[Next door "Infinite Confession" is being serialized~see the copy at the bottom]
Copywriting of this article:
"I'm a scientist-in-training."
"Meanwhile, there's a ghost haunting my closet."
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After waking up from a two-year coma, Xie Yan began to look around at his situation again:
The cold and crazy scientist sister;
His assistant who has an ambiguous relationship with his sister and is indifferent to him;
The truth about his amnesia that was avoided;
The entire desolate and gloomy closed villa he was in...
There is also my sister's work, the ghost-like "artificial brain", Xie Zhao.
*
On the first night, Xie Yan opened his eyes and saw a white figure opposite the bed.
The next night, Xie Yan opened his eyes, and this time Bai Ying was squatting beside his pillow.
Xie Yan: "..."
He asked the person next to him: "For the sake of my sleep quality, could you at least leave my bed?"
Xie Zhao tilted his head, staring at him with his big, empty eyes, his almost transparent face split into pieces by shadows.
He folded his hands and said in a bright voice:
"But you can't get rid of me completely."
"It's like I can't get rid of you even if I die."
"... Isn't it the only use of you and me to accompany each other in this place where neither of us can go out?"
*
[Later small theater]
Q: How many steps are needed to capture an artificial consciousness?
A: 1. Open the wardrobe in the attic. 2. Coax Xie Zhao out. 3: Close the closet.
Q: What then?
The land of the white villa spread out outside the window, and heavy snow fell, burying them together with the house.
Xie Yan knelt down and circled Xie Zhao in the corner.
"I'm leaving here," he said to his ghost, "I'll take you with me, okay?"
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Calm and gentle
Soft science fiction themes, the parts involving scientific principles were compiled with great effort by science-illiterate authors (face covering). It is really against common sense. We welcome friendly corrections from professionals~
It's an attempt at gothic style, but it's not scary! ! !
Death Confession [Unlimited] Copywriting↓
Located in the "gap" transfer station between the living and the dead, participants need to constantly enter dungeons in exchange for rebirth.
In the dungeon, few people took the initiative to approach Tang Sijin.
He was taciturn and had a delicate, world-weary face. When he looked at him with his cold, glass-like eyes, he seemed to be able to see right through people.
Seeing him come in for the first time, his fellow travelers whispered: "Remember to be careful of the "gap man". "
It is said that it is a symbiosis of the replica world. It has the ability to destroy replicas at will. It is omniscient and omnipresent. It has a mysterious and crazy personality. It usually shows off in clown makeup.
If you meet him, it is strongly recommended not to anger him, otherwise...
#·Jpg #
Tang Sijin nodded.
He watched the other party go away and casually uncovered the mask attached to the three-dimensional clue painting, only to see a crooked smiling mouth painted in bright red oil paint below, smiling strangely at him.
Tang Sijin: "..."
He was silent for two seconds, covered the painting, and turned to leave.
However, a ghostly hand suddenly stretched out from the painting and gently pulled him back.
Everyone: (horrified) Hiss——
"Don't walk so fast. "The clown in the painting said with a smile, "Aren't you happy to see me? "
Tang Sijin was expressionless: "No, let go. Why is it you again? "
"Ah, I'm blushing. "
"……Shut up. "
Intention: You and I are inseparable.
