Help!Shang Lian Zong was captured by a paper man

Chapter 16 Sweet and Sticky

She is willing to take back all the previous complaints about "Love in the End".

She is too shallow.

It's because she didn't see the true strength of this game.

Now, she just wants to raise her arms and shout: "Love in the Last Days", yyds!

Jiang Luo: "Thank you, Yan Zihe."

"Do not……"

"Ding dong ding dong ding dong, there's a call..."

Still brother Lin.

"The audition is coming! You pack up, I'll pick you up right away!"

Jiang Luo jumped up, "Okay."

Come to live!
Swiftly like a cheetah on the prairie, she immediately went into the cloakroom to match the clothes, and then sat at the dressing table to put on makeup.

It's been so long since she auditioned!

-【strict】-

Falling off the line.

Holding the phone, "Yan Zihe" walked to the bed and lay down.

Very strange.

The moment I heard Luo Luo's voice, it was like getting an electric shock.

His ears were still ringing——

"Yan... Yan Zihe, hello."

"Yan... Yan Zihe, hello."

……

Sweet and sticky.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Heart beating hard.

Comparable to the beating of drums on the battlefield.

Strong and powerful.

The soft bed also became the deck of the boat, and he felt himself swaying and swaying with the waves.

Shake, shake, shake his mind.

呲——呵——呵—

There was a strange movement, rustling.

Pulling away from the intense emotion, "Yan Zihe" sat up, looking for the source of the sound.

Suddenly, a white light flashed.

It is a VIP ward.

The sunlight comes in through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, which is clean and tidy.

There was a patient lying on the hospital bed, with a thin body and a peaceful expression on his pale face, as if he was asleep.

His facial features are exquisite, his milk-like skin, his lips are in a beautiful crescent shape, like the sky washed by water, clean and clear.

Beside him stood a muscular young man.

The young man's brows were tightly furrowed, his face was slightly darkened, and his face became more and more dignified.

Suddenly, the eyes of the person on the bed flickered.

Wake up?
Seeing this, the young man was overjoyed.

"Oh, Doctor! Doctor!"

"He Ziyan! You are awake!"

……

It was clear that there was only one person, but he roared with the majesty of a team.

"Noisy." Moving his lips, the person on the hospital bed spat out a word.

The eyes slowly opened, a pair of pupils as clear as obsidian.

Memories from the past came flooding back.

The chimpanzee-like yelling man is called Ji Bei, his younger brother.

And he is He Ziyan.

He Ziyan, 25 years old, graduated from the Department of Computer Science at MIT. After returning to China, he founded YB Technology Company with his good brother Ji Bei.

The team developed the accompanying robot ACAI. Once it came out, it quickly gained widespread attention in the industry and will soon be mass-produced.

The goal of the next stage of research and development is the brain cloud, which will transmit the consciousness of the human brain to the network to form a consciousness link in the cloud.

Before becoming Yan Zihe, He Ziyan tested the No. 1 brain cloud machine.

Ji Bei yelled, and doctors and nurses rushed over.

The people in front of him were busy, but He Ziyan watched with his eyes open, but he was at a loss.

He returned to the real world.

He is no longer Yan Zihe.

No need to be stuck in that little digital world anymore.

Should be glad.

But why... there seems to be an empty space in my heart.

The cool wind filled the gap.

"I'm going to the company, ah—"

Just as He Ziyan was about to get up, he was knocked down by Ji Bei's palm.

The body that was fine was almost vomited blood.

Ji Bei yelled angrily: "You are not allowed to go anywhere until the inspection is finished!"

Ji Bei has studied Taekwondo for 15 years, and has a 5th degree black belt. His muscles are thicker than hemp rope.

To that stop, it looks like a big mountain.

Can't beat it.

Forced by the coercion, He Ziyan decided to give up struggling.
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2 hours later.

Seeing that He Ziyan's examination results were all normal, Ji Bei let him go.

"I really owe you. You suddenly fell into a coma for so long, but you didn't find anything unusual. Do you know that your father and I have been taking care of you these days..."

An onyx gray Porsche 911 drove out of the hospital and into the broad street, speeding fast.

He Zi said nothing.

strangeness.

He Ziyan should have fought back long ago when he heard the word "Dad", but now he just stared out the window without saying a word, turning a deaf ear to it.

Glancing at him sideways, Ji Bei asked: "You look distraught after waking up, and now you have to rush to the company, what's the matter?"

"If I say that my consciousness has entered a game, I've been a game character for a few days." Still looking away from the side of the road, He Ziyan asked lazily, "Do you believe it?"

"Damn! So amazing? Of course I believe it!" Ji Bei yelled, "Doesn't this just show that our brain cloud can be realized? It is estimated that an accident occurred during the transmission of consciousness, and it will be connected to the game database..."

Discussions about technology, like a spark, were thrown, and then "bassy" ignited the torch of He Ziyan's enthusiasm.

That was before.

In the past, as long as it was a technology-related topic, He Ziyan's passion could always be aroused.

But now, he can't listen to anything.

It's like a layer of paper is covered over the head, keeping emotions out.

Numb, indifferent.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, but, in an instant, he had a thought that he shouldn't have: it's not bad to be "Yan Zihe".

Yan Zihe.

He Ziyan lowered his eyelids in thought.

Ji Bei's noise was rumbling, unreal.

On the asphalt road, street trees stand neatly, looking at each other, stretching all the way to the end.
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YB Park.

After three days, returning to the company's laboratory, the familiar scene spread before him, and He Ziyan paused in front of the door for a moment.

It's like an eternity.

In fact, it was only three days.

Three days, in the long life, is not worth mentioning at all.

But these three days seemed different.

With long legs, He Ziyan walked straight towards Naoyun No. 1 machine.

A huge helmet hangs above it, and intricate red and blue lines connect each module. Unit 1 is still the same as before.

"Why? Do you want to wear it again?" Ji Bei came over and stood with folded arms, looking at He Ziyan with silly eyes.

Ignoring the other party's awkward expression, He Ziyan sat down and said calmly, "Well, try again."

"Why? Are you afraid that you won't be able to come back next time?" Ji Bei frowned.

Glancing at him, putting his hand on the armrest, He Ziyan said with a blank expression, "Dedicated to science."

Ji Bei choked, rubbed the back of his head, and muttered: "When did you become so enlightened?"

He walked to the side of the machine and put his finger on the console: "Brain Cloud is malfunctioning. After you fell asleep, there were other experimenters who volunteered to try, but the machine didn't respond. I just took care of you these days, and I didn't do it anymore." Keep an eye on this matter, it probably hasn’t been debugged yet.”

Hearing this, He Ziyan still wants to try.

"Why? Am I still going to lie to you? I'm your most beloved father..." Unable to resist him, Ji Bei pressed the start button to start the machine while cursing.

He Ziyan sat upright.

The helmet lowered over his head.

He closed his eyes.

"Go!" Ji Bei shouted.

Unfortunately, there was no response, not even the screech of electricity.

Brain Cloud No. 1 did break down.

Opening his eyes, there was a trace of disappointment in He Ziyan's calm eyes.

Lifting his helmet, he got up and walked towards the glass door.

　Ji Bei: Son, I miss Dad to death.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)