Ludon Simpson Griffin?

Listening to the other party's name, Arthur's eyes turned excited, and his expression gradually distorted.

Doctor Bai probably wanted to turn around and say something, but his eyes suddenly turned black and he was smashed in the face with a punch!

"It's just *** called Luden, right?!"

Arthur's throat came a roar that was completely inhuman, and he was like a wild beast, knocking his white coat to the ground, punching and kicking, cursing constantly,

"What's your name, Luden?"

"You're worthy of being called Ludon too?"

"Speak!"

「......」

The camera in the hallway, moving slightly, was pointed at Arthur.

In the surveillance footage, Arthur seems to be crazy, frantically outputting into the air, several of his fists are still smashing against the wall, and the flesh and blood of the knuckles are blurred.

The people near the corridor have long been stopped by the security guards to prevent them from approaching, so as not to be injured by mistake.

A group of doctors in white coats, surrounded Awu, watching the surveillance together, observing Arthur's every move.

Among the white coats, the leader of the person, after careful observation, slowly spoke,

"Awu, you have been involved in the treatment process, your father's cognitive impairment has been basically eliminated, and we can announce that he has escaped from the virtual world of Brave New World and officially returned to the real world.

However, in terms of schizophrenia, it may take some time to recover..."

Listening to the doctor's words, Awu frowned, a little puzzled,

"Dr. Hartman, are you sure my dad will be discharged from the hospital like this? What if his illness returns?"

Arthur in the corridor shows an unknown murderous side.

"According to the results of previous tests, Mr. Arthur's social aggression is very weak and meets the criteria for discharge."

Dr. Hartman explains,

"And, as you can see, our treatment works, we remove most of the multiple personalities, but there are still some of them, if forcibly removed, Mr. Arthur will not be Mr. Arthur...

Neither Mr. Arthur's own pre-prescribed medical protocol nor the federal medical law allow us to do so.

With your participation throughout the process, we have adopted the most advanced medical methods to shape multiple personalities into doctors, assist them in completing treatment, and achieve self-redemption.

In the brave new world, it is also multiple personalities who take him with him to leave the virtual world and return to reality.

After returning to reality, it was this "non-existent doctor" who helped Arthur complete the unity of self-perception.

This time, under our own inducement, he reappeared, and you see, Mr. Arthur's leg is no longer a problem?"

Of course, Awu couldn't refute what Dr. Hartman said, but he still had some concerns in his heart.

"Or... Stay in the hospital for a while longer, and observe?"

Dr. Hartmann shook his head and rejected his offer,

"The environment of the hospital is harmful to him, this personality is a doctor, we can now use special means to induce doctors out, it does not mean that we have complete control over this personality, if it appears in an uncontrolled situation, it is easy to lose all the efforts made."

Awu tried to come up with more solutions,

"Let's make a social environment, money is not a problem, buy a small town, hire a bunch of actors, and play everything according to reality..."

Before Awu finished speaking, he was sternly rejected by Hartmann,

"Don't have such dangerous thoughts!"

Dr. Hartman snapped,

"Your father used to have a severe cognitive impairment and couldn't distinguish between reality and fiction, if you were to create a world again in reality, would you ever think about what would happen if he found out?

He will be completely unable to distinguish between reality and virtuality, and to do so will kill him!"

was reprimanded by the doctor, Awu's face softened a little, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Dr. Hartman said softly,

"Don't think too much about it, Awu, your father is a smart man, he has his own way, doesn't he always say, it's part of creation. Your GP will be available 24 hours a day, and we will be on standby to provide medical assistance..."

After repeating some precautions with Awu, Dr. Hartmann signaled that it was almost time to finish.

Awu immediately returned to the hallway, trotted all the way to Arthur's side, and hugged him with open arms.

"Dad! Father! Stop fighting!"

Arthur was pushed out by Awu, not forgetting to point to the guy who called himself Luden, and scolded,

"Don't let Lao Tzu see you, see you beat you once!"

The white coat was just leaning against the corner, his face covered in blood, and he seemed to be smiling.

Back in the car, without waiting for Arthur to speak, Awu took the initiative to say,

"I can settle this matter."

Relying on Arthur's writing, their family is very rich, and they don't need to worry about such a trivial matter as beating people.

Arthur didn't say much, but sat in the passenger seat, staring out the window with a scrutinizing gaze, over and over again, sweeping around.

Awu squeezed out a smile and asked,

"Dad, what are you looking at?"

Arthur didn't answer, but asked rhetorically,

"What year is it?"

Awuliuli replied,

"According to your favorite Divine Calendar, it's the year 1548."

In 1548... Has it been more than 1,000 years since the Governor of Wudu?

Arthur asked, "More than a thousand years have passed, and the level of technology has not exploded?"

A thousand years ago, the Industrial Revolution began.

According to the development speed of Qiyun back then, this world should not be so slow.

"It depends on what you use to evaluate the level of technology."

Awu patiently explained,

"Compared with Qiyun, we haven't made many breakthroughs in theory, and over the years, we have recovered the level of Qiyun at its most brilliant. But in terms of living standards, we are completely different from Qiyun, Dad, you will know later."

Standard of living?

Arthur scoffed,

"You're still driving a car, wearing the same clothes as you did a thousand years ago, and that's what you're talking about?"

This question did not stump Awu.

"Dad, the car is just a form of tool, and no matter how the vehicle develops, it will take people from one place to another, nothing more.

In fact, at the same speed, the use of an outdated car appearance represents a stronger level of technology, because this monumental appearance is only a burden.

As for clothing, since the beginning of human civilization, people wear clothes to protect against the enemy, no matter what stage, no matter what the level of science and technology, clothes are always clothes, from the emergence of human civilization to the second industrial revolution, clothing has not been eliminated.

The difference that can really reflect the level of science and technology is the material of clothes. You can't tell the material of the clothes with the naked eye... Forget it, I'll do an experiment for you."

As he spoke, Awu took out a plastic knife and scratched it on his clothes, cutting off a small piece of fabric.

He had a portable laser knife, but he didn't take it out.

According to Dr. Hartman, Arthur is still in the recovery stage, and many memories overlap with those of the fog and the gods, so he can better understand the things of that era, and try not to expose him to too many high-tech products, which will help him recover.

Awu handed the cloth to Arthur, "Tear it up."

Arthur took it in his hand and tugged at it, and the fabric didn't even deform at all.

He looked closely at the cuts in the fabric and could not tell what material it was made of.

In the end, Arthur, who had found nothing, returned the fabric to Awu, "very strong."

"Sturdy?"

Awu smiled,

"This piece of fabric is a state-of-the-art material that can be manipulated at the atomic level and can be afforded

The force of 100,000 N does not undergo any deformation, and throwing it into the engine can provide the energy of a lunar voyage, and with an intelligent maneuvering system, it can carry out medical treatment..."

As he spoke, Wu put the fabric into a hole.

Under his manipulation, the cloth quickly disintegrated into black particles, drifting little by little towards Arthur's hands.

"If it is manipulated entirely at the atomic level, it cannot be observed by the naked eye."

Awu explained,

"To make it easier for you to understand, I've done a visualization."

As he spoke, a stream of black particles surged into Arthur's hands, covering the area where he had been injured before.

Arthur felt some warmth and itching in his knuckles.

The strange sensation lasted less than 30 seconds, and Arthur's hands were restored without showing a single sign of injury.

Without waiting for him to ask, Awu took the initiative to add,

"What can be excreted from the body, don't worry, it's just a temporary repair."

Seeing Arthur fall silent, Awu raised an eyebrow and asked,

"Well, now you know the level of technology in this era, right?"

Arthur was silent for a few seconds, and then said coldly,

"Am I supposed to shove the out into the engine?"

Awu: ......

He was silent, not because of Arthur's whims.

It's because... Arthur had done this more than once.

Ah Wu also didn't understand why his father, who was so rich and rivaled the country, would be so frugal.

He didn't want to continue this smelly topic, and after lighting the fire, he flew into the sky and flew in the direction of home.

In the driver's seat, Awu pretended to be in a posture intently.

With today's technology, you don't need a human to manipulate the vehicle at all, just leave it to the AI.

As he drove on, a smile suddenly appeared on Awu's face.

He began to believe that the father he knew was really back.

...

The car slowly landed, but at the door of the house, an uninvited guest appeared.

Elizabeth stood in the doorway, holding a bouquet of flowers.

"Mom? Why are you here?"

There was a lot of surprise in Awu's voice.

He didn't expect to meet Elizabeth here.

He thought that his mother would never forgive his father in his life...

"When I heard that your father was discharged from the hospital, I rushed back."

Elizabeth has an aura on her, like a queen,

"Why, I can't go back to my own house?"

Ah Wu quickly explained, "No, I didn't mean that..."

"Alright, you can go about your business, let me and your dad live in a two-person world for a while."

Elizabeth gave the flower to Arthur's arms, gave him a shallow hug, and then took him by the hand and walked into the house.

"But..."

"No, but."

As soon as Awu wanted to say something, the two of them said in unison.

Obviously, the adult's business should be solved by the adult, and there is nothing wrong with the little child.

Wu could only stay outside the house, looking at the house worriedly, he didn't know why his mother came back, and he didn't know what his mother was going to do...

Xiao Bei is better than a newlywed, not to mention that they are not Xiao Bei, but a long goodbye.

After 3 hours of two-player world, Arthur falls into a deep sleep.

Standing at the head of the bed, looking at Arthur in his sleep, Elizabeth took a deep breath and clenched the chisel and hammer in her hand.

The chisel was aimed at Arthur's eye socket, and he only needed to hammer it down, with the current level of technology, he would not die, but the brain would definitely be hit hard, especially the frontal part...

If that puts an end to this nightmare, it's worth it...

Looking at that familiar face, no matter how deeply Elizabeth took a deep breath, her hands kept shaking and couldn't be aligned.

She didn't want to do that either.

However, Arthur's madness exceeded all expectations

。

Before being admitted to the hospital, Arthur privately told her that she was actually an immortal, with an infinite lifespan, and could change her age at will and come back from the dead...

It's exactly like the Eternals that Arthur set up in the script, exactly the same.

Want to prove everything Arthur said?

It's simple, Elizabeth just dies once!

Elizabeth will never forget that day, when she asked Arthur if someone had to die first, why wasn't he?

Arthur said that he was not an eternal, that he was just a passerby, and that Al, Elizabeth, and Awu were...

If Elizabeth doesn't want to try, he can go to Awu, find Al...

As long as someone is willing to die once, everything will be revealed, and the facts will prove that what he said is true!

Elizabeth just thought he was going crazy and ignored it at the time, and it wasn't the first time something like this had happened.

By the time she reacted, she had almost made a big mistake, and Al actually believed Arthur's statement!

Al attempted suicide and was discovered in time and taken to the hospital.

Elizabeth tried to accuse Arthur of his actions, but it was dismissed, and the investigation revealed that Al's suicide was due to her own depression and that there was no instigation by others.

Elizabeth knew that it was all done by Arthur.

He's smart and knows not only how to achieve his goals, but also how to clear his name...

Awu may believe that Arthur was cured, but Elizabeth can see through this familiar man at a glance, and he still reveals that madness and danger!

Her cold hands trembled, and Elizabeth clenched her grip on what she was holding and muttered to herself,

"Husband... Don't blame me... Al, she's gone crazy... I can't watch you drive Awu crazy... It doesn't hurt... It doesn't hurt... I'll be with you..."

The sharp chisel was aimed at Arthur's eye socket again, but her hand was still shaking.

As Elizabeth hesitated, a familiar voice rang in her ears.

"Don't shake, change your eye socket, that will hurt the frontal lobe more, just like I taught you when I was ice fishing..."

Elizabeth's expression stiffened on her face, and a nameless chill enveloped her body, making her unable to move.

Arthur woke up.

Not only did he wake up and lie on the bed cooperatively, but he even intimately taught Elizabeth what to do.

Elizabeth screamed, threw the chisel and hammer on the ground like a snake and scorpion, threw herself into Arthur's arms, and began to cry.

Patting his back, Arthur didn't say much, and at this time any words seemed pale, just hugged a little tighter, so that the two hearts were closer to the ground.

In his arms, Elizabeth's sobs grew quieter, and the sound of regular breathing rang out, and finally turned into a slight snoring.

Arthur held Elizabeth in his right arm and pulled a blanket in his left hand to drape it.

A ray of starlight drilled through the gap in the window and landed on the two of them.

Bathed in starlight, he whispered,

"It's all right, Your Majesty."