Lin Sanjiu lowered his head and murmured: "If the dungeon wants to release the scene, he must be nearby. We have been running in front, and the few dungeons chasing us will not teleport... Besides, how many of them are there?
The scene doesn’t look like an empty space.”
The Great Miko's sensing ability is very accurate and her actions are reliable. She won't just pick out a possibility and bring it up without any certainty... unless the person who trapped them is not the copy that was chasing them just now.
"While we were running, there was another copy waiting in front of us? Did we rush into his scene?" she said while looking at the puppet master.
The puppet master kept tilting his head, as if he would suffer from something if he looked directly at Lin Sanjiu. "Why are you asking me?" He squeezed out a sentence through his teeth, still only willing to stare into the distance.
: "Don't you feel at home when you enter this methane pit?"
I understand a lot of words.
Lin Sanjiu pretended not to hear, and continued: "Another point is that the scenes released in the dungeon are all limited in space. For example, the killing hotel I was trapped in was very small, and I couldn't get out until I reached the edge of the parking lot.
. But we just walked so far and didn’t touch the boundary of the scene, which means that either this is not a scene, or the scene is quite large - ah!"
The puppet master seemed to have reached the limit of his patience and had to endure it a little longer. He closed his eyes and then slowly asked: "...the gutter in your brain is connected?"
Lin Sanjiu was stunned for a few seconds, glanced at him, and gave a wry smile. "If we really enter the dungeon scene, and if my guess is correct... the dungeon that trapped us is probably an old acquaintance of ours."
She could only think of one copy that had the ability to imitate and a very large scene area.
"The Great Palace of Bewilderment," she whispered, "I can't think of any other answer but it."
This also explains why the pursuers behind them suddenly disappear: one is that the Confused Palace may have surrounded them with a fake environment, and they simply cannot see the outside world; the other may be that those few are bent on turning them into
Copies of dungeons, once they see them, they will be eliminated by other dungeons immediately, so they may just withdraw their troops.
It was really difficult to handle now... She had been trapped once herself, and knew that there was no way for the two of them alone to break free from the clutches of the dungeon scene.
Although there was still endless land around her, Lin Sanjiu felt a little out of breath.
"Unless there is another copy willing to attack it for us..." She bit her nails and said anxiously: "But there should be no conflict between copies. It is almost the first rule in this space. Besides, who would fight for two people?
Can you stand out as an individual?"
As long as she thinks about humans being trapped for a long time, they will be slowly "digested" by the replicas, and her heart will almost sink into the ground. Maybe it's better not to say it yet. There is no reason to ask the puppet master to follow her and worry about it.
…
Thinking of this, Lin Sanjiu glanced at him again and couldn't help but be startled.
The puppeteer was calmly arranging her feathers, and it looked as if she couldn't be further away from the word "worry" - but that wasn't the reason why she was stunned.
The distant memories of being on the pier of extremely hot hell suddenly rushed through her body like a tidal wave.
When she saw him for the first time in her life, she was hiding in a container, mixed in with the crowd, and he was standing on the high platform of the pier, looking at the large group of evolvers below, with a look that was half-smiling but not smiling, half-angry but not angry.
An angry look - a bit boring and boring, but also a bit of pleasure when torture is about to be inflicted.
Lin Sanjiu opened her mouth and closed it again.
Is he going to take action again this time? But the area is empty, who else is the target besides her?
"Do you know how those copies made me start to become a copy?" The puppet master lowered his eyelids, the blood-purple luster was like a pool of rich dye, and the black eyelashes were floating on it like a small boat. "
Of course you don’t know, you’re just taking the time to spread the smell out of your sewer.”
Is this to annoy her for talking too much? How does she know that if she asks the puppet master, he will answer? Lin Sanjiu thought a little aggrievedly.
"Why, how did you start copying?" The heroic spirit circulated in the internal organs, and when he spoke, he became very cooperative and honest.
"Oh, you are quite motivated." When the puppet master's hand slid down from the jet black leather, a large black feather cloak suddenly appeared. He gently held it in his hand and swayed it back and forth above the ground.
"When an ape sees a person operating a computer, it must be in the same state as you are now."
Lin Sanjiu's eyes lit up after being scolded. "Yes, you have the storage items on you! So it's convenient for you to get special items -"
The puppet master glanced at her coldly, raised his hand and waved, and the big cloak waved a dark cloud in the air, covering him tightly.
"What kind of item is this?" Lin Sanjiu asked, looking at the cloak carefully.
"My raincoat." The puppeteer replied with a half smile.
I don’t know if he modified some special items. Considering his height, this hooded feather cloak almost hung down to his feet. Half of the puppet master’s pale face floated in a mass of crow-black.
Only a lock of wet hair stuck to her cheek, cutting through the lifeless air, revealing a deeper darkness.
If only he could be allowed to run a few more steps, Lin Sanjiu thought and asked, "What's the use?"
"Cover the rain."
Why do you need to cover the rain? Also, since you can take out special items, why didn't you take out one just now to save lives?
The first question was just that. She couldn't ask the second question without being gentle. Just when Lin Sanjiu was about to open her mouth, the puppet master suddenly said slowly from under the black feathers: "
The prop I have... only contains my clothes."
What's the meaning?
"Isn't it a special item?" Lin Sanjiu was startled, "But you don't need rain now—"
Before she could say the word "Yi", all her consciousness was shattered by the heavy rain curtain that crashed down.
The heart-stopping rainstorm that prevented the puppet master's copy from taking shape once again roared violently between heaven and earth. There was not even a transition between the last moment and the next; it was like a doomsday flood that washed away the world.
The heavy rain tightly covered her mouth and nose, suppressed her eyes, and grabbed her heart.
In the sudden rain, Lin Sanjiu could hardly tell whether she was standing or falling. Thousands of thoughts agitated together, and only her shock became more vivid and intense. In the rain, she shouted loudly
: "You - can you - be able to become a copy according to your own wishes?"
"I know how I started to become a replica," the puppet master said in a sinister and calm voice. At the beginning, he seemed not to be affected by the heavy rain at all. "And the great witch helped me remember this process."
What do you mean? Can the great witch help him restart this process?
Could it be that what she said just now, "We can't go out until the copy hits us" made the puppet master...
Lin Sanjiu couldn't even stand still. She didn't know how many questions were whizzing through her mind, but what she shouted out was just a bunch of fragments: "But - are you planning to use yourself - no, how do you know this?"
For once you won’t—”
She could hardly hear her own voice. The rumbling sound of the heavy rain hitting the earth was heavier than before. This time, the puppet master probably didn't hear it. Lin Sanjiu was groping in the rain while shouting again.
I called several times, but nothing came.
It wasn't until her fingertips distinguished a piece of darkness that was melting rapidly that she clearly heard the puppet master's answer.
It's very light, like a piece of smoke that hasn't been dispersed by the rain curtain.
"You don't have to tell me why you never let go or leave. I don't want to know."
Even in the rain, Lin Sanjiu seemed to be able to feel that his presence seemed to be getting weaker and weaker with the heavy rain.
"What I need you to do," the puppet master's voice passed through the rain curtain. It was colder than rain and colder than leather. It was rippled and shimmered by the heavy rain, drained of warmth.
"Just catch me one more time."
I was tormented by this chapter over and over again for a long time. When I finished writing it, I felt that there was so much content that it must be at least 4,000 words. After another look, the total word count was 2,500... OK.
By the way, the puppet master is really the one with the most writing among the supporting characters, and the others must also work harder...
