Chapter 15: Brother Bamboo Horse 14

Because of the novelty and fun things, almost all of them have been delivered...

So for the birthdays of two people in the past two years, it is enough to simply sit together and eat a piece of cake.

"Vivi, happy fifteenth birthday."

Rong Zhiwei stuffed a small piece of cake into her mouth and chewed it: "Little brother's twenty-first birthday." ”

Lin Xunmo smiled: "There are still two months to take the college entrance examination, right?" ”

"Well... In four months, I will be able to be in the same school with my little brother. ”

Going to Nanda is something she is determined to get.

"I won't take you out to play today, and I'll go out when your college entrance examination is over."

Lin Xunmo unpacked all the boxes of egg tarts, hamburgers and chicken steaks and put them in the microwave to heat up.

She nodded, "Okay." ”

Rong Zhiwei thought that her fifteenth birthday was just such a simple meal.

But she didn't want to, something happened that was difficult for her to accept.

It was already late at night, and Rong Zhiwei's bedroom still had a warm yellow night light on at the head of the bed, and she suddenly frowned while lying asleep on the bed.

In her dreams, she returned to the depths of her memory, on the cold operating table in the laboratory.

He was wearing only a long white skirt on his body, lying on the cold operating table, his hands and feet cold.

Next to him stood three men in white coats and masks.

Carefully stared at her on the operating table.

And every time the light blue shimmer chip behind her right ear flickered, her head hurt, and it hurt like something was going to penetrate her soul.

One of the men in a white lab coat shook his head and took out a tube of injection from a nearby shelf, the needle still containing a pale blue liquid.

The sharp tip of the needle flashed a little light.

Then she had to be injected into her body.

She could only watch as the needle got closer and closer to her arm, but she couldn't escape from this place, and she couldn't do anything.

The moment the needle plunged into his arm.

"Don't!"

Lying on the bed, she exclaimed and opened her eyes.

"Whew... Whew..."

Rong Zhiwei's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and after seeing the familiar ceiling, she slowly sat up from the bed.

It's been a long time since I've had a dream like this...

The nightlight at the bedside was still on, and a warm yellow glow fell on her fingertips.

She casually pulled out a piece of paper from the drawer on the bedside table and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

Pick up the phone next to the pillow and turn it on.

The words "three o'clock in the morning" were displayed on the screen.

turned off the phone and put it aside, Rong Zhiwei, who was awakened by the nightmare, no longer sleepy, and lay on the bed and turned around.

"Hello host, I'm System 937."

The extremely indifferent girl's voice in my memory suddenly sounded in the silent bedroom.

To be exact, it just sounded in Rong Zhiwei's mind.

"Who are you?" Rong Zhiwei spoke up.

Because of this voice, she tensed again, and her right hand clutched the quilt tightly.

"Don't be nervous, even if you don't say anything, I can hear you."

“... Who are you? ”

The indifferent girl's voice in her mind smiled lightly and replied, "I have already answered this question before you even asked me. ”

After a pause, he continued, "I'm System 937. ”

"System 937? Where are you? Rong Zhiwei's tense nerves made her sit up from the bed.

"I exist in your consciousness."

“... What are you doing? She continued, firmly in the driver's seat.

937 said, "You should remember that I called you out before I first opened your body. I also told you two words, don't be afraid. ”

Memories that were about to be forgotten are awakened again.

When she was two years old, when she was taken out of the orphanage by her mother and little brother, six-year-old Lin Xunmo stretched out his hand to her: "From today on, we are a family." ”

At that time, she instinctively wanted to dodge, but was stopped by a voice in her heart.

The voice only said two words: "Don't be afraid." ”

Pulling back her thoughts, Rong Zhiwei said clearly: "It's you." ”

"Yes, it's me."

"Why are you in my consciousness?"

"Because, you're on this fast journey."

She was a little confused: "Hurry up and go on a journey?" What is that? ”

937 patiently replied: "To be concise and to the point, it is your journey to find your emotions. In view of the fact that the host of your previous life was too miserable, you didn't know anything after walking in the world, and you didn't even have emotions, so this fast travel was triggered. ”

"You mean, I've already died once?"

"Yes."

Rong Zhiwei sighed, it seems that the dream was not fake, it turned out that she had really experienced it once.

She closed her eyes in a clear sense and continued to ask, "Then what do you want me to do next?" ”

"There are still three years left in the host's basic cultivation time, and when a certain time comes, even if the host has completed the task of this world, it will leave this world and move on to the task of the next world."

"Wait, leaving this world? In what form? ”

"Consciousness is extracted, and then the system will copy the consciousness of a host, which exists in the body of the original world."

"Copy consciousness?" This new term was something she hadn't come across before.

"Yes, the replicator will be no different from the host himself, whether it is conscious thinking or personality preferences, it will be 100% replicated, and then the replicator will spend his life with the host's lover in the original world."

Rong Zhiwei frowned, doesn't this statement mean that one day, a new her will appear, take her place, and spend her life with her brother?

"What if, I don't want to." Her mood was a little complicated, and she asked shallowly.

"Consciousness withdrawal is enforced."

“...”

Then there was a dead silence.

She didn't speak, and 937 didn't know what to say.

After two or three minutes of silence, she seemed to have calmed down.

"I see."

"The system 937 host journey has officially begun, and I wish the host a pleasant journey."

After that, the indifferent girl's voice never sounded again, as if it had never appeared.

But Rong Zhiwei knows that there are some things that can't be returned and can't be changed.

Lie back on the bed, stretch out your left hand, and look at the back of your hand.

Once upon a time, there were some strange textures here.

Then she touched the back of her right ear again, and couldn't touch anything strange.

This is also the place where the chip was implanted.

It turned out that these were all things that I had really experienced.

It's like a dark abyss of sin, and the person who pulled himself out of this abyss is 937, and it is also Lin Xunmo.

Without this system, she wouldn't have been reborn once, and she wouldn't have met her brother.