Chapter 324 Invasion of Brain Cells (End)

"You do not belong to my world, nor are you under my jurisdiction, so you don't need to call me boss." The system voice continued, "My name is...Zhuan Jie Zun."

"The name sounds like a super powerful boss..." Qiu Feng muttered in a low voice.

The cautious chief took out a pistol from the luggage compartment, opened the gun's safety, and looked up warily.

"Put away those useless weapons, traveler from another world." Master Zhuanjie said calmly: "Bullets do not pose any threat to me."

Before he finished speaking, a mercury metal ball with a diameter of about one meter appeared in the players' sight.

The sphere was suspended between the bookshelf and the ceiling, moving slowly to the top of the hexagonal area where the players were.

Zhuanjie Zun's voice, which was exactly the same as the system's voice, sounded from the metal sphere: "However, I don't want you to use those vulgar and boring weapons to destroy the books around you."

"You are the owner of this 'reasoning club', right?" Feng Bujue raised his head and said, "Previously, we were trapped in your spiritual world."

"Haha... It's not accurate to say that you are trapped there." Zhuanjie said: "What you said is as if I forcibly locked you in and prevented you from coming out." He laughed: " But in fact, you all broke in by your own will, right?"

Players cannot deny this. In the final analysis, this is just a script in the game, and they all took the initiative to arrange it.

"Okay, just treat us as uninvited... So, what are you going to do now?" Honghu looked up at the metal fairway above.

"I'm here to take away some things." Zhuanjie said, "Then, I will politely ask you to leave here." It said as it descended from the sky.

The four players were now on one side of the hexagonal area, and the metal sphere bypassed the iron cage. He landed in the middle of the four people unhurriedly.

The next second, the appearance of Zhuanjie Zun changed. It changed from a sphere to an old man sitting in a wheelchair. The old man was wearing a black suit and had white hair. His face looked very old, but his expression revealed a kind of wisdom and peace.

"Such an appearance and voice..." Zhuanjie Zun's voice also changed into a gentle and contagious voice, "Maybe it will make you feel more at ease."

"The 'comfort' you said...is basically equivalent to letting down your guard." Qiu Feng said.

"Hmph... Do you know? The two qualities of you travelers from other worlds that disgust me the most are aggressiveness and suspicion." Zhuan Jiezun sneered and said, "If I really want to kill you, when your consciousness comes The moment we got here, it was already torn into pieces.”

"You said you wanted to take something away." Honghu asked again, "What do you mean? There should be nothing on us that belongs to you."

"No, no, no..." Zhuanjie Zun shook his head and smiled: "Each of you has a key, right?"

The expressions of the four people changed.

"I did get a key in the memory space." The Controller replied, "But when I came here, the key was no longer with me."

Feng Bujue looked at his teammates and asked, "What? Have you also obtained the curse key in the memory space?"

"The key of the curse?" The chief controller asked doubtfully, "Isn't that right... mine is called the 'key of pardon'."

Qiu Feng said: "I also got one, called the 'Key of Blessing'."

After Honghu heard what the three people said, he didn't say much. He just said four words concisely: "The key to repentance."

Feng Bujue thought for a moment. Then he turned to Zhuan Jie and said, "After we came to this real world, all the items on our bodies were restored to their original state." He paused and said, "The key you mentioned has disappeared."

"Disappear? Haha... Didn't you realize anything after deciphering the 'truth'?" Zhuanjie Zun said with a smile: "Here, there... reality, illusion... where is the boundary?"

"Do you want to convince us... that world is also real?" Feng Bujue asked thoughtfully.

Zhuanjie Zun replied: "What if I tell you...a fantasy world built by a biological brain. And the so-called real world he lives in are actually two parallel spaces." His eyes swept over each person. The player's face said, "Then which world do you think is real?"

"According to your assumption..." Honghu continued: "Doesn't that mean that every intelligent creature among us has become a creator?"

"Why not?" Zhuanjie said: "One grain of sand is one world, one flower is one paradise, one tree is one bodhi, one leaf is one Tathagata." He said fluently: "Perhaps you and I are just another will It's a fantasy. Our existence itself is part of a certain 'script', and we are trapped in an endless cycle of conflict and contradiction, death and rebirth." He paused as if he remembered something interesting. He came down and sneered, and then said: "Maybe you can't understand it for a while, but that doesn't matter. There is a lot of time. After I finish explaining in detail, we will discuss the key matter."

After Master Zhuanjie finished speaking these words, his entire head suddenly twisted and changed. From the neck up, he instantly transformed into the appearance of Sherlock Holmes, and his voice also changed accordingly, "Shakespeare has a saying that is often quoted by people. ——There are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people." He raised his hand and pointed at his face and said, "The Mr. Holmes you just saw is the one in my eyes."

To be honest, the scene at this moment, at least in the eyes of the players, is very weird...

However, Zhuan Jiezun himself disagreed. He continued to state: "This man is cold, witty, alert, and calm... He has a casual side, but most of the time, his will is extremely determined. His appearance is a long face and thick eyebrows. , black hair, aquiline nose and thin lips. He speaks with a standard British accent, speaking quickly and in a high tone... and his trademark is his pipe and cane. "

At this point, Master Zhuanjie's head changed back to the appearance of the old man just now: "In the inner world of another person's mind, the image of Holmes will inevitably be different. Even in Conan Doyle's own spiritual world , Holmes is also changing all the time. He was originally a talented consulting detective, but later he became a phantom pursued by greedy publishers and avid readers. Even if he is no longer so good, he is not. People care."

Feng Bujue said: "So, every character we met in the test building is the 'Hamlet' you constructed after reading the original work?"

"No, each of them has autonomous consciousness." Zhuanjie said: "I am not their creator, but I am the creator of the world they live in." He waved his hand and said: "Just like Moriarty , Sherlock Holmes and Little Red Riding Hood told you that in that world, they have their own set of rules...even if I want to, it is not easy."

Qiu Feng interrupted at this time: "So... this is like a long comic that is being serialized. In the later stages, the author himself may not be able to control the development of the plot."

"Haha... Yes, your ability to understand is much better than those guys in the same dimension as me." Master Zhuanjie said with a smile.

His words shocked the players. It's normal for a character in a game to make some secondary remarks, but the sentence just now seems to show that he fully knows that he is just a set of data.

Feng Bujue, who had had several contacts with the derivatives, found it even more incredible. He couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that all these high-level data are unique and can store memories? Then aren't they almost the same as derivatives?

What worries Feng Bujue the most is...if these AIs could really 'understand' his situation, what would they do?

Zhuanjie Zun was still talking: "But you, you are not as superior as you think." He showed a meaningful look: "You have many questions, and I have all the answers you want. But From your standpoint, some answers you can understand and some you can't...

For example...at this moment, the question you are most eager to ask...how to clear the level. "

The players were speechless. They didn't know how to respond to the hidden boss in front of them. I don’t know if this Zhuanjie Master is still a boss...

"I can explain it in a way that you can understand, so that you can make a simple and direct choice, which will produce inevitable results." Zhuanjie said: "I can also tell you the answer that you can't understand, and What kind of phenomenon will it cause?" He spread his hands and said, "Unfortunately, I don't know, because only creatures with inferior intelligence, namely you imperfect but extremely arrogant humans, can find the answer."

"You are the sharpest stickman I have ever seen in my life, please accept my knee..." When Qiu Feng complained, he really wanted to kneel down.

"Hahahaha..." Zhuan Jiezun laughed: "Okay, you better go." The wheelchair under him turned on its own, making it face Feng Bujue: "Billy asked me to give you a message talk."

Feng Bujue was stunned for a second and asked: "Puppet Billy?"

"Yes, he said, this time, it will be considered as repayment for your help during the prison escape." Zhuanjie said respectfully.

After Feng Bujue thought for a few seconds, he asked, "Is this why you came here in person to let us go?"

Master Zhuanjie nodded slightly: "Otherwise, you guys will have to find a way to get the key out and find the exit here." He snapped his fingers, and four keys of different shapes suddenly appeared among the four players. In front of him, after pausing for a second, he quickly flew into the hands of Master Zhuanjie.

The players naturally recognize it, this is the one they each obtained in the memory space.

"I took the things back." Zhuan Jiezun pointed to the middle of a bookshelf, and a book on the bookshelf fell: "The back door of the club...has been opened for you."

At this point, Zhuanjie Zun's form changed again, turning into a white crane in the blink of an eye.

It flapped its wings and flew upwards, and said in a sharp voice: "I hope you won't come back here again, humans." (To be continued...)