On the side of the road, Lan Mu stopped a taxi. Fortunately, this is not a big city. Otherwise, without a mobile phone, he would not even be able to get in a rough car.

Lan Mu sat firmly in the co-pilot and reported the address of the author’s residence.

Seeing him wearing a black robe and terrifying pale face, the driver frequently looked at him.

The whole strange man, coupled with Lan Mu's always stern expression, made the driver speechless.

Lan Mu can't remember the way and can only rely on a taxi.

Soon, I arrived at my destination.

"Ten yuan."

Although there is little money, Lan Mu has no money.

I don’t even have a mobile phone, but I wear this ring on my finger.

It's the woodcarving ring, a low-level containment object. It's not bullshit here. Lan Mu even suspects that elementary school students can crush this containment object that he has spent most of his life.

"en?" Seeing that the driver didn't respond, he looked over.

Lan Mu impossible gets out of the car, the door is locked.

I saw that he calmly reached into his robe and took out a weird thing.

Nether Hook.

This thing was confiscated when he played with Best, and later when he played chess, he hid it in his robe and scored zero with him.

Obviously, the Ghost Hook, like the ring, has lost its function.

Regardless of whether this is true or not, at least this is no longer the same interface, and the information of the contained objects is impossible to be admitted.

It is still useful, at least it looks good, this hook is quite hideous!

"Open the door..." Lan Mu said gloomily.

The driver was startled, and immediately opened the door and ran out by himself.

Lan Mu is sitting in the co-pilot, and if a hook is swung up, he will not die.

The driver regards him as a perverted murderer, and he dares to mess around with an iron hook in broad daylight. How can he be a hero.

Lan Mu Shi Shiran got out of the car, hid the hook, and walked straight into an old building.

He turned a deaf ear to the yelling of the driver.

Passers-by just looked at him when they heard the driver shouting something to kill or someone robbed him, but no one really rushed to find him.

When the driver saw him leave calmly, his courage finally rebounded. He admitted that he was bad luck and got in the car and left. Anyway, it was only ten dollars.

However, Lan Mu estimated that he would call the police. After all, he broke into the house with an iron hook and looked like a weird person.

Fortunately, this old building is not a small community, and there is no security guard. This allows Lan Mu to look for the author’s residence calmly.

"That's it."

Lan Mu stumbled into a building, holding the handrails to the third floor.

Finding the door the author told him, there is a small doorbell box nailed to the wall.

With a good hand, it took a lot of effort to remove the plastic box. With a clink, a key to the safety door fell on the ground.

"hehe."

Lan Mu calmly opened the door and broke into the house.

This one is not big, and the smell of disinfectant almost made him faint.

Lan Mu sullenly closed the door, and at the same time, he has seen the layout of the entire house.

Turning his eyes to a bedroom, you can see from the crack of the door, the light is on inside.

Lan Mu didn't go over, but went in another direction first, which was a kitchen without compartments.

He took a sharp knife for bone removal, and then threw the hook on the sofa.

"Sure enough, this knife is much heavier..."

In theory, Lan Mu is so weak now, holding the hook should be very difficult, but in fact it is not at all.

He knew at the time that not only was he weakened, but everything he brought was also weak.

On the contrary, it was the a saber he took from the kitchen, which is much harder and sharper than the iron hook here.

With the knife, Lan Mu walked to the bedroom door and opened it slowly.

A reddish-brown puppy pounced silently, wagged its tail frantically under his feet, and pulled Lan Mu's leg, very excited.

Ignoring this dog, Lan Mu looked towards a person with his back to him.

The man was sitting at the computer desk by the window, typing on the keyboard mentally while wearing headphones, almost ignorant of someone entering the room.

Lan Mu expressionlessly walked over and stopped behind this person.

"crackle..."

Under the keyboard, words appear continuously on a writing software.

Looking at a paragraph of text, Lan Mu almost collapsed.

"Asshole, you are just a mortal..." This anger was directed at the real author.

Because the real author, not at all respects himself, or in other words, the so-called tacit understanding between himself and the author is extremely fragile.

In front of him, the paragraphs of text describe everything that happened when he arrived here, including the scene with Chen Tang and the interaction with the driver, all one after another listed.

What this means, with Lan Mu's cleverness, I immediately thought of it. At the moment, instead of hoping to be stupid.

He can see the author writing his recent experience in front of him, which means that he is still under the control of the author.

The person wearing the earphone code is a fake author, and the one I encountered before is also a fake Chentang.

Perhaps, Chen Tang really exists. In the real reality, he has influenced the author and destroyed the experiment of the tacit understanding between Lan Mu and the author.

At this moment, Lan Mu is in a false reality.

This is a fake reality, so everything can be shown to him by the author.

The author deliberately arranged that the first person he met when he woke up was Chen Tang, so he told him the cause of the matter.

The fake author in front of you, silently codewords, and the true author of Mingming, told him: I am still in control of you.

"Tell me what to do? Let me come out, isn't it the author's pursuit? I can do nothing for my own pursuit, and you, is it so easy to compromise? Waste!"

"It's simply impossible to withstand a single blow!"

Lan Mu was almost crying. The author didn't hold on to the tacit understanding with him and let him fall apart.

He looked out the window blankly.

Suddenly, the author of the codeword took off his headphones and shouted: "It's finished! Teddy, you can have dinner!"

Lan Mu frowned, he is not so easy to compromise People, everyone in reality may just like to talk, but he is not, he is Lan Mu!

Here, no one can understand his pursuit, but did he give up?

At this moment, he suddenly realized another possibility.

Perhaps, this is the real reality. After he was destroyed by Zero, the author and readers' permission, coupled with unknown rules, really made him come here.

It's just that the author still has the power to control him, and the author himself does not believe that he will come out, so he was influenced by Chen Tang and then wrote it down.

What the author wrote in front of him, even he himself did not know, he was in control of what happened in reality.

This experiment not only led me to actually reach reality, but also inadvertently created a'container of the real world', a novel that can master reality.

"Probability is very low, but...not zero."

Lan Mu has gone to this day, for a pursuit that I don’t know if it is imposed on him by others, regardless of everything Fight hard.

He can always find a reason to persevere, and can always grasp the meaning of life from infinite despair.

Even if the probability approaches zero infinitely, he has to fight for it.

If the current situation is just as he thought, then the author who still controls his destiny in reality must die.

Ten thousand steps back, even if this is not the case, here is just a fake reality, then Lan Mu will also kill him.

Just treat it as a vent.

There is still hope. The words in front of him can control his destiny as well as the fate of false reality.

If the truth is in the false reality, this may be the only thing he can go on and pursue endlessly.

No matter what, Lan Mu will kill the author.

"Lan Mu!" The author looked back to find his little Teddy, but saw Lan Mu holding the knife behind him. For him who just finished writing the ending, there is nothing more frightening than this!

Even Chen Tang does not know Lan Mu, but the author does not know him. Seeing Lan Mu, it was completely unexpected and his brain went blank.

"Pu chi!"

Without any hesitation, Lan Mu a saber plunged directly into the author's heart. The blood stained the T-shirt, but he had not started bleeding.

The author looked in pain, but his strength was much greater than that of Lan Mu, and he almost twisted Lan Mu's arm when he grabbed it.

But Lan Mu has already done it. He exhausted all his strength to push down the author whose body was weak. He pressed it up, pressing the knife with the greatest force and piercing it deep into his heart.

The author stared at Lan Mu, puzzled and horrified, yet speechless.

Lan Mu did not pull out the knife, although the author would not die immediately, but he was already weak.

He allowed the author to lie in a pool of blood and struggle slightly, waiting to die.

"The scenery outside the window is so beautiful."

Lan Mu murmured softly, but the author could only twitch, and it was already dead. The puppy named Teddy was frightened and clamped The tail whimpered.

He sat steadily in front of the computer, examining the last plot. At the end, I added the whole book and sent it to the dead author.

"The author stared at Lan Mu, puzzled and horrified, yet speechless."

"Lan Mu did not pull out the knife, although the author would not die immediately, but He has run out of strength."

"He left the author to lie in a pool of blood and struggle slightly, waiting to die."

"The scenery outside the window is so beautiful."

……

[Tsk, the whole book is over. 】


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