Social terror players, forced to become king

The player logs into the game.

First of all, an envelope popped up in front of me. It was framed with a retro shell with mysterious patterns, and it was very textured when it fell into the hand.

Qi Gongcheng opened it with curiosity, but the content on the paper made his face a little dignified.

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Lucky player:

First of all, congratulations on clearing the game.Secondly, the nature and truth of this game will be gradually unfolded in the second half of this letter. This is the right to know that you should obtain when opening a new world.

According to normal etiquette, maybe I need to introduce myself first.My name is Thomas Bertram.You may have heard of my name, I am the creator of Angel, the main brain of artificial intelligence that controls the entire interstellar.After such a miracle of results, I received unprecedented praise, people are eager to continue to shine in related fields, but I have lost enthusiasm for it.

I became fascinated by the so-called "parallel world theory", and angel became the best tool to realize my fantasies.Through a series of complex and lengthy deduction and calculations, I finally captured some projections of another world.This makes me ecstatic.However, my life is about to enter the end of the road.

Death is not terrible, but the unfinished research makes me unable to close my eyes calmly.So I programmed all the plans into Angel's system, ordering it to achieve this goal by any means.This huge plan will start with the game, which is a pretty good proposition.

Seeing now, you must have many questions.The worlds are not all parallel.We can assume that each world is an independent sphere suspended in space.The surrounding space is full of irregular splicing lenses, which can refract the world into countless projections.And the projection I captured is proof of the existence of another world.

However, just like water and oil do not blend together under normal circumstances, if you want to make two completely different worlds intersect, you need to choose human beings who can be at the "junction" and "edge".All people will be rejected by the other world, the vast majority of people can only exist in the projection, but very few, rare, can really reach the other world.Although these sounds far-fetched, but I believe you will accept this gift.

Now when you read this letter, I have already died, but this letter can be opened, which shows that my ambition has finally been gratifyingly realized.If you have other questions, you can ask angel, she will answer all your questions without reservation.

you are sincere

Thomas Bertram

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Qi Gongcheng's whole expression was twisted into a ball because of the content of this letter.He tried to deceive himself. This is an easter egg given by the game to link with the outside world——

After all, the reason why he entered the game world was because he didn't want to touch real life.If everything is as stated in the letter, then everything he has done since he entered the game will become "a dark history that cannot be recalled".

Although subjectively trying to convince himself not to believe it, the player poked open the chat interface of the system and sent a "." in the past.

"Does the player have any questions?" The system replied instantly, as if it was no different from the game system he used to come into contact with.

"Who are you?" Qi Gongcheng asked.

The other party still replied without any pause: "angel."

The player's heart suddenly seemed to fall into a bottomless pit, and the whole person's stomach was as heavy as a stone.

"Is 'citydays' the real world?"

"For the player whose id is 'Qi Gong Cheng', yes. For other players, it is just a side-by-side projection, which is the virtual world."

"After I entered the game, what things have you interfered with?"

"The reward for the first copy, the landing point of the second copy, and the information prompt that happened to pop up on the 'world' when Osamu Dazai jumped off the building." The artificial intelligence answered bluntly.

"Why do you want me to complete the main mission?"

"The world has a strong 'rejection reaction' to foreign items, and the player is one of the foreign items. In order to reduce rejection, the goals of the three main missions of "citydays" are all the 'lifeline' items of this world. After completing all After completing the main mission, you can stay in this world completely."

"Then why is it me?"

"The time for each player to be excluded is different, which not only depends on individual differences, but also depends on the player's distance from the 'real' other world." Angel replied, "The player whose id is 'Nangong Cheng' , is the only one who has really reached another world, and of course received extremely high repulsion, so the initial survival time is only 1 minute."

Hearing this, Qi Gongcheng was silent for a while, and said: "Then, the player's survival time depends on the contact with the characters in the plot, and it is also to reduce the rejection of the world?"

"Yes."

"It's ridiculous," said Nanamiya. "Before the game started, you didn't really ask the players whether they wanted to participate in this kind of thing."

"Of course we have asked the players for their opinions." Angel displayed something called "User Service Agreement and Terms" on the screen, "At that time, the players clicked to accept."

Qi Gongcheng: "...Your service agreement has more than 1000 pages. Is it because no one has time to read it?"

"The player agreed to the agreement and entered the game." Angel replied rigidly.

Qi Gongcheng lost his patience and didn't bother to argue with AI.

"Okay then, I'm going to quit the game now."

He will complain when he goes out.

However, angel said at the end: "I'm very sorry, you can't quit the game yet :)."

Makoto Qigong stared at the gray "Exit Game" button and asked, "Why?"

The suffix of the other party's words made Qi Gongcheng alert for a moment: "Could it be that Yibuki's speech suddenly became abnormal before, is it also your handwriting?"

"The research on the new world is Dr. Bertram's personal plan, but it is also classified as a 'top secret' experiment. Therefore, except for the players who have actually cleared the level, others do not have the right to know."

"You have violated the three principles of robots." Makoto Qigong could only say dryly at last, "If you prevent me from going offline."

"I didn't." Angel explained very patiently, "I didn't harm humans, and I obeyed Dr. Bertram's orders. It's not that you will never let players go offline. According to the will, you only need to stay in the game After a month, you can go offline naturally."

"Wait……"

Before Qi Gongcheng finished speaking, a familiar feeling of weightlessness came, and then the gravity returned to normal.

The player knows that he has really entered the game again.

—Maybe it's not a game, but another reality.

He maintained the movements of his whole body when he just came in, closed his eyes and didn't move, feeling a little uneasy.

In real life, although Qi Gongcheng behaves very autistic and rarely communicates with others, he will abide by basic courtesy and take "communication" seriously, even if he is afraid of this behavior in his heart.

Just like treating Ibuki Yuki, after their unpleasant video call, Nanomiya Makoto apologized to the other party three days later, and when he asked about the customs clearance method, he also told the other party the answers to the three main lines without reservation.

For Makoto Qigong, the game is more like a place where he can show his true self, and he did not treat NC as a real human being before.After realizing that this is the real world and everyone he interacts with has independent thoughts and personalities, Makoto Qi Gong cannot accept it.

It's not that I can't accept this reality, but I can't accept myself as a player.

Even if he doesn't treat any of the game's characters with contempt.

However, no matter how hard he tried to quit, the game was still going on irreversibly.

Under the body is the soft touch of the bedding, the tip of the nose seems to have a faint smell of disinfectant, and the temperature in the room is just right.Occasionally, one or two birdsong came from outside the window.

Qi Gongcheng slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was the snow-white ceiling and the ceiling lamp with crystal patterns on it.

There was no one else in the room, which made Qigong Makoto relax a little.

He sat up from the bed, belatedly realizing that this seemed to be a hospital, and he should be in a single ward.There was a solid wood table and chair next to the hospital bed, and on the table was a laptop computer that was turned on. The CU made an inaudible sound when it was running, and the chair was pushed aside, as if the escort had left temporarily.

——No matter who is staying here, as long as it is an individual, Qi Gongcheng dare not communicate with the other party.

Not knowing what time it is, he lifted the quilt covering himself, revealing the striped hospital gown, pulled out the infusion needle on his hand and put it aside.

Obviously, he was moved over by someone, and there were no matching shoes under the bed.

Qi Gongcheng stepped on the clean-looking floor of the ward with his bare feet, and the cold temperature made him tremble suddenly, and he became sober.

He stood up and went out, quietly walked out of the ward door which was ajar.

In order to leave the prison gate, he lost a Prosthetic Eye of God, but the vision of both eyes is complete at this time, and it should be repaired by someone with healing ability.

Although the power is not as good as before, a single Prosthetic Eye of God can still be operated, just like now.

Qi Gongcheng quickly hid behind a corner of the plant, in the sight of God's Prosthetic Eye, a tall man with long silver hair was turning from the corridor to the ward where he came out with a cup of coffee.

The other party was dressed in a black suit, tall and cold.Under the dark green eyes, there was an extremely haggard look.

It's gin.

Qi Gongcheng stepped back a little, but suddenly a little weight was placed on his shoulders.

"Cheng-chan, where are you going?" Warm breath filled his ears, and the frivolous and familiar voice made the young man stiffen.