"Since last month, the number of patients infected with β-mental sensitivity around the world has increased suddenly, and it has become an explosive trend, and it is understood that in just a few dozen days, the number of confirmed patients has exceeded 500 million, and it is estimated that the actual number of patients has far exceeded this value, which has caused widespread panic among the Chinese people. What does Professor Wang from the Department of Virus Transmission at Yenching University think about this matter? ”

"Hehe, it's true, the β-psychosis that has just been discovered has spread very well around the world, and it can even be said that it is the first infection virus after the eradication of smallpox. However, this virus is far from being as terrifying as everyone thinks. ”

"Oh? Can Professor Wang tell us more about that? ”

"First of all, the virus is not spreading as fast as we thought. Although the first case of β-psychosensitivity was detected in the patient at the beginning of last month, it does not mean that it began to spread last month. Clinically, it is very common for a virus to remain dormant in the population for months before being detected. Moreover, if it really took only a month for this virus to infect people all over the world, how transmissible it must be! Hehe, if it really breaks out at that rate, then by the end of this month, more than 99% of the world's population will be infected, unrealistic, unrealistic! ”

"Hehe, Professor Wang is worthy of being the top expert in viral infection in China, with rich experience and superb judgment, we are much more relieved to hear you say this. But in such a short period of time, β-mental sensitivity has been found to produce hundreds of obvious mutations, and the symptoms have changed from a single mental excitement at the beginning to photophobia, muscle soreness and numbness, frequent tooth meshing, abnormal salivary gland secretion and other symptoms, so I don't know if there will be more terrible mutations in the future? ”

"Ah, this question, we scientists must speak rigorously, and we must not easily draw conclusions without relying on actual clinical analysis! However, to paraphrase a popular advertising slogan, anything is possible! With such a population base, mutation still has to mutate, but in my opinion, mutation will not mutate in the direction of lethality, after all, its transmission speed is already so powerful, and it is developing into lethality, so isn't everyone finished playing? ”

"Haha, Professor Wang is really funny and humorous. Can you tell us more about the current development of β-psychosensitive drugs and vaccines in China? I think that's what the audience in front of the TV wants to know the most. ”

"Uh...... Well? Before you came, the leaders of your station didn't mention this? ”

"Oh, this question is actually the one I personally want to ask the most today, and it is also the one that the audience wants to know the most, so I dared to ask you one more question."

"Oh...... This research on drugs and vaccines belongs to the secret level of the state, yes, the secret level of things, I don't dare to disclose them at will without permission, you say yes, hehe. However, by and large...... It should have been studied almost, don't worry, our expert group members are busy for everyone day and night, don't worry about our hard work, it's all due, the people's servant, hehe, what should be done. In short, everyone believes in the state, in our expert group, okay? That's all for today? ”

"Well, okay, thank you Professor Wang for being able to participate in today's interview, thank you to the expert group who are fighting on the front line, our noon news today is here, thank you for watching, tomorrow at the same time, we will see you or leave!"

In a smoky, dimly lit, and overcrowded Internet café next to the University of D City, a high-tech development zone.

"What a bullshit expert, I can't believe half a word of what I say."

Han Bai scolded in a low voice while clicking on the small red cross in the upper right corner of the window and closing the page to watch the live broadcast. Slightly tired, he covered his face with his hands and leaned back in the soft back of his chair.

Like most of the people in this Internet café, Han Bai is also a student of the University of D City next to him, because the Internet café is close to the school, and it is only a few steps away from the school gate, and after signing up for a membership, the Internet can be cheaper than other places for a dollar per hour, so although the environment here is a little worse and the machine is broken, he still lives here.

City D University is a second-tier university, but it is considered to be a high-level university among the two universities in the country, and it can be regarded as a second-tier school in City D, a second-tier city where there are not many universities.

In fact, with Han Bai's college entrance examination results, it was no problem to get a poor university in his hometown, but he finally chose this D city university far away in D city. When he was filling in the volunteers, even the director of the school year talked to him, but he still didn't waver. No one knows why he, as a southerner, must choose to study in such a remote northern town, and it is a problem to even return home all year round.

But in fact, that's exactly what he wanted. All he wants is a reason not to return to "that home" even if it's the New Year.

He didn't want to look at the woman's mean face every day, listen to her sarcastically mocking herself at the dinner table, showing off the superiority of her own children. He didn't want to see his father's weakness when he heard her mocking herself, wanting to defend but not daring to speak.

From the time his mother died in the sixth grade of elementary school and his father brought the woman home, until he went to college, every day seemed to be living in a muddy swamp, so entangled and uncomfortable but unable to break free. So, when he could leave this besieged city one day, how could he not do everything in his power to seize the opportunity?

In fact, when he gradually integrated into college life, he began to understand that for most people, the only difference between which college to go to is where to pick up girls and play LOL in the next four years. Having such a thought does not mean that he looks down on others, because he himself is one of the "most people", and he spends more time hiding in Internet cafes in a semester than in the dormitory and classroom combined.

He sometimes asks himself, is this life good or bad? Now there is no one to restrain me, but life is becoming more and more numb.

Do you want to get out of this state?

But why get rid of it? Isn't that what everyone is?

Hehe, yes, everyone is like this, and this has become his most common excuse.

Ordinary, what a terrible habit.

It's just that he is so haggard now, and the pleasure of playing games has become less and less, replaced by deeper exhaustion and sadness.

Isn't the β-mental sensitivity, which has been very popular lately, cause mental excitement? If it spreads so quickly, why don't you infect me too?

"I'll go to his sister's, this sword master is SB, this middle lane is all up, and B is still there with the line! In the early days, we had such a big advantage that the B was dragged away! Ahhh Rely on! Lost! It's a wave! Finished! ”

"Bang bang!"

There was a fierce scolding and the sound of smashing the table from the machine next to him, which forcibly interrupted Han Bai's thinking.

Han Bai didn't care, turned his head to the person on his right and asked, "What's wrong Wu Hao, is you kneeling again?" ”

The person who smashed the table came with Han Bai, who had a major with Han Bai, named Wu Hao, and was also the only person Han Bai could call a friend in college.

Compared with Han Bai's decadence, Wu Hao is more passionate, he has been fighting in the game for more than ten hours since last night, his hair is messy, and his face is scruffy, but he is still full of energy when he scolds his teammates.

"Alas, don't mention it, it's a good game, it's just that there are too many SBs, and it's always unpleasant to come out to find someone, I've been kneeling for a day in qualifying, bad luck!"

Wu Hao scolded for a while, and then gradually lost his anger and began to tease Han Bai: "But you are really good, Xiaobai, why did you become a young man who cares about current affairs, and you watch the news in Internet cafes?" What's the meaning of that thing, it's not this dead man who is dead over and over again, it's better to hurry up and arrange two games with me, I can still score points with you, and I'm going to drop the section when I play for a while! ”

Han Bai shook his head weakly: "No, I'm afraid I can't play today, I'm tired and have a sore back, I'll get a sleep in the dormitory later, otherwise I won't have the strength to go to class tomorrow." ”

Who knew that Wu Hao smiled: "Okay, Xiaobai, your hand is also wonderful, and you have found an excuse to skip class tomorrow in advance." ”

Han Bai laughed and didn't say much, which made Wu Hao a little serious. He reached out to touch Han Bai's head and asked, "Hey, I told you didn't have any infectious disease, right?" ”

"I'm not sick." Han Bai opened his hand. He suddenly asked, "Wu Hao, do you know β-mental sensitivity?" ”

Wu Hao smiled: "That's for sure, isn't it all reported on the Internet, in newspapers, and on TV now, but it's not a big deal, aren't there a lot of experts who have come out to explain?" ”

Han Bai didn't speak. He stood up with a serious expression and looked around the Internet café.

There are nearly a hundred computers on this floor, almost full, playing games, chatting, reading novels, everyone has an inexplicable smile, but why is this familiar scene so strange in the eyes now?

Will any of these people have been infected with β-mental hypersensitivity?

Wu Hao stood up with him, stretched his waist lazily, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Let's go, Xiaobai, let's get off the plane." ”

Han Bai nodded, and the two walked out of the Internet café together.

"Ho! This big sun makes people's eyes hurt! ”

The noon sun was very sufficient, and the two of them stayed in the dimly lit Internet café for a long time, and as soon as they went out, they were naturally shaken, and Wu Hao was the first to scream.

Han Bai also frowned, squinting his eyes, but thinking about something else.

"I heard that people with β-mental sensitivity are also starting to have symptoms of photophobia, I don't know if it's the same feeling as ours."

Wu Hao pulled him by the hand and said with a smile: "I said you don't think about it anymore, otherwise that mental sensitivity will not be treated, and you will be depressed first." ”

Han Bai smiled awkwardly. The two walked leisurely all the way to the school, and suddenly, Han Bai stood as if he had discovered something strange, raised his hand and touched Wu Hao beside him.

"What's wrong?"

"What do you see is that?"

Han Bai said as he walked in the other direction first. In the corner of the wall over there, there is a poster-like spray-painted painting, and in front of the spray-painted is a shelf with rows of watches on it.

"I'll go, your eyes are so good, you can notice such an inconspicuous place. Let's see, what is this, hey, it looks like a newly developed game is being promoted! ”

Wu Hao leaned over excitedly, and looked at the propaganda spray painting, but saw that the one person was tall, and the two people were wide The big spray painting was completely black as the background color, in addition, there were only two lines of miserable white words, and the font seemed to be dripping downward, like blood that had not yet completely coagulated!

"Hello new players, the end is coming, please pick your watch at random on the shelf!"

"Doomsday Killing Game, Coming Soon ......"