The Infinite Game
Qin Lang put down the physical evidence bag and hurriedly left the conference room with the visitor.
In the empty and dim room, against the backdrop of the city's night scene, Rick's face began to distort with a cheerful and bright smile, his posture of breaking dance gradually became perverted, his mouth gradually deflated, and he raised his middle finger to salute the world.
Of course, how can objectively existing things change for no reason, the root of hallucinations has always been in the human heart, and uneasiness, panic or pain and despair make people see the distorted world.
But sometimes the twisted malice is the essence.
The K experimental building near the road should be resting quietly in the dark at the moment, but the room with the electrophoresis instrument at the end of the thirteenth floor is as bright as day, the air conditioning is set to a constant 27.8 degrees, and the wind is at a moderate speed.
The woman in the lab coat took off her mask, revealing a young but haggard face, a gloomy haze enveloped her, she stared at the computer screen connected to the electrophoresis machine, although her demeanor was calm, but her heart was almost broken, there was no way to run out of any valuable data, her thesis was about to end, and she was only a nanny for his supervisor's family this semester, all kinds of services, but her research did not make any progress.
She pulled open the drawer, revealing a plate of stamps exposed to the bright fluorescent lamp.
A half-baked junior sister took the initiative to add her, and actually openly Amway this kind of stamp:
"High purity LSD, put it in your mouth and explode with inspiration..... It's like flying into the sky...... Don't have to stand on the shoulders of giants....... The giant sends you directly to the sky........" is followed by a meme of a cat sucking catnip.
She didn't know how she had been seen through the research that had gone wrong, maybe no one was making progress in this place, or maybe she exuded an aura of pain and despair that had attracted demons.
"I feel like I'll tell you when I can talk to my sister.,Private good things.,I borrowed a copy of your book last time.,Try it well.,You can download this APP.,Enter my invitation code.,You can ..............."
She didn't refuse, she didn't do anything else, she just quietly put away the stamp, as if she had a premonition that she would use it one day, and perhaps she had already begun to feel hopeless about everything.
THE PRINTED RICK IS SNEERING AT HER WITH HIS MIDDLE FINGER UP, AND IT IS IMPOSSIBLE TO TELL WHETHER THE ILLUSION IS STILL THE EXISTENCE OF THE REAL PRINT, BECAUSE RICK HAS BASICALLY THIS ATTITUDE TOWARDS THE WORLD IN AMERICAN COMICS.
She stared at the piece of paper, remembering a nightmare she had last night.
She died, looking at her own body, she changed her body and looked at the original body, which was weird.
Why did she change her body, and I don't know where her current body came from, but looking at the original body that was full of holes and ready to be burned, horror suffocated her.
The trembling hand opened the seal, and the thin piece of paper was delicate and rough to the touch, as if the excessive dose was not absorbed by the paper and stayed on the surface of the paper to be air-dried, and along the jagged marks, a stamp was easily torn off.
The air seemed to freeze, the restless sound of the electrophoresis machine became distant, she closed her eyes, grievance, frustration, and despair alternately attacked, tears welled up, and she put the stamp on the tip of her tongue with salty tears.
The paper was quickly soaked, her breathing quickened involuntarily, her heart pounding, and she fell back into her chair.
The teary eyes blurred the white light, and the straight light began to distort..... Bent into long strands of DNA, she watched as the strands of DNA stretched and broke as if she were inside a PCR instrument.......
The broken segments are replicated indefinitely by the reagent, and finally begin to reassemble to form many, many long chains that are identical to the original long chains.
The long chains around her, bound her, dragged her, she fell to the ground, the curve of her breasts was like a mountain, she had always liked to wear loose clothes, and especially white coats, which covered her body, and she did not want others to define her by that.
But in the end, no matter how much effort you put in, it is still this conspicuous body that is presented in this world.
Outside the window of the room is a gorgeous and dreamy city light, but the alley below the window is dim and blurred, and the woman with the same turbulent curves is wearing a bright red suspender dress that highlights her figure, and her overly delicate skin and eyes are as realistic and false as a CG game.
She was teasing a man in his forties and fifties face to face, she pushed the man against the wall, she poured some popping candy into her mouth, and then put it into the man's mouth, and then made a sound that the man liked to hear.
The man was smiling stupidly, the jumping candy was throbbing in his mouth, but the man began to feel the delicate woman in front of him have a ghost, the woman smiled strangely like Medusa, and her soft hair seemed to have turned into a poisonous snake with teeth and claws, spitting blood.
The man didn't have time to do what he wanted, and gradually lost consciousness and slid heavily off the wall, the nausea, aging skin folds unusually clear in the night.
Under the faint light of the street lamp, the delicate woman raised her head and poured all the packets of popping candy into her mouth, Zilazila jumped in her mouth, but she did not have any dizziness symptoms, she chewed the fruity popping candy granules, squatted down, and looted the man's pockets and belongings.
She stood up and stomped the man with a black heel with a sharp heel, and then gracefully disappeared from the dark alley in her heels.
It was clear that there was a wide road on the other side of the alley, but the woman seemed to have disappeared out of thin air
Late at night, the streets of the city are bright and transparent, empty and silent, the modern buildings are burning with a unique light, and the city's unique fluorescence is intertwined with starlight and moonlight, creating a unique space.
The street lights, the railings, the stairs, the buildings seem to become transparent, like holograms projected on this empty city, and all the splendor will disappear as long as the power is turned off.
Qin Lang drove the silent police car on the road that reflected strange light, the white body reflected the appearance of the magic city, and the newly installed GDD voice pack warmly reminded him of the accident-prone road ahead.
The red light at the intersection was flashing, and Qin Lang's brain calculated the time to turn green and decided to maintain the speed of the car.
At the other end of the mirror-like intersection, Su Shun's black Land Rover greedily devoured the lights of the city, galloping like a wild beast, and likewise maintaining his speed according to the time the red light flashed.
In the electric light, the green light turned on, and the black and white speeds of light passed in parallel, and the street lights on both sides were like swaying flags in the arena, but the finish lines of the two were diametrically opposed.
The prelude to the intersection of fates played at this moment, and the smoke of gunpowder in the arena was slightly filled in this illusory city.
Black or white can be distinguished by the naked eye, but what can you rely on to spy on the hidden desires in your heart?
In a thrilling story, there will always be two very different characters, and the two sides will fight each other like a fight, and the characters and dialogues can be easily shown, but who can spy on the desires in the heart?
Everyone has a world built by his desires in his heart, and the fabricated world is more real than the truth.
When Su Shun arrives at the convenience store, cyberpunk electronic music reverberates inside, as well as crisp and coherent gunshots, and the dialogue displayed by the emotionally rich voice actor makes people's blood pump.
The convenience store fingerprint lock sensed Su Shun's fingerprints, the sturdy door was lightly unlocked, it was dim inside, and a warm light was shining in the staff lounge, Xiao Cheng was sitting in it playing a game, and glanced at Su Shun at the moment of changing the magazine:
"That's the speed! A Land Rover is a Land Rover. The words fell again and there was a dense burst of gunfire.
Su Shun didn't respond to Xiao Cheng, took out a small bag from a box of instant coffee on the table, shook it, and a faint smell seemed to float in the room, "Where did this come from?" ”
Xiao Cheng nervously controlled the keyboard, and his voice was hoarse, "I also want to know where it came from," before the words were finished, he was seconded, "Hit the street, don't play." ”
Xiao Cheng poured all the small packets of coffee in the box on the table, "It's exactly the same, if you don't drink it, you don't know what's mixed in it." Didn't you ask me where this came from? Bought on our APP. ”
Su Shun frowned, but did not make a sound, his thin lips pursed tightly.
"Recently, when I checked the logs, I found that there was a vulnerability in the system, and there were users who were modifying account permissions, stealing member information, and then sending advertisements to those members. The content of the ad is quite soul-wrenching. ”
"How do you trade? Did you find someone? "Saying that, he tore open the instant coffee, and the gray-brown coffee particles were mixed with white particles, which most people would regard as milk and sugar particles, but Su Shun could see at a glance that this was K powder." This process is okay. ”
Xiao Cheng shook his head, "He doesn't have a real-name system, he doesn't tie up his mobile phone and bank card, and he sent me a payment code on it." Then he told me the location of a locker in the holiday plaza and the temporary password for me to pick it up myself. ”
Su Shun observed the coffee box, but couldn't find anything special, "I think they should sell more than that." ”
Xiao Cheng nodded, "It's almost the product we put on the shelves, and he also has a price list." It's like using us as a shield, and I think sooner or later we'll be targeted by the police. ”
"Then we're going to find people out before the police." Su Shun said as he straightened the scattered coffee back into the box and closed it carefully. But at this time, more Pandora's box is being opened, and the demons are being unleashed......................
Xiao Cheng sighed and beat his spirits, "Why are there so many things this year." Leave it at that, let me play another round. As he spoke, Orange's attention returned to the game.
Those game worlds that are real like reality and more perfect than reality have once again swallowed up Little Orange. In the game world, desires are expanded, and territories are constantly expanded.
The sound of gunfire and music mingled, and Su Shun walked out of the staff lounge, the fabricated game world could not hypnotize him.
He sat down in front of the glass window, and looked out in the dim light at the street, which was much less than the game's picture, and there was already a strong wind outside, the kind of wind that had come before the rainstorm, blowing the dusty and leafy city, and the people in the city lived like ants, which looked fake.