Volume 1 The Old Days for the New Chapter 1 This Young Man Who Is Dying

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In the long history of mankind, with the development of human civilization and the progress of science and technology, various cultures and historical inventions have emerged.

In the 21st century, electronic technology, Internet, cloud technology... These things have lit up the most brilliant chapter of mankind, and the decades of the Internet era seem to be able to surpass the vicissitudes of hundreds of years in ancient times. It's a time of night, vast, and while there's still a lot to explore, there's already plenty of dazzling stars in it.

Among these stars, there is a sparkling, slightly mischievous one called "video games".

From the earliest vacuum tube computer born of the "tic-tac-toe" game, people have found this entertainment that can satisfy people's fun and the prospect of its development.

The relevant scientific and technological predecessors began to study hard, and then it was the era of red and white machines that ignited people's childhood in the eighties and nineties, with countless handles being smashed and countless cassettes circulating in the market, countless classic and excellent video games bloomed, bringing great fun to children and even adults.

Technology has advanced rapidly, and video games have never lagged behind, with console games, arcade games, and handheld games emerging one after another.

Then, the popularity of home computers came to the era of video game explosions.

Video games continue to move along the path of technological development, becoming more and more farther and farther, becoming a thriving industry and forming a unique culture.

Some young people are obsessed with it, but there are already people who can make a difference in video games, such as making a name for themselves in professional games, such as being popular in live streaming, such as the high salaries of professional gamers. Some names are starting to pop up in the world of video games.

……

And our protagonist, of course... It's not that kind of person.

His name is Jiang Ling, twenty-two years old, an ordinary young man who has just graduated from college.

He doesn't have any ambitions, a bit of idle clouds and wild cranes and the idea of having fun in time, he just hopes that he can find more meaningful things in his limited life, and more importantly, he also wants to find more interesting things.

One day in his second year of junior high school, he discovered that video games were really an interesting thing, and since then he has embarked on a path of no return in the eyes of his parents.

He loves games very much, he has played a lot of games, it can be said that he plays games very well and very seriously, but because he plays everything, and he does not specialize in a certain game, he has not made a name for himself in any category of games.

But it doesn't matter, he doesn't want a name, he just loves to play, and playing games can make him happy.

It should be noted that he is not a dick silk game house who has not seen the sun in the room for a long time, is not sociable, and has a touching emotional intelligence, he is really a pure game lover.

He often exercises, has friends around him, occasionally finds time to travel, and learns to cook and drive.

Because he knows that these things are more meaningful than playing games, but none of them seem to be interesting in playing games.

It's just that in the past few years, he is still happy when he plays games, but in the depths of pleasure, there is a layer of haze that is difficult to erase.

In the limited vitality to find more meaning and meaning, but why ...... Life is so limited?

For him, it's really too limited.

It was very bloody that he was diagnosed with a terminal illness during a check-up and had only one year to live, without any negotiation.

Thankfully, this is what has been identified as the "friendliest terminal illness", there is not much pain, there are no annoying and desperate complications, and there is no need... What is the cost of expensive medicine.

It's really lucky, but he's going to die.

A dying person can still play games and have a lot of fun, maybe it's true love.

Jiang Ling put down the handle, looked at the big words "YOU WIN" on the screen, blinked, remembered something, and then stood up, opened the door and walked out.

This is his own rented house, and it is now half past eight in the morning.

And today is his birthday.

However, because he graduated this year, his college classmates have already gone their separate ways, and Jiang Ling has no desire to devote himself to his career because he still has a year to go, and the city is left with him.

Jiang Ling thought that there would probably be no one to celebrate his birthday this year.

He stretched a big waist, squinted at the sun in the sky, yawned and said, "The sun is so bright today." ”

Bright and a little dazzling-Jiang Ling didn't say this, because his eyes were dark, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

…….

When Jiang Ling woke up, he could roughly feel that he should not have fainted for a long time, but he naturally had some heart palpitations.

Before he could fully open his eyes, he wondered, could he still not escape the torture of illness? But before, the doctor told himself with a very reluctant smile that this terminal illness was the happiest terminal illness, because there would not be too much pain until death.

But I fainted inexplicably, alas, I don't know if the female neighbor next door sent me to the hospital.

Well? No, why are you sitting?

Whether you pass out on the ground or are taken to the hospital, shouldn't you be lying down?

Jiang Ling opened his eyes, and... He closed his eyes.

Damn, does this disease still cause hallucinations?

Jiang Ling's eyes swirled vigorously under his eyelids, and then opened again.

"Huh? What's the situation? ”

Jiang Ling glanced at his hands that were cuffed to the chair, and then turned his gaze back to the front.

This is a room of only ten square meters, the room is surrounded by metal walls, even the location of the door is difficult to determine with the naked eye, there is a bright but not dazzling lamp in the center of the ceiling, and in front of Jiang Ling, there is a woman about thirty years old, wearing standard professional attire and round-framed glasses.

She crossed her legs, her high-heeled leather shoes were a little reflective in the lamp, her left elbow rested on her leg, leaning forward and leaning slightly and leaning forward, her left palm supporting her chin. The supporting arms did not block her chest, and although it was not a revealing outfit, a wisp of whiteness could still be seen through the slightly low neckline, and a trace of fullness could be felt from the silhouette.

Her sitting posture was very casual, and she was looking at Jiang Ling with a gaze that was so flat that it couldn't be more flat.

She spoke, her voice clear and crisp, and her tone was steady: "Don't be afraid, no one will hurt you." ”

Jiang Ling frowned and asked, "You guys knocked me unconscious?" ”

"I'm sorry, yes."

"That's fine."

The person who knocked people out just said that he was embarrassed, but the person who was knocked out breathed a sigh of relief and said that it was okay, which is really strange enough.

The woman in professional attire didn't think it was unusual, because she brought Jiang Ling here because of a serious matter, a very important business, and it was a last resort to stun him. She continued: "There are some things that require your cooperation. ”

Jiang Ling said before that it was okay, because he found that he didn't faint because of the disease, so he was glad that the doctor didn't lie to himself, this terminal illness was more friendly, and he should be able to live a little more freely in his last life. But then Jiang Ling was naturally vigilant, but for a person who knew that he was about to die, and knew that he had nothing worth grabbing, Jiang Ling was relatively relaxed.

He asked, "What's the matter?" ”

The woman sat up straight, held her frame, and said, "Please participate in a game." ”

Jiang Ling tilted his head when he heard this, frowned, and asked again: "What?" ”

A trace of complexity flashed in the woman's eyes, thinking that this young man was really not shocked, and after being knocked out and tied to a strange place, he was still so relaxed, well, maybe he was also heartless. Thinking so, the woman repeated, "Take part in a game." ”

Jiang Ling had the urge to scratch his head, but his hand was still on the arm of the chair, he looked down at the lock on his hand again, and asked seriously, "What game?" ”

If it's just a certain Internet café organizing a competition, or a certain company developing a new game, it won't make yourself stunned and tie it up privately.

Could it be... What type of game in a horror movie? In an instant, chainsaws, killing games... Flashed through Jiang Ling's brain.

"I'm sorry, it's inconvenient to explain, but you'll know when you play." The woman spoke with an unpredictable smile on her face.

This smile turned into a sinister and even morbid smile in Jiang Ling's eyes, and Jiang Ling asked a little creepy, "What kind of game is it?" Why should I play? Can you refuse it? ”

Unexpectedly, the woman said very blandly: "You can refuse, I just invited you to participate in the game." ”

"Oh." Jiang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to say with a smile that he refused to participate.

But the next moment, the woman leaned forward, got a little closer to Jiang Ling, and said with a vague smile: "Don't you ask what is the benefit of participating in the game?" ”

The faint smell of perfume wafted into Jiang Ling's nose, he thought about it for a while, his curiosity made him not refuse immediately, and there seemed to be a kind of magic that made Jiang Ling want to hear what the woman was going to say, so he nodded and motioned for the woman to continue.

The woman said solemnly, "As long as you can win this game, I can fulfill any of your requests." ”

Jiang Ling inexplicably looked at the towering woman's chest, swallowed his saliva, and said curiously: "Any request?" For example..."

"For example, cure your terminal illness!" The woman interrupted Jiang Ling as she spoke.

Jiang Ling only felt a sound in his mind, as if a waterfall was rushing down from the nine heavens, smashing into his mind, causing waves to surge.

How could she possibly know she had a terminal illness?

How dare she say that she can cure her terminal illness?!

The man approached Jiang Ling and leaned down, his face was almost on Jiang Ling's face, and between her eyes looking at each other, her tone seemed to be full of endless temptation: "Do you participate!?" ”

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