I am invincible after I can read the file

No matter who it is, seeing another self standing in front of them alive will feel very amazing.

...and weird.

In order to distinguish, Jiang Huai called the guy holding the hammer "Brother Jiang" in his heart, otherwise he couldn't also call him Jiang Huai.

Brother Jiang probably also used a nickname for Jiang Huai in his mind, but the two of them tacitly didn't say it out.

Jiang Huai didn't put down the golden bird feather, senior brother Jiang glanced at the red arrow, and said: "It's nothing strange, I came back from reading the file, so I know you took out the golden bird feather, because the last file, I was caught by this shot through."

"But it doesn't make sense, as long as I 'die', reset the time, and reload the file... We will reunite this scene countless times. Anyway, we are all immortal here, come out and talk?"

Jiang Huai frowned: "Why don't you come in?"

"Because I know myself," Senior Brother Jiang sighed, "You will be curious about the situation in this room."

"I also understand me," Jiang Huai said, "Why did I shoot you as soon as I saw you in the last save? I'm not an impulsive person."

Brother Jiang smiled slightly: "'We' are neither, there is a reason why I can read files, so you come out?"

Jiang Huai turned his head to look at the little girl who was huddled in the corner. The little girl's pupils were dull and she was still trembling.

He frowned, and another person had already asked: "You were also protecting the back in the last save... I think, there is someone there?"

Jiang Huai remained silent.

He got out from under the table, and took a close look at "myself": "You just said saving and loading files—"

"That is to say, if you die, read the file, I will know nothing about what happened; and if it is me who dies, read the file, you will become the one who knows nothing? The two of us, why? Will it be like this now?"

Mirror image, clone, space-time disorder?

No, he took a look at the opponent with his spirit vision, and found that the level above the opponent's head was also lv10.

"If I had known," Senior Brother Jiang said, "I wouldn't have died several times before, just to confirm what happened."

The two looked at each other awkwardly and vigilantly for a while, Jiang Huai coughed lightly: "Then let me tell you..."

"Then let me tell you what happened to me." Brother Jiang said.

Jianghuai: "..."

The other party has already spoken.

"After discovering those monsters in the presidential suite, I chased into the dungeon corridor. The moment I entered, the system reminded me that the file was automatically saved."

This experience is the same as JAC.

"It was a long and narrow corridor. On the wall on the right was an oil painting. It was a black shadow holding a hammer high. On the left was a cheap doll, female, about one meter high, lying against the wall. The doll's brain is sunken, and it seems that it was injured by a heavy weapon."

Jiang Huai: "Wait a minute, did you see it?"

"Yes," Senior Brother Jiang said, "You emphasized 'look', because there is something wrong with 'look'?"

Jiang Huai talked about his own experience, including the difference between the Freddie couple and what he saw, and asked: "After I entered, the system reminded me [no matter what efforts I make, there will be no light here], and I always Go in, and the corridor is completely dark."

Brother Jiang looked at him silently: "I didn't receive such a reminder, and after I went in, the corridor was normal, but it was a little broken, and no one seemed to clean it."

Seeing that Jiang Huai was still thinking, he slowly spit out what happened next: "I found that the doll's sunken brain was dark red, and after cutting it open with a knife, I took out a real human brain from her brain, and the system prompted I [you should have it with you, maybe someone needs it], and suddenly the dark shadow in the portrait became real."

"I tried to attack the black shadow, but all the attacks would bounce back to me, but after blocking for a while, the black shadow suddenly melted, and a piece of black oil stained my shoes. Just in case, I picked up his left After pushing the door open, I saw a piece of darkness instead. The strange thing is that the light on the promenade did not penetrate into the space behind the door due to the rules. I almost tripped over the steps and ran away again. After a few steps, I arrived at this room, when I entered here, there was light, and then I heard your breathing under the table."

Jiang Huai frowned: "I have experienced the ladder you mentioned before."

"But when I got there, there was light, and when I walked down the stairs to this room, it was dark again, until I got under the dining table, and your footsteps came—but before that, I I heard the sound of turning on the lights."

Brother Jiang shook his hammer with a relaxed expression: "I also heard the sound of turning on the lights, just when I was standing in the dark area with stairs, so at first I thought it was you who turned on the lights, and then there was an Light up—isn't it you?"

Jiang Huai let out a breath.

"Forget it, anyway, it's unscientific for a person to split into two."

Brother Jiang looked at him with a smile, Jiang Huai rarely looked at himself from the perspective of a bystander, and felt that he really deserved a beating when he laughed.

Then Jiang Huai said: "But the appearance can be changed, and the clothes can be forged. There are only bows produced by the system. I don't believe that one can be copied."

"I also think," Senior Brother Jiang said helplessly, "does splitting mean duplication of equipment? But look, you and I have spoken words such as equipment, file loading, and system prompts. You and I will both load files after death. We can't figure out what happened for the time being, let's just treat it as a complete reproduction of two people."

He took out his [Golden Sparrow Ling] and gave Jiang Huai a skill appraisal. It was indeed the piece of equipment they were all familiar with.

Brother Jiang: "The place where I can see the light is dark to you, and the place where I can't see the light is bright to your eyes. In this case, the dungeon plots we both experienced are opposite. , why did they meet here?"

Jiang Huai lifted the curtain under the dining table and asked the other party: "Can't you see a little girl over there? Wearing a tutu skirt with lace and two braids, she looks very frightened and dare not make a sound."

Brother Jiang: "No...so this is the cause of the anomaly?"

Jiang Huai said: "The moment I found her in the dark, I heard the sound of turning on the light, and then the light turned on. But after the light appeared, although I could still see her, I couldn't touch her. My hand went through the the other party."

At first, Jiang Huai suspected that he had entered the past memory of the other party, so he was a phantom, but now he found that he was not a phantom, and the time period did not seem to be in the past, but the little girl was an untouchable phantom .

Brother Jiang: "Let's investigate this room first."

There are still dining tables and small round tables, but this time there are no plates on the dining table, and the brushes on the small round table have been put away, leaving only one painting.

The style of the painting is immature, and the strokes seem to come from children. It is a stick figure drawing with a stick figure with a wide open mouth. The sparse hair is only expressed by a few vertical straight lines. It looks silly in short-sleeved shorts. of.

【Painting: Storytelling Dad】

If it wasn't for the system prompt... I really couldn't tell that this person was telling a story.

At the moment when the system prompts, Jiang Huai and Senior Brother Jiang glanced at each other, and then read out the system prompt.

The system prompt they received this time was the same.

Brother Jiang asked: "What's the matter with the blood on your hand?"

Jiang Huai recounted his own experience. His memory is not bad, and he accurately recounted all the details including the system prompts.

"It's a bit strange," said the other side, "I don't have those two prompts, the prompts about 'light' and 'run forward'."

And—obviously, he didn't get a black goat either.

They also found other problems:

When Jianghuai explored in the dark, the front door of this room was locked, and the side door could be opened, but he did not enter.

But now the lights are on, the front door is openable, the side door is locked, and there is no blood on the wall.

However, Jiang Huai also found out why he didn't find the light switch when he touched the wall in the dark before——

There are two switches in the living room, one up and one down, the upper one is broken, and the lower one seems to be more suitable for children, unless Jianghuai is a little abnormal and rubs his whole body against the wall, otherwise he will not find this switch in the darkness.

The two looked at each other, opened the front door, and behind them was the familiar darkness.

Jiang Huai speculated: "If I didn't go under the tablecloth before, but just opened the side door..."

Brother Jiang answered, "I guess there is light behind the door."

"You also think..."

"I think so too..."

"You are my shadow." x2

Jiang Huai & Brother Jiang: "..."

"No, no matter how you think about it, it's you. It was bright when I entered the door, but it was dark on your side."

"It's because I can't see the light, so you as a shadow don't know when to run over and I can't find it. The time in the domain is abnormal. Maybe our sense of time for the copy is fundamentally different?"

——Well, it seems that no one can convince anyone.

The two lowered their heads, and both saw their own shadows under the light.

It's embarrassing.

The door is still open.

"We can go separately," Jiang Huai turned to look at the side door, "I thought I needed a key at first, but it seems that what I really need is not a key, but light."

Brother Jiang immediately understood what he meant: "Do you want to turn off the light?"

If the two guesses are correct, then turn off the lights, and Jiang Huai will return to the blood-stained living room, and he will be able to touch the girl.

Now that you have thought of it, try it. They closed the front door again, and then pressed the off switch. Jiang Huai got under the dining table. The moment he touched the girl, the light came back on. He and the terrified, trembling girl looked at each other again. .

Same as before.

Jiang Huai silently withdrew and looked at Brother Jiang, but he believed that it was not the other party who turned on the light, and sure enough——

"I didn't move just now, but the switch turned on by itself," Senior Brother Jiang frowned, "and I didn't hear other people's footsteps or breathing."

Of course Jiang Huai trusted "his" hearing, because he didn't hear it either.

"Maybe have to control the variables a bit."

This is their common conclusion.

Brother Jiang left here, and Jiang Huai turned off the lights again, so Brother Jiang opened the front door, waved his hand and left the room.

Jianghuai's room was once again pitch black.

After smelling the familiar smell of blood, he knew that it was the same room in the darkness before.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Huai has become much more proficient at drilling the table. He grabbed the girl's hand and clenched it into a fist, which was cold and small.

The light did not come on again.

He stretched out his other hand, picked up the girl and backed away slowly.

The body in his arms was cold and silent, Jiang Huai guessed that the other party had...

He leaned the child's body against the wall, apologized in his heart, and then groped from bottom to top. When he touched the neck, Jiang Huai's hand reached out.

His wrist sank slowly and finally hit something hard.

—the child's nearly smashed head.

The skull was smashed into pieces, surrounded by a thin layer of human skin, the facial features could no longer be felt, only a slightly raised shape, the skin was still connected to the neck, but fell loosely.

Jiang Huai also touched the dry and knotted hair, which was connected to the scalp and tied with two familiar little knots.

He hugged the other party silently, and opened the side door——

Sure enough, there is light behind the door, but with the door as the dividing line, the light cannot reach the living room.

It was a male bedroom.

The moment he stepped in with the girl in his arms, the girl's body and clothes melted into black oil, and instantly hit the ground—the black oil even increased, overflowing outward as if endlessly, but because this is not the entrance The space left for Jianghuai to explore temporarily.

He glanced around first, and noticed the small door on the right side of the room. The height of the door was a bit suspicious, as if it was for children to pass through. Jiang Huai had to bend over and squat to pass through.

[Need to open with a small key]

He tried the key he found in the vase, and it matched.

But Jiang Huai didn't open the door for the time being, but rummaged through the bedroom as quickly as possible.

Why do you say it looks like a male bedroom?The decoration is in cool colors, the cups are not stacked, the changed pajamas are thrown on the bed, and there is a pair of smelly socks on the bedside.

To be precise, it looks like a male bedroom with a rough look.

However, there are photos hanging on the wall. Jiang Huai noticed that there was a large bedside photo left after it was taken off, and there were many small photos, all of which were men and little girls——

"The big one is supposed to be a wedding photo? Is it a single father living with his daughter, because something happened to him and he became a single parent, so he took down the photo with his wife?"

He looked at the group photo by himself, then opened the bedside table, and found a human corpse squeezed into a small drawer. The corpse...or the parts of the corpse could no longer distinguish the positions of the face and limbs, all squeezed into the Together.

Jianghuai: "..."

He pushed back the bedside table silently, lay down, looked under the bed, and found a female corpse in red with disheveled hair, looking sideways at him, slowly showing a pale smile.

Jiang Huai took a step back, and the female corpse's hand stretched out at this moment, and then grabbed nothing.

He lowered his head again, and the other party still looked at him like that, and slowly smiled again.

Jianghuai: "..."

In addition to the bed, bedside table, there is also a wardrobe in the room.

He found two batteries under the pillow, and found a charging Q-version star lamp in another drawer of the bedside table. However, the battery model did not match, and the system prompted that the star lamp could only be used for half an hour.

Then Jiang Huai opened the closet. He ignored the mummy in the first closet, and the little ghost who suddenly appeared on the top of the closet after he approached, crawled around and looked at him, and successfully found a folded one in the closet. Cartoon drawing.

[Painting: eyes + head + heart = a person]

"This is the legendary... human body formed into an array?" But it wasn't, the cartoon and the system prompt couldn't match at all.

Because the picture shows a doll, a goat and two dark shadows.

The black oil has soaked Jiang Huai's shoes, but he did not leave in a hurry, but used footwork [Liu Yun]——

Consuming a little HP can stay in the air for a long time. In theory, it is enough for him to leave before the black oil completely submerges the small door.

However, he stayed on purpose to see what would happen when Heiyou came into contact with these "ghosts", first of all, the female ghost under the bed.

When the black oil completely covered the female ghost, Jiang Huai kicked off the bed and found that there was nothing underneath.

The female ghost disappeared.

"I think," he said, "I should guess what's going on."

——In this dungeon, Jiang Huai used the Yin Eye to only see the level and HP of one person, and that was himself.

The ghost just now, the shadow seen through the hole, and the little ghost’s head crawling around on the closet, all of them are not "ghosts", but something similar to black oil... He thought, it was a fantasy ghost .

The ghosts seen in Guyun High School are all the spiritual incarnations of real dead people in reality, but in the copy of "The Long Corridor", Jiang Huai has not actually seen a ghost so far.

They are all just things created by the master of the domain, they do not exist, they are virtual, including the Freddie couple, it is like——

"Relying on strong power, the characters in the story are shaped into living people."

Because the domain master loves stories, or rather, he... no, she is a story listener.

【Painting: Dad, Mom and their goats】

【Painting: Storytelling Dad】

[Painting: eyes + head + heart = a person]

Jiang Huai remembered the face of the man in the photo.

——The man who, by telling stories to Li Mingya, prevented the ghost twisted into a monster from approaching her.

——The host of the radio show of ghosts, no, the host of ghosts.

He still remembered why he entered the dungeon, because the signs left by the escaped monsters pointed to this place, and after he entered the dungeon, he hadn't encountered those monsters yet... Really?

Why did I meet Brother Jiang after I came in, and what was that black shadow?

If he guessed correctly, the entire domain is shaped by "story" as the main body, and the ghost at the core of the domain should be the host ghost's daughter, so what are the monsters?

He frowned, took out the "radio" he got earlier, and replaced the two batteries he found.

The radio started buzzing.

【Light is scary... It seems impossible to hear any sound in the presence of light】

It seems that it is impossible not to enter the small gate.

Jiang Huai had a premonition that he would reunite with Brother Jiang in the next exploration.

He pushed open the door, squatted sideways, and found that the space inside the door was very cramped, and still only people with the height of a child could walk together, and——

It was pitch black.

"...Zi...It's a pity...Finally...the show...I want to bid farewell to all the audience..."

The sound gradually smoothed out, as if the signal suddenly got better.

"I want to tell you the last story, which is different from the past. I hope this story can bring you warmth and laughter."

"I have a friend who has a lovely daughter..."

"One day, my daughter asked him, Dad, where did I come from—"