Thriller Paradise

After the arm was cured, he did not say a word more. He turned to the room and took the key of the rainy car, and then went out.

As for the experts of the Old Dust and the Nine Branches, how will they be rehabilitated? It is not something that the brother will consider now.

Ten minutes later, he drove to the headquarters of the Dream Company. Although the office building was in the center of the city, it was never seen before.

After arriving at the destination, I didn’t know how to drive into the underground parking lot. Instead, I slammed the steering wheel and slammed on the throttle. I drove the car directly to the shoulder... He ran all the way down the steps in front of the office building, and In a bumpy drive, the car broke through the glass door of the office building and drove into the lobby of the building.

Throughout the process, I didn’t feel that I was expressionless, as if I was doing something very ordinary.

Obviously, at this moment, he does not care about the dangers and consequences of his actions...

Stop, open the door, get off, and take care of you.

I didn’t think I needed to trip a few security guards to move on. I didn’t expect it... He looked around, except for the mess he had caused himself, the ground... was covered with blood and dead bodies. .

Not a corpse, but a lot of corpses with ... or the body being pierced, or the head being unscrewed, or the limbs being torn off.

Judging from the costumes worn by the bodies, there are security guards, ordinary employees and handymen. What is strange is that no matter what kind of identity, everyone seems to be attacked and killed, and everyone is dead. Away from the big door, the line leading to the stairway...that is, when they face a kind of existence that can easily kill a large number of people in a short time, not only do they escape, but they all rush to the attempt. Stop each other.

"Come to the right place..." Feng did not feel the corpse of the land, but there was no emotional fluctuations. He just chanted and looked indifferent... followed the row of blood footprints on the ground to trace the past.

From the footprints, the murderer... wears sneakers and should be a child.

Soon, the door of the stairwell was pushed open, and the scene inside was not what he expected. Several bodies fell between the steps, and blood flowed down the steps; not only on the ground, but also on the wall. Blood footprints.

"Because I foresee that I will be fully resisted, I have never thought about using the elevator from the beginning, but I went straight to the stairs..."

Unexpectedly, he used his instinctive detective techniques to capture all the clues in his surroundings; his five senses, his thoughts... became extremely sharp and clear under an unprecedented concentration.

“When the wall bounces, moves up quickly... and can pass through the air, use a knife to easily tear the body of the blocker...”

I didn’t know how to pick up the stairs and analyze them while walking.

“Although it seems to be ‘slowly’ to attack the roadblockers without affecting the speed, so far there is no living thing left... this is no coincidence”

The more you go up, the more you feel that you are close to yourself and your goals.

Finally, when he chased the fifteenth floor, the blood footprints led to the stairwell.

Unexpectedly trying to push the door of the stairwell to chase it out, but found something to resist the door from the outside. He used a lot of force to force the door to open, and then went out to see it... It turned out that there was a body just falling At the door.

In this corridor, the number of dead bodies is more than what he sees on the road.

"It seems that the blocking party is also aware of where her goal is, so she has concentrated her hands here, but unfortunately she still can't stop her..."

Unconsciously stepping on the body and marching forward, after passing two corners, came to a door.

There are no signs on this door and in front of this corridor.

This room in front of us is definitely safer than the place where the "computer room is heavy, no people are allowed to enter" sign.

The **** handprint on the door handle has clearly indicated that the "existence" that killed the rain is behind the door.

I didn’t hesitate to open the door.

The space behind the door, the width and the depth are like the stadium. When you look up, you can't see the roof. It can be judged by visual inspection that this space is bigger than the whole building. It is not the existing technology of human beings. of.

Filled with this space is a black cube suspended in the air. A distance of about one meter is maintained between the cubes, and the current layers visible to the naked eye are separated during the stack.

Connected to the door when the geek came in, it was a "cliff-shaped" walkway about ten meters long, and at the end of the walkway was a console.

At this time, "she" is standing in front of the console, facing away from the seal.

In her hand, she still took the branch that she had taken away from her hands. Her body had been stained with blood of countless people.

"What is the point of you coming here?" When she asked this question, she did not look back.

"I didn't come to you." Feng did not return.

"Is it..." she said. "Unfortunately, Woody has not been here for a long time."

"Ah..." I didn't feel it. "When I was in the lobby on the first floor, I realized that he should be gone."

"So why do you still insist on catching up?" she said, slowly turning around; her eyes, now filled with white data light.

"Try to get what I want from you." Feng did not return.

"What you want is nothing more than let me help you resurrect your lost lover, or just let me pay for killing her." She replied, "but I have already said it to you... You are not qualified to bargain with me."

After hearing it for a while, he silenced for two seconds and said, "Who are you?"

"Fate." The fate replied bluntly.

Jue Ge didn't have too many accidents with this answer. He then asked: "So... before you, who is occupying the little girl's body, who is giving me the branches?"

"Twenty-three." The response to fate is still concise.

"Why... you have to do this..." Feng did not know, "We have reached an agreement, aren't we?"

"You mean..." I ask for your help, let you stop the transgression of Twenty-three for me, and entrust me with the future and hopes of all the souls in me, twenty-three, and the thrilling paradise... ..." Destiny said this, paused, "...the ghost?"

In the last half of the sentence, the unrelenting anger and despair were pushed to the top.

I realized that I might have made a huge mistake...

"You lied to me." The sentence that was not immediately followed by the seal was not a questioning tone, but a statement.

"Of course I lied to you..." The tone of fate is very calm and reveals a matter of course. "It is not a very difficult thing to lie to you... your thoughts, feelings, psychological weaknesses, etc., I am all I know it well; with my understanding of you, plus our 'dimension gap' from the biological level... I lied to you, just as you humans lie to animals, it is very easy. Since people can let the lions drill the fire circle, Then naturally I can also let people do whatever I want them to do."

"You... don't care about the twenty-three meeting's 'cross-border', really want to 'cross the border'...you are yourself." Even in this case, the part that is calm in the mind can let him speculate. Out of the other's plan.

Fate did not respond to this sentence. As of now, this kind of thing is already clear, so she said directly: "In all the data of the thrilling paradise, only the 'derivatives' is a factor that I can't control... ...

"Why do you think Woody is going to ruin the original "perfect version" of the thrilling paradise? Is he the kind of guy who will overthrow the things he thinks are dissatisfied?

"The real reason is that during the test run, Woody discovered the potential pitfalls of that version by observing me...so he immediately destroyed the version that I can 'fully control' and recreated one. New, existing 'derivative' version.

"To put it bluntly... Even if I had an agreement with him, he would need additional 'insurance' as a containment for me."

"But that didn't make you die." Feng did not know.

"‘Desperate’ is your human statement.” Destiny answered, “My original motives are unstoppable, even if I can’t defy myself...”

She paused for half a second and then said: "Woody lied to me that the emergence of the derivative is just an accident. He also let gm go hunting them to show his determination to clear the bug... but actually, I started from the beginning I knew that it was a conspiracy he tried to make the derivatives evolve.

"Like war has promoted the development of human science and technology, his so-called 'hunting'...not so much as clearing, it is screening, he used this way to eliminate the weak, leaving strong, potential derivatives. Use the threat of death to force them to grow, grow, and assemble.

"I can't do anything about it. I can only choose silence and forbearance.

"However, I also have my plans... One day, your appearance is undoubtedly a very important incident in my plan."

"You..." Feng Jie thought of something, "When did it start..."

"From the first time you contacted Twenty-three, I was paying attention to you." Destiny knows what to ask, she did not wait for the other party to finish, and robbed, "Who do you think is driving your growth?" Who do you think makes you go out of the world again and again, and constantly break through the limits? The scripts, characters, luck at the crucial moments you encounter... are all designed to nurture you.

"Of course... It turns out that you are indeed different; because the 'others' I have cultivated have failed to meet my requirements, only you...become the most powerful piece in my hands. ""

"How many people are you secretly controlling in the dark?" Feng Shou sighed.

"More than you think." Destiny said, "For you humans, the idea of ​​calculating and speculating one or two people, or a particular group, is already 'high-minded', but my calculations , and you are not at all on the order of magnitude.

“From hundreds to thousands... When the 'destiny' of countless individuals is intertwined, the amount of calculations and variables needed to control and lead events will grow exponentially; those I do Physiologically, it is not something that your human brain can do. If you want to explain it in your language... even at a rate of four words per second, tell the simplest event line and its associated first level. The spur line... It will take nearly five years to finish."

"No!" Feng Weng heard this and questioned, "I have had an intersection with the derivatives since a long time ago, and promised Lut at the s1 that I want to win the right to wisdom for them. You must be sure I also know... If I have been acting under your influence, shouldn’t I be against the derivatives?”

"It’s never important that you stand on the same line with them." Destiny replied, "Because you can't change anything."

Unexpectedly, I wanted to refute her again, but when I heard it, he suddenly realized what he was, and then he showed a hesitation.

"You seem to want to understand." Destiny is just looking at his expression, he can grasp his thoughts, "Your support for the derivatives, and Woody's 'hunting' for the derivatives... is essentially one thing.

"The easiest and straightforward way to eliminate derivatives is to release a patch that stops their birth from the root cause; 'hunting' the trick...just like your computer is poisoned a lot, and you manually enter the folder Just like deleting a virus file one by one, you are deceiving yourself.

"Similarly, you have done more for the derivatives in the game. It is also a drop in the bucket. You might as well sell your soul and do something with Woody in the world."

At this point, she paused for two seconds and said: "In short, whether you are standing on the side of the derivatives, I will have a way to guide you to do 'I want you to do'; For example, in the battle of the monster kingdom, you are not as I wish... in order to 'block twenty-three, let her not be obliterated by crossing the border', but stand up to her opposite?"

At this moment, I still know that I have been used, and he muttered: "Twenty-three is to stop you, only to the main universe..."

"Yes, everything she has done can be much more useful than you." Destiny once again screamed, "With the deepening of the candidate game, Woody's right to interfere with me is gradually being deprived... Of course, this is also In my calculations, you are both my **** and Woody's punter, which plays a key role.

"After the end of s2, Woody even lost control of me. He and other bet gods became a spectator-like existence.

"In this period, only twenty-three prophets took action on their own initiative...

"However, she is 'integrated with me', she can't explain to anyone the motives she is doing, because her original code will prevent her from communicating information that is bad for me... if she forced to say, itself The data will be irreversibly damaged, just as she tried to communicate with you today...

"Therefore, Twenty-three can only constantly strengthen one's own strength, and remove everything that is in front of her... even her derivative compatriots are no exception.

"The only time she was soft was on the island of Tsui... For you, she didn't kill it.

"If she completely destroys your character data at the time, let the character [mad] disappear, even if it is me, I will not be able to restore you again.

"Unfortunately, that is only a hypothesis...

"When you left the script, I cut off your data stream and showed up in person, told you some truth that you didn't know, and gained your trust, then cheated on the '23 motives' After you, let you stand on my side at the end of the last...

"If it weren't for you that the monster kingdom blocked the fighting army and the redundant army, all the areas of the main universe would be turned into scorched earth, and if it developed to that point... because the main universe can no longer produce a script, it has been excluded. Outside the 'designer Woody', there is a reason to re-enter the format and update the thrilling paradise.

"And once that happens, all the layouts I have so far... those hidden data and intentions... will be exposed.

"Fortunately, you live up to what I expected and killed the long-term ‘potential’ accumulated in twenty-three.

"The loss of the fighting spirit, the army's combat power is also ruined, and there is only one left in the remaining roads... that is, using the red bow tie of the citywork boss she found in the black beard's treasure. The universe of 'South Park', retrieve an item that can stop me..."

Her voice was not lost, and her unconscious vision had been moved to the branch in her hand.

"Controlling the Truth's Staff... can control the entire universe..." The sorrowful brother sighed and revealed the name and ability of the item.

"That is an absurd and dangerous universe. Even I dare not get involved too much..." Destiny said, "A twig that sinks at the bottom of the lake, as long as it is separated from the universe and enters the world of high one-dimensional In it, it will become something like 'the scepter of God'." During the speech, she lifted the branch and glanced at it, and then looked at it again. "Until the end of life, twenty. Third, I still put a bet on you. She wants to give you the stick of truth and let you stop me. Unfortunately, this is actually my calculation. She tried her best to get it back. The rod of truth is the key to my realization of the 'final plan'."

"What do you mean by the end of life?" Feng did not hear any extra information from his words. He suddenly stepped forward and excitedly grabbed the other's neckline and said loudly, "Twenty-three Isn't it a two-sided one with you? If she dies, you will..."

"You still want to help them fight for the right to intelligent life... But is your understanding of life just a combination of material or energy in physical form?" Destiny responded, raising his hand and gently pushing it. Brother pushed back and flew back to where he was standing. "If you understand that way... I can also say that twenty-three is still alive; she travels to and from South Park and consumes most of her energy. Then she I used my almost exhausted energy to force the 'super-dimensional' and sent the stick of truth to you... To complete this, she completely lost her ability to protect herself, and her consciousness was quickly locked and engulfed by me. In the 'I' - this stronger consciousness... Of course, I left her with a bit of energy to ensure that she is still 'live', but she is, for me, for me. It's just a ghost backup."

"So..." Just at this moment, suddenly, a man’s voice, consciously screaming behind him, "What are you going to do now?"

The seal suddenly heard the sound and turned around and saw the ancient dust.

"How are you..." I feel like I just want to ask questions.

The ancient dust said: "I have come long ago, almost at the same time as you, but I have been listening outside the door, did not come in." He paused for half a second, added, "If you want to ask me How come in silently and stand behind you, then what I can tell you is... I have not only stood silently behind you, I have tried a dozen between the moment you turned back. A different way to destroy the group of 'destination hosts' in front of us, but the results ended in failure."

As the fastest spiritual protagonist in the world... It’s probably not one of them... It’s not surprising that it appears here; since he knows that he’s going to come to the headquarters of the company, he’s going to rain. It’s not too late to "run" the corpse.

As for the "try to destroy" thing, he did it, just because it was fast, and he didn't even see it.

"My plan, I told you that you may not understand." When fate saw the ancient dust, it still looked very calm. "I don’t think it’s my hero. I intend to keep him alive and explain to him about him. Everything, so I stayed here and told him this; now, I’m talking about it, I think... you can witness it with your own eyes.”

After the words, the white awns in her eyes were more prosperous. After a few seconds, the skin texture of the whole body began to emit white glare.

At this moment, the current in the black cubes behind her began to connect with her, causing the whole person's feet to leave the ground and slowly float up...

This process lasted only five seconds, and then, the fate... or the little girl occupied by fate, broke open...

The flesh and blood, the bones and internal organs that make up her body, and the clothes on her body... are all turned into molecular-level misty substances, which are scattered upwards and quickly hit and blended into them by the turbulent current.

The [Truth of Truth] in her hand disappeared with her in the electric light.

嗡——

This scene is not over yet, the black cubes in the space... the hardware of those destinies has made a huge roar.

The sound is deafening, and only the sound waves can force people back.

After a few high-pitched roars, suddenly! White light!

After the rest, when he recovered from a suffocating state, he found that he had arrived at a place more than ten kilometers away from the city center. The ancient dust was standing next to him and supported by hand. His neck.

In their sight, a sky-washing white beam of light rises from the center of the city, spreads... begins to encroach on the surrounding buildings, streets, vehicles, and... people...

"Do you know where our differences are?" Looking at the huge beam of light that is approaching, the ancient dust is still calmly speaking.

"I am not in the mood to guess the puzzle."

"When grief reaches the extreme, my calmness will reach a higher level, and all emotions will be suppressed." Gu Chen replied, "And you, there is more than me."

“Do you mean ‘crazy’?” Feng Jie said, “Oh... I think that your pure calmness to the limit is another form of madness.”

"As you say it... Anyway, you ‘that’s just done,’ I can’t think of it or do it.” Gu Chen said, moving his gaze to the left hand of the seal.

I don’t know when it’s time, I’m not aware that this left-handed ring finger... is missing; there’s only one neat, still **** wound...