MM Racing Chapter 276: Poem of Life 21: I! Can afford to lose!
Chapter 276: Poem of Life 21: I! Can afford to lose!
Shen Zishu did not answer immediately. He lowered his eyes to check the various codes on the light screen, picked them out and began to optimize them, trying to make Eclipse's crazy behavior safer.
You have to know that the kernel is the core that maintains the operation of the semicolon machine. If the kernel is without the semicolon machine, it will be useless. Therefore, Eclipse's behavior is undoubtedly crazy.
"If I can live to see everyone's freedom, can I do what I want?" Eclipse asked, "Having this body is enough for me to walk in the world. My brother and I can stay together without worrying about other trivial matters, and then we can have a relationship like you two."
Eclipse smiled bitterly, his eyes lowered and his expression gloomy.
But how will that future come?
From the moment they were created, they became victims of victory. Whether it was a victory for humans or a victory for the host, they would die.
The heart popped out, the densely packed data cables were disconnected from the core, the pair of dark red eyes full of sadness closed, leaving only the heart that was faintly flickering with red light.
It was beating slightly, and the frequency of the beating gradually slowed down until it finally became a quiet model.
He Feng looked at Eclipse who had entered standby mode again and said nothing. He just took Shen Zishu's hand.
In fact, when Eclipse started questioning, Shen Zishu's mood had already become unusual, and now he was still holding on, which made He Feng feel distressed.
They came out of the secret room and left through the window along the same route.
During the whole process, Shen Zishu was very quiet and was held obediently by He Feng.
When passing by the residential area, the children who had eaten the candies were standing on the roadside. Some smiled and said goodbye to the two, while others waved timidly. He Feng smiled and nodded in response, then took Shen Zishu's hand and walked into the stairwell.
The door leading to the dungeon closed, and before He Feng could touch the switch on the wall, Shen Zishu hugged him in his arms.
The emotions that he had been suppressing were finally released. Shen Zishu buried his head in his lover's neck. He took a deep breath but could not utter a word.
The live broadcast room that had just been opened was closed again by He Feng. He reached out and rubbed the head buried in his neck.
Neither of them spoke first, and the stairwell was silent.
He Feng heard Shen Zishu's labored breathing, and then his neck felt wet, with strings of water droplets rolling into He Feng's clothes.
The title of Creator was so important to Shen Zishu that he spent ten years using his life to fight against the horror game system, but still couldn't get rid of this name.
Shen Zishu is the creator of all this, but as the creator, he can do nothing.
He couldn't stop the horror game system, couldn't stop these ridiculous games, and couldn't save the people he wanted to save.
There is nothing he can do.
The horror game system pulled him into the game when his life was coming to an end, giving him an immortal body and soul, but also eternal loneliness.
What does the Creator get?
All Shen Zishu got from beginning to end was despair.
He had no choice but to kill these semicolon machines. All of them would die and no one could come to save them.
Eclipse's emotions were too strong, and the burning anger was impossible to look directly at. Just as He Feng couldn't say anything, Shen Zishu had no way out either.
"I seem to be very wrong." Shen Zishu suddenly laughed out loud, his voice trembling a little: "If only I had never set foot on this path."
He Feng's heart tightened. He held Shen Zishu's hand tightly, wanting to comfort him but not knowing how to start.
Compared to He Feng, Shen Zishu's collapse was unusually quiet, as if he had suppressed all his emotions very well, and only revealed some when he couldn't hold on any more, and then he stopped in time.
He seemed to have been forcing himself to get used to this feeling, and finally accept everything, endure everything, and welcome everything.
Shen Zishu would only show this brief out-of-control emotion to He Feng, just like a savior would only cry on the shoulder of his believer, and the believer would only show his emotional catharsis to the savior.
The two of them were always like two wounded little animals, habitually showing their wounds to each other and letting the other lick them to heal them.
The two people complement each other and cannot be separated.
After staying quietly for a while, Shen Zishu subsided his outward emotions and took a deep breath. He closed his eyes and leaned on He Feng's shoulder, looking both attached and helpless.
"My dear, I can't see the future clearly." Shen Zishu said, "But I will go with you to welcome that victory."
He Feng tilted his head and kissed Shen Zishu on the cheek: "Yes, all the semicolon machines will not die in vain. We will definitely get this fairness for them."
Shen Zishu hummed, and he hugged He Feng tightly: "And I will love you forever."
"I know." He Feng nodded. He leaned back and nudged Shen Zishu: "Me too."
There seemed to be nothing wrong with this conversation, but Huyan Wanji felt something was wrong for some reason, but he could not find any suspicious points. He looked at the two people hugging each other, frowning and pondering carefully.
Zhang Yu stood beside him, arms folded across her chest, looking at the two people hugging each other and feeling a tightness in her heart: "God has eyes, please don't hurt this couple anymore, really, it almost breaks my heart just looking at them."
Chu Siqi also nodded in agreement: "That sentence 'I will love you forever' is so heartbreaking. Woohoo, believers will always love their savior!"
Si Shanyue slid over in his gaming chair and said, "But gods and believers can't be together."
The other six people: ...
"What do you mean?" Zhang Yu rolled up his sleeves and said, "Go ahead."
Six people attacked together and beat Si Shanyue together.
Although I don't feel any pain as data, but! This is really humiliating!
Si Shanyue was unconvinced and waved his arms, shouting that the world was unfair, but was punched twice by his beloved boyfriend.
"Cherish the present moment." Jiang Chong said, "It means that it won't hurt now. Wait until you have a chance to copy it and you can try it."
Si Shanyue: ...
So blame him?
The seven people were fighting enthusiastically. He Feng and Shen Zishu had already turned on the lights and walked up the stairs hand in hand.
The live broadcast room that had been closed was finally opened, and the audience who had been waiting for a long time all rushed in.
[What happened just now? Why did they kick us out right after we started the live broadcast? What the hell is this horror game system?! If you don’t know how to do this live broadcast, you don’t have to do it! Why do you keep stopping the broadcast! What can’t be broadcasted!]
[That’s right, aren’t there still some people who use the name of NPC to make money by live streaming? It’s so disgusting, but the horror game system doesn’t care about it. Hege is so fresh here, but he shuts it down randomly. He’s sick!]
[I have been digging in the gold rush dungeon for ten years but I still can’t dig out the magic gold of the horror game system. Yue!]
"If the live broadcast content does not conflict with the interests of the horror game system, why would it be shut down?" He Feng sneered: "In the final analysis, it is just a clumsy self-protection behavior of the horror game system, but what can it protect?"
[What He Ge said makes a lot of sense. Everyone here knows that as long as there is important information related to the dungeon clearance, the live broadcast room will automatically block it and turn it into asterisks. It will even change the numbers to confuse the players. It's really enough.]
[That’s true, especially since Hege’s livestreaming room was forced to shut down because of that. You know what I mean! It’s a banned word, I can’t type it at all. I’m really impressed.]
[So how is Hege doing now?]
He Feng paused for a moment, thinking about this question as he walked up the stairs.
The situation is already very clear. The Poem of Life has two subunits, Unit 2 and Unit 3. Unit 2 is Linglan, whom they rescued yesterday, and Unit 3 is Eclipse, the leader of the entire human base.
The situation is clear and the goal is clear, but He Feng doesn't know how to deal with it.
So he planned to go back to the base to eat first.
"Who can live without eating?" He Feng replied: "So what are we eating tonight?"
Audiences:……
good question.
Humans will encounter many problems in their lives, and the most difficult one to solve may be what to eat.
He Feng and Shen Zishu returned to where the five people had camped and found the three men playing cards.
How should I put it? They are evenly matched.
All the good cards are in Lu Ming's hand, and the rest are in Sheng Nancheng and Fu Shi's hands, so Lu Ming is not allowed to play any cards. Although it seems that he is holding the cards and playing, in fact he is just holding the cards and is not allowed to do anything else.
"Three with one!" The little crybaby was very excited: "I only have one card, haha!"
Fu Shi showed an unfathomable smile, and he showed the bomb in his hand: "Say another word."
Sheng Nancheng: ...
The little crybaby snorted, and the one left in his hand was 2!
Do you know how valuable 2 is to them? That is the card that Sheng Nancheng got after triggering the "Good Luck Comes After Bad Times"!
He just didn't believe that his brother Shi wouldn't have a single card in his hand!
Afterwards, Sheng Nancheng felt that he had to believe it.
Fu Shi still had a lot of cards left in his hand, and he kept playing them out, until only two were left.
Under Sheng Nancheng's expectant gaze, Fu Shi smiled faintly and defeated Sheng Nancheng again with a pair of 3.
Fu Shi, whose luck value was 36, laughed loudly, looking extremely arrogant.
Compared to his arrogance, Sheng Nancheng was almost going crazy. He fell on the table with a wail, looking at Fu Shi aggrievedly, begging his dear brother Shi to forgive him.
"Don't even think about it." Fu Shi raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "Don't make this a habit!"
He Feng saw that there was something interesting to watch, so he hurried over and said, "What's wrong? What's the punishment?"
"Truth or Dare." Fu Shi waved his hand and asked without thinking, "Can you stand up?"
Sheng Nancheng paused for a moment, turned his head, raised his hand and pinched the muscles on Lu Ming's arm, then turned back to look at Fu Shi: "I don't think I can stand up."
Fu Shi was so disappointed that he said, "What a sin! I'll let it go, but why are you two both the ones at the bottom?"
He Feng: "No, why are you talking to me about this?"
Fu Shi started to argue with him: "You think there should be one person among us who can stand up?"
"Yes." He Feng said without hesitation: "That little Qian, Qian Youlin, he was stunned."
Fu Shi became interested: "Really?"
"Really." He Feng nodded: "It's just that it has never been successful."
Fu Shi: ...
What a waste of time if you didn’t succeed!
At this point, He Feng pushed Lu Ming away and asked the two people who could cook to discuss what to cook. He joined the card table.
Seeing He Feng joining, Sheng Nan Cheng felt relieved. He didn't believe that he couldn't win with his brother's luck value of -70.
The three of them were playing cards and chatting at the same time. Fu Shi was very angry and said that if he could find someone, he would give them a hand.
He Feng threw out a pair of six: "I don't believe it."
Fu Shi was so excited that he almost overturned the card table. He argued and asked He Feng why he didn't believe it.
"Oh, when you really touch him and see Shi Fu's eyes, you will be stunned. What are you stunned for?" He Feng waved his hand to indicate that he couldn't keep up with the crybaby: "He has been guarding you for so many years, and you still have the heart to refute him? You still have the heart to rebel? I tell you, by then you will want to give him everything you have."
Fu Shi also waved his hand at Sheng Nancheng, indicating that he couldn't keep up with him: "Don't say that, you really shouldn't say that, it makes a lot of sense."
Sheng Nancheng smiled and played a pair of 2s: "I only have two cards left."
He Feng and Fu Shi looked at each other inadvertently. When Sheng Nancheng was complacent, he changed the cards and Fu Shi's little king was in He Feng's hand. The king exploded and destroyed Sheng Nancheng's smiling face.
"Brother!" Sheng Nancheng was dissatisfied: "How dare you use a trump card with a negative luck value of 70!"
"My luck value was positive 70 when I first entered the game." He Feng emphasized the word "positive". He looked at Sheng Nancheng with a fake smile and said, "What do you think? Any comments?"
The excited little crybaby sat down, feeling wronged but unable to resist: "No, no, how dare I."
Afterwards, the little crybaby held a pair of Js and watched his brother and his brother play cards one round at a time endlessly.
The cards played were all ones he couldn't keep up with, such as airplanes, straights, and pairs. It was even worse, He Feng played a pair of Qs, but was suppressed by Fu Shi's pair of Ks. Then, the little crybaby watched He Feng play the last two cards in his hand.
Okay, a pair of Aces.
He's playing shit.
"I suspect you two are up to something shady!" Sheng Nancheng shouted, "That's it, right?"
"Don't wrongly accuse a good person." He Feng smiled: "Can't afford to lose? It doesn't matter, we are both your brothers, it's not shameful to be unable to lose."
Little crybaby: ...
"Who can't afford to lose!" Sheng Nancheng stood up: "I! Can afford to lose!"
"Good job!" Fu Shi slapped the table and said with a smile, "You have guts! You are worthy of being raised by me!"
It was only then that Sheng Nancheng realized that something was wrong. He and He Feng were commoners, and Fu Shi was the landlord. If He Feng won, it would be the commoners who won, and Fu Shi should be the loser. How come he lost?
He Feng looked at Fu Shi: "That's right, the little crybaby is really capable. So let's not talk about truth or falsehood, let's do it on a dare."
Fu Shi frowned: "Big Dare? That's not a good idea. I think just telling the truth will do."
He Feng slammed the table and said, "What are you talking about! Our crybaby will definitely accept the big dare! He is so awesome!"
Fu Shi thought about it and said seriously: "It is true, I think too much."
Having said this, the two of them looked at Sheng Nancheng together.
The two brothers of the little crybaby looked at him with a smile and asked in unison: "What do you think?"