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Text Chapter 324 Invasion of Brain Cells (End)

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    "You do not belong to my world, nor are you under my jurisdiction, so you don't need to call me boss." The system voice continued, "My name isZhuan Jie Zun."

    ¡°The name sounds like a very powerful boss¡± Qiu Feng muttered in a low voice.

    The cautious chief took out a pistol from the luggage compartment, opened the gun's safety, and looked up warily.

    "Put away that useless weapon, traveler from another world." Master Zhuanjie said calmly: "Bullets do not pose any threat to me."

    Before he finished speaking, a mercury metal ball with a diameter of about one meter appeared in the players' sight.

    The sphere was suspended between the bookshelf and the ceiling, moving slowly to the top of the hexagonal area where the players were.

    Zhuan Jie Zun's voice, which was exactly the same as the system's voice, sounded from the metal sphere: "However, I don't want you to use those vulgar and boring weapons to destroy the books around you."

    "You are the owner of this 'reasoning club', right?" Feng Bujue raised his head and said, "Previously, we were trapped in your spiritual world."

    "Haha It's not accurate to say that you are trapped there." Zhuanjie said: "What you said is as if I locked you in forcibly and refused to let you out." He laughed: "  But in fact, you all broke in based on your own will, right?"

    Players cannot deny this. In the final analysis, this is just a script in the game, and they all took the initiative to arrange it.

    "Okay, just treat us as uninvited So, what are you going to do now." Honghu raised his eyes and looked at the metal fairway above.

    "I'm here to take some things." Zhuanjie said, "Then, I will politely ask you to leave here." It said.  One side descended from the sky.

    The four players were now separated in this hexagonal area, and the metal sphere bypassed the iron cage and landed leisurely in the middle of the four players.

    The next second, the appearance of Zhuanjie Zun changed. It changed from a sphere to an old man sitting in a wheelchair.  The old man was wearing a black suit and had white hair. His face looked very old, but his expression revealed a kind of wisdom and peace.

    "Such an appearance and voice" Zhuanjie Zun's voice also changed into a gentle, rich and contagious voice, "Maybe it will make you feel more at ease."

    "What you mean by being comfortableis basically equivalent to relaxing your vigilance." Qiu Feng said.

    "Hmph Do you know? The two qualities that disgust me most about you travelers from other worlds are aggressiveness and suspicion." Zhuanjie Zun sneered and said: "If I really want to kill you, when your consciousness comes  The moment we got here, it was torn into pieces.¡±

    "You said you wanted to take something away." Honghu asked again: "What do you mean? There should be nothing on us that belongs to you."

    "No, no, no" Zhuanjie Zun shook his head and said, "Each of you has a key, right?"

    The expressions of the four people all changed.

    "I did get a key in the memory space." The Controller replied: "But when I came here, the key was no longer with me."

    Feng Bujue looked at his teammates and asked, "What? Have you also obtained the curse key in the memory space?"

    "The key of the curse?" the chief accountant asked doubtfully, "Isn't that right mine is called the 'key of pardon'."

    Qiufeng said: "I also got one, called the 'Key of Blessing'."

    After Honghu heard what the three people said, he didn't say much. He just said four words concisely: "The key to repentance."

    Feng Bujue thought for a moment.  Then he turned to Zhuan Jie and said, "After we came to this real world, all the items on our bodies have returned to their original state." He paused and said, "The key you mentioned has disappeared."

    "Disappear? Hahadidn't you realize anything after deciphering the 'truth'?" Zhuanjie Zun said with a smile: "Here, therereality, illusionwhere is the limit?"

    "Do you want to convince usthat world is also real?" Feng Bujue asked thoughtfully.

    Zhuanjie Zun replied: "What if I tell youthe fantasy world constructed in the brain of a living being and the so-called real world he lives in are actually two parallel spaces." His eyes swept over every space.  The famous player's face said, "Then which world do you think is real?"

    "According to your assumption" Honghu continued: "That doesn't mean that."Each of our intelligent creatures has become a creator?  "

    "Why not?" Zhuanjie said: "One grain of sand is one world, one flower is one paradise, one tree is one bodhi, one leaf is one Tathagata." He said fluently: "Perhaps you and I are just another will.  Our existence itself is part of a certain 'script', and we are trapped in an endless cycle of conflicts and contradictions, death and rebirth." He seemed to have remembered something interesting, and paused.  He came down and sneered, and then said: "Maybe you can't understand it for a while, and that's okay. We have plenty of time. After I finish explaining in detail, we will discuss the key matter."

    After Master Zhuanjie finished speaking these words, his entire head suddenly twisted and changed. From the neck up, he instantly transformed into the appearance of Sherlock Holmes, and his voice also changed accordingly, "Shakespeare has a saying that is often quoted by people.  ¡ª¡ªIn the eyes of a thousand people, there are a thousand Hamlets." He raised his hand and pointed at his face and said: "The Mr. Holmes you just saw is the one in my eyes."

    To be honest, the scene at this moment, at least in the eyes of the players, is very weird

    However, Zhuan Jiezun himself did not take it seriously. He continued to state: "This man is cold, humorous, alert, and calm He has a casual side, but his will is extremely determined. His appearance is a long face, thick eyebrows, black hair, and a thin nose.  Lips. He spoke with a standard British accent, speaking quickly and in a high tone and his trademarks were his pipe and cane."

    At this point, Master Zhuanjie's head changed back to the appearance of the old man just now: "In the inner world of another person's mind, the image of Holmes will inevitably be different. Even in Conan Doyle's own spiritual world  , Sherlock Holmes is also constantly changing. He was originally a talented consulting detective. But later, he became a phantom pursued by greedy publishers and avid readers. Even if he is no longer so brilliant, he will not  People care.¡±

    Feng Bujue said: "So, every character we met in the test building is the 'Hamlet' you constructed after reading the original work?"

    "No, each of them has independent consciousness." Zhuanjie said: "I am not their creator, but I am the creator of the world they live in." He waved his hand and said: "Just like Moriarty  , Sherlock Holmes and Little Red Riding Hood told you. In that world, they have their own set of rules. Some thingseven if I want to intervene, it is not that easy."

    Qiu Feng interrupted at this time: "So this is like serializing a long comic. In the later stages, the author himself may not be able to control the development of the plot."

    "Haha Not bad. Your ability to understand is much better than those guys in the same dimension as me." Master Zhuanjie said with a smile.

    His words shocked the players.  It's normal for a character in a game to spread some unreasonable remarks, but the sentence just now seems to show that he fully knows that he is just a set of data.

    Feng Bujue, who had had several contacts with the derivatives, found it even more unbelievable. He couldn't help but thought: Is it these high-level data?  Are they all unique and capable of storing memories?  Then aren't they almost the same as derivatives?

    And what worries Feng Bujue the most isif these AIs could really 'understand' their situation, what would they do?

    Zhuanjie Master was still talking: "But you are not as superior as you think." He showed a meaningful look: "You have many questions. I have all the answers you want. But  From your standpoint, you can understand some of the answers, and you can't understand some

    ¡°For example¡­at this moment.  The question you are most eager to askhow to pass the level.  "

    The players were speechless, they didn¡¯t know how to respond to the hidden boss in front of them.  I don¡¯t know if this Zhuanjie Master is still a boss

    "I can explain it in a way that you can understand, so that you can make a simple and direct choice, which will produce inevitable results." Zhuanjie said: "I can also tell you the answer that you can't understand, and  What kind of phenomenon will it cause?" He spread his hands: "Unfortunately, I don't know either. Because only creatures with inferior intelligence, that is, you imperfect but extremely proud humans, can find the answer."

    "You are the sharpest stickman I have ever seen in my life, please accept my knee" When Qiu Feng complained, he really wanted to kneel down.

    "Hahahaha" Zhuan Jiezun laughed: "That's enough, you should go." The wheelchair under him turned on its own, making it face Feng Bujue: "Billy asked me to give you a message  talk."

    Feng Bujue was stunned for a second,?Billy the Puppet?  "

    "Yes, he said, this time, it will be regarded as repaying the help you gave during the prison escape." Zhuanjie said.

    Feng Bujue thought for a few seconds and then asked: "Is this why you came here personally to let us go?"

    Zhuanjie Zun nodded slightly: "Otherwise, you guys will have to find a way to get the key out and find the exit here." He snapped his fingers, and four keys of different shapes suddenly appeared among the four players.  In front of him, after pausing for a second, he quickly flew into the hands of Master Zhuanjie.

    Players naturally recognize it, this is the one they each obtained in the memory space.

    "I took the things back." Zhuan Jiezun pointed to a bookshelf, and a book on the bookshelf fell: "The back door of the clubhas been opened for you."

    At this point, Zhuanjie Zun's form changed again, turning into a white crane in the blink of an eye.

    It flapped its wings and flew upwards, and said in a sharp voice: "I hope you won't come back here again, humans." (To be continued)

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