Chart Topper Queen

Chapter 133: "Finals" (6)

At this time, in the interstellar universe, there were turmoil, and several terrorist attacks caused panic among people, and information exploded and spread. Therefore, when they found that even the capital star had inevitably been "invaded", they put all their fears with them. Anger poured into this live broadcast.

And at the critical moment of the much-anticipated, TITR company adjusted the progress bar.

The time progress jumped back from the moment the little boy left Junk Star, and jumped to a few years later. As if everything happened in the process was the same, it didn't matter the moment the little girl accepted the little boy's invitation.

Importantly, she did not leave.

She's still on Junk Star.

She refused to leave.

Little Aibe's hair and eyes turned completely gray, and there was no more blue in sight. There is still baby fat on his face, but his facial features are a little more delicate. The height has also increased, but against the background of other people, she is still just a little girl.

He looked only twelve or three years old.

The scene in the live broadcast is very familiar to the audience. It is the high-radiation waters that they have just seen for a while - the place that the junk stars call "wastewater".

Those who were still protesting against TITR's jumping in the timeline, after seeing this scene, immediately realized that there would be an important plot here, and immediately got their appetites and shut their mouths.

If Ai Bei still has supporters, except for the few viewers who can look at her without colored glasses, there are fans who have followed her all the way to live broadcast. And these people, without exception, use what happens in these waters to refute others.

A little girl was imprisoned as a gambling tool, facing the desperate situation of death and mutation, but she broke through the desperate situation and almost threatened the abusers. This is a positive emotional force that breaks the cage.

Now, Abe has once again appeared in the algae-green waters, but her supporters have completely lost the only weapon they can refute.

This time, she was no longer locked in the experimental vessel, but stood in the glass building opposite. She tilted her head slightly, her face reflected on the glass, her grey eyes were particularly calm, as if she was observing the "experiments" in those utensils.

This is a very shocking picture.

Not long ago, she had been locked in a glass bottle covered in blood, and they were angry at her anger, excited at her fearlessness, and sad at her failure. A few years later, she stood on the opposite side, becoming the one who raised the butcher's knife and swung down to her former self.

From time to time, other people around her came up to chat, looking in awe. Most of these people are full of fat stomachs, in stark contrast to most of the skinny people of Junk Star. Not only do they have food and clothing to keep warm, but they can also build skyscrapers on this barren land, arbitrarily controlling the lives of others and enjoying entertainment games.

As Feynman said, someone at the summit looked at a different landscape.

From their complimenting and flattering conversations, it could be heard that after Abe turned ten years old, he slaughtered everyone who stood in that building and looked down on her.

But the audience no longer thinks she is righteous and fearless, it's just a collision of evil and evil. Her ability to grow faster than the growth rate is like the flower of evil thoughts blooming in the sinful land, madly absorbing the blood of the same kind in the land, which will only make people feel that she is terrible.

In the picture, Aibe ignored those people. She chose a number and turned on the lights in the compartment.

Finally, she became the bet.

People can no longer find any excuses for her.

[see it? She is born evil, stop making excuses and excuses for her. ]

[Absolutely can't let her out! ! ! ]

Those who were originally her opponents swept up the upper hand, while disappointment and anger overwhelmed her supporters.

[She has experienced that kind of pain herself, why should she impose the same thing on others? ! I don't know what to say now, I've supported her before, so disappointed. ]

[Criminals are criminals, and it's hilarious to expect her to get better. ]

[This live broadcast is very meaningful, it shows us vividly how people become monsters. ]

[She is not alien, but her mind has mutated. ]

Ironically, Ai Bei's live broadcast room has far more viewers than other players, ranking first in the finals list.

Ordinary script live broadcasts are far less gimmicky than memory live broadcasts, and because of this, people's negative remarks can't wait to pierce her skin and flesh like crazy thorns.

The audience who once supported her bluntly preferred her to die in waste water rather than become a monster.

The second and third live broadcasts were Lucas and Ott, who alternated the rankings. Yu Nai exceeded ordinary expectations and rushed to the fourth place. Later, the audience discovered that these top players all had a lot of friendship with Ai Bei, but they were completely unaware of the information about Ai Bei's imprisonment.

Previously, the news was blocked by TITR while they were preparing the final script. Afterwards, their memory was erased, the barrage was shielded, and they were thrown into the virtual world to become one of the characters they set.

These scripts are transformed into different worlds, such as Lucas's supernatural world, Ott's world of war, and Yu Nai's fairy world. Everyone's live broadcast content is wonderful.

Just as the live broadcast was proceeding in an orderly manner, suddenly, the blocking order inside the system was broken, and the barrage poured into the virtual world after a pause in the screen.

The anchors whose memories were temporarily blocked stopped what they were doing and stared blankly at the text comments that suddenly appeared in front of them.

[What is the relationship between the anchor and the fugitive? ]

[I heard that the contestant in this room came from the same planet as her, what is the name of Changxing. ]

[Unfortunately, the anchors have their memories sealed, I really want to hear them talk about the gossip inside the players, so who has made dangerous remarks with them! ]

[The anchor named Ai Bei...]

In a certain virtual world, the silver-grey-haired boy suddenly raised his head, his eyes seemed to be able to see through the barrage and look directly into the eyes of the audience.

He was stimulated by the barrage and recovered his memory.

"is that you?"

Lin Yuan got straight to the point. After turning on the holographic video, he asked Feynman directly in the first sentence.

Feynman didn't respond. He had too many things at hand, and he was too lazy to deal with unnecessary nonsense.

But he did not refute, and indirectly answered the question asked by Lin Yuan. The young nobleman in the "memory live broadcast" was the one in front of him.

In fact, although Feynman is no longer exactly the same as he was when he was a child, the same name and similar appearance have attracted the attention of many insiders, but most people dare not ask him.

This news was blocked to the outside world, and outsiders did not have the right to view his information, so many people who wanted to find "Little Feynman" turned back. any information" the information itself, boldly guessed and imagined his existence.

Lin Yuan was one of the few who dared to make fun of him.

But they both know it's not just about entertainment.

"I didn't expect to have the opportunity to see your childhood in this way." He laughed contentedly for a while, and then he got to the point, "In the past two days, there has been a lot of publicity about the government's treatment of dust stars in the past 100 years. The wise decision of the company, to preach that they paid a huge price to lock the prison of the devil. These old guys are really crazy, they want to stay in this way? I'm afraid they haven't calculated the risk-return ratio of investment, think about it carefully , it may not be worthwhile.”

"Uh-huh." Feynman finally reluctantly gave a response, "The so-called dust star is the Rice family's gold mine. He will take this step, which is indeed beyond my expectations."

"In recent years, his polls have not been very good, and the popularity of the public has been declining year by year. The Rice family has always relied on political status as a refuge to make a lot of money. The current one is pushed up by a lot of money, so I'm offended. A lot of people. If he steps down now, I'm afraid this family will be torn apart by the enemy, of course...the enemy family may not be without your share." Lin Yuan's tone was playful.

It turned out that Feynman was not sure who was the mastermind of the kidnapping case when he was a child, but when the current supreme ruler played Dust Star's trump card, he automatically locked the target person.

Coinciding with the political election, Feynman was one of the consuls and the chief nemesis of the chief consul who is still in office.

This is probably what the other party didn't expect back then.

"It's not just the Rice family." He called out a list with a cold expression. There are many aristocratic families on the list. These people clearly know the internal operation mode of Dust Star and have rights to related industries of Dust Star. Of course, some of them are latecomers and have nothing to do with the kidnapping case of that year. participation is purely a matter of interest.

The villains on the dust star can continuously send personnel to the dark organization, or they can send targets that need to be secretly killed into this hell. If necessary, they can also put aliens into society to cause unrest, and then kill them as One side's achievements. The garbage collection station is only its superficial name, and the benefits it can bring are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

For such an inexhaustible treasure trove, when the ruler of the Rice family planned to launch it in order to stay in office, he might not have obtained the consent of everyone in the clan.

And once junk stars are pushed to the front and known to the public, they are not allowed to change their strategies. The eyes of the people are bound to be attracted by it, and they become natural monitors.

But at present, although they have lost future interests, they have already achieved their current goals.

As we all know, when the people find out that battle is about to take place outside, they become very united inside. When the people discovered the existence of Junk Star, they naturally had trouble sleeping and eating. As the first criminal who was caught, Aibe’s image represented Junk Star. The more evil she existed, the more powerful those who could control and punish her would be able to continue. Get compliments. Because of the existence of evil forces, he even gained the power to mobilize the army and extended his hand to the card in Lin Yuan's hand.

Therefore, the relationship between Lin Yuan and Feynman is unbreakable - in this moment.

This conversation between the two is to discuss the next countermeasures. They analyzed the layout and future direction of the two sides, looking for breakthrough points, and the six-hour conversation finally ended before dinner.

Just before he was about to cut off the terminal communication, Lin Yuan suddenly asked, "Why didn't you take her away at that time?"

On the other side of the video, the light-blond-haired man briefly paused for a moment, and he looked up without any warmth in his eyes.

"You forgot? I don't have that memory."

Lin Yuan checked his expression, smiled lightly, but did not continue to ask, but said: "I suspect now that it is not someone else who caused you to lose your memory."

"Maybe there is another name missing from the list of shares in Duststar I got." Feynman responded scornfully.

They said two things, but they were referring to the same name.

Feynman survived after being kidnapped. His family could not easily let the mastermind go, but Feynman himself had no idea about the process and result of the final solution. Then it is very likely that they took this opportunity to get a piece of the pie.

Only by becoming a vested interest will they be reluctant to destroy the original order of the planet.

Lin Yuan sighed: "It can be seen that the dirtiest thing in this world is not monsters, but politics."

After disconnecting the video, Lin Yuan got the news that the live broadcast was in chaos.

He opened his younger brother's live broadcast, and only saw a barrage that was enough to block the screen. The character in this play is obviously black-haired, but he still has silver-grey hair dyed, like a rebellious teenager.

Right now he was sorting out his backpack, with a hat on his head, so he couldn't see clearly.

Even the audience couldn't understand what he was going to do, why did he give up halfway through the plot and start packing.

Lin Yuan casually contacted the staff of TITR and obtained permission to directly communicate with people in the virtual world.

"What are you going to do?"

Lucas saw the system reminder and got a special pair of earphones. After he put them on, he heard his brother's voice. He didn't stop what he was doing, but said, "Go find someone." The screen was cut out, and the audience could only see his back, but couldn't hear his voice.

Lin Yuan asked knowingly, "Ai Bei?"

"..."

"Someone will do this." Lin Yuan remembered the state of his friend. No matter how well he concealed it, he also revealed a little clue. In addition, the blockade of other players' live broadcasts has been lifted... "You belong to you, I belong to me." Lucas probably learned about the development of the outside world from the audience. He heard the name of "Feynman" and also learned from his brother's The attitude confirms who the "male protagonist" of the story is. "Do you need me to lend you a Starnet Army?"

"No need." Lucas - Lin Sen vetoed, "I made an agreement with that red hair, and we will cooperate '□□'."

While speaking, he had already stuffed everything he needed into his backpack. What he had to do was to pass through the wall in the virtual world, and go from his world to Abe's world.

"Red Hair, are you referring to the anchor named Otto? I forgot to tell you that the military found his background, and he is most likely an interstellar pirate."

It's just that compared to the sinful dust star, even the interstellar pirate has to stand aside. Before fully confirming his identity, in order not to distract the audience's attention, his news has not been disclosed so far.

Lin Sen raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Fortunately, I didn't join the army?"

Then there will be no such "insiders", and there is no need to obey the rules of the military.

Lin Yuan: "..."

"Don't say it."

He ruthlessly unplugged the wireless earphones, looked up at the camera, and finally blew a kiss to the audience, as if to start an adventure, "I'm going to pick her up. Bye."

Before the audience recovered from his sudden business, they looked at him, the protagonist, and disappeared into the virtual world.

On the other hand, Feynman pushed aside those seemingly important and busy government affairs, and also activated a special communication channel to connect a special "friend".

The avatar was projected on the space stage, and the two stood opposite each other, as if standing in front of a mirror, with the same light blonde color, gray-blue eyes, and even the arrogance and arrogance on the corners of their lips.

It's just that his eyes are sharp, like rare and expensive tanzanite, while the eyes of the virtual person on the opposite side are more obscure, like fog and rain, as if there is a story hidden behind it.

"How?" he asked.

"Okay." The other party raised the corner of his lips, "It's easy to let those people out."

"Thank you."

The virtual person glanced at Feynman, "What position do you stand on to say this to me, her childhood friend? A former friend who lost her memory? Or a noble consul?"

What he meant was that what he did had nothing to do with him.

"All." Feynman nodded, and his words showed sharpness. "I think, no matter what kind of identity I am, I can thank you. This is just basic courtesy." And this response did not make his mood change. Better yet, he lowered his eyes, "What are you going to do next?"

Hall, who appeared in a virtual body, smiled, "This time, it's my turn to guide her."

The planets in the universe, everything is on the right track, the details are out of control, but a big explosion is quietly brewing.

"Memory Live" is out of control.

Like a planetary collision, a violent explosion magnetic field was released, and the employees of TITR Company broke into a cold sweat when they saw the monitored accident. The scene of the external live broadcast has not changed, and the internal data was the first to be monitored for unknown data that appeared, swallowing their system programs like a black hole.

The otherwise orderly company employees are chaotic, coming and going in a hurry, and system vulnerabilities can be detected everywhere.

"Why did the accident happen suddenly? For this project, the senior management applied for the senior mastermind. Such an accident should not happen." The leaders at the leadership level were angry at the project leader.

The person in charge was obedient. After exiting the door, his expression changed slightly. After a moment of contemplation, he came to the monitor to observe the data.

He used to be the person in charge of Long Day Star. Because Ai Bei entered the finals all the way, he was also valued and promoted within the company. Then Aibe's identity was revealed, and as the staff member who was most familiar with Aibe, he became the person in charge of this project.

"Wait, the connection with the master has been disconnected." The internal monitor was sweating on his forehead.

The external monitor stood up suddenly: "I can't control it! The external live broadcast is about to change the scene, and the Public Control Department is ready!"

"Help, can the market forecast department give you expected feedback? This time the movement is too big, and the public control department is urgently lacking people!"

"The bug can't be fixed in a short time. The solution now is to wake the girl up immediately. This is a 'memory live broadcast'. As long as she wakes up, the live broadcast can be interrupted."

The person in charge immediately shook his head: "No, I have no right to issue this order!"

"Then who has the right to wake her up?"

"No one."

The busy people paused for a moment, and the person in charge smiled bitterly: "This is not as simple as an entertainment project, it is best to control it, or else..."

Among the crowded virtual screens in the square, the small built-in images of private cars, and all the home holograms, all viewers watching the "memory live broadcast" saw the shaking of the screen at a certain moment.

The next moment, the originally dirty and dirty Junk Star image suddenly darkened and went dark. Just when people were stunned, a new, beautiful and warm picture appeared in front of them.

Abe's memory begins to fall apart the moment he wins the bet. She won and won the chips that others put on the table, but her heart was still very quiet, without the frenzy and joy of other gamblers, and without the urge to spend wildly. She just took what she was supposed to take, nodding when someone came up to congratulate her, and hitting back when someone tried to provoke her.

She knows that she is not like other people, she is not afraid, not crazy, not so much greed and desire.

Is it because she is too young?

The people who have been able to live on this sinful planet are mostly adult human beings, and according to others, there are very few children like her who can climb to the top.

She is an outlier.

It doesn't matter, she thinks it's fine.

When the nerves began to throb, Ai Bei thought to himself, did he not guard against being plotted against?

Death wasn't too bad for them either.

But she didn't die, she just got a headache from the quarrel. There were many voices in her mind, hers and another girl's. The two voices seemed to be in two parallel time and space, never overlapping.

In the midst of such noise and confusion, a beam of sunlight fell on her eyelids, she moved her fingertips and sat up from the bed.

"Good morning baby." The woman with a nice perfume appeared, leaned over and kissed her forehead, "Did you sleep well at night? It's time for breakfast."

She blinked her eyes in confusion.

This is her home.

Could it be that those wicked and terrifying scenes...were she dreaming?

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