A Pretentious Life In Another World Starting From Scratch

"It's over, what you said is true, this world is really fake, and so am I, everything is fake.

After confirming that there was indeed no problem with the machine, Father Jiang sat down directly on the ground.

Jiang Chen was also sure that this world was indeed fake and sat aside.

"Looking at his depressed look, it seems that he will not be able to pass this test!

But being able to see him crying in the end is not a waste of all the energy I put into creating this world. 17

Echidna sighed.

But think about it, anyone who doesn’t know that he is undergoing a trial and discovers that the world he lives in is fake, his relatives are fake, and he himself is fake will collapse!

But it was a pleasure to think of seeing Jiang Chen, a trialist, collapse and cry.

However, just when Echidna was about to gloat.

Jiang Chen and Father Jiang, who originally looked depressed, jumped up almost at the same time, saying excitedly: "It's so good!"

"Um, what's going on? Aren't they supposed to be emotionally broken? Why are they excited instead?"

Echidna looked at the excitement of the two of them and rubbed her eyes vigorously, with a look of astonishment on her face.

Normal people know that everything around them is fake, and they themselves are fake, and they will inevitably collapse.

The result was good, both of them were weird, but they were happy.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would have thought she was being blinded.

How can there be such optimistic people in this world?

"First, we have the memory of the real microscopic world

Father Jiang opened his mouth and analyzed.

"It shows that the real world existed.

Jiang Chen interfaced.

"In other words, we are copied memories."

"It shows that there are other alien civilizations besides earth civilization."

"It's impossible for them to copy us and the world for fun. It must be for some purpose."

"The other party cannot copy the microscopic world, which shows that its ability is limited."

"Walk!"

After analyzing it, both of them felt that if this fictional world existed, there must be other civilizations behind it.

Because Blue Star Technology can’t do this yet.

No matter what the other party's purpose is, from the other party's inability to copy the microscopic world, it is certain that the ability to copy this world is limited.

The two of them walked out without hesitation.

They are ready to study the world thoroughly. It seems that in their consciousness, whether it exists or not is not as meaningful as studying the world.

"Um, why do I feel like something is wrong with this trial?"

Echidna watched the two of them study the world excitedly, with some corners of her mouth twitching.

Originally, it was intended to test Jiang Chen and make him face the past.

The result was good. Not to mention facing the past, this guy could accept it even if he knew he didn't exist.

What's even more unbelievable is that not only he himself can accept his non-existence, but also the NPC Jiang Dad who reconstructed his memory can also accept it. It's really outrageous.

Dean, do you want to go to the hospital?"

As soon as the two people arrived at the door, the security guard guarding the door saluted respectfully.

However, Father Jiang and Jiang Chen ignored the security guards at all and drove frantically outside the city.

At first, everything around Jiang Chen was normal, but before he ran far outside the city, his eyes suddenly became empty, and the surrounding scenery disappeared one after another, and finally turned into (well) an empty darkness.

They actually ran to the end of the world.

"Hahaha! Our guess is not wrong. This world is indeed fake. We have reached the end of the world.

Father Jiang said with excitement on his face.

"The creator behind it, hasn't he shown up yet?"

Jiang Chen shouted directly into the surrounding darkness.

"Alas, I don't know whether to say you passed the trial or that you passed the world..."

Listening to Jiang Chen's cry, Echidna appeared, looking dumbfounded.