Years of ignorance of wine and dipped lips

Since I was actively dreaming, I was able to witness the complete startup process of the program.

At the beginning, the eyes are all blurry pixels with low resolution, and then gradually refined and clear.

The sky covered by the mushroom cloud of the nuclear explosion, and the black snow falling down.

This is the place where I work, and it is also the reality before entering the game.

Even the song "The First Snow in 3002" began to play in my ears.

what is this?Simulate a familiar environment so that I can speed up my adaptation?

But I have been here for more than three years.

What a cumbersome and useless design.

I walked along the snow to the border, and the sound of the music gradually began to change, not randomly and disorderly, as if rearranging and combining all the notes while ensuring that they were sound.

Gradually, it turned into the piano music played by No. 3.

Although there are only seven basic notes, all music in the world is composed of them.

But why, it happened to be the number 3 piano piece?

I don't like this sense of design that is full of coincidences.

In the next second, I denied myself again, blaming everything on the inaccuracy of the speculation.It is necessary to completely compare the records of the two pieces of music before confirming.

But when I was about to calm down and listen carefully, the sound of the music suddenly flew away, as if I had gone to the sky, to the real world outside the game.

No, it's against the logic. Someone should be playing this music on the other side of reality, so I can hear it.

who is it?Is it composer No. 3 of the song?

Just thinking about it, the dreaming program has been started, and I am still lying on the bed in the dormitory.

The feeling just now is like standing at the junction of the game and reality. This kind of place is the so-called login interface.

If it's a login screen, why does it look so much like my workplace?

It was like... I was in the game from start to finish.

Not daring to think about it any further, I patted my cheeks, it's still important to get down to business.

The purpose of entering the dream is to deliver the roster of Taoist companions to Jing Nian tomorrow, and to rehearse in advance.

Having made up my mind, I set out to look for Jing Nian at Pozhen Peak.

In the dream, the morning light was twilight, and Jing Nian was wearing black clothes, meditating on the roof.

I moved the ladder and prepared to climb up. He had already seen me and thought he would be teased, but his feet lightened, and Jing Nian rode the wind to help me, and I stood steadily on the blue tile.

"Brother, what's the matter for looking for me so early?" His tone was brisk, as if he was in good spirits on a happy occasion.

As expected of someone who is going to be a Taoist couple.

I was unhappy, so I gave him a white look and said, "So you already know."

"Ok?"

"The roster of Taoist companions is so big that it will take you a long time to choose."

"I don't understand what Senior Brother means."

Are you still pretending?

I didn't want to cooperate with him, so I put my hand directly into my sleeve.

Nothing.

Strange, the roster is gone, didn't it be folded and put away before going to bed last night?

Did I get lost halfway, or is Jing Nian trying to trick me?

I looked at Jing Nian suspiciously, but he naturally put his arms around my shoulders. "Don't stand still, senior brother needs a good rest and recuperates his body."

After talking with the duck for a long time, I finally couldn't take it anymore and pushed him hard. "Nursing up for what? I'm not injured!"

As if he had expected it, he retreated to the edge of the eaves first, and I went to grab Jing Nian's hand, but he pulled it over, and both of them rolled to the ground.

His clothes were all messed up, and Jing Nian, who usually paid extra attention to his appearance, didn't care at this moment, he smiled leisurely and willfully.

"I really miss the days when I was with senior brother."

"I don't know why, I don't see him when I look up every day." I felt that Jing Nian in the dream today was particularly abnormal, and said straight to the point: "Where is the roster? If you took it away, at least tell me."

"There is no such thing as a roster." Jing Nian narrowed his eyes, put his palm between his eyebrows, blocking the golden light of the rising sun, and was as ethereal and cunning as a mountain spirit and wild ghost.

"Why not? Elder Xue gave it to me with his own hands. They are all Taoist couples of the right age that he picked for you."

"Brother, have you forgotten?" Jing Nian said word by word. "When we were in the ice lake a few days ago, you and I have become Taoist couples."

I was very surprised, before the difference between dream and reality was only Jing Nian's weapon, but now even our relationship has changed qualitatively!I stammered: "Impossible! In the frozen lake... Didn't I cause you to fail in breaking through the realm? Xue Jiajia also said that dual cultivation is not like that... Anyway, I never agreed!"

"Yes, but after returning from the ice lake, senior brother still wants to have a skin-to-skin relationship with me. I also asked senior brother if he knows what kind of relationship can do this kind of thing. So, senior brother acquiesced to be my Taoist companion .”

how so?The details of the described process are all consistent, but the result is completely different. In reality, Jing Nian is getting more and more distant from me, but in the dream, it has become a smooth sailing and a happy relationship.

Where is the problem?

Jing Nian is used to me falling into the sluggish period of calculation from time to time, and he doesn't urge me to answer, but slowly tightens his arms, wrapping me in his arms, with a gentle and dangerous tone. "If you can't figure it out, you can think about it slowly. If you can't remember it, you can recall it slowly. I will always wait for you, brother, whether it's in a dream or anywhere."

It was as if a string snapped in my brain.

Immediately, thoughts rushed out like a flood that broke a bank.

It turned out that the problem was with Jing Nian.

In other words, it was Jing Nian in this dream.

With trembling hands, I gently caressed his cheek, and then spread my little finger around his ear pinna hidden under the hair.

【Start signal detection】

[Detected a microchip under the skin behind the ear]

[Confirmed to be the same chip as Xue Jiajia, it is a "player system". 】

【connection succeeded--】

[Current player name: Three]

"You are No. 3." The anger of being deceived made me tighten my fingers, and my nails almost sank into his flesh. "Why do you have to pretend to be Jing Nian?"

"Wrong, this is my true face." He said, tore off a piece of sleeve at random, tied it in front of his eyes, dipped his fingers in gold powder, and drew a vertical pupil on it casually.

The moment the last stroke was made, his face and voice became strange to me.

The black satin in the hands of the prophets has such an effect. It does not cover the eyes of the prophets themselves, but the eyes of other people. On the number.

It is equivalent to a prop for advanced players.

Therefore, the last time I saw No. 3, I didn't recognize that his face was exactly the same as Jing Nian's.

But that's not important, I have more important things to confirm.

"Since when did you sneak into my precognitive dreams, what nonsense are you talking about... Taoist companions and the like, what are your intentions?"

"Prophetic dream? Brother, you actually think this is a precognitive dream?" No. 3 seemed to hear some joke, and laughed so crazy that even tears flowed out, soaking the gold powder on the satin surface, and the props failed. I was able to see His sad eyes were so intense that they almost engulfed me.

But I didn't want to comfort this lunatic, I just said plainly: "Don't call me senior brother, there shouldn't be any relationship between us."

"It's nothing to do with it." He repeated my words again. In fact, this is Jing Nian's mouth habit, especially when he is angry.

I said irritably: "Are you a repeater? Can you talk well?"

No. 3 stopped laughing, and instead took out the Zhijing. Every time he saw the Zhijing in his dream, the tassels on the handle of the whip were all bright red. I don’t know how much blood he drank to change from the original azure color to this.

I thought I offended him, and I was about to be taught a lesson. Who knew that Jing passed me and smashed the house behind me into broken tiles. No. 3 swung his whip with a cold face, and then retracted it, again and again, until he smashed the house in his dream. Everything was destroyed into ruins before stopping, and looked at me calmly: "Okay, then I won't call you brother, what do you want me to call you?"

"SWP-79, I am..."

"You are the crystallization of the most cutting-edge technology of the 31st century, the perfect bionic robot." He read out what I wanted to say, and continued, "In this case, if you recall what I said, you will understand everything. Because you Very smart, not stupid at all."

I started to replay the record of the conversation with No. 3, starting from the last time in Wudingya.

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【Reading data】

"I don't like this song either."

"Then you still play?"

"But for one person, I have pondered until now."

"Who?"

"My fellow Taoist."

"Your Taoist companion is dead?"

"No, not dead, just forget me."

……

[In order to speed up the reading, we will only call out the key information from the other party's words for summary. 】

"Forget, it's not hateful."

"Because the game is restarted after clearing the level, the data is cleared, and of course the NPC can't remember the player."

"You and I have known each other for many years and have never met before."

"Maybe I was born to be your trash, your number three."

"Have you ever dreamed?"

"See you in a dream."

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For a while, he was enlightened.

It turned out that I took it for granted.

It was never a precognitive dream here.

Instead, the remaining data from the last round of the game played back in his mind in the form of these ambiguous dreams.

And every time the development of dream and reality is so synchronized, it can only mean that these two rounds of games are started by No. 3.

He was "Jing Nian" in the last round of the game.

Well, forget about his companion after restarting the game.

it's me.

It seems that my previous suspicions have been verified, and I really am the NPC who has been staying in the game.

But, why did he restart the game?

Also, since the new account "No. 3" has been created in this round of the game, "Jing Nian", as the game account he created in the last round of the game, is a "player manipulative character", not an NPC, logically speaking , should not appear in this round of the game.

Unbelievable, the unmanned game characters have awakened their self-awareness, how did they do it?