Break through the steam game library

It turned out that this was the dormitory, Lu Zhengkang thought, not knowing where he was.

Take the elevator, sometimes upward, sometimes panning back and forth, like a marble passing through the elevator network extending in all directions.

After staying in the elevator for ten minutes, Lu Zhengkang suspected that he was about to break through the atmosphere.

After reaching the 320th floor in the γ area, the reading on the elevator display finally stopped beating.

They walked out of the elevator and came to a floor covered with glass panels. The sun was shining straight through, and the air was like glass.

There is no one around, quietly like an illusion.

Lu Zhengkang exclaimed: "Shall we live here?" The voice echoed and amplified in an empty space, making him afraid to speak loudly.

"What do you want? This is the simulation room. We live next door."

Chapter 90. The Assassin's Rhapsody of the Fanwai Boy Lu (7)

"Simulation room? What is the simulation?" Lu Zhengkang was curious, he noticed an electronic display on the wall, and a blue data stream scrolling on the white screen.

Skerry said in surprise: "Why, didn't they copy your backup memory?"

"What backup?"

"Well, it looks like you are still in amnesia." Skerry had a headache. "I have to take you to the collection room when I have time. I don't need me to teach you many things. You should explore it yourself."

As he said, he walked to the electronic screen and waved his hand. The data stream was pushed into the background, and the operation interface was revealed.

"Let's have a classic mode?" Skerry smiled, "Come to a match?"

Lu Zhengkang didn't ask what the classic mode was, he was a little tired of the ignorance he showed.

"Okay, the setting is complete... leave you!"

A white light appeared, and a large number of data streams emerged in the analog room. These symbols and numbers changed and rose, like a waterfall flowing backwards. Lu Zhengkang reached out to touch, and the data continued to move through his palm.

A female synthesizer sounded very familiar, but Lu Zhengkang just couldn't remember when he heard it.

"Classic mode started, location: Alps Temple Castle stronghold, time: 1458 AD, mission: assassination of high-level figures in the temple (0/10). The action began."

The world in front of Lu Zhengkang fluctuates and fluctuates, and then a lot of colors gush out from the dome and spread out, forming a new environment.

At night, the frost and wind were harsh, and there was a glorious castle on the steep cliff with bright lights. Lu Zhengkang was standing on a path leading to the castle. Here you can clearly see the two guards in front of the door.

"This is the simulation room?" Lu Zhengkang muttered to himself.

He was curious about where Skerry was, and turned his head around, only to see the tall cedar, the raised rock, and the thick and impenetrable darkness farther away, the whimpering wind was blowing, and Lu Zhengkang felt his body temperature passing. No matter what, he should enter the castle earlier.

Lu Zhengkang walked forward on the cat's waist and came to the edge of the cliff within a few steps. He didn't intend to enter from the front, but went around the side wall.

The stone bricks here are clean and clean, and there is still a layer of frozen ice. It is impossible to climb up. Fortunately, there will always be sewers in such buildings.

Lu Zhengkang found a half-person-high hole sealed by an iron railing, swung his sword to cut off the iron bar, and got in.

The inside is fairly clean. It doesn’t smell as bad as imagined. Lu Zhengkang walked forward hard while listening carefully. In addition to the ticking of the water, there were footsteps and faint conversations. He wanted to find one by himself. Go out in a quieter place, circling around. I don't know how far he has walked. Suddenly he feels something hard kicked under his feet.

He couldn't see anything in the dark, and Lu Zhengkang didn't wear a torch on his body, so he could only fumble and touch a pile of bits and pieces on the ground.

Carefully feel that there are more than one human bones, especially skulls.

Perhaps Lu Zhengkang brought a little heat, and the phosphorus in the bones began to burn, and the faint green flames lightened up the surroundings.

Only then did Lu Zhengkang realize that he did not know when he had exited the sewer and came to a wide underground space.

There are corpses everywhere, and there are many rusty instruments of torture hanging on the wall, and everything is shrouded in a terrible green light, looking extremely terrible.

Lu Zhengkang looked back at the place where he came from. It was a hidden hole in the wall. Perhaps someone had escaped from here into the sewer.

How should that person feel leaving from the hell of bones?

The phosphorous fire gradually dimmed. Lu Zhengkang spotted the direction of the door and walked step by step. The fragile bones under his feet were shattered like dead branches. As his footsteps moved, the phosphorous fires began to regenerate, his way On both sides are such erratic wildfires, like an evil sacrificial ceremony.

Lifting the sword through the crack of the door, Lu Zhengkang slashed suddenly, cutting off the latch and lock, and then raised his hand to push open the thick iron door. The rusty shaft screamed, making people upset.

On the next road, he walked very silently. All the soldiers, priests, and bureaucrats he encountered along the way were killed one by one. When he left the front gate, the old castle with endless laughter and laughter was as silent as a forest in late autumn.

"Mission Objective: Assassinate high-level figures in the temple (23/10)"

"Mission evaluation: Not all assassins can achieve such a result, so this can only be regarded as a personal show."

The wet and cold Alps wind hit his face, the sky was shining brightly, Lu Zhengkang's heart suddenly loosened, and he laughed.

The scene gradually faded away and returned to the original simulation room.

Skerry clapped her hands and walked over.

Lu Zhengkang asked him, "You said, are those people really like this?"

"Which?"

"Mutilate lives."

Skerry scratched his head, "This is not the difference between us and them!" He said solemnly, "The people in the temple want to create a completely ordered world-now they have also succeeded, you have also seen It’s the so-called heaven, there are five in total. What we want is freedom, freedom from being controlled by power."

"Does freedom really exist?"

"I don't know. Many like-minded people defected because they doubted the authenticity of freedom, but I want to say that we are the last hope of mankind."

"I think heaven is very developed. People can do whatever they want."

Skerry looked at him deeply, "You forgot about those people."

"Which people?"

"People at the bottom!"

He walked to the display and called up an image.

As the environment changed, Lu Zhengkang came to a narrow corridor.

As the angle of view shifted, he walked along the corridor, houses closely arranged one by one, and there were half-dead people everywhere.

Broken windows, dusty dining tables, painted furniture, messy debris, foul smells, overturned medicine cabinets...

Everything is lifeless and repressive, as if there is a pair of invisible hands squeezing everything, depriving those healthy, positive, and beautiful things.

He rushed out of the corridor and came to the wide shaft. Then his angle of view shifted down. The dense houses of each layer still kept order at first, but the deeper they go, the more messy and dilapidated they are, until they can no longer become scary. .

suddenly.