God Simulator Chapter 48

  Chapter 48 The safe zone is very safe

  Song Shiyi got up at seven o'clock sharply. She took a shower first, dried her hair, then drank a glass of warm milk, and then began to read the memo on her phone.

  No matter what happened yesterday, the withdrawal amnesia will always clear the memory in her brain on time, so that she only remembers the things before the age of fourteen.

  Some people say that a good memory is a burden.

   But for Song Shiyi, it is also a pity to keep forgetting.

  She always wakes up in a blank, and then finds herself in the mirror growing up in a daze. As if overnight, I came to the age of twenty.

  What happened during the six years of losing contact?

  Song Shiyi couldn't help but think about it.

  According to the records given by the hospital and the committee, she was injured by a special prop during a capture mission three years ago. As a result, the brain is now abnormal and cannot preserve the latest memory.

  The days of dance practice and performance in the SUH girl group seem like yesterday.

  Song Shiyi opened the memo that she had synced to the cloud server, and the first paragraph written on it was.

  「Every day is a new beginning.」

  She was selected by the simulator at a very young age and became one of the **** players, but this part of her memory has been completely preserved.

  In other words, the relevant memory is protected by some kind of power rule, and even the props that can destroy the memory cannot peel it off.

  The records in the memo are divided into two parts.

  The first part is work, the second part is life.

  She first clicked on the work bar.

  The latest news is written on it.

   "Mark and look for the player named [Yao Shen] in the temple of the gods. The fragmented world he is in is related to [Golden Field]."

   She tapped the side lightly with her finger, and a recording popped up.

  A woman said: "Why is it you? Can you change someone?"

   "...I only know that guy calls himself 'God Yao', and I don't know anything else."

  Song Shiyi had no impression of this conversation.

   But she's used to it.

  I will hear conversations on my mobile phone that I don't remember at all, there will be constant calls from strangers, and people I don't know will say hello to me...

  Sometimes she imagines that she is not Song Shiyi, but just inherits or seizes the personality and life named Song Shiyi, and walks in this world.

   In other words, the real Song Shiyi has long since died. The current self is just a substitute that can only be used for 24 hours, and will restart after 24 hours, like some kind of machine with insufficient storage.

   But it doesn't really matter.

  Anyway, in the eyes of everyone, including myself, she couldn't deny that she was Song Shiyi.

  The phone rang suddenly, and the call was from an unknown number that had not been recorded.

  Song Shiyi clicks on Hands-free to answer.

  There was no sound over there.

   "Hello?" Song Shiyi tried to say, "I'm Song Shiyi."

  At this time, the other party said: "Come out and meet."

  There is a **** the other end, and the voice is not very old.

  Song Shiyi asked: "What's the matter?"

   "We met, in an alley with a lot of cars. There is Yu Yao from Donghai's family there. I have news for you, and I also want to ask you something."

  Song Shiyi opened the work column and counted from top to bottom according to the date.

   In one of the lines, I found relevant matters.

  "Jiuyuan community locomotive factory dormitory, in the parking alley, Jia Xiaokai's follower, Donghai's Yu Yao, caused two deaths. He was executed by the female apostle Mary."

   "Ah, I remember, hello, hello."

  Song Shiyi finally agreed: "Then make an appointment?"

  The other party said: "Then the alley where we met last time."

  The phone hangs up.

  Song Shiyi looked at the other party's number, it was a normal phone number.

  But she didn't check the number, and she may not be able to find it. For her, her biggest advantage is that she forgets once she sees it, neither causing trouble for herself nor burdening others.

   This is also the key to her having so many informants.

  Song Shiyi changed her clothes, stepped on her bag, and waved at the crystal chandelier in the living room.

   "Ming Tsai, I'm going out."

  A small sparrow flew out of the shining chandelier and landed on Song Shiyi's shoulder.

  As soon as it left, the lights in the entire room went out instantly.

  The sparrow combed the feathers on its chest with its short beak, tilted its head, and looked at Song Shiyi with its small eyes, no different from ordinary birds.

   "It's still the old rule. No matter how greedy you are, you can't steal electricity or fire outside, especially public facilities. It's agreed." Song Shiyi scratched its head with his fingers.

  Ming Tsai nodded, like a chicken pecking at rice.

  Outside the dormitory of the locomotive factory, in the parking alley, there were two half-year-old children playing football.

  After Song Shiyi arrived here, they kept sneaking eyes at her, and they were a little absent-minded when talking to each other. The ball at their feet never stops.

  When they met Song Shiyi's gaze, the two teenagers blushed, and hurriedly turned their eyes away, pretending to be seriously practicing their passing coordination.

  Song Shiyi looked at her attire.

  The outside is a wool jacket, the inside is a black close-fitting sweater, and the bottom is jeans and leather boots. She has short silver-gray hair that reaches her ears and is fluffy. She doesn't wear earrings or necklaces. She only wears a little eyeliner and lip gloss in a natural color.

   This body will make her look a little more mature.

  Song Shiyi looked around and found that the other party was already sitting in a car.

   "Here." A girl waved to herself.

  The surface of the Xiali car that the girl was sitting in was covered with dust. I don't know if it was abandoned by the owner. But these are not important.

  Song Shiyi also sat in the back seat of Xiali's car.

   She observes each other.

  Mary is a girl in a gray sweater. She looks about seventeen or eighteen years old. She wears a covered baseball cap with long green hair curled up under the brim.

  The girl wore a pair of sunglasses, as if she didn't want others to know her true face. Normal people would not understand that the terrifying apostle power was hidden in this seemingly slender body.

  The other party said: "I want to check someone. Pray to God."

  The girl said softly: "There is something in his hand, it is very dangerous."

   "Miss Mary."

  Song Shiyi said: "I do know the relevant information about praying to the gods. But as a prosecutor of the committee, leaking secrets to the outside is a violation of discipline..."

   "Can I ask, what makes you feel dangerous?"

   "No comment."

  Song Shiyi was not surprised by the other party's reaction.

  Essentially, she and the informant exchange information for mutual benefit. However, there are red line regulations within the committee, which must be followed.

   Both sides were silent for a while.

  Mary suddenly said: "The things may be hidden in the safe area, not in the fragmented world. This is the news I know."

  Song Shiyi was not sure what the other party meant.

  But for the committee, the normal order of the safe zone must be guaranteed first.

   "Miss Mary, the safety zone is still safe." Song Shiyi said.

   "Really?" Mary asked back.

   These words made Song Shiyi a little speechless.

  Recently, two cases occurred near here.

  Yuan Lisha's robbery and belief case, Jia Xiaokai's follower broke the wall and murdered...

  Recently, law and order are really not good.

  Song Shiyi can only use the official caliber to say: "We will try our best to stop the danger in advance, but manpower is limited after all, and we cannot prevent every case..."

  Mary interrupts her: "That's not what I meant."

"That is?"

   "More dangerous...such as [Whistleblower]."

  Song Shiyi immediately shook her head: "Impossible."

  Mary was silent.

   "I don't know your reason. But..."

  Song Shiyi blurted out immediately: "According to the theory of parallel dimensionality, the high and low dimension dimensions have always remained relatively parallel, and the physical distance between players on the earth—strictly speaking, is the information interaction generated, which maintains a certain synchronization with the low dimension world."

   "From a macro perspective, unlike the active and changeable low-boundary dimension, the high-boundary dimension is in a long-term static state and cannot directly overlap and interfere with other boundary dimensions."

   "If other players want to get here, they have to move the world they are in to overlap at the world level. But the higher the dimension, the more difficult it is to move."

   "Any closed world or fragmented world that cannot form a two-way passage or overlap at the world level is in line with the definition of a safe zone. The high-dimensional earth is also one of them."

   "As the saying goes, man cannot lift the ground beneath his feet."

   "The usual practice is that players use the temples to reduce the dimension and enter the low-dimensional world. By moving the low-dimensional world they own, they overlap or interfere with other low-dimensional worlds."

   “It's like two people who live in different countries and they can't move their entire house and city, so they just go out and meet in a movable vehicle.”

  Song Shiyi quoted many existing conclusions, and finally concluded: "The safe zone is like a deep sea, and the crawling zone is like a shallow sea."

   "The pressure of the deep sea will make it difficult for shallow sea creatures to survive. All the abilities they are proud of will be invalid here, and they may even suffocate themselves."

"Even if the Jiewei players manage to reach the safe zone, they will have to cut off their arms and lose all abilities in the crawling zone. In this way, they are no different from ordinary people or animals here, but they will put themselves in extreme danger .”

  Mary said, "There are exceptions to everything."

  This light sentence made Song Shiyi think a lot.

  The safe zone theory is a conclusion drawn after a lot of practice.

   But as the committee's research on simulators continues to deepen, new perspectives and thinking are always being produced.

  Any risk in the security theoretical barriers of the safe zone will cause unbearable results.

  Even if the possibility is very low, we have to guard against it. This Mary revealed the news to herself, and she would never come here for entertainment.

   "Thank you for your message, Miss Mary."

  Song Shiyi said seriously: "I will report this matter to the committee as an anonymous source."

   Lu Yao in the room let out a long breath.

  Any organization has security anxiety. It only needs to point out the theoretical risks, and then release some specious big news, which will make them more or less suspicious.

  This time, he actually just wanted one sentence.

   "Is the safe zone safe?"

  For this dish of vinegar, Lu Yao made a plate of dumplings.

  Since the safe zone is stable, and other Jiewei gods cannot come to PK with real people, then Lu Yao is not afraid.

   What [Whistleblower] [Flayer]?

Again.

   On the territory of the garlic tribe, if your people dare to stand up, buddies will fight once they see each other.

  (end of this chapter)

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