One hundred and twentieth chapters three themselves
In this inexplicable world, a third voice came out. Lin turned around and saw that he was wearing a junior high school uniform, with a crew cut and glasses.
When he appeared newly, he wanted to maintain a rational image. Unfortunately, the damage just now had not passed yet. The second incarnation could only hold up the frame of his eyes with one hand, support the second one with the other hand, and said: "Don't do this kind of thing again."
This is the second time. Otherwise I will fall out and everyone will look bad."
Looking at this new self, Lin had mixed feelings in his heart. He couldn't help but say: "Isn't there an ordinary person in my subconscious?"
"Whose subconscious mind is an ordinary person?" the second incarnation asked rhetorically.
"Well, I really don't know." That's right, Lin doesn't know. He doesn't even know whether the two selves in front of him are just a part of the dream, or whether they are the id and superego as Freud said.
The second incarnation seemed to know what he was thinking. He stood up straight and pretended to be an adult, saying, "Because you think we exist, we exist. If you think we don't exist, then we don't exist."
"Then what are you?"
But the incarnation of Fat Mansion smiled and said: "Hey, didn't I say that? Whatever you think we are, we are. The devil knows what we are, you can only ask yourself, what are we."
"Isn't it fun to confuse yourself?" the second incarnation said.
"I'm happy, you don't care." Starting with this, Fei Zhailin and Zhong Erlin launched a series of complaints and counter-complaints. The tricks were not repetitive, but they were also to the point, and every sentence was hurtful.
Someone's head was so big that he quickly stopped himself...the other two people.
"Wait a minute! Can you do business first and stop talking nonsense?"
"What's the business then?" the two avatars asked simultaneously.
"How do I know? I only thought about coming in, but I didn't think about what I would do after coming in."
"Then you can think about it now." These were the words of the second incarnation.
"Wait a minute, let me get some potato chips and a Coke first." This is the incarnation of the fat house...
Feeling overwhelmed and wanting to quit the dream, and even more so to die, Lin said feebly: "I just want to see if I can build an invincible castle in the dream world, and have resource points that allow me to produce troops."
of."
"Heroes are invincible." The avatar of Fat Man extended his voice and said with a smile: "Why don't you say build a Death Star like in Star Wars? Anyone who comes will be blown away with a single blow of the Star Destroyer Cannon."
The second incarnation, however, adjusted his glasses that were slightly lowered and said, "Don't say things that you haven't seen before and that are unreasonable."
"Hey, this is a place where imagination is boundless. There's nothing you can't do except what you can't imagine." Feizhai's incarnation complained.
"In people's daydreams, girls from rich families will take the initiative to cheat, and even get a few famous models to be mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, and mistresses. What about you? If you don't change your true nature, you will go from failure in real life to
In a dream." The second incarnation countered without hesitation.
After being complained harshly, the incarnation of Fat Man turned to look at Lin and said: "Hey, this is you. Is it necessary to hurt each other like this? Teach him a lesson, okay."
However, Lin noticed an important point mentioned by the second incarnation. He said: "Can't something happen that I haven't seen before and that is unreasonable?"
After hearing the question raised by the ego, the two avatars stopped arguing and stared at someone with idiotic eyes. The second avatar was the more rational one and said: "According to the apprentice-level three-ring magic - Dream Appearance Manifestation
Due to the limitations of magic, the presentation of things in dreams in reality will be subject to factors such as the ability of the caster and the environment. Simply put, what you want to manifest must comply with the rules of reality. It is impossible to let it happen
When you fantasize about Cybertron, you bring out the Autobots and Decepticons. Of course, if someone else enters your dream, as long as you still have the control, what can and cannot appear in the dream
, even if you think it counts. You should also understand this extremely reasonable setting. So if you ask questions knowingly, do you want to pretend to be dead, or do you want to highlight your own stupidity? "
The scolding was so reasonable that I couldn't even refute it. Moreover, in the conversation with myself, I also explained that it is impossible to play the castle explosion style, and it is also impossible to play high-tech crushing. So this dream world
, what use can be made? Or should we give up just to avoid becoming the target of the nightmare creatures in the abyss.
Suddenly an idea came to my mind uncontrollably. Regardless of the weapons I had only seen in novels or read about in some data, the former was like a space battleship, the latter was like a nuclear bomb, and those that I had never actually come into contact with
s things.
I have encountered it myself, and the most lethal car is definitely not the car driven in the earth era. If someone is unhappy, they will rush at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour. If they don't die, they will hit the car again. Instead, they will live in the Lost Land for a while.
The magic tower was kicked out after a while.
Building a tower in a dream? As soon as this idea emerged, it was accompanied by countless thoughts. The scenery in front of me even changed color. In the vast grassland, a magic tower suddenly stood up, straight into the sky.
The three of them stood at the bottom of the magic tower, looking up at the towering tower with no top visible.
The incarnation of Fat Man smiled and said: "Actually, you are the part that belongs to me. I always fantasize about this kind of thick and long giant thing. Even I have to admire it when I see it."
The second incarnation showed no mercy. He flicked his fingers towards the tower and said, "It's all fake." The magic tower collapsed in response. No matter how big the falling rocks or the heavy dust were, they were just like phantoms.
It passed by. In just a moment, the scenery in front of me returned to the endless grassland.
Lin was dumbfounded as he watched the 10,000-foot tall tower rise from the ground and then instantly turn into ashes. He only said: "This..." and had nothing to say.
However, the second incarnation stretched out his hand to hold up his slightly lowered glasses and said: "All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, shadows, dew, and lightning. They should be viewed in this way. You understand these, but you have never taken them seriously."
The Diamond Sutra. Thinking of these four sentences, Lin remembered a friend who had studied the Buddhist scriptures quite a lot. He once said: Buddhism is actually atheism, and everything mentioned in the scriptures is a method of practice. It’s just that
The Buddha also said that since it is no longer the time for practice, you will get twice the result with half the effort. Therefore, in order to help those who are behind, you must always chant my name, get close to me, and share some Buddha energy to help you in your practice.
I won’t go into the too profound theories in the Buddhist scriptures. To put it simply, it can only be explained in eight words: get rid of illusions and pursue truth. So is there anything more imaginary than dreams? In this case, building a pagoda in a dream is not a good idea.
has no meaning?
Looking around, there are only grass, clouds, and the blue sky. There is no resource ore, let alone high-grade sulfur and crystal, or low-grade wood and stone, and there is no gold or gas.
Whether you want to follow the style of Invincible Heroes or the style of Star Sea Hegemony, it is impossible.
As the saying goes, it is difficult for a wise woman to make a meal without rice. If you have the goal of building a tower in your dream, you can only give up? Lin helplessly looked at the other two, then looked down at himself... then looked at the other two, and then looked down.
Take a look at this one for yourself…
"Hey, what are you planning? Why do I think it's not good?" the avatar of the fat house took a few steps back and said exaggeratedly. The avatar of the middle two pretended to be wise, adjusted the frames of his glasses and said: "
Although it is a bad idea, it is still an idea. The question is, can you stick to it?"
Lin answered himself seriously and said: "There is no other choice now. If there is an opportunity in front of you, would you be willing not to try it? Don't say that you think differently than me."
"Well, indeed not. Then the second question to consider is, will we be willing to do it?"
The two meanings of willingness before and after were obviously different, and Lin could also hear it. The former one was about not doing it because of the chance, while the latter one was about the fact that in this dream world, the only three people who might be real people
, the issue of sacrifice for building a tower. Lin could only say helplessly: "It's all for our own good, so sacrifice is necessary and a last resort. Isn't it?"
After the second incarnation thought about it seriously, he nodded and said: "Yes, that's right. I agree."
When Lin heard the answer, he happily patted his middle school self and said, "That's great, you really deserve to be me." But halfway through his happiness, the hands that he patted on the shoulders of his middle school avatar were held down.
In astonishment, he looked at the second incarnation with a sly look in his eyes and said: "We are all equal, so the sacrifice is the same for everyone. Do you agree with this?"
It was too late to say, but it was quick to say that before the realization came, two machetes, one on the left and one on the right, removed Lin's arms. The Chuuji incarnation in front of him, the knife hanging by his side was still dripping with blood.
.There was no arrogance or pride in his expression. His frown looked more like he was enduring some kind of pain.
The other knife next to him was naturally held in the hand of the incarnation of Fat Mansion. His expression was ferocious and his face was twisted. It seemed that he had done something that made him happy, but at the same time he was in pain. He wanted to laugh, but instead
A toothy smile.
Lin couldn't think about the reason, and the knife in his abdomen made him realize his situation, but it was too late. The avatar of Feizhai gritted his teeth, and swung his right hand holding the knife towards someone's neck. One knife, two cuts,
Heads fell to the ground.
Story─End
What a joke! Lin's eyes suddenly opened, and he stood up suddenly as if springing to his feet, alerting his surroundings.
The sky was still the same and the grassland was still the same. Fei Zhai and Zhong Er stood not far away and looked at the resurrected people. Fei Zhai waved his hand and said loudly: "Come over quickly if you are resurrected. We have to
Discuss how to deal with this thing."
Half suspicious, half confused. Lin Yiyan went forward, only to find a man who had been dismembered, who was himself dressed as Mi Di.
Lin, Zhong Er and Fei Zhai stood together, looking at their tragic death, with mixed feelings in their hearts. It was Zhong Er who was the first to break the deadlock and said: "Let's think about how to use this thing first, otherwise I will be in vain.
Die once."
Lin said with some dissatisfaction: "It was 'I' who died, not...──" Suddenly he remembered the identities of the other two people. In fact, they were also me, so Lin decided to put aside this inconclusive topic. "Forget it, I won't talk about it.
Those...when I died, did you discuss how to use this...relict?"
"Hey, Yishuai. Do you really think you are cultivating yourself?" the avatar of Fat House complained mercilessly.