Doomsday Wonderland

Lin Sanjiu never expected that the existence of "Maos" would be such an unbreakable concept. Even after a black shadow appeared on the grass, her friends still couldn't accept that Maus was the creation of Oculus. .

"...Who is the gift bag?" Pina said blankly, "What does this have to do with Maus?"

"Well, when you say 'Ouxius' means', you are referring to this black shadow, right?" Yuan Xiangxi said, taking a few steps back from the black shadow on the ground, "Then why did you use Mausi Take it in?"

"There is no such person as Maus!"

Lin Sanjiu was funny and angry for a while, but he never expected that the situation would turn around and one day he would need to shake them out of their false perceptions. "Before we disembarked, we had never seen the man named Maus at all. He was a method created by Orcius. I suspect that he modified our cognition and memory to make us think that he has always been there. They are our friends. Believe me, would I attack a friend?"

After Lin Sanjiu finished speaking, he turned around and immediately made a patch before the puppet master's sneer could turn into words: "Would I kill my friends?"

Even when her mind is controlled by something like spores, she will never harm her friends' lives - considering that the other party may think that they are being controlled again, she must add this sentence.

"In my memory... I don't see anything wrong with him." The great witch lowered her eyelids and thought for a moment. Her long eyelashes, thick golden and almost brown, cast a shadow. "But since you said it, I will believe you once."

Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

"How did you know?"

"The gift package reminded me," Lin Sanjiu explained quickly. "He asked me through Feng Huanyan what Mauss was, and I was suddenly reminded."

"If Oursius used this shadow to establish an illusion of a character that none of us have any doubts about, then you have only removed the most superficial threat." Although Qingjiuru looked at it with doubts, it did not prevent him from starting. Accept it intellectually, analyze it. "...because the shadow is still there."

The shadow is still silent at this moment, firmly nailed to the ground; the position of the shadow's head is looking at the [one-way passage] in the distance.

Without Maus's drag, the dim subspace exposed by the [One-way Channel] now showed a flat plate of emptiness, as if someone had scraped a piece of paint from the world with a fingernail, revealing a piece of paint. The gray and bare indifference behind it.

She couldn't see the gift bag, and without the disguise of the [one-way passage] as a reference, she couldn't even tell what was happening in the subspace.

"Yes, the gift bag must come out quickly." Lin Sanjiu lowered his head, stared at the shadow, and said, "Then we have to leave this place together."

Even though she knew that it would be extremely dangerous to stay here for a second longer, she couldn't turn around and leave when the gift bag was just a stone's throw away.

Should you let others go first? But the people who have the least ability to protect themselves are the ones who need to stay the most... Thinking of this, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but glance at Feng Huanyan - but she didn't expect that the child was touching his mouth blankly, looking at It seemed as if he had lost contact with the gift bag again.

Lin Sanjiu's heart skipped a beat and he called her, "Feng Huanyan?"

"Huh?" Feng Huanyan raised her head suddenly, as if she had just realized that she was only a few steps away from the puppet master and the great witch, and she almost fell down and sat down. "I-I...how did I get here...where was that paper man just now?"

Sure enough, the gift bag was no longer with her - Lin Sanjiu was about to turn around to look at the [One-way Passage], but suddenly turned back. "What did you say? What paper man?"

"You, the one you were talking to just now..." Feng Huanyan didn't expect that everyone's eyes would be focused on her, and her face was as pale as a paper man. "I thought it was some magical item of the Evolver... You kept talking to it word by word. I thought... you could all hear what it was saying, but I couldn't..."

"Maos is a paper man?" Yuan Xiangxi opened his mouth in confusion.

"The kind used for funerals?" Pina seemed to have forgotten that she should be afraid of Occasion.

"No...it's just a paper figure," Feng Huanyan explained as best she could. "It looks like a human figure cut out of paper...with eyes and nose randomly drawn...you don't know it's a paper figure. ?"

After a brief moment of silence that seemed to freeze, Lin Sanjiu finally took a look inside the "seed".

The old woman was squatting on the "ground" next to a soft, barely visible human-shaped piece of paper. Her head was turning this way and that, as if she was attracted by some smell on the human-shaped paper. Thinking of the moths that repeatedly fluttered against the lampshade.

As Feng Huanyan said, the human-shaped piece of paper was made very casually, with one arm long and one short, and no neck. I don’t know which piece of paper it was cut carelessly from. Two circles were drawn on the face with a ballpoint pen, and under the circle were An arc.

On the belly of the humanoid piece of paper, "Maos" is written.

...It was as if Orcius needed to throw a "Maus" to them, so he tore up a piece of paper, cut out shapes, and drew faces in less than thirty seconds; it seemed that a group of people like them, in Oasis From Ersi's perspective, it only took him a piece of paper and thirty seconds.

When she threw the human-shaped piece of paper on the ground, the fog that had just enveloped everyone's understanding seemed to have finally completely cleared away.

"That's it... when you were talking to it, it was standing on the ground," Feng Huanyan stammered, "then, Sister Lin, grab it and put it on the paint mark, It raised its hand on its own..."

What?

"No, it was Maus who walked over by himself..." Pina murmured, "She grabbed Maus' clothes from behind..."

This is also what happened in Lin Sanjiu's impression.

"Except for Feng Huanyan, what we saw was the same process," Qingjiuliu grabbed the broken hair behind his head, his expression serious. "It shows that we have fallen into a collective illusion... No, more than that, one person's rational explanation for 'Maus' may also affect everyone else."

"If it is an illusion fabricated by Occidental, it is difficult to guarantee that no one among us will notice something is wrong." Yuan Xiangxi said quietly, "And the illusion that has been repeatedly explained and rationalized by ourselves will make everyone They’re all getting deeper and deeper. Right?”

The shadows on the ground were motionless, as if they were listening to their analysis with great interest.

"Through the connection between the screen images, his shadow was cast around us, and the hallucination began." Lin Sanjiu also figured it out, "That's why Feng Huanyan, the only one who was not in the cockpit at the time, was not affected..."

Why are there "Southern Returning Geese" in Maus?

Because Lin Sanjiu herself knew that Nanguiyan was an animal that could dig holes in space; there was no explanation that was more reasonable and easier for her to trust than this explanation.

She turned around suddenly, avoided the shadow on the ground, rushed to the paint mark, and shouted into the dark, expressionless void in mid-air: "Gift bag!"

"Who is the gift bag?"

"He is me -" Lin Sanjiu closed her eyes before continuing: "He is my relative. No matter what, I will not abandon him again."

"But..." Pina said hesitantly, "that Orcius..."

Lin Sanjiu looked at the dark figure on the ground.

The dark figure also turned to look at her.

She took a breath and almost stumbled back; then she realized that the shadow seemed to be motionless, as if she was just dazzled.

"Gift package," Lin Sanjiu could no longer suppress her anxiety. She knew that they didn't have much time - no, I'm afraid they didn't have any leeway from the beginning; all thoughts of being able to move freely and thinking of escaping were all gone. It was the illusion that Orcius allowed them to have.

"Gift bag! Can you hear me?"

The sea breeze picked up her screams, tore them into pieces, and threw them on the ground in pieces.

"If you can hear me, give me a response! What do you need me to do? How can I help you come here?" Lin Sanjiu shouted again and again: "Is it because the entrance and exit of the space are too small? You can just come here for a moment A small part, UU reading www.uukanｓhu.net just like in the Lava world?"

Feng Huanyan didn't seem to understand why. After every sentence she shouted, she would look at her face and turn away in disappointment.

"I can 'space jump'," Lin Sanjiu suddenly had an idea. He glanced back at his friends and said as if seeking advice: "I walked from space to space, walked to the gift bag, and then took him with me. return……"

Lin Sanjiu didn't know how she, a mortal body, could seize a gift package that was formless and just a bunch of heavenly data; but even if it was just in the process of gradually opening up the layers of space, she only had a brief relationship with Ji Shanqing. The ground passed by, and from the corners and ends of the soul's consciousness, his fingertips lightly touched her. She was willing to take the risk and felt it was worth it.

"Do you need help?"

Nonsense, of course——

Just as Lin Sanjiu was about to turn around, her body froze.

Someone was standing behind her, between her and the puppet master, the great miko, Kiyokuru and others.

"Look, I originally wanted to watch it for a while. You guys are quite interesting, especially the one in subspace. It's a... life form that I haven't seen before."

Lin Sanjiu lowered her eyes.

The dark shadow was no longer a lonely, bodyless shadow.

This time, Orcius didn't even bother to use cognitive illusion.

A torn-out magazine cover showed a football player running on the green field, arms raised high, as if shouting in victory.

The magazine cover stood on the black shadow's feet, looking almost ridiculous - it was just a piece of paper, not even him.

"Then let me pull it over."

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