MTL - Survivorship Bias-Chapter 114 give your name

An Wujiu came back to his senses and smiled, "No."

He grabbed Shen Ti's hand, put it down, and looked at Yang Ce who was walking outside the temple not far away.

Shen Ti noticed An Wujiu's eyes and looked over, then raised his hand to squeeze An Wujiu's face, "No, An Wujiu..."

Shen Ti shrugged, took his hands back, put them in his pockets, "what else can I think of except you?"

If others said this, An Wujiu would probably think it was flattering, but when Shen Ti said it, An Wujiu felt a little sad for no reason.

Shen Ti is a special existence, as if he has no connection with anyone or anything in this world.

An Wujiu stretched out his hand, touched his cheek, and suggested to carry the three bodies of Todo Sakura back together with him, it doesn't feel good to put them here.

Shen Ti agreed.

The two were busy for a while, settled the three in a room, returned to the hall of the temple, and met Zhou Yijue.

Zhou Yijue in this game no longer seems to have a smile on his face like before. He became more real and made An Wujiu feel that he really lost a lot.

So before he opened his mouth, An Wujiu told him directly.

"I drew two cards last night, at most two times a day, one of which was a white card with nothing, and the other time a time switch card was drawn."

Shen Ti felt somewhat unhappy in his heart, although Zhou Yijue had asked them before, but An Wujiu was not the first to tell himself when he drew the card, but Zhou Yijue.

But he thought about it and felt that he could accept it. After all, he was standing here too. If he had to talk about it, he and Zhou Yijue also heard it at the same time.

"Time shift?" Zhou Yijue frowned slightly, "What kind of skill is this?"

“It’s just exchanging life for time,” An Wujiu explained, “As much as you pay, you can go back as much. It’s a good skill, but if it’s limited to the same dungeon, I’m afraid it won’t save you. rescued."

He didn't speak too much emotion and seemed too cold, but Zhou Yijue knew that it was the truth.

“I will draw the last card tonight.” An Wujiu told him, “But I do not guarantee that I will get the resurrection card, the probability is too low.”

For a moment, he wanted to persuade Zhou Yijue to let go, but in an instant he thought, if Shen Ti died, would he still say it?

An Wugui still understands the principle of not doing to others what you do not want to do to others.

"If you get one, let's talk."

Zhou Yijue nodded, this was already a pretty good one of the possibilities he imagined. For another person, I am afraid there is no room to talk, and only a guy like An Wujiu would be willing to pull him after being almost killed by him.

After Zhou Yijue left, Shen Ti and An Wujiu stepped out of the temple, planning to find Yang Ce.

"If you really draw a resurrection card, will you give it to him?" Shen Ti asked him.

"I..." An Wujiu didn't think about it, "If I don't draw the time conversion card, I won't give it to him."

"If I only have one resurrection card, I will only leave it to you."

While hearing this, a piece of snow fell on An Wujiu's shoulder.

Shen Ti didn't know how to describe the feeling at the moment, he never had it. In the past, he always looked at everyone with a top-down stance and an isolated perspective. Although there is no definite evidence, Shen Ti knows that he is special and that no one is important to him, not even his own life.

An Wu Jiao was the first person who felt that he was important and the first person to put his life before himself.

"I don't need to." Shen Ti said.

An Wujiu turned his head, Xueguang made his face almost transparent, and it was unbelievably beautiful, "You signed a contract with me, your life is not up to you."

He smiled and added: "But now that there is a time conversion card, if something really happens, I can go back in time."

Back to the time when Shen Ti could be saved.

Shen Ti did not speak, and stood beside him silently.

He didn't want An Wujiu to use any skills on him, but he knew that An Wujiu was stubborn and he couldn't persuade him.

"So if I do give me another resurrection card, maybe I will give him, unless..."

"Unless what?"

An Wujiu thought for a while, "Unless something happened to Wu You and the others, then I might be selfish and leave it to my comrades."

"This is not selfishness." Shen Ti stopped and held An Wujiu's shoulder, "Zhou Yijue treated you like that in the last game, you are still willing to help him, this is not something ordinary people can do. done."

An Wujiu understands it, but every time he sees Zhou Yijue's expression, he will unconsciously think of himself, he is afraid that one day, he will become Zhou Yijue, praying for the love of his lover resurrection.

An Wu Jiu turned to look at Shen Ti, only to see that his eyes were snow-colored and turned into a beautiful light green.

"Shen Ti."

Shen Ti took his hand and turned his head, "Huh?"

"You..." An Wu Jiu paused for a long time, "It's the first time you see me, do you feel familiar?"

Shen Ti frowned slightly, as if suspicious.

This expression made An Wujiu feel very ashamed, he seemed to really try to connect Shen Ti with that indescribable "he".

About the things he remembered, An Wujiu doubted more than once, does the so-called **** really exist? Or is it just that his parents are crazy, he inherited their crazy genes, and he also imagined those terrible hallucinations.

But it's too real. Compared with the real pain, the vigilance standing in front of him at this moment, giving him love and warmth, seems to be fictional.

"There is a point." Shen Ti thought for a long time before speaking, "But if you are familiar with it, I don't think it was the first time I felt it, but I discovered it when I got along with it later."

An blameless stare at him.

"It's a bit scary to say." Shen Ti smiled, "I may not understand when you are happy, but when you are in pain, I seem to have seen it hundreds of thousands of times, that's me when it is most familiar."

An Wujiu was stunned.

This sentence almost finalized the conjecture in his heart.

"I shouldn't have shown a lot of pain in front of you..."

"Yes." Shen Ti nodded affirmatively, his feet squeaked in the snow, "So I said it was terrible, I felt like I saw it."

An Wujiu was almost breathless, his whole body was cold, his mind was full of images of him being operated and observed as a test subject, all he had was a piece of floating gem light, covered in bruises, A weird, unseen god.

He didn't know how to tell Shen Ti this, would he be regarded as a lunatic.

How to say to a living person that you are very much like the unnatural being I summoned before?

"But if I really saw it," Shen Ti said again, "I will definitely save you."

An Wujiu laughed.

If it were him…

An Wujiu thinks that everything is doomed.

But he was sure that the "blue" **** who killed his father in his mother's mouth was not Shen Ti, it must not be.

An Wujiu thinks of the "similar" in Shen Ti's mouth, and has more doubts in his heart.

Since Shen Ti has appeared here, what about his kind?

Too many doubts and unknowns are entangled, An Wujiu feels foggy and difficult to decipher.

In any case, you must leave this game safely first.

Others, when he remembers more memories, it should be clearer.

Shen Ti also wanted to tell him, in fact, he could hear many of An Wujiu's inner voices many times, this ability only started recently, including just now, An Wujiu's many struggles and contradictions , In fact, Shen Ti knew it.

Although he didn't know why this happened, it was as if An Wu Jiao's heart grew on himself.

An blameless person seemed to divide him into the category of non-human beings.

Shen Ti was not surprised, because he also felt that he was not very ordinary.

He worked hard to learn to be a normal person, and only hoped that An Wujiu would not leave him.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the two of them came to the place where the city residents gathered. An Wu Jiu thought that Yang Ce was in a hurry when he came out, and it seemed that he had a destination and wanted to go there.

An Wujiu stood there, thinking about it, a possibility flashed in his mind.

He looked straight ahead, "Do you think he will..."

"Looking for the high priest." Shen Ti replied.

An Wujiu turned to look at Shen Ti, the expression on his face seemed to surprise him so quickly.

Shen Ti swore that this time he didn't hear An Wujiu's voice, he shrugged, "I'm just guessing."

"I think so too." An Wujiu turned his head and walked towards a house with a light on, "This game has two goals, one is to ensure the survival of the faction you are in. Going down, everyone is working **** this, but there is another goal that seems to be ignored by everyone."

"Well, I remember it seems to be, let the citizens of Water City be rescued from danger and give them freedom and peace." Shen Ti thought for a while, "I thought it was very strange before, No. 1 One goal has already been said, the blood moon is caused by the priests who believed in the cult and was transformed into a wolf, as long as they kill all of them, the curse of the blood moon can be lifted, so why say the second goal, is it not unnecessary?"

"It should be other hidden clearance conditions." An Wujiu thought, this is not the only thing they thought, Yang Ce was in a hurry to leave the temple, probably because of the second goal.

They entered the house with the lights on, and there was a young man sitting on a low stool hitting stone tools. When the man saw the two, he immediately got up respectfully and greeted them.

Shen Ti inquired about the specific address of the glass room where the high priest was located. The man emphasized that the high priest was in retreat, but Shen Ti asked again.

The man had no choice but to tell them the exact address, and just as the two were about to leave, he said again, "Tomorrow's ceremony, the two priests must attend."

It's that festival again.

An Wujiu nodded, "Yes."

Intuition tells him that there should be something wrong with this festival, maybe there are clues that they can solve the mystery of the water city.

According to the instructions of the man, the two walked around half of the city and came to the place where the high priest retreated. The so-called glass house is actually a tower-shaped building, the top of which is indeed made of glass. The gate of this tower was half-closed, An Wujiu pushed the door inwards, and inside there were stairs that turned upwards.

He did not go upstairs directly, but stood at the door.

"Mr. Yang."

An Wujiu said lightly, "I didn't mean to follow you, I just wanted to verify something."

After he finished speaking, Yang Ce walked out from behind the door.

He gave up the sneak attack and looked at An Wujiu.

"Have you already gone up?" Shen Ti asked him.

Yang Ce nodded, "The above is blocked, there is a reminder that when the blood moon is over, the high priest will come out by himself."

An Wujiu stared at Yang Ce's face, "It's windy here, let's go up and talk, Mr. Yang."

Shen Ti noticed that Yang Ce was a little wary of An Wujiu. Unlike others, most of others' fear of An Wujiao stemmed from his performance in the game, but Yang Ce didn't seem to be Like a player who played with him.

Up the stairs, they enter a room on the second floor. An Wu Jiu didn't hesitate too much and said straight to the point: "Do you know Yang Erci?"

Yang Ce was obviously startled, then frowned slightly.

An Wujiu continued: "I take the liberty to ask, are you Erci's father?"

Shen Ti is not too interested in this kind of **** family relationship, and Yang Erci is not like that kind of poor child looking for his father, so he doesn't need to worry about it, so Shen Ti finds a chair Sit and listen.

"How do you know? You know Erci?"

Yang Ce almost acquiesced.

An Wujiu breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, she is the friend we met at the altar."

He briefly introduced the experience of getting acquainted with Yang Erci, "She has been looking for you now, because of your business, she left Chauvin and entered the altar. You should know very well that the altar is a What, there is one thing I don't understand, Mr. Yang, why don't you want to go back to see her?"

An Wujiu's words are very direct, the reason is that Yang Erci feels unworthy.

If her father really cared, even at the altar, for so many 24 hours in the middle, he would meet her no matter what, and let Yang Erci know that he was alive and safe.

Shen Ti, who was sitting on the side, raised his hand, with a look of "I'm going to interject", "Aren't you from that mysterious organization? So you can't go back?"

Yang Ce did not speak, and it seemed that he could not speak, he was silent for a long time and only told An Wujiu, "If you see Erci again, tell her that I am dead."

An Wujiu guessed that he had unspeakable difficulties and could not express it, so he did not force him.

“She is a researcher who goes to the bottom of things, I can’t fool her.” An Wujiu said, “I will tell her one by one, at least that way Yang Erci will feel more at ease.”

Yang Ce still did not respond, but he never thought that his daughter would fall into this boundless abyss just like him.

This is the last thing he wants to see.

"Since the high priest can't see it, the words that should be passed have also been passed," Shen Ti stood up, "then let's go."

An Wujiu nodded and was about to leave when he heard Yang Ce stop him.

"Your mother...is it An Congnan?"

An Wujiu was stunned for a second, then he stepped forward, his calm face finally showed emotion, "You know me?"

"To be precise, I know your parents." Yang Ce stared into An Wujiu's eyes, "You look very much like your mother, from the moment I saw you, I was there Suspect."

An Wujiu had too many questions to ask him, but for a while, those thousands of questions seemed to be tangled up in a ball of cotton wool, stuck in his heart.

"They all said you were dead, I thought I was mistaken."

In the end, it was Yang Ce who spoke first.

“Dead?” An Wujiu’s puzzled expression is like a child who hasn’t been hurt.

"Yes. The news is reported in the same way." Yang Ce can still recall the appearance of An Congnan when he was arrested, "It is said that your mother killed you and your sister, so she was arrested by Arrested and put in a mental hospital. Didn't expect you to be alive."

An Wujiu lowered his eyes and asked him in a low voice, "Then in the report, how did my mother kill us?"

"The police found an old car with failed brakes at the bottom of the cliff lake. The owner of the car is your mother, and she has a previous record of arson. Although no body was found, the car With the DNA of you and your sister and a girl's shoe on it, the police judged her to commit homicide and arrested her."

This sounds like a whole inning.

An Wujiu tried his best to calm down his heart, but all kinds of conspiracies kept popping up in his mind and he couldn't control it.

In the end, he could only raise his head and ask Yang Ce, "Then how did you know them? Are you not a researcher of Chauvin?"

Yang Ce did not deny it, "Have you forgotten? Your father is too, and he has a higher level and is in charge of more confidential projects."

“But he died.” An Wujiu said.

Yang Ce looked at him and felt that he was too cruel. An Wujiu seems to be different from what he thought, he doesn't seem to be aware of many things that happened in the past.

"Yes, many of the people responsible for that human innovation plan are dead."

The sound of wind and snow outside the window was loud, making the room more and more quiet.

Shen Ti looked at An Wu Jiao quietly, feeling that the memories and pressure accumulated during this period of time were about to force out the other part of him that had leveled off.

“So you don’t know what they are responsible for?” An Wujiu still suppressed all his emotions and continued to ask.

Yang Ce was not sure if he could say so much to him, but in the face of An Wujiu, he felt some compassion in his heart, "What I know is that this project is oriented towards a kind of In extreme cases, the modification of human life forms, but so far, there seems to be only one successful experimental body."

Shen Ti asked curiously, "What extreme situation?"

Yang Ce paused, "I said it, I'm not so clear. But before this project was launched, something happened and I was very impressed."

That was more than ten years ago.

Because of the gap between social classes at that time, in order to stabilize the people of the middle and lower classes, those multinational corporations continued to stimulate them with the low-level fun of the virtual world, in order to achieve the solidification of resources and classes Purpose. They have long been accustomed to these. But then suddenly there was a small virtual game called "The Calling of the Old Testament."

The so-called Old Testament is not the Bible, but an old ancient book. The content of the game is also very simple, similar to some kind of decryption game with low difficulty. If you find a way to open the book and read it, you can get a lot of game incentives.

None of them thought that this little game would suddenly swept the entire American continent and even the whole world.

It was also at that time that the crime rate in the world soared, people suddenly fell into hatred and killing, and crazy extreme emotions spread.

"Many of the people arrested at the time were shouting, 'The real master is back', so the government joined some companies, including Chauvin's researchers, to launch an investigation. As far as I know, That plan was launched after that."

After listening to this, An Wujiao is more convinced that the so-called human innovation plan is to use technical means and spiritual stimulation to obtain stronger and more stable human beings, and to popularize the plan in order to The self-protection of human beings is realized under the ravages of an indescribable spirit.

"Whether these are true, including how they define this success, I've tried to understand, but haven't been able to get definitive data, I don't even have a list of subjects. If you're interested, currently Only Russell, Chauvin's executive director, knows this best, after all, he initiated this project and your father is a core researcher."

"Russell..." An Wujiu always felt that this name sounded familiar.

Seeing An Wujiu's reaction, Yang Ce confirmed his conjecture, "You should have heard his name, after all, he is the biggest investor in the game Shengtan."

Shen Ti suddenly felt that something was wrong. The driving force behind a so-called secret project to transform human beings turned out to be the backer behind the altar.

The two are probably related.

In addition to the mysterious organization that Yang Erci said to investigate the altar, this shows that it is a confrontation between multiple forces, and he does not want to get involved in it, it is difficult to live in the altar alone .

"Understood." An Wujiao was very grateful for getting this information from his mouth, "Thank you."

He is also convinced that Yang Ce is not the core layer of the human innovation plan, otherwise he would not be able to behave so naturally in front of him.

An Wujiu thought that maybe he was the "successful" experiment.

If it is, then he will at least be scarce, and the person who puts him into the altar is probably the person behind the project.

How ironic, it was obvious that his father was the core member of this project during his lifetime, and he threw himself into the research in order to fight against the "Master" who was going to return in the mouth of the lunatics, but after his death, the research project did not No matter if it belongs to him, even his children will become victims of this plan.

From body to spirit to memory, everything is fragmented, and he can't even remember the names of his father and sister.

Their family is the real sacrifice, for the so-called survival of all mankind.

"No fault."

When An Wujiu was about to leave, Yang Ce stopped him with the tone and attitude of an elder.

An Wujiu turned his head and looked at him.

Looking at the child in front of him, Yang Ce truly thought of the gentle and beautiful woman before, and thought of his father. They were the two most compatible people he had ever seen.

"Did you change your name yourself, or did your mother change it?"

An Wu Jiu was stunned.

"I didn't use this name before?"

Yang Ce nodded as a matter of course, he exchanged a cigarette, lit it with a lighter and put it to his lips, he tended to be changed by An Congnan, but felt it was unnecessary.

Even your mother's surname is not even her surname... He said a lot, and I interrupted him to tell me directly what my son's name was."

Yang Ce gave a rare smile, "He entered the whole group later, and told me that he combined his surname with his wife's, and named you Shen An, nicknamed An An. "

When An Wujiu heard these words, suddenly, some memories flooded him like sea water.

He remembered his father's name is Shen Siyuan, remembered that he couldn't sleep as a child after his father's death, silently recited the incantation that his mother regarded as taboo, and called out the "he" . My childhood self had gone into a frenzy, seeing "him" as his only friend, and talking about what he was afraid of, what he liked, and what he hated.

I even wrote to him, using the fingers to write the word "Ti" on the ground.

[This is what my dad taught me, he told me to be careful in everything I do so that I don't make mistakes. ]

[Can you understand what I wrote? This is my name, my surname is Shen... The word on the right is read Ti. ]

An Wu Jiu's eyes were extremely sour.

It turned out that even his name came from himself.

[This is my favorite word. ]