The Survival Game Chapter 450: Slave Matrix
lnmao.org, the fastest update to the latest chapter of the survival game!
The surrounding is a special material structure, allowing us to easily see everything, how the people below play the game, how to wake up, and how to be assigned when they are unconscious.
Everything circulated under my feet, and I also saw faces that looked exactly like my old expressions.
He found the howler, he protected the wrong object, he killed all the good identities alone, very good, none of this has caused any change because of my behavior, just like that classic sentence The lines are the same.
I think how great I am, but the earth is still spinning after you are separated from you. It is useless to bring about any disasters and fears. On the contrary, if people leave the society one day, I believe the feeling that I will definitely make you break down. At this time Even if it is his own enemy, he would even be eager to humiliate himself face to face.
At least let me know that I am still alive.
"We are almost ready."
I couldn't help but smile at the corner of my mouth as I looked at the glove that I had just seized from Nuo 11 in my hand.
To be honest, this time is really the favor of Goddess of Luck, otherwise I don't know what direction things will go in. Without the help of the silk thread on this glove, I definitely can't control Wang Qiang like a monster.
When the strength is limited to a certain level, it is just pure brutality, but after exceeding a certain limit, even the body can be comparable to some armors. I understand that what I see on his body is more miracles, and even some movies and TV cartoons. The so-called superpower that can only be seen in the middle.
Here, just like the healing effect I have at hand, when I faced the final boss of this flight, when I decided that this might be the last and most cruel and powerful enemy in my life, even if it had a little insignificance. , Even the seemingly ridiculous ability is a great help.
At least it gives me the courage to continue to stand in this strange space.
Kaka, the key on the other side of Wang Qiang’s hand is a great shortcut to open the door. I don’t even want to think of the details. The more I realize that his death is a fulfillment to me, my own despicableness and selfishness As if magnified countless times under a microscope.
"Come on."
I pushed open the almost inconspicuous secret door, and when there was a heavy noise and a familiar breath oncoming, I finally understood that this was a small dark room.
It's just how I got here in the first place, and who did the operation is no longer important.
"Here..."
Familiar voices are waiting for me. When I walked into the dark space of the ice spirit, the invisibly rising blue light was as strange as a certain legendary religious ceremony.
"Is there no one else here."
Swipe, I turned around and looked at the retreat behind me for the first time, but I often found out how incomplete my thinking was after I decided. The layout here is still the same as when I chose the scientist status before, and everything seems to have not changed , It’s just that those pipes and some equipment are gone, and an LCD screen is added.
"Welcome to the room of the victor. You have proved by your actions that your companion is just a burden. You have used courage to end other people’s lives. Now you have no worries, but why do you reject my greatness? What about gifts, ha."
Weird laughter seems to be crying. The so-called uglier laughter than crying is this kind of urination. I saw the picture on the screen in front of me in a daze, and then I realized that the black hand was so close and so empty.
"You are not there, are you?"
"Iz... let me think about what kind of anger makes you use this tone to communicate with the person who gave you life. I know you may be disappointed, and I believe that I will not live to let you I left, but I’m still willing to give you a third chance. Of course, this is also a multiple-choice question, haha! There are two answers for entertainment!"
The black hand's body is neither tall nor thin. Even in such a clear picture, I still can't see any information under that mask.
The very pale mask, spreading like a whirlpool, seems to be my hatred. Only those eyes are the dullest, but also the deepest, evil eyes I have ever seen in my life.
"Is it just a pastime for you, you behind the curtain, I really want to meet you face to face, so..."
Fate is always surprisingly similar, nothing more than the weaving of emotions is so single, we seem to have joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, but when we truly stand at the crossroads of choice, there is very little room for choice.
"A bottle is a bargaining chip to start the game, and a bottle is a bargaining chip to restore your past life. I think you actually want to ask yourself! Which one is it, which one is what you want... …But, even if I don’t know it myself, I won’t tell you any clues."
It’s very interesting. When a small platform appeared in the depression of the wall with the same amount of potion on it, I was almost confused by the different colors, and I even tried every possible way to think about it like Wang Qiang and Liu Nian just now. It's totally different for me.
I understand that if I make a mistake, I may be as involuntary as they are, and I am also a failure myself. Even if I avoid the painful heart, I can’t cover up the pale reality. I never saw it with my own eyes. The deity of the black hand.
Slap! I threw out the debris on the ground angrily, and the screen was instantly torn apart, but it matched the black hand's costume and mask very well.
"What an interesting choice, it seems that you already have the answer, but the feeling of powerlessness is still burning in your heart. Now you definitely don’t want to restore the memories of the past, but at the same time you can’t choose which one That's the cup that opened the chips. It's a pleasant torture."
He sighed and disappeared on the screen in a daze, and at this moment, I was so angry that I could hardly vent it. I realized that I was fooled by the black hand again.
Fuck! The anger in my mind can almost be condensed into things. He pressed my heart heavily and made every breath of hatred flame.
"Forget it, it's better to make a choice instead of wasting time. As expected, red and blue are incompatible."
The dramatic thing is that the colors of the two bottles happen to be red and blue. What is different from the last time is that I definitely need to re-think independently, otherwise just taking the old ideas from the last time will delay the rhythm.
This rhythm is the basis of victory. At this moment, it seems that there is a light and dark between me and the black hand. I am completely passive, but I understand that now as long as the hand is selected well, it is not a problem to enter the initiative instantly.
"Multi-choice questions are indeed not my strong point. I always feel that choosing one of them will always lose something, but if I just leave now..."
Dangerous thoughts are fleeting, and I gradually understand that in fact I cannot leave as I wish. In theory, recovering my memory will only continue to be trapped here, just like Liu Nian and Wang Qiang.
Whether they are alive or dead, they are often similar to the walking dead, and they still cannot get the so-called freedom, so even if they travel around the world in the name of an organization, as long as they carry this brand, they must be very restricted.
That is a kind of spiritual freedom. Although it sounds completely nihilistic or even ridiculous, the only way out in my eyes is almost to play the final game of death.
"Then, I choose red, I have confidence in myself."
It’s really not a good habit to develop an empty room and talk to yourself. However, if you want to be in this environment to ensure that you will not go crazy at any time, more dialogue is always necessary, otherwise I will really feel it It's lonely.
It is a sense of fear that will swallow your body or even your conscious soul at any time, just like people living on an isolated island, the biggest problem is never resources and others, only that you can accept this kind of life. The environment still ends my life in struggle and loneliness.
Guru... I swallowed the red glass of water roundly. When I broke the glass, a great sense of satisfaction also emerged in my heart. The result is actually completely dependent on God’s will. I only know that it’s easier than ever before, no Wandering about those **** questions, self-denying doubts!
"Here..."
And there really is a blue thing flowing in front of my eyes. That stream of light should be the instinct that I feel in my sleep or when I am unconscious, and it’s not the other way to make this judgment in my consciousness. And doing it more is based on inspiration.
If I say that the path of life I long for represents life, that is, red, and at the same time the black hand will deliberately choose red as a blinding method, this may not be impossible, but it is more of my own suspicion.
I prefer to believe that blue represents memories, because this division in emotional color still makes sense. Although I can convince myself as long as I analyze it, it is still this combination of judgment and intuition that prompted me to make a decision. .
Didi.
The sound of information came from my ears. At this moment, I was so groggy that I felt like I had returned to the university dormitory, because then I would feel this kind of atmosphere, the familiar smell and the breath of youth. There are always endless messages of myself and roommates.