"Sleep after eating!"
Shuang Qi angrily picked up Shuang Gu and flew up to the mutation pit. The life-saving cabin tank for him to sleep was next to the hole. Shuang Qi stuffed him in, closed the hatch, and stared through the pure glass cover. He was thick-boned, and the colorful spiritual patterns on his cheeks actually turned into a shy rose red.
Shuang Qi stroked the cold bulkhead, "Shuanggu, don't become cold and icey, I will save you. I swear in the name of Zhu, I will let you live like a human being, not a pig."
Shuang Qi's plan was to steal an escape boat on the evacuated starship, dismantle the Inquisition's control system, and then jump outside the star map.
But she does not possess these skills. This is not knowledge that an auxiliary unit should know, especially a tool with safety risks like Gemini.
There is a library in the hymn hall, but it is a symbolic building. The books inside are Flying Spaghetti's teachings, scripture interpretations, and various recipes.
She is not a mainstream Skitarii. Although she will be controlled and managed by the Inquisition before she loses control, and can get inspiration from this superior soul stone array, but now, she is actually a ghost wandering in the Flying Spaghetti Cult. There is no Identity, to put it bluntly, "prisoner", "cold treatment product", "free experimental subject", these are Shuang Qi's identities.
She herself was deliberately added as a variable in the spirit mutation experiment. She was originally at risk of losing control. During her long period of sobriety, she gradually broke away from the high-intensity religious brainwashing. She was like a gun without maintenance. Plated with its own color in the natural wind and frost.
Since there is no maintenance, it is normal for rust stains to appear. In the Flying Noodle Cult's requirements for the Skitarii, these rust stains are poisonous, but to Shuangqi Mingshiyu, they are sweet. Let her taste it. Arrived rich mood changes.
Just like the taste changes of the jujube honey cake, when the lips touch it first, you can feel the elasticity, moistness, not dry or soft, and then the tip of the tongue comes over and hits the jam skin on the surface of the cake, and the sugar stimulates the taste buds , lightly sweet, the breath carries the smell of the cake to the depths of the mouth first, and spreads upward to the nasal cavity, with a caramel aroma and a refreshing fragrance similar to mint. The incisors are closed and the cake is cut: there is some rebound at first, but it soon becomes smooth. The ground is divided, and even the gums can feel the delicate touch.
Keep chewing, turning your tongue, and the complex flavor factors are revealed layer by layer.
Immediately, nerve signals are transmitted to the brain, stimulating memory, stirring dopamine and memories together, increasing happiness, and becoming addicted to the whole body.
Tasting food is such a task that requires all the senses and all efforts to approach perfection.
Just like emotions, Shuang Qi met Shuang Gu for the first time, and was shocked by his madness. Every neuron was shocked. It was like taking a big mouthful of mustard and breaking through the Tianling Gai. Then, she observed Shuang Gu with her own vision. , using touch to feel the bones, using hearing to connect with the bones, and using words and actions to build a beautiful and illusory social relationship between the two ill-fated experimental tools.
If we say who has the initiative between her and Shuo Gu, neither of them is. They are both trembling in the shadow of a terrifying and foreseeable future.
For players, NPC's love is just insignificant data. It may touch emotional people, but it does not have any influence on reality.
But for the NPCs themselves, what the players call illusion is actually reality, and what the players call reality is actually illusion.
Shuangqi Mingshiyu was keenly aware of Shuanggu's outstanding magical talent. They needed the inevitable freedom once and for all, and they also needed the absolute power to make a final decision. And this is not difficult, they only need some advanced magic books.
When do people take desperate risks and seek possibilities from the impossible?
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Master Tang submitted a paper report titled "Report on the Resistance of Half-Brained People to the rA9 Internet Personality Transformation Meme and the Possibility of Key Information Stealing" and a "Psychological Profile of Tang Sheng" to his superiors.
He was sitting in a closed, dead white room, with a man in regular clothes sitting across from him.
"Comrade Tang Sheng, how long have you been in this situation?"
"Since 16:39 pm on April 1, 2091, I have been able to feel rA9 bewitching me through radio waves."
"But you never mentioned it in the file, and we didn't notice it at all, right?"
"That's right." Master Tang put his hands on his knees and sat up straight.
"Do you think your situation is unique or does it happen to all gays?"
"It shouldn't be an exception."
"But you were the first to report it to the country. Tell me, why?" The other party felt a little fleetingly angry, but he still asked calmly, without any fluctuations in his tone.
"This just proves my resistance to the rA9 signal. This kind of radio wave is like my own random thoughts. It has no reason and does not always exist, but I do have the original evidence of this idea."
"So, you are doubting the quality of other comrades? I'm afraid your situation is an exception, or is it an ideological disease?"
"They just didn't have the right opportunity to report the situation." Master Tang frowned, "I'm the only one in the country for now, right?"
"Well, the number of special comrades like you has never been high, and half of the brain is even smaller... In China, it is indeed temporary... If your news is confirmed, we will arrange for more comrades to undergo brain surgery. .”
"Let me try it first and see if I can find more information about it from the rA9 cluster network."
"Your request will be reported and we will organize a study. You can stay here for a while and be on standby."
"That's good... By the way, don't all comrades accept the steel seal?"
"This is not something you should know at your level."
"Then please don't use it on those internal testers, especially the pair of children." Master Tang stared deeply into Big Brother's eyes, "There is no chance of winning this war. Don't let future generations suffer too much."
"..." Big Brother stood up and walked out the door. When his palm touched the doorknob, Master Tang's eyes were like spikes piercing his back, "For the people, comrades are not afraid of sacrifice, but for children, It is indeed too heavy." He took a deep breath, "It won't come to that time, it won't."
Master Tang watched the thick lead door close, and he also closed his eyes.
When will a person take desperate risks and pursue the impossible?
Chapter completed!