Chapter 9 Mysterious source

Xiao Huan thought about all this, and when he was lying on the bed, Yang Jia, who had just returned home, was sitting silently on the sofa, with a lingering solemn expression.

After much hesitation, she dialed a phone call.

In a lightning-fast way, the signal flew to the very center of the city, where there was the tallest building in the city, more than 100 floors, but without any billboards or decorations.

On the top floor, quietly, there is no one, only sophisticated instruments and dazzling wiring, which are finely connected to a glass jar in the middle.

In the glass jar, in the dark green liquid, was a brain, a human brain, without any protection, only many wires connected to it.

Yang Jia's phone was picked up by an instrument outside the glass tank, and her voice echoed in this room with only cold machines, complex wiring, and a brain:

"I came into contact with that newcomer today and helped him see the truth of this world..."

"..."

The cold electronic voice unexpectedly had a gentle meaning: "I don't know whether to be glad that we have another companion, or sympathize with another person who has fallen into a nightmare!" "

"This newcomer is weird."

Yang Jia slowly kneaded his temples and said softly: "He is calm, decisive, has strong analytical skills and the courage to fight malice, but he has not reached the level of ruthlessness. "

"It can be said that after so many years in a foreign land, it is the first time I have seen such a potential guy."

"But again, there is something in him that I can't see through."

"..."

After a pause, she said softly: "Obviously, what he did looked back is very reasonable, but it always makes people feel surprised. "

"So, I want you to look into him."

"..."

The gentle electronic voice was silent for a long time, and said, "I'll try." "

Yang Jia said softly: "Thank you." "

Then he stopped talking, just waited patiently.

In the room full of machinery and complex circuits, the quiet existence of the brain, the surface seems to tremble slightly, there is a trace of tiny electric sparks entangled, this faint electric spark, between the surrounding machinery, triggered a strong reaction, and even some cables are churning up like pythons, countless screens, full of garbled characters, huge servers, is a form of overload, crazy operation.

There seems to be some kind of microwave that is beginning to irritate the city.

The vast and magnificent foundations of the city are vibrating in a way that is imperceptible to ordinary people, emitting strange signals that weave together into a scattered network.

Yang Jia could also feel the vibration, she held the phone, motionless, and waited patiently.

After a long time, the vibration died down, and a gentle electronic tone rang on the other end of the phone:

"I've accessed all of his information in the city, and it's been smooth, and there's no sign of it being blocked or tampered with."

"Judging from this information, he should not have crossed paths with this world as a foreigner, nor does it seem like he has been remotely replaced or controlled by some kind of will."

"So, my answer is, at least on the surface, he's a newcomer who has just woken up."

"But ..."

The voice paused for a long time, and the machine faintly let out a high-speed roar before saying, "Four years ago, he went to the hospital for a check-up because of a strong mental illness. "

"Four years ago?"

Yang Jia frowned and said, "What symptoms?" "

"He describes himself as dizzy, headaches, auditory hallucinations, visual hallucinations, sensory disorders, intense depression and great depression ..."

"... But the final test results showed that everything was normal. "

"..."

Yang Jia's expression suddenly became serious, and she sat up straight: "This seems to be affected by a mysterious source. "

"Yes."

The electronic voice replied without syllabic fluctuations: "The mysterious sources that peep into the city do for some reason, through the influence of transcending space, to seize the will of some individuals in the city." "

"But he is different, you and I both understand that no individual can maintain the integrity and sanity of his self under the influence of a mysterious source."

"..."

Yang Jia, who was nervous, frowned even tighter, but the tense muscles were slowly relaxing: "Yes..."

"If he was really influenced by a mysterious source, a person who has been affected for four years in a row..."

Speaking of this, she herself couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said, "Don't talk about whether there will be distortion or something, the painful substance in his body can drown the entire city, right?" "

"..."

"That's not going to happen."

The electronic voice also said his conclusion: "So, I think he's a clean individual. "

"His level of isolation and residence is not unique from the perspective of the young people who exist in this city, and even many of them."

"Often, people just think it's depraved."

"Most ..."

Speaking of which, even the extremely rational and stable electronic voice was actually a little stuck, and he chose a rather humane word:

"A little sick?"

"..."

Yang Jia nodded, his expression was in the mist, looking a little sad, and after a long time, he said in a low voice: "In any case, the potential he shows is huge, and we have no other choice...

"I just hope that when he understands the truth in the future, he won't blame me..."

"..."

The next day, Xiao Huan had already gotten up early.

He didn't know why, but he slept surprisingly soundly yesterday.

In the previous four years, he had frequent headaches, and his whole head seemed to be soaked in pain and fear for many years, but yesterday, he learned the truth of this world, and his fear reached its limit.

But in such a situation, I suddenly calmed down, as if I had the courage to face it calmly.

By this time, Mom had already gotten up and was making breakfast in the kitchen.

Xiao Huan didn't want to meet her, so even if he woke up, he just sat on the bed and waited for the movement in the living room to disappear.

At about 8:30, the time for the opening and closing of the courtyard door sounded outside, and my mother had already gone to work, so Xiao Huan walked out of the room.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived in the living room, I saw the food left on the table, as well as the notes and banknotes pressed under a carton of milk.

"Stinky boy, I'm going to work."

"How can you talk to someone who doesn't need money, don't be too stingy when you associate with such a beautiful girl."

"..."

Xiao Huan was stunned for a moment.

Did she misunderstand her relationship with Yang Jia, and considering that she had no money in her hand because she hadn't been at work, she gave herself pocket money?

A strange feeling rose from the bottom of my heart.

What is it?

After signing a contract with the city, the city, and the people who live in it, begin to show kindness to themselves?

Or, the feelings that the mother herself revealed?

Just now, he thought that there would never be anything surprising again, but this note and two bills made him feel complicated.

After a long silence, he sat down, ate his breakfast, and put away the note and his pocket money.

After breakfast, I just sat quietly at home, and now I was ready to face everything, but I was surprised to find that there seemed to be nothing to hurry to face myself.

Yang Jia didn't say much yesterday, just showed herself the truth about the city.

She said that there will be a special person who will be responsible for guiding herself, but who is this person and what should she do?

Just as I was thinking about this question, the phone rang just in time.

"How was your sleep yesterday?"

Yang Jia's voice still seemed so calm, with a little lazy feeling, which seemed to be out of place in this world.

Xiao Huan replied honestly: "Very good, very down-to-earth." "

"Good?"

Yang Jia was somewhat surprised, after the newcomers in front of them realized the truth of this world, they couldn't stop worrying, some called themselves all night, and some committed suicide that night.

Xiao Huan's answer was actually "very good"?

"Yes."

Xiao Huan replied softly, "Didn't you tell me?" In such a city full of monsters, what can you do but be at ease? "

Yang Jia didn't know what to say, and after a while, he smiled and said, "You are really a very persuasive person." "

Xiao Huan faced these words and didn't know how to answer.

It was Yang Jia, who heard his silence, and said with a smile: "Since you are ready to face all this, it is time to take the next step." "

Xiao Huan moved slightly, and said, "What do you mean by the next step?" "

"We're too weak, and of course we need to find something to protect ourselves."

Yang Jia's voice was a little mysterious, and said, "This is a very complicated problem, but don't worry, I have found a very experienced designer to help you." "

"Be polite to her, she is a very well-behaved and quiet girl."

"..."

"Okay."

Xiao Huan agreed, thinking about the person Yang Jia wanted to introduce, but he had a faint expectation.

After waiting for a long time, I heard the prompt tone of the mobile phone, and Yang Jia really pushed a contact information, but Xiao Huan was stunned for a moment when she saw it, and her avatar was a cute girl wearing a maid costume.

And the nickname: [Old Aunt Eighteen Sits on the Ground and Suck Soil]

"This quiet girl's nickname is a bit wild, isn't it?"