Bai Liu took Mu Ke, the young master, to log out of the game. The log out location was at Bai Liu's home.

It was almost midnight when it was time to log out. The young master’s eyes were like spring eyes. After coming out, he cried for a whole night. He cried until he passed out. He still clung to Bai Liu’s shirt sleeve and held on, and Bai Liu said to let him go. When he went home, the cry of the young master could lift the roof open, and he would never go back, saying that he had sold his soul to Bai Liu, and Bai Liu actually drove him away.

Quite plausible.

Bai Liu felt that because of the nestling effect and the suspension bridge effect, the young master had a strong sense of security towards Bai Liu, the devil who should have played the role of a bad guy. In the short term, if Mu Ke can't wake up from his fear, he should not be easy. Leaving Bai Liu's home.

But Bai Liu didn't want to leave Mu Ke in his house.

The reason is very simple. This young master is too annoying to cry.

So Bailiu called five minutes after Mu Ke fell asleep and informed his immediate boss that he would come to bring Oss’ son, who now lives in Mu Ke, who is not leaving.

When Bai Liu's immediate boss received Bai Liu's call, he was shocked and spilled coffee on the computer keyboard.

He has never liked Bai Liu’s subordinate, mainly because Bai Liu has his own ideas when making games. Every time he asks him to add something and the market follows the trend, Bai Liu will directly say that the game design is full and the plot is added. There will be bugs and the like, and they can't be added.

In fact, it’s not a big deal to add it, and it doesn’t have to be added, but the boss really doesn’t like Bai Liu’s disobedient attitude. The one who works for him, lets Bai Liu do what he does, and makes so many excuses. He seems so noble.

After Mu Ke took over Bai Liu’s shift and hardly did anything, his boss had to wipe the **** for the young master and take over Bai Liu’s job, only to realize that the previous Bai Liu was not disobedient or making excuses. Bai Liu was just telling the truth. To be honest.

Now it’s his turn to do Bailiu’s work, and the person who picks up the thorns becomes Mu Ke. Mu Ke also thinks three or four a day, and the torture caused his boss to complain. Sometimes he said that he couldn’t add it and couldn’t change it. Just sneered and said that you don't listen to my suggestions, I can change to someone who will listen to my suggestions sit in your seat.

Now the position under the boss’s **** is also at stake. Finally, the young master disappeared for a day without knowing where to go, but he did not expect to appear at Bai Liu’s house.

The boss couldn’t help thinking more about what is the relationship between Bai Liu and this young master, but it is useless to think too much. He is now Mu Ke’s boss in name, but in fact he is Mu Ke’s nanny, and he must come to pick up people.

When the boss arrived at Bai Liu’s house, Mu Ke was still asleep. The boss felt empty and embarrassed when he saw Bai Liu, but Bai Liu didn’t feel anything. Before he came out, he exchanged his points for 100,000 yuan. The points in this game are quite valuable. The exchange ratio with RMB is one thousand to one, and one hundred points can be exchanged for one hundred thousand.

With money in his hand, Bai Liu looks at everyone at peace now. Even if he sees this boss who doesn’t know anything and always likes to point fingers, Bai Liu politely opens the door to let him in, saying, "Muke is still sleeping. He cried all night last night and just fell asleep, don’t wake him up."

Bai Liu's original intention was not to wake Mu Ke from crying and make his forehead hurt, but Mu Ke grabbed Bai Liu's shirt, and Bai Liu directly took it off to Mu Ke and curled up in a small ball on the bed insecure, his eyes, nose and nose Glowing red, there are some suspicious traces of bruises on his body, the aftereffects of the game, coupled with the words of Bai Liu just now, the boss accepted the amount of information that rushed to the face, and stiffly "Oh".

It turns out that Bai Liu and Mu Ke have this kind of relationship. Why didn't Bai Liu tell him earlier that he would not dare to expel Bai Liu?

"Then, or else, let Mu Ke continue to sleep with you, Bai Liu." In fact, the boss didn't dare to wake Mu Ke. This young master was very angry when he was awakened from a nap, not to mention. Said that he woke up after being tossed like this all night.

And the boss also found it very strange, Bai Liu tossed this young master on the bed like this, and when he was done, he called him to pick him up. How did it feel, a bit scumbag?

Of course Bai Liu refused, "No, get him away, he cried so much to me."

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What a scumbag, how did Bai Liu say such scumbag remarks seriously?

Mu Ke was awakened by the voices of the two of them. His eyelashes trembled twice. Before waking up, he subconsciously hugged the shirt in his arms and whispered "Bai Liu" in a low voice.

Seeing this scene, the boss’s expression was even more difficult to say. He looked at Bai Liu with condemnation. Bai Liu didn’t seem to feel the same. When he was working, the boss always used this kind of you when he was beaten back by Bai Liu. Looking at him with the condemnation of the wrong thing, Bai Liu had long been used to it.

He yelled very calmly, "Muke, get up, someone is coming to pick you up."

Mu Ke slowly woke up, and when he saw the boss by the bed, he understood that Bai Liu called for someone to come and pick him up.

Mu Ke reacted very violently. He subconsciously wanted to grab Bai Liu’s hand and scolded his boss very irritably and grinned with his back arched and grinning, like a cat who was taken to a place he didn’t like, "Go away and I won’t go back. I will stay here"

"This is my place." Bai Liu's attitude was still faint. He avoided Mu Ke to grab his hand, "And I don't allow you to stay here, Mu Ke, go back."

Mu Ke stiffened. He turned his head and looked at Bai Liu. He wanted to grab Bai Liu’s hand and fell on the way. Mu Ke’s eyes began to turn red again, and his lips moved, "Bai Liu, I’ll be good, don’t drive away." I"

"I'm ordering you based on our relationship, Mu Ke." Bai Liu said quietly, "You have no right to refuse."

Bai Liu can actually understand that Mu Ke didn't want to leave. This person's survival was very strong, and Bai Liu saved him in that situation, allowing Mu Ke to subconsciously put the equated sign of staying beside Bai Liu and being able to live, not so much. Muke is now dependent on Bailiu, it is better to say that Muke is afraid of the environment without Bailiu protection.

Mu Ke's tears slipped, and he bit his lower lip and looked at Bai Liu for a long time, and finally got out of bed obediently, standing behind his boss with a pale face and shaking, Mu Ke's fear almost hung on his face.

Bai Liu looked at such Mu Ke, and felt that he had to give a certain level of guidance to the player with his own soul, just like the system did to the player.

"Muke, if you have been so fragile and can't survive without me, and have more valuable things to me." Bai Liu said softly, "Then I will abandon you soon, understand because I can still be like you , There are many people like you, but you are the only one."

"I, I know." Mu Ke's lips paled and he responded softly. He lowered his head and raised his hand and wiped his eyes, controlling his crying, "I will try to be useful to you."

The boss who watched the whole process looked awkward, and felt as if he had watched a show of cruel and ruthless feet attacking ua. Because his face was too shocked, he looked at Bai Liu with a little fear.

Bai Liu dare to talk to Mu Ke this way, what is his identity?

Mu Ke walked behind the tranced boss, and when he left the door, the stunned boss still asked, "Young Master Mu, what is the relationship between you and Bai Liu?"

"What's the relationship?" Mu Ke's eyes were blank. He seemed to be muttering to himself, "I belong to him, he owns my soul and is my master."

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What are you guys playing?

Unexpectedly, Bai Liu has thick eyebrows and big eyes on the surface, and behind his back he is actually a master of s, and he seems to be a top s, he actually trained the arrogant young master like Mu Ke to look like this little cat.

The boss shuddered, and he tremblingly led Mu Ke away without tears.

People who feel like they have been fired.

After Mu Ke left, Bai Liu opened the top alien computer that Mu Ke had compensated him before, and he began to inquire about information about Siren Town.

After forward search, reverse search, and no matching information was obtained by name searches such as Jeff Andre, Bai Liu rubbed his stiff neck. It seemed that the game was indeed not a product of reality. , But if it is a virtual product

Bai Liu gazes deeply and draws a thread from his neck with his index finger. There is a one-dollar coin with a hole in the middle hanging on it. It is his manager in the game. Bai Liu flips a few times on the back of his hand, but this The coin didn't respond, no game panel popped up, he stared and thought.

If the game is a completely virtual product, how did this thing follow him to reality?

In addition, Bai Liu fiddled with the coin. The coin was separated from a scale thin as a cicada's wing. A translucent fish scale with a texture of ice was threaded through and hung on Bai Liu's neck, and it was attached to the coin with a faintly colorful appearance. Light.

After Bai Liu came out, he realized that there was a scale on his neck. If he guessed correctly, this was the inverse scale of the siren he got, but he didn’t know why he didn’t take it out at all. Follow him out of the game.

But considering that the system’s suggestion for this item, the fish scales represent the response of King Siren’s love to you, I hope the player will wear it for a long time. After Bailiu wears it overnight, he finds that there is no abnormality, so he will go with it.

But this is what Bai Liu is thinking about. It is unreasonable to virtualize the game into something similar to a thinking palace, which is similar to human consciousness, because there are actual things like coins and scales, that is, the game should be An objective and real existence.

But there will be signs of existence, but Bai Liu has not found any signs of the existence of this game on the Internet, which is very strange.

Because for example, besides Bailiu, there must be other players who have entered the game. After all, one hundred players will be logged in at a time. As long as one or two survive, you can post any posts or Weibo or Moments related to the game. In the era of big data with extremely fast data circulation, Bai Liu will find out, but Bai Liu did not find anything similar to the concept of this game.

There must be traces of things that have existed, Bai Liu thought, there is no reason why there are no traces

Unless this trace is erased.

Bai Liu squinted his eyes. He opened Weibo and sent out a specific message about Siren Town and the game, and clicked to send it. As a result, he watched the Weibo he sent faded and disappeared.

Sure enough, the game has higher authority than the real world and can tamper with the facts of the real world.

This is a world that has been tampered with, and these selected players discovered the truth, but were banned, unable to reveal the truth.

I just don’t know how far this ban can be. It is very easy to tamper with and erase the things that exist objectively that can be recorded, such as deleting the written words on paper and sending out the Weibo circle of friends. Erase, humans in the real world can also do it.

Bai Liu found out from the drawer his phone whose screen was broken and he was not willing to change it. He found the phone of a friend in it and dialed it. Before the other party could respond, he quickly said everything he had encountered. Friends listened. After that, Bai Liu put his hands on the table and knocked, and countdown "7, 6, 5" in a low voice with the beating.

"What are you doing in the countdown? Hurry up and tell me about this thing you encountered. Is it true? You didn't make it up. It's too exciting."

Bai Liu looked down "321."

The friend’s voice stopped abruptly, and then began to become confused, "Eh, Bai Liu, why are you calling me? I don’t have any impression of when I answered your call."

"Nothing." Bai Liu said casually, "I just miss you. I'll call you."

Seven seconds was the time when Bai Liu had just sent out his Weibo and the last word on his Weibo disappeared completely. He made a special note. Unexpectedly, even the non-objective things like human memory can be easily tampered with by the game. It only takes seven seconds to completely tamper with, and it doesn't take another second.

It seems that the difficulty of tampering with a person's memory is not much more difficult for the game than tampering with a piece of data.

"Oh, vomit, Bai Liu, you only think about Qian, don't nause me." The friend obviously understood Bai Liu and asked while joking, "Seriously, why did you think of calling me? Something"

"I'm thinking about a question, Lu Yizhan, do you mean that people’s memory is only seven seconds?" Bai Liu strayed on the table and tapped his fingers, using a pen to record his experience in the game on the paper, and then looking at these words. Disappeared one more time.

Lu Yizhan's voice seemed to be a little confused, "Why are you thinking about this kind of philosophical question suddenly and you are also wrong about this question, right? The original words are not fish's memory only seven seconds?"

"Am I wrong?" Bai Liu held up lazily. "Perhaps, after all, there is only seven seconds of memory. It is normal to remember wrongly, eh, is it possible that the original sentence of this sentence is human His memory is only seven seconds, and then it is tampered with by something into a fish’s memory, which is only seven seconds, used to fool us humans who have only seven seconds of memory

Lu Yizhan has become accustomed to Bailiu saying some very strange things after losing his job. He couldn’t laugh or cry. "What are you thinking about after losing your job? I’m paying my salary today. Please eat. Don’t think about these people, fish, and memories. There are only seven seconds of memory, what do you do when you let those of us who have to recite the French terms endorse every day"

"Of course I will come if you invite dinner." Bai Liu threw the coin on his neck into his neckline, and was chilled by the cold touch that is different from the coin. It was the piece of Siren King's scale that was ironed on his heart, and Bai Liu returned it. Without hanging up the phone, he asked awkwardly, "If the memory of a person is only seven seconds, and the memory of a fish is only seven seconds, how many seconds do you think the memory of a mermaid at the road station"

"Why are you still struggling with this problem? You have pulled out a mermaid." Lu Yizhan smiled helplessly. "According to your assumption, the memory of both a man and a fish is only seven seconds. The memory of a mermaid must be shorter, a few tenths. second"

"Maybe."

Although I said goodbye to the mermaid named Tarvel, it was possible that the moment Bai Liu left, the other party would have forgotten himself.

Bai Liu rarely feels disappointed because of being forgotten and neglected. He does not pursue human approval. He can live well as long as he has money to entertain himself. But the Siren King is really a piece of unprecedented beautiful data, even Bai Liu has no feelings. The guy, also felt a little regret that the few seconds he had been erased in the opponent's memory.

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