Cyber ​​Weird Experience

nothingness.

A void.

No black, no white, nothing.

When the process of cognition is embedded with the symbol of death, the consciousness is burned for no reason in the sweet dream, and everything is like a stuck machine.

Can't run.

But the world still exists.

Reality is on the other side.

After the shadow of death, thinking is still running tenaciously.

Ning Yuan heard a voice.

"……mistake……"

"what?"

Ning Yuan couldn't help but cover his head, grunting in pain.

"Let's go to the gang."

"Soap, soda, washing powder!" The purple-haired girl said with a smile: "The group of homeless people under the bridge need this most, we can sell it quickly and exchange some money, and I heard from them that it seems There is a law recently that petty crimes are not caught, and I don’t know if it’s true.”

Where is the fishy smell coming from?
The canteen next to the street is his childhood memory.

"What are you thinking! Everyone is using digital currency, where did you get the banknotes?" The purple-haired girl said very speechlessly: "Brother, you don't have some kind of mental illness!"

"...rebooting the system..."

After speaking, she took Ning Yuan's hand and walked towards the other side of the street.

"Open your eyes! Ning Yuan!"

Banner Street.

Ning Yuan asked, "Huh? Half an hour?"

abyss……

"Then what should we do?" Ning Yuan asked in a panic.

Foam……

"Gunshots... Ning Yuan, this place is dangerous, let's go."

"They don't know where they died! Maybe they were thrown into the abyss below." The purple-haired girl said angrily.

Behind them, the owner of the small shop ran out staggeringly, clutching his stomach, and fell to the ground after walking a few steps, still muttering two words in his mouth.

The shoes on the feet are also very broken. Through the uppers, you can see the young toes buckling in the shoes.

The two figures in the distance turned their heads and walked into the darkness of the street corner.

"fine."

Gray sky, black stars.

"Do you want to be shot to death by the automatic machine gun in the shop?" The purple-haired girl said speechlessly: "Even if you steal it, so what? Can we sell it? If you can't sell it, those jewelry will kill you." our!"

The fishy smell is pervasive here, and the vultures must regard this place as a playground.

"...code 0x122345..."

A gust of wind suddenly blew up in the sky, and dozens of bright red banknotes fluttered with the wind, falling on the black and dirty street.

He had deep doubts.

virtual economy.

A large number of special police officers began to emerge at the corner of the street. They were wearing uniforms, one team was holding explosion-proof shields, and the other team was holding Type 95 rifles in their hands, slowly approaching the thugs.

"Should be able to pick it up." Ning Yuan scratched his head: "There are quite a few people throwing money in this street, and I can often pick up a few."

The purple-haired girl said: "Here, the police station is supported by the neighborhood tax. Their duty is not to protect the people, but to maintain law and order. They never do things that exceed the salary range."

He felt as if he had forgotten something, but he didn't seem to have forgotten it.

"Help, help..."

"What about the orphanage? What about the welfare institution?" Ning Yuan asked, "We can go there..."

I……

At this moment, he was dressed poorer than the purple-haired girl. His clothes had more than a dozen small holes, and his lower body was a pair of oversized jeans.

"...The cognitive defense program failed to start..."

"The police did a good job this time." The purple-haired girl said in surprise, "Usually they have to fight with criminals for half an hour."

Next to the roast leg of lamb shop, a gold and silver jewelry shop quietly opened, and there were two exaggerated dolls at the door, doing promotional activities.

gun?
A drone flew from the sky, and a gun vending machine was mounted below it.

R-rated tape?

"where am I?"

These lights distort in the thick air, like ink drops on the wet rice paper, smudged, dyed the world in front of me, and also dyed Ning Yuan's retina.

digital currency.

Ning Yuan's face suddenly fell down: "Then, what should we do, sister, I'm hungry."

In a trance, he suddenly saw a monk.

"In these years of economic downturn, I can only produce three packs of spicy noodles!"

The vague faces of pedestrians on the street are also staring more and more, with more faces and makeup.

The fishy smell became stronger.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, when practicing deep prajna prajna, sees all the wealth in the world and overcomes all hardships. Those who are rich, the few who seek the truth know that there is no end..."

Sirens blared at the end of the street, and several young men in studded jackets and submachine guns ran out of the canteen.

"What's the matter, brother? What's the matter with you?" The purple-haired girl asked very worriedly, "Are you feeling unwell?"

The scriptures fell to the ground in disorder, Ning Yuan picked up one and checked it.

"I @￥#￥, you XxXX..."

Black film?

A strong sense of vertigo struck, and the whole world of ink and wash kept changing, like a scoop of boiling water spread on rice paper, splashing this magnificent "Riverside Scene on Qingming Festival" into a postmodern stylized style.

It turned out that the monstrous smell was actually his own blood?
Suddenly, several violent roars sounded from not far away, making his ears buzzing.

The ink on the ground is more intense.

"Horizontal Street?"

Ning Yuan shook his head, raised his head, and found that the police uniforms had changed, they were no longer the ones in memory, but the uniforms of Yuanxu.

Ning Yuan scratched his head in doubt: "I'm not... here? What's wrong?"

Solemn, elegant, with an ethereal taste.

"Then sister, can we find a kind person to take him in?"

The difference from just now is that the quiet and peaceful streets at this time are full of panic and riots, and piercing screams come and go one after another.

Just as these doubts arose in my heart, they disappeared in the next instant.

"If you don't steal it, are you going to grab it?" The purple-haired girl waved her hand and said, "We don't even have a gun, how can we get one?"

"My Buddha, why did you lie to me?" The monk cried out sadly. He took out the scriptures from his arms, sprinkled them on the ground, and shouted: "This is the endless hell, the endless hell..."

At this moment, she held her hand and looked anxiously not far away.

"Live?"

"Wow, so scary!"

The violent roar resounded through the street, and a ball of bright fireworks ignited at the corner of the street, making Ning Yuan dizzy.

"Do we have to steal it?"

Vulture...

"Ah?" Ning Yuan frowned, and looked at the monk suspiciously: "What are you talking about? Do you know where this is?"

The monk did not answer this question, but looked towards the sky: "Could it be, could it be that this is..."

The shoes are very big, and the little girl tied them to the ankles with ropes so that she can barely walk.

No parents.

The few vultures circling in the sky let out a few loud and clear calls from time to time, and the calls were shrill and melodious, penetrating the space.

It's just that the ubiquitous fishy smell in the air is too inappropriate.

Fire and.

In the sound of gunfire, there was only one word left in his mind.

This is……

"It's only three packs? Are you kidding me? You must have Xiaowanxiong crispy noodles!"

"I think you look like ramen." The purple-haired girl knocked Ning Yuan on the head and said depressedly, "Where did we get the money?"

"An item of value?"

They stared at Ning Yuan with concern in their eyes.

At this moment, the police and the gang have ceased fire, and they are negotiating blatantly on the street.

Where did the earth come from?

"This is……"

"Yes, there are gang members everywhere on the street, and the police usually don't care about it." The purple-haired girl said: "The Yuanxu Police Station has limited funds and no medical insurance, so they are not willing to fight with gangs."

When he walked to Ning Yuan's side, he suddenly stopped chanting, turned his head, and looked at Ning Yuan with horror.

"Go!"

Disappearing with it, there are tall buildings under construction in the distance.

"..."

fishy smell?

The air became more cloudy, and the vultures began to scream excitedly.

chaos.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear a voice.

The pedestrians on the street suddenly became vicious.

"Hahahaha! This is how we Zaun people say hello!"

It landed lightly on the street, started the machine, and immediately a loud announcement resounded through the street: "Bianxing Fenghuo is on sale! G11 automatic submachine gun is on sale at half price..."

He slowly opened his eyes.

Ning Yuan looked beside him suspiciously, and found that at some point, a little girl with purple hair suddenly appeared beside him.

Before Ning Yuan could finish speaking, the purple-haired girl interrupted him: "Do you want to be arrested and make some black films?"

"Brother, are you out of your mind? This is Hengwen Street!"

"Brother, this is Hengwen Street. There are countless gangs big and small. Every day, there is blood everywhere." The purple-haired girl lowered her head and said, "I will protect you."

While walking, the purple-haired girl seemed to suddenly remember something, and asked, "Ning Yuan, where are you now?"

After he fell, he exposed the hideous wound on his back.

The red banknotes in the sky disappeared instantly, turning into radiant soap bubbles.

They held a few packs of spicy strips in one hand and a submachine gun in the other, screaming and shooting at passers-by.

The world has become the world of ink and wash again, and the canteen on the street corner is still there.

"Let's go, brother!"

He often buys a few packs of spicy strips and a bottle of drink here, and then goes to an Internet cafe not far away to fight all night.

Ning Yuan raised his head, his expression blank.

Ning Yuan asked suspiciously: "Don't we have parents? Could it be that they see us starving?"

The high-rise buildings in the dense fog are dark and deep, and the neat and orderly lines of the city penetrate the fog, and the edges are broken into radioactive arcs, just like a forest splashed by an ink artist with a brush.

The high-speed bullets spun and tumbled in his belly, tearing away the muscles on his back and taking away a part of his spine. A group of vultures heard the wind and landed on his wound, gnawing on him non-stop.

Not far away, two figures walked slowly.

"The welfare institution that adopted us last time is just a black film factory!" The purple-haired girl frowned and said, "There are also those rich people who do charity. The video said that they donated millions. How can welfare facilities You can only get two chocolate beans?"

"Okay, okay." Ning Yuan rubbed his belly and said, "Let's go to the supermarket."

"Stupid, you can't beat those people!" The purple-haired girl said, "Don't worry, I will definitely run away."

Ning Yuan's head started to hurt again.

Ning Yuan raised his head again, and found that everything had disappeared, only some black vultures were left, nibbling... his bones.

"Yeah, the most chaotic street in the lower district of Braville." The purple-haired girl smiled bitterly: "In a while, they should negotiate with the gangsters, cease fire, arrest a few little people who are not hurting, and ensure that the surface law and order."

"Join a gang, I heard that some gangs accept children."

riot.

"Go away! Get out of the way!"

The city is looming in the gray-white fog, and lights are shining on the tall buildings, colorful lights.

She was wearing a shabby black sweater. The sweater was so big that it was like a skirt on her body, covering most of her legs. She wore two different shoes on her feet, one leather shoe and one sneaker.

"The spicy strips are ours!"

Roaring excitedly, they rushed towards the end of the street.

After the gunshots passed, the Lanzhou Ramen restaurant near the canteen also reopened, and a strong aroma of hand-pulled noodles wafted in the street.

The world is like an old photo reversed, with a special charm.

"Da da da da!"

"..."

One figure is tall and stern, while the other is full of tenderness.

"Remember, if someone finds out, we should run away." The purple-haired girl said seriously, "If I get caught, leave me alone."

……

"Such a big battle..." Ning Yuan was surprised, and then said: "The police uncle can definitely solve it, after all, their duty is to protect the people."

"Then, how can we not wander around?" Ning Yuan asked, "I want a big house, I want delicious food..."

"I want to play Galen!"

"I'll beat you three times with one move!"

Ning Yuan could clearly see the sharp eyes of the vultures, they must be looking for food.

The elegant ink style, and the post-modernism Fauvism style, in Ning Yuan's retina, there was a collision like a comet hitting the earth, and the exploding ink and oil paint appeared, blurring all the scenes.

where is this?
Ning Yuan looked blankly at the surrounding scenery.

"I..." Ning Yuan lowered his head, looked at his immature hands and child's body, and had countless doubts in his heart.

"It's definitely not enough to rely on the charity of good-hearted people. If we can steal some valuable items and sell them, we will have money to buy guns!" The purple-haired girl looked at the sky and said with a reverie: "There Gun, we can avoid being bullied, we can get more money, maybe we can buy a master controller!"

gang.

This is a peaceful and quiet town, where does the fishy smell come from?
This is obviously... the earth...

With a few crisp gunshots, those thugs fell to the ground.

Such a perfect, psychedelic, and grotesque scene, people can't help but immerse themselves in it.

"Don't miss it when you pass by, it's on sale! It's on sale! Sir, don't you want to choose a piece of jewelry for your lover?"

"I can't help being hungry." The purple-haired girl shrugged: "Let's take a look at the supermarket over there, maybe we can steal some snacks, but the security over there is quite strong."

Suppress.

"Can I give you two barrels of Mrs. Kang?"

"Ah! Excuse me, your emperor is dead!"

orphan.

"Open your eyes!"

The armed police quickly formed a defensive formation and fired at the rioters. Some policemen in civilian clothes began to evacuate the crowd in an orderly manner.

Ning Yuan was attracted by the sound of the sales promotion, and asked, "Let's get it..."

After killing the prisoner, the armed police quickly controlled the scene and calmed the panic of the people, and then the ambulance arrived to treat the injured.

"Sister, let's eat ramen. Ramen is very cheap, 12 yuan a bowl."

"what are you saying?"

"You..." The purple-haired girl looked at Ning Yuan in surprise, touched his head after a while: "Brother, when did you become so smart?"

The purple-haired girl shook her head, hugged Ning Yuan, and said with a bitter expression: "Brother, you are my only support. We must live on."

Not only the ramen restaurant, but also the grilled leg of lamb shop next to it, the smell of fried skewers and leg of lamb filled the air, making Ning Yuan drool for a while.

Although the armed police also suffered casualties, they formed a solid shield wall to protect the people behind them, and used their own arms to protect the safety of the people.

As he walked, he chanted devoutly. Every three steps, he had to kneel on the ground and kowtow.

what sound?
While he was wondering, a childish female voice sounded beside him.

Isn't this the "Prajna Prajna Getting Rich Sutra"!

Me, how did I become like this?
Who am I?

"You, you... why do you exist?"

The sky is off-white, dotted with black stars, like soot spread evenly on white paper, and the Milky Way is like black ash rubbed into lines on paper.

value.

"that is……"

"Miss, you are so beautiful, we..."

The wind blew across the city, blowing up the prayer flags on his body, rustling.

"I know, it's my crime to conceive Bi." Ning Yuan scratched his head: "Then what are we stealing?"

"That place eats people, do you think you will eat and drink well after going there? They will brainwash you, use cheap cockroach cakes and nerve agents, and brainwash you into a human bomb..."

Ning Yuan was silent for a moment, and said: "Because there is no pillar industry, the people are generally poor, and in the midst of high unemployment, in order to eliminate the excess population, can we only involve the war?"

The monks stepped barefoot in the muddy ink, wearing shabby cloth clothes, and carrying five-color prayer flags on their shoulders.

open eyes...

"Brother, let's go." The purple-haired girl said, "Whether it's being targeted by the police or the gang, it's not a good thing."

dinner.

"fine."

"Okay, let's not stay here anymore." The purple-haired girl said with a smile, "Dinner hasn't been settled yet. I wanted to steal from that canteen, but I can't do it now."

"correct."

On the muddy ink painting, more and more colors emerge, and the tall buildings in the distance are no longer the ethereal background hidden in the thick fog, they gradually have texture and entity.

Sporadic gunshots were heard from the corner of the street. Several black vans appeared from the corner. After the doors opened, dozens of people with tattoos on their faces walked out, holding long guns and shooting at the police.

Ning Yuan scratched his head: "I, I don't know."

"...The cognitive defense mechanism is being activated..."

"Ah, why?"

"Brother, let's get out of here quickly." The purple-haired little girl took Ning Yuan's hand and said, "This place is completely messed up, we need to change to another place."

He couldn't help covering his head and vomiting.

Riot Street.

"Excuse me, your emperor is back, hahahaha..."

"Go away!"

Behind the fishy smell, there seems to be some sweetness hidden.

"...Damn it! I killed you, ah..."

Sometimes, when he has more pocket money, he will buy a few more packs of potato chips here. The owner of the Internet cafe also takes good care of him. Every time he comes, he will wipe the keyboard for him in advance...

"I, you..."

"Everyone has no money, who will take care of the children." The purple-haired girl said helplessly: "The rich people don't like us."

The floating car shuttled back and forth in the sky, and the blue-purple tail flames shone in the sky.

This grotesque city of dreams is becoming more and more real.

A monk in ragged clothes was standing on a tall building, and the five-color prayer flags on his body were dancing with the wind.

He stared at the direction where Ning Yuan disappeared, and sighed softly.

"In the end, it's still going to be like this."