137/Seven Streams

The karmic fire has not been extinguished, but the fire is much stronger than before.

Except for the central area, the temperature in other places is already within the acceptable range for some apocalypse.

There are several Apocalypse practitioners with a spiritual power threshold of around 2000, carrying stretchers, wearing protective clothing, and walking into the sea of ​​​​fire.

One of them was actually an acquaintance of Lu Yan.

Across a thick protective mask, Lin Sinan and Lu Yan looked at each other with a surprised expression: "Doctor Lu!"

They are here to help.

Lin Sinan was originally a resident in M ​​city, but after receiving the news early this morning, he took an emergency plane to ‌x city.

They were already prepared to make sacrifices, but they didn't expect that as soon as they got off the plane, they were informed by the headquarters that the situation was basically under control, and they only needed to assist in cleaning up the battlefield.

However, after seeing the black dragon in the sea of ​​fire, Lin Sinan still took a deep breath.

If it wasn't for the red light on the detector attached to his waist, Lin Sinan even suspected that the tyrant had become a pollutant.

Lu Yan patted Tang Xun'an's face, hoping to wake him up. It's a pity that the other party didn't respond, and even unconsciously swiped with the dragon's tail, almost stunned the staff.

Finally, the headquarters called in a few high-level apocalypse practitioners. Use a stretcher to carry Tang Xun'an into a large truck and send it to the 6th Research Institute, which is closest to X City.

For safety reasons, the institute will conduct a detailed examination on him for evaluation.

Lu Yan stood on the side of the road, watching others transport Tang Xun'an there.

Lin Sinan: "Speaking of which, Dr. Lu. I haven't seen you in the last few meetings. Do you know about the newly-built Apocalypse Cemetery in K City? Because of the previous parasitic fish incident, the Apocalypse are all in K. The city sacrificed, so it was specially allocated for the construction. The first batch of tombstones have been repaired. Next spring, there will be school organizers to visit the tomb.”

Lu Yan did not surf the Internet less, with a slightly surprised expression: "Really?"

"Well," Lin Sinan nodded, "Yes, wasn't the First Scientific Research Institute attacked by pollutants before? There was a sacrificed apocalypse in it, named Gu Zheng, because he was from K City. The mausoleum also Repaired in ‌k City."

Lin Sinan said: "Although I have been working for several years, I have never heard of his name. Only after reading the epitaph did I know that he did such a thing, and I admire his predecessors a bit."

Lu Yan couldn't hold back, looked at the fire pit not far away, and replied, "Yeah. Gu Zheng, it's not bad."

The Apocalypse who were seriously injured in this war also sent their life capsules to the Sixth Research Institute together.

High-caliber talents from other scientific research institutes have long been waiting in the school.

Michael held up his mobile phone firmly, lay on the hospital bed, took a selfie with his eyes closed at a 45-degree angle to the side of his face, and then posted it on his social account.

Caption: Dangerous! The archangel is seriously injured! (Send on behalf of the liaison)

This news quickly topped the trending search list, and Michael's homepage was full of kisses and hugs.

He secretly used his account number and commented "My husband is more handsome than a tyrant today" and gave him a like.

In the hospital bed next door, Zhou Qiming sat up in shock: "My game exhibition! It opens today! I'm going to the exhibition! My game was selected!"

It's a pity that he was held down on the bed by the staff and was not allowed to move. He was **** with a belt and could only watch the live video sent by the detective and Chen Shishi with tears in his eyes.

Lu Yan was not seriously injured, but he still got into the accompanying car and headed to the 6th Research Institute.

Mainly because he was afraid that Tang Xun'an would cry when he couldn't see him when he woke up.

System: [No, the dog dragon is not so fragile! I think you have more important things to do! ]

Lu Yan: "Bi  ‌?"

[Better than writing reports, cleaning, doing surgery, cooking, reading, swimming, etc. whatever you like. ]

Lu Yan took the test for a moment: "I like watching Tang Xun'an cry."

[…]

The system fell into a brief silence.

Lu Yan sat in the car and wiped the blood on the dagger with the disinfectant tissue handed by the staff. His whole body was drenched in the blood of pollutants, and now the blood has been dried and sticked to his body, making him uncomfortable.

The Sixth Research Institute was built in an abandoned mine. ‌The train bangs  哐  .

After taking a shower, Lu Yan came to the intensive care unit.

Tang Xun'an had put on his pajamas. It is said that after being awake for a short time, he fell into a state of drowsiness now.

Ji Wen held the data record sheet in his hand and was amazed: "I thought it was going to end this time, but I didn't expect the state to be so stable."

After he finished speaking, his eyes fell on Lu Yan: "It's really amazing, Mr. Listen."

Lu Yan felt that he meant something, but since neither side had broken the casserole's intention to ask the question to the end, he did not continue to take over the conversation.

His eyes fell on the pile of clothes on Tang Xun'an's bed, with a strange expression: "It seems to be my clothes?"

Tang Xun'an lay in the pile of clothes, sleeping soundly, with his face all buried, revealing a few curled up hairs.

System: [Yes. Because of the remarkable effect of soothing last time, the Third Research Institute is looking for the reason, specially extracting the scent of your clothes, and using chemical raw materials to synthesize the fragrance of your scent. Because Tang Xun'an will perform missions all over the world, every scientific research institute now has a bottle. ‌I have your own style of clothes, and I have a good collection of clothes in one go. ]

Lu Yan: "This is a bit perverted."

[You're not bad either. ]

System: [Thinking of one thing, you guys played too lively before, I forgot to mention it. ]

[Using the talent of "prediction", Shen Qingyang got "ears". He now has "ears" and "limbs". ]

[‌The earth octopus is where you can't see it, really hard work. By the way, he took the CET-6 test. ]

According to the system, there are seven fish in all.

Lu Yan has already eaten four.

Lu Yan was noncommittal. After confirming that Tang Xun'an was safe, he stopped by other wards to see people he knew.

Zhou Qiming put an infusion needle in his arm and played games tenaciously with his laptop. It is said that it is a 3a stand-alone game that he spent billions of dollars to make.

Although Zhou Qiming's game company doesn't make much money, it is fortunate that the contribution points can be exchanged for cash. Because it is too expensive to make games, which makes him not a member of the Special Operations Department, but he always goes on missions with other people to earn contribution points.

Facts have proved that when the Internet addict teenager plays games, even if the object of his love is by his side, he is unaware.

Lu Yan looked at the screen, Zhou Qiming was controlling ‌‌ people and fighting monsters under the sea. Playing ‌ is called a high spirit.

Screen brightness is high, but visibility is extremely low. I could vaguely see the outline of a disgusting monster. The ground was full of eyes, strange dead fish dipped in the blood pool, and there were dark-black octopus tentacles that would attack from behind.

The staff said in a low voice, "Mr. Listen. He has played an all-night game. I hope you can persuade him."

Right here, the CG storyline is triggered in the game. The screen was pitch black, and the sound was a mournful death knell.

After a few seconds, a dialog box pops up below the game.

Chinese characters and strange characters were mixed up, and Lu Yan even tried to guess, and it was very laborious to read.

[You shouldn't have come. The truth doesn't really matter. 】

[I will fall, and you will be reborn in my death. 】

【…elder brother. 】

Lu Yan approached suddenly, wanting to take another look at the content of the screen. But the next moment, the game pops up the ‌force quit interface.

[The health system reminds you: you have played ‌10 ‌‌ "Globalization" today! The system will force offline 1‌‌. 】

[Moderate games, healthy living. Thank you for your support and love for this game! 】

Zhou Qiming dropped the mouse and cursed angrily: "shit!"

Lu Yan scolded people less, but in an instant he had a subtle empathy with Zhou Qiming.

Zhou Qiming's eyes turned red, and he turned to get a water glass. The moment he saw Lu Yan, his expression was full of shock: "Doctor Lu, what are you waiting for?"

Lu Yan pursed his lips: "A few minutes ago. What game did you play?"

"Ah," Zhou Qiming was embarrassed, "it was made by our game company, called "Globalization", which was previously selected as a support project, so it was very popular on the Stim game platform. ."

"Because the sales volume is good, the development department said to make a dlc* to provide benefits. It uses the latest super-intelligence brain, so there are random plots. I only received the demo before I came to X city. *, give it a try today."

Lu Yan frowned slightly: "Can you send me a copy? I want to play too."

Zhou Qiming immediately stuffed the computer into Lu Yan's arms: "Take my computer and use it, the password is your birthday! I'll do it when I'm done, there are important items in it. The documents cannot be sent to you."

Lu Yan said softly, "Thank you."

He offered condolences to Zhou Qiming, brought his computer bag, and went to see Yanbei, Michael, and Bai Ze. Express your condolences.

When I got back to my room, it just took a while.

Lu Yan turned on Zhou Qiming's computer and saw "Globalization" on the desktop at a glance.

He has basically never played games, except for the Xiaoxiaole that comes with his mobile phone. But after all, it is all Chinese characters, so it is not impossible to operate.

The game interface can choose to continue the game, and create new content.

Lu Yan chose to continue the game without hesitation.

However, the picture on the computer screen was not what he had seen before.

Lu Yan looked at a model who looked like him, and bent over, with a gentle expression on his face: "Zhou Qiming, wake up? Are you having a nightmare again?"

In addition, the dialog box has the name of this npc: Doctor.

System: [Pfft. Congratulations to the host for becoming a Kanban Lang*. Surprised or not, surprised or not? ]

[Doctor: According to the test, your current lesion degree is 74.5. Don't go to such a dangerous place next time, let me worry, okay? 】

This npc in the game has no name, and his occupation is a doctor in the prevention and treatment center.

It is said that because the doctor's modeling is too good-looking, there are super popular pictures on the Internet.

Lu Yan did a search. It turned out that in the game "Globalization", the initial characters were ordinary people, and they could only choose gender.

In the novice dungeon, the protagonist controlled by the player will be awakened to become a different type of apocalypse because of the different pollutants.

From now on, every time you enter the game, there will be a new copy of the mission.

These dungeons are all designed according to the mission materials of the Apocalypse Forum, and there are a total of 300 copies. After the dungeon fails, it will enter the "mission hall", that is, the intensive care unit of the prevention and treatment center. After receiving the diagnosis and treatment of the "doctor", it can be resurrected with full blood and start a new round of tasks.

It is worth mentioning that in the game, a character's disease degree will not decrease unless he uses medicine. If the disease degree exceeds 100, it is also considered death. However, the player can choose to inherit half of the legacy of the previous character.

‌The game has been released for more than half a year, and no one has cleared all the in-game copies.

‌Obviously, because of the health system that popped up suddenly, the character "Zhou Qiming" was sentenced to "mission failure" and returned to his birthplace.

Lu Yan tried several times after that, and even killed the boss of the Mermaid Club once again in the game, but he didn't encounter the original quest dungeon.

He couldn't help it, and clicked on the dialog box between ‌ and Zhou Qiming: "Do you have a copy of the game design, do you have a manuscript?"

Zhou Qiming: Hey, our company's game is a copy generated on the frame according to a certain algorithm and data! This game is strongly supported by the headquarters and uses the latest technology without interviews. In other words, there is no script.

Lu Yan: Good.

He turned off his computer and asked, "Is this a coincidence?"

The system answered paradoxically: [Everything that has happened is natural. Depends on how you think about it. ]