After being spotted by the NPC boss, I blew up the system

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"Why don't you run away, are you trying to scare me to death..." The person hugged him from above, his arms tensed.

Qi Yan didn't have time to breathe calmly, and the tears on half of his face were printed on his clothes: "It's really difficult for the first time to take the exam."

From the moment Qin Mo appeared, he finally understood.

Since entering the core area, he has been set as a "reference officer" by the system.

——With the memory of the protagonist of the test question, he will tremble and cry in response to the shadow that does not belong to him at all, and even cannot control his own behavior.

At first Qi Yan didn't care, and secretly slandered that it was because memory drives emotional activities.

But when the giant rat rushed over, he realized that he had no way to avoid it.

Sam kept telling him: Die, since you will never see Alan again, then die!

Until the ear-piercing gunshot piercing through the mist appeared, Qi Yan saw through the truth: he was the test subject, and Qin Mo was the examinee.

It turns out that this is how you feel when you are in autonomous mode...

The other party had already taken off the poisoning mask and gently covered his mouth and nose, his chin was still stained with sweat from running: "It took you for Sam."

Isn't that obvious.

Not only did he regard him as Sam, but the designer has always regarded you as Alan.

"No wonder the system favors the supervisor..." Qi Yan bit his lower lip.

Because the main designer put Alan, the only surviving boy, on the spot...

Qin Mo didn't pay attention, his whole face showed a chill: "Did the system give you Sam's memory?"

He was stunned, and replied casually: "Maybe..."

As he spoke, he supported the tree trunk behind him and prepared to get up. "So the system is giving you a question this time, and you are now - have you finished answering the question?"

The other party took a deep breath, checked the person back and forth, his expression was still not good-looking: "Give me Alan's memory, and then try to make me take the initiative to find Sam, but I didn't expect Sam to be you."

"Tsk." Qi Yan stopped.

"Moreover, Alan's setting is still amnesia due to radiation, and his memory is vague." What's more, the person I have been looking for for many years appears in front of me, but I can't recognize it.

Ah, it's really difficult.

"Then how are you sure it's mine?" With half a photo that lost its color?

Qin Mo embraced him, trying not to be serious in his tone: "When you appeared in the vineyard, I remembered Alan's hometown, and there is also a vineyard there."

"When you jumped off the sculpture, there was something hidden behind you, greeted me, and I remembered that a certain Christmas, someone gave me a gift." It should be the handkerchief, a cheap buy one get one free, but Alan remembered half his life.

"I took you into the church, you sat on the pew, your face was illuminated by the candlelight, and you pretended to be happy to chat with me..." All these subtle movements and pictures can evoke Alan's memories.

"Tonight, I had a dream." The dream was muddled, and all the pictures were unclear, mixed with Qin Mo's own and Alan's.

"Fog, forest, tears..." When he woke up, the first thing he thought of was to find the strange man he met for the first time on the bench last night.

"But you're not there..." The bench was empty, not even the backpack.

"This question is very difficult to say, but it is easy to say, and it is consistent with the thinking of children doing the questions." As long as it can give you more information, you will always think it is the answer.

"I think you are the answer. So I came to the quarantine area along the only road." This place always strips people's bad past from their subconscious memory.

He saw a person crying under a dead tree, and he couldn't tell whether it was his Qi Yan or Alan's Sam.

Just want to hug him.

It's a pity that before he ran to the front, he saw the giant rat rushing towards the same direction.

"The speed of drawing the gun and shooting even exceeded my expectations."

Qi Yan smiled slightly, and moved the hand holding his clothes to Qin Mo's neck to caress. "Sounds like a good boyfriend."

The good boyfriend didn't acknowledge this honor, because the crisis just now completely extinguished his joking heart.

"Ah, don't be angry." Qi Yan could see it naturally, "Aren't I fine?"

"Not angry." The other party pursed his lips, took that hand, and checked it carefully.After confirming that there were no wounds, I was relieved, "Since the system brought us here, it is nothing more than wanting us to go back to the way we used to be."

"Well." He lowered his head and smiled: "Then what should we do, Mr. Supervisor?"

Qin Mo had no choice but to protect him: "All you have to do is, don't move around."

After all, he took out the gun with one hand.

The arm with smooth lines was raised, and the direction of the muzzle was aimed at the bush not far away.

"Squeak..."