Caged

It's good. The protagonist is a person who kept calm and thought until the end without having a mental breakdown (he is worthy of being an ideological criminal). He himself also knows very well that the last world may not be false, but... In the terrible latitude of thought, the only thing we can believe in and confirm is true is love itself. So, it's good. The place where you are is the real world, caged by love.

# You want me to fly freely but I have no wings... I will never forget the time you carved on me I have been admired for a long time. When I finally finished reading this legendary brain-burning masterpiece, a storm arose deep in my heart. I really can't help but want to put on a new vest and write something. I dare not say whether this is the most wonderful piece of the author's many works, but there is no doubt that it is the most complex structure, clearest logic, and richest imagination among her many works with different styles. I heard that this article was written about two years ago. I can't remember what I was doing at that time. I actually didn't meet her until today. I can't even imagine what I missed... Come, let me put aside my emotions for the moment and let me return to the topic. The opening chapter is depressing. Obscure, ignorant, cold dark color. It seems that there is never a warm sun. Looking at the dark green moss, there is a damp chill in the dark corners. I was afraid that I would unknowingly invest too much emotion again, and I didn't want to be so sad about a novel again, so I reminded myself again and again. I very calmly and cautiously followed the footsteps of the protagonist of this article, curiously examining everything in my sight. Walk through the deep and rugged road and embark on an unknown journey. Being cautious, I still didn't understand what a magical dream was about to begin with the protagonists. At first I thought they were just playing an adventure treasure hunt game, but I soon discovered how naive I was. Everything is repeatedly tested in a haze - repeated attempts, repeated failures, repeated overthrows and reexaminations of the reasoning that was already very meticulous but went astray due to extremely weak deviations, repeated exhaustion of all solutions, repeated flashes of inspiration, repeated glimpses of the dawn of victory, repeated deaths and rebirths in the game... Everything is slowly moving forward amidst the wonderful twists and turns of the plot line and the emotional entanglement of the character lines, and everything is just to unlock the truth. Information asymmetry. This is terrible. I frowned, and the more I concentrated, the more I discovered more blind spots in my consciousness that I couldn't avoid. Countless unknown variables pervade the entire process. It was surrounded by dangers and dangers, and I was so nervous that I was sweating. Then I wasn't tempted either. However, this is obviously not something I can really control if I want to... Don't be tempted... Can it really be done? In fact, I understand that all I can really do is try my best... The first time my heart skipped a beat was in that chapter, long after dark, when the convert led his horse back with wounds on his face and hands. The listener saw his wounds and stood up in shock. He wanted to ask something but didn't say it. The crackle of firewood is tranquil and peaceful. At that moment in the story, the night fell like water, and I looked numb. The second time my heart skipped a beat was when the convert subconsciously protected the iron cage in the next chapter and was accidentally scratched on his ankle. However, the listener only hurriedly checked to see if the person in the cage was injured. The one who really felt sorry for the convert was the bow holder. I sighed secretly - as expected, the easier it is to get, the less it is cherished, and what is not available is the treasure. The fog in the morning light has not yet dispersed, with the sound of water and the chirping of birds. At that moment in the story, the morning light was fading, and I looked confused. The third time my heart skipped a beat, it was when the bow holder suddenly faced a surprise attack from the devil. Is the heart I loved so stupidly for that person really dead? So why is he still trying to contain the demon's attack out of instinct? The fat, ugly, cute pony he was carrying in his arms was carved out of wood. It also had a pair of clumsy wings on its back. For this persistent cannon fodder, it was either a memory that could not be forgotten or an obsession that could not be let go... I didn't expect that it would be used in this way to make me deeply understand the wishful thinking and love from the eyes of a cannon fodder supporting character... And I was still worried about whether the other pony that the convert thrust into the hands of the listener was actually handed over to Ginzi, as if I had an innocent agreement with someone. At that moment in the story, dusk was closing in, and I felt dejected. The fourth time my heart skipped a beat, I was already ready to give up resistance. I looked helplessly at the panicked listener who had returned to the game. Now he finally understood the pitiful look of the ascetic last time and the words he said, "You will regret it, regret this moment." He desperately repeated his death and come back in the game. When they were separated, his stupid self was completely crazy. He was desperate, sad, reckless, and staggering, but every convert he met was not the person he was madly in love with. The curse was so terrible and cruel - it meant being completely forgotten by the person you loved deeply and becoming an insignificant passerby. What's even more cruel is that in the last game, the listener clearly said to the convert irritably, "If we don't meet each other once in the game, we may never see each other again in this life. It's better..." An untimely knock on the door interrupted the key words, "It might as well be..." Not as good as what? ! What ingenious plan did he risk to try to contend with fate... Even if I clenched my hands, I couldn't resist the sharp sadness and desolation, and many emotions took root and sprouted in an instant. I didn't dare to invest too much emotion from the beginning. At this moment, I finally admitted weakly that no matter how much defense I put in, I was vulnerable. Unknowingly, I still couldn't suppress my emotions and moved my heart impulsively. Yes, that's right, it's that "twitching pain in the heart." The feeling of suffocation was too real, the pain was dull but strong and merciless. As for the foreshadowing, it was the first time I saw the convert who looked most like a convert pointing out that the traces of the key were not made by code but man-made. The listeners refused to believe it, but I immediately believed it. I believe that the truth that will be revealed when the traces of this key are mentioned again one day will definitely make me heartbroken, even if I don't know yet when, where and by whom and how that moment will be proven... The hopeless endless loop finally made the listener learn bad things, and I didn't even bother to continue pondering whether the mysterious guy he had been sheltering and protecting was really an angel. I stared sadly at the lonely listener who was obsessed with the shadow of his beloved. Now he himself can be a cold killer, and his coldness is only to trace the remaining warmth of the shadow. All the way towards the non-existent north, rough and crude modeling, chaotic data flow, unclear boundaries of mosaics, vague semi-finished products... The wonder and admiration for the author's rich and strange imagination made my mind temporarily break away from the plot, but before I could refocus, Yinzi spread the huge, white wings on his back for the first time, and the cool breeze passed silently across the junction of the two identical copies. With a freeze frame, the first game came to an abrupt end. The beginning of the first story, "The dark clouds never disperse." The end of the first story is even more chaotic. Like the listener, I seemed to be holding a specious diamond-shaped leaf in my hand and was at a loss. In my confusion, I later realized that the blood stain smeared on the forehead of the convert to curse was the most crucial part of this game and this memory. #BenthamYuan# Unlike the iron cage in the previous story, this panopticon is obviously a larger cage. The first cage imprisons and restrains a weak, enigmatic angel, while the second cage imprisons and restrains a group of prisoners of all shapes and sizes with different crimes. No one knows who and what kind of memories can be read by randomly cutting a section of this audio track that looks like an old-fashioned CD. The sentimentality was suddenly stopped. His eyes followed. 0416 Is actually so smart! That's great. I love reading smart people's stories written by smart people! I suddenly changed my mind on the set and couldn't wrap my head around it for a while. I didn't know who this guy was in the previous game. But when I saw him suppressing his excitement and walking into the conference room, secretly trying to figure out which administrator was the money and which person was "him", even though I still didn't know why, I took a deep breath. It was so cleverly written, and the first round of self-introductions in this study group was simply wonderful! At first I was fooled by 0416. If it weren't for the strange reactions of Officer B and 0933 when he told the name of the angel, I don't know when I would have guessed the answer to the riddle. However, this is a wonderful and cruel game. Information remains asymmetric. But this time it was fair - both the opposing parties in the game and everyone involved in the game were unwilling to fully disclose the truth. The rhythm seems to be controlled by B, but in fact the person who really controls the rhythm is 0416. He moved the lever quietly, and as if he casually added weights he deliberately controlled on both ends of the scale. The leverage ratio was carefully planned by him in advance, and a delicate balance was always maintained. The fulcrum is the emotion he gave and the so-called true appearance he expressed. What a master! Don't accept it! All angles and all strengths are controlled just right by 0416, everything is just right. He treats the plot unfolding in this cage as another game, and his shrewdness and courage can handle these messy problems with ease. Just like the characters in the previous game whose identities were deliberately misplaced, the kindness and wisdom contained in 0933's thin and thin body are the flames with meaning. No matter how difficult and confusing reality is, as long as true love is with you, the flame of reason will never go out. He has no wings, he cannot fly, but he can fulfill his current mission - waiting to carry the listening of listeners, waiting to welcome the conversion of converts. Emotion and desire, temptation and reason, suspicion and trust, hypocrisy and sincerity, strength and vulnerability, struggle and compromise, virtuality and reality, shamelessness and loyalty... Various conflicts continue to occur and take turns. Who is doing everything for whom? And who feels ashamed for whom? The love, hatred and hatred presented one by one are like a piece of carefully woven silk. Those delicate emotions are densely intertwined. Are they simply showing true love or false love? Or... I want to express a more unpredictable theme... I have always believed that loyalty in a relationship is the most important and precious thing. Really? Isn't it? ! Jealousy and hatred build up. The encirclement and suppression is getting tighter and tighter. Chip dropped. The arrow is on the string, ready to go. The second game came to an abrupt end again. Remember the new rules of the game and stay awake. The storm is rising. There was no room for me to hesitate for a moment. I really don't have enough brain power... The styles are so different... I... I don't understand the sudden change in game design style at all, but this is what's called an internal beta, right? Okay, then try to keep up with the train of thought and continue. Who is Naigu? The perspective in the third story begins with this character. Beside the fire pit in the big house, the first line of dialogue woke me up: Tiedarata is 0933, because before entering the game, 0416 and he exchanged chips seemingly unintentionally but openly, and Naiko is Commander B. At first I didn't understand why he chose this character for himself, but after reading it I understood – only this character can switch plot lines at will. The other four people who participated in the test with him, and everything they encountered were promoted and actually controlled by Naiko. And this kid can tease, contain, and provoke anyone, both covertly and covertly. He is an insider and an avenger. After entering the game, he is a different person and no longer has to abide by the taboos and constraints in reality. He can be unbridled and indulgent, or he can be calculated and calculated. In this corner where fake things are real, love, hate, and grudges are all settled by B alone, and liquidation is his ultimate goal. Therefore, the Russian rail is the real 0416. B never dreamed that the role he had assigned in advance would be easily changed under his nose. Overconfidence made him blinded by the illusion, and pushed himself step by step into desperation. I wonder if he will remember what he muttered to himself in the future. Except for Naigu, everyone else is prey. Bound by the plot line, I couldn't help but accompany Commander B to perform and play this bloody competition game with him. It's in the big house again, and it's by the firepit again, but this is another setting. From Nagu's eyes, when Ouki opened his eyes and looked up slowly like a newborn baby, was it really the first time a butterfly spread its wings? At that moment, Naigu was not the only one who was cursed... The uncontrollable desire is ready to take over. At first glance, it seems that it is just the instinct given to the character Naiko by the initial setting, but it also cleverly reflects Ginzi's fateful fascination and dependence on the listener, and Chief B's ​​0416... If you think about it carefully, the power that secretly grows and extends contains countless possibilities. Misplaced... But Naiko, who thought he had a good chance of winning, had no idea. Xiaogui's contempt, arrogance, indifference, arrogance and forced connivance towards him are all because 0416 has not guessed the plot yet, so he can only wait for opportunities and prepare for attack. The opponent has not revealed the key clues, so he can only wait patiently. Unexpectedly, it was Datie who could not calm down and turned against him first this time, but thinking about how he asked Naigu to find a chance to kill Xiaogui before, and now he heard the secret revealed by Ah Ge played by 0777, it was inevitable that he could not control his emotions. The vulnerability in the beta version allowed him to complete an important information exchange with 0777, but the information was still severely asymmetric. The third time describes the big house, and the third time by the firepit. "You said you wanted to take me out... Even if I can't escape, I'm satisfied with this experience with you." I have never heard such ordinary and sweet words, but being spoken by Datie at this moment is enough to move people. That kind of affection is like a sharp knife that can penetrate deeply into the bones. This is not the dark and humid Saints Island, nor the fortified Bentham Circle. This is the scorching and confusing Luoji Mountain, an isolated paradise mixed with bloody violence and tenderness. The words he said to him - These are beautiful words that convey deep love. It is a love that depends on each other for life. It is redemption, it is the return of lost ways. It is repentance and rebirth from despair. "We will be together... No matter what world you are in or what I am like, we will find each other." The oath is unforgettable. Why did Mido nervously sign to Naigu? It was clear that Naigu's taunting had angered Meidu, so why did she remind him? Just because Naiko saved her last time? It wasn't until this game ended and the next one started that I understood Meidu's true identity and the meaning of her existence. So Naigu took action in a rage. He was reluctant to deal a heavy blow to Xiaogui, so he took Age back to confront Datie... No, a confrontation. One is manic, the other is calm. Naigu didn't care that the arrow wound on his shoulder was bleeding, "Are you involved?" His heart must have been bleeding when he asked Datie this question. The answer he wanted to hear was more painful than the visible injury on his shoulder. But what hurts more at this moment is Aggo. He is the bow wielder who cannot get converts, he is 0777 who cannot get 0933, and he is also the determined avenger who wants to find the listener and 0416. Sharpening the knife, I didn't expect the ending to be reversed, and it was myself who was cruelly tortured. He had to bear his crime and punishment, because that was... Destiny. Enemies gather together. Head-to-head confrontation. "Pupils reflect pupils, smiles meet smiles." Both sides are evenly matched, and one careless move can overturn the entire situation. A sudden melee. Who wins? Who loses? No one was spared. The third game also ended abruptly. Falling into boundless darkness again. #Butterknife# The beginning of the fourth story is completely different from the previous three. Up here is the murder scene. The murderer who killed 0777 was C, who was ordered by B in advance. Then he unscrupulously pinned this crime on 0933. The listener's longing and infatuation for the convert, the tenderness of 0416 for 0933, the deep love for Tiedata for the Russian rail, the life and death dependence of the lovers in every game and every story, are the thorns that pierce deeper and deeper into the heart of Officer B. They are the true love that he has always wanted but never got. That made him jealous and hateful, and the jealousy and hatred finally made him explode completely. The mask of sanctimony and hypocrisy was ruthlessly lifted off, and was thrown into the billowing dust and crushed viciously. The convert disguised as a thief is Meidu, covered in tattoos to hide his true identity. He is not an ordinary player in every game, his real identity is an administrator. His mission was completed. He brought back 0416, which was mistakenly identified as 0933, from Luoji Mountain. One more step forward could push 0933 into the abyss of eternal destruction. But at this tense moment of life and death, 0416 suddenly laughed mischievously, and I followed him in a daze. I thought he must be very handsome like that. I don't know if Commander B is still seeing a strange soul when he looks into his eyes at this time... The dust that had settled once again vibrated and floated in the air. At the last moment, 0416 simply turned over the last card on the table. This was the most fatal counterattack against Officer B, and it turned the outcome in an instant. That tear stain... For a while, the helpless tear stain on Officer B's face was swaying in front of my eyes... Freedom was hard-won, but I always felt like something was wrong. The intricate embroidery on the exquisite white robe worn by 0933 seemed to be a magic spell. When I looked at the black robe on 0416, my uneasy feeling became stronger and stronger. The incredible smoothness made me feel like a thorn in my back. Looking around blankly, it's like a maze. There seemed to be unusual clouds rising beneath the calm surface. Another foreshadowing - he and he exchanged names for the first time under the moonlight. But the dream is fleeting. Water, salt, burning pain, fear... It turns out that everything is nothingness, it turns out that this is the starting point of all legends and all games - the listeners, 0933, Tiedata Iron, their true identities are the first angels; and the converts, 0416, Russian Rail, their true identities are the kings of demons. I watched helplessly as the angel whose wings were cruelly cut off became exhausted and dizzy. I watched him imprisoned in an iron cage and transported back to the cemetery on Saints Island, where he was isolated in the dark and cold tomb of the female saint underground. Time passes slowly, and he becomes a monster - the same monster that the listener saved time and time again in the first game with converts, bow-wielders, and thieves, he is an angel, he is silver. Can he remember the last sunset he saw clearly after three hundred years of waiting? There is no answer. But when 0933 struggled to secretly scrape out the elongated pattern from memory, my deep thoughts and memories, which were severely disturbed by sadness, finally jumped back to that day in an instant - what the listener refused to believe but I immediately believed, that the trace of the key was not created by code but was scratched out by humans. It is a mark engraved on the heart and deep in time. The day I saw this section, I happened to hear a song on the music station called "The Song of Wings." Long-lasting, melodious, lonely, sad, every sentence makes me emotional, painful to the point of trembling, painful to the point of numbness—— You want me to fly free I have no wings How to wander All are prison cells The more I want to escape, the more injuries I get all over my body. You want me to fly free I have no wings the direction of missing All confused I will never forget the time you carved into my body..." The thunder was rolling from far to near, the rain was pouring outside, everything in the world was blurred, and the cold, refreshing wind poured in through the window. The uncontrollable tears finally fell down and wet the clothes, as if following an angel falling into the mortal world. I was wrong, I was so stupid, how could I not be moved by this situation... Sleep, glimmer, mist, fatigue... 0933 Wakes up from a deep sleep again and again, repeats the past of Yinzi again and again, and falls into darkness again in ignorance. Until the old man in black, played by the devil, opened the iron cage and took him to "the end of the world, the end of the universe, and the cliff of time." Until the devil lifted the cloak on his head, revealing an ugly and terrifying face, which was the deep scar that was burned and corroded to protect his lover when he faced the brutal roundup that day. The Demon King stretched out his hand to him, looking at him with a pair of gentle eyes under the ferocious scars. The memories belonging to angels were gradually awakened. This is a showdown of revenge, yes, revenge. What did the first angel do wrong three hundred years ago? To endure so much cruel and endless torture? ! Is it just because he fell in love with one person - the King of Demons in the world's mouth? But those monks who viciously cut off the wings of angels with their own hands, those who imprisoned him and tortured him for a long time, those hypocrites who were sanctimonious on the surface but dirty inside, and those hypocritical betrayers, were they really all good people who had never made any mistakes and loved themselves? ! What is black? What is white? What is evil? What is goodness? What is betrayal? What is loyalty? What is a lie? What is sincerity? What is cruelty? What is kindness? What is intolerance? What is tolerance? This is scrutiny and torture from the depths of the soul. Who dares to argue? Who dares to confirm? And how to choose? How can we prove it? The heinous devil in their mouth has been imprisoned in the tomb of the king across the wall from the angel in the cage for three hundred years. He can vibrate his powerful wings and be free, but why does he stay in the tomb? Is it the setting in the game that he can only be rescued by the ascetic group? Or was it simply that he chose to stay there willingly, silently accompanying his lover who was so far away and suffering for love with hopeless protection? ! He is also an infatuated species, and the first angel has no wrong love. This is his loyal and unswerving lover. As for Commander B, all he wanted was love, so he chose the game character Angel. As he wished, he became the silver that the listener patiently cared for. He got a moment of tenderness from the listener, but in the end he couldn't get his heart. In fact, all of those are the instinctive good intentions of the first angel who traveled through time and space. Since good thoughts still exist, no matter how depraved or vulgar they are, there will still be hope and faith to be reborn from the ashes. A cloud-piercing arrow shot through the sky, and the sunset turned into blood and illuminated everything in the world. Under the pursuit and protection of the devil, and in the raging flames of revenge, three pairs of huge, strong, and powerful wings were reborn from 0933's back one after another with strong light and severe pain! The light that blocks out the sky is enough to destroy everything. In 0933's consciousness, every hot, affectionate, touching, and eternal vow that the convert, 0416, and Russia Rails have said in his ears at different times and places is chaotically repeated. However, all of this was like waking up from a big dream, with virtuality and reality being closed and released. 0933 Unexpectedly revealed an even more amazing secret: Officer B is also an AI, "edith piaf", a name remembered by the world for "La Vie en Rose", turned out to be the key to control Officer B. Therefore, the last time 0416 uninstalled A, C and other administrators, it failed to uninstall B successfully. The option given by B must have successfully confused and convinced many people, and they have been cowardly and timid one step away from true freedom. But 0933 did not choose to give in or compromise. He smiled openly and shed tears. He decided to get rid of it all. Everything fell apart and fell into endless darkness again. So, who is he who wakes up one ordinary morning in mainstream society? Is this really just a multi-world access game? Or is it still just a piece of code and data in virtual reality? When the butter knife, which was sharp enough to make him fall again, was grasped again, there was a sudden knock on the door. "Early winter", these two words are really nice. It turns out that this is his real name, the only real name that appears in the entire text. No wonder 0416 smiled and hugged him tightly in the silent moonlight deep in the dense forest and said, "It sounds a little cold." He opened the door eagerly and tremblingly. I didn't want to know how sweet today's apples were. I just wanted to see him being hugged tightly by a real, fresh, passionate and vigorous embrace - tighter, tighter, don't let go, don't stop. The dark clouds at the beginning of the whole story have finally receded. The haze has dispersed, and the golden sunshine shines through, illuminating everything. Does this world really exist? Or another magical game? But that doesn't matter. Even if it's fake, as long as he's around, I'll be happy with it. The morning light is warm and the birds are chirping crisply. Life is no longer boring, and the most important thing is that we will never be separated again. On the last page, I smiled and wiped the tears from my face. Curiosity made me ask countless "what" and "why", and now I have one last question: What is the name of Chudong's lover? He is the convert of the listener, the 0416 of 0933, the Russian track of the Tiradar Iron, and the demon king of the first angel. He is his gentle wings, his strong will, his loyal faith, and his eternal and never-ending lover. "You want me to fly freely and I have no wings... I will never forget the time you carved on me..." Engraving true love is invincible, etching true love is eternal. This document is only given to "The Cage".

The boy is really amazing and talented. There are not many people with this level. He has almost withdrawn from the circle. Alas.

Solution to "In the Cage": "In the Cage", multiple cages are constructed in the novel. 1. "In a cage" is one of the pass codes for the Saints Island game. Players need to find something "underground, silver, and in an iron cage" in order to escape from Saints Island (the first copy); 2. "Cage" refers to Bentham Prison, a large prison place. The design shape of Bentham Prison is circular, and the building appearance is similar to a cage. The prisoners inside are all in prison cages (second copy); 3. "Cage" is the cage of consciousness. In the prison copy, the protagonist 0933 is an ideological prisoner who was imprisoned for life for writing the article "On the Virtuality of the Real World." 0933 Explained his thoughts in the communication with the inmates: "Everyone's consciousness is a cage. Outside the cage, there is a land of no one who is invisible." 4. "In the Cage" becomes the physical cage where the protagonist truly feels that he has been imprisoned for three hundred years. After escaping from Bentham's prison, the border of Bentham's Circle is magically connected to the origin of Saints Island. The protagonist truly feels that he has been imprisoned in an iron cage for three hundred years, becoming the first "cage man" to be taken away in order to clear the customs in the world. 5. "Cage" is a game. When the protagonist dies twice in succession and falls from the first two worlds and comes to the Butter Knife World, the "Cage" mentioned in the TV news is another advanced multi-world access game. 6. "In the Cage" becomes the protagonist's love for each other, so he paints the ground as a cage. When 0933 committed suicide again, he finally met his lover in the next world, and chose to stay in this world where he didn't know the truth or falsehood, staying for love and using love as a cage. No matter which world you are in, you must be happy.

It is indeed very shocking and a very dazzling work. It is not made by words, but by talent.

This article made my scalp numb. I kept following the protagonist to find the truth. I was misled, seduced, and trapped. In the end, I was still unfinished.

I finally finished reading it, and I felt as if I had refreshed my mind. In my heart, I wanted to regard the last scene as a real redemption, otherwise the whole article would be too depressing. Throughout the article, there is an uncomfortable feeling of having the dirtiest desires in my heart being analyzed and spied on. My interpretation of the last scene is that 0933 is playing the access-to-world game in a cage in reality, and has been trapped in it, unable to distinguish between reality and fiction, and 0416 is his beacon. As long as there is 0416, 0933 is willing to regard this world as reality.

Only after reading it did I understand the meaning of the introduction. "Who am I and where am I?"

A particularly amazing book [crying] Why don't you write it anymore, teacher, please come back

Astonishingly talented author