Years of ignorance of wine and dipped lips

Chapter 42

After sleeping in the dungeon for a long time, sleeping in my own room became very awkward, and I woke up in the middle of the night.

The moon is a little curved, and the eyes are a little swollen.

If I can't sleep, I have to find something to do, so I remembered that Elder Xue said that he was waiting for me.

I set off immediately.

The window of his dormitory was still bright, and he didn't sleep yet. He stuffed candied fruit into his mouth with one hand, and flipped through the story book with the other, with a bewildered smile on his lips.

I opened the door and came in. He was so frightened that he almost lit the book with a wick. He stared at me and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with your eyes? Did you get hit?"

"No, it's just not nice to meet people."

"Who?"

"A mispicked litter."

"What a mess, you sit first." He closed the doors and windows, made sure that no one could hear us, and then returned to the table, solemnly said: "Come to the showdown, I know you are not from this world just like me .”

I didn't expect such explosive news when it came up, and I said in a daze, "Then how did you get here?"

"He worked overtime for a month and was sent to the ICU, and he traveled here after waking up." He stuffed another candied fruit into his mouth. "It's ridiculous, isn't it? Tell me about it."

"I fell asleep while sweeping the snow before I could start work."

"Your occupation is a cleaner? I can't tell. I thought they were all grandparents."

"It's about the same, cleaning up robots in the battlefield, not sweeping the streets and sweeping corpses."

His smile froze for a moment. "Why don't we check the code, what's the next sentence of the odd change even the same?"

I silently extinguished the candle and turned on the electronic code on the signal receiver. In the dark, the characters SWP-79 exuded a cold silver light, and detailed information such as instructions for use and precautions were projected on the wall.

"Damn, it's really a robot." Elder Xue swears because he was too shocked. "Such a realistic robot... No, why do robots also wear books?"

"Book?"

"Yeah, this is actually the world in the book." Seeing that I was still puzzled, he explained: "When I was in school, novels about transmigrating books were very popular, and one of the common worldviews was fantasy fairy tales."

He snapped his fingers like a few treasures, "For example, I dressed up as the sick beauty Shizun with the same name as me. Anywhere is good. The only disadvantage is that it is too poisonous. Even the words are poisonous. I offended half of the people in the book. The probability of cannon fodder is a bit high..."

"I don't quite understand." I interrupted Elder Xue who was talking non-stop, "According to what you said, there is Elder Xue in this book, so why didn't I dress up as the character in the book?"

"Maybe it's because of the special situation of robots. However, although I haven't read a book about robot time travel, I still know similar literary works."

"What is it?"

"Doraemon, childhood classic."

"..."

I am helpless. "Even Doraemon knows it, it seems that you are quite nostalgic."

"What, I was born in the millennium."

"Which millennium?"

"2000."

"3000?"

We who said the year with one voice fell into silence.

"I thought I was outrageous enough, but I didn't expect you to be even more outrageous." Elder Xue was the first to break the silence, "But it doesn't matter. Although the time is different, it is the same world. Lu Xun said that the same world , the same dream, we will be good brothers in the future, brother, in fact, when I was a child, there was a popular song called the first snow in 2002, do you also have a song called the first snow in 3002? No It is said that fashion is a circle..."

"Stop—so far, I believe you are from the 21st century, but it is impossible to wear a book." I said sternly, "Not to mention that modern mechanical papermaking is different from ancient books that can be preserved for thousands of years. The method is highly acidic, easy to harden and become brittle, and its lifespan is usually only a few decades. It is impossible for paper books of your era to survive until the 31st century; The amount of information in the entire world?"

I reach out to him. "Don't substitute literary creation into reality, give me actual evidence."

"Are all your robots so serious? We're really wearing books!" He anxiously began to gesticulate. "I'm bound to the system! The book-transmitting system!"

"Then, show me the system."

"In my head, I occasionally hear the system issue tasks." Elder Xue looked horrified, "You don't want to open my head, do you? Do you have any experience in surgery?"

I signaled the noisy Elder Xue to shut up temporarily, and then started to scan his brain.

Sure enough, a microchip was implanted under the skin behind the ear.

It is not only the so-called "Book Transmitting System", but also the container of his spiritual body.

[Connection attempt——]

【connection succeeded! 】

A new interface was instantly displayed on the iris, and there was a long and endless list of historical tasks. The most recent ones included "Find the hidden King Scorpion from the Jing Mansion", "Receive Jing Nian under the Wuyun Sect.", "Guaranteed Crossing Industry Conference" The plan for the last Jingnian has been successfully completed." Wait, the signature of the executor is marked at the end of each task.

I read: "Xue Jiajia?"

Elder Xue didn't understand, so he said, "What's wrong? Have you seen my system?"

"It's okay, I just didn't expect to be able to wear books by this name."

I put away the task bar, and the panel suddenly darkened like a fog, all the icons disappeared, and there was only a slit in the field of vision, the light flowed out from the slit, the center of the slit did not break, and the light became stronger , almost blinding.At the last second when the haze engulfed my vision, I could vaguely see clearly.

That's not a slit, it's an erect eye.

After the visual restart, the interface has been restored to its original state, with only a few lines left.

[Task progress: 50%]

[Final Mission: Rescue the character "Jing Nian"]

[Final Reward: Unlock the title of "Prophet"]

[Note: The Prophet can travel freely between the two worlds. 】

"How? I didn't lie to you, as long as you complete the task, you can become a prophet and leave this book world."

"No, I'm even more sure now that I'm not wearing a book."

Tasks, rewards, free access... It's clearly a game.

It can also explain why there are a large number of traces of outsiders here: they are all left by the players.

Many games do not set a save point in Novice Village, and you can only leave after completing the task.Apparently, a Prophet is an advanced player who can log in and out of the game at will.

The strange thing is, if it is just a novice task, why is it marked with the last word, as if becoming a prophet can clear the level, it is clear that the prophet is still active in the game and has a lot of influence.

But apart from Novice Village, I can't think of any other reason to explain why you can only log out of the game after completing the mission.

"You mean, instead of wearing a book, I logged into a game?" Xue Jiajia was so shocked that she no longer had the heart to eat candied fruit. "Is there really such a game?"

"In the original world, if you live a few decades longer, you can wait until the holographic game is released in your lifetime."

Although it is an understatement, in fact, in this game, each player's task should be different, otherwise Jing Nian would be surrounded by suspicious people like Xue Jiajia.But it can be seen that it has an astonishing number of story lines, comparable to the real world, and such a complete game is extremely rare.

"I can't accept that I've worked so hard to stay in Xinshou Village. As you can see, this Jingnian is too difficult to deal with, and you can't get in. The plot I know is limited, and there are changes at any time."

"Think about it. With your book-traveling logic, the mission revolves around the protagonist. The protagonist must be the most difficult to clear."

"Don't talk sarcasticly, aren't you the closest to him? Good brother, help me with the task, and write books together in the future."

"Jing Nian and I have already broken up." When I was mentioned something troublesome, I immediately got up and wanted to leave. "You try to force quit the game."

"Master and apprentice, you actually want to die for the master?" Xue Jiajia wailed, "Don't you want to go back to the original world?"

"I want to, but the headquarters is unwilling to take me back. In fact, I think it is the headquarters that put me in the game."

"Then what is this headquarters you're talking about planning?"

"I don't know."

"Don't you want to know?"

Of course I wanted to.

But I don't want to get entangled with Jing Nian anymore.

Don't want to be disappointed again.

Just about to close the door, Xue Jiajia's voice came faintly. "But, the ultimate mission is to save Jingnian, don't you care?"

"Salvation is too broad a word, who knows what it means?"

"What if it's the most extreme case?"

the most extreme case.

That is, with the development of the plot, Jing Nian will die.

My eyelids started to twitch unnaturally. "If that's the case, I'm helpless."

I was too weak, too hesitant.

Xue Jiajia stared at me for a while, then said haha. "I'm just guessing, don't worry. Since my player system has been connected to you, let's contact you anytime."