Hyperreal board game

Chapter 166 Typing the Code

After that, An Ge no longer insisted on sleeping in separate rooms.The majesty is naturally happy to hear and see, surprised and delighted, and often hugs him and asks: "Brother Clay, why did you suddenly figure it out?"

Sometimes he will be thoughtful, and his face will not be very good-looking: "You are not so generous, there must be a conspiracy."

An Ge usually just stares at him at times like this, and then drags people over to kiss him. So far, the success rate of fooling him is 100%, which makes him have the achievement of "turning into a spy, enduring humiliation, and seducing the target, the progress is smooth and the victory can be expected". feel.

It worked, until the boy slyly stuffed something into his hand twice.

The second time was a hexagonal snowflake decoration carved from white crystal, only half the size of a palm, which was originally hung in the corridor.

The third time was a book...in the shape of gold.The heavy pure gold is cast into the shape of a book spread out flat, the text is sunken and filled with obsidian, and the square pattern is engraved and inlaid with liquid-like blood-red gemstones in the dents.

This thing is only half the size of a finger, it was originally a necklace pendant, mixed among the countless rare playthings sent by the Maharaja.

At the beginning, An Ge just thought that this thing was very delicate, so he took it out and played with it twice before throwing it aside.

Because they are very small, the obsidian that symbolizes the text was originally put together casually, without any practical meaning.

Because it was stuffed into his hand, An Ge carefully studied the obsidian again, but still found no hint of it.

An Ge couldn't bear it anymore, he even wanted to take advantage of the next time the child stuffed something weird into his hands, pounce on him, grabbed his neck and tortured him: "What the hell are you trying to say?? Give me something Is it a good reminder?"

He was tortured to the point of neurasthenia, and he simply pushed the notes in front of him away.

The notes are filled with fragmented words that seem to be talking in sleep:

"Apple: Eve Adam Genesis? Snakes? Jobs? Snow White? Death likes to eat apples? Newton got hit on the head by an apple? An apple called Gaga? Ga Band?

Snowflakes carved from white crystal: Or Snow White?Jon Knows Nothing Snow?Alaska?Hokkaido?Winter City?Snow Queen?The freezer sign?Chilled food?A hexagram with six points?Snow-covered Mont Blanc?Montblanc?Fractal geometry that creates the world?

Gold Book Necklace Pendant: Is there a golden house in the book?Book?The Three Holy Books of the World?I don't know where is the monster illustration book?written contract?Love to read?Literary girl?Bell who loves to read?Beauty and the Beast?A banned diary?Burning books and defrauding Confucianism Qin Shihuang?A modified version of Brother Zheng?Gold...Gilgamesh, the mobile armory that collects the world's treasures?Magic book lucky bag? "

Then, as soon as he thought of it, he got up and went to open the lucky bag.

After opening it, the little hope I held was shattered. There were no clues in the 60kg book, and of course I found even a piece of paper that was suspected to be close to the monster illustrated book.

Hajisut and the little monster - it didn't have a name originally, so it was named Norma by Ange.This sounded much better than the second child, obviously not Ange's own idea, but referring to the opinions of his attendants - Hajisut and Norma helped him sort out these books in a spacious playroom.

Most of them are outdated magazines, and a few are chicken soup for the soul. Due to the cultural preference of demons, the magazines are full of third-rate gossip and trivial matters, while the chicken soup is all poisonous chicken soup.

Nonetheless, Hajisut and Norma showed strong interest.The fox was lying in front of a cookbook, and Norma was clutching a magazine with an explosive title. Both of them read it with gusto, and almost forgot to help An Ge organize it.

An Ge was a little speechless: "Is it that pretty?"

The fox licked his mouth: "It looks delicious, Clay, let's let the kitchen stew a fallen fox head for lunch!"

You are a fox anyway, how can a creature with the character fox be eaten?

Even if the fox could eat it, An Ge felt that he couldn't stand it.

So I firmly rejected it: "It sounds like a body odor, don't."

Hajisut scratched his ears with his claws in disappointment, "Then, why don't you make a goblin special dish, deer dung..."

Before he finished reporting the name of the dish, An Ge flatly refused again: "Don't even think about it."

Seeing the pitiful and disappointed look of the little fox with drooping ears, he took the cookbook and browsed through the contents, and then gave up the plan of "finding a compromise dish to appease the little pet".

Or Norma tactfully handed the magazine in her hand to An Ge: "Why don't you make this?"

The three heads looked at it together. The lifestyle magazine covered the devil's basic necessities and all kinds of gossip, so one page taught a dish, and the theme was "How to tease your friends".

The name of the dish is fake brain pudding. It looks like a delicious brain, but it turns out to be vegan, which will disappoint your friends, so it is "teasing your friends".

The fox wagged its tail disinterestedly, and said sadly: "I hate vegan."

Norma's eyes sparkled: "It can be used to test the determination of male courtship!"

An Ge shook his head, and continued to turn the next page. The second recipe was grilled three-color deer ribs with voodoo berries. Looking at the ingredients carefully, there was nothing too excessive, and on the coloring page, the photos of the finished product were quite tempting. people.

So this time one person and two pets reached an agreement, Norma tore off the page of the recipe excitedly, and ran to the chef to order.

After one page was torn away by Norma, the content of the next page appeared in front of An Ge, which made his original plan to close the magazine stop.

"Explosive Shock!Maharaja's real name revealed!Even if I let you know the real name, it doesn't matter the supreme domineering! (Volume [-])》

He subconsciously sat up straight and began to look carefully.

He still remembers that when he entered the endless abyss at the very beginning, when he used his knowledge of demonology to appraise and collect information, the system once prompted whether he wanted to investigate the name of Lord Bakuyan, and what he had to pass was a pass with fewer drops and more failures. Identification of loss value.

So he gave up.

However, this magazine openly discussed the Maharaja's real name. He carefully read it for a while, but the system never popped up the prompt that he needed to do a sancheck.

Does that mean the magazine can't be trusted...

An Ge patiently finished flipping through the content.The person who wrote this manuscript is probably also a web writer. He is called Neng Shui, and the content of more than ten pages has not made any progress at all. He is still chasing after Maharaja's "290 Nine Lovers" to investigate endlessly.

No wonder it's just scrolling up.

An Ge noticed the name of the magazine, which was called "Devil Life with Great Aesthetics", issue 4242.

Then he called the fox, and together they looked through the books in the lucky bag.

Later, Norma came back and helped to find her together.

It took the three creatures about ten minutes to find out the 4244th issue, and it really published "Explosive Shock!Maharaja's real name revealed!Even if I let you know the real name, it doesn't matter the supreme domineering! (Volume [-])".

Although the middle volume was not found, but with the author's hydrographic skills, An Ge felt that even if the middle volume was omitted, he would not miss any key plots.

Sure enough, the second volume is still "Finally getting closer to the truth!"

He simply skipped to the end.

— Live Infinitiius

It looks like a coinage at first glance, remove the affix -ius that has no effect other than pretense, and the rest is clear at a glance: Live and Infinity. Apart from the consideration of grammatical structure, the combination of these two nouns can be understood as: infinite life .

Is it fake...

When An Ge was doubting, the system slowly jumped out.

【Obtain the real name of Bakuyan Maharaja, please perform sancheck, sc=1/1d10】

Ok……

Passing the appraisal will also deduct 1 sanity point, which seems to be true.

But it's not so much a personal name as a reminder of what.

An Ge felt that the answer was right in front of him, and he should know it, but there was always a bit of fog, the answer seemed to be on his lips, but he opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.

This feeling sucks.

The fox and the little monster also wanted to come over to read the magazine curiously, An Ge snapped the book shut: "Absolutely don't read it."

The master issued a stern order, and the two pets could not disobey them. Even if they were full of curiosity, they could only give up in torment.

This should be the value of the lucky bag, but An Ge was extra careful. After collecting the 4242 and 4244 magazines, he asked someone to burn the rest of the books.

According to the knowledge of demonology, as well as the messy knowledge, when expelling or sealing high-level demons, the name of the demon must be called correctly to succeed.

This means that since An Ge now knows the name of the demon residing in Yue Zimo's body, they can carry out the exorcism.

The problem is, I'm afraid it's impossible to exorcise demons in the demon's lair...

An Ge began to think about how to trick him out of the endless abyss.

It's just that this demon named Lifu trapped An Ge in the abyss in order to cut off the ties with the human world. Besides, the Maharaja has enough brains, so I'm afraid he can't be fooled.

Then An Ge can only go first as a respect, and wait for him to catch him in the human world by the way.

During this time, the Maharaja could not do anything, so he was very depressed. Every day before going to bed, he would toss him vigorously, asking all kinds of strange things, and he turned into a giant baby.

Because An Ge has other plans, he will also meet some of his demands appropriately, and more often, he will put the quilt on his face with a cold face, and scold him, "Hurry up and go to bed!"

And tonight the boy's request seems not difficult to satisfy, he wants to hear a good night story...

But An Ge stared at this fully grown human male who was taller and stronger than him, and really didn't know where to start complaining.

In the end, he could only hold back a dry sentence: "How old are you?"

The majesty was unreasonable and strong, rolling around on the bed with the quilt in his arms: "It doesn't matter, I will listen! Or...then, singing is also fine."

Seeing An Ge's increasingly ugly face, the boy changed his words in time.

An Ge: "Did you forget that my singing is out of tune?"

The Maharaja was stunned, closed his eyes and tilted his head to reveal a look of reminiscence, his brows were wrinkled and twisted.

After a while, he smiled and said, "It's okay, I don't dislike you."

An Ge sneered: "Okay, don't regret it."

The boy happily nodded vigorously, lay down obediently in the bed, and looked at him expectantly.

An Ge also sat beside him, gently touching the boy's soft hair, and couldn't help feeling a bitter feeling of being both a father and a mother.

Then he sang: "Appleround, applered, applejuicyapplesweet. AppleappleIloveyou, applesweetIlovetoeat."

If translated, it should probably be like this: apples are red, apples are round, apples are juicy and apples are sweet.Apples, apples, I love you, sweet apples, I can't get enough of them.

The maharaja turned sideways silently, buried his head in the soft feather pillow, and beat the pillow while his shoulders kept shaking.

An Ge remained expressionless: "You asked for it."

The boy finally laughed unscrupulously, his face blushing, "It's amazing...it's amazing in every way."

An Ge: "Shut up!"

The boy closed his mouth for two seconds, then rolled over and leaned against An Ge's shoulder, his breath blowing warmly against his ears: "Where did you learn it, you're too old..."

An Ge thought for a while: "I worked part-time at the Children's English Training Center during the summer vacation of my freshman year. I learned from a five-year-old child."

The boy buried his head between his shoulders and neck and kept laughing, "Brother Clay, a freshman, I really want to see what it looks like, it must be super cute."

An Ge stroked his hair: "Not as cute as you, but you are the cutest."

The boy raised his head, his face was red, his eyes were wet and bright, he seemed a little overwhelmed by being too happy, "Brother Clay, you have changed..."

An Ge: "Because you have changed too, people always change."

He gently kissed the boy's eyelids, "Sleep, sweet dream."

The boy also kissed him back, "Good night, Brother Clay, I like you the most in the whole world."

An Ge smiled softly, "Me too."

...that's weird.

An Ge has not changed. Although he is a shy, sensitive and fragile animal inside, that is the part that only those closest to him can see.

He belonged to the drama club in high school, and sweet talk and playful acting are all skills that come at hand, it's nothing more than whether he is willing to use it or not.

He obviously sang Apple so many times, but Maharaja didn't respond, not to mention, he even found out his real name.Although the Maharaja may be able to share the character traits and memories of Yizai and Yuezi Moli due to some coincidences, and even be affected emotionally, it will appear so like the deity.

But he is not An Ge's lover, not Yue Zimo, just an outsider, like a faceless demon, no matter how lifelike or indistinguishable, he can't replace him.

Because... the replaced deity will cry.

Just thinking of this made An Ge feel so anxious that he couldn't breathe.

Yue Zimo was calling to him for help, but he couldn't understand, and because of this, he couldn't do anything.

In his sleep, An Ge felt itchy in his palms, and opened his eyes to find the boy's left hand covering his right hand, scratching as if there were no traces.

An Ge immediately woke up. He was afraid of affecting the other party, so he didn't even dare to move. He focused all his attention on his left hand.

The boy stroked lightly, paused, tapped, paused, tapped again.

After a longer pause, click, click, swipe, swipe, swipe.

Another longer pause followed.

An Ge kept his right hand still, called out the phone, and recorded all the changes with a very awkward and gentle gesture.While memorizing, I tried my best to suppress the trembling of my body, but the corners of my eyes were still sore uncontrollably.

This is Morse code.

An Ge usually only heard about it, but never paid attention to it. There was a time when he chatted with Yue Zimo. The long is O, two short and one long are U, the combination means I love you.

An Ge: "Oh, I still love you if things go wrong."

Yue Zimo was so amused: "Brother An, hello two."

Then he stroked a bunch of dots on An Ge, making his palms itch, An Ge almost suspected that he did it on purpose.

Then, of course he couldn't understand it, and Yue Zimo was unpredictable and refused to talk about it, so he had to temporarily look up the code table: YZMYYXHAG, what is this? ?

Yue Zimo showed a beautiful smile like a cherub with personality, and explained while kissing him: "Yue Zimo will always like Ange. Ah, but there are too many types of this string in Morse code. From now on, you only need to draw it in your palm. The circle circle represents this sentence, how about it? This is a unique code that belongs to you and me."

An Ge said, "Stupid."

After that, there was a lot of tenderness, and then An Ge asked him, why did he memorize the Morse code so well?

Yue Zimo said: "Didn't I be kidnapped when I was a child? After I was rescued, I spent a lot of time every day exercising, learning fighting, and then various survival skills, and I also recited Morse code together. I thought If you are kidnapped again, you might be able to rely on this knowledge to protect yourself... Parents are unreliable, so how can you not protect yourself?"

An Ge's heart ached so much, she kept holding him and said, "I will protect you from now on, and I will definitely protect you!"

Yue Zimo nodded with a smile: "I know, you will protect me, I believe in you. We will be each other's shield, each other's sword, each other's..."

He paused and said, "I'll be your gong, so we don't need each other. Okay, it's such a happy decision! Bravo!"

An Ge was almost so angry that he laughed.

The sweet memories turned into stinging sourness, An Ge blinked vigorously to squeeze out the moisture in his eyes, and concentrated on recording those codes.

Wait a little longer, be patient a little longer, I will protect you, I will save you.

Unknowingly, the boy's fingers stopped moving.

This time it stopped for a long time, just when An Ge thought it was over, there was a sudden movement again.

The boy's fingers began to gently draw circles in the palm of his hand, circle after circle.

Yue Zimo always, always, always likes An Ge.