215 What World
It was late at night, and Luo Xiyun was sleeping very heavily. Suddenly, he woke up and heard a mechanical voice, "User xx111111 sent you a courtship message. Do you agree? After agreeing, you will become a couple with the other party."
She couldn't help but be stunned. Who is the user xx111111?
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At the same time, Bai Jinxuan was recording a program, and at the same time, to promote the new song. The recording was over until now. After getting in the car, she couldn't stand it anymore, and leaned her head on the back of the chair and fell asleep quickly.
"User xx111111 sent you a courting message. Do you agree? After agreeing, you will become a couple with the other party."
She was a little confused, what was going on?
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On the other hand, Yang Jinxia has already fallen asleep. Her daily routine has always been very good. Recently, she has paid more attention to maintenance and rarely stayed up late.
"User xx111111 sent you a courtship message..."
The same voice sounded in her ears.
When she heard this prompt, she looked thoughtful, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth after a moment.
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When Chen Xu opened his eyes, he found himself lying in a small room.
He sat up and looked at the room he was in. It was estimated that it was only about ten square meters. Except for the single bed where he was lying, there was only one table, and various metal parts stained with oil were placed on the table.
There were red clothes hanging on the wall, with some black stains remaining on it, and the color itself was already a little dim.
"It seems that this time it's a role-playing category."
He was a little excited. This was a brand new form. He intervened in the game as his original identity during the previous three dreams. Now he finally had an identity.
"My current identity is a maintenance worker."
After being excited, he quickly got into the state and began to speculate on his identity. Judging from the suspected work clothes on the wall and the metal parts piled up on the floor, it seemed very obvious.
While observing the room, he recalled without a slight sense of familiarity.
"It seems that I just have this identity, but I don't get the corresponding memory."
He frowned. Wouldn't it be easy to wear a bang if this happens?
From the prompts from the system just now, this should be a dream of online games with multiple people participating. If it is a single copy, there is no need to deliberately emphasize that it requires qualifications to participate.
Moreover, he had another discovery, and he was finally able to call up a box like a personal panel in his dream, which showed that his level was 2 and his personal points were 400. To advance to the next level, the required points were 1,000.
He counted silently in his mind that the sum of points obtained in the previous three dreams was exactly 400.
The system just prompted that the map level he is currently in is level 2, and the difficulty is also level 2. It is probably arranged according to his current level.
As for the identity of a civilian, it is not difficult to understand, because he cannot krypton gold. This dream equipment is of the same virtue as the games produced by various game companies on the earth, and it costs money.
On the personal panel, there are no values such as personal attributes. In addition to showing points and levels, there is also a line of words that show the position of his couple.
He clicked curiously and found that the other party was more than ten light years away from him, and he also suggested that the distance was too far and he could not contact him. He couldn't help but feel speechless.
What is the concept of more than ten light years? It is mostly on another map, and by the end of the game, there may not be a chance to meet.
Since it is a couple, why should we get so far? This system is really inexplicable.
To be honest, he was very curious about who accepted his courtship and became a couple with him. Is it Luo Xiyun, Yang Jinxia, or Bai Jinxuan?
These three numbers can't tell what they are, and they can't guess which one is.
His own number is xx111111. When the information sent by him must have been displayed, the number is not his name.
No matter who it is, the first reaction to see this information for no reason is to refuse.
Now, someone actually agreed, who would it be?
He had a vague choice in his heart, but he was not sure.
"Forget it, now is not the time to think about this."
After a while, he shook his head, threw these guesses behind him, focused on what to do next.
He felt a little hungry and glanced at an electronic clock at the head of the bed, which showed that it was seven:15.
It probably was morning.
He thought to himself, and then he discovered something strange. There was not even a window in the room. Even the walls did not look like ordinary cement walls.
He walked forward and reached out to touch it. The cold touch made him confirm that his guess was metal.
"Isn't this a metal box?"
This thought flashed through his mind, suppressed the urge to go out, and looked at the room seriously again. The most valuable thing was obviously the table, where there was a suitcase and a gray card-like thing.
He picked up the card, the size of a bank card, with a chip on it, the other side was printed with the number xx1111111, and his big head photo and name.
Obviously, this card is in the form of proof of identity, so he carefully put it away.
Then, he looked at the suitcase next to him, with a button on each side, pressed it hard, and the box opened itself, and saw various tools inside, arranged neatly, forming a sharp contrast with the messy room.
He closed the box again and looked over the table, where there was a handle that was obviously open.
He stood up, reached out to hold the handle, pulled it a little, and then opened it. There was a grid inside, and a stream of air conditioning came to his face. It turned out to be a refrigerator.
The grid is not big, only two layers, filled with things wrapped in a bag of palm-sized clothes, which looks like the kind of sucking jelly.
He took out a pack and looked at the instructions above carefully. After a while, a hint of joy appeared on his face. This was a nutritious meal that could provide all the energy and nutrients needed by the human body.
In dreams, when the situation is unknown, finding so many foods is like taking a reassurance pill. At least for a short period of time, you don’t have to worry about food shortages.
He counted and found that there were about a hundred packs here, and three packs a day were calculated, which was a month's ration.
He took a pack and stuffed it into his mouth. It smelled like cherry, like eating rice paste. He was really hungry, and he ate it all in just a few bites and threw the packaging into a trash can in the corner.
After a while, he felt a sense of fullness in his stomach. He turned off the refrigerator again and continued to search in the room.
At the end of the bed, there were several boxes piled up, all of which were clothes and other debris. In the other corner, there were also several boxes, with various parts, including gears, screws, chips, circuit boards, etc., and I don’t know if it was good or bad.
Apart from that, there was nothing else in the room.
He glanced at the electronic clock at the head of the bed, and it was seven forty-two.
It's time to go out and have a look.
He took off the red dress on the wall, put it on his body, put the food in his pocket for three days, held it on the door handle, and pushed it open.
The door was very thick. The moment he pushed it open, he felt a stream of air, blowing his bangs gently raised.
There is another door outside, just two or three meters away. Between the two doors is a corridor.
He walked out the door and looked to both sides. The corridor was long and there was no end at all.
There are all such rooms on both sides of the corridor, densely packed with countless rooms.
“Where is this?”
He was a little confused. This style had a strange sense of familiarity. It gave him a feeling of a little like the second dream of entering the shelter.
The corridors on both sides were empty, all the doors were closed, and the surroundings were extremely quiet, so quiet that he felt a bad feeling.
He hesitated for a moment, walked to the door opposite, saw a button like a doorbell on the door, pressed it, and said, "Hello, I am Chen Xu, who lives in the opposite door."
No response.
He pressed it a few more times, waited for a while, but still had no response.
"Isn't this a doorbell?" He thought for a while, returned to his room, pressed the button, and clearly heard the sound of dingdong from inside.
He sighed, and wanted to close the door, but then he thought about it, so as not to be unable to open it for a while, that would be embarrassing.
After hesitating for a moment, he walked to the left. Every time he passed by a door, he would ring the doorbell until he walked far away, and the doors were still closed.
When he reached the end of the corridor, what appeared before him was a door.
At first, he thought it was a wall, but when he approached, he found that there was a very small gap in the middle, which was a metal door.
There is nothing on the door, only on the wall next to it, there is a black square plate, which should be the sensing area.
He looked back and could no longer see his door. He kept counting along the way, and the number of doors on one side was 157, and the total number of doors on both sides was 314.
"Hope it can be opened."
He took out his card, walked over, and swiped it on the black square board.
I saw the wall lit up and his personal information appeared, "Class 2 maintenance worker Chen Xu, you are not allowed to enter the C3 area without authorization. Please leave."
really.
He felt a little depressed. His current status was too low. If he was limited to this area, he would not be able to do anything.
However, he did not leave immediately, and he had to make some attempts.
"That's right, I found some abnormal situations and wanted to report them."
The voice just now sounded, "You can report to your superiors."
Chapter completed!