After clearing the game, I became the villain BOSS

In the early spring afternoon, the wind blowing gently by the lake blew away the mist on the lake, causing ripples on the water surface and dispersing the sun's rays into thousands of brilliant colors.

Su Mo was sitting alone by the lake, staring at the sparkling beauty in front of him.

The lake water gently laps the stones on the shore, bringing a pleasant sound. The lake surface reflects the leisurely clouds in the sky and the reflections of the surrounding trees. The fragrance of the flowers fills the air with the cool breeze, which seems to wash away the dust in the soul and makes people feel relaxed and happy.

During this period, as his condition gradually improved, Su Mo's life returned to normal, and the "eraser" in his mind wiped away all the false memories.

Accompanied by his parents and friends, he lived a normal life, and everything that once happened in his hallucinations became a forgotten dream.

There is no need to take medicine anymore, no need to be hospitalized anymore, no need to make parents sad anymore, all the worries and disturbances disappear, leaving only the calmness like water.

The sun gradually sets, and it's dusk. It's time to go back and have dinner with my parents.

Before Su Mo could stand up, a clear voice suddenly came from behind: "Sit down for a while."

Su Mo looked back and saw a silver-haired girl with a pair of clear and bright amber eyes. Her naturally upturned smiling lips made her face look gentle and tranquil, so beautiful that it seemed a little unreal.

Su Mo blinked: "You are?"

"Shhh." Qi Ling sat next to Su Mo and gently leaned her head on his shoulder. She didn't say anything, but just stared at the lake as the sun set with him.

The afterglow falls on the sparkling lake, reflecting an orange-red light, and the sound of the waves lapping on the shore seems to be singing the song of the sunset.

Qi Ling's eyes were calm and blurred, as if she was immersed in the beautiful scenery. The breeze blew her hair gently, and some of it fell on Su Mo's face, causing a tickling feeling.

Who is this.

Why did you come up and lean on my shoulder?

Su Mo was confused by the sudden appearance of the girl. He was sure that he did not recognize her.

But suddenly, Su Mo felt that the girl gave him a vague sense of familiarity, as if he had seen her before somewhere.

Why do I have this completely contradictory feeling?

Without any warning, an indescribable pain came from deep inside his skull, as if hundreds of needles were pricking his brain. Su Mo tightened his hands and grasped his hair, and heard a low groan of pain from his mouth. There was also pain on his forehead. Fine beads of sweat broke out.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't relieve the unbearable pain, and the severe headache made his thinking chaotic.

Deep in his consciousness, some vague images began to emerge. He saw strange faces and strange places.

He tried to capture these images, but the harder he tried, the more severe the pain became. All the images were fleeting, broken and chaotic, leaving no impression.

Qi Ling did not panic because of Su Mo's sudden change. She just held his arm firmly and still looked at the lake calmly. Her voice was low and soft: "Mo Mo, this place does not belong to you. It's time for you to wake up."

The pain in his skull gradually spread to his entire body. Su Mo's breathing was rapid and irregular, and he was shaking every time he inhaled and exhaled. Those broken memories continued to appear in his mind, and were erased silently by some force. .

The boundary between reality and illusion became blurred, and he seemed to be trapped in a bottomless abyss from which he could not escape.

Just as Su Mo was struggling in pain, a scream suddenly sounded from behind: "Who are you?!"

Perhaps because they had not waited until their son came home, Su Xun and Li Huishu came to the lake to look for someone. When they saw Su Mo holding his head and shaking, they rushed over anxiously.

"What are you doing! Let go of my son! Don't you see how uncomfortable he is? Let him go!"

One of the couple, Su Xun and Li Huishu, grabbed Qiling's hair and tried to pull her away from Su Mo, while the other kicked and beat her hard.

"Dong dong dong——" Qi Ling suffered heavy blows continuously, and a few punches hit her head directly, causing blood to flow from her nose.

But she still held Su Mo's arm and didn't let go no matter how hard Su Xun and Li Huishu fought. Blood dripped down her chin and dyed the front of her clothes red.

Fringe underground laboratory.

Qi Ling has been connected to the terminal brain device at this time, and is using it to convert her consciousness into wave signals, which are projected to Su Mo through the ground spacecraft, thereby affecting the content of his hallucinations and trying to help him break free from them.

Since terminal equipment is currently technically immature, it would be extremely burdensome to use it forcibly, and ordinary people simply cannot bear it.

But Qi Ling is different. As an artificial receptor born in a laboratory, she has a special constitution. She was subjected to the impact of super brain experiments for a long time in the Morning Star Garden of Eden when she was a child, and her tolerance is far beyond that of ordinary people.

And according to the data, the burden of using terminal brain equipment is similar to the overload mode of the super brain experiment, which is still within the range that Qi Ling can bear. As long as the output power is controlled well and does not overclock or time out.

Due to this consideration, in the future, we can only agree to let Qi Ling connect to the computer device. After all, there is no other way to wake up Su Mo.

To be on the safe side, a program safety lock is set up in the control system in the future to monitor the feedback data in real time. If Qi Ling's body cannot bear it, she can cut off the terminal brain device at any time.

At this time, the computer device had been running for some time. Looking at the various data on the screen in the future, he frowned and muttered: "No, even if the power is increased to such a high level and the safety limit is reached, the situation still has not improved significantly."

Just when the future was in trouble, the data on the screen suddenly fluctuated, and the power curve of the computer device rose a bit, and its peak value exceeded the safety red line.

Her expression suddenly changed: "What's going on? Isn't there a safety lock?"

She pulled up the source code and took a look, and was shocked to find that the underlying system had been modified at some point, and the original security lock was missing.

The current operating logic of the system is that as long as Su Mo's physical data has not returned to normal, the output power of the brain device will increase step by step, completely ignoring the user's life signal until Su Mo wakes up.

There is only one possible way to modify this madness with logic.

Future looked at Qi Ling lying in the computer device and exclaimed: "You change my underlying code? Are you crazy??!!"

Qi Ling's consciousness had already entered Su Mo's hallucination through the terminal brain device, and it was impossible to respond to the future. Only the preset program took over everything.

When he saw Qi Ling's red vital signs data on the screen, Future was already breaking into a cold sweat and shouted: "Central control! Adjust the output power of the computer device to 30% of the original value!"

The central control's steady voice sounded: "Sorry, your permission level is not enough, and the adjustment request has been rejected."

Future's eyes were unfocused and he said in despair: "You will die if you continue like this."

"Cough!" As soon as she finished speaking, there was a violent coughing and wheezing sound behind her.

Looking back in the future, the scene in front of her made her heart freeze.

I saw Qi Ling in the terminal device constantly trembling, vomiting blood, and the scarlet liquid completely dyed the skirt of her clothes red.

Su Mo felt like two forces were tearing apart in his consciousness, as if two huge hands were pulling back and forth, fighting for him on the boundary between illusion and reality.