Feng Bujue paid no attention to the changes around him, and continued to talk to himself: "When you claimed that you voted not guilty for Billy and Alden, in my opinion, you have made your position clear. ◎Literary Museum sneered He said, "Those two guys were accused of 'spreading chaos', but they were not unjust at all. It would be strange if they were found not guilty." He shrugged, "Billy likes to 'detain people and play_a_game' ', and Alden said 'If you don't tell me a ghost story, I'll kill you'. As for Rabbit and Bugs Bunny...hehe..."
The prophet still didn't respond, but the surrounding Lego bricks shook more violently.
Feng Bujue speculated: "In my opinion... In addition to the two rabbits, you were not idle in the court that day. As an old friend of Rabbit, you are obviously on his side. What do you think about the two rabbits? The attitude of the Chaos camp is also the same. So..." He waved his arm and pointed at the rhombus, "There is only one truth!"
"Suddenly he said a famous line without any sense of disobedience..." Xiaotan said with the corner of his mouth twitching.
Brother Jue continued what he just said and said to Xian Zhi: "You, like Rabbit, were detained for contempt of court, right... Humph... It's just that the place and form of your detention are different from his. Rabbit, Billy, Orr Den was imprisoned in a prison created by the Lord of Time, and you are imprisoned here."
As soon as he finished speaking, the blocks on the four walls of the room and on the ground suddenly stopped floating. The rhombus suddenly collapsed, and the Lego blocks scattered all over the floor, revealing a huge (toy-sized Jue Ge and Xiao Tan) inside. In terms of head, it is obvious that this is the head of the prophet himself. There is no projection at all, and his body is in this space.
"Ouch~" Xiao Tan exclaimed after seeing the prophet's appearance, "It turns out you are a Wookiee, a fictional race in Star Wars. The whole body is covered with long hair, mostly brown, and the face is like a long-haired Shih Tzu dog. )?"
Judging from the only head he had, the Prophet did indeed fit the image of a Wookiee, but he replied in a rather unhappy tone: "No."
"Indeed, your thoughts and actions don't sound like a Wookiee." Feng Bujue said, "It's just...after seeing your true appearance, I can't help but ask, who are the members of your so-called 'jury of twelve'? , do "people" really exist?" It was not unreasonable for him to ask this, because not one of the three jury members he knew was a human being.
"Hmph..." the prophet's head floating in the air sneered and replied: "How many races do you think there are in the multiverse? You humans are only a very small part of them."
"Okay, let's put that kind of issue aside for now. Now that you've given up pretending, let's make things clear." Feng Bujue said.
Now that the matter has come to an end, the prophet is no longer too lazy to hide it. It’s just a matter of saying it, “Since you have to get to the bottom of it, you must be mentally prepared for the facts.”
"Don't worry, my mental endurance is beyond your imagination." Feng Bujue replied.
The prophet was silent for a few seconds, sighed, and said, "I am both a prisoner here and a guard here."
"Oh...then you were also responsible for adjusting the consciousness of those prisoners?" Feng Bujue continued.
"That's right." The prophet replied, "More than that. It was me who turned them into toys." He paused, "The night shift security guards are just a few unconscious puppets, also created and controlled by me."
"Huh? Why are you doing this?" Xiaotan asked.
"Let me... tell you a story." The prophet took a long breath and seemed to be adjusting his emotions. "Once upon a time, there was a prison. This prison looked like a large supermarket. There were all kinds of things in it.
Such goods, or...'resources', including food, clothing, fuel, luxury goods, tools, weapons, etc...
There are thousands of prisoners in this prison, including men, women, old and young. They are all human prisoners from 42 main universes.
Every day, everything in this prison will be reset, the broken things will be restored, the emptied shelves will be filled, the blood stains on the ground will disappear, and the bodies of the dead will be the same. Only those things that record the date will
If a change occurs, such as the wall calendar, it will automatically be postponed by one day every day, and the production date on all food packaging will also be postponed by one day.
The doors and windows of the supermarket can be opened freely, but the city outside the supermarket is just a false illusion. If the prisoner walks out of the building, he will fall into the endless void and die directly.
Of course, survival is not a problem if you stay in this prison. No one will go hungry, and there are even many entertainment facilities for recreation. After all, the resources are inexhaustible.
At least in the first few days, people thought so...
But a problem soon arises... After every day's reset, new prisoners will appear, and they will be randomly dropped across the supermarket. There may be a few people at least, or dozens of people at most.
A week or so passed like this, and as the population increased, conflicts between prisoners became more frequent.
Initially, there were a small number of strong, aggressive prisoners competing with each other for recreational facilities, luxury goods, expensive food, beautiful women, etc. During that period, the basic survival needs of the prisoners were not yet threatened, and food and drinking water were not available.
It’s quite sufficient, so most people are quite honest.
In the following weeks, the population continued to increase unconsciously. Until one month later, there were long queues at the door of the few toilets. Two months later, one-third of the supermarket was filled with excrement.
There was a stench. In the remaining two-thirds of the area, people crowded together to eat. On the tenth day of the third month...the prisoners who formed gangs and occupied the food, women and entertainment areas were massacred by other prisoners.
, because the latter has reached the point where he can only eat one meal a day and has no sex at all when excreting.
After that incident, the problem of resources was slightly alleviated, but the fear still remained in people's hearts. So, a government-like agency was born. They established a set of order, stipulating that food should be distributed reasonably and luxury goods should be rotated.
Limited time use, robbery, murder, rape and other acts that harm others should be punished, and they even have a population registration system..."
"This is probably the most ironic thing I have ever heard." Feng Bujue continued after hearing this, "A group of prisoners are trying to enforce laws and regulations in a prison."
"This is the contradiction of human nature..." Xiao Tan also thought thoughtfully, "When living in a civilized society, people long for freedom and indulgence. But under the law of the jungle, people also expect safety.
and order.”
The prophet sighed again, and then continued to narrate: "However, politics is a dirty thing after all. If a system is implemented, there must be executors. Those supervisors who have put in the work will naturally want to be allocated more resources.
The problem of the increasing number of prisoners has not been fundamentally solved.
So, after some time, to be precise two months and three days after the first massacre... the resources were once again in serious crisis. It was then discovered that the administration had become another oppressor for other prisoners
The hegemonic group is no different from the original group of bullies who were massacred.
As expected, the second mass killing broke out. After the bloody storm, the survivors finally realized that there was only one way to maintain peace. That was to keep the number of prisoners in the prison at a safe value forever.
As a result, hundreds of survivors reached a consensus - to kill every new batch of prisoners who arrived from that day on.
Days like this lasted for a long time. During that period, after the reset at midnight every day, the first thing the old prisoners had to do was to find the new prisoners who appeared all over the supermarket and kill them all. Then... they could
Have a restful day.
However, the number of new prisoners thrown in every day is not fixed. Over time, there will always be fish that slip through the net. Some people, out of selfish motives, secretly keep and hide some beautiful women and force them on the condition that they are not killed.
Be a slave.
In short... After a period of accumulation, the conflict finally broke out. After that, a new pattern emerged. The prisoners were divided into several different forces. Each occupied an area. Each faction had their own agenda.
They have their own principles and positions in their behavior. They fight with each other for resources. Although there are casualties among each other, they can be supplemented by new prisoners. "
"Eh?" Xiaotan suddenly realized, "This is not the current situation..."
"Yes, it's almost the same." The prophet continued: "But it's different." He looked down at the two players, "If you were in my position, you would be willing to see a group of humans performing all kinds of dirty things in front of you every day.
Drama, intrigue, flesh and blood... Or would you rather watch a group of toys fight a bloodless war?"
"So...you used your ability to change this prison..." Feng Bujue continued.
"Yes, after adjusting their consciousness, these prisoners will think that they are like the characters in "Toy Story", in a supermarket in the human world. When the business ends every day, they will become active
, fight for honor. During the day, they will enter a state of unconscious dormancy under my ability." The prophet continued, "After many experiments and corrections, I have blocked many areas in their thinking. At this stage,
This operation is almost perfect. The toys will still avoid the security puppets I sent, but their awareness of 'not being discovered by humans' is limited to this."
The prophet took a deep breath and continued: "When I was imprisoned in this prison, the crime was not only contempt of court, but also the main reason was my 'tendency to chaos'. In order to punish me, the Court of Truth specially designed this
Prison, just to display all kinds of sins in front of me, endless sins... as a kind of torture.
And you humans are the best actors. You are selfish, stubborn, conceited, cunning, fragile, ignorant, arrogant, hypocritical, dirty, savage, jealous, greedy, lustful, irritable, stupid, and unrepentant!
But I finally found a way to escape from it...
I relieved the physiological needs of the prisoners, effectively maintained the population, and limited their activity time, establishing this system that can last forever. On the premise of retaining the soul's individuality, I neutralized human nature.
The complex desires and ugliness are transformed into a pure, but not cruel will to fight. I brought you humans, this hopeless race, under control!"
The prophet said this, and his emotions became more and more excited: "Now, do you understand? There is nothing that you need to 'end' here!" He said in a gloomy tone: "I didn't want to say so much, but I don't want to say it at this moment.
I’ve already said it, you should be satisfied, right? Crazy.”
Brother Jue wiped his sweat and said, "Uh...well, thank you for your hard work..."
At this time, the fragments of the building blocks on the ground floated in the air again, gathered around the prophet's head, and wrapped it up again, forming the rhombus with an ever-changing surface.
"Very good, then..." the prophet took a long breath and said, "Ten minutes ago, that is, before you risked your life to reveal my identity as a prisoner and asked the truth, I tried to tell you this sentence...
..." He paused, "Don't get involved in the war! Go find the other two travelers from other worlds, and then get out of here!"
