God Simulator

Lu Yao was officially sent to Huangliang Tower the next day.

People came from both the Public Health Department and the Pharmacy Bureau. The former was because it involved gods and ghosts, and the latter was because it needed to examine and treat patients. The staff were all in casual clothes.

"Ms. sir, just follow the doctor's words and everything will be fine." Hua Tong'er forced a smile on her face and said, "I'll be back in ten days at most."

Lu Yao nodded.

He followed the staff into a boxy black commercial vehicle.

Sitting in the car, Lu Yao noticed that the vehicle was still different from the real world he was in. The interior of the car is covered with white gauze, the chairs are all made of wood, and the steering wheels in the cab are wide and shaped like a ship's rudder.

The car drove slowly and at a constant speed.

The world outside Lan Ruofang is full of traffic. Most people ride bicycles, and there are only a few cars. Under the guidance of uniformed traffic police, some long trams pass by on the ground track.

The people walking on the street were of various races, including Asians with black hair and black eyes, Europeans with blond hair and blue eyes, and black people with dark skin... Lu Yao also saw suspected Indians wearing feather headdresses, and plump South American girls. .

He was in a strange mood.

This is the world where Qin Shihuang is not dead and his hegemony has just begun.

The Qin Empire became the economic, cultural and political center that dominated the world for a long time.

Elites and people with lofty ideals from all over the world rushed to this huge empire one after another to learn advanced knowledge and culture. Some of them settled here, and some took what they learned back to their motherland.

Just when Lu Yao was fascinated, the car suddenly stopped.

"We're here, get off the car, Huang Lishi."

Lu Yao walked out of the car door.

In front of you is a traditional wooden building with cornices and raised legs, a pointed roof, and octagonal structures on all four sides. It has three floors, but each floor is extremely wide.

There is an erected plaque on the upper floor "Huangliang Tower Jialu", which refers to the Class A No. 6 in Huangliang Tower.

He was sent into the building.

After completing the process of filling in his name, taking fingerprints, having all his belongings taken away, taking off his clothes and changing into special hospital clothes, Lu Yao carried a wooden bucket containing towels, soap, toilet paper and other necessary supplies to the hospital. Dormitory in Room C2 on the third floor.

There are already two people in the dormitory.

A middle-aged monk with a bright head, and a capable young man in his twenties with fanged ghost tattoos embroidered on his arms.

The monk faced the wall, his lips moving, but he could not be heard speaking.

The young man greeted him cheerfully: "Brother, you are really a brave man. I wonder what you did before?"

"The study of state government and the study of objects."

Lu Yao also followed the local customs and imitated local customs in speaking. Jianxue is his official position, that is, a physics lecturer at the state capital university, similar to a modern young teacher.

"Brother, is this your master?"

The young man was a little surprised, but then he suddenly realized: "In ancient times, the six arts of a gentleman originally required both wisdom and courage. Xiongtai is indeed quite ancient, unlike those sour scholars who have no power to tie a chicken."

"Bless me." The young man handed over his hand and said, "I used to work in the county iron factory."

Lu Yao also bowed: "Huang Jia."

There was a strange expression on the other person's face, but then it returned to normal.

People here like to address people with names, but Lu Yao himself prefers the original name of Huang Jia.

Zhu You looks normal.

But speaking of it, his name is evocative.

Zhu Youshu is a well-known witchcraft that has been recorded in various documents in ancient times.

Lu Yao looked at the corner next to him, where the monk was chanting silently. He was wearing a gray monk's robe, his eyes were lifeless, and he looked like a zombie.

"Is this what he is?"

"It's okay, it's like this every day."

Zhu You laughed: "This is Master Huiyuan, the Tibetan Master of the White Horse Temple in Luoyang. But I don't know what book I read, which made me become a demon. I was diagnosed as insane by the imperial hospital. It's just that in Luoyang Huangliang Tower was full at that time, so it was moved to Shunqing Mansion."

Later, Lu Yao found out that the owner was the librarian of the temple's scripture collection pavilion.

Zhu You said: "Master Huiyuan feels that the entire world is fake, the world is meaningless, and it will be destroyed at any time."

"This is just a box of illusions built by people with great perseverance. The gods are all fake. There are no gods and no emperors. Everyone is a projection of nothingness and fantasy. Only a few people exist. He even said in the Dharma Assembly Public statements caused a lot of commotion. These words are fine in private, but they are troublesome in public."

Lu Yao thought about it carefully.

This monk’s understanding is worthy of reference.

"Actually, I know you, Brother Huang Jia."

Zhu Youdao: "Although we are not in the same room, I have heard your name. Are you really a god who has descended into the world?"

"...I don't think so."

The other party showed a disappointed expression, but he was still unwilling to give in: "But I heard that you said here before that your name is [The Creeper] and you come from the outer world... Are you here to conquer a treasure of the First Emperor? ?”

Lu Yao was stunned when he heard this.

I didn't expect that I would actually get in touch with the Wriggling Man here.

Wait.

In other words, before him, the identity of Huang Jia was held by the Creeper?

Is it just a small chance of coincidence that Wriggling named himself Huang Jia, also known as Lux?

Hearing Lu Yao's insinuation, Zhu You was a little puzzled: "Brother Huang Jia, I don't understand. When you said the name before, did you mean your name?"

"Didn't I remember that I used a pseudonym before?" Lu Yao said deliberately.

"name……"

Zhu You's face showed confusion and confusion.

"I don't know, but your name is Huang Jia. If not Huang Jia, what would your name be?"

Asking him didn't get an answer.

In Zhu You's cognition and memory, Huang Jia is Huang Jia, but in the past, he only heard about his deeds but never met anyone.

Lu Yao changed the subject: "Then which room did I live in before this?"

"First it was Yisan, and then it moved to Jiasi." Zhu You blurted out.

The patient dormitory numbers in Huangliang Building are particular.

Category A represents the most dangerous patients. They live alone and are not even allowed to leave the house. They eat and go to the toilet in a small room. Just like a prisoner on death row, contact with the outside world is prohibited.

Category B refers to individuals with more complex and severe symptoms, who need to take large doses of drugs, and are restricted from going out on a daily basis. They can only come out when they want to relax.

Category C refers to patients with mild symptoms who can come and go at will on a daily basis and complete treatment and recovery in a more relaxed way. This group is usually those who are about to be discharged from the hospital, or patients who are not prone to harm and destruction.

According to Zhu You, Huang Jia had a sudden illness and claimed that he was a god [the Wriggling One], and he went everywhere to inquire about the First Emperor's treasury. He conscripted the patients, doctors, nurses and guards here and made them obey his orders.

The Creeper promised that as long as they complete this mission, they will be allowed to ascend to heaven, connect to their own divine kingdom, and become the followers of gods.

After he was subdued, the amount of medication was increased and he was sent to a Category A ward.

"That should have been three months ago? No... it seems to have been four months ago..." Zhu You thought hard, but the time he said always kept the same time.

"I don't remember much."

There are no clocks in the dormitory, but there is a fixed pendulum clock in the public area outside, whether it is a simple activity area or the dining hall, to tell the time.

There are one to twelve hours on a pendulum clock.

When Lu Yao arrived at the dining hall, he saw the pendulum clock showing three quarters past noon (11:45).

After a lunch of sweet potatoes, tofu soup and a small salted fish, he put the plate back into the storage window. When he came back, he found that the time had reached a quarter past five o'clock (19:15).

Nearly 7 hours passed in just a few steps.

The sky outside the window also darkened, and the orange-red sunset caused many patients to watch in front of the glass window.

Lu Yao finally realized.

There is something wrong with time in this world.

At night, he suddenly woke up after falling asleep and found that it was broad daylight outside. When he went out and looked at the pendulum clock, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

The only good thing is that the timer above his head is still intact, running according to a certain constant or in line with Lu Yao's biological clock.

Countdown display [234 hours: 19 minutes: 57 seconds]

In the standard time system perceived by his body, Lu Yao only spent one day in Huangliang Tower.

Lu Yao slowly summarized an experience.

Time in the world of the Qin Empire is not completely continuous and will jump. Sometimes time jumps forward and sometimes it jumps backward.

For example, Lu Yao had just fallen asleep, and suddenly he found that he was standing in front of the pendulum again, and the time pointed to lunch time.

Time in this world goes back and forth, but fortunately the frequency is not too high.

The people in Huangliang Tower couldn't feel it at all. Only the outsider who broke the seal and entered it felt this way.

Could it be [Advanced Immunity] that caused the partial spell failure here?

Lu Yao was not sure.

He just had a vague feeling that the world of this sealed copy might be much more difficult than he imagined. Perhaps this countdown is not used to restrict the gods, but to protect the players who enter here.

The last [Wriggling One] who entered the seal did not get what he wanted, and was subdued and locked up, indicating that the combat power here is likely to be enough to deal with the title of god.

It's not a good idea to force yourself.

Now more information needs to be collected.

It would be even better if you can find other players.

At noon, while Zhu You was taking a nap and the monk was chanting sutras silently, Lu Yao left the dormitory.

There are two people in the activity area.

A young girl was holding a book titled "Yu Fuso Kabuki Boy's Chronicles" and was reading it attentively. The only problem was that the book was upside down, but she read it with gusto.

But among Huanglianglou patients, she is considered relatively normal.

The other is an old man with gray hair. He has dark skin, heavy bags under his eyes, and a white beard. He looks like an Indian or Southeast Asian. His body was stooped and thin, and his arms and fingers appeared to be very long.

The old man was sitting at a table, writing and drawing on the paper with charcoal, and his fingers were stained black by the charcoal.

Lu Yao frowned when he saw the painting.

What is drawn on the paper is a starry sky, with a sphere similar to the sun in the center, but there are two long poles growing on both sides of the sun.

The surrounding stars are not regular star-shaped or spherical. Some are shaped like teapots, some are like clay pots, and some are like swords. There are all kinds of strange things.

The old man seems to have a clear standard for the image of these things, so he has been altering the lines to modify and correct their appearance.

Lu Yao suddenly realized something was wrong.

What is painted is not the starry sky, but the virtual universe.

The old man didn't raise his head, just painted and talked casually.

"You are also here for the First Emperor's treasury, right?"

"Do you want to cooperate?"