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1388 His Choice

The enemy retreated.

Floating in the boundless ocean of information, Frankenstein breathed a sigh of relief, and his thinking, which had been operating at a high speed, was a little slower.

When she was in a desperate situation, she used the "secret technique" that Lin had prepared sooner or later. As expected, the hacker who had been pestering him to death had disappeared without a trace at this moment.

In this way, we should be able to keep this data field and wait for Lin Chi to appear again. However...

——It seems that time has been a bit too long.

Frankenstein searched quickly, but still found no trace of Lin Chi. The guy may have not recovered his consciousness, or maybe he was pushed to a distance that he could not detect by the data flow.

If he has not recovered his consciousness yet... would he be dead?

Thinking of this terrifying possibility, a hint of tension flowed through Frankenstein's thoughts. But as an artificial intelligence, she returned to normal again in less than 0:00.

Although he has disappeared, Lin Chi has not quit. He must be still in this world. What he has to worry about now is not this, but to fix the loopholes immediately.

——The next thing to invade this field should be the computer experts of the US military. After all, one of their military bases just turned into ashes under the attack of the "map cannon".

The ion beam weapon carried on this satellite takes at least two hours of charging after each attack. Now it can no longer destroy other bases of the US military. Before charging, it must defend against the enemy's invasion from the data network. However...

Frankenstein's figure flashed, his consciousness broke for a moment, and then suddenly appeared on the previous platform.

Looking at the designer and observer who were walking towards him, Frankenstein whispered: "You guys..."

"Beautiful job." The designer applauded: "Your mission is over."

"Where is he?" Frankenstein looked around, looking for Lin Chi's traces.

"He's going to stay here for a while, but you have to leave." The designer snapped his fingers, "The spacecraft is about to set off, goodbye."

"wait--"

Frankenstein just spoke, as if he was punched. While feeling the strong pain, he suddenly lost consciousness.

Bang!

The welcome robot suddenly pushed open the hatch door, jumped out of the game warehouse, rushed to another game warehouse side by side, and checked the status of the game warehouse.

The game warehouse used by Lin Chi is still operating normally, and the security lock is still locked. When Frankenstein was about to unlock the security lock, he heard the TV still on the living room behind him, and the news sounded:

"Breaking news, the Game Administration urgently stopped the operation of the game "War Paradise". All game warehouses currently running "War Paradise" will be forced to shut down..."

Hearing this, Frankenstein clenched his fists, and the round light spots representing his eyes on his mask began to flash. After a moment of silence, he cursed a rare swear word:

"grass."

As the Game Administration takes compulsory measures to terminate the operation of "War Paradise", the ongoing invitational tournament ends, and tens of thousands of ordinary games ended.

The players who were still fighting in the game a second ago returned to the game warehouse with a confused look on their faces. They thought there was a bug in the game. They didn't know this shocking news until they picked up their phones to check the forum.

"Pure tm nonsense, how could such a thing happen to a game!"

"Fuck the fuck the game management bureau, is it so difficult for me to play a good game?"

For a moment, curses started to siege the official social account of the Game Administration. Conservatives who supported banning brain imaging games began to squirt with these guys:

"The brain imaging game should be banned long ago. Playing a game will cost you a loss of life?"

"Something that is lost in the fun, see what you are like? Face it!"

Frankenstein had no time to pay attention to the online verbal war, but immediately cracked the security lock of Lin Chi's game warehouse, pushed open the hatch door, and focused his eyes on the man lying inside.

In reality, Lin Chi is thinner than the game characters. He lay quietly in the game warehouse without moving, like the deceased lying in the coffin at a memorial service.

“…”

Frankenstein stretched out his right hand and was about to press the power-off button in the game compartment. He slowly stopped his movements before his finger touched the red button.

Lin Chi's consciousness should still be in the deep data. If he forcibly cut off the connection, he may never come back.

Frankenstein also wanted to believe that this man would come back, but what Lin Chi had said to him before suddenly appeared in his memories.

"You shouldn't...want to stay there."

Recalling the scene where Lin Chi talks about "electronic immortality" with a spirit of spirit, and is eager to gain new life in the data world. Frankenstein sighed vaguely and held Lin Chi's right hand with his mechanical fingers:

"What you said will definitely come back."

...

"You mean to keep me here?"

Lin Chi took a step back and pushed away the other party's hand: "I can't judge what you are just based on your words. Maybe you are also from the Oasis Army."

"Ah, Oasis Army, I've seen them, they're such a bunch of pitiful people." The girl smiled and said, "Lin Chi, you seem to have made a mistake, right? You are not qualified to bargain now...

You can't leave this world now, as long as I want, you can stay here forever. The solar sail of this spacecraft has been unfolded, and once it leaves the signal receiving range of the moon's radio antenna, your consciousness will never be able to return to Earth."

Listening to the other party's threatening words, Lin Chi smiled: "But if this is the case, no one will help you save the world, right?"

"ha!"

The girl picked up the Coke bottle beside her and threw the bottle into the distance in a standard shooting posture: "Actually, that's what the Creators outside should pay attention to. I don't pay much attention to the survival of this world. After all... that has nothing to do with me."

"It doesn't matter even if you die?" Lin Chi looked at the other party with a serious look.

——In this way, this woman seems to be completely opposite to herself. She has no interest in eternal life in the digital world, but seems to be tired of all this.

"I don't care." The girl smiled and said, "Actually, I called you here just to find someone to chat. I think you are very interesting. And... I want your body."

"Pa?" Lin Chi said concisely.

"Of course not, who do you think of me as?"

The girl immediately shook her head: "I mean, since we are all people who have gone to the wrong world, how about we exchange them? I will use your body to return to the real world and start my life again. And you can stay here, gain eternal life as the true Creator, and become the absolute ruler of this world."

"Oh, it sounds very attractive." Lin Chi said softly.

I have to say that being able to become the ruler of the world of "War Paradise" is indeed a very attractive proposal. If it were put in the past, I would definitely accept it immediately without hesitation. But now...

Lin Chi didn't need to think about it at all and had already spoken out his answer:

"Sorry, I won't do that. Because there are still people waiting for me to go back."
Chapter completed!
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