"If you want to build a tower, you should use bricks." The second avatar said seriously from the side. The avatar of the fat house said: "How about following the Spartan way of guarding Hot Spring Pass, using the corpses of Persian soldiers to build a human wall?
I personally recommend it.”
As expected, it was my original idea, and it will not come out of his mouth unless it goes bad.
Lin thought for a while and decided to follow the steps step by step and learn how to build a tower in real life. The first step, of course, is to cut the magic materials into appropriate sizes and then use shaping to make bricks.
So is the Shaping Technique useful? Lin cast the magic of the Shaping Technique on the severed arm. In the strange scene of green light, the arm dissolved like mud and was reshaped into a rather large, square piece.
The aspect ratio of bricks certainly conforms to the golden ratio, which is almost intuitive.
Picking up the first brick in the dream, the three selves looked at it carefully at the same time. Although the power contained in it was a little thin, it could still be clearly felt. With the encouragement and expectant eyes of the other two selves,
In the middle, Lin walked a few steps away and laid the first brick on the dreamland.
Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed, thunder rumbled. The remaining clouds were taken away by the sky, and the blue sky seemed to be dyed black, step by step, from day to pure black. The grassland also disappeared, and there was no such thing as even a so-called
The ground was completely empty up and down, left, right, and around, except for four of them, one dead and three alive, existing in this void.
The bricks pressed on the ground were firmly fixed in the void, vaguely dividing the ground and the space outside. The three of them looked at this almost nothing. Perhaps this is the most primitive thing behind the dream.
appearance.
"So...can it work?" Lin asked with some uncertainty.
But the incarnation of Fat Mansion said: "Look at this posture, do you want us to build from the floor? And I don't like to complain, but the brick is really too big. Are you going to build a pyramid?"
The second incarnation said: "Do you think this environment looks like an interface?"
After hearing what I said, I realized that this black and white thing with nothing is very suitable as a development interface for CAD software. As soon as my mind changed, I realized that the Tower of the Great Sage, which I am most familiar with and have lived in for a while, is represented by a dotted line.
The appearance of the outline, from the foundation, beams and columns to the thickness of the wall and the support of the ceiling, is a proportional 3D perspective, standing in this void.
At the corner of the foundation is the brick that was just pressed up, and it is obviously much larger in size. In other words, the brick is too big.
Lin Qianqian cut off most of the brick, and then used the shaping technique again. This time, the size was just right, just filling the space within the dotted line, exactly. And it was this perfect fit that made the brick body diverge.
A bit of spiritual light emitted, rippling in the empty space.
Lin chuckled and suddenly rolled forward, narrowly dodging two knives coming from behind. He looked at his two selves, who were smashing their mouths with exaggerated expressions of regret, and said: "I've already guessed that you two bitches
People will attack you from behind. As expected."
Before he could respond, the avatar of Fat Man stabbed the short man next to him with a knife. The machete passed through his neck and came out from the other side, along with blood flowing along the blade. He touched his belly with one hand and smiled.
Said: "Then did you guess this?"
With a drag of the sword, the head fell to the ground. The headless body of the second incarnation fell to its knees sadly, threw itself forward, and fell into the dust. And the same severe pain hit Lin's neck. It felt as if his neck was broken. The feeling is so clear.
After a while, not far away, a young man wearing a junior high school uniform and a shaved head appeared again. He did not shout angrily, nor did he show any expression of dissatisfaction, he just looked at the other two himself.
A communication without words was conveyed in the eyes. The three of them all knew that an endless bloody battle was about to begin.
Lin stepped back, turned around, and transformed into a young general in blue robes and silver armor, holding a gentian spear, and shouted: "Changshan Zhao Zilong is here! You are an inch long and an inch strong. You are a fat man, and you are a double criminal. The muddy ones will be killed without even touching the neck. My dream is up to me."
The two avatars looked at each other, and the figure of Fat Man slowly faded away, replaced by a man wearing a red and green horizontal striped sweater and a brown and black bowler hat. The sharp iron claw of his right hand gently slid across the cheek full of burn scars. .
But the second incarnation has become quite powerful, wearing a messy sportswear, but the hockey mask and the even bigger machete in his right hand undoubtedly recreate the classic image of a murderous maniac.
Seeing the transformations of his two opponents, Lin couldn't help but feel aggrieved and shouted: "This is not fair, you can be killed by what you have become."
Five finger claws and a machete pointed at someone who transformed into the image of Zhao Yun in Dynasty Warriors, and said: "One inch long, one inch strong, that's what you said. Compared with length, you are the most powerful, aren't you. Oh. , clap your hands." Freddy, who was transformed into Fat Man, was consistent with his joking personality and speech. But Jason remained silent.
In a blink of an eye, Jason's huge and eye-catching figure suddenly disappeared from sight.
Who is this heading towards?
A warning flashed in his mind, and Lin rolled toward a lazy donkey next to him, narrowly dodging the fatal machete again. But he was not the only enemy. He rolled and got up. Although he was holding a big gun, he pretended to be He became that famous general, but to be honest, he didn't know how to use it at all. He could only play around and try to protect himself.
However, in this flurry of dancing, there was no feeling of cutting anything, and I was not hurt. If I looked carefully, I saw two ghost kings fighting together, performing the classic drama of Jason vs. Freddy in this dreamland.
Do you want to watch the excitement from the sidelines? How can this be allowed? Lin charged with his gun pointed, accompanied by a heart-rending roar. It was Freddy's iron claws that were too cruel, cutting people like Lingchi. Although the injured was Zhong Er Incarnated as Jason, Lin felt the same way, so he couldn't do it without roaring. Roaring like this was not only to strengthen his courage, but also to release the unbearable pain.
It’s only when bad guys die because they talk too much that rookies shout during sneak attacks. Zhu Tu’s reckless tactics only make those who rush in with a dull head become the target of others again. In the fierce battle, the ghost king in Lin Sha got close to him. Opening and closing, he was suddenly attacked by a third party and became the target of being beaten.
Jason stabbed a machete neatly into someone's stomach. He also pushed it forward, skewering the person behind him into a candied haws.
Freddy was close behind him, with his terrifying ugly face hanging on his shoulder. There were blood bubbles in his mouth, and he muttered: "Well done, damn kid, you are worthy of me."
Jason calmly pulled out the machete. The huge wound caused blood to spray like rain, and his strength also disappeared. The person in front of him seemed to be the cold murderer himself, the second knife, the third knife..., huge
His strength allowed him to stab two people at once with a knife, which was as easy as poking tofu. Until finally, he swung the knife violently, and the two big heads fell to the ground.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw Jason not far away. The machete in his hand was still bleeding, and he was walking towards the resurrected person.
Lin didn't say much, and immediately Hulked up and turned into the big green guy who dominates Marvel. He yelled angrily at the silent murderer. Suddenly, his buttocks hurt, as if he had been pricked by a needle. Suddenly, his whole body was covered in green.
The muscles, like a deflated balloon, quickly shriveled up.
Just after his resurrection, Lin Na's full strength also weakened as his body size faded. He turned around and looked at the incarnation of Fat Man standing behind him, dressed in the ancient costume of Lin Qingxia's version of the Invincible Oriental, twisting the embroidery needle in his hand, as if smiling
He looked at someone with a non-smile and said: "Don't think that whatever you look like will determine your abilities. It's fake, everything is fake. Even if you become a black warrior, you won't be able to produce the Force.
"
"Then you committed suicide in order to practice the Sunflower Book."
"If you want to practice magic, you must first practice self-conception. You can succeed without self-conception. Don't you understand the truth of this online version of the Sunflower Book? Besides, I just want to poke you with a needle. This image deceives society.
use."
The fat house version of Dongfang Bubai laughed and said nothing more. He inserted the embroidery needle and his arm into someone's chrysanthemum, killing him. From this, the battle continued.
Every time he is resurrected, he puts on a different image to fight. No one can use a certain image and ability to desperately kill others and keep himself alive. Almost everyone dies in turn, and the corpse is left in the same place.
It was originally a dreamy void of nothingness, but now it is difficult to move even an inch.
The three of them seemed to be obsessed with each other. They were constantly hurting each other, whether it was physically or mentally.
After being resurrected for an unknown number of times, not far away was the poor creature who was resurrected at the same time as himself. The second incarnation did not change its appearance this time. Instead, it became a variant of the g virus, and it was unclear whether it was its tentacles or its penis that were dancing.
The strange object, which looked like a fat man who had lost his mind, also stopped at this moment. The huge eyeball bones on his body were spinning around.
In fact, everyone is tired after the battle. Every time, no matter who died, everyone feels the same. After enduring the torture again and again, this seemingly endless battle finally ushered in the first glimmer of hope.
transformation.
It was discovered by the second incarnation. Compared with the body left behind at the beginning, its integrity was good; but a few times before the battle stopped, although the beheaded self was also lying in the void, it was gray and white.
fragile situation.
In order to prove the difference between the two, he even took an arm that had been chopped off for a while and smashed it against the gray corpse. The gray thing turned into fly ash on the spot. But the body that was left earlier was still solid.
.
"This..." The purpose of killing each other is to accumulate materials for building towers in the dream. If the materials cannot be preserved, then there is no reason or excuse to kill each other. Three people, you look at me, I look at you,