send me home with your dopamine

Roland opened her eyes suddenly and breathed heavily. The pungent stale smell was wrapped in dust, causing her to cough violently.

"Kill them..."

Fang Xiaoling's words continued to echo, and the face without a body appeared in her mind like a brand, lingering.

After a while, in the dim room, Roland slowly sat up straight and stared blankly at the searchlight on the wall.

The light illuminated a streak of dust visible to the naked eye, which fell obliquely and straightly on the table, making the rust on the table and an envelope particularly conspicuous.

But Roland still subconsciously looked at his left wrist first. The black wristband flashed a red light, which seemed to be in sync with her increasingly clear consciousness. The red light flashed faster and faster.

Until there was a "beep" sound, the wristband played a mechanical voice: "The real body has awakened, welcome you home."

After the broadcast is completed, the wristband automatically turns on and the flashing red light automatically goes out.

Roland wanted to lift his arm, but his skin stuck to the rusty tabletop.

She raised her arm slightly and remained frozen for a long time before the skin was slowly peeled off the table.

Picking up the envelope on the table, Roland looked around fearfully. In his memory, her last moment in the real world should have been in Space Station No. 1 deep underground.

"No! Hasn't my true body been destroyed?" She looked at the various instruments and tools stacked in the corner, as well as the cross standing not far away. She was obviously in an interrogation room.

But except for the noise she made herself, there was no other sound.

She opened the envelope, opened the folded letter paper, and saw the neat words on the letter:

"If you read this letter, it means that the world of the second generation God King will never be restored.

Lei Ai won, Paradise won.

Of course, if you can read this letter...

Haha, maybe these words are just the crazy ramblings of a dying man.

The spies we dispatched successfully brought back a portable mind teleporter, the new device on your wrist.

It is precisely because of this that Lei Ai completely took control of our main stronghold.

When life is in danger, the last thing I can do is to replace your real body on the space station.

The people in Paradise never dreamed that we would do our best to preserve your true form when we perished.

Even we ourselves could not have imagined that you were the only trump card we had left at the last moment.

Lei Ai's plan was so crazy that he stopped all the space station's life cabin servers within one day. Countless people were forced to wake up and were unable to return to the life cabin.

Too many of those poor civilians couldn't accept the reality and committed suicide.

Yes, I think they have been living in that virtual world...

Roland, for you, the cultivation and upbringing you received from the second-generation God King must not be worth your efforts to avenge him, right?

But if you can really wake up now, then there is only one possibility left.

Fang Xiaoling made a choice.

She runs out of dopamine to send you home.

The poor woman who was used as an energy battery by Lei Ai wanted to die with Paradise.

This is why we regard you as our trump card.

You will definitely help her get revenge, right? "

The signature on the letterhead reads: Atlas.

Roland threw the letter on the ground and stood up slowly.

The mechanical parts in her legs made the sound of gears rotating. She walked to the door and pushed open the iron door. She found a corridor that was too long to see the end. The lights on the ceiling kept flashing, as if the power supply had a bad contact, or as if there was a problem in the power supply. It was barely holding on with the last remaining power.

Roland walked, and the sound of steel hitting the ground under his feet became faster and faster.

Running to the door at the end of the corridor, Roland pushed it open with his shoulder and saw an escalator.

She climbed to the top and pushed the tightly closed lid upwards. The sand flowed in like water. Roland continued to move upward against the sand, and finally emerged from the ground. The wind and sand were raging, blowing her hair away.

The endless desert, with haze covering the entire sky.

Roland's mechanical legs didn't feel tired. She ran desperately, as if she knew where she was going. But she didn't know.

The desolate desert made her completely lose her sense of direction, but she didn't want to stop because of it.

Before the power is exhausted, she must find a charging station, so the direction she runs must be towards the Ten Thousand Orbits Realm.

The nobles of Paradise do not need to be recharged.

This is not a gamble, but Roland's choice to take revenge in Fang Xiaoling's way - trusting his own intuition.

There is no logic or any scientific basis, it just feels that the direction is right.

Roland ran without stopping for two days and two nights. At sunrise on the third day, she saw the track in the distance.

She immediately accelerated forward, but as she got closer to the track, her speed gradually became slower and slower.

At the end of the track, there were corpses everywhere.

Like abandoned pieces that no one has picked up, scattered around the overturned chessboard.

Two skinny women walked together on the side-by-side track to the pile of corpses in front of them. They bent down to pick up the screwdrivers used by others and unscrewed a screw on their own arms.

"Stop! Don't do this!" Roland shouted loudly. She knew what they were doing. She could remove her energy battery by opening the button cover on her arm.

The two women looked up at Roland, with expressions of extreme surprise on their faces.

"Why do you have legs?" one of the women asked. "Where do you come from?"

"I come from a virtual world, so I can't tell clearly for a while. Are there charging stations near here?"

"Who is not from the virtual world?" The woman looked her up and down, "Hey - why do you look so familiar to me?"

"She seems a little familiar to me." Another woman looked at Roland, "Have we met in the virtual world?"

Roland sighed helplessly. Such a polite way of communication was too inefficient. She grabbed the neck of the woman on the left and said coldly: "No one will stop you if you want to die. Anyway, you can return to the virtual world." not much."

Roland's cold expression reminded them of something. One of the women said in horror: "First Generation Sir, you...are you back?"

"I'm back to seek justice." Roland let go and asked again, "Charging pile?"

The two women pointed in different directions at the same time and said in unison: "There are both directions."

"Which side is closer?"

Upon hearing this, the woman on the left immediately retracted her arm, leaving only the woman on the right still pointing in one direction.

"First Generation Sir, we thought you abandoned us. Why can't everyone enter the life cabin anymore? Is there some loophole?" The woman on the right followed closely behind Roland and asked.

"If you had shown up earlier, maybe those people wouldn't have died."

This complaint made Roland suddenly stop.

She clenched her fists tightly, her arms trembling.

"Why...you people can feel at ease and know nothing." Roland looked up and looked ahead. The people lying scattered on the railway track made her feel a blockage in her heart. "If you find that you have no blessings, choose to escape. , leave the entire virtual world problem to us.

You guys, who are as submissive as ants, don't even know who your real enemy is when you die!

Now he actually has the nerve to question me...

Has life in the virtual world taught you these things?

Why don't you think of a solution? Why not try to make some efforts, even if it means waiting for rescue, why should you end it on your own...

You ignorant people who are trapped in captivity are really not worthy of pity at all.

They are just as hateful as the people in Paradise. "

"Sir, First Generation... Although I don't quite understand what you said, but no matter what, we are also victims, right?" the woman muttered in a low voice, "And we don't want to be ignorant. It happened so suddenly, and no one Come explain the truth to us.”

"Then why don't you explore the truth for yourselves?" Roland said sternly, "If you don't know anything, just shut up.

In times of crisis, ignorance is a sin.

If you still want to live, stop following me. "