Doomsday Wonderland

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Lin Sanjiu knew in his heart that there would still be a long distance to cover between the time the Killing Hotel did not attack him and the time he agreed to rescue the puppet master - especially when there might be conflicts with other copies.

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

After getting familiar with her, Killing Hotel was no longer afraid of offending her. He simply said whatever came to his mind. At this time, he looked surprised: "How did you get in? Even though you are low-level, your ability to run around is very advanced."

Lin Sanjiu, who has been tempered by the puppet master, would not care about such words, and sighed: "We were participating in a copy... My friend, I guess, has a bad temper and offended him. We should be... That copy was thrown in.”

"Isn't your friend also a human being? What can you do if you can still take the copy? As for throwing it here?" Killing Hotel shook his head, as if he was very disapproving of his colleague's behavior. "What a nonsense. This shouldn't be a way for the dungeon to take out its anger on humans... Which dungeon is it?"

"The Great Palace of Confusion."

As soon as these five words came out, Lin Sanjiu could feel that Killing Inn's expression changed slightly. He straightened his back and his expression became serious. It couldn't be said that he was jealous, unhappy, or in awe.

"So it's him," Murder Inn whispered. After a pause, he hummed again.

"What's wrong?"

"In the dungeon, he is quite famous. To use your words, he is very strong."

Killing Hotel waved his hand and said: "But this kind of 'power' is based on imitating and copying other copies... For copies of non-human origins, this is not a problem. But for copies of our kind that are of human origin, My feelings towards him are a bit complicated. Even if we become copies, we still feel that this is our own unique identity. If he copies us as is, we always feel uncomfortable."

...I never thought that a copy could be so understanding of human nature.

After learning that the Confusion Palace had thrown the two of them in, the Killing Hotel became more interested in the puppet master and asked a few questions. Lin Sanjiu quickly seized the opportunity and tried his best to persuade him to agree. But her mouth was dry when she said it, and she didn't even make empty promises, but Killing 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 could hardly help herself. She didn't know what to do or how to do it - even though she knew that the motel in front of her was where the puppet master was, she still had to force herself to stand still; this was becoming increasingly difficult.

"Are you in a hurry? Can't we just make friends again?" The Killing Hotel could tell, although the words didn't sound very nice. "You should know that our body is still in the Karma Museum. This is just a... uh, a one-level dimensional space built with our energy. Have you ever used space items? Yes, just like that."

As he spoke, he seemed to find it uncomfortable to stand, so he simply stamped his feet - he obviously didn't think much about it, and without any worries, his human legs suddenly disappeared; instead, they grew from the hip bones. A hotel single bed extending out to the back.

It's almost like becoming a human horse, but the body of the horse has been replaced by a bed.

Lin Sanjiu looked at him blankly.

The Killing Hotel, which suddenly became shorter, did not seem to think that this scene would be too strange for humans at all, and continued to speak: "Once there is a conflict between us, it will cause the part of our energy to form If the space is affected by waves, it will affect the stability of the entire space.

"What's more, this is just our 'role'. If there is a conflict, what's the use of attacking other people's 'role'? It's just a loss of energy. Just send another 'role' down, and then the conflict will be endless. Well, who would do this kind of thing that has only disadvantages but no benefits?"

"Don't the dungeons here never take action?" Lin Sanjiu was so anxious that he almost burst into flames. If the copy refuses to help, no matter how low-level it is or how powerless it is, she will take action.

"It has happened before..." Killing Hotel shook his head and said: "But as you said, your friend has already fallen into the lake. If I go down to fish him out, the scene will be ugly. Maybe I can fish him out. , and he can also trap me. At that time, there will be a situation between the two 'characters' of squeezing and devouring each other..."

"He... he shouldn't be a 'character'." Lin Sanjiu said almost desperately, "The fallen copy of Lake Tour should be the copy itself."

"That's even worse!" Killing Hotel opened his eyes wide, "But how can he move? Has he already found a way to move freely?"

Lin Sanjiu was startled, briefly explained a few words, and asked, "Don't you see?"

Killing Hotel stood up and stood up like a human again.

In addition to being disappointed, he seemed to be a little distressed.

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

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

She finally had the answer to why "meeting an old friend in a foreign land" could make other copies misunderstand her identity.

Indeed... when the Killing Hotel discovered her identity, it was not because the line on her arm was not "copy" enough, but because she knew nothing about the symposium.

When she asked "when will the symposium start?" Killing Hotel yawned and became suspicious. He might not be sure at that time, so he just said vaguely, "The symposium is very long, so I don't have to worry about being absent for a while."——

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Lin Sanjiu was excited and raised her eyes.

"When you were suspicious of my identity, you didn't directly answer me when the symposium would start. Instead, you said, 'I'm not afraid of being absent for a while.' That's because the symposium was actually going on all the time, and there was no starting time at all. But But I didn’t know that this was my fault.”

She strode around the motel, waved her hand towards the "town" in the distance, and said: "In addition to communicating through language, you have another way of communication that humans cannot detect, right? You gather together and use Communicating in this way is actually a 'symposium', right?"

"Yes, we can communicate with multiple copies at the same time." Killing Hotel nodded, and suddenly cried bitterly: "Don't let me explain..."

"No, no," Lin Sanjiu became excited, "It's enough for me to know this. I have a way that may be able to save my friend! I just need you to do me a favor without risk."

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