"Fu Sheng originally made so many helmets, and every helmet seemed to be used.
Pass." Han Fei took off the No. 1 helmet. With his strength, he almost couldn't hold it firmly: "The helmet
The inner wall is severely damaged, and these solidified debris should be flesh and blood. Who did Mr. Fu give this helmet to?"
Han Fei wanted to know which unlucky guy was targeted by Fu Sheng like him.
"Some helmets can still be opened normally, and there seems to be something retained inside.
Do you want to try it?" Du Jing looked at Han Fei kindly, but she was actually very curious herself.
"I..." Han Fei was not even afraid of hatred, but he had a deep psychological shadow over the game helmet of unknown origin.
After much hesitation, Han Fei decided to give it a try.
He lay on the operating table holding the heavy No. 1 helmet, connected all the lines, and slowly put the helmet on after all the indicator lights came on.
The world in front of him was dark and devoid of anything. Han Fei felt as if he was locked in a room without light. He didn't know how big the room was, and he didn't know what the purpose of building it was.
Stretching out his hands, Han Fei couldn't touch anything, but he could vaguely hear someone whispering.
It seemed like unconscious babble in sleep, and I couldn't hear it clearly.
Han Fei walked towards the direction of the sound. There seemed to be another person in the darkness. He stood facing Han Fei. He could see everything about Han Fei, but Han Fei could not see him.
"Fu Sheng? Old building manager?" Han Fei tried to call to the other party, but the shadow was indifferent. He kept standing in the same place and watching Han Fei, obviously not moving, but no matter how Han Fei moved forward, there was still a relationship between him and Han Fei.
a distance.
This distance allows Han Fei and Heiying to see each other, but they can never touch each other.
A few minutes later, Du Jing was worried that Han Fei would have an accident, so he pressed the switch and made Han Fei exit the "game".
"What did you see?"
"In a completely dark room, there was a dark shadow standing. He didn't hurt me, he just kept looking at me like that." Han Fei was a little confused: "Is he Fu Sheng?
Why don't you say anything?"
"Would you like to try other helmets?"
"Okay." Han Fei gradually became more courageous, and he successfully overcame his phobia of gaming helmets.
Except for a handful of helmets that couldn't be started, Han Fei tried to wear almost all gaming helmets with Du Jing's help. There was a dark room in each gaming helmet, and in the middle of the room stood a familiar yet unfamiliar black figure.
"Only the last helmet is left." Han Fei went to the back of the shelf and took out the last gaming helmet from the metal box. This helmet looked like a new one, and its number was ninety-nine.
After connecting the line, Han Fei lay flat on the operating table, and his consciousness quickly entered a mental room.
"Huh?"
Mental Room No. 99 was different from the previous dark rooms. This room was blood red. Han Fei felt as if he had been led into the mind of a certain "person".
"Since you are here, it means that my soul has been completely wiped out and all traces have been erased; it also means that you have been recognized by all the ghosts and passed the test of all the shrines..." Fu Sheng's voice came from not far away,
Han Fei looked up and saw a dark figure standing next to the huge experimental table.
His body and face were wiped away, leaving only a blurry shadow.
"This is an "Easter egg" I made. It's a little surprise I left for you by taking advantage of a loophole in fate before I became the Unspeakable." The black shadow looked at Han Fei, but seemed to be looking at something else.
, it will not communicate with Han Fei, and will only read pre-set words.
"To get here, you must have suffered a lot. You have had countless brushes with death, and you have endured both physical and spiritual pain."
"I know how difficult it is for you, because even I who gave you the gaming helmet actually had malicious intentions. I have tried to resurrect in your body more than once, but judging from the current results, I should have failed.
Already."
"For me, this knot
The situation is really a bit desperate, but people like us are already used to despair."
The black shadow stepped forward and stopped next to Han Fei. He stared at Han Fei, as if staring at everything he expected.
"We have never had a good chat, and I have never asked for your opinion. I even handed over the secret of becoming a god to you without authorization, making your already painful life even darker."
"I thought about a lot of apologies and fantasized about changing my destiny, but in the end I didn't do anything."
"Actually, I really hope you don't follow my old path. You should go further and see more scenery."
"The future is in your hands. You are the most special one among all black box owners. Everyone thinks you can open the last layer of the black box."
The dark figure with a blurry face continued to walk towards Han Fei. He and Han Fei collided together, as if he had entered Han Fei's soul and never came out again.
"Disappeared? Disappeared the moment you touched me?"
While Han Fei was still wondering, the blood-colored room became dim, and dark figures erased by fate came towards him. Everyone had embraced the deepest despair, and everyone always had hope.
They left no trace in this world, and the vague shadow seemed to be just a symbol of some kind.
After the first black shadow sank into Han Fei's body, the black shadows passed by Han Fei one after another and disappeared completely.
Han Fei stared at everything in a daze. Those black figures seemed to be the previous owners of the black box. They appeared in front of Han Fei's eyes and disappeared behind Han Fei. Everyone was trying their best to bring the black box to the world.
Han Fei has something.
The black box in the back of his head was gently opened. Redemption and destruction coexisted. Layer by layer, various auras began to emerge from Han Fei's body. He seemed to have become the successor jointly selected by the previous owners of the black box.
The ghost patterns on his body became extremely complicated and sophisticated, and they seemed to be the most tragic, magnificent and beautiful paintings in the world.
The dark room disappeared, and the sun seemed to shine into my heart.
Han Fei took off the No. 99 helmet and tried to wear other gaming helmets. All the black shadows in the mental room disappeared.
"Only the most desperate people will own a black box, but every black box owner uses the most gentle way to preserve all hope and pass it on to the next successor."
Han Fei sat on the blood-stained operating table. After he received the help of the previous owners of the black box, the previous owners of the black box would disappear completely. There would be no trace of them in the world. It would be as if they had never existed. They would not
Does anyone remember them? Even Han Fei, he only knows Fu Sheng.
Black boxes were opened layer by layer, but there was still a black box in the back of Han Fei's head, and he still didn't know what was in the box.
"Han Fei, what did you see?" This was the first time Du Jing saw Han Fei showing such a complicated expression.
"We are all obviously the most desperate people, why do we still believe so firmly in the existence of hope?" Han Fei took off his gaming helmet and placed his hand gently on the helmet.
"I don't know, but I think you are such a person." Du Jing smiled and looked at Han Fei as if he were looking at his own child: "No matter what the final result is, I think you have done a good job.
, if anyone else had come here, they might not be as good as you."
"That's true. Fu Sheng is still hesitating in the small building at the 18th level. I'm already fighting for hatred..." Han Fei looked at the room with some suspense: "At first, I regarded him as the mystery of the whole world, but later
Only then did I realize that he had given me the key to becoming a god a long time ago."
Everything Han Fei did in the room was watched by Du Jing. She saw another person in Han Fei: "Let's go, you are still very young now, it is not time to miss the past."
After leaving Laboratory Zero, Han Fei mentioned another thing: "Yongsheng Pharmaceutical has the best biotechnology in the world. Can you help me make a special game chamber that can allow a still active brain to enter "
"Perfect Life"?
"We made such an attempt a few years ago. The equipment is all ready-made. Technically speaking, it is not difficult for us. It is just that entering the game now requires the permission of Deep Space Technology.
We also need the identity information of the brain." Du Jing led Han Fei directly to another laboratory.
"The owner of that brain and I participated in the same batch of personality tests. His number at that time was No. 2. If there are no problems, I will bring him here today." Han Fei really needs the inhuman brain power of No. 2.
"Have you ever participated in a personality test like you?" Du Jing seemed to not want too many outsiders to know about the personality test. She paused for a moment and then spoke directly: "I will help you with the quota and equipment, but you cannot tell other people about this matter.
"
"Don't worry, I'm very strict." Han Fei and the staff of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical left in a special truck. They connected No. 2's brain to Du Jing's laboratory. Several expert teams worked together to try to send No. 2's consciousness to
Entering the game "Perfect Life". While the expert team was busy, Han Fei was not idle. He followed the clues given by Zhang Mingli and came to a certain street in the old city.
The buildings here are still the same as they were decades ago. Although they look very old, they give people a different kind of warmth.
Counting the house number, Han Fei stopped in front of an apartment building with a courtyard.
The courtyard is full of flowers, and there are a few old people playing cards at the door. The pace of life here is slow and comfortable.
Arriving on the third floor, Han Fei knocked on the door, and a middle-aged woman dressed simply came out.
She must be very old actually, but she looks younger.
The woman's appearance is relatively soft, and her first impression is very gentle, but there is deep pain and sadness hidden in her eyes. She seems to be afraid that her bad emotions will affect others, so she never reveals them.
"Are you Xuan Xiaoxiao?" Compared with the nightmare, the woman was much more mature, and Han Fei didn't recognize her at first.
"Yeah." The woman nodded in confusion.
"Look at me carefully. Do you think you have seen me in a dream? What I want to say next is very important to you." Han Fei pointed at his face.
The woman frowned. She felt that Han Fei's words were rude, and she felt that Han Fei was just a handsome psychopath.
She stared at Han Fei and was about to close the door when she suddenly felt that Han Fei's face was indeed very familiar. She seemed to have seen it in a special dream!
"I was sitting in the same car as Zhang Mingli. He was injured. I drove him to you." Han Fei just wanted to identify himself, but as soon as Zhang Mingli said these three words, the woman's hidden emotions disappeared.
I can't stand it any longer.
After the woman finally calmed down, Han Fei continued to speak. He told everything about Zhang Mingli to prove that he was not a liar: "I can take you to see him, but now whether you can advance or retreat in the "Perfect Life" game, after you log in to the game
, maybe temporarily..."
"It doesn't matter." The woman hurried into the house and walked out with a passbook and a few bank cards. Nowadays, few people still use the settlement tools of the old era: "These are all my savings. They should be enough to buy one."
Is it a game?"
"Aren't you afraid that I'm a liar?" Han Fei glanced at the woman's home. It was simple, clean and warm. There were many photos of her and her students hanging on the walls. This female teacher had sponsored many students: "The teacher from "Perfect Life"
I still have supporting game equipment at home, and I can give you a set. I will help you get the login rights as soon as possible."
After obtaining the woman's consent, Han Fei took her to the Eternal Life Laboratory and arranged the woman's game warehouse near No. 2, so that if the woman was unable to exit the game, there would be someone to take care of her.
After finishing his work, Han Fei ran to the police station. He was Teacher Li Xue's last student. Even if the police were very busy now, there would be someone dedicated to receive him.
After telling the police about the existence of the eleven decision-makers of the Nightmare Shrine, Han Fei obtained two more authority quotas through the police. In addition, he inquired about the information he sent to the police in the morning.
It is said that the information brought out from the shallow world has attracted great attention from the police and deep space technology, and the relevant departments are studying it overnight.
As time goes by, the situation in Xinhu has become very unstable. Four million players are trapped in the game. More and more brain-dead patients appear. Their families are worried, painful and afraid every day.
Public opinion is exploited by evil people,
Deep space technology and Immortality Pharmaceuticals are now extremely passive, and the spiritual paradise they have built with all their efforts has turned into a death cage. This result is unacceptable to everyone.
The further we delay, the greater the possibility of a collapse. Senior executives of several major companies and Xinhu managers have not slept peacefully for a long time.
Han Fei could also clearly feel the chill. It had only been a few days, and the nights in Xinhu had become deserted. There were fewer cars on the road after nine o'clock.
This chapter has been completed!