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..."

An Wu Jiu retracted his eyes and glanced at Shen Ti like he was angry, "What are you thinking about every day in your head?"

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

If someone else 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 Wu Jiu stretched out his hand, touched his cheek, and suggested to carry the bodies of Tou Tang Ying and the three back with him first, 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 doesn't seem to be the same as before, with an easy smile on his face forever. He became more real and made An Wu Jiao 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 change card was drawn."

Shen Ti felt a little 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 also standing here. 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 using life value to exchange time,” An Wujiu explained, “As much as you put in, you can go back as much. It’s a good skill, but if you limit it to the same instance, I’m afraid you won’t be able to save the person you want to save.”

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

"Tonight I will draw the last card." An Wujiu told him, "But I can't 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 for a second, An Wujiu thought, if Shen Ti died, would he still say no.

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

"If it's drawn, let's talk."

Zhou Yijue nodded, this was already a pretty good one of the possibilities he had 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 get a resurrection card, will you give it to him?" Shen Ti asked him.

"I..." An Wu Jiu didn't actually think about it, "If I didn't draw the Time Conversion Card, I wouldn't give it to him."

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

Hearing these words, a piece of snow fell on An Wu Jiu's shoulder.

Shen Ti didn't know how to describe the feeling at the moment, he had never had it before. 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 Wujiu was the first person who felt that he was important, and the first person to put his life ahead of himself.

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

An Wujiu turned his head, Xueguang made his face almost transparent, it was unbelievably beautiful, "You signed a contract with me, your life is up to you."

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

Back to the time when Shen Ti could be rescued.

Shen Ti didn't 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 you really give me another resurrection card, maybe I will really give him, unless..."

"Unless what?"

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

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

An Wu Jiu understood, but whenever he saw Zhou Yijue's expression, he would unconsciously think of himself, he was afraid that one day, he would become Zhou Yijue, praying for the resurrection of his lover.

The snow in the water city is getting thicker and thicker, and it is difficult to walk if you step into it and almost cover your calf. 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, "This is 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 be really trying to connect Shen Ti with the indescribable "he".

Regarding the things he remembered, An Wujiu doubted more than once, does the so-called god 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 was too real. Compared with the real pain, the Shen Ti who stood in front of him at this moment and gave him lust and warmth seemed to be fictional.

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

An Wujiu looked at him quietly.

"It's a bit scary to say." Shen Ti smiled, "I may not understand when you're happy, but I seem to have seen the pain hundreds of times, and that's when I'm most familiar with it."

An Wu Jiu 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 scary, I felt like I saw it."

An Wujiu was almost breathless, his body was cold, his mind was full of images of him being manipulated and observed as a test subject, all he had bruised and bruised was a piece of floating jewel light, a strange, untouched by anyone. see god.

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

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

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

An Wu Jiu laughed.

If it's really him...

An Wujiu thought, everything is doomed.

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

An Wu Jiu thought of the "similar" in Shen Ti's mouth, and he had more doubts in his heart.

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

Too many doubts and unknowns are entangled together, An Wu Jiu feels that the fog is heavy and it is difficult to decipher.

In any case, you have to leave this game safely first.

Others, when he remembers more memories, should become 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 the many struggles and contradictions of An Wujiu just now, in fact, Shen Ti knew about it.

Even though he didn't know why it was like this, it was as if An Wujiu's heart grew in him.

An Wujiu seemed to divide him into the category of non-human beings in his heart.

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

He tried 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 struggled to come to the place where the city residents lived. 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 Wu Jiu stood on the spot and thought 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 Wu Jiu turned his head 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 inner voice, he shrugged, "I'm just guessing."

"I think so too." An Wu Jiu 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 belong to, everyone is working hard for this. , but there is another goal that seems to be ignored by everyone.”

"Well, I remember it seems to be to rescue the citizens of Water City from danger and give them freedom and peace." Shen Ti thought for a while, "I thought it was very strange before, the first goal has already been said, blood The moon was caused by the priests who believed in the cult who were turned into wolves, and as long as they killed all of them, the curse of the blood moon could be lifted, so why do you want to talk about the second goal, isn't it unnecessary?"

"It should be other hidden clearance conditions." An Wu Jiu 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 sure enough, 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 spoke 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, perhaps there are clues that they can solve the mystery of the city under water.

According to the man's instructions, the two went around half the city and came to the place where the high priest was retreating. 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 Wu Jiu said lightly, "I don't mean to follow you, I just want to verify some things."

Just after he finished speaking, not long after, Yang Ce walked out from behind the door.

He gave up the plan of sneak attack and looked at An Wu Jiu.

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

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

An Wu Jiu stared at Yang Ce's face, "It's windy here, let's go up and have a chat, Mr. Yang."

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

Going up the stairs, they entered 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 didn't have much interest in this kind of bloody family relationship, and Yang Erci didn't look like the kind of poor kid looking for his father, so he didn't need to worry about it, so Shen Ti found a chair to 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 his acquaintance with Yang Erci, "She has been looking for you now, because of your business, she left Chauvin and entered the altar. You should know exactly what the altar is, but 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 he feels unworthy for Yang Erci.

If her father really cared, even at the altar, he would meet her for 24 hours, so that Yang Erci would know that he was alive and safe.

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

Yang Ce didn't speak, and he seemed to be unable to 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 persecute him.

"She is a research worker who goes to the bottom of things, I can't fool her." An Wujiu said, "I will tell her everything, at least that way Yang Erci will feel more at ease."

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

Obviously 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 Wu Jiu nodded and was about to leave when he heard Yang Ce stop him.

"Your mother...isn't her name An Congnan?"

An Wu Jiu 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, I have been suspicious from the moment I saw you."

An Wu Jiu has so many things he wants to ask him, but all of a sudden, those thousands of questions seem to be tangled up in a ball of cotton wool, stuck in his heart.

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

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

"Dead?" An Wu Jiu's puzzled expression was like a child who hasn't been hurt.

"Yes. That's how the news is reported." Yang Ce can still recall An Congnan's appearance when he was arrested, "It was said that your mother killed you and your sister, so she was arrested and put in a mental hospital. I didn't expect you to be alive."

An Wu Jiu 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 broken brakes at the bottom of the cliff. The owner of the car is your mother, and she has a previous record of arson. Although no body was found, the car has your and your sister's DNA on it. and a girl's shoe, the police convicted her of intentional homicide and arrested her."

It 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 question Yang Ce, "Then how did you know them? Aren't you Chauvin's researcher?"

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

"But he died." An Wujiu said.

Yang Ce looked at him and felt that he was being 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 the human innovation plan have died."

The sound of the wind and snow outside the window was loud, making the room seem more and more cold and 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 already leveled off.

"So you don't know what they are responsible for?" An Wu Jiu suppressed all his emotions and continued to ask.

Yang Ce wasn't sure if he could say so much to him, but facing An Wujiu, he felt a little pity in his heart, "What I know is that this project is oriented to an extreme situation, and it is very harmful to human beings. transformation, 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 before, I'm not so clear. But before this project was launched, something happened that left a deep impression on me."

That was ten years ago.

At that time, because of the gap between social classes, 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 purpose of solidifying resources and classes. 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 antiquated 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.

They didn't expect 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.

"A lot of people who were arrested at the time were shouting, 'The real master is back,' so the government, in conjunction with some businesses, including Chauvin's researchers, launched an investigation. As far as I know, that plan was after this incident. unfolded."

After listening to this, An Wujiu is even more convinced that the so-called human innovation plan is to obtain stronger and more stable human beings through technical means and spiritual stimulation, and to popularize the plan, in order to realize it under this indescribable spirit. Human self-preservation.

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

"Russell..." An Wujiu always felt that this name was very 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 happened to be the backer behind the altar.

The two are probably related.

Coupled with the mysterious organization that Yang Erci said was investigating the altar, this showed that it was a confrontation between multiple forces, and he didn't want An Wu Jiu to be involved, it would be very difficult to just survive in the altar.

“Understood.” An Wujiu was very grateful to be able to get 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" experimental subject.

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 before he died, and he devoted himself to the research in order to fight against the "Master" who was returning from the mouths of the lunatics, but after his death, the research project no longer belonged to him, even his children. Be a victim of this plan too.

Up to now, from body to spirit to memory, everything is broken, 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.

It snowed here for days and nights, and the city of water, which was completely frozen in ice, was not half as cold as An Wu Jiu's heart.

"No fault."

When An Wu Jiu was about to leave, Yang Ce stopped him with the tone and gesture 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 from before, and of his father. They were the two best match 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 was inclined to change it from An Congnan, but he felt it was unnecessary.

"Your father also discussed this with me, and he said solemnly, he actually wanted you to take the surname An Congnan, because her surname has a better meaning, but it is limited by the traditions of the patriarchal society, even your mother's surname. Not exactly her last name... He said a lot, and I interrupted him and asked 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 and nicknamed An An."

When An Wu Jiu heard these words, suddenly, some memories flooded him like sea water and drowned him.

He remembered his father's name, Shen Siyuan, and remembered that he couldn't sleep as a child after his father's death. He 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.

He even wrote to him, using his 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 read 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. ]