose you...... We haven't made it to the tenth floor yet...... I also want to go back to Earth, marry you, and then the two of us open a bubble tea shop and live a stable and peaceful life......"

Wei Liang listened to it, and suddenly wanted to cry.

But what can be done?

The hustle and bustle of the world and the revelry crowds

All pouring out joy in solitude

In this age where love words are equal to myths

I can't promise

Nor can it be given

I just want to take you seriously and really like you