Horror Game: Crazy criticizes a beauty who has no martial ethics

Chapter 409 Real World: Finale
The sunshine outside the window is particularly bright, shining through the glass and casting a thin halo on the clean floor. Maybe the weather is pleasant today, but even in winter, you can still hear the chirping of birds.

The corridors of the hospital are not like the "No Noise" posted on the wall. Nurses accompany patients who have improved, walking or chatting in the corridors, or several people in the same ward are teasing each other. There is no pain, no worries, everyone Their faces were filled with happy smiles.

The girl in a white velvet coat walked slowly past them, holding a bouquet of bright red roses and came to the front desk first.

"You came?"

The little nurse at the front desk got up and saw her pushing a physical examination report and medical drugs in front of her in a familiar manner: "This is the report this time. There is nothing serious. All the values ​​​​are normal. I believe you will wake up soon." ”

"Thank you."

She took the numerical report and the medicine, turned around and left.

"Tell me, who is her family living in that ward?" The gossipy nurse approached the front desk nurse and couldn't help but ask, "He comes once a week and brings a bouquet of roses every time, and you found out No, no one other than her has visited the patient in that room for such a long time.”

"Maybe they are siblings who depend on each other for life. This kind of thing is not uncommon in our hospital." The nurse at the front desk answered her.

"No, how can any brother or sister send roses? I would say they are a pair of miserable little mandarin ducks. The boy is seriously ill and in a coma. The girl has not changed her original intention and has been silently waiting for the boy to wake up. They will never leave and share life and death together. It is really touching. ”

"Huh? It's not you... you scared me to death, so who the hell needs you to go in person?"

The guilty will be punished and the innocent will be saved.

Since that sacrifice.

Xia Lingge stopped peeling the apple, and then the cell phone in her pocket suddenly rang. She slowly took it out and there was He Zhinian's name on the screen.

He Zhinian's cheerful personality always finds people to mingle with, maybe he found new friends somewhere this time.

The window opposite is half open, and the breeze blowing is cool but can soothe people's tense nerves. There is a person lying quietly on the white bed. His sickly skin, thin facial features, and dull hair color make the bed look like a hospital bed. Those on it can leave with the wind at any time.

……

The world is still the same world. It may make people feel bored, tired, and at a loss, but it will never cause despair, misery, or pain.

On the other side of the phone was He Zhinian's cheerful voice, which was a bit noisy but could not hide his bright smile.

Xia Lingge walked over and closed the window, and then took out the roses in her arms one by one and exchanged them with some dry roses in the vase on the cabinet. The sunlight shone on them, making them quiet and beautiful like a warm picture. Delicate oil painting.

"Okay, you must have been reading too many romance novels recently. I would like to warn you that hospital regulations do not allow you to assign patients at will, otherwise you will be waiting for your salary to be deducted."

"No need, it's not me who's sick."

Xia Lingge sat beside the hospital bed, picked up a fruit knife and peeled the apple on the white porcelain plate: "I am here to tell you that Qin Sheng was arrested and sentenced to life deprivation of political rights, life imprisonment and death. Years later Execution."

Apart from……

Everyone in the game except the dead players has been resurrected, and the world has returned to its former peace and stability. There are no fearful dolls, no natural disasters with flaming flames, no heart-wrenching partings and deaths...

Xia Lingge paused and turned to look at the hospital bed: "...Sicheng."

He Zhinian immediately became nervous: "Hospital?! What's wrong with you?! Where do you feel uncomfortable, which hospital? Just wait, I will go find you!"

Xia Lingge didn't go very far and heard all the conversation between the two nurses, but without saying anything, she turned around and pushed away the room of No. 425.

Fresh roses are extremely dazzling.

Xia Lingge answered him: "No, I'm in the hospital."

"Xiao Lingzi, where are you? Come and have hot pot, but your father will treat me!"

"Sicheng?" The other person on the phone murmured, and then the confusion became more serious. "Who is Sicheng? Male or female? Why haven't I heard that there is such a person next to you? No... When did you Why didn’t I know the friends I made! Don’t be fooled!”

He Zhinian kept talking about how hateful liars were, especially those who liked to lie to young and beautiful girls like her.

But he never thought about whether he had known him before.

yes……

No one remembers Sicheng, no one has any memory of Sicheng, not even Si Ruan, Sicheng's biological sister, can remember less than three or four faces of her, but forgets her biological brother who is connected by blood.

Is this a punishment in the game?

If people don't remember the hero who saved the world, will the hero still be a hero?

Xia Lingge didn't know,

She didn't even know if the future she had sacrificed would be the same in Zero's world. Emotional apathy could help her relieve or even eliminate the emotional pain, but what about him? How did he get over his grief?
The person on the other side of the phone was still chattering. He Zhinian didn't even want to eat and threatened to come and take a look at Sicheng who had sent him away.

"No need." Xia Lingge replied to him: "He loves Jing. Don't disturb him now. When the time comes, I will naturally introduce you and get acquainted with you again."

After that, he hung up the phone.

After a moment of silence, she suddenly looked up at the door of the ward and said, "Come out, I see you."

The door of the ward opened slowly, and a little girl wearing a hospital gown popped up. She looked like she was only seven or eight years old, with two ponytails, and her big round eyes flashed like crystal grapes.

"Cotton flower."

Xia Lingge spoke softly and waved to her with open arms. The Mianhua child called out 'Sister Lingge' and ran over quickly and ran into her arms.

"Sister Lingge, are you coming to see my brother again?"

"Yes."

Xia Lingge put the cotton on her lap and sat down, then put the peeled apple into her hand, "How have you been lately? Do you still have nightmares?"

"Have."

Cotton gnawed on the apple and answered her in a sweet voice: "There are so many nightmares, there are so many monsters, and there are so many brothers and sisters. They always say weird things and always want me to go to very dangerous places. But he said it was for my own good.”

"Then did you go?"

"No, I listened to Sister Lingge. I left them and found an empty box to hide in. Then I counted from one to a thousand, and then I almost woke up from the dream. But sister, I always smell a bad smell. "What are those?"

"Those..."

Xia Lingge lowered her eyes and looked at the watch on the little girl's left wrist - the gorgeous red petals were intertwined in layers, and the color was as beautiful as blood.

"It's just the nutrients needed to nourish the flowers, hehe... you don't have to worry about it."

Cotton nodded confusedly.

Soon, Cotton fell asleep and was taken away by her parents.

Xia Lingge waved goodbye to them, closed her eyes, and a huge blue screen suddenly appeared in her dark field of vision.

[Dear advanced player Xia Lingge, please start your game. 】

"Cotton." Xia Lingge said, "I want to enter Cotton's game copy."

[But this is not in compliance with the regulations. 】

"You said that advanced players can choose their own dungeon games."

[Yes, but it is only limited to selecting a copy of the game, and cannot specifically select a specific person. The system can open the information of low-level players to your maximum rights and provide you with greater convenience in obtaining points, but please also abide by the rules of the copy, otherwise , the system will confiscate all your permissions, please be careful. 】

"Heh." Xia Lingge chuckled nonchalantly, "Do you think you still have the position to say these things now? Advanced players do need the system to obtain more resources, but at the same time, the system also needs advanced players to decipher the game. Perfect and supplement yourself. You want to be perfect, but you don’t want to be controlled by others. Otherwise, you wouldn’t send that invitation to Zero.”

"You originally valued his strong emotions and weak and ignorant methods, so you wanted to take him into your hands to achieve your own perfection, but you never thought that people will change, and his growth is beyond your expectation. You have no idea about the game. The monopoly of rules made you make mistakes, so in the end, you showed him a flower blossom that no one knew about, erasing everyone's memory of him and your judgment of your own mistakes. "

"Am i right?"

The cold system tone stopped speaking, but the small undulating ripples proved Xia Lingge's remarks.

"so……"

Xia Lingge stood up from the chair, raised his head slightly and looked at the blue screen: "From the moment he was annihilated, you have been infected with the bad roots of mankind. You are no longer a 'god' who controls all living beings. Come down, Play a game with the ants you despise."

My game with you.

A bit [open ending]

Because I can’t imagine a specific ending for Xia Lingge, because she seems to be born for danger.

She may continue to battle wits with the game,
Or maybe he will train someone more powerful than himself to take his place and defeat the game.

But no matter what it is, she will do her best first - kill the evil that deserves to be killed and protect the innocent.

Many treasures have asked why the heroine doesn’t go on a killing spree?
Maybe in Xia Lingge's eyes, life and death are the same, and there is no difference between pain and suffering and happiness and sweetness, so she won't care about her own harm and will only see whether the other person's actions satisfy the concept of 'death'. One condition, and as the daughter of a police officer, the awareness of the law is deeply ingrained in her head.

Okay, that’s pretty much it.

Finally, I would like to thank all Baoer who have read this book. Your encouragement is the motivation for me to move forward. Green mountains and green waters, see you again~
Love you (づ￣3￣)づ╭～