Survivorship Bias

    “Why do you think I’m lying?” An Wujiu asked.

    "It's nothing." Zhong Yirou changed the topic, "Fortunately there is this mechanical skeleton, this kind of synthetic metal has high hardness, otherwise your wrist will be useless." Zhong Yirou turned her head and grabbed An Wu Jiu, which was intact. The hand that held his wrist, and his five fingers.

    Then she said to herself, "If only I could just cut your hand open..."

    As soon as she finished speaking, Zhong Yirou couldn't open her eyes due to the dazzling light. She covered her eyes with her hands, "Why, mask man, I didn't say I have to cut it now!"

    Shen Ti put the flashlight in his hand on An Wugui's wrist again.

    Zhong Yirou rolled her eyes, "I just feel that his bones are not quite right, I want to see what's wrong, but now I can't scan."

    Although Zhong Yirou didn't say it clearly, An Wujiu understood her meaning to some extent. My carpal bone is made of artificial metal, what about the other bones.

    “My memory is probably also artificially cleared.” An Wujiu directly confessed his conjecture to her.

    Zhong Yirou raised her eyebrows, her expression seemed suspicious, "The neurons in your hippocampus have been manipulated?"

    She is a prosthetic doctor after all, she has seen all kinds of strange operations, so she thought about it, and said a possibility: "Maybe it was selectively removed, and then a new insertion was coded go in."

    Shen Ti on the side started to take a flashlight at the back of An Wu Jiu's head, but Zhong Yirou called her back, she closed her tail, cut off the end of the thread with scissors, and wiped off the skin for An Wu Jiu On the blood, and on some medicine.

    "Does it hurt?" Zhong Yirou asked, "Give you a shot of endorphins?"

    "No, it's fine." An Wu Jiu answered truthfully, the speed of his speech was still not fast, but he seemed very calm.

    "Okay, that stuff is so expensive, I can't bear it." Zhong Yirou didn't know what to say. With this level of injury, the person in front of him didn't respond at all, even without anesthesia Deep sutures are only slightly painful.

    An Wujiu observes Zhong Yirou calmly and finds that the virtual machine interface in her brain is exposed, behind the ear, the black carbon arc ring extending from the interface directly bypasses the right earlobe Come down and put it on her head like a special kind of jewelry.

    Subconsciously, An Wu Jiu looked at Shen Ti again, but he was wearing a helmet, An Wu Jiu found nothing.

    Zhong Yirou found out his intention and told him directly: "Ours are all installed before entering the altar. No matter how good it is, it was uninstalled before coming in, and what is now is the virtual experience machine inside the altar."

    Speaking, she turned her head to look at the side of An Wujiao's ear, but found that unlike her own, there was no sensory hub ring on his auricle.

    "Let me see, where is your interface?" She muttered to herself, put away the tools and turned around to gently grab An Wugui's hair, "Your hair is bigger than mine It's still long." She twisted her hair with her hands, a little surprised, "It turned out to be true." After speaking, she seemed to suddenly remember something, "By the way, I just wanted to check it."

    Zhong Yirou turned around, pinched An Wujiu's face with her hands, and tugged, and carefully observed the pores and tiny light-colored fluff on her face.

    "Your face is also real, you didn't buy it." She couldn't help but sigh, "Nowadays, there are too few natural handsome guys, and many have changed their faces when they are young."

    “Is the face important?” An Wujiu asked.

    Zhong Yirou raised her eyebrows, "Of course, what are you thinking about." She shook her head, "In this world, violence, hallucinogens, and **** are all hard currency, and beauty is plain. Is it a kind of sexual ability? Especially natural beauty, those rich people hate to squeeze out the same cell face. Do you know what a cell face is? It is an epidermis cultured from human skin tissue. Make it up, in fact, the skin in the petri dish is called a weird, rubber-like..."

    Speaking of our bank, Zhong Yirou talked a lot. But An Wugui didn't feel much about his appearance, and didn't think it was a rare trait.

    Zhong Yirou held An Wujiu's chin, and looked at his face carefully, and came to a conclusion, "However, with your face, it seems that the current technology cannot produce it. The skull, and the shape of the eyes, it's really nice..."

    Shen Ti's flashlight swept across An Wujiu's head frantically to remind Zhong Yirou that it was time to do the right thing. But Zhong Yirou glanced at him, "Mask man, why are you wearing a mask? Could it be disfigurement?"

    An Wujiu also turned to look at him, only to see Shen Ti shrugging his shoulders, as if tacitly agreeing. There was some insincere pity on Zhong Yirou's face, "I have good plastic surgery skills. I promise to make you have a good face. Although you can't become a handsome guy, you definitely don't need to wear a mask."

    "And the price is fair, and the old man is not deceived, how about it? Think about it?" When it came to money, Zhong Yirou's beautiful eyes began to glow.

    Ke Shen Ti just shook his head and pointed the flashlight at An Wujiu's head.

    "Don't forget it." Zhong Yirou pouted, instead of continuing to sell her plastic surgery techniques, she lowered her head and concentrated on checking the back of An Wugui's head.

    "I got it."

    The two ports are located one inch diagonally above An Wujiu's two ear tips at 45 degrees, hidden in the hair, a small square protrusion is the closing threshold of the liquid metal electrode, "You The virtual machine is different from ours, and the electrodes are also different. Why?"

    She was puzzled and tried to open the closing threshold, but found that the entire virtual machine is currently in a state of terminating the program.

    "I can't open it." Zhong Yirou tried using several tools, even with the forced open code, but to no avail, "No. This startup program is a built-in encryption program, I have no Method."

    An Wujiu understood this, "It doesn't matter, I'm in the altar now, which means it's working internally. Maybe some programs are suspended."

    Can't get it all done, Zhong Yirou is a little dissatisfied with this, after all, she thinks she is a prosthetic doctor with excellent professional ability, after thinking about it, Zhong Yirou clapped her hands, "By the way, I can help you Install a sensory hub ring, and your lack of pain right now might have something to do with that."

    She took out a metallic space gray streamline ring from her tool bag, one end was stuck in the pinna of innocent, the other end of the magnetic induction device chain in his outside the hidden interface.

    "This is the latest generation of space silicon carbide, which is much easier to use than what we install in our heads. It was originally reserved for myself. It is installed first, it will not take effect in the altar , If you can get out of this round alive, then I will load you in the real world, and your bones will have to be scanned again."

    An Wujiu also expressed her gratitude to Zhong Yirou.

    "I will help you." His tone was gentle and sincere, Zhong Yirou was not used to it yet, but just smiled, "Then there is no need, just give the money, 10,000 holy coins. "

    Zhong Yirou just said casually and stretched out her hand. After all, 10,000 saint coins are enough to smuggle half a box of space silicon carbide materials in the real world.

    Who knew that when An Wugui heard it, he immediately pulled out the panel quietly, and then entered Zhong Yirou's name on the transfer interface, confirmed his personal information, and transferred the account without hesitation.

    On hearing the prompt, Zhong Yirou realized that the speed was so fast that she, a miser, was speechless for a while.

    What a happy day, I met a pair of prodigals at one time.

    While sighing, the fourth person broke into the lounge porch, it was Wu You.

    "You...why are you all here?" He held the door with his hand, hesitating whether he wanted to come in.

    Wu You glanced defensively, and suddenly spoke very bluntly, bringing up topics that several people had never discussed, or even avoided discussing.

    "Will you allies with Yang Ming?"

    Zhong Yirou was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Children are just direct."

    "I'm not a child." Wu You stood up straight, frowning slightly, "I'm sixteen."

    "Pfft, okay." She had to raise both hands in surrender, "You are not you are not."

    However, this kind of direct expression of wishes to strangers is not mature.

    "At least he won't ally with me." An Wujiu said slowly, "No matter what position."

    "That's true." Zhong Yirou nodded, "Yang Ming may be desperately calculating now, thinking about **** you."

    Wu You looked at Zhong Yirou and asked, "What about you? Why do you please An Wugui so much? Could it be that the red line you connected is him?"

    Zhong Yirou showed a puzzled expression, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

    Wu You pointed to the tool bag she was carrying, "I saw it all, you sewed the wound on his hand. You really have a crush on An Wu Jiao."

    "I have a crush on him?" Zhong Yirou sneered, "I still have a crush on you."

    Watching them play small things, An Wujiu actually has the illusion that this is not a survival game, but only for a second. Although he was not used to it at first, he now understands the rules of the game.

    Zhong Yirou patted him on the shoulder, "I tell you, you can't give up so easily, if you really lose your memory, then you are new to this game. I can tell you with all my mercy. , you can't be soft-hearted when you participate in any game in the altar, or you will definitely lose."

    An Wujiu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "But you can't be reckless."

    Zhong Yirou was stunned for a while, "...it's true. But no matter what game, if you get the worst card, if you don't resist in the worst situation, the situation will be even worse. How can a worthless person survive?"

    An Wujiu did not speak.

    It is indeed difficult for a worthless person to survive.

    But worthless people can hide from intrigue. Especially the invincible and dangerous person in the legend, once he loses and loses again, and retreats again, his opponent will relax, his self-esteem will be greatly inflated, and he will be ignored as a worthless person.

    This is the only way to get out of the house now.

    To win, you must lose.

    "Why don't you talk?" Zhong Yirou sighed, "I have never seen a guy like you who can't count people at the altar. Don't look at Yang Ming's own health bar. Very few, can't duel you directly, but he will definitely use other people..."

    Before they finished speaking, a harsh alarm sounded in the room, and then a familiar holy sound appeared.

    "The player initiates a duel."

    Shen Ti, who was standing by the side, whistled, but it didn't sound, a little embarrassed.

    No one thought peace would be so short-lived.

    "Initiator: Robber Role - Liu Chengwei"

    "The Challenger: The Intern - An Wujiu"

     "The duel will start in three minutes. Please come to the duel room on the right side of the living room. The challenger must not refuse the duel, otherwise the current round of blood will be directly deducted."

    It came.