The old, shabby, small and shabby motel, together with its light sign that had fallen a layer of gray after the power was cut off, appeared under the sky again, right between Lin Sanjiu, the town, and Youhu Park.
Away from the same kind of people, standing alone in the wind and sand between heaven and earth, the motel seemed to shrink its shoulders.
"I really didn't expect that you have discovered our true nature."
The red T-shirt was completely dry, and there was no sign that he had been pushed into the carp pond. Just like before, when he was released from the motel, his back was exposed to Lin Sanjiu - now,
Lin Sanjiu knew why he was so defenseless.
"Although it can no longer operate like a dungeon in a doomsday world, our dungeon site is still an absolute existence."
The red T-shirt explained as he stepped into the pitifully small open space under the motel - he called it the parking lot.
"Are you coming in?"
He looked at Lin Sanjiu and saw that she was still standing motionless several meters away, and the red T-shirt sighed.
"There's nothing you can do if you don't believe me...but I really don't have any ill intentions towards you. The reason why I brought it out is because it can ensure the safety of our conversation."
"What do you mean?" Lin Sanjiu asked, crossing her arms. "What is absolute existence?"
She was asking questions, but her mind was still a little dazed; it seemed that only half of her was standing here at the moment, and the other half seemed to be still standing on the lake shore, still preparing to jump down.
As time passes by second by second, it gradually becomes a sin for her; knowing clearly what she should do, but not doing it, but can only stand here, is clearly both her crime and her punishment.
.
"Just like the dungeons you have experienced, our dungeon venue cannot be destroyed or penetrated." The red T-shirt didn't seem to notice that her mind was not in her mind, and said: "If we go in to talk, people outside can't
It may be possible to detect..."
Before he finished his sentence, he probably saw the flash of expression on Lin Sanjiu's face. He smiled bitterly, raised his hands and said, "Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't go in. We are already far away from other people."
It was indeed very far away. If Lin Sanjiu had bypassed the motel, the lake park would have looked like a small forest rising slowly, even the lake would have been covered.
She couldn't see the lake, couldn't see the puppet master, how did she know he was still there?
Perhaps with every breath, he was gradually drifting away, but she was still confused.
Lin Sanjiu suppressed her anxiety and asked, "Since it's just a shell of a copy site, why don't you let me jump into the lake?"
"Although it can't run like a copy, we can still have basic control over it. After all, it is a part of our existence, just like... it's like you can control your own hand and use it to grab a stone."
The red T-shirt shook his head and continued: "I don't know why you want to jump down... but as long as that person is willing, he can use the lake water to hold you firmly underneath, no matter how old you are.
Powerful evolvers are meaningless."
Lin Sanjiu's hand firmly grasped his elbow.
It turns out that this is how puppet masters are controlled.
She had walked into Carp Pond House and accidentally entered the grove before, but she had not been trapped by the dungeon. It was partly luck and partly due to the blessing of "meeting an old friend in a foreign land"; but the dungeon in Lake Park was different - it
Meet Lin Sanjiu.
The copy of Youhu that wanted to escape from the puppet master's control back then - of course, it didn't know at that time that the person controlling it was the puppet master - was detained for such a long time, no wonder it harbored a grudge, right?
After all, there are still opportunities to earn from evolutionary abilities from time to time, but controlled copies are extremely rare... The puppet master's special items come and go, but he has never let go of the copies.
When Lin Sanjiu was slightly distracted, Hong T-shirt scratched his neck and said, "I'm going to tell you the truth. I hope you won't be offended. After all, you are only a human being. There are many ways we can do it here."
We can deal with you, but there is nothing you can do against us."
The red T-shirt is really not being polite, what he said next is really offensive.
"It seems arrogant to say this, but there are levels of hierarchy among the creations in the doomsday world... Our copy is a creation that is just above you and is one level higher than you." He spread his hands and said: "
What can you do with the dungeon? How many evolvers have disappeared in the dungeon? I have never heard of any of the dungeons that disappeared in the hands of the evolvers."
Lin Sanjiu changed her center of gravity several times, feeling as if her feet were about to leave her body and walk out.
The top priority was to fish out the puppet master first, but the problem was that she didn't dare to expose the puppet master before finding out the red T-shirt's intention.
"Then why did you help a low-level creature?" She stared at the red T-shirt and said, "When you found out that I was not a copy, didn't you say nothing?"
"But I didn't do anything to you." Red T-shirt put his hands into his trouser pockets, kicked the pebbles on the ground with one foot, and said, "I was... really surprised at that time. I didn't expect to be here.
I saw a human. I didn’t know what to do, but I knew I couldn’t let you continue walking between copies alone, so I subconsciously wanted to delay it for a while to buy time to think... so I left with you.
It took so long, but you finally pushed me into the pool."
He smiled sheepishly, and a small ponytail-like fine line tightened on the dry cheek skin.
"What will the copy do to me after it finds me?" Lin Sanjiu asked quickly.
The red T-shirt sighed. "This is a place where humans shouldn't exist... I don't know what will happen after you are discovered. After all, this kind of thing has never happened before, but I think it won't be good. This is the only place where humans should exist..."
A copy of the Karma Museum world...how to put it, I don’t know how to express this concept in human words.”
He frowned and thought for a while.
"Ah, when I was a human being, I liked to play online games... It's a bit like an online game that is specifically open to copies. Of course our main body is still in the Karma Museum, but we can send a 'character' to this place, a
'Incarnation' also bears the characteristics of our ontology."
Lin Sanjiu seemed to understand, but also seemed not to understand. "Are you a replica creature? Host?"
"None of them." The red T-shirt seemed to find it difficult to explain, and his face was wrinkled like chewed tobacco. "Of course, if you enter my copy, you will also see a copy creature that looks like me.
…But in fact, that replica creature is just a part of me.”
Even though most of his thoughts were on the puppet master, Lin Sanjiu was still surprised. "But replica creatures often have a complete personality..."
The red T-shirt nodded. "That's irrelevant. You have forgotten that I am not a person. I am a copy. Even if the copy creature has ten complete personalities, they are only a part of me."
Lin Sanjiu remained doubtful and did not speak.
"For example, this dungeon creature looks like this," he pointed at his face and said, "He has a characteristic in the dungeon, that is, he will yawn when he is suspicious, nervous, or threatening to harm others. So join my evolution.
, if this can be discovered, the chance of survival will increase... My 'incarnation' also carries this characteristic."
The term "join me" was so weird that it was hard for Lin Sanjiu to adapt to it. "Then...how should I call you?"
"By the way, after talking for so long, I haven't introduced myself yet," Red T-shirt slapped his forehead and said with a smile, "I'm 'Killing Hotel', nice to meet you."
I have a prophecy: by this time next year, the public may realize that the Taliban are not bad, they are brothers and allies with the same interests.
