Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1895 Purpose of the copy

Chapter 1895 Purpose of the copy

"I'm 'Killing Hotel'—"

The following words suddenly became lighter, farther, and blurred, and were shaken away by the thunder and lightning that suddenly pierced through the night sky.

A flash of lightning struck, and the motel in front of me was white and bright: the doors of ten rooms were closed, and a series of joyous laughter came from a woman from behind an unknown door; an old Ford was parked crookedly in the parking lot Here, the driver's door is wide open.

"Who is it?" A man shouted almost frantically, indistinctly, surrounded by the buzzing TV news in some room, reluctant to let go. "Who did it, who? Come out!"

When Lin Sanjiu was startled, the scene of the motel under the dark night, the white and heavy thunder and lightning, the red drink vending machine with lights on alone in the shadows on the first floor... just like when he came here, suddenly Disappeared.

"……Nice to meet you."

Only then did the second half of the sentence from the red T-shirt clearly reach her ears.

Lin Sanjiu blinked, feeling her heart beating faster, the startling scene was gone, and cold sweat just broke out.

What she saw just now was the copy of "Killing Hotel", right?

Could it be that this is equivalent to the "business card" of the dungeon, as soon as the dungeon reports her name, she will be able to recognize and see the content of the dungeon?
"We don't have to name names between copies,"

After hearing Lin Sanjiu's description, the red T-shirt - Lin Sanjiu still had a hard time calling someone a hotel - didn't look surprised.

"We only need to glance at each other to know the general type, content and mode of each other... It's a bit like the scene you saw just now. Unexpectedly, when we face humans, reporting our names will have the same effect."

When facing humans, the effect should be weakened a lot.

At least the scene that Lin Sanjiu saw just now did not contain a lot of information, not as much as the hints given by the words "Killing Hotel" - she was more like watching the trailer of Killing Hotel and experienced A sense of atmosphere in it.

The red T-shirt was obviously very pleased with himself, very chatty, pointed to his feet and said: "Look, this replica creature doesn't wear shoes, does it? Because he's been barefoot in the hotel room. Look at my Are the ten nails all yellowish? Because the walls of ten hotel rooms are the same color."

Lin Sanjiu was a little dazed, following his gestures, his eyes slowly turned around him.

According to him, the red T-shirt is the symbol of another replica creature, and a certain stain on the body is an important clue to survive the level... He said that if a person who has participated in the "Killing Hotel" sees him, he will feel the same. There are familiar details and aura everywhere on him, because he is not a simple complex of copy creatures—he is the copy itself.

After his introduction, Lin Sanjiu felt that he could call him by his real name.

"You didn't answer my question directly." She lifted her spirits, tried to calm down, and repeated: "Why do you, a copy with the goal of capturing and killing evolutionaries, want to help me?"

Killing Hotel was silent for a few seconds.

"When I was outside, driven by instinct, I had to run a copy, which caused the death of the evolutionary... Like a computer program, how to go is out of my control. This is my willingness to capture and kill the evolutionary, It's not the same thing. When I'm here with you, I'm relieved to find that since I don't have to run the copy compulsively, I'm temporarily free from my instinct."

Lin Sanjiu raised an eyebrow.

He waved his hand and said: "Don't get me wrong, I don't cherish the life of an evolutionary, or feel guilty. Your life and death are meaningless to me. The reason why I breathe a sigh of relief is because I I finally freed myself from this compulsive way of existence for a while...Generally speaking, people who used to be a copy of the previous human beings have this feeling more often."

She couldn't help but think of the truck driver who had to repeatedly circle the streets in a hopeless search for prey.

"If there is no need to do something here, it's a bit like... How should I put it, like I have been an instinctive slave for a long time, and the master is away for a while, and I continue to enslave myself. So, I Not to help you, I'm just looking for more ways of existence and possibilities for myself." Killing Hotel shrugged and concluded.

Lin Sanjiu thought for a while, and finally nodded, as if he agreed with this statement.

"Of course, there are quite a few copies here that fully embrace instinct and were not humans before." He added: "Besides, I think there must be many copies that believe that humans should not exist in this place... Once they find out, I really can't say what they will do with you."

"If a copy attacks me, how should I resist?" she asked.

The Killing Hotel rubbed its chin, as if it was difficult to answer. "To be honest, I can't think of it. As a low-level creature, what can you do? Even if your evolution ability and special items can still be used, they are useless to us. If you don't believe me, try it."

As he said that, he really stepped out of the parking lot, stood in front of Lin Sanjiu, and leaned half of his body up.

...just try it.

Lin Sanjiu managed to call out a [Ghost Painting] that he had never used since he acquired it, and opened the canvas.No matter how she used it to pat the Killing Hotel, [Ghost Painting] was like the most ordinary painting, it didn't respond to him at all.

The Killing Hotel put its hands on its hips, without any scruples, and urged her: "There is nothing else? This thing is designed to absorb people, no, we are not human, just a human 'role'... If I am willing, I can also be a red drink vending machine. It’s just that the human form is the most convenient, so everyone chooses the human form.”

Lin Sanjiu waved his hands somewhat dejectedly.

It's not a human or human form problem, she can feel that when facing the killing hotel, the special item is as silent and calm as a stone.

Facing the dungeon, could it be that she and the puppeteer really can only make a chopping board fish?
"Since you know that you are in danger, why are you still staying? It's good to leave early. Why do you want to find a copy of Youhu, just to jump into his arms?"

Don't look at Lin Sanjiu's many questions about this place, the Killing Hotel also asked her one after another—"Also, how did you get in here?"

She smiled wryly—if only she knew how to get out, she was still counting on the puppeteer to provide an idea.

After thinking about it, Lin Sanjiu changed the way of asking. "What might the copy do to me?"

"Huh?" Killing Hotel was taken aback.

"Didn't you say that other dungeons might attack me?" Lin Sanjiu asked, "What methods can dungeons use?"

The Killing Hotel frowned, and replied in a deep voice: "...that should depend on the copy. Some copies, such as the one I met at the symposium just now, are a maze, and they are best at using specious information to make people I thought I was walking towards the exit through rational analysis, but actually I was walking step by step towards the core of the maze. If the information maze wants to attack you, I guess it should be through words, making you slowly become its puppet—but you You don’t notice it at all, because you feel like you’re thinking clearly all the time.”

"You dungeon, how can it be harmful to communicate at the symposium?" Lin Sanjiu shuddered.

Kill Hotel laughed. "It doesn't need to communicate, we know each other at a glance. What we communicate... I can't express it in human words."

"If you have a chance in the future, you can try to tell me." Lin Sanjiu asked again, "What about other dungeons? For example... the dungeon of Touring the Lake?"

"He, I think he's about the same as me," Killing Hotel said, "it's a copy where evolutionists can kill each other under a set of rules, and we don't take the initiative to participate in it. So this kind of copy should be After grabbing you, just don't let go."

Lin Sanjiu was shocked. "and then?"

"What will happen to the human beings who have been trapped in the copy?" Killing Hotel asked rhetorically, "Of course they will become copy creatures in the end."

How long has it been since the puppeteer was trapped?

"To be honest, I need help." She lowered her voice and said hastily.

Killing Hotel had an expression of "I've seen it a long time ago".

 I accidentally fell asleep before... I got up again, and finally finished writing!
 
(End of this chapter)

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