Chapter 55: Burying Along with You
Chapter 55: Burying Along with You
[Silver Wolf returned to that fast food restaurant and that basement. She opened the door. Everything was as it had always been. The hostess had preserved all the arrangements for her. The pink light fell on the screen, like the neon lights of the city, reminding her of the starry sky on that night... She stood on a chair and wiped the arcade screen over and over again, as if trying to erase every speck of dust.]
[Looking at the vividly colored animations playing back and forth on the arcade screen, she seemed to recall many things. The snowfields of the great wilderness, the convoy, the church and fast food restaurant in the oasis area, as well as the gangs and battles in the junk mountain. Along the way, she seemed to have experienced a lot, but she couldn't remember why she had returned here and why she had to come back.]
[Fortunately. Silver Wolf still remembered the life here before. She turned on those old game consoles one by one. Among the eight game consoles, only three could be started. She still remembered her favorite games, the "War Wheel" series, "Geometry Wars", and "Star Cheetah"... So she found the cartridges of these games.]
[However, when she logged into the game with the arcade machine and played several rounds, she found that the points she obtained when clearing the game could never compare to the astronomical number left by [ ].]
[ ]? Why is the game recorder shown as blank? Who is he? Was he a certain player who was here before?]
[She thought for a long time, but in the end, she still silently shook her head... Until the sunlight flowing in through the blinds gradually dimmed. She had ended the game countless times, but the game points she obtained still had an insurmountable gap from that astronomical number.]
[But Silver Wolf was not angry. It seemed that she thought all this was reasonable.]
[Silver Wolf played with the joystick day after day. Just like this fast food restaurant with only one employee, the arcade hall remodeled from the basement, and a few old game consoles. This was her childhood. It was the life she had long been accustomed to.]
[She had no legal name and no identity number. Only the nickname given to her by the hostess. She also had no friends, but she was not alone.]
[This kind of life didn't know how long it lasted. Until one day, she had a confrontation in the field of hacking with an unknown "hacker". She was on the offensive side, while the other party was responsible for defense.]
[This hacking battle in the field of hacking lasted for a long time and finally ended in Silver Wolf's failure. But this hacking battle also led her to the common end that all "legendary" hackers would reach.]
[Tap, tap... She heard footsteps coming from above, getting closer and closer... One person, two people, three people, four people. A man, a woman, a tin man, and... She sat down, turned around, and looked at the empty basement and the person by the door - "I join". The game named "Punk Lod" ended on this day.]
[Before leaving, Silver Wolf took one last look back at the empty basement, as if looking for something.]
[The urban beauty in a white lining and a cape-style shawl coat asked: "Baby, did you leave something behind?"]
[Silver Wolf pursed her thin lips and said: "I... didn't..."]
[The urban beauty with purplish-red hair said with a light smile: "Is it that you are reluctant? You look like you are about to make a fuss."]
["I'm not making a fuss..." Silver Wolf retorted, but then her gaze dimmed again: "It's just that... I seem to have forgotten something..."]
[The urban beauty with purplish-red hair gathered her long violet-red hair and said: "Come on, Silver Wolf. People always have to look ahead, right, A Ren."]
[The black-haired man just silently held the fragmented lacquered sword in his arms and remained silent, as if he didn't agree with this view... Or as if he also remembered some things from the past...]
[...]
[This inherent simulation is over.]
[Achievement obtained: Tomb of Memory (When a person's existing memory is completely erased, perhaps they are already dead). Reward: 500 simulation points.
Achievement obtained: Traveler from Another World (You have set foot in an uninhabited space where you have encountered your own adventure). Reward: 500 simulation points.
Achievement obtained: Fire at Me (With your own strength, you have attracted the firepower of at least one planet). Reward: 500 simulation points.
Simulation evaluation: A. Reward: 2000 simulation points.
[Reward is being distributed:]
[Punk Lod Spirit (five stars), Frail and Sickly (one star), Child King (two stars). If you don't make a choice, the highest star rating is defaulted... The "Punk Lod Spirit" (five stars) has been locked.]
[Simulation points: 13500 (+3500) points (This point can be used in the simulation store).]
[New attribute points *200]
[Unique reward for this inherent simulation obtained: Usage right of the Origin Cartridge (You will become the only authorized person for this cartridge).
Black Domain opening permission (You can freely open the Black Domain and have permission to consult Black Domain data. However, whether the owner of the Black Domain welcomes you depends on your own performance.)]
[Panel update:]
[Bai Heng
Life talent: Beautiful Youth (five stars), Sword Heart (five stars), Punk Lod Spirit (five stars)
[Stamina: 270. Endurance: 270]
[Strength: 470. Agility: 430]
[Spirit: 1600 (Life talent Punk Lod Spirit +1000). Charm: 700]
Note: For ordinary humans who are not on a life path, the average value of each attribute is 100.
Current number of simulations: 0. Refresh time: 25 days.]
....
The surrounding space was in chaos, but at this moment, Bai Heng's spirit was extremely clear.
He opened his ink-gold pupils and felt the surging river water around him. In that rolling black tide, a night dahlia burning with blue-purple flame shadows was sucking, devouring, and burning in this river water...
From the blooming stamens, black silk threads surrounded by black deathly aura had unknowingly wrapped around him and were burning his soul.
If it weren't for those 1000 attribute points in spirit, he wouldn't even be able to detect the existence of these silk threads.
He could only slowly fall into the [tomb] of destruction here until his soul withered and died.
Bai Heng pressed the Origin Cartridge with his fingertip, and his hand that was choking Constance's throat slowly loosened.
Seeing this, a sly smile appeared on Constance's beautiful face. She pressed her slender fingers wrapped in the black sleeve against her alluring pink lips and said:
"What? Have you changed your mind?"
"Yes, I have changed my mind." Bai Heng closed his eyes, his tone calm, as if he really showed an attitude of being at someone's mercy.
Constance looked at Bai Heng and didn't act rashly because she detected some subtle changes in the other party. For example... Those death lines embracing him began to tremble and move irregularly. That was an instinctive fear.
"So..."
"So." Bai Heng opened his ink-gold pupils. In his eyes were reflected countless withered flowers, which constructed a hellish scene:
"Regretfully inform you, Miss Constance."
"This tomb of 'destruction' is destined to be buried along with you."