Mist - Chapter 59

The bed was empty, and the night was faintly exposed behind the veil of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The quilt on the bed is messy, it looks like someone has just slept, it is almost doubtful that if you reach out now, you can definitely feel the body temperature remaining in the quilt.

Everything remained the same as Song Qinglan had seen in the bubble world last time.

Song Qinglan stood there, her heart beating violently.

In an instant, the tympanic membrane was filled with the sound of heartbeat, and blood seemed to rush to the top of his head from the soles of his feet. He was hot all over, and finally figured out what was going on.

I have never moved my heart in my life.

The first time I tasted this taste, the subject was completely different from what he had dreamed of when he was young. No matter it was appearance, personality or gender, there was nothing to do with it.

However, as soon as he dullly received the signal from his heart, the feeling was overwhelming, and it was so turbulent that he was caught off guard, but it was taken for granted. How can there be any inconsistencies or inconsistencies? It should be so and should have been so long ago.

It turned out that he was dissatisfied with all the irritability and all the trust and concern during the monsoon season, and it was not without reason.

Hold.

Song Qinglan was annoyed by her abominable slowness, and at the same time she felt another kind of stronger irritability.

I can’t say it, I can’t move, just standing here is enough to make his body numb, and then his palms are hot.

“Team Song.”

The voice of monsoon rain came.

Song Qinglan stopped for a moment, almost at the same time he heard the sound, he reflexively closed the door with a “bang-“.

Shut up those shameless, secret cravings. The blood rushing to the top of his head began to flow back, washing his limbs and corpses like a tide.

Reality pulls the human senses back into place in an instant.

Song Qinglan turned her head calmly, pretending that nothing happened.

I saw it coming from the other side of the corridor during the monsoon rain, and the two were only a dozen steps apart.

I don’t know if it was because of the impact that the soul became clearer. The monsoon rain at this time reminded Song Qinglan of the scene of the monsoon rain for the first time at the base of the Tianqi River City Branch.

At that time, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows during the monsoon rains, with his back facing the dazzling lights, the coldness between his eyebrows made people forget the vulgarity.

But at this time, even in the deep corridors, without the lighting, it is difficult to ignore the cold temperament that makes people look away during the monsoon rains.

When she walked to Song Qinglan, she stopped during the rainy season: “What are you doing standing at the door?”

Song Qinglan: “…”

The gap between the two is half, and Song Qinglan is too tall. Once they get close, they will feel very oppressive during the monsoon rains.

The same is true at this time.

Song Qinglan’s expression was as usual at this time, but it made her feel more oppressive during the monsoon rains. Compared with before, Song Qinglan now seems to have some daunting emotions out of thin air, which makes people confused.

I already know the other party’s behavior and habits, so I didn’t back away during the monsoon rains, but stood calmly and put one hand in my trouser pocket: “Is there anything inside?”

Song Qinglan said without confidence: “It’s nothing, it’s my room when I was a kid.”

During the rainy season, his eyes moved slightly, and he curiously asked: “Did you live in when you were a child? Can I visit it?”

“…” Song Qinglan said stiffly, “There is nothing to look at, it’s all toys.”

He looked expressionless, but in fact he was thinking what to do if he had to go in during the rainy season.

Wait, since the sky system can change needs according to people’s consciousness, it shouldn’t be difficult to change the illusion of this house. But Song Qinglan was not sure what they would face when opening this door again.

If there is no change, the scene will be wonderful-seeing one’s own bed and one’s own bedroom appearing in the subconscious of others, it is impossible to be so smart during the rainy season that it is impossible to guess the reason.

Song Qinglan absolutely does not allow that kind of situation to happen.

The two stood face to face and spent three seconds of silence.

Song Qinglan: If the enemy doesn’t move, I won’t move.

fine.

During the monsoon rains, I found nothing, and didn’t mention the room again.

He took out something from his trouser pocket and handed it to Song Qinglan: “I picked it up just now and gave it to you.”

Song Qinglan took it suspiciously and saw that he was given a white starfish during the rainy season. A small five-clawed starfish, heavy, with a subtle smell of sea water. She felt like she was scratched by a feather, but Song Qinglan said coldly, “Starfish? Have you gone to the beach?”

I feel that the other party is a bit unhappy, and I don’t know why during the rainy season.

It’s hard to say that some men also have that few days.

“Yeah. My transfer station happened to be the seaside I visited when I was seventeen years old.” Monsoon said, “Kado, have you been there?”

Kado is an island with blue waters and fine white sand beaches. It is a popular holiday destination in recent years, but in their teenage years, Kado was only a small island in China.

“I’ve heard of it, but I haven’t been there.” Song Qinglan said, “I was enlisted in the army the year you went.”

After joining the army, he spent a period of iron-blooded career in the special forces. After retiring, he went directly to the sky and became a guardian.

Time is precious and busy at work. Even during the holidays Song Qinglan does not have enough time and energy to arrange a relaxing journey for herself.

Song Qinglan held the starfish in her palm, feeling that it was still somewhat wet and rough: “When I was a child, I went to other beaches. I picked up a lot of shells. I never saw the starfish.”

During the rainy season, he said, “I have never found it.”

Song Qinglan looked at him, as if asking if he picked it up this time?

During the rainy season, he said: “Maybe it is what the subconscious wants, and the sky will give us what. Desire can’t hide in front of it, and there is nowhere to hide.”

Song Qinglan’s expression was strange: “…”

There was something wrong with Song Qinglan everywhere, and ended the topic during the monsoon rain: “Then if you have a chance when you go back, you can go to Kado to take a vacation by the way, maybe you can pick it up.”

After going back?

The thing that supports everyone to keep going is “after going back.”

That real reality is different from the bubble world, everyone’s life will be restored to its original state, and there will be no more Minister Qi that will let him enter a state of chaos during the monsoon rains. So Song Qinglan doesn’t know if they will have contact after they really go back.

I suddenly talked about this topic because everyone knew that they would not stay in the transit station for long.

Only after completing the tasks arranged by the Sky Vault system can they go back, so even if this transfer station tailored for them is more comfortable, it is only the illusion that the brain gets in the third second of being hijacked. A short period of mental rest is enough, and the most important thing is always reality.

During the rainy season, he talked about the real reason why he came to Song Qinglan: “Team Song, everyone means that I would like to invite you to have a small meeting now.”

Song Qinglan was surprised: “So fast?”

Are those people crazy enough so quickly?

During the rainy season, he said: “It’s just an illusion anyway, I’m not really drunk.”

Song Qinglan would rather they are drunk. He doesn’t want to have a meeting at all now, just wants to be alone.

If you are willing to chat with him during the rainy season, then two people will do.

Song Qinglan’s heart was still beating, and the solitude with the monsoon rains made him want to continue and end.

The two talked and walked out. The teammates were still arguing and drinking. Zhou Mingxuan also came back, leaning on a chair and drinking. Seeing Song Qinglan coming out, Zhou Mingxuan picked up a can of beer and threw it to Song Qinglan: “Team Song!”

Song Qinglan took the beer and glanced at him.

That look made Zhou Mingxuan hairy behind his back, reminding him of when Song Qinglan grabbed someone else’s steamed buns in the army.

After Zhou Mingxuan finished his hair, he realized that he hadn’t done anything?

Song Qinglan opened the pull ring and poured half a bottle in one breath: “Let’s talk, what are your plans now?”

The crowd came around, really one by one, there is no half of drunkenness.

They have been crazy and drunk, and they have to discuss when to start the mission, otherwise people will only indulge endlessly in the illusion of what they want.

Li Chun still held the hookah in his arms, and took a sip, sweating profusely: “Although it is fun to play like this, but there is no bottom in my heart. I want to say otherwise we will set a time, such as playing for another ten days— “

Everyone looked over.

Li Chun abruptly braked, almost licked his mouth, and changed his mouth: “For example, we will play for another seven days! After seven days, we will set out to do some horrible tasks, so that these seven days will be able to indulge and really get a rest! What do you think? ?!”

“Do you still want ten or seven days?” Duan Wen pushed behind his head, “I’ll give you half a month, and then change into a beautiful woman to make you seductive enough?”

Everyone laughed.

“Don’t insult the beauties!”

“Trust me, you can play without the beauty Chuner!”

“How about arranging all the bars and nightclubs for you?”

“Then how many days do you say?”

Li Chun threw the hookah, and the body disappeared as soon as it hit the ground. Here, they are like gods or possess magic.

Li Chunbi gave a number: “How about three days?! Three days will be fine, right?”

Three days, that sounds like a good number.

But except for Tang Le’s slight movement, no one responded.

“Isn’t it?!” Li Chun wanted to cry without tears, “Are you too many for three days?”

Song Qinglan took another sip of wine: “Everyone talks about their opinions.”

As soon as he spoke, everyone no longer kept themselves, and anyone could hear Song Qinglan’s tone very serious.

“One more sleep tonight is almost the same.” Duan Wen said, “I want to get out of the task as soon as possible. No matter how long time has passed for me in the real world, from a somatosensory point of view, I want to end it soon. “

Tang Qi: “I agree.”

Tang Le: “…”

Zhou Mingxuan is so cool: “I think one day or three days off is fine, it makes no difference to me, so of course the sooner the better.”

At this time, those who have not yet expressed their opinions are left with the rainy season.

Perceiving everyone’s gaze, he calmly spoke during the monsoon rain: “It’s better to see what the next task is.”

“I think so too.” Song Qinglan’s slender fingers wiped off the wine stains on her lips. “This time, it’s not too late to get ready to go.”

After speaking, Song Qinglan, who was standing in the center of the crowd, turned on the communicator.

“The next task.”

He said coldly, omitting even the title.

The Vault of Sky voice system was summoned and soon appeared: “It is detected that you have completed a super S-level mission “Ouroboros”, an A-level mission “Kaos”, and an S-level derivative mission “Who am I”. You already have the ability to complete Super S Grade missions. Therefore, the next mission is Super S Grade. It is recommended that you take a complete rest before unlocking the next mission.”

This passage is very familiar.

When he came to the transit station last time, Tian Qiong said the last sentence and disappeared automatically, completely not giving them the opportunity to control the length of rest.

Everyone looked bad, Song Qinglan said: “If you shut down, I will refuse the task, so what is the next task?”

Everyone: “…”

Tianqiang said gently: “Your next task is the Rubik’s Cube.”

At the same time as the voice ended, a task prompt appeared on the holographic projection.

[Task Mode: Rubik’s Cube. ]

[Task rules: death and elimination. ]

[Task goal: splicing. ]

Death and elimination.

During the monsoon rains, the pupils suddenly tightened, and scenes in the Ouroboros mission were still in sight.

Tang Qi who was killed by a zombie, Duan Wen who committed suicide, Zhou Mingxuan who died in the car… the teammates, including their own deaths, repeat themselves again and again, without seeing their heads in that terrifying world. Could it be that this time is about to begin again ?

Seeing these four words, the teammates were silent for a while.

Song Qinglan: “Is there a time anchor in this mission?”

Having a time anchor means that they can be reborn indefinitely.

Skydome: “I’m sorry, no, this task cannot set a time anchor.”

“Hold?”

“Fuck me, can you stop doing this mission?”

“How can we go back?!”

Everyone was ignited with emotions, and if there were entities in the Vault of Heaven system, they would definitely be frustrated and ashes at this time.

It’s a pity that it’s just a system. Hearing the question, he answered mechanically: “You are very close to the target.”

It was such an ambiguous answer, and the crowd was swearing, but no matter how they asked or threatened, the system was unwilling to say more useful content.

Not to blame for the irritability of the teammates, even Song Qinglan wanted to run away, he said in a calm voice: “Task goal: splicing, what does it mean? More details.”

In the first few tasks, a lot of time was wasted due to the vague goals.

If they can know what the goal is faster, maybe they can avoid damage more effectively and complete the task faster.

Sky Dome System: “I can’t understand what you mean.”

It is just a system.

It seems that giving a clear goal is the limit it can think of. At this time, artificial intelligence becomes artificially retarded.

During the rainy season, I asked: “Is there any other information you can give us?”

As soon as he spoke, everyone was quieter.

It seemed as if it had become their dinghai **** needle during the rainy season, as long as he could solve the problem, it was not a problem.

The Sky System said: “In this mission, you will meet with other mission teams I recruited. This will be a multiplayer mission.”

The author has something to say:

I am coming.

The next copy is inspired by the movie “Cube”, which is translated as “Cube 1” or “Different Dimensional Killing Array 1”. It is a type of escape room. I think it looks very good. You can check it out.