Su Ming'an placed his ears on the window sill. Lin Guang's entire room was dark, with only a few rays of sunlight coming from the window sill.

"There are still drawers that I haven't looked at. He should have left something for you." Noel said.

Su Mingan opened the drawer of the bedside table.

The first drawer is full of stacked Spring Festival couplets.

The second drawer was a safe freezer. When Su Mingan opened it, it was filled with bright red strawberries. It seemed that they had not been murdered.

The third drawer is a folded Hanfu, next to which are several unfinished ruffles.

These are all traces left by Lin Guang, and everything is combined to form his life.

And then there’s the last drawer…

This drawer was a little difficult to open, probably because there was rust inside, and Su Mingan had to use strength.

With a "Hoora" sound, when Su Mingan struggled to open the drawer, countless ginkgo leaves poured out, each one marked with the year and message.

"Clatter--!"

They flew freely in this small room, like dancing golden elves, brushing against Su Mingan's hair and cheeks. Under the swaying light, they looked like wisps of dancing golden spots.

Su Mingan glanced at the first ginkgo leaf that flew out, and saw the writing on it clearly.

[In the 33rd year of the Catastrophe, I saw him through the window of the City of God.]

[34 years after the disaster, I gradually regard being friends with him as the meaning of my life.]

[Shan Tiantian, female knight, smiling tiger...]

…

The content of Ginkgo Leaf is very similar to Lin Guang's diary, except that these are written by his own hand.

Su Mingan pulled out the bottom leaf. There were a few lines of text engraved on the bottom of the drawer.

[If one day after my death, Luvis comes here. Luvis, please take away the gift I buried in the soil of Zheergen.]

[I am a failure and I will fail in everything I do. Maybe only by burying the gift in the soil can I avoid it being snatched away. 】

[I only wrote this paragraph here. If you hate me, you will not come to my home, and you will not see these words. In this way, my gift will not cause you any trouble.]

…

Su Mingan closed the drawer.

He walked to the window sill, dug out the soil at the base of the folded ear, and saw a hard mechanical ring. The ring glowed with a faint iron-gray light and had two lines of small words engraved on it:

[Linguang’s gift to Lewis, the real version.]

【It's great to meet you.】

Su Mingan stared at the ring for a moment, then looked out the window.

This time, no one stood outside the window, holding a flute and stretching out his hand, inviting him to take a walk in the moonlight.

When dawn rises, that person's existence and name are erased.

He has simulated the cold winter for 2,300 times, embraced the rising sun, mixed with the grief, demonic obstacles and confusion that have existed or disappeared countless times in reincarnation, and became the last ice sculpture of this spring.

Su Ming'an stared at it for a moment and put away the ring, but Ah Du said: "An Jiang, bring the ring closer to me."

"do what?"

"Bring the ring close to me, I won't fool you." Ah Du said, "Everything about me belongs to you, you can always trust me."

Su Ming'an put the ring on the watch, and in an instant, a ray of blue light passed from Ah Du's watch...

After a moment, a familiar voice sounded from the ring:

"Hello, I am t-0321."

Su Ming'an recognized whose voice it was: "Lin Guang?"

"An Jiang, after Lin Guang dissipated, I captured the traces of Lin Guang in the data stream, and I kept his piece of data. There is also a bit of Lin Guang's initial program in this mechanical ring, and now I will

Combined." Ah Du said.

"Will this form Linguang?" Su Ming'an said.

"There is a possibility that before he disappeared, he really wanted to live, and this ring was his last hope.

Ah Du said: "Now this mechanical ring is just a simple initial AI. But maybe if you experience a science fiction world in the future, you can find the props to resurrect him? Maybe he can become a player like Su Lin?"

"

Su Mingan knew that Ah Du was comforting him. But as long as there is a possibility, it will not be 0%.

He put the ring on his index finger. In this way, his body was extremely lively. On his left wrist was Du, on his right wrist was Yaya. There was also a T-0321 on the finger, and on the back of his neck there was a call chip belonging to Team Mu.

T-0321 is still mentally retarded. Except for saying "Hello, I am T-0321" when turning on the computer, he said nothing else.

"0321?" Su Mingan called it, but there was no movement.

"Linguang, are you here?" Su Mingan called again, but there was still no response. The ring didn't seem to be able to speak well.

Su Mingan stopped calling, left Lin Guang's room, walked through the dark gallery and hall, and opened the door——

He saw someone waiting at the door.

The sunlight swirled around the man's hair, as if holding a circle of glittering golden light. A white bird stood on the man's raised fingertips, pecking his fingers intimately.

The man lowered his head slightly, his dark gray eyes reflected the white feathers, and his expression was extremely gentle, as gentle as he could treat a bird.

"You are..." Su Ming'an said.

The man looked at Su Mingan, and the white bird fluttered at his fingertips and flew into the sky.

"I'm sorry that I could only see you in the form of a white cat before. Now that you have driven away the gods, I can see you in the form of a bionic body."

Across a long distance, the man stretched out his hand:

"Hello, let me meet you formally. I would like to introduce myself formally. I am the owner of the ruined world 'The Source of Civilization,' Asa Akto...ai."

"You are the representative of your civilization—Su Ming'an. At present, as the 'number one player,' you are indeed the well-deserved representative of civilization. It's a pleasure to meet you, Su Ming'an."

Su Mingan's heart beat very fast.

Previously, [Tavi's] surveillance was everywhere, which turned everyone into the Riddler.

But now, he is finally exposed to the truth.

There was some vague fear in his heart, like a sixth sense. It seemed that after knowing the truth, he would be afraid of the truth again.

"Su Ming'an, is there the possibility of a trap?" Noel asked alertly. He didn't believe the truth presented to him. Who knows if this guy who calls himself Akto AI is a friend.

"The possibility is very low." Su Mingan said.

He looked at Akto's outstretched hand and strode forward,

Sunlight shone down in wisps, falling on this stretch of road. Su Mingan stepped on the tiles in the hall and strode towards Akto at the door. One step, two steps, three steps...

The tiles reflected light, shining between the two of them, like a thin bridge between civilizations.

After a moment, Su Ming'an stretched out his hand and shook hands with Akto's palms. Their palms were both cold, perhaps because the weather was too cold. When they held hands, Su Ming'an even thought he had touched a piece of painful ice.

After three seconds of shaking hands, Akto said softly: "It's so cold."

Su Mingan said: "The world of ruins is very cold."

Akto smiled, the sun shining on his pale face, and the corners of his mouth were stained with a little coughed up blood:

"Maybe it won't be cold anymore."

Although he did not see spring before his death, there will definitely be spring in the future.

"I'm here and you're here too, so of course you won't be cold anymore," Su Ming'an said.

Akto smiled: "Su Mingan, what do you think is the 'real thing'?"

"A brain in a vat." Su Ming'an replied after pondering for a moment. His mission as a leader is to "find the real thing", and he has been thinking about this issue for nineteen days.

After hearing this, Akto neither affirmed nor denied.

"Su Ming'an, have you ever felt that 'the brain in the vat is actually

Another form of human evolution? Since ancient times, the human body has been very weak. Tigers, elephants and other creatures can easily hunt us. The only thing that makes humans stronger than them is consciousness and thought. If the physical body can last forever, we will

It's like breaking free from a bondage."

"I agree with your point of view." Su Mingan said: "From the perspective of the world game, we players are equivalent to breaking away from our original flesh and blood bodies and turning into digital bodies. If there is no one-year period,

I think it's an evolution."

"Have you ever played a sandbox game?" Akto said.

The topic jumped a bit quickly, but Su Mingan quickly responded: "I've played with it."

"Let me use the sandbox game Minecraft as an analogy." Akto said: "If you haven't played this game, you should be able to understand it - if gods invade your civilization, humans will fight for themselves.

Paul uploaded his consciousness and hid in the game Minecraft. God later learned to use computers and wanted to continue to invade. As a result, humans used Minecraft and made another Minecraft, using infinite sand.

They build their own world and escape deeper and deeper—is this considered a form of self-preservation?”
To be continued...