Yan Zhen then read out the second half as well: "Write out the whole process of the incident, the number of words must not be less than 20,000, the time limit is 24 hours, and the ending must explain the final destination of the evolution potion, and the one who is close to the truth wins." There are 50 writers with the same task www.biquge.info pen %fun %ge! ”

'Close to the truth' Yan Zhen chewed these four words in his heart repeatedly, according to the perversion of 'paradise', the content of the prompt message was eighty percent true.

In other words, in the real world, there is probably such a researcher named X, and he stole the evolution potion of a research center, and then escaped.

So what will he do? And how will you get rid of the tracking of your old club? The point is, where exactly did he hide the potion!?

"Hey... With such a story, I'm afraid it won't work if you want to arrange the paradise~" PK9587 sighed exaggeratedly.

"This is probably the real thing, you can't just scribble, it will kill you!" Yan Zhen is colored.

PK9587 was silent, it finally found a meal ticket, but it was going to cultivate for a long time, and it didn't want him to die too quickly.

Before tapping on the keyboard, Yan Zhen thought about it carefully, and substituted himself into the incident, imagining that if he was X......

Deducing the whole incident in his mind, Yan Zhen seemed to have entered a 'daydream'-style fugue state.

His eyes drooped and he saw that he was wearing a white lab coat like the one worn by a doctor, and he raised his arms in a trance.

It's very important to have a hard thing hidden in your pocket close to your chest!

The clothes on his back were soaked with sweat, and the pounding heart and dry mouth all told him that he was at a critical moment.

There was only one thought in his mind, to get out of here quickly, the dazzling lights and the white corridors, as if there was no end, he controlled his steps, even if he was in a hurry, he couldn't show half of the panic.

After swiping the card and entering the password, after a series of actions, the last barrier finally opened, revealing a way to escape to the outside.

At this moment, he forgot to even breathe, and suddenly, someone shouted his name behind his back.

"X, where are you going?"

His blood was clotted almost instantly, and he began to run wildly without looking back, run, run, run away from it all!

And then what? Where to flee? Where is the safe place?

City? The population is large, the transportation is convenient, and the large cities have a large foreign population, so it is relatively easy to hide.

Forest? Sparsely populated, closed to information, hidden in the vast mountains, as long as you don't use electronic devices, it is extremely difficult to find your whereabouts.

Islet? Being isolated from the world is basically equivalent to burying yourself, and it is not bad to feel the life of a primitive society.

Home? The most dangerous place is the safest place, who would have thought that he would be hidden under their noses!

No, no, no......

Something is in front of him, blocking his train of thought, it's all a dead end, it's all a dead end!

He woke up suddenly, his heart still beating wildly, his chest rising and falling violently in pain, and he gasped for breath.

The computer screen has entered the screensaver state, and the dream or hallucination he just had just made him unable to recover for a while.

The light, the touch, the mood, the feeling of being so nervous that my heart almost burst, are all like experiencing it myself.

He relieved himself and found PK9587's head resting on his shoulder.

How did it get on his back?

"What are you doing?" Yan Zhen suddenly felt a chill crawling down his back and above his head, like a team of small insects crawling across his spine and burrowing into his scalp.

"I thought being there would inspire you." PK9587 jumps back to the ground, jumps onto the table, and sits next to the monitor.

"Did you do it? What is this? Yan Zhen knew that it could understand, and the 'daydream' he had just made was actually made by it.

"Are you 100,000 why have you become a sperm? What are so many problems? If it helps you, hurry up and write, time waits for no one. ”

Since it didn't want to say it, Yan Zhen didn't mean to force it, although they were now in a cooperative relationship, they still had reservations.

What kind of power he holds in his hand is the hole card and the guarantee, he has no right to inquire now, and he has no ability to force others.

"I have to figure out a question before I write it, and I already have a guess. ”

Yan Zhen's words obviously aroused PK9587's interest, and it leaned forward slightly, as if waiting for his next step.

Yan Zhen was not in the mood to sell Guanzi, the matter of life and death, it was resolved as soon as possible, and he said: "The purpose of X's stealing of the potion, how this incident happened, and how tortuous the process is are not the most important, the most important thing is his motive." ”

PK9587 raised his head and said, "You mean, if you want to know the effect, you must first know the cause. ”

Yan Zhen nodded, that's what he thought, assuming that X was for money, and after stealing the potion, it would be up to the 'buyer' to decide where he went, not him.

But assuming he's for himself, then ......

Tonight's mission is a trap!

It appears to give four options, and it is up to the writer to judge the answer, but in reality, the answer is not among those four options at all.

The hint doesn't say that the ending must be produced in the four hints, which is misleading!

Yan Zhen was very excited at the moment, but not excited, although he thought his speculation was reasonable, there was no guarantee that it would definitely win.

That is, there is still a possibility of death for him.

However, he decided to gamble, to gamble his judgment, and to bet that the 'daydream' that PK9587 had created for him was true.

Because in that hallucinatory state, he faintly felt X's despair, maybe he was terminally ill and urgently needed a 'special medicine', so he would make a desperate bet.

The room was quiet, only the click of Yan Zhen tapping on the keyboard, and the city outside the window was dead silent.

Life and death, real and unreal, are all injected into the strange interface of the paradise, and Yan Zhen completes the operation of copying and pasting, and his heart is full of uneasiness and fear.

"You need to rest, it's dawn." PK9587 only gave a voice to remind him when he had finished his final work.

The ruined city is bathed in the morning light, and the sun does not dissipate the shadow of death that permeates the city.

Yan Zhen thought so, and decisively dropped the mouse and threw himself on his bed.

How it turns out, save it until he wakes up, and if he can't wake up, that's fine.

It was already 1 o'clock in the afternoon when he opened his eyes again, Yan Zhen was awakened by hunger, and he sat up holding his noisy stomach.

The time limit for this mission is 24 hours, so he still has time, at least a full meal is no problem.

However, before his Laotan sauerkraut noodles were soaked, he heard an alarm sounding over the city, and the news scrolling on the radio asking all citizens to gather in the square in front of the railway station.

"Hey, is this going to be evacuated? Bring your important belongings with you! PK9587 opened his arms after listening to the broadcast.

"Maybe something happened again, I'll pack my things." Yan Zhen packed his backpack neatly, he only brought two sets of changes of clothes, and the rest were his wallet, his mobile phone, and computer.