Doomsday Wonderland

Chapter 1895: After Knowing The Situation, There Is A Way

Lin Sanjiu knew in his heart that from the time the Slaughter Hotel didn't act on him to when he agreed to save the puppeteer, there was still a long way to go-especially when it might conflict with other instances.

"There is another low-level creature here? Two in total?"

After getting acquainted, Slaughter Hotel was no longer afraid to offend her, she could just say what she thought of, and she looked surprised at this time: "How did you get in? Don't look at your low level, your ability to run around is very advanced."

Lin Sanjiu has been tempered by the puppeteer. How could he care about such words, he sighed: "We were originally participating in a dungeon... My friend, he has a bad temper, and offends him. We should have been by that. The copy was thrown in."

"Isn't your friend also an individual? What can I do with a copy? As for throwing it in here?" Killing Hotel shook his head, as if disapproving of his colleagues' behavior. "Too nonsense, this shouldn't be a way for the dungeon to use humans to vent their anger... which dungeon is it?"

"Confused the big palace."

Lin Sanjiu could feel these five words, and Slaughter Hotel's expression changed slightly. He straightened his waist, his expression serious, and he could not say whether he was taboo, dislike, or awe-inspiring.

"So it was him," the Killing Hotel whispered. After a pause, he snorted again.

"What's wrong?"

"In the dungeon, he is considered very famous. Reluctantly speaking, he is very strong."

The Slaughter Hotel waved his hand and said, "But this kind of'strong' is based on imitating and copying other copies...For non-human copies, it doesn't count. But our human copies, yes. He feels a bit complicated. Even if we become copies, we still feel that this is our unique identity, and it always feels uncomfortable to be copied by him as it is."

…Unexpectedly, the copy can be so human.

After learning that it was confusing the Grand Palace to throw the two in, the Slaughter Hotel became more interested in the puppeteer and asked a few questions; Lin Sanjiu hurriedly seized the opportunity and tried to persuade him to agree. It's just that she was dry and dry, and she didn't even promise to give less, but Slaughter Hotel still shook her head.

"You don't understand," he said, "If there is a collision between our copies, it will be quite troublesome."

Lin Sanjiu almost couldn't help himself. She didn't know what to do or how to do it-knowing that she would bypass the motel in front of her, where the puppeteer was, she had to force herself to stand still; this was getting harder and harder.

"Are you in a hurry, friends, don't you just need to hand it in." Slaughter Hotel saw it, although the words were not very pleasant. "You should know that our ontology is still in the Karma Museum. This is just a...er, one-level meta-space built with our energy. Have you used space objects? Yes, just like that."

As he spoke, he seemed to feel uncomfortable standing, so he simply stomped his feet—he obviously didn’t think much. Without any worries, his human legs suddenly disappeared; instead, he grew out of his hip bones. A single bed in a hotel was on display later.

It's almost like a man and horse, except that the horse body has been replaced by a bed.

Lin Sanjiu looked at him blankly.

Suddenly, the Killing Hotel was shorter, but didn’t seem to think that this scene would be too weird for humans, and continued to speak: “Once there is a conflict between us, it will make the part of our energy form. Space is affected by shocks, which will affect the stability of the entire space.

"What's more, this is just our'character'. When there is a conflict, what is the use of attacking other people's'characters'? People lose a little energy, just send another'character' down, and then the conflict will be endless. Now, who is willing to do something that has only disadvantages and no benefits."

"Don't the dungeons here never do it?" Lin Sanjiu was almost on fire in a hurry. If the dungeon refuses to help, no matter how low-level or no strength is, she will have to do it.

"It's also happened..." The Slaughter Hotel shook his head and said, "But like you said, your friend is already in the lake. If I go down to fish, the scene will be ugly. I might be able to fish him up. And he can also trap me. Then there will be a situation of squeezing and swallowing each other between the two'characters'..."

"He... he shouldn't be a'character'." Lin Sanjiu said almost desperately, "The Falling Lake dungeon should be the dungeon itself."

"Then it won't work!" The Slaughter Hotel opened his eyes, "but how can he move? Has he found a way to move freely?"

Lin Sanjiu was startled, briefly explained a few words, and asked, "Did you not see it?"

As soon as the Slaughter Hotel jumped up, it stood back like a human.

Apart from disappointment, he also seemed to be a little bit distressed.

"It's hard to explain clearly in human words... Let's use the analogy of online games. We are not here, so our perception of this dimensional space is indirect, we see and hear through the'character'. As long as the other person is roughly It looks like a copy, with the characteristics or aura of a copy, it is actually difficult for us to tell whether you are the copy itself or the person who carried a part of the copy."

Hearing this, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but looked down at the line on his arm.

She finally had the answer to why "Meet the Old Know" could make other copies misunderstand her identity.

Indeed... when the Slaughter Hotel discovered her identity, it was not because the line on her arm was not enough "duplicate", but because she didn't know anything about the forum.

When she asked "when will the symposium start", the Slaughter Hotel yawned and became suspicious. He might not be sure at that time, so he just said vaguely, "The forum is very long, so I'm not afraid of being absent for a while"—

and many more.

Lin Sanjiu roused his spirits and raised his eyes.

"When you doubted my identity, you didn't directly answer when my symposium started. Instead, you said,'Don't be afraid to be absent for a while,' because the symposium is in fact going on all the time and there is no such thing as a starting time, but I don’t know, this is what I show."

She strode around the motel, waved to the distant "town", and said, "In addition to communicating in words, there is another way of communication that humans cannot detect, right? You gather together and use This way of communication is actually a'symposium', right?"

"Yes, we can communicate with multiple instances at the same time." The Slaughter Hotel nodded, and suddenly exclaimed, "Don't let me explain..."

"No, no," Lin Sanjiu was excited, "I know this is enough, I have a way, maybe I can rescue my friend! I just need you to do me a risk-free favor."

I can’t find my airpods... if I lose my airpods, I’ll cry off the earth