Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1896 After understanding the situation, there is a way
Lin Sanjiu knew in his heart that there was still a long way to go between when the killing hotel didn't attack him and when he agreed to save the puppeteer—especially when there might be conflicts with other dungeons.

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

After getting acquainted with her, Killing Hotel was no longer afraid of offending her, and said whatever came to her mind. She was surprised at this moment: "How did you get in here? Don't look at you low-level, but your ability to run around is very advanced."

Lin Sanjiu has been tempered by the puppeteer, so he would not care about such words, and sighed: "We were participating in a dungeon...my friend, he has a bad temper and offended him. We should be That copy was thrown in."

"Isn't your friend an individual, what if you can still get the copy? As for throwing it here?" The Killing Hotel shook his head, as if he disapproved of his colleagues' behavior. "It's so nonsense, this shouldn't be a way for dungeons to vent their anger on humans... Which dungeon is it?"

"Confused the Great Palace."

As soon as these five words came out, Lin Sanjiu could feel that the expression of Killing Hotel changed slightly.He straightened up, his expression became serious, and he couldn't say it was taboo, dislike, or awe.

"It turned out to be him." Killing Hotel whispered.After a pause, he snorted again.

"what happened?"

"In the dungeon, he is very famous. To put it in your words, he is very strong."

Killing Hotel waved his hand and said: "But this kind of 'strength' is based on imitating and copying other copies... For copies of non-human origin, this is not a big deal. But for copies of our human origin, It’s a bit complicated for him. Even if we become copies, we still feel that this is our unique identity, and it’s always uncomfortable to be copied by him.”

...Unexpectedly, dungeons can be so human.

After learning that it was the Misleading Palace who threw the two of them in, the Killing Hotel became more interested in the puppeteer and asked a few questions; Lin Sanjiu quickly seized the opportunity, trying to persuade him to agree, It's just that she spoke so dryly that she didn't even make empty promises, but the 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 almost couldn't help himself.She didn't know what to do or how to do it - knowing that the motel in front of her was where the puppeteer was, but she forced herself to stand still; this became more and more difficult.

"Are you in a hurry, friend, it's fine if you can't pay it." Killing Hotel can see it, although the words are not very nice. "You should know that our body is still in the Karma Museum, which is just a...uh, a layered space built with our energy. Have you used space items? Yes, just like that."

As he was talking, he seemed to feel uncomfortable standing, so he stomped his feet—he obviously didn't think about it, and without any worries, his human legs suddenly disappeared; instead, they grew from the hip bones, A single hotel bed that extends out back.

It was like turning into a human horse, except that the body of the horse was replaced by a bed.

Lin Sanjiu looked at him blankly.

The Killing Hotel, which was suddenly shorter, didn't seem to think that this scene would be too strange for human beings, and continued to speak: "Once there is a conflict between us, it will make the part of our energy form The space is affected by ripples and shocks, which 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 'roles'? They just lose a little energy. Just send another 'role' down. Then the conflict will be endless Now, who is willing to do such a thing that has only disadvantages but no benefits."

"Don't the dungeons here never do anything?" Lin Sanjiu was so anxious that he was almost on fire.If the dungeon refuses to help, no matter how low-level it is, or how weak it is, she will do it.

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

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

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

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

Killing Hotel jumped up and stood up as a human again.

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

"It's hard to explain clearly in human terms... let's use an online game as an example. We are not here, so our perception of this dimensional space is indirect, and it is seen and heard through the 'role'. As long as the other party It probably seems to be a copy, with the characteristics or breath of a copy, but it is actually difficult for us to tell whether you are the copy itself or someone who is carrying a part of the copy."

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

Why "meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign country" can make other dungeons misunderstand her identity, she finally has the answer.

Indeed... when Killing Hotel discovered her identity, it wasn't because the line on her arm wasn't enough "copy", but because she didn't know anything about the symposium.

When she asked "when will the symposium start", Killing Hotel yawned and became suspicious.At that time, he may not be sure, so he just said vaguely, "The symposium is very long, and I am not afraid of being absent for a while"——

and many more.

Lin Sanjiu shivered and raised his eyes.

"When you were suspicious of my identity, you didn't directly answer me when the symposium would start, but instead said, 'I'm not afraid to be absent for a while', because the symposium is actually going on all the time, and there is no such thing as a start time, but But I don't know, this is my tell's foot."

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

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

"No, no," Lin Sanjiu became excited, "I know this is enough, I have a way, maybe I can save my friend! I just need you to do me a favor without risk."

(End of this chapter)