Chapter 102: What kind of disease would make you want to drink ice water? (Please subscribe)
Opening his eyes, due to the experience of the previous two plot simulations, he took the lead in looking around and quickly confirmed that this was a large logistics park.
His eyes immediately fell on an unloading worker not far away, but the moment he saw the worker, a large amount of memories of the host instantly flooded into his mind, and all the unknown information in the scene was filled in.
As he judged, this is a large logistics park in Xiamen City, Fujian Province.
The host Jiang Chao, 33 years old, is a courier driver who came to Xiamen from Sichuan Province to work.
It was nine o'clock in the morning, and he was waiting for the goods to be loaded and then delivered to various express delivery points in the city.
Zhang Yang is not too anxious. Although there are only 5 opportunities to simulate the node this time, with the experience of many previous simulations, there is a high probability that events will be triggered, and then he can follow the events to promote the plot. .
At first, the death of blood was the car accident that came over the intercom, but the fate of a generation was that the FBI police arrested people in the airport terminal.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yang suddenly felt a little tired. He saw a stone pier next to him and simply sat on it.
Sure enough.
After a while, a man of similar age came over with a bottle of drink.
From the memory of the original owner, he learned that the man's surname was Meng, and his name was Meng Pengfei. Like Jiang Chao, he was a driver for an express company, and the two had a pretty good relationship.
Going up to him, Meng Pengfei skillfully handed over a cigarette:
"Come on, Brother Chao, give me a whole cigarette, just give it to the boss if he's in a good mood."
>Zhang Yang took the cigarette and looked at Meng Pengfei. He knew that Meng Pengfei in front of him was most likely the key figure in the next plot.
But he didn't smoke, so after thinking about it, he simply hung the cigarette on his ear.
"Hey, what's wrong? Did you quit smoking today?"
Zhang Yang smiled and found a reason:
"My throat hurts."
"Oh."
Meng Pengfei suddenly understood, and then lit one for himself:
"You have two packs of cigarettes a day, so you might as well smoke less."
"By the way, I heard that you guys stayed up late again last night Playing cards until three in the morning?”
Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, trying to recall the memory of the original owner.
The original owner's living habits were indeed very poor. Not to mention smoking and drinking, it was common for him to stay up late and play cards until two or three in the morning.
But before he could speak, Meng Pengfei continued:
“Please stay up less late. I read the news a few days ago and there was an online author who stayed up late to write a novel and almost died suddenly.”
“ Staying up late is really bad for your health.”
Zhang Yang nodded in response.
At this moment, Meng Pengfei picked up the drink in his right hand and took a sip. Only then did Zhang Yang see that it was Sprite.
He swallowed involuntarily, and Meng Pengfei's voice came to his ears again.
"Okay, just wait here for loading. My car will be loaded soon, so I'll leave first."
"Well, okay."
Zhang Yang watched Meng Pengfei leave. He did not find anything unusual in his conversation with Meng Pengfei, nor did he get much useful information.
“Strange.”
Zhang Yang frowned slightly, feeling a little weird.
However, he was not in a hurry, and continued to wait where he was. But one minute, two minutes, and three minutes passed, and no one appeared in the scene to communicate with him.
He was a little anxious.
I got up and tried to chat with the stevedore to see if I could find any clues. However, the conversation with the stevedore was normal and no useful information was obtained.
He began to search the surrounding environment, but there was still no clue.
About five minutes later, while Zhang Yang was confused and confused, the picture became blurry, and then a clear voice came:
"Ten minutes have passed for this simulation. Exit the copy and start settlement."
【The Silent Killer plot simulation is over. 】
【Discovery degree: 0%. 】
【Valid clues found: 0/4. 】
[Reward: None. 】
[Evaluation: None. 】
[Remaining number of activations: 4 times]
[This simulation has not been completed and the ending has not been reached. 】
Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, and first noticed the ten-minute simulation time prompt coming from his ear.
He did not expect that this time the simulation copy would not only have a limit on the number of times, but it would not be a plot-triggered push node like before, but would have a fixed time of ten minutes.
And...
Valid clues found: 0/4.
Gradually, Zhang Yang understood a little bit. This dungeon seemed not to promote the plot, but that he needed to find clues by himself?
Limit the number of times, limit the time, find clues... Zhang Yang took a deep breath and felt pressure for the first time.
Seeing that there were only 4 simulations left, he was not in a hurry to start the simulation again, and quickly reviewed the simulation just now in his mind.
But after careful review, he still didn't find any effective clues.
"We still have to enter again. This time we must carefully observe all suspicious situations."
Zhang Yang made up his mind and immediately entered the simulation again.
"Pharmaceutical Simulation Node 3: Silent Killer!"
"Start!"
It was still the same logistics park, still the same host memory, and Zhang Yang still sat on the stone pier.
About half a minute later, Meng Pengfei came over again.
“Come on, Brother Chao, give it to me for a whole piece of flower, just because the boss is in a good mood.”
Zhang Yang took the cigarette and originally wanted to hang it on his ear like last time, but he suddenly reacted and put the cigarette in his mouth, then touched the lighter on his body and lit it.
He didn't know how to smoke, but the moment he lit the fire, the host's body took a puff of it as if it were familiar muscle memory, and then slowly spit it out.
Nicotine mixed with smoke was inhaled into the lungs, and Zhang Yang obviously felt a little more comfortable.
Seeing this, Meng Pengfei said:
"Brother Chao, you smoke two packs of cigarettes a day. Have you had a physical examination during this company's physical examination?"
Zhang Yang recalled the memory of the host and said slowly:
"No, I have been in the company for less than a year, and there is no physical examination arranged for me this year."
"Oh."
"But you'd better get a physical examination, which only costs a few hundred yuan."
"I see that you have serious dark circles under your eyes recently, and your blood and energy are obviously not good. Be careful that you are sick."
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"Okay."
Zhang Yang nodded.
At this moment, Meng Pengfei unscrewed the Sprite in his hand and took a sip like last time. Zhang Yang watched intently, and even saw the water droplets on the Sprite bottle that had condensed due to the lower temperature after refrigeration.
Suddenly,
He licked his lips subconsciously.
Moreover,
a strong signal of wanting to drink ice sprite came simultaneously in my mind.
Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment. He was not too cold about carbonated drinks. He couldn't help but lick his lips when he saw a bottle of Sprite that was steaming out of air. He couldn't help but want to drink iced Sprite!
The next second he reacted, was this a conditioned reflex of the host body?
But he was even more surprised!
The host is a normal male. How much does he like to drink Sprite, and he especially likes to drink ice Sprite? So much so that there is a conditioned reflex?
At this moment, Meng Pengfei continued:
"Okay, just wait here for loading. My car will be loaded soon, so I will leave first."
Zhang Yang had no reason to stay, but as Meng Pengfei left, he found that his strong desire to drink ice Sprite or ice water did not disappear, but became stronger and stronger.
He tried hard to control it, but the feeling of thirst and wanting to drink ice water came out uncontrollably!
Suddenly, he suddenly realized that this might be a disease.
But,
What kind of disease can make you want to drink ice water or ice sprite? !
Zhang Yang had no clue. Fortunately, five minutes later, the copy time ended and he retreated into the void.
【The Silent Killer plot simulation is over. 】
[Discovery rate: 25%. 】
【Effective clues found: 1/4. 】
[Reward: None. 】
[Evaluation: You have noticed that the host likes drinks very much, especially ice drinks. 】
【Remaining number of activations: 3 times】
[This simulation is not completed and the ending has not been reached. 】
Looking at only three copies left, Zhang Yang did not dare to start the simulation rashly.
The first thing he needs to figure out now is, what is the reason, or what disease makes the host want to drink ice water or ice sprite? !
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