Quick Transmigration: Losing All Standing and Reputation - Chapter 165

[Chapter 165 Survival on a Deserted Island (22)]

Hospitals of this era are also white.

This was Song’s first reaction after opening his eyes, and this reaction really seemed a little heartless.

Everything when he was in a coma was still in his mind, and he didn’t lose his memory, he just had a headache, and there was no way to think about what it meant.

After he woke up, the chief planner quickly rushed to his ward with something like a contract agreement in his hand. It seems that this era is very similar to the era he lived in before. The more advanced technology and network are, the more important contracts are often signed using primitive methods.

He knew that the master planner had come to sign a contract with him. Although he had a headache and couldn’t think, it was only for a problem that puzzled even him. This kind of analysis was almost subconscious, almost as natural as breathing, without using his poor brain at all.

The general planner is a man with a long beard, a short stature and a big belly. It is different from the various bloody plots he planned in “Desert Island Survival” in previous years, and he looks very amiable.

Even if he wanted to get straight to the point, he didn’t forget to take care of Song Que’s body first. This hypocritical concern is not completely ineffective, at least Song learned that the diagnosis given to him by the hospital turned out to be hypoglycemia.

Song was dizzy, of course, not because of the damn low blood sugar. His headache was about to explode, which was completely different from the symptoms of low blood sugar. Since the level of science and technology in this era is higher, the level of medicine will not be much worse. The doctor who came to this conclusion, if it wasn’t that he didn’t study hard when he was in school, then he couldn’t find out what caused Song to faint, so he speculated that the most likely hypoglycemia came out. After all, this is a panacea for dealing with sudden dizziness.

Even if he passed out and woke up, Song Que’s headache did not ease in the slightest. The annoying master plan was still the same as before he passed out, as if he had become a character on a color TV. From time to time, the picture turned black and white, and it flickered for a while. Fan. The pain made him unconsciously become irritable. The more the master plan spoke, the more irritable he became, and he even wanted to punch him hard in the face.

This desire for violence is very familiar, but Song has restrained it for decades, and it makes no sense to be planted here. He closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath. It was better to look at the general planner’s face, which was getting more and more slapped, and then he was barely at peace.

Song said directly: “I don’t want to sign any contract with you for the time being.” The

chief planner didn’t say anything, but Song refused as soon as he opened his mouth, which made his face change slightly. After the whole show, he also saw the power of Song Que. Naturally, he didn’t think that Song Que refused because he didn’t know what he wanted to say, but he still wanted to struggle again.

Song but successfully blocked before he spoke: “Of course, you can rest assured that I will not sign such a contract with any other company. So please don’t argue for this moment, can you give me a little time, I am a little confused. It hurts, I want to see a doctor.”

To be honest, the general planner didn’t really care about whether Song Que’s head hurt or not, whether he wanted to see a doctor or not, after all, the doctor said that he was just a little hypoglycemic, and this disease did not affect Song Que’s business value at all. . It is difficult for businessmen to see things that do not affect commercial value.

But he was sensitively aware of the subtlety of Song’s words, but Song said that he did not want to cooperate with them for the time being, and for invitations from other companies, he reassured him and directly said that he would not sign a contract with them.

The general planner realized that this was a hint that Song gave him, both to reassure him and to show him some performance. After the general plan got to this point, the whole person was no longer so tense, and it was easier to talk a lot. Seeing that Song wanted to find a doctor, he immediately invited the doctor for him.

In fact, Song knew that it was useless to seek a doctor, but it was fine to say that he did not believe in evil, or that he would not turn back if he did not hit the southern wall.

The doctor is a middle-aged uncle. When he is experienced and physically strong, it can be said that it is the golden age of the doctor’s profession.

But Song said to him: “Hello doctor, my head hurts a lot. It’s a tearing, persistent pain. I had this kind of pain before I fainted, and I still felt the same when I woke up. Do not you know why?”

This doctor was the one who did all the tests for him, but didn’t see any problems, so he could only give him a low blood sugar.

This doctor has a headache. Although he is not a fan of Song Que, he is also someone who has watched a few episodes of “Desert Island Survival”. Who would have thought that the most sought-after player would be sent to him for him Healing—he didn’t see what was coming.

After listening to Song Que’s description, the doctor was even more puzzled. He checked Song Que for various common headache-inducing symptoms, but none of the results were correct. The diagnosis of hypoglycemia seemed sloppy, but it was actually the most reasonable explanation he could think of. But once Song Que’s description is added, it becomes impossible. Doctors are already starting to wonder if something more tortuous might be causing the headaches.

Song Que added: “And when I look at people or the whole world, there will be phantoms.”

Song Que’s tone of speech already made the doctor feel a little weird, and when he heard the content again, his brows wrinkled.

“What kind of phantom?”

Song looked at the doctor who was talking. He was like a master planner. As he talked, his whole body turned black and white, and then horizontal stripes appeared, as if he could not receive the signal.

Song Que paused and calmly described what he saw.

The doctor’s actions to record the symptoms stopped, but Song could see from his expression that he began to suspect that he had a mental illness.

Song couldn’t control himself, sneered, suddenly lay down, pulled the quilt over his head, and hid himself in this small darkness, only when he had a headache was willing to let him go and make him feel better.

The doctor outside glanced at the general planner at a loss, and the general planner pulled him out of the door, leaving a quiet environment for Song but.

Song wasn’t crazy when he had a perverted brain, so it’s not like he was inexplicably mentally ill as soon as he stepped into this world. Since the doctor can’t give him a physiological explanation, his inference can only go in the other direction.

Bewilderment and fear are all due to expectations. Once there is no retreat, Song is calmer than anyone else.

When the chief planner came to see Song Que again, he became the most terribly rational and strongest player again.

The general planner wanted to sign Song Ke to his banner, but Song only wanted to use him to understand the world. He desperately wanted to know, what was the difference in this world? what is true? What is fake again?

Song looks very rational now, but in fact it is the most irrational time. He had a hunch that he was very close to the truth, and this hunch made him unable to really calm down, which made him seem so urgent.

The chief planner is not an unsuspecting person, but what Song wants to know is really not a secret to him, so he was easily led to reveal a lot of information.

What the general planner said to Song, and what he showed him, Song was not mentally prepared at all, but after reading it, he returned to the hospital and locked himself on the rooftop in silence.

He walked to the railing of the rooftop and glanced down. Sure enough, medical resources are a little tight no matter what era, and the hospital is so tall.

Song is not afraid of heights, although this height is enough to make people lose their bones, let alone look at it, even if he stares at it for ten days and a half months, he is not afraid.

He remembered that he had played a role, and the final outcome was to jump off the rooftop. The character also smokes a cigarette before jumping off.

Song has never smoked, but he smoked one when he was acting, but he wasn’t addicted, and he never tried it again. It’s just at this moment, he actually wanted to smoke one, and he didn’t know what it was like.

The entertainment industry in this world is quite developed and has reached an almost dangerous level. This danger refers to two aspects. On the one hand, it is their attitude that everything can be entertained. It is like Song Que and the others, who are obviously human beings from the same origin as them, are regarded as second-class citizens and arranged to enter a bloody and cruel game for their amusement. On the other hand, it is their technology in the cultural industry. Advanced things are always dangerous, and dangerous things are precisely advanced.

Before Song Que was born, the ratings of “Desert Island Survival” declined year after year. In the past few years, the number one reality show has always been a program called “Journey to Another World”.

“Journey to Another World” is the same as “Desert Island Survival”. It selects uninformed players from the experimental area, sets a virtual world view for them, and arbitrarily pulls an auxiliary existence such as a system, and lets them play in the staff. Follow the guide to complete the task, so that the variety show itself has enough plots to edit wonderful conflicts and contradictions.

All this is really too coincidental, as if someone pointed to his nose and said to him: “The adventures and gifts in your eyes are just a wonderful show in the eyes of others. The fate you have encountered is just a paragraph. The program has already been set up. The truth in your eyes is all illusion, you seem to have a plan, but in my eyes it is just a joke.”

Song laughed, but he didn’t know what he was laughing at.

When the general planner took him to see those things, he didn’t show any strangeness. It wasn’t like sitting in front of the camera and watching them express their subconscious superiority. At this moment, he seemed to be in the same world as him. people.

But only a second later, he showed him how those “people” could behave like real people after setting the program. How could he be sure that the general plan in front of him, like a normal person, was not another layer of projection?

Song looked at the ground that seemed to be far away under the roof. If he jumped from here, would he die?

In the virtual world shown by the master plan, the scenes that those people are in are all real, and their technological level greatly reduces the time for them to build such a building, and at the same time reduces the cost of construction, the only expensive thing is manpower , so the supporting characters in all worlds are artificial intelligences, playing humans in fake skins.

If this is the case, the people he saw and communicated with were not real people, only the high platform he was standing on was real and could bring him death.

Song climbed onto the railing, and sat firmly on the railing with his balanced body.

This would be a very dangerous scene for others, as if a gust of wind could blow Song Que down.

The system that had been silent for a long time finally said: “Tell me, what is the truth of the world in your eyes? What are you? What are those people you have met? And what am I?”

The moment when the system appeared was too subtle, It was as if everything was rolling inexorably toward that conclusion.

[End of This Chapter]