This director needs to apologize

Chapter 365 Creepy
Mitu's brain was boiling with steam. Although she had some predictions about the turning point, she really didn't expect that Chen Yiming would turn like this.

Not too amazing, but too ordinary.

Ideas like AI transforming into humans were really not considered great ideas in 2015. Movies with similar themes were available both at home and abroad. The year before last, there was a Hollywood science fiction blockbuster called "Robot" that was released in China.

If there is any innovation in "The Thirteenth Floor", it's probably that the previous chapters sold very well. Before the emergence of Code Space, she had been thinking about time travel and had not considered virtual reality at all.

After all, movies of this type in the past rarely shaped virtual spaces in a 100% realistic direction. Even if you don’t explain it clearly, you can still see the obvious sense of violation. The more common setting is to build a utopian virtual ideal land. , allowing humans to obtain a sense of pleasure that cannot be obtained in reality by immersing themselves in it.

Like Chen Yiming, he creates a virtual slum in the future society, and then future people go in to reminisce about the daily life of the ancestors. What is the picture, and where does the pleasure come from?
However, thinking about it from this perspective, Mitu found that the underlying setting of the movie is logically self-consistent. The virtual city of Chongqing is not to serve humans, but to evolve AI, and players are just investigators who come in to watch.

However, at this point in the deduction, Mitu still feels that the infrastructure is a bit weak. The awakened AI sacrifices itself for human ambitions and mistakes. This main line also feels a bit routine and mediocre to her.

In short, if Narukami only handed over an answer sheet of this level, Mitu would always feel an unfulfilled disappointment.

On the big screen, the camera turned back to the yacht in the virtual city of Chongqing. Pan Yueming seemed to have two lives in one moment. While he was calming down, Song Jia once again started a riddle contest with Chen Kun.

Seeing this, Mitu already understood that the "players" could not do whatever they wanted in the virtual Chongqing City. In other words, both Song Jia and Chen Kun were tacitly following a constraint, which was not to reveal any information about the real world.

Song Jia closely followed the previous bet and asked Chen Kun to fulfill his promise, but Chen Kun was still unhurried and calm, and readily agreed to fulfill the promise.

The next moment, in the cable car of the Jiangshang Cableway, two passengers sitting side by side suddenly flashed a faint stream of code.

Chen Kun walked up and patted Pan Yueming's shoulder vigorously. "You are indeed a special one. Unlike other locals, they believe whatever I say. Fortunately, they met an honest person like me."

Chen Kun didn't stay here after coming in, but he had been in and out many times. Every time he had to lose some NPC friends, in order to retain their memories of him, he tried a lot. All methods, unfortunately, are in vain.

But something happened that shocked Song Jia. The first thing Pan Yueming said was to ask to talk to Chen Kun alone.

The next moment, Chen Kun unexpectedly broke through and delivered an impassioned speech.

In the process, Chen Kun used simple metaphors to tell Pan Yueming another version of "The Past in Chongqing".

Chen Kun said with a smile, "I'm not like that woman who only talks. My creed is that seeing is believing. Come on, brother, let me show you some fun things."

Pan Yueming replied calmly that he could not come back for the time being, not because he was unwilling, but because he was unable.

Song Jia left with a complicated look in her eyes. Pan Yueming went straight to the point and asked Chen Kun what he wanted to do after all the trouble.

The camera zoomed in to give a close-up of Chen Kun's hand on Pan Yueming's shoulder. Starting from his fingertips, the flowing code quickly expanded to the bodies of the two people. After being completely coded, it merged into a visible code space. Then the space began to move towards The heart collapses until it is reduced to a point and passes away.

At his wits' end, Chen Kun decided to use his super administrator privileges to completely change this ruthless virtual city of Chongqing. He couldn't get back his friends from many times in the past, but he could save his friends this time.

Before he finished speaking, the girl took the boy's hand, the code flow started again, and the scene changed again.

You are also a smart person, and a particularly smart person. You are the first local to come back here from outside. Have you met your friend? Is he particularly happy now?

This is a young couple. The girl said to the boy who looked shocked, I never say it with my mouth, I just let you feel it for yourself.

Chen Kun suddenly burst into hysterical laughter. He laughed until he fell to the ground holding his belly. After getting up for a while, he said that this must be what the woman said. Do you believe it?

The arrival of every player means the death of an NPC. The so-called formatting intervention of the main artificial intelligence does not selectively eliminate the part of the NPC's memory about the player, but directly deletes the entire NPC and then regenerates a new one. .

What to do? Why do you have to do something?
I don’t want to do anything, I don’t want to do anything. I come here because I think it’s fun, and no one forces me to do anything!
What’s interesting is that I found that here, just like outside, there will be some smart people from time to time who want to take the initiative to do something, and I just have a way to meet their requirements, so you see, one is different and the other is wide, and everyone is happy.

Pan Yueming shook his head and said, "I don't believe it. I don't believe either of you."

Chen Kun led Pan Yueming to continuously "jump" in the virtual Chongqing City, descending on NPCs all over Chongqing City, and also took the audience in the screening hall to appreciate the famous landmarks of Chongqing City one by one, such as the Jiefang Monument, Hongya Cave, Grand Theater, Liziba …

Even if he had to send them to another world.

For the last "jump", the two of them sat in a convertible sports car and drove on the Panlong Overpass, which is known as the most willful construction in China. Chen Kun in the driver's seat said that you and I are Shen Ming's mutual friends. For the sake of this As a courtesy, I can give you a preferential treatment.

Chen Kun snapped his fingers, and the code on the butt of the car transformed into a man in black. It was Zhou Zhaolong who had previously staged a parkour drama with Wu Yue. The latter stood on the back cover of the sports car like a statue, motionless at a speed of a hundred yards. Chen Kun pointed at him and said, I am willing to give you a fixed room on the 13th floor and enjoy his security services for free.

Pan Yueming asked for the first time, what exactly is the 13th floor?
Chen Kun replied that Yucheng is a grand theater and the 13th floor is the cloakroom. Whether it is an actor performing on the stage or an audience watching the performance, they need to change into the designated clothes in the cloakroom before entering.

It's just that they wear what they want, and we wear what we want. How about it, are you interested in mastering this ability?

After a burst of sparks and lightning, the two returned to the room on the yacht. At this time, Song Jia was already sitting at the round table. Pan Yueming and Chen Kun walked over and the three of them sat down in the shape of a cross.

Pan Yueming said, no matter how true or false what you say, I agree to your request, but before sitting on that damn tube bed, I have to go out alone.

Chen Kun reached out his hand to help himself in a very gentlemanly manner. Song Jia hesitated to speak but in the end did not speak. He just said, I am waiting for you here.

Pan Yueming nodded, stood up and walked out expressionlessly.

Chen Kun approached Song Jia with squinted eyes and said in a serious voice, "Do you want to know what we said?"
Song Jia's straight back relaxed a little, and she lowered her eyes and replied, "I don't care, I just hope you keep your promise."

When the camera turned, Pan Yueming followed the old gentleman off the yacht and stepped onto the Chaotianmen Pier. He walked up the steps to the top, turned around and looked down at the yacht.

After a moment, he suddenly turned around, stopped a taxi and got in.

After the transition, the taxi stopped in front of the police station. Pan Yueming got out of the car, closed the door, and drove to the opposite side across the taxi. Standing across the road was none other than Uncle Shuai, the policeman.

The two were walking side by side on the street. Pan Yueming asked the police, when did you start retaining your memory?

The police replied, 1024 days ago.

Pan Yueming asked again, how many times has your partner been here during this period?

The police said, 4 times.

Pan Yueming sighed. At that time, I thought you would stop her from sitting in. Can you tell me what you think?
The policeman also sighed. I don't know who she is, and I don't know who I am, but I know who my partner will be after she leaves.

Pan Yueming stretched out his hand, and the policeman was stunned for a moment before extending his hand, holding his hands, and a stream of code flashed past.

The policeman looked shocked, but Pan Yueming did not explain, took back his hand and turned around to leave.

After the transition, the scene changed to a single ward, with a person lying in the middle of the bed. The camera was pushed to the head, which was Chen Kun's face.

But at this time, his face was extremely pale, his eyes were closed, a respirator was attached to his face, and his chest was almost non-rising.

The door opened, and a group of people in white coats walked in. In the middle was an old man with a white beard. The woman beside him was clearly Song Jia.

The old man walked to the hospital bed, examined Chen Kun and then said to Song Jia, "Your husband does show signs of waking up. This is really a miracle."

Song Jia looked like she was crying with joy, bowed repeatedly to the old man, and shook hands with everyone in white coats to thank him.

The crowd dispersed, leaving only Song Jia in the ward. She sat in front of the hospital bed, took Chen Kun's hand and stroked it.

With nostalgia and love on her face, she murmured to herself in a low voice, but the content of her words made Mitu's hair stand on end.

My husband should be a great hero who saves the world. He is steady, motivated, responsible and compassionate. How could he be that otaku who has lost his mind?

She leaned over and touched Chen Kun's face, and continued to say, you must also be willing to be that person, no need to thank me, this is what I should do.

The monitoring instrument at the bedside seemed to hear Song Jia's words. The originally stable curve suddenly began to beat like crazy, and after a period of ups and downs, it suddenly made a long "beep" sound.

The door opened and a group of nurses rushed in. Regardless of Song Jia's panic, she was squeezed out of the hospital bed. On the monitoring equipment, the fluctuations disappeared and long lines became flat, and then the display screen turned black like a TV turned off.

(End of this chapter)