noffsinger Chapter 392 Cyber Ghost Dream
Chapter 392 Cyber Ghost Dream
The night is dark and the moon is rising.
Jiangcheng University of Media and Communications, the drama club's activity room.
Lin Yu looked at the message from Shen Bingmiao on his phone, "I'll wait for you in the club activity room at 10 o'clock in the evening," and gently opened the door of the club activity room.
The activity room was as messy as ever, with props for various performances piled in cardboard boxes, and four desks put together filled with spread-out scripts covered with various annotations and unfinished coffee.
In the middle of the table, there is a plastic stool, standing there like a throne.
This throne naturally belongs to the president of the "Drama Club" - Shen Bingmiao.
At this moment, Shen Bingmiao stood up wearing bright green sports shorts and a sky blue round-neck shirt, with her bangs tied up with a hairpin.
She sat cross-legged on the throne-like bench, flipping through Arthur Miller's classic play "Death of a Salesman" in her hands.
Hearing the door open, Shen Bingmiao put the book upside down on her legs and looked at Lin Yu with a smile in her eyes.
"Welcome back, my dear Ace, do you have anything to ask me?"
Lin Yu pulled a chair and sat down, looking up at the president.
"It's more of a thank you than a question - thank you for your phone, it's been a huge help to me."
Shen Bingmiao held her chin with one hand: "You're welcome. I can't use it anyway, so I might as well give it to you as a favor."
"Then how can you be sure I'll be able to use it?"
Lin Yu asked back.
Shen Bingmiao looked calm and collected. "You're a newbie... Newbies aren't picky about props, so having one is definitely better than having none."
Lin Yu laughed again: "That's a reasonable explanation - but, Senior Sister, I told you last time."
"Your acting isn't good enough."
He spoke in a calm tone, his eyes falling on Shen Bingmiao's face.
Even if he raised his head and even if the other party was looking down on him, Lin Yu still seemed to be looking at Shen Bingmiao at eye level.
"Senior, I don't have many friends, and you're the only one I can even call a friend, so I hope you won't lie to me."
Shen Bingmiao was suddenly pressed by Lin Yu, but she remained calm.
She picked up the book and scratched the side of her face with the corner of the book, then said with a smile: "Hey, why are you suddenly making the atmosphere so serious... Do you think I'm hiding something from you?"
"But what am I hiding from you... I'm hiding something from you, but I know something you're hiding from me? That's a really awkward way to put it!"
Lin Yu was not distracted by Shen Bingmiao's counter-question.
"You do know about my affairs," he said calmly, "I just don't want to involve you. But if you tell me you don't want me to hide anything from you, I will be honest with you."
Shen Bingmiao looked at Lin Yu and stood up from the stool: "My dear junior, your acting skills are not bad, but what you said is really not credible."
"Are you really going to tell me everything?"
"The S-rank rating of the Psychology Society, your 'only profession', the 'upgrades' of three 'dungeons', the dual identity of 'May May'... What are you going to tell me?"
"Or are you talking about those parts that even I don't know? Tell me, Lin Yu!"
Shen Bingmiao asked loudly, as if reciting lines from a drama.
She was aggressive and her words were sharp.
Lin Yu stood below and looked at the excited Shen Bingmiao, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew Shen Bingmiao too well - the other party's attitude was still a "playful" mentality.
What's more... although the questions asked by the other party were all secrets that he had hidden, they were also the "first level of secrets" that he had divided himself - secrets at this level could be exposed without any harm, and could even be exposed actively when necessary.
Just like what he did to "Twenty" and Li Hua.
Shen Bingmiao did not touch upon any of the deeper secrets.
but……
"Look, you're still covering it up. You clearly know more than this."
Lin Yu also stood on his chair.
He just revealed part of the secret today, and Shen Bingmiao told those exposed parts.
The timing of the other party's confession and the [props] given as gifts, even if there was no malicious intent, were not as ignorant as they appeared.
"Don't treat me like an idiot, Senior—you've been hiding just as much from me."
"Why can an ordinary 'Level 3' player arrange a meeting between me and the 'Grandmaster'?"
"That [item] you don't need is not something you can just give away!"
His eyes fell on the script in the other person's hand.
"We haven't spoken the truth in this room for ten minutes!"
Lin Yu spoke the lines from the seventh act of the play.
Shen Bingmiao was stunned for a moment, looked at Lin Yu sitting on the chair, and spoke with a sigh.
"Okay, let's be honest with each other... just like I said at the beginning."
"Aren't we supposed to be each other's most trusted friends?"
Lin Yu crossed his arms over his chest and said, "Then you start first. What is your gamer ID? What position do you hold in what organization?"
Shen Bingmiao sighed: "To be honest, I really don't want to tell you this...but since you asked me, I'll be honest."
"My code name is 'Carl Jung', and I am the 'Interim President' of the 'Psychological Society'."
When Lin Yu heard the words coming out of Shen Bingmiao's mouth, he suddenly felt creepy.
"Sorry, now that you know my true identity..."
Shen Bingmiao stretched out her hand, and in her hand, the black muzzle of a gun appeared.
Lin Yu turned around and wanted to jump off the chair and run away, but the moment he turned around, he found that the door of the club activity room had disappeared - replaced by green garbled code.
"Damn it!"
Lin Yu immediately made a judgment, turned around and drew out the [One-Hit Pistol] and [Torch of Fear], while preparing to use [Corner of the Shadowed] to dodge the attack.
but……
It's too late.
"boom!"
Shen Bingmiao pulled the trigger.
Just when Lin Yu's heart almost skipped a beat, he felt a cold touch on his forearm.
The water soaked the clothes on his left shoulder and forearm.
Shen Bingmiao burst into laughter: "Ahahaha, dear Ace, you won't say that my acting is bad now, right?"
"I've got you fooled—how could I possibly be from the Psychology Society?"
As she spoke, Lin Yu rubbed his temples.
"Of course I'll be fooled if you try to deceive people this way."
"So... which organization are you from?"
He asked this, and Shen Bingmiao spoke with a smile.
"Do you really want to know? Even if you might not like the answer?"
Lin Yu looked at Shen Bingmiao's smile, which was obviously the same as usual, but he always felt a sense of...
A feeling of sadness.
But Lin Yu finally nodded.
"I want to know, even if the answer isn't what I want."
Shen Bingmiao still kept smiling.
"Then you're asking the wrong question, dear Ace. I'm not a member of any 'organization'. I'm not lying to you about that. I don't belong to any place."
"But I lied to you somewhere else... I'm not a 'Level 3' player."
"I'm not a 'Level 3', nor am I a player."
She jumped off the chair, landed lightly on the table, stepped between the script and the coffee cup, and staggered to the edge of the table.
Then, Shen Bingmiao extended her hand towards Lin Yu.
"I don't belong anywhere... not just in the organization, but in the world."
Shen Bingmiao leaned forward, and Lin Yu subconsciously wanted to catch her outstretched hand.
However, the moment their fingertips touched, Shen Bingmiao's hand became translucent.
"Dear Ace, I am the prefix of the gift I gave you. I am wandering in this world..."
She spoke softly, and her whole body flickered, revealing a light blue light.
Lin Yu and she told the answer at the same time.
It was a beautiful and dreamy scene, just like the android in "Blade Runner 2049" standing in front of the projection.
"—Cyber Ghost."