Chapter 7 Realistic Games

How is this guy sleeping here? Didn't get home? Sick on?

A series of questions appeared in my mind, and Hazi and I cautiously approached and pushed her.

"Hey, get up!"

"Hey!" The strength increased, but she was still indifferent. It's not going to die, is it? Hazi and I were startled and gently probed under the girl's nose.

"Alive?" Hazi asked me.

"It's like I'm unconscious." I whispered.

"Smack!" Suddenly, Erha gave her a mouthful,, scare me enough!

"What are you doing?" I scolded.

"I'm in a coma!" Erha said weakly.

Oh my God, what if I wake up and bite you to death? My mind was racing, what's going on? Could it be that "she" was frightened away again?

After a cursory look around, there was no sign of a fight? Isn't it even more likely to be threatened? How did it come to this state?

I discussed with Erha: "What can I do?" Erha was also confused and spread his hands.

Suffered, the people at the bar opened immediately, Erha reminded me, what's the matter, I can't wake up, I can't help it, I said to Erha: "Carry her away first, don't make trouble." ”

I can only do this, Erha has no objection, you must know that now if you are suspected of stealing a hotel and leave a black background, this is not a good thing, and besides, if you drag a person, don't be mistaken for kidnapping, and you can't wash it up.

Erha and I hurriedly carried people out, the ground out of the elevator, the bar people just went down to open, so dangerous!

After discussing with Erha, she can't go to the laboratory, if she is targeted by the military, the first pair of research will do nothing, not to mention that she will be dismembered in this state...... It's cruel.

Erha, there is an old mother at home, and I am afraid that it is not appropriate to take a girl back. One and two can only pull my house first.

There were a lot of noticeable eyes along the way, and Erha explained the way with haha, drinking too much and drinking too much.

It took a lot of effort to pull it back home, and it was already seven or eight o'clock in the evening, and it was not completely dark.

I flipped through the information on the side, and Erha couldn't stay up and wanted to leave.

"I'm going to do it when you're gone. What if something happens to her, my life is gone? "I'm worried.

"Didn't you say that there was nothing wrong, she didn't mutate and didn't hurt anyone, and besides, it wasn't good yesterday? Your little dilapidated house can't fit the two of us? "What Erha said is not unreasonable, the allocated snail house is only more than 30 square meters, there is no way, let Hazi go back to take care of his mother first.

Suddenly I thought about what was wrong, this lonely man and widow were in the same room, well, she was a patient, mentally ill, and casually comforted herself and looked up the information.

This information didn't write about what happened after losing consciousness.,Strange.,Suddenly remembered the information given to me at the headquarters.,I flipped through the information for a long time and pulled it out.,I haven't paid much attention to this since I came back.,The information says......

While I was flipping through the materials, there was an itch on the top of my head, and I scratched it a few times, and alas, my hair grew again.

No, it's too long, it's, it's not my hair!

I turned my head and was shocked, the redhead girl didn't know when she had woken up!

She took a few steps back, too.

I broke out in a cold sweat behind my back, and I saw that she didn't seem to be a threat to me, and slowly sat down.

"You, you're awake?" At the moment of questioning, I recalled in my mind the information that the patient may have amnesia, imagine what her current state is, and have prepared several ways to deal with it.

"yes, I'm online, why am I here? Isn't it a bar when it's offline? She looked at me with puzzled eyes, a little wooden.

Then she asked, "Where is this?" Aren't you the one who picked up my converter before? ”

Isn't that right? Amnesia, how can she still remember yesterday's events, she hasn't "detached" from her body, she's back again?

At this moment, my mind was so foggy that I forgot to answer for a while.

"What about you? Where is this? "She looked at me like a fool.

"Oh, this, this is my home!" Everything I just thought didn't match the information, I forgot what to do with it for a while, this is different from the information, there is no amnesia.

To avoid embarrassment, I quickly pieced together a few questions in my head: "What are you doing at the bar?" Didn't go home? ”

By the way, upline, why does she call herself upline? Could it be that the coma is offline? What kind of logic is this?

She walked to the window and surveyed the room.

"I, I think it's safer to have no one there, it's a little far away from the offline device, so it's going offline there." She muttered.

"By the way, how did I get here? The record is not here, your house, why am I in your house? ”

"Oh, there will be a lot of people over there, I'm afraid you're in danger, so I'll bring you here."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot, I encountered something today, and I was a little late online, so I have to thank you?" She looked at me with a blank expression.

My mind was always clouded, and she seemed to sound normal, but there seemed to be something wrong with some of the words. So how should I continue my research? By the way, learn about her spiritual world.

Listening to her say this, waking up is going online, so what is "offline" when you go to sleep? In my opinion, it's just a coma, huh?

I hurriedly asked her, "Then what are you doing when you're offline?" I see you're in a coma, you don't know anything, do you? ”

"Why do you ask this? You virtual people are really troublesome, and going offline is going offline! She seemed to think of something, and asked me: "Anyway, I don't see very many virtual people, and it seems that you don't seem to have problematic data." ”

"Very little, you mean the Americas, no, there are no more virtual people in your main city?" Looking at what she means, it seems that there are very few normal people in our eyes in the Americas, so it is unbelievable that all the Americas have been "infected".

I broke out in a cold sweat.

"No, it's hard, it's almost impossible to see it." She wondered, "Didn't you show me the map?" ”

I hurriedly replied, "Wait a minute, I'll go later, I have a few questions for you." ”

I still asked her, "After you are unconscious, yes, why are you in a coma after you go offline?" What if something goes wrong? ”

"No, it didn't work before, there are protection devices offline, and this time it's not an exception. Coma? Isn't this common sense, the consciousness returns to the main body, of course the character is unconscious, are you stupid, oh yes, forget that you are a virtual person. "This girl's words are amazing, but I can't fill my brain.

Listen to what she means, return to the subject, where is this subject, I am speechless, she means, the subject is also herself, is she controlling other people's bodies?

Drink a saliva to calm down, and there was silence again.

"And where is your main body, do you all operate like this?" I saw that she also seemed to want to know something, so I asked a few more questions at random.

"Of course it's reality, you can't stay in the game all the time, right?" She began to get impatient.

"What? You call this a game? ”