MTL - Game, Live Stream-Chapter 130

What is behind the black gate?

After Xiao Yuqiu pushed the door in, he was shocked by the scene behind the door.

This is a ward.

There was a bleak white everywhere, and apart from this white, there was almost no other color in the ward.

There was a bed in the middle of the ward, and there was a person lying on the bed.

It was a patient who seemed to be sleeping with his eyes closed. He wore an oxygen mask and a tube of oxygen mask attached to a machine. In addition, he had a large number of tubes in his body, and each tube was connected. Holding a machine.

In this ward, except for the patients in this bed and in the hospital bed, almost all of them were occupied by these large and small machines.

Xiao Yuqiu looked incredulously at the patient lying on the bed. After a long while, his lips trembled and squeezed out a name: "... Meng... Meng Xinghe?"

The person lying on this bed has a face that is almost the same as Shen Yuan, a more mature and cold face than the outline of Meng Xinghe in Xiao Yuqiu's memory. It is clear that the young Meng Xinghe has completely faded away. And the face of the young and grown up adult.

However, compared to Shen Yuan, the person on the bed is obviously extraordinarily pale and thin, and the full-fledged facial muscles have sunk, which is a face of a long-lost disease.

After Xiao Yuqiu blurted out the name of his heart, he did not dare to take a step back: "Meng Xinghe? No... this is impossible..."

How is this possible?

Meng Xinghe Ming Ming has already died seven years ago... wrong, not seven years ago, or nine years ago?

If you count the two years he wore into the game, Meng Xinghe should have died in a car accident nine years ago. How could it suddenly appear here?

At this time, Xiao Yuqiu suddenly sounded a voice: "Why not?"

Xiao Yuqiu looked back, Shen Yuanzheng looked at him calmly, and his voice was very calm: "Since you choose to open this door, you are ready for everything..."

"You are Shen Yuan? He is Meng Xinghe?" Xiao Yuqiu looked at Shen Yuan and looked at Meng Xinghe on the hospital bed. "...or said, you are not Shen Yuan?"

Shen Yuan stared at Xiao Yuqiu. After a while, he slowly began to say: "I am Shen Yuan and Meng Xinghe."

"You are Shen Yuan? Is Meng Xinghe?" Xiao Yuqiu took a step back in the direction of the ward. "You are Meng Xinghe? Are you Meng Xinghe?"

Shen Yuan sighed long: "Yes, I am Meng Xinghe."

Xiao Yuqiu stayed for a long time, only to stop and ask: "You lied to me from the beginning?"

"I didn't lie to you!" Shen Yuan categorically denied. "I never lied to you... I really lost my memory. When I first met you, I really didn't remember anything. I forgot who I am. Just remember that you are Shen Yuan."

"Amnesia? How is it a memory loss?" Xiao Yuqiu took a step back. "You can't make a better excuse?"

Shen Yuan sighed long and pointed to one of the machines next to the bed and said, "This is a machine that automatically releases the memory of amnesia. Whenever I have the thoughts and ideas to escape this game, this machine will Will release the amnesia gas automatically, then I will forget everything."

“Amnesia gas? Automatic release?” Xiao Yuqiu Yue is more shocked. “What the **** is going on? Are you really Meng Xinghe?”

Shen Yuan looked at Xiao Yuqiu deeply and said calmly: "I am Meng Xinghe... Hey."

Xiao Yuqiu’s big earthquake, it’s true that only Meng Xinghe will use this tone to call him... and he did know from the beginning that Shen Yuan is Meng Xinghe.

After he had been silent for a long time, he asked hard: "You are Meng Xinghe, who is Shen Yuan?"

Shen Yuan... No, it should be said that Meng Xinghe, Meng Xinghe's tone is extremely calm: "Shen Yuan is not a character in your pen?"

Xiao Yuqiu stunned. He looked at Meng Xinghe in front of him, and looked at the Meng Xinghe in the hospital bed. He then thought of everything that happened before. He vaguely guessed something, and a cool rush suddenly along the tail vertebra. I got up.

- Shen Yuan, the city of the abyss, the abyss demon... These are the products of his birth, which he personally created, but all of this has become true now, and one person has turned him into a true one. So, who is it that created what he wrote with his handwriting when he was bored?

Xiao Yuqiu walked step by step toward the hospital bed. The Mengxing River on the hospital bed was extraordinarily pale and thin. The sick clothes on the body were almost empty, and the wrists were slender and not gripping.

He stood on the bed and stared at the Mengxing River. Meng Xinghe closed his eyes and hanged down. He sprinkled a small shadow under the eyelids. Because it was too thin, the Mengxing River on the bed looked farther than the sound. Meng Xinghe seems to be a little younger. In addition to the fact that the facial contour is a bit colder than the young Mengxing River in his memory, the Mengxing River in the hospital bed can be described as a weak teenager.

Xiao Yuqiu took the wrist of Meng Xinghe on the hospital bed, so the pale and thin wrist is obviously not a normal adult man.

He looked up at the electronic screen in front of the Mengxinghe bed, but saw a man who looked exactly like him standing in front of the bed of Meng Xinghe... No, that is him! The picture on the electronic screen is the scene in the ward at this time!

He looked at the Meng Xinghe in the hospital bed, and looked at the Mengxing River, which stood in the distance, and gradually understood everything.

Meng Xinghe sighed long: "Maybe you have already guessed..."

"I am the real me in the hospital bed, and now I am just a virtual projection... I have already died in the car accident seven years ago."

"Brain death?" Xiao Yuqiu whispered the word again. The car accident seven years ago, he did see the Meng Xinghe on his face in front of him. At that time, Meng Xinghe was dead, not a vegetative person. But completely died.

"The hospital has already issued proof of my brain death. At that time, I did not have the power to return to the sky. My body was then sent to the morgue, but..." Meng Xinghe was silent, and he continued to say it after a long time. "My mother is not willing to accept this fact, so she ran into the morgue and stole my body."

Although Xiao Yuqiu knew that Meng Qingqiu could not accept the death of the only son at the beginning, he never thought that the woman could actually sneak into the morgue to steal the body. He dared to widen his eyes: " and then?"

"Maybe you have discovered that my mother's identity is mysterious. You never know what her occupation is right?" Meng Xinghe sighed and continued to say, "In fact, my mother is a scientist, a sign. A scientist with a confidentiality agreement, she was working on a secret project, a project that could cure brain-dead patients..."

Xiao Yuqiu asked: "So she... saved you?"

Meng Xinghe quickly turned around: "But the project failed. She chose to continue to secretly experiment on me. As you can see, this experiment is... everything we have experienced before."

Xiao Yuqiu has a big mouth, so what they have experienced before, all the previous copies, are actually a cure project for brain-dead patients?

Meng Xinghe's tone is extremely calm and calm, unlike a son who was taken by his biological mother to do a living experiment: "The experiment she did on me was actually successful at first..."

“Is it successful at the beginning? What do you mean? Later failed?” Xiao Yuqiu frowned slightly.

Meng Xinghe said calmly: "One of the criteria for brain death is the disappearance of EEG activity. After a series of experiments she started, I gradually recovered my EEG activity and gained some autonomy, but otherwise The experiment still failed, I still can't breathe spontaneously, and I am still in a deep coma."

"In other words, I just recovered from a state of brain death to a vegetative state."

Xiao Yuqiu muttered: "But this is still a big step forward..."

"But this experiment is too expensive. She worked hard for seven years and only allowed me to return to the present state. I am likely to be a vegetative state forever." Meng Xinghe shook his head and judged in a calm tone. In my own physical state, "In fact, not long ago, my physiology has become very weak, and even this last point of consciousness has to disappear again..."

Xiao Yuqiu suddenly felt awkward: "And then?"

Meng Xinghe looked at Xiao Yuqiu deeply and continued to say: "I used to rely on artificial intelligence designed by computer programs to stimulate and activate my brainwaves. But the results have been tepid for so many years. Soon she soon began to bring the consciousness of the living to this experiment, intending to stimulate my brainwaves through the more active brain waves of the living..."

Xiao Yuqiu instantly remembered that he had gone to the Mengxing River to sweep the tomb before crossing the horror game world!

When he went to the flower shop to buy flowers, he was once reminded by the flower shop owner that many people have disappeared mysteriously... After that, he met Meng Qingqiu while sweeping the grave. Meng Qingqiu also said a lot to him. Inexplicable words, but at that time he was full of ignorance of Meng Qingqiu, and he did not notice the strangeness of Meng Qingqiu.

"I don't know how she did it. In short, she seems to have found a lot of living people to do this experiment... It did have some effect at the beginning, but it didn't work anymore, she began to change and found more. The living person, I realized that she is getting more and more crazy, I tried to convince her, but she did not listen at all."

Meng Xinghe sighed long: "At this time, you are coming..."