Quick Wear: When the Villain Holds the Strategy Script

It's another rainy day.

Chi Jibai sat quietly in a wheelchair, his eyes passing through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, staring quietly at the gloomy sky and fine rain outside the window.

The world outside the window seemed to be shrouded in a thin layer of fog, making everything look blurry and unreal.

Chi Jibai watched all this silently, his eyes were extremely focused, as if he could see something deeper through the rain.

However, the slightly trembling hands placed on the armrest of the wheelchair had already exposed his deep inner anxiety and thoughts.

The ward was filled with the smell of disinfectant and medicine, and the sound of raindrops and Chi Jibai's breathing were intertwined.

The 37-year-old was injured during a peacekeeping mission last month and had to be transferred to hospital.

Logically speaking, he has never liked rain, but for some reason, rainy days make him feel particularly at ease, and even the pain in his body seems insignificant.

"You have to take the medicine, take it! Officer Han has already said that he will come to see you soon. If you don't take the medicine, I will complain. Oh, you are so stubborn. It's okay that you didn't take the medicine before, but why don't you take it now?"

Liang Kunyu said helplessly.

He was the policeman who took care of Chi Jibai in the police station room. Who would have thought that after all these twists and turns, he is still the one taking care of Chi Jibai.

However, after he saw Chi Jibai's expression, a look of reluctance appeared on his face. After putting down the medicine, he quietly left the ward.

Today is the anniversary of Officer Shen’s death, so let’s not rush him for now.

Chi Jibai sat in the wheelchair, and he didn't know how long he had been in a daze.

After being injected with a stamina-enhancing drug, he was indeed stronger than a special forces soldier, but he did not live long.

During the last mission, he told others that he was injured during the process, but in fact, Chi Jibai's body was overloaded and he vomited blood and fainted immediately.

Over the past few years, Chi Jibai would occasionally have an attack of illness and forget some things that happened in the past.

The memories of the past became increasingly blurred, and he couldn't even confirm which memories were real.

"Do you really trust your memory?"

Over the years, Mr. has always been his nightmare, and the tragic situation of No. 017 kept appearing in front of him.

Sir, the Pig, the Snake, and those people in the Old Testament are all dead.

But Chi Jibai couldn't tell whether they drowned in the sea or shot themselves to death.

More importantly, Chi Jibai began to lose track of whether Shen Yuzhi had ever existed.

When he tried to search on the Internet, the pictures he found were different from his vague memory. Even when he asked people around him, they all denied that they had ever had a brother, but only said that he had a good relationship with a deceased police officer named Shen.

No…not the Officer Shen in his memory.

Did Shen Yuzhi really exist, or was this person a complete figment of my imagination?

Chi Jibai knew very well that he should not look for evidence in his memories because they would no longer count if they were out of date, but he still recalled the past countless times.

He clearly remembered that there was such a person.

Chi Jibai subconsciously touched a finger on his left hand, but it was bare and there was nothing on it.

His heartbeat started to quicken again, but Chi Jibai stubbornly refused to take medicine.

For some reason, he had an inexplicable aversion to drugs.

Whenever he saw the pale hospital bed and pills, Chi Jibai would always feel a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart, as if these things would erode his body and take away his most precious thing - the memory related to someone.

He couldn't explain the feeling, but he was also stubborn enough not to take any pills even if he was hurt.

Chi Jibai knew that doing so might make his condition worse, but he didn't care.

I've only had you for three short years, but it takes me years to acknowledge your existence.

In countless dreams, Chi Jibai would recall the feeling of falling into the deep sea.

In fact, at that moment, he knew what he was about to lose, but some things cannot be expressed in a few words.

Chi Jibai closed his eyes, holding back the sour feeling, but big tears rolled down his cheeks and exploded like raindrops outside the window.

At this moment, a "clang" sound was heard in the ward. Chi Jibai turned his head and saw a silver ring that had fallen from somewhere fell to the ground, rolled a few times and landed at his feet.

Chi Jibai suddenly lost his voice, staring blankly at the somewhat familiar ring, his knuckles turning white from his clenched fists.

After a while, he suddenly laughed. His skin was still as pale as before, but he looked particularly handsome when he laughed, adding a bit of green brilliance to the gray ward.

It has never stopped raining in my life, but fortunately there have been brief sunny days.

After an unknown amount of time, Han Cheng came hurriedly.

He is old, but still alone. When he heard that Chi Jibai was injured and returned to Jiangcheng for recuperation, he put aside what he was doing and rushed to the ward.

Chi Jibai was entrusted to his care by Officer Shen, so how come he is sick now!

Pushing open the door to the ward, the room was quiet. Chi Jibai's hand was slumped beside the wheelchair, but on his finger, which was covered with many small wounds, there was a silver ring.

Han Cheng slowly approached and looked at him. Chi Jibai had his eyes closed, looking calm and composed.

The rain outside stopped, and the rain of life also stopped.

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"The host's simulated body is completely dead."

"Main quest completed"

"Transmitting——"

"Synchronously extracting memory... Extraction failed, try to extract again, extraction successful! "

Shen Yuzhi was brought back to the main god space, but this time was different. The system, which had never made any mistakes in the past, was extracted twice this time.

Before Shen Yuzhi could stand firm, a data clone of the system appeared in front of him. After repeatedly scanning Shen Yuzhi, it gradually disappeared.

Shen Yuzhi lowered his eyes, his expression normal, and cleaned himself up as usual after completing any mission. Then he lay heavily on the soft sofa, watching what tricks the other hosts had created.

But beneath the calm surface, there are turbulent waves.

His memory is still there.

No, to be more precise, the memory of Chi Jibai is still there.

In the past, after a mission was completed, the memories would be extracted to replenish the small world, leaving Shen Yuzhi with only extremely vague memories.

At the same time, the system also says that this is a protection mechanism for the host to prevent the host from going insane due to the mixing of too many memories from other worlds.

It is said that the previous system would not extract the host's memory, until a host went crazy after failing a mission, and the rules were changed.

But now, Shen Yuzhi remembers everything about Chi Jibai.

The system was apparently concerned about the error in the memory retrieval process and rescanned it several times.

The system rarely makes such a big fuss, as if it is trying to confirm whether he has really forgotten.

Why is this time different?

Shen Yuzhi pretended to be sleepy and closed his eyes on the sofa.

Shen Yuan.

When he left the small world, he used the Abyss.

Was it Chen Yuan who protected him and helped him avoid memory extraction?

The magic weapon Chen Yuan has been in Shen Yuzhi's hands for a long time, so long that Shen Yuzhi no longer knows when he got it.

But because of this, Shen Yuzhi remembered more things.

protagonist.

The vague figure in his memory during his previous missions seemed to be Chi Jibai.

Impossible, how could the protagonists of different small worlds be the same...

Shen Yuzhi did not delve into this issue. As long as he continued to carry out the mission and retained his memory, he would be able to discover the trick.