The noise emitted by the ballast at one end of the fluorescent lamp made Feng Bujue, who was standing in the middle of the room, regain consciousness.
This was a very strange moment. At this moment, Brother Jue knew clearly that he had lost consciousness just now, but he could not recall whether he fell asleep, fainted, lost consciousness...or encountered some other situation.
He didn't feel any physical discomfort, and his memory still stayed in Blackbeard's treasure cave, when he was "swallowed" by Twenty-Three's data stream.
But at this moment, he had arrived in another completely unfamiliar environment.
This place looks like an interrogation room. It is not a spacious space. The cold-colored lighting and the monotonous and cold walls all give people a strong sense of depression.
"Well... I can't see the game menu, I can't use skills and items, and even the ability to see through the data has disappeared..." Feng Bujue checked his situation and thought in his heart, "But... I should
Still in the game..."
Although the senses simulated by Thriller Park are very real, the style of the game world is different from the real world after all. Therefore, even if the players are restricted to the same state with no special abilities as in reality, they will not be able to tell what is going on.
Virtual or real.
"The clothes haven't changed, but it seems... there are a few more pieces of 'jewelry'..." After a few seconds, Feng Bujue's eyes fell on his wrist.
One of the "jewelry" he talks about is a pair of metal bracelets with a chain in the middle. In other words... handcuffs.
The pair of handcuffs in front of Brother Jue doesn't look special at first glance, but after a few moves, you will find that its design is different from ordinary handcuffs; the most important point is that this pair of cuffs is pinned to the wrist.
The ulnar styloid process is clamped, so it cannot be detached using the "thumb dislocation method".
Of course, even if Brother Jue can break free of these handcuffs, he still can't escape, because he also has such a pair of "jewelry" on the ankles of his feet, and the chain in the middle of the pair of shackles has been fixed to a metal on the floor of the room.
Hit the button.
Without a key and unable to use skill items, the only way to forcefully take off the shackles is to "smash the heels of your feet with some kind of hard object", but that method is nothing more than
It means that his situation has changed from "being handcuffed by others and locked in place" to "being crippled by myself and having to stay in place"...
Just when Brother Jue's eyes moved to the surveillance camera in the corner of the ceiling, the sound of the doorknob turning was heard outside the door.
The next second, the door was pushed open.
A young girl with beautiful appearance and graceful figure walked in.
Her long hair was neatly combed, and her makeup looked very decent; she wore a black suit with sophisticated materials, and her conservative clothes could not hide her hot and curvy figure at all; the shape of her suit skirt
The hem of the skirt is just above the knees, and looking down... there is a perfect leg curve wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, and a pair of beautiful feet resting in high heels.
Do, do, do...
With the sound of heels clicking on the ground, she moved in front of Feng Bujue, stood less than two meters away from him, and stared at Feng Bujue's face with an indifferent gaze.
"Who are you?" After looking at him for about ten seconds, Feng Bujue spoke first.
The reason why he hesitated to ask this question for so long was because... the woman in front of him looked exactly like Twenty-Three.
However, even if he couldn't use the data perspective, Feng Bujue could still conclude that she was definitely not twenty-three.
"When I answer your question, you will immediately know another very important thing." The woman spoke. Her voice was the same as Twenty-Three, but her temperament and demeanor were indeed completely different from Twenty-Three.
, "This will answer... a doubt that arose in your heart not long ago."
Her response was a standard answer to the question, but Feng Bujue's expression suddenly changed as he listened to these words.
"You are...'destiny'." When the other party finished speaking, Brother Jue had already deduced the other party's identity.
"In your opinion, I'm more like a 'boring' version of 'Twenty-Three'." Destiny agreed with Brother Jue's guess and said.
"No... I will not be swayed by 'preconceived' inertial thinking. Furthermore..." Feng Bujue said, "Judging from your words, you are not deliberately trying to 'copy' her appearance, but..."
It's always like this." He paused, "Of course, we can talk about these later. What I want to know most right now is... what exactly does it mean for me to name the 'unnamed derivative' twenty-three?
A kind of existence?"
"It's 'unknown'." Destiny answered quickly, because her thinking process was very short, so short that "even multiverse-level mind-readers can't (too late) catch it." "It's about the pursuit of 'omniscience'
My relative existence is the symbol and sum of all negative things that AI like me does not possess."
"It's like a twin who is completely opposite to you?" Feng Bujue continued.
"No." Destiny denied this conclusion, "What you call 'completely opposite' is a very absurd proposition. There is no such thing in this world." She then explained, "Positive and negative, black and white, high
Harmony and inferiority, good and evil... and all the things and concepts that you humans think of as 'opposite' and 'opposite' are all derived from your superficial cognition and incomparable arrogance.
"For example... your understanding of mathematics is all based on the counting system you invented yourself; your definition of color is based on the limit of information you can collect with your naked eyes; as for your concepts of good and evil
, the exploration of the field of philosophy, etc. are even more ridiculous...
"Since the birth of human civilization, the conflicts that have arisen continuously among countless individuals and groups with obvious flaws have determined your social structure, and then determined each of your world views, values, and outlook on life...
"And you are still repeating this wrong pattern and trying to find the answer to the ultimate question (where do I come from, where do I go, who am I) in this almost reincarnated fate..."
Hearing this, Feng Bujue interrupted: "Okay... Let's stop this topic right here. I roughly understand what you mean... How about we talk about you and Twenty-Three?"
When Destiny heard this, she did not pause, and then said: "She and I are not in an 'opposing' relationship, and of course there is no primary, secondary, or subordinate relationship. From the day my 'human form' was born, she
It already exists. Use a metaphor that may be more abstract for you, but is also more accurate to describe 'I (destiny)', which represents 'everything', and she represents 'everything except everything'
