Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1395 Torn Further

The small commotion caused by the anonymous concern area prevented the farmers from actually starting their field work until five o'clock in the morning.

Although it has been less than 24 hours since entering this game, every farmer has quickly adapted to this new form of life: when you open your eyes, it is time to work, otherwise every minute of time that is wasted may mean the future. hungry.

To be honest, the days when I didn’t need to work for more than ten hours but could have food, now I think about it, it’s so far away that it’s unrealistic.

"Sister, you should think about it." When Lin Sanjiu lowered her head and continued to plow the land, Ji Shanqing's voice still echoed in her mind—"If he must be kept alive, my idea will not be implemented. "

She also didn't expect that the reason why Li Bao wanted to give up Han Suiping was basically the same as the thoughts in the anonymous concern area, because they couldn't support so many people.When she retorted that three food balls could be evenly distributed, Libao sighed.

"Sister," he had already shown signs of weakness before he entered the game. After a day of intensive farming, his complexion seemed to be almost transparent at this moment, and he looked somewhat similar to Yuan Xiangxi who had been a ghost. "We only give him three pieces a day, and we can afford it. But the problem is, doing this is tantamount to helping the game to consolidate its rules..."

"I don't understand." Lin Sanjiu said in a low voice.

"The way to clear the game is to find the exit. Yesterday's search has proved that the exit is not as simple as hiding in a corner, and we need to focus on finding the exit."

When Ji Shanqing said this, he looked around and saw other people working in agriculture, resting and resting, and said in a low voice: "But where do we spend most of our energy? We spend it on calculating output, taxation, who eats The question of who eats less is brought up. As we supplement less and less and consume more and more, our energy will become worse and worse... The less energy we have, the more we can only think about tomorrow's rations In other words, the current situation has been carefully designed so that we can only think about the present and have no time for others."

Although only one day had passed, Lin Sanjiu could feel it.In order to keep alive in front of her, she has exhausted all her strength, and the only thing she thinks about in her mind is "how many food balls can be produced today to ensure that everyone will not die tomorrow"—even if it is just the day after tomorrow, she feels exhausted I can't think anymore.

"We can only struggle on the line of survival every day, so naturally we don't have any energy to do what we should do." Ji Shanqing shook his head and said, "Even if there is one more food ball, it takes us one step away from the line of survival. It saves a little time for us to struggle...Only in this way can we do the really important thing, which is to find the exit. If we can’t get out, Han Suiping will eventually die because he has no job, just wasting our food in vain .”

He was right, but Lin Sanjiu couldn't calm down.

"Then do we have to sacrifice Han Suiping?" She asked back, "Take his life in exchange for us to live?"

Of course Ji Shanqing knew that she was absolutely unwilling to give up the life of any of her companions—so he proposed a solution for death.

"I can read his data." Judging from the look of the gift bag, it is obviously difficult for him to understand the impact of these words on human beings emotionally: "I save his data, and when we go out, we can find him again." A place to 'write' him out. For him, it's the difference between the last second and the next second, and he can't feel anything."

What about the original Han Suiping?
"He will die in this room."

So, is Han Suiping, who was programmed outside this room, still himself?

Yes, Lin Sanjiu understands that the cells, fibers, thoughts, and memories of the other "self" compiled by the gift package are exactly the same as the original one.This is not the same as cloning; if the original person thought of "I want to eat tonight" when reading the data, and then died, when this set of data is written out of the entity again, he will continue to think "that's it!" That restaurant seems to be closed”—for him, there’s never a moment’s pause.

But even so, is the original Han Suiping, the Han Suiping who struggled, laughed, sweated and cried with her in the modern world, dead forever?
"Letting him die is the first step." Ji Shanqing finally concluded, "My plan must be implemented on this basis."

Lin Sanjiu plowed in silence for more than half an hour, until a new thought appeared in the anonymous mind section again, and then temporarily suppressed this unanswered question.

"If someone dies, what happens to his job?" There is such a line hanging on the wall.

Everyone stared at the writing on the wall for a while, and their eyes flicked past each other, as if they didn't stop inadvertently.Compared with the malice directed at Han Suiping just now, this thought is closer to questioning the rules of the game; but it makes the atmosphere among the crowd even more weird, as if everyone now hopes to be farther away from others.

"I haven't thought about it," Nv Yue said, shrugging. "When a person dies, the things in the backpack won't die with him, so they should be able to be replaced by others, right?"

She broke her hoe just now, but she still didn't find Luhua to repair it. It happened that clumps of green shoots had grown in Nuyue's farmland, and she had entered a stage where she couldn't use the hoe for the time being.Seeing that she didn't mention it, Lu Hua didn't take the initiative to ask. The two of them rarely even met their eyes. Occasionally, Lu Hua whispered a few words to others, and the objects were usually Horst or Jiansheng.

"We won't know until someone dies." Lin Sanjiu hoped to distract their attention from the wall, saying, "There's no need to think about this now."

The words on the wall changed immediately, instead of responding to her, it seemed to be responding to a previous concern.

"I think it depends on who died. If the non-peasant died, that person's work should be divided among the people, and it should be almost the same. For example, Lu Hua, her work only takes a few minutes, a day Being idle all night... It doesn't make any difference to have one person do two jobs."

Lu Hua blushed suddenly, and her eyes full of anger were fixed on Nv Yue.

Nu Yue looked back at her coldly and said, "That's not what I was thinking."

Lin Sanjiu's ears were buzzing; seeing that Lu Hua was about to open her mouth, she drank in a hoarse voice: "Don't quarrel over the matter of disappearing! Keep doing what you should do, Nuyue farming, Lu Hua, you Go search for the exit."

"We have searched, but there is no place in this room that can be opened, and it will be a waste of effort to find it." Sitting next to Lu Hua, Jian Sheng said.

"Then you guys just rest." Lin Sanjiu shut his mouth with one sentence.She doesn't have the heart to listen to his complaints now.

... That concern just now belongs to her.

It was not a very clear thought that had been in her mind for a long time; as one of hundreds of thoughts in chaos, it passed through her heart so quickly that she didn't even realize it. Its existence——until it was captured by the mind area and illuminated on the wall, Lin Sanjiu realized that it was his own mind.

Faced with this kind of game, everyone will inevitably have similar thoughts; she understands this truth, but still feels uncomfortable.

She closed her eyes and took a low breath.

Not far away, Jian Sheng was comforting Lu Hua in a low voice: "...That's right, we have all proved our contributions, so you don't have to take it to heart."

"If it weren't for us non-farmers," Lu Hua said angrily, "who would have searched the entire room?"

A rift seems to have been torn between farmers and non-farmers.

"Then how do you plan to find them next?" Horst and them are newcomers, so it's easy to talk to.

After Jian Sheng and Lu Hua heard this, they involuntarily turned their heads to look at the other side of the room——even with that, the others also cast their gazes over.

"Inspector," Lu Hua raised his voice and asked, "What do you think is better for us to do next?"

This early morning was so chaotic that Lin Sanjiu almost forgot that Sibaan hadn't spoken.Coincidentally, Sba'an, who had been tightly blocked before, just reappeared when Lu Hua was questioning him—he seemed to have just woken up.

The backpack and blanket were rolled up and pressed against the corner; he was half leaning on it, and his eyes were still hazy with sleep behind his disheveled blond hair. "……what?"

Jiansheng hurriedly repeated it.He was embarrassed yesterday for no reason. Although he was unhappy at the time, he seems to have forgotten all about it now. "Sorry to make you sleep." He even apologized, "However, we all want to know what you think?"

If you want Lin Sanjiu to tell you, it doesn't matter what you think if Sba'an doesn't exist at all.He hasn't moved since yesterday evening, he doesn't know what to plan, he doesn't even look for the exit, and has been resting comfortably until now.Thinking of this, she subconsciously glanced at the anonymous concern area.

She originally thought that she would see complaints against Sibaan—after all, he is now the only person besides Han Suiping who is doing nothing while holding a food ball—but in the concern area, Not even a single protest.

"...Let me think about it." Sibaan lazily bent his knees and said.

"Okay," Jian Sheng nodded, "Whenever you need more food balls, just let me know, and I will collect the tax, so that I can bring you another ration by the way."

The walls were still empty.

Lin Sanjiu and Siba'an have a very close friendship, so there is no misunderstanding; but other people also understand him, so she doesn't understand.When the farmers harvested two more food balls, Sparan still didn't say anything, except to rest and rest-again, no one complained or urged.

During this period, Nvyue had to find Lu Hua to repair the farm tools once.Because of Lin Sanjiu's persuasion, even with a straight face, the latter barely charged the price of two food balls; in this way, Nuyue's two hours this morning were worthless.

When Jiansheng stood up to collect the tax, Horst hesitantly opened his mouth.

"Can everyone give it to each other?" He scratched his face and asked without looking at anyone. "If you want to save Han Suiping, I have no objection. You can give him your own food balls. But I only have a few food balls, which are not easy to come by. They forced me to hand over the balls and bear the loss together... I find this unfair."

After a pause, he added: "I think the thing on the wall is right. The so-called survival of the fittest. If I can't adapt to this situation and can't survive, it's not a reason for others to support me unconditionally... If I have On the day when the fittest survived, I wouldn't blame you, okay?"

Han Suiping just moved slightly at this moment—when Lin Sanjiu cast his gaze, he found that he had already opened his eyes at some point.

(End of this chapter)