[Zhongyingmei] After inheriting the throne

"What's that in the mirror world?" Peter asked curiously.Although he has been a street vigilante with superpowers for a long time, it is unheard of for such an overly magical situation.

"You remember you walked into the mirror, right?" Miss Martin reminded him. "The so-called mirror world is the world that exists inside the mirror. However, it is different from the traditional mirror space in that it does not have a corresponding and opposite relationship with the real world, but reveals the most real everything."

Isn't there a saying that says that when you look in the mirror, what you see is your own heart.

"Do you remember what you saw just now?"

Peter tried to recall what she said, but the previous memory only stayed before entering the mirror.Like the feeling of Miss Martin's cane coming, the hallucinations before him slipped away with flashes of sharp pain, and were suppressed in the subconscious like a dream.He only has one feeling now, that is the residual satisfaction, relaxed and happy mood.

Peter honestly shook his head and said, "Sorry, I seem to have forgotten." He was still trying to recall, but only a few elusive phantoms remained in his memory.

"Perhaps it's a good thing not to remember," said Miss Martin in a low voice.Then, she began to explain to Peter that "whether you saw the good or the bad before, it's what can happen in real situations."

For example, everyone knows the concept of parallel universes that have been spoiled in science fiction.An event at a certain point in time starts different developments with different decisions, and if you continue to run along the timeline, you will get completely different results.In the end, these large and small results constitute different fates for the same person.

The events in the mirror project the possibility based on reality.

"Of course, compared to the ordinary mirror world, this mirror world is more special. Generally speaking, if you enter the ordinary mirror world, what you see is exactly the same as yourself, or Completely opposite people, living either the same or opposite lives, experiencing overlapping trajectories. It is a copy of you."

"As for this, it belongs to the mirror world constructed by the magic mirror. The so-called magic mirror, you can think of it as a magic item with self-awareness. And for a magic item with self-awareness, the starting point of all its actions is In order to maintain its own survival, for the magic mirror, if it has a master, then it will try its best to please its master; if the magic mirror is not restrained and controlled by the master, then it may have greater ambitions. "

"Unfortunately, I think we've run into the second situation. The magic mirror will still respond to people's wishes, but at the same time, it will also take some rewards." Like a spider weaving a web carefully, and then Waiting for the right prey to break into it.

"The magic mirror will attract people to its mirror world through some means. I think it probably captures people in a way that responds to people's expectations, and then lures its chosen prey into it by weaving some seductive illusions. After that, it will use various small means to confuse people to give up their will and stay in the mirror world. In this way, the magic mirror can use their bodies to exchange identities with real people from the outside world, so as to gain greater initiative .”

"Then what will happen to those who stayed in the mirror world?" Peter asked quickly.

"Of course they are left in the mirror world, because they have given up their existence."

"So, did I almost fall for the trick just now?" Peter couldn't help being startled.Although he has forgotten what happened just now.

"Okay, now that you're awake, let's not waste any more time, let's act quickly." Miss Martin urged, "You know, you are not the only one left in the mirror world."

"Ah, do you mean that apart from me and Fiona, there are other missing persons who have also entered the mirror world?" Peter had already forgotten at this moment that he had fabricated the identity of a bystander who did not know about the disappearance case.

"That's right, that's it." Miss Martin nodded, ignoring his flaws. "So we have to find them one by one now and wake them up. Hopefully it's not too late."

Miss Martin stretched out her cane to explore the way in the mist. She looked back at Peter and stretched out her free left hand, "Hurry up, don't get lost."

Peter glanced down, then put his right hand on it.The hand he was holding was a circle smaller than his own, but for some reason, in this mist, this hand gave him an incomparable sense of security, as if Miss Martin knew everything that happened in front of her. Never surprised and hesitant, always so firm.

Miss Martin led Peter forward through the mist, seemingly aimlessly walking.Peter only knew that he was following her all the way forward, but no matter where they went, there was a thick white fog all around, and they couldn't see anything clearly.

"Miss Martin, what are we looking for?" There was no one in sight.

"Can't you feel it?" Miss Martin seemed a little regretful, she thought this super vigilante could help her more.But even that is enough.

They continued to walk forward, and Miss Martin suddenly stopped halfway, and Peter, who was pulling, also stood still after a step.

"Here's one. You'd better remember the feeling." Miss Martin said, and then stretched out the cane that made my head hurt just looking at it.She didn't let go of Peter's hand, but she just threw the cane up with a little force, just happened to hold the end of the cane, then raised her arm, drew a round arc in the air, and looked towards the unknown The location of the name was swung away vigorously.

There was another familiar "crackling" sound.Peter saw the dense fog in front of him, from the soft and light state like cotton candy, to a frozen picture in an instant, and then the picture shattered with the cracks spreading on it, like glass slag "crash" La" went down.

Emerging from behind the mist is another wandering being.He looks about 50 or [-] years old, wearing a pair of glasses and a plaid shirt, looking like an ordinary middle-aged man, babbling "Oh, Maria, Maria .”

"What happened to him?" Peter asked.

"Just a poor wifeless man," replied Miss Martin, with a glance, not knowing how she saw it.She also commented by the way, "He shouldn't be here, at least, he has to remember that he still has a daughter to take care of."

Peter has learned not to ask Miss Martin such questions as why do you know her wife is gone and why do you know he has a daughter and not a son

You can see so much information at a glance, this is probably the gap between a famous detective and ordinary people

"Then how do we wake him up?" Peter continued.

Unexpectedly, Miss Martin turned her head and cast her eyes on him.

Peter was taken aback by her staring. Why is she looking at me? Do you want me to wake him up? But I was woken up by Miss Martin myself.

He couldn't help recalling that painful feeling on his forehead.

"This person's symptoms are still mild, why don't you try it," Miss Martin said.

"Try how, do you want me to give him such a blow?"

Miss Martin let go of his hand suddenly.However, she did not pass the cane to herself to use as Peter expected, but gestured to the middle-aged man, "Don't worry, this is the world in the mirror, so it will not cause damage to the real human body. Since your strength is so great, it shouldn't be a problem to wake him up, maybe we can save a little time."

Well, he got it.Isn't it the physical awakening method?

Peter didn't ask again why Miss Martin could see that he was actually very strong.He just made mental preparations and silently apologized to the middle-aged man.

Then he looked at the fat belly of the middle-aged man, swung his clenched right hand, relaxed as much as possible, and punched lightly.

Although Peter has restrained his strength, how can Spiderman's strength be so weak? Under the action of Peter's fist, the middle-aged man flew back a short distance before falling to the ground.Peter withdrew his fist. Seeing the middle-aged man fell to the ground screaming in pain, he felt guilty and quietly hid his right hand behind his back.

The pain was fleeting, and soon the middle-aged man woke up under the effect of the pain.Seeing himself surrounded by a thick fog, he couldn't help but look around "God, what's going on, where am I"

Miss Martin stepped forward and explained briefly, whether he believed it or not.Then, after asking about the other person's name, she wrote that name in her shorthand.

"You wait here and don't move, all this will end soon. We still have important things to do, so let's go first." Miss Martin bid farewell to the middle-aged man, and beckoned Peter to follow her.This time they didn't have to hold hands, for Peter was now sober enough to be her assistant.

Peter silently followed Miss Martin in the void, and after Miss Martin found the people who were isolated in the mirror world, she woke them up physically.Whether they are old or young, male or female, they are all indulging in this illusory world without exception.

But none of them followed Miss Martin as Peter did, and she just told them to stay where they were and wait for them to settle the matter.

As they continued to wake up, Peter felt that the nearby fog seemed to be less thick, at least he could see Miss Martin walking three steps away from him.Peter also felt as if he had regained some sense of direction, and he could slowly feel the barriers hidden in the thick fog and mixed with the fog.Behind these barriers, there are people who are bewitched by the mirror to the world in the mirror.

Even these people who have entered the mirror world are too many, Peter is very surprised.He thought that the gossip he heard before would only attract some curious and adventurous young people, but he didn't expect that there were already dozens of people who fell into the hands of this magic mirror.He felt like his fist was about to go limp.

It's a pity that none of the people they found was the Fiona they were looking for.

Just thinking about it, Peter suddenly heard some different voices in the mirror world.

The voice was calling, "My child, my child, come to mother's side."

Peter couldn't help but look back, and a piece of fresh green broke into his vision.

The white mist suddenly disappeared.

The author has something to say that the last chapter should be fixed, this chapter is crazy

Belle sighed Peter, it's a pity you don't have the talent for magic.

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