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Thirteen monkeys nodded their heads and stood beside me.

"Three." I said.

"Here, Master." Monkey III leaned against my head.

"Wait awhile, you will take me with you and let the other monkeys follow you." I said.

"No problem, Master." Monkey Three said with a smile.

"Then everyone take a break, I'll call everyone when it's time." I said.

"Resting? Sleeping? Master."

"It's too early to fall asleep, Master."

"Sleep so early? Uncomfortable, Master."

. . .

I raised my hand and all thirteen monkeys saw my gesture and closed their mouths.

"Now let you rest, because there is a war." I said.

"War?"

"Is it true? Master?"

"Someone's coming?"

"Is it great?"

. . .

"Perhaps, this has nothing to do with the enemy. Maybe it will die." I said.

"Dead? My grandson is immortal."

"Yes, King Kong is not bad."

"Master, these seventy-two changes are seventy-two lives."

"Relax, Master, I won't die if you die."

"Hou Ba, what are you talking about? Want to be a monkey 13?"

"I'm wrong, Master. Don't worry about it, I will sleep well."

. . .

The first monkey lay down, and other monkeys could only lie down one after another.

I opened the booklet and glanced at the dirt on the tip of the pen.

I rubbed my trousers, my trousers were dirty and I did n’t care.

After a little bit cleaner, I opened the pen cover and wrote in the booklet: Give me a space suit.

The blue light rose, and then the booklet in hand became black.

I observed the sky above and a box fell off.

Stepped forward and opened the box, which contained an ultra-thin space suit.

I hardly thought about putting it on, I was fully armed.

The hood is attached to the top of the helmet, and if you try it, it will release oxygen as soon as you close the inside.

Waiting for it to be dark again after dark, the next game will begin.

The sun here can also turn, rotating around the place where the big tree is located for 24 hours. In fact, it is going to be dawn, as long as you walk a few steps forward.

But the real dawn still has to wait to see the real dawn in his seat.

As time passed, I became more and more nervous.

I sat under the big tree, and the sun slowly rose from behind me.

A planet appeared slowly in the distance, and I immediately patted Monkey Three beside me.

One of the three monkeys stood up and said, "Master, what's wrong? Eh, Master, why are you dressed like this?"

"Leave me alone, wake everyone up first," I said.

Monkey Three roared and said, "Get up and go to war."

"Come to war."

"Fight."

. . .

The remaining twelve monkeys got up and stood up.

"Master? Your clothes?"

"Yes, the clothes are so strange."

"Why dress like this?"

. . .

I thought about the position between the two planets and said, "This place, we fly over."

"Master, shall we not fight?" Said the monkey.

"The enemy is coming? Why not fight?"

"What is the purpose of flying that position?"

"Yes."

. . .

I put on my hood and said, "Don't waste time, speed."

The monkey nodded his head three times and grabbed me, and the other monkeys kept up.

I'm thinking, we are locked in small spaces one after another.

The space is sealed and the interior is infinitely circulated.

But at pk, the two planets will collide.

So when the two planets collide, will the junction of the two spaces be the weakest.

What happens if you hit this position at this time.

I feel a little uncomfortable and should say very dizzy.

Monkey Three took me up and down, and thirteen monkeys were doing the same thing.

"Master? What are we doing?" Said the monkey.

"It may be that the seat is not right, and slowly move forward a little." I said.

I do n’t know if it ’s weightlessness or dizziness that makes the whole person bad.

The monkey adjusts the seat a little bit, and other monkeys also learn to adjust the angle.

"Master, Monkey Six has disappeared." Monkey Three said.

"Where did it disappear? Flying towards where it disappeared." I said.

Monkey Six said: "It's strange, all around is collapsed."

"Crash?" I said.

"It turned red and collapsed," said the monkey.

"Before the collapse, we are going out." I said.

As for the place where Monkey Six disappeared, it is estimated to be the weak point where the two planets meet.

Monkey III grabbed me and kept adjusting his position, then the weightlessness disappeared.

I floated in the air, and Monkey Three caught me blankly.

Monkey Six is ​​also floating beside us.

Below me are two parallel spaces, and the center of the space is two planets colliding together.

LEDs are all around, strange characters appear on both sides.

Left red right blue, and my avatar is now in blue.

There is also a row of similar things on the far side, and I actually ranked first.

Not far away is a hall, and strange big-headed aliens are watching us at this time.

I glanced at Monkey Three, and Monkey Three said, "Master, where is this?"

I pointed to the hall not far away and said, "Fly over there."

Monkey Three nodded his head, Monkey Six rushed past.

Monkey Three grabbed me and followed Monkey Six.

I glanced at the two square spaces underneath, and at this time all turned red and disappeared.

We broke the platform and crashed into the platform and landed steadily on the ground.

"There are so many monsters here." Monkey III said.

"Master, I will come as soon as I go," said Monkey Six.

Monkey three and monkey six move extremely fast, three times five except two smash all the aliens in the room into meat.

The green liquid flew in the room, and these aliens couldn't resist.

There was only one left at this time, who resolved the last one between Monkey Three and Monkey Six.

"Stop." I shouted.

There was no response this time.

Monkey Three Monkey Six put away their sticks and waited.

The aliens in the head opened their mouths and said something, but they all emitted harsh sound waves.

I looked at the alien and said, "What the **** are you."

The big-headed alien picked up the helmet on the side and put it on his head. After debugging for a moment, he said a voice: "Don't move, this is just a game."

"You tell me clearly." I said.

The alien pointed to the distance and said: "I am an employee, this is a game. Variety channel for the whole universe is called Whimsical."

"Whimsical?" I said.

"You are now the whimsical first." The alien said.

"First? Where are the people who lost the ashes?" I said.

"The data was deleted." The alien said.

"What do you mean?" I said.

"You just grab data from all over the world and then create creatures," the alien said.

"You mean, I'm just a data? The real me is still on earth, and I'm just the character you use to play games?" I said.

"Yes." Said the alien.

"Why me?" I said.

"Imagination is an ability that does not exist on many planets. Imagination will inhibit the development of technology." The alien said.

"Fart shit, inhibit development ability?" I said.

"You don't understand, we will directly study the essence and discover the cause when we don't understand. And if we think about it, we will make a lot of mistakes. We evolved to give up this imagination, and to solve the problem. So we have become the most intelligent creatures, so our evolution has made us lose our imagination. It is impossible for us to think about why, find and then answer becomes our instinctive response. And we found that there are still primitive planets that retain imagination , Just think about things you do n’t understand. This is very valuable, so we made such a game. Let the imaginative people compete, this show is very popular and ranked second on Universe TV. And you are the star of this show, There are countless fans. "Said the alien.

I raised the brochure and said, "So what is this?"

"The generator of imagination is used in the same way as you do in the game. You are a limited edition and you can only use it once every 24 hours." Said the alien.

"Can it be used here?" I said.

"Of course." The alien said.

"How to lift the restriction?" I said.

The alien pointed to the glass counter not far away, where a book was placed.

The alien said: "This is a souvenir, and I intend to give it as a gift recently. But we have no imagination and can't make a difference."

I do n’t know how many times the book is displayed than the booklet in my hand.

"You don't, I have." I said.

"What?" Said the big-headed alien.

"San'er, hit the glass. Liu'er, kill it." I said.

The glass was broken on one side, and the green juice sputtered out on the other side.

At this time the door was opened and a dozen armed aliens rushed in.

"Monkeys, come on." I said.

Monkey Six and Monkey Three rushed to the aliens.

I opened the book and there was nothing in the blank book.

I picked up the pen and smiled, and wrote: let me understand their knowledge.

The blue light flashed and Wen Si springed.

The pen at hand began to write non-stop.

All the Great Saints appeared out of thin air and rushed into the distance.

I walked aside and picked up the alien microphone. A harsh voice came out of my mouth, meaning to tell the aliens watching TV at this time. You guys are occupied by my dog, not the effect of the show.

Aside the floor-to-ceiling glass, you can see other buildings.

The strange flying objects outside the building were aimed at the building and began to fire.

My hand flipped on the paper, and out of the sky appeared a row of Protoss in the interstellar.

The AI ​​standpoint blocked the laser light from the opposite side.

I wrote again: adapt to the environment here.

I slowly removed the mask and took a breath of gas.

There is no discomfort at all, I have completely controlled my imagination.

"Humble doers, accept the pain surrounded by thought." I said with a smile.

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