Having made up his mind, Jinyun put on the VR helmet again and logged into the game. This time, he did not appear in Cangcheng. Instead, they came to a colorful garden full of beautiful flowers. [Master, welcome back to Eden, the place where life was born] ăIs there anything I can do for you? ă The female voice of AI assistant 02, which was full of sci-fi mechanical flavor, sounded at this time, and then a virtual woman made up of blue data molecules was projected out. Jinyun greeted him politely: "Long time no see, 02." [Sorry, Master, the last time we met was 2 hours, 31 minutes and 57 seconds ago] [If you define this period of time as "a long time", then yes, it's been a long time, Master] "Well, it's just a polite remark..."
[Searching for "polite words"...search completed] [Courtesy words refer to some relatively formulaic and standardized words often used to express courtesy and respect between each other in social interactions.] [I see, I understand. Long time no see. I missed you so much, Master.] "Uh, let's just skip this topic." [Okay, how can I help you? ] "I'm going to create a new character, is that okay?" [Your current permission level is: , ordinary administrator, allowed to create up to 3 characters at the same time] [To the next level: Lv3, Senior Administrator, 17 tasks need to be completed] Conclusion: Yes, you can. Jinyun wanted to laugh. Why did this AI seem smart at one moment and stupid at another? Why did it go around in such a long circle and talk nonsense? Artificial intelligence, right? He sorted out his words and said, "I plan to create Bronya Zajicek from Honkai Impact 3 as the next character to be developed." [OK, the character panel is created] As soon as 02 finished speaking, a brand new character panel appeared in front of Jinyun: [Name: Bronya Zajicek] [Age: 12 years, 01 month, 01 day] [Race: Human] ăStrength: 36ă [Physique: 22]
ăCharm: 65ă ăPerception: 100ă ăFortune: 15ă I watched Jinyun from beginning to end, and there was nothing wrong with his attribute panel. His charm was lower than expected, and I was not sure what the basis for this judgment was. And luck... How come he is another African? [The property panel has been generated. Do you have anything else to add? ] "Well, the attributes need to be developed by me, which is not a problem, but I plan to import the background story from the original work, which should be more interesting." [OK, start importing the original background story for the character, please review it] Jinyun looked at the additional background settings in front of him and nodded with a smile. But the next second, he suddenly thought of something and said, "Well, it is complete, but some parts still need to be changed." "Wait a minute, let me think..." "Well, okay, let's change it like this, it will definitely be fun!" [OK, now create a character for you: Bronya Zajicek] [Heading to: Siberia] - January 2012 of the Honkai calendar, Siberia. ăHuh...Huh...ă The cold wind was like a knife, constantly cutting my skin. The pain from the wound kept stimulating my almost numb nerves. I failed... That woman, Cocolia. She saw through my assassination plan completely... Although I managed to escape from her with great difficulty and return to the organization. but...... [This guy looks completely useless...] [Because of her failure, the plan has been completely disrupted. The higher-ups want us to handle it.] [Hmm, is that so? Then just sell it. I heard that many wealthy businessmen like girls of this age recently~]
Those guys, that's what they said. Of course...I can't just surrender like that. Although the battle was difficult, I finally escaped. Looking at the endless snowfield, I felt confused and helpless for the first time. Now, even if I escape, where can I go? "Gululu..." My stomach growled at an inopportune moment. Hunger is like a ferocious beast, gnawing at my stomach. The stomach was empty, as if everything had been swallowed by the body, leaving behind only a huge, unfillable hole. The body begins to send out warnings constantly, the mouth is filled with saliva and the desire for food. The eyes scan the surroundings for any possible food sources, and the muscles, starved of energy, begin to use up their own reserves. My hands began to tremble uncontrollably. I took two steps and each one was extremely difficult. I came to the city. Late in the winter night, the bustling city ends, leaving only the cold skeletons of steel and glass buildings. The snow-covered ground was blown up by the cold wind, and the icy snowflakes seemed to have reached the end of the world. I walked into a long, dark dead end, held my injured foot, and squatted in a remote corner between two houses. The bone-chilling coldness ravaged my body and consciousness without stopping. It seems that's the end of it. I probably won't survive this night... Through the window, you can see the scene inside the house. A warm fireplace, a delicious roasted chicken, and the whole family sitting around the dining table, happily enjoying this peaceful and harmonious evening. Family, huh... What a strange word. This word is too far away for me. My thinking became rigid and sluggish, my concentration became difficult, and my vision became increasingly blurry. The whispers of death are close at my ears, yet I remain extremely calm. Finally, it's time to end... I slowly closed my eyes.
As I was fading away, I seemed to feel it. A warmth enveloped my body... Chapter 20: Sleep well, dear ăTick, tick, tick...ă The sound of some old-fashioned wall clock kept echoing in my ears. The consciousness that had been lost returned to the body again. I tried my best and opened my eyes with difficulty. In the dim little room, the crackling fireplace provided the only warmth and light. My head felt extremely heavy, as if countless needles were pricking it. My thoughts were like cotton soaked in alcohol, chaotic and disordered. I couldn't concentrate on thinking about anything and could only let the painful feeling rage in my body. This feeling of escaping death is like a hangover. I have experienced it countless times, but it still makes me feel dizzy. My body was extremely weak and I felt like a leaf ravaged by wind and rain that could be blown away at any time. I struggled to sit up, but my body's response was far slower than I wanted. I could only lie on this old sofa, suffering from headaches and stomachaches. "are you awake?" Just then, a man's voice came from the other side of the room. The voice was gentle and sounded like that of a young man. Moreover, the language spoken was not Russian, but Chinese. Because of my past experiences, it is necessary for me to master multiple languages, so I can understand what he says. I looked in the direction where the sound came from, and as I expected, I saw a young man. He has a straight nose, a small forehead, and three-dimensional facial features, all of which are distinct features of the southwestern plateau and mountainous areas of China. What concerned me most was that he was actually using a cane. "An accident. It happened a long time ago." He noticed my gaze, smiled, and said this nonchalantly. "You were seriously injured. When I brought you back, I thought you were gone. Fortunately, you are fine." "..." "What's your name?" "..."
Suspicious, wary, uneasy. These emotions flooded my mind. My instinct was to be wary of him and stay away from him. But the strange thing is, under his gentle gaze, I actually told him his name: