light, short, scattered

Chapter 48 "Earth Shutdown Day" Part Two

What exactly is this for?
I started thinking about what was going on.

What makes everyone become what they are now.

Or why I am different from everyone else.

Am I the only real living person in this world?
Are everyone else robots?

Now these robots are programmed to malfunction?

I shook my head. I studied medicine.

Humans are composed of bones, fat, and water.

Of course there are inorganic and organic compounds.

Which of these things, organs and organs, is like a machine?

When I thought about this, I felt a chill in my back and my whole body started to feel dazed.

If they were all human, real human beings.

So if I can still move now, what am I?
Am I a robot?
I started to feel all over my body, at least my appearance was exactly the same as that of a human being.

I have a bold idea.

I took out the tourniquet and tied my left hand.

Then he gave his left hand a local anesthetic.

Disinfected twice.

I held the scalpel in my right hand and pointed it at my anesthetized left hand.

I was thinking, if this knife goes down.

If cutting on the wire, cut in the steel plate.

Cut out the battery fluid and cut out the data cable.

So what am I.

I hesitated at first, but there was no way to prove it without cutting it off.

I started breathing heavily and closing my eyes.

Opening my eyes, I clenched my teeth and made a slow stroke.

Cut through the skin and cut into the muscles.

There is still a slight pain.

Blood was flowing out and the scene was a bit out of control.

Despite the local anesthesia, the visual pain was still affecting my body in my mind.

My right hand began to tremble, so I put down the scalpel and picked up the pliers.

He picked up a sterilized towel and pressed it on it to absorb the bleeding blood.

Then I gently opened the wound.

There are muscles inside, and white bones can also be seen.

Turn it over gently and the artery is clearly visible.

I'm just like the textbooks, just like human beings.

I happily covered the wound and began to sew it up with one hand.

Although I seemed to have done something stupid, I was extremely happy.

At least I'm human.

Looking at my first love beside me, the operation has not yet been completed.

Reluctantly, I started sewing her up with the remaining thread I had.

Didn't even sterilize the needle because I was no longer afraid of giving her an infection.

She became a living blow-up doll in my eyes, and I was just a living zombie in my eyes.

The baby couldn't cry, and his respiratory tract was full of amniotic fluid.

Even after cutting off the umbilical cord, he was no longer breathing.

It's not that I don't want to save him, but that I can no longer take care of a vegetative person.

I am still a baby. Even if I am fed, I will not be able to continue the human race.

So what happened to humans? I wrapped up my first love and carried him out of the operating room.

I put her back in her original bedroom and stood there in a daze.

His left hand started to bleed again because of the series of actions just now.

It slowly flowed out from the incised and sutured wound, but I didn't care.

I found a random roll of gauze and simply wrapped it around it. Only one hand worked extra hard when tying the knot.

I bit the gauze with my teeth and pulled it tightly, and I saw a flash of deep red see through the gauze.

I started giggling at my stupidity that I could get my first love pregnant.

So how could I be a machine? My brain starts to run out when I am alone.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

My whole body trembled.

That paragraph appeared in my mind.

The last man on earth sat alone in a room.At this time, there was a knock on the door suddenly.I quickly ran to the door and naturally grabbed the handle with my right hand.

But I stopped and started thinking about what I would see.

If it's a human being, am I crazy?

If it's an alien with tentacles, am I going to be dragged into an experiment?
What if it was another self?All kinds of strange thoughts appeared in my mind.

There was a knock on the door, pulling me back from my thoughts.

I stared at the door, wondering why the door of the villa on the beach didn't even have a peephole.

I reluctantly opened the door.

In front of me is a panda, looking at me.

I started thinking, it’s been ten months.

Why is it a panda knocking on the door now?
Wait, can bears hibernate for months?
Is everyone starting to wake up?

The panda's left ear is still injured. I don't know if it was from the fight.

The panda stared at me, and I stared at the panda.

Although the ears are injured, pandas are very docile animals, right?

But after being hungry for so long, will you go crazy and eat me?

"Come on, bite me to death." I spread my hands and said.

"What are you talking about? Why are you eating me?" the panda opened his mouth and said.

My jaw was so shocked that I looked at the panda with wide eyes.

"Forget it, you are lucky. We finally found you. Of course, there is no death penalty in our code. I will take you back after answering your questions." Panda said, shaking his head.

"Recycling? What the hell is going on?" I asked in confusion.

"The world you live in is actually just a game in our world, similar to the online games in your world. This game has been in service for more than 4000 years, but it was stopped due to an accident last year. We started recycling about four months ago resources, but the system keeps showing that there are still living things moving and cannot be recovered. So today, we can only send maintenance personnel like me down to do the recovery work," Panda said.

"You said...I'm just a game." I said in surprise.

"You are not even a game, you can only be a prop. We are tired of playing data games, and real interactive games became popular more than 4000 years ago. Do you still remember the stars in the sky? Each one is a monitor, our Players rely on the monitor to observe and operate you."

"Operation? Everything I do is operated by my own brain. How can I operate it?" I asked in confusion.

"Of course you can't be controlled, otherwise how can we make money. The players above spend money to buy resources and attribute points for you, and we place resources and increase attributes. Then the players watch your understanding use resources to develop and progress. This is this game. According to your thinking, it is like secretly placing a piece of wood and a sharp stone next to a savage. Then the wood and stone are resources. If the savage finds it and happens to use the resources to make a stone axe. This is progress, which is the core of the game. We The company has said that it will never change everything that happens in the game, but there are still many players who use cheats to change the game," Panda said.

"I still don't get it," I said.

"This explains your existence. You are a cheat that is being used. You are a character sent in by players through cheating, and you are a character used to cheat." Panda said.

"Cheating? Plug-in? Am I being modified?" I looked at Panda in confusion.

"The game was very profitable in the beginning, and everyone was buying into it. Rich people worked hard to build size and strength, and some extremely perverted characters were created. The thing that dominated the rankings at that time was called a dinosaur, which could basically be said to be invincible." Panda said.

"What does this have to do with me?" I said.

"Your birth is a joke. Back then, there was a wealthy man who bought a lot of points and wanted to give some power to the monkeys. He had points a lot before, and some of the apes were his masterpieces. But that time he made the wrong point, and the pile of points was his own. After the intelligence thing came out, he was laughed at by other players for a long time. At first, he came to us and asked us to change it. But we said that we would not change what had happened, and then the local tyrants began to have their own way. There were even some people who laughed at him, just to see him The jokes also started to light up the intelligence," Panda said.

"How can we become more intelligent?" I said.

"It's a joke, if we pile up intelligence, we can have you. So why not pile intelligence on dinosaurs? Do you think we are all fools? Intelligence only produced one attribute at that time, called unity. And the person with the highest intelligence is not a human, you know Ants? That's the result of only stacking intelligence. The product of stacking intelligence on a dragon is called a velociraptor." Panda said.

"Then how did we get here?" I asked again.

"Just like how you can fly by focusing on strength but not size, by chance, you people were introduced to the concept of tribe. At first, a few people hit one, or even dozens of them hit one. This makes the players with intelligence more and more crazy. , at a certain period, the talent of God was even pointed out. But this is not the fundamental reason for you, but some players cheated." Panda said.

"Cheating?" I said confused again.

"A wealthy man with the power of a dinosaur spent money to make a monitor rotate all day and all night, which is the stars in the sky. At that time, the rocker arm of the monitor was not yet developed, and it could not withstand the wear and tear and fell off. That is what is called The meteor happened to hit the human race. I thought it would cause heavy damage to people, but instead it brought fire. From then on, people began to truly reach the top of the rankings." Panda said.

"And then it developed like this?" I said.

"No, it's just that the methods of cheating are becoming more and more advanced. We are becoming more and more difficult to stop because of this fire. We have no choice but to cancel the options of other races and start not to build new races. We even delete races. Only you humans and some species are left. And we started to build a new story continuation game based on you. Who knows that more and more people are cheating, which is why you have taken this step." Panda said.

"Isn't this great?" I said.

"Players sneak into this world and disguise themselves as pandas. When necessary, they come out to make human beings progress more and more. Do you think your progress depends on yourself?" Panda said.

"You said that our progress does not depend on ourselves, and that the stars in the sky are monitors, but have humans been in outer space a long time ago?" I retorted.

"It's a joke. We can't see what you built on the ground. You intercepted it halfway through the launch. It's not easy to brainwash it and send it back." Panda said.

"Then why is it that everyone is in a vegetative state but I am fine?" I said.

"There was a problem running the game, which caused the server to be shut down. All creatures related to the game data were cut off, and you are not a person in the database." Panda said.

"I'm not? Why?" I said.

"There are many intelligent creatures in our world, and almost every species has some intelligence. There are also humans among them, but humans are a rare protected resource in our world. Just like there are pandas in your world, they are rare because of a fatal flaw, so they are not The top of the food chain. Do you know rabies? Every human in our world has the latent virus of rabies. It attacks like a zombie, and it will be transmitted when you bite the same kind. And you are a human in our world, and you carry this virus with you. Germs. I learned this from an avid player. In order to make the game fun, he planned to build a Dead Rising game to increase the popularity of the game. We have repeatedly emphasized that we will not change the laws of this world, but there is no way to know that you have been brought into The game was compromised, so we had no choice but to stop the server." Panda said.

"You mean, I was brought in by your players? But why don't I know that at all?" I said.

"Brainwashing is a profound knowledge, and now we plan to recycle you." Panda said.

"What will happen to me?" I asked anxiously.

"This is not what I arranged. It will probably be sent to the zoo for exhibition." The panda smiled and took out the gun.

When I woke up again, I appeared in a tin cage.

I had no clothes on me and was surrounded by straw.

All the pandas outside the cage looked at me and even stuffed me with fruit.

The little panda on the side held the hand of the big panda and said, "Mom, these lovely people are so lazy? How can they live for tens of millions of years without hair on their bodies to keep out the cold?"

(End of this chapter)