I, the villainous lady, will not die in the simulator Shura field

Ai Xien clenched the cup tightly in his hand, and then slowly and feebly let it go.

"When did she come?"

The bar owner, Luo Fusheng, raised his head and said:

"That morning."

"...At that time, I didn't wake up." Ai Xien said hoarsely.

Luo Fusheng nodded and sighed lightly:

"I can guess that your mother often stays in bed," he said, and he explained, "Before she became a top hacker, the few of us who had a good relationship used to rent together."

"But now, there are only three or two people left...Yuncheng..."

Cloud City.

Ever since the city got on the right track, Yuncheng had never treated her people well. She bowed to the rich and powerful, but crazily persecuted the lower classes.

Yoyo 50 years.

The madness of this city has gradually infected everyone in it, making the lower city crazy and bloody, the midtown sluggish, and the upper city drunk.

It's too deformed.

Ai Xien was born in Yuncheng, and received education in the style of Yuncheng. I don't know if it was the same in the past world.

However, she hates giants and companies.

So this is rightfully wrong.

With determination in his heart, Ai Xien raised his eyes to look at the bar owner, and said slowly:

"Do you know any inside news about Shuibei? About the explosion, and that fifth-level psyker."

She needs more information.

It is very inefficient for one person to collect information, because a lot of information will not be circulated on the Internet, but exists between the tongues of mercenaries.

Ai Xien has no intention of walking alone, so she does not object to getting some help at the right time.

Of course, if she really wanted to attack the company, she would naturally not drag down those who helped her.

"There are really level five psykers..."

A trace of shock flashed in Luo Fusheng's eyes, but then he shook his head again:

"Before your sister's accident, I received news that one of the fifth-level psykers of the divine will was enshrined in the sixteenth district. I reminded your sister to be careful."

"After all, you also know that there are always people on the Tao who say that there is an unclear relationship between Shenyihui and Shuibei. It is always right to be careful."

"Will God know?" Ashien thought thoughtfully.

She knew it, she had heard of it of course.

In other words, I am afraid that there is no one in the sixteen districts who has not heard of the name of this 'underground religion'.

Advertisements are plastered all over the streets and alleys, and even Aixien, who hardly ever leaves home, knows something about them, but that's all she knows.

After all, she has no grievances with Shenyihui, so there is no need to investigate.

But now they're taking over Liangzi...

"Shenyihui's offering has been made...then no wonder Huamianhui lost."

Luo Fusheng sighed, and poured himself a glass of wine. He felt that Hua Mian failed because of the fifth-level psychic in the company, although there was not much difference from the truth.

But... Ashien always felt unhappy.

"My sister won." Ashien glanced at him coldly.

"puff--"

Across the bar, the man sprayed out a sip of wine to the side where no one was around.

He coughed several times, then turned his head and looked at Ashien in disbelief:

"Won?"

"Well," Ashien nodded lightly, "my sister killed her, but I can't leave by myself."

She clenched her hands as she spoke.

On the opposite side, Boss Luo's mind was blanked by the huge amount of information, and he couldn't say anything for a while.

Won?Level four beat level five, won?

This... a talent of the sky, even with the help of some foreign objects, it is undoubtedly a talent of the sky.

It's just a pity... Heaven is jealous of Yingcai. If she had been born a few years earlier, she might have the chance to become a level seven psyker and change the situation in Yuncheng.

The man regrets in his heart, not only for the death of his friend's daughter, but also for the missed changes of the times.

After a long time, his expression returned to normal, and he asked:

"Then what else do you need now? What can I do to help you? I'll collect the internal news about Shuibei that I can find later, and send it to you tomorrow at the latest."

"Help me find a remote place to live, and some security measures. By the way, I also want information from God's Will."

Ai Xien said calmly, and drank the liquid in the glass in one gulp.

This is the wine named after my sister, at least, I have to drink a glass.

Although this wine is light and not easy to get drunk, it is more or less a wine. The girl has basically never drank alcohol. Now that she is tasting it, although she will not cough and lose her composure, there will inevitably be a seductive blush on her face.

Like melting ice.

bang.

The girl put down the wine glass, seeming to remember something, and added, "You can look for the news, money is not a problem."

As she spoke, she picked up the black backpack that was placed on the bar seat next to her, and turned to leave.

The girl opened the door of the bar with a little drunkenness, and the wind chimes made a crisp sound, as if to see the girl off.

The bar owner looked at the closed door and remained silent for a long time.

He knew that Ai Xien didn't like to go out, so this farewell probably took another two or three years.

It is inevitable that it is a little lonely.

Alas... the girl from back then will never be seen again after all.

He slowly flipped through the information recorded in the database, feeling a little sad in his heart.

In the end, Hua Mian still couldn't come to drink.

............

Ai Xien later visited the prosthetic doctor hidden underground.

Smelly, drunk.

The girl has basically never drank alcohol before, and she has no talent in this area, so even if the wine she drank this time was very light, she still got quite drunk.

She definitely didn't let go of the safety issue, but what about the others...

Seeing the girl crying in the doctor's arms, one can know what state she is in now.

She babbled to the doctor about how good her sister was, how bad the company was, and how her sister was everywhere, almost making her the most perfect person in the world.

In fact, in Ai Xien's eyes, she is also the most perfect.

The doctor stiffly comforted the girl in his arms.

numb.

Absolutely don't let Ashien drink alcohol next time.

If it was someone else, she would have kicked him out a long time ago, but when the person in her arms was the daughter of her ideal, the doctor's sister softened her heart again.

Naturally, she would not have any thoughts about Ai Xien, but she looked at the girl with the attitude of a relative and an elder.

As for the elders, it is natural for the children to rely on them.

So she listened to Ai Xien talking in a daze for a long time, and finally left her to sleep at her own home.

Doctor Ji already liked women, or she had a crush on Heidi, so she paid special attention to this aspect. Ai Xien slept in her own home, while she spent the night outside on a recliner.

When we parted the next day, Ashien was still a little embarrassed.

But they seldom saw each other again.

Ji Qiuyu could only occasionally see from the Internet that mysterious hackers attacked Shuibei's subsidiary again, causing huge losses to it.

Only then did she know about Ashien's safety, and knew that nothing happened to her yet.

But the girl who often looked for her was never seen again.

She disappeared that morning forever.

............

she left.

Ashien got up from the big velvet bed indifferently.

Red sheets, black bedside table, slightly shiny pine floor, and a huge cabinet made of stacked computing terminals.

My sister is gone.

There is never any need to express anything when leaving, everything is just a temptation.

People who do leave just on a normal morning, have their normal breakfast, wear their normal clothes, and never come back.

Just like a sister.

Ai Xien woke up peacefully, brushed her teeth, had breakfast, and then meticulously cleaned her room, just like her sister did in the past.

Strange to say,

Before Hua Mian died, Ai Xien hardly knew how to clean the living room in her room, but after her death, Ai Xien grew up in this respect at an astonishing speed.

Perhaps it is independence that makes one progress.

Or maybe it's the old movie saying that after you die, I will live like you.

But in short, Ashien is a self-reliant child today.

Just like her nickname, which is now widely known...

—Wintermute.

Cold and silent, like a robot spider, quietly weaving the death of the people in the web.

She has a cooperative relationship with many well-known mercenaries, "Mockingbird", "Time Telling", "ASH"...

However, she has never maintained a long-term cooperation with a person, and no one has ever seen the king of the online world.

Gradually, messages appeared in the city. Some people said that she was a mechanical freak, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why she was invincible in the online world; some people said that she was a lackey of the company and artificial intelligence; Returning from the old world, now it's time to pave the way for the destruction of corporate empires.

ghost.

Perhaps, I am a ghost.

she thinks.

Following the death of her sister, the flames of anger ignited from her heart, burning up Ashien's body, and now only the dead soul's persistent hatred is supporting the progress of this corpse.

She thought of her sister who was hesitating to speak when they parted that night, lying on the bed under her pressure.

Ashien walked back to the living room and took out a cup of refreshing iced coffee from the refrigerator.

"Ashin."

She turned around, holding the cold coffee can in one hand, and slowly squeezed the other hand tightly.

The torrent of data swept across the physical screen hung on the wall, and 0 and 1 converged with each other, gradually forming the appearance of the girl's father.

"You haven't given up yet."

"Give up what? Give up revenge? You don't understand me, Heidi." She took a sip of coffee and said softly.

"If you go on like this, you will step into a spiral of destruction sooner or later, and no one can save you."

"so be it."

"Do you want everything that Huamian has paid for you to be in vain?"