NIKKE, the end of the world is coming, but the system is a hundred years late

The people who escaped death stopped only when they knew they were safe. Some of them collapsed on the ground, still in shock and fear from the avalanche.

That’s almost a mountain’s worth of snow.

One can't help but marvel at the power of nature.

I counted the number of people and fortunately everyone was there.

Only a few were injured by Letcher's bullets.

Soon, bad news came.

"The previous route was blocked by an avalanche," Ludmila said solemnly. She swiped her finger, projected a map, and checked the landmarks on it. "To get to the previous destination, we have to go twice as far and climb over a mountain. It is expected to take more than three times as long."

Mo Changge looked up.

The canyon that they had escaped from before had turned into a snowy wasteland, and no one could tell that it was just a trough.

Not to mention that the snow-covered ground is impossible to walk on, even if there is no worry about collapse, the buried Letcher may suddenly emerge from the ground at any time.

"Then go around."

There is no better solution now.

Fortunately, Mo Changge has sufficient supplies and does not need to worry about supplies for the time being.

The blizzard has continued for two days and there is no sign of stopping. The wind is howling and it hurts my face as if it were being scraped by a razor blade. The snow is already waist-deep and walking is becoming increasingly difficult.

Snow White and Ludmilla led the way. They had lived in the northern snowfields for more than ten years and were very familiar with the surrounding environment. They walked with ease and did not encounter any obstacles.

But soon, problems arose.

Alice is sick.

Ever since the last avalanche, Alice suddenly fell seriously ill and has been bedridden.

In a makeshift shelter.

"It still doesn't work. The temperature is too high."

Ludmila came out, looking worried. The cooling towel in her hand had been burnt and the surface had been carbonized.

Mo Changge asked: "Has there been a similar situation before?"

He remembered that the equipment Alice was wearing, in addition to defense, was mainly used to dissipate heat.

"Yes," Ludmila frowned, with a trace of worry on her beautiful face, "About three or four times a year, but each time it doesn't last long. In the extremely cold environment of the ice field, it won't take long for the temperature to drop."

Put the towel on the snow, and the snow will melt quickly as soon as it touches it.

"But this time..."

She tried many methods, but the methods that worked in the past were no longer effective, and Alice's body temperature continued to rise.

It's been a few days and there's still no sign of improvement.

If the overheating continues, Alice will be in danger.

"Well, let me go in and take a look."

Mo Changge walked into the makeshift shelter.

As soon as I entered, I felt a wave of heat coming towards me.

The severe cold outside seemed to be dispelled all at once, and the air was filled with misty water vapor. The snow outside had melted into water before it could even fall in.

Mo Changge walked to Alice's side.

Alice was lying on a flat stone slab. All her equipment had been taken off, leaving only the heat dissipation device.

Her face was red and full of abnormal flush, there were beads of sweat on the tip of her nose, the hair on her forehead was soaked with sweat, her breathing was a little rapid, her beautiful face was slightly frowned, she bit her lips, her body was slightly twisted, and her delicate face was full of pain.

The snow around him had completely melted and even evaporated, especially the stone slabs beneath him, which had turned slightly red under the scorching heat.

This is no longer a fever.

Mo Changge's heart sank.

Nikki doesn't usually get sick.

Even if there are problems, most of them are mechanical failures.

But it is not absolute.

When a person is being transformed into Nikki, there is a high probability of failure. Not many people are successfully transformed, only about 30%.

Among the Nikkis who were successfully transformed, some had defects, such as constant sweating, constant hunger, excessive memory overload, etc.

Chapter 111: Go out, I'm a bit stuck

The problem Alice encountered was a little different from that of other Nikkis, and it seemed to be a design flaw.

Mo Changge remembered that there was a saying on the forum before.

A player was working on a MOD and discovered during unpacking that Alice was once designed as a fairytale machine. There were also some vague references to this in some texts, but for some unknown reason, it was never realized.

It became a scrapped case.

Mo Changge didn't think so.

Alice may be an experimental subject in Ark's process of creating fairy tale machines.

Because of the flaws, it didn't become a fairy tale type.

Alice's breathing became more rapid, and the beads of sweat on her forehead just appeared when they were evaporated into steam by the heat.

Mo Changge took out the recovery medicine and gave it to Alice.

However, the recovery medicine that used to be able to turn the tide for any injury is now ineffective against Alice.

After using it, Alice not only did not get better, but her temperature got even higher.

Alice was in even more pain. Her little face turned pale, she kept moaning, and her petite body kept twisting.

He curled up, then felt uncomfortable for a while, then stretched out, grabbed the gun next to him, and held it in his arms, as if this could make him feel a little cooler.

The air I exhaled felt hot.

Even the fabric of the equipment suit has become translucent.

Not only Ludmila was anxious, Mo Changge was also anxious.

If I continue like this, I'm afraid my brain will be burned out.

Ludmila took out a lot of ice and snow from outside, but before they could get close to Alice, they were evaporated by the high temperature.

"Commander, it's too hot in here, be careful of getting burned. Commander, you haven't slept for several days, go and have a rest, I'll take care of Alice."

Ludmila looked at Alice with heartache, she didn't know what to do.

She had used all the methods she had used on Alice just now, but it still had no effect at all.

Mo Changge pondered for a while and then spoke slowly.

"I have an idea, maybe we can try it."

When Ludmila heard this, she immediately asked what the solution was.

Mo Changge said seriously: "I can't tell you this method for the time being, and I can't guarantee that it will work. In other words, there is a high probability that it won't work."

"Besides, there may be serious sequelae."

His method is the Pamish virus.

There is no other way.

Restorative medicine cannot cure existing defects.

There is also no ability to change the design.

The Pamish virus can corrode humans as well as mechanical bodies. He had tried it on Marian before.

But there is a problem with the Parmish virus invasion, which is that it may cause personality changes in the invaded person, just like Marian.

In addition, different individuals may experience different changes, which Mo Changge cannot guarantee.

"What are the side effects?"

Ludmila asked hurriedly.

She is now so concerned that she is distracted and can't take care of anything else.

Mo Changge considered his words carefully.

“There could be a shift in thinking.”

"Change of mindset?"

Ludmila was stunned for a moment.

She is no stranger to changes in thinking.

In fact, she encountered quite a few.

"Well," Mo Changge nodded slightly and said solemnly, "I can't guarantee what will happen to Alice in the future. You are a relative that Alice can trust. Whether you want to do it or not, I respect your decision."

"it is good!"

Ludmila gritted her teeth, raised her head, and looked at Mo Changge, "Then do it."

Although she didn't know what method Mo Changge would use, she was now helpless. If she continued to wait, she would only be waiting for death.

It would be better to burn your boats and let the commander give it a try. Maybe there will still be a chance.

She believed that the commander would not harm Alice.

"Well," Mo Changge nodded, "then you can go out."

"go out?"

When Ludmila heard this, she was stunned.

"Yeah." Mo Changge said, "I can't do anything with you at the scene."

He didn't want anyone else to know that he had the Parmish virus.

Although several people already knew about it, they were all close people.

Mo Changge still has to keep it secret as much as possible.

To prevent the insects on the Ark from smelling the scent and coming to cause trouble.

Of course, it wouldn’t matter if Fang Zhou knew about it.

After all, there is really nothing to be afraid of when even Dorothy can't defeat the Ark.

"Well."

Ludmila turned to leave. Just as she reached the door, she paused and turned around. "If you need any help, tell me. Don't force it."

"Ah."

Mo Changge nodded, "By the way, if there is anything unusual, don't come in unless I let you in."

He gave a preventive shot first.

I’m afraid that the Parmish virus will cause some adverse reactions.

"Ah."

Ludmila nodded silently and left. Before leaving, she reluctantly looked at Alice, then looked at Mo Changge and pursed her lips.

Mo Changge and Alice were the only ones left in the shelter.

Alice's face was as red as a red apple, and she made "baby-baby" sounds from her mouth, just like a cricket pupa, with her slender arms and legs struggling constantly.

Mo Changge reached out and touched Alice's forehead.

It's smoking.

That's right.

Mo Changge confirmed that there was indeed smoke.

Physical.

Accompanied by a burnt smell.