Congratulations on Your Successful Escape

Chapter 223

November 20XX.

This winter came very early, and the temperature dropped below zero without warning, which caught everyone off guard.

Along with the cold winter, the entire country was swept up by political scandals-they spread quickly across the Internet at a viral rate, and all those in power who tried to press down the scandal would see themselves the next day. The name carries countless dark rights. Money transactions make headlines.

"The inside of the new energy plan laboratory broke out again, and the military suspected of manufacturing weapons of mass destruction."

"Large surveillance plans have been exposed, and the public's right to privacy has disappeared."

"5031 top-secret documents flowed out, and the flow of hundreds of billions of funds is unknown?"

"In the past ten years, there have been reports of missing persons, and the government's hidden departments are suspected to be responsible."

...

All the media are waiting for it, exhausted, search engines and related websites have crashed several times, the relevant crisis departments have almost been crushed, and the speed of clarification of copywriting cannot even keep up with the new round of bombings-those leaked inside information are So dense, secretive, and horrible, this invisible political governance earthquake quickly hit the entire country A along with the sharply falling temperature.

No one knows who is behind the scenes.

At the end of each anonymously streamed file was a simple, abstract icon that seemed to be a smiling teddy bear.

Until a relevant practitioner recognizes a line of familiar, almost iconic code in this icon-explosive news has occupied almost all media headlines:

"Famous international terrorist, hacker ONE returned to the world after disappearing for eleven years?"

"Who is the mysterious person behind a series of military and political scandals? Mysterious hackers are said to be responsible for this?"

In time, all the true or false, or exaggerated or secretive speculations flooded all social media, and the legends that have long been forgotten in the depths of the Internet were once again dug out, setting off an uproar internationally.

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Jiang Yuanbai's eyes were lowered, his fingers slowly slid across the screen, and countless sensational news headlines rushed under his fingers.

The respectful voice of the driver came forward: "Sir, you are here."

He heard that he raised his head and pushed the phone back into his pocket. The vehicle under him slowly and smoothly entered the driveway. People who had been waiting outside rushed forward a few steps and pulled the door open.

Jiang Yuanbai bent over and stepped out of the car door. The man next to him swiftly propped up the umbrella and blocked it over his head, stopping the small snowflakes falling slowly in the air.

He waved his hand and said softly, "No need."

The umbrella was pulled down.

Jiang Yuanbai looked up and stared at the iron gray gloomy sky. The tiny little scum fell on the tip of his nose and was instantly melted by the warm skin, leaving only the cold water stains. He raised his hand to the collar of his windbreaker Stand up to withstand the more severe cold wind, then speed up and walk forward.

The cold wind wrapped in snowflakes rolled silently, and the world was deserted and lonely.

He stood at the door, raising his hand and ringing the doorbell with little hope.

However, to his surprise, he was given almost no waiting time, and the door opened slowly, as if the people inside had already expected him to come.

Jiang Yuanbai quickly calmed down the emotions on his face, and then walked into the room with the cold air.

The warm, dry air in the room melted the thin layer of snowflakes accumulated on Jiang Yuan's white coat—by the time he sat in the elevator, which was almost endless, reached the laboratory several kilometers below the ground, beige There was only a slight moist stain on the coat, and it disappeared without a trace under the palm of the hand.

He walked deep down the long corridor, the hard sole hit a clear and even sound on the ground, and he reached out and pushed the end door open.

Pale lights illuminate overhead, lighting the entire empty and cold metal hall, unknown machines and instruments humming, and the dark surface flashes small lights of different colors. There is a self-contained ecological environment in the hall, which makes Jiang Yuanbai unconsciously take a step down.

Here and when he came here for the first time a few months ago, the change was too great. He could only follow the route in his memory and slowly walk towards the depths of the laboratory. Finally, in the huge, almost In front of the screen across the wall, Jiang Yuanbai found the figure he had been searching for.

Thin, tall, with a straight back, you can still see the sharp curvature of the scapular protrusion even through thick sweaters.

It seemed to hear his own footsteps. The man not far away turned and heard the sound. The dark eyes behind the thin lenses were still sharp. His eyes casually swept around Jiang Yuanbai's body, then he looked back again. With the huge screen in front of me, the sound is faint and I can't hear any emotional fluctuations:

"It's snowing outside?"

"Yeah." Jiang Yuanbai subconsciously patted the clothes that had dried on his shoulders, and then reached out and pulled a chair next to him to sit down, his eyes fell on Mo Yi's back-these are his several Seeing Mo Yi's face for the first time in the month, he was much thinner than Jiang Yuanbai's memory. This made the lines and contours on his face look aggressive, and he almost lost his mouth to ask. Courage.

He coughed concealedly, and then pretended to ask easily:

"... how long haven't you been out?"

The sound of typing on the keyboard didn't stop, and the other party replied without thinking: "It won't be long."

——Mo Yi has never gone out since he came last time.

They knew each other well.

Jiang Yuanbai opened his mouth, and finally swallowed the words that were about to be rushed out, extruding only a sigh of ignorance.

He turned his eyes away and shifted the subject in a subtle way: "Speaking of which, you have turned the outside upside down recently."

Mo Yi didn't stop tapping the keyboard, and answered absently, "Isn't this good? Justice has been stretched, hasn't it?"

Jiang Yuanbai frowned a little uneasily, saying, "But now things are too big, and they will definitely do everything, even digging the ground three feet to find you out."

Mo Yi didn't turn his head, just sneered lowly. The words were extremely arrogant and absolutely confident in his strength:

"Then they have to dare."

Jiang Yuanbai was silent.

It seems that Mo Yi's recent moves are deeper and more secretive than even what appears on the Internet now, even his imagination ... even extreme.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and only the sound of typing on the keyboard echoed in the empty underground space.

In fact, four months ago, Jiang Yuanbai didn't find out that it took a long time to find something wrong. First, the piece of paper notifying the start time of the next game disappeared, and then his face could be photographed by the camera. Image, and finally made him sure that he had guessed that it was time to enter the copy, but he still remained in the real world.

Mixed with shock, ecstasy, and panic, Jiang Yuanbai was attacked. In a state of chaos, the only clear thoughts in his brain were:

……He did it.

... Mo Yi, it did.

Perhaps in his subconscious, Mo Yi is the only existence that can destroy this horrible behemoth, or in other words, who else besides him?

So Jiang Yuanbai ran to Mo Yi's villa at his fastest speed, opened the door with his spare key, and then frantically searched for the other figure in the room, but found nothing-there was still life in the house. Traces of his death, but I was lost, just when Jiang Yuanbai fell overwhelmed on the chair of the study, his brain was inexorably fantasizing about Mo Yi's possible fate or ... My face suddenly separated.

Then under Jiang Yuan's stunned gaze, the iron door behind the wall slowly opened, and Mo Yi, who was pale in appearance, walked out. He looked embarrassed and had a thick bandage wrapped around his hands. He didn't seem surprised that Jiang Yuanbai was here with the semi-solidified dark blood stains, but he nodded calmly at him, then turned to his side and asked, "Will you come in?"

Immediately after, Jiang Yuanbai was in a state of brain death, took an elevator to reach a depth of thousands of meters, visited the magnificent fortifications, and then briefly and briefly explained the situation of the incident in Mo Yi. After that, Jiang Yuanbai, who had not fully responded, was politely asked to leave the villa.

Then, in the next few months, Jiang Yuanbai never saw Mo Yi's face again. Every time he came, he ended up behind closed doors.

It was also during this time that countless high-precision equipment, from subsidiaries of Jiang's Enterprises and several top high-tech companies overseas, were continuously transported into the villas through newly-built channels-but Jiang Yuanbai knew This is just part of what Mo Yi is willing to let him discover. Where he can't see it, Mo Yi may be doing more. The revenue of related business projects of his companies has increased by nearly 10%. In the international situation, In the case of no major changes, such a large amount of money flow, I am afraid that this mysterious hacker nestled in the basement of his house can not drag too much.

Mo Yi finally stopped the action at hand, and the room fell into a suffocating silence for a while, except that the buzzing sound of the ventilation fan filled the large space like white noise.

He turned the chair to face Jiang Yuanbai, his fingers crossed on his knees, staring at him with a lot of time, asking:

"I know you have a lot of questions you want to ask, and this time I will try to answer you within my ability."

Mo Yi said so plainly that Jiang Yuanbai was a bit overwhelmed for a moment. He still remembers that he was at a loss after Mo Yi's explanation--the world seemed strange to him, the brain. There was only one unbelievable voice in the middle, asking silently over and over again: impossible? Are you kidding? What virus, what time and space jump? What artificial intelligence is out of control and instead feeds on humans ... This weird dislocation brought about by things that appear in science fiction or movies makes it difficult for Jiang Yuanbai to accept Mo Yi's almost heavenly interpretation .

In other words ... somewhere in his heart, he was still shrouded by difficult questions.

Why is there such a huge underground laboratory under the villa under Jiang Yuanrou's name, and how is it related to the game itself? Jiang Yuanrou must tell him to bring Mo Yi here before entering the copy for the last time. Is this why? And ... what does this have to do with Jiang Yuanrou's death?

The feeling of near panic fermented in his mind, but before he could vent his full questions and even resentment to Mo Yi, he was mercilessly invited out.

Although he often came here next time, hoping to see Mo Yi again, he was mercilessly shut out.

Even so, Jiang Yuanbai still has a glimmer of hope in his heart-hope that Mo Yi said only a good-faith lie, hoping that the truth and his worst imagination run counter to each other.

Until three months later, news like a landslide and tsunami swept the entire Internet, and the hypocritical mask was torn down infrequently, revealing the facts and truths hidden by layers, and human beings were covered with filth and darkness. Faces that have become rampant under the trend of ambition and greed, Jiang Yuanbai had to face up to this possibility-what Mo Yi told him at the beginning, maybe it was really ... fact.

So today, Mo Yi is finally willing to meet him.

He finally appeared in front of himself alive, instead of the image presented through the cold screen, his voice was clear and true, not the distortion and blur of the walkie-talkie passing through the door.

——But Jiang Yuanbai didn't know what to ask at this moment.

Unconsciously, the dead silence in the room has been maintained for a long time, Mo Yi waited for a long time, and saw Jiang Yuanbai take a deep breath, and then escaped the sidelines of his eyes, asking softly:

"So, your previous explanation is true?"

Mo Yi nodded slowly.

"Then my sister ... Jiang Yuanrou, she was pulled into the copy in advance because of the discovery?"

Mo Yi's voice was calm and calm: "I don't actually know the specific situation, because the information she left has been tampered with, but ... You must know that in the position of your sister, many outsiders will not know Secret, such as the top-secret plan that has been suspended, so she is likely to have some vague guesses long ago, but was inspired by some opportunities at that time. "

Jiang Yuanbai's voice was slightly tight, and he continued to ask calmly, "So ..."

He suddenly couldn't speak anymore, as if something was expanding instantly, blocking his throat firmly, forcing him to swallow the voice that was about to escape, Jiang Yuanbai took a deep breath, his chest felt sour and sour A sharp tingling in his atrium made it difficult for him to breathe.

Jiang Yuanbai didn't realize that this was the first time she really talked about her after she noticed Jiang Yuanrou's departure.

At this moment, Mo Yi stood up from the chair, slowly walked to Jiang Yuanbai's side, and slowly pressed his palm against his shoulder.

The unexpected warmth of the palm almost penetrated the thick coat, which burned Jiang Yuanbai's shoulder.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sudden imperceptible weight on his knees, and he lowered his head in confusion, only to find that he was lying quietly with an old-fashioned black videotape and old metal in front of his clenched palm. The surface is covered with light-colored scratches and looks quite periodical.

"It's her stay. I think ... she'll want you to see it."

The voice of the other party was gentle and gentle, as if it instantly penetrated the layers of armor worn by Jiang Yuanbai, opened a huge wound, and the dark pus was flowing outward.

Jiang Yuanbai slowly let go of his tightly clenched fist, pale and icy fingers trembling slightly, and gently squeezed the videotape.

The cold and rough surface feels like it triggers a hidden switch in his body. His straight back seems to collapse in an instant, as if something has finally come to an end. He slowly and flexed his body with pain and trembling. He pressed his forehead against his knee, took a sigh of cold air, and collapsed and cried in despair.

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Two hours later, Mo Yi sent Jiang Yuanbai out of the laboratory himself. He opened the door, and the cold air poured into the room with snowflakes, blowing up the large sweater he was wearing.

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes and stared deeply into the iron-blue gloomy sky, then turned to look at Jiang Yuanbai:

"Be careful on the road."

Jiang Yuan's eyes were swollen, and he avoided the sight of Mo Yi with some awkwardness. He answered in a low voice, then turned and stepped into the snow.

After taking a few steps, he stopped and turned to look at Mo Yi. Through Xue Mu, those light brown eyes were almost exactly like Jiang Yuanrou--

Jiang Yuanbai bowed at him, his voice was a bit depressing: "Actually, I know ... I'm afraid that things are far more dangerous and difficult than what you told me, and what you've given and experienced is far less like you say lightly. It's as easy as that-I may not be qualified, but I still want to thank you for all the players murdered by the game and all the players who escaped its clutches-thank you. "

After speaking, he gathered up his coat, turned and walked out, and the snowflakes swallowed up his back.

Mo Yi closed the door and leaned his arms against the door. The warm temperature in the room and the thick sweater made his temperature gradually recover. His eyes were drooping and his complexion was slightly dull.

He really didn't tell the whole story-at least he related all the details related to Wen Yan. Jiang Yuanbai should be faintly aware of his concealment. After all, Mo Yi did not deliberately conceal the large amount of equipment and types he bought during this period, but he respected his wishes and was unwilling to ask more- The keenness and thoughtfulness of the two siblings are carved out of the same mold.

Mo Yi closed her eyes and breathed in depression.

Regarding Jiang Yuanrou, he eventually chose not to tell Jiang Yuanbai.

Not just because this is what Jiang Yuanrou would like to see ...

There is another reason-Mo Yi knows that the loved one sacrifice to save himself, the pain it brings is too deep and lasting ... No one knows better than him. During this time, what he did was not just to invade the military system, in addition, he also emptied all the data and information related to Project.H across the entire Internet, especially Jiang Yuanmou For all the traces related to this plan, he even forged the abolished government plan related to the underground laboratory of this villa, in order to make this place irrelevant to Jiang Yuanrou himself-this kind of thing no one else can do better than him It has to be tighter.

He opened his eyes and took a deep breath, feeling his strength return to his limbs with his breath.

Mo Yi calmed himself, straightened his body, and turned back to the underground laboratory. This time, instead of returning to the computer where he usually works, he walked straight into the room and put his palm To a hidden dark gray area on the wall, and then, just listening to the light sound of a drop, a crack opened in front of the indestructible metal wall, and slowly opened a huge door.

After reading Wen Wen's memory files, he realized that the size of this laboratory is probably much larger than himself or even Jiang Yuanrou's known area, so after returning to the real world, Mo Yi began to work in the laboratory. Carrying out a carpet search, I found a wider space, and there are even other hidden entrances that can transport huge experimental equipment directly to the ground without going through the villa.

The cold light escaped from the door, and Mo Yi slowly walked into it, and the heavy metal door closed behind him.

In front of me is a space that is even taller and wider than the previous laboratory. The interior has been crowded with countless machines, and countless metal pipes are scattered throughout the room. The nutrient solution required by the bionic organisms is transported from one machine to the other. Another machine, and in the center of the network woven by the pipe, a huge silver-white machine is placed squarely, with sharp and smooth edges, and the huge whole glass is dark. It looks like only a uniform breathing sound amplified by the machine, echoing throughout the room.

Together for a volt.

Mo Yi slowly took a deep breath and felt his heart start to jump.

The reason why he decided to meet with Jiang Yuanbai today is because one of his carefully planned layouts was finally implemented completely, and the other is ...

His most important work during this time has finally achieved a huge breakthrough.

Mo Yi walked slowly to the screen aside and raised his hand to wake it up.

The data transmission above shows a clear number: 89%

He slowly lifted his fingers, subconsciously looked at the screen and placed it, and saw that the light brown bear fur was washed white, and the dark black eyes looked at him clearly.

preservewhatyoulove ...

Mo Yi slowly meditated in his heart, feeling the tension in his heart a little relieved.

No one recognizes the weight of this sentence more clearly than he does.

If we re-create an artificial intelligence, even if he starts from the beginning, everything is the same as the previous steps without any deviations or mistakes, and it will definitely not be created by Wen Yan, but another brand-new independent intelligence, but ... … If you save Wen Yan's core data, everything will be completely different. If it is said that the human soul exists in the form of electromagnetic waves, then the soul of the artificial intelligence body exists in the form of data. Especially after being fused with the game, it is actually a kind of data flow that is separate from the physical level.

And this little bear separated Wen's core data from the game and saved it when the game crashed.

Mo Yi slowly walked to the huge instrument and pressed his palm against the cold and hard glass surface, feeling the slow flow of nutrient solution and the change of breathing rhythm.

Where he can't see behind his back, when his palm is stuck on the glass, the number that has been on the screen for a long time suddenly starts to jump violently--

90%, 91%, 92%-

The harsh alarm sounded suddenly, and the bright red symbol about to overload was jumping on the screen, covering all the icons.

Mo Yi turned in shock and looked at the screen behind her, hurried forward, her fingers leaping rapidly on the keyboard, her eyes frowning, trying to stop the influx of huge data sources.

You know, this amount of data can't complete the data transmission in a short time even using the top storage hardware and compression algorithms now, but now the speed is so much faster that the system crashes due to overheating is trivial, if ...

"boom!"

A loud noise interrupted Mo Yi's thinking, he turned nervously and looked in the direction of the sound—

I saw a spider web-like fragmentation in the center of the dark heavy glass on the tall instrument, and it continued to spread toward the surroundings ... "Bang"

A second crack appeared on the surface of the glass.

It looked as if he had been smashed heavily from the inside out.

Mo Yi was a bit shocked-this instrument uses tempered glass for aerospace. Although he knows that the strength of the bionic human body is higher than that of ordinary human beings, using fists to create this effect ... is too amazing.

More cracks appeared on the surface of the glass. Before Mo Yi had time to unlock the instrument, I saw that the thick reinforced glass finally seemed overwhelmed and broke apart.

A thick, dark blue nutrient solution poured out from it, and the entire floor was instantly dyed into a blue ocean. The pale and strong palms held the edge of the instrument, and the semi-naked male body protruded from the slightly tilted cultivation chamber. The beautiful muscle texture is pulled out with the movement, as if every inch of skin contains a strong explosive force, and the wet and dark hair is tightly adhered to the cheek by the liquid, exposing a highly aggressive facial contour.

But his eyes ... are strange and dangerous.

Mo Yi turned to look at the screen that stopped working-the number above stopped at 98%.

It seems that the memory file has not been completely transferred yet ...

He held his forehead with a headache, then turned to look at Wen Yan-saw that he was rudely and mercilessly pulling the hose deeply embedded in his skin, his hand was very heavy, but because the needle tube The barb that had been prevented from falling out could not be removed, Wen Yan frowned, his arm slightly exerted, and seemed to be ready to tear it off with his own flesh.

Mo Yi sighed deeply and finally couldn't stand it anymore. He took a slow and cautious step and approached Wen Yan lying in the culture instrument as slowly as possible.

Wen Yan watched him alertly and defensively, and the aggressiveness in his body movements made him look like a beast that could not be tamed.

Mo Yi raised his empty hands, signaled that there was nothing in his hands that could hurt him, and then slowly crouched down beside the training chamber. He reached down and held Wen Zhichi. The naked forearm was tight under his palm. Smooth skin is covered with a thick nutrient solution.

Immediately afterwards, it was like magic.

Wen Yan calmed down, and a pair of light gray eyes stared at Mo Yi squatting beside him.

Mo Yi lightly pressed the hidden button on the needle, the barb was retracted, and the needle tube smoothly fell off the skin. He set the pulled tube aside, and leaned over to Wen Yi's other arm. Repeating the action just now, asking softly, "Do you feel okay?"

The other's voice was low and dumb: "Feel ...?"

Mo Yi repeated patiently: "I mean, does it hurt?"

This top-grade anti-biotic skin has dense tactile nerves and pain sensory connections to the brain, and the perception of pain is almost the same as ordinary humans.

"pain?"

Wen Yan repeated his doubts.

Mo Yi froze, and suddenly realized his mistake: Wen Ye's memory files were not completely transmitted to the body, and for insurance reasons, he did not access the network for Wen Ye. He shook his head and smiled a little self-deprecatingly: "It's okay, I'll understand when you connect to the Internet."

As soon as he blurted, he froze.

This sentence was so familiar, as if the deep hidden wound was torn up, and the moment of soreness almost made him burst into tears.

Wen Yan suddenly raised his hand and caught Mo Yi's wrist.

He froze slightly, turning his head to look at Wen Yan, and then he felt that his lower back was tightly tightened, and between the twists and turns, Mo Yi was pulled into the training cabin.

Two people were stuffed inside the wide instrument and became crowded. Mo Yi put his hand against Wen Yi's naked chest, staring at the other in shock, Wen Yi dropped a cold kiss on Mo Yi's eyelids, and then Slightly retreated half an inch, lowly, a little unskilled, "... Don't."

Mo Yi stared at him in confusion, and whispered:

"Wait ... but ... your memory files are missing now ..."

You should n’t remember who I am, you do n’t remember your feelings, and it ’s even impossible to make such an intimate action—

Wen Yan stared at him with clear eyes. The previous aggression seemed to be deeply hidden by him, like the beast put away his sharp claws and sharp teeth. He said carefully, "I, no ..."

Just then, only a small beep sounded from the instrument not far away.

Mo Yi knew that it was a sign that all transmissions were complete.

Under his gaze, Wen Yan's eyes slowly deepened, his eyes changed from naive to calm, and the way of speaking slowly became proficient: "I don't know why, probably just instinctively not willing to see you sad Look. "

The first time you formatted my memory, the second time the game erased my data, and now, the third time I forget you.

But I will always find you over and over and fall in love with you.

[Because I don't rely on memory. 】

[It's instinct. 】

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The escape text is now complete. After that, you should make up for it based on inspiration. If you do n’t hate it, you may write a sweet love drama to make up for the depression and heavyness of the main line.

In fact, halfway through the writing of this book, I have already started dreaming and waiting for the end. I will write a long ending speech. At that time, I felt that I had full of bitterness and resentment, and I also had full of joy and moved Share, but wait until today really comes ... After I open the document, I don't know what to write.

Now I think about it, all I can say is only one sentence left: thank you for your company.

Thank you for your willingness to listen to my story.

Love you

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