Chapter 97 (1/2)

(don't brush my water on the book review. I sent out the plot of virtual reality free of charge. Maybe the hole is a little big, so that the painting style becomes a little abrupt. This is my fault, and I won't be able to do it in the future)

how much courage does it take to shoot yourself in the head?

It's a delicate question. It depends on the field of vision.

Even if it is recognized that this is a game, but the ”memory” from small to large is calendar in purpose.

How to describe this feeling in detail? Well, imagine that you are living well. Suddenly one day, you have the idea of doubting the truth of the world, and you have an inexplicable memory. Even if there is full assurance that this newly added memory is true, previous memories are all forged. And now you have an idea that as long as you die, you can get out of the game and return to the real world without pain.

It's like closing your eyes for a while.

Jiang Chen wakes up from his dream again.

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however, what he was holding in his left hand was not a pen, but a painted black pistol.

”Can't you escape from the game through death? Think about it. If you can escape so easily, you can jump from the window.” Jiang Chen laughed at himself and then glanced out of the window.

After death, the pistol followed me. This is a * * UG.

Jiang Chen looked at the gun in his hand and pulled out the magazine.

16 rounds, full of bullets. So, this gun should belong to a ”character”? I don't know how. But it seems that it will be filled with new games.

Put the gun into his trouser pocket, Jiang Chen pushed open the bedroom door and went through the living room. Walk out the door.

Night has come, but for the game, it should be no difference.

He took out the terminal and opened the map. The lines were no longer there, but he remembered the position marked by the triangle.

Xinpu hospital in the northern city.

Put up the terminal, Jiang Chen rushed to the direction of the subway.

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there are few pedestrians in the subway, perhaps because of the recent tense situation. Everyone tried to avoid travel. After the rush hour, there are hardly any people in the subway. Sitting in some cold seats, waiting for the car to accelerate slowly. Jiang Chen sighed and looked at the small TV on the wall of the carriage.

The host was playing funny jokes with his assistant, and the audience was laughing. But he couldn't laugh.

If all this is false. What is the memory of these 17 years?

Is it too deep into the play?

Jiang Chen shakes his head, then reaches out his hand and touches the pistol in his pants pocket. The cold metal texture brings him a trace of comfort.

Not only can you completely sneak into another world, or even get another memory in this world, but even after countless times, it only takes a few seconds in reality. Has the technology of the future developed to this extent?

Or is it terrible enough?

For some reason, he felt a little melancholy at this time. With a bitter smile, he just wanted to end the damn game. And then the memory that doesn't belong to him is returned to the server.

Squeak!

Suddenly, the light went out without warning. The carriage shook violently. Almost at this moment, Jiang Chen quickly stretched out his hand and pulled the armrest on one side.

The fierce tearing force came from the muscle, and Jiang Chen was almost to bite his teeth. However, his hand was still dead.

”Ah!” With a shrill scream, the unsteaded people began to lose weight and then hit the front of the car like pieces of paper.

Bang!

Blood and yellow and white covered his sight.

The strong pulling force almost made his eyes crack, and the blue veins on his arm almost stretched out.

Boom!

The pulling force suddenly swelled, and finally Jiang Chen still failed to hold it, and hit the dead people piled into the flesh and blood.

A series of terrible sparks flashed out of the window. The train seemed to have hit the rear of the previous train and twisted out of the track with it.

Struggling to get up from the ground and dragging his head, Jiang Chen smashed the emergency door button with his hand, but the door did not open.

Have all the emergency circuits been knocked down?

”Damn it!”

It's too late to think about it. If you delay for a while, the car behind may come. If there is a series of rear end collision, he takes out the terminal with his teeth clenched, and the data cable next to the emergency door opening button is pulled out and inserted into the terminal.

Fortunately, it still works.

After obtaining the permission, Jiang Chen quickly pressed the unlock button and unlocked the safety hammer through direct connection.The red safety hammer was taken out from the back of the partition opened by the wall. Jiang Chen gnawed his teeth and used all his strength to swing to the window.

A layer of white fog spreads around the center of the hammer's falling point,