555 Stop 2 STOP-2: New Purgatory City: "Back to the Transporter"

-Hideka's subconscious-

04：22 AM

But she just saw it......

With your eyes, with your heart, you can see it all.

Hideka confirmed that it was seeing—a real scene, that is, seeing with the eyes, not thinking with the heart.

However, Xiuxiang would rather it be just imagination.

It's not imagination, it's better than imagination.

The shape was as if it had just been 3D printed, and Hideka suspected that it was also a replica, "It's like Dolly, no, it's better to be Dolly." On July 5, 1996, Dolly was born, and now she has been born for more than 20 years. Even if it were, it died young. Wasn't it considered to be a violation of principles and a great moral controversy when cells were used to clone Dolly sheep?Why does this place allow 3D printing of humans? It can't be a spoof, right?? What kind of place is this?" Xiuxiang remembered about checking out at the restaurant.

It seems to be the same thing just now, and it's the same.

"With 3D printing technology, any kind of person can copy it, how can you say this technology?" Xiuxiang's mood and feelings now are different from when I first met just now, not so excited and excited, "No matter how beautiful people are, they are no longer rare, because it is just something that can be copied at will, and this place is simply against the principle of reality." ”

"Why didn't you think of it before?" Xiuxiang was a little relieved, because she was not confused to the end, which was enough, and the so-called knowing of mistakes could improve greatly.

It's a little late, but it's much better than not realizing your mistake.

"What kind of place is this place where I am? I'm afraid it's not a great place. Xiuxiang was a little grateful to this hive gate, because the pace here was slow, and what she could do was limited, so she had time to think about these things, and she felt that her mind was opened.

Although he can't control his brain and mind yet, the distance of that control has been shortened, and it is not a dream to be within reach, and Xiuxiang feels that her body is not so far away.

Originally, there was no connection between the body in the car and my own body, even a 0.3 mm silk thread. It's like a flower looking at a rabbit, and there's nothing in common between them.

The flower may have seen a rabbit, but she doesn't know what it is.

The rabbit may have seen the flowers, too, and was just wondering if this thing could be eaten.

Hideka looked at her body and felt that it was a flower looking at a rabbit.

I am a flower, because I am still beautiful, and in my heart, sobriety is a kind of beauty.

And the person lying in the time commuter, the person who looks exactly like himself, is just a copy of a huge Xiuxiang, in Xiuxiang's eyes, the person lying down is no different from the person who is now dancing with a knife and a gun, and is not convinced.

It just looks similar, but there is really a distance between it and yourself.

Xiuxiang felt that the "person" she saw was ...... She is not a real person, and the atmosphere and aura on her body are different from herself, but if she is not a person, it is obviously wrong, so the distance between "her" and herself, how to calculate, I really don't know, I really can't ignore it.

She saw it.

It's like I didn't see it.

Because I don't feel anything.

"Is there so many switches in this world? Is this world like a series circuit?"

Is it also close to the series circuit deliberately set up in order to accomplish the task of teaching, and there are countless electric lights with small guillotine switches? The distance between myself and the truth is not far, but it is blocked by many switches.

If you don't close all the switches, you can't light any of the lights.

That person, right there.

Xiuxiang didn't want to touch it.

It's like looking at a 3D decorative painting, even though it's hanging in the open, there are no barriers, no glass windows, no crowds, nothing, you are so close to the painting. You can see it, and you can see it, it's three-dimensional, but you don't think it's a real view, because you know it's a painting.

Seeing is seeing and watching, however, the feeling is too subtle......

It's like a child returning to his parents after more than ten years, and the feeling of parents looking at their children......

I want to admit it, but I think that person ...... There are some clear diaphragms, and between trances, there is always a sense of distance.

That self...... Familiar and unfamiliar.

Hideka's eyes were closed and closed......

"Is she really asleep?" Hideka wanted to ask the man.

She's quiet, motionless, in that retro time transporter, she's there, she's not, facts speak louder than words......

"Wait!" Xiuxiang suddenly realized that something was wrong, "Where's Oh Min-suk?

The car was empty, ah, no, there was nothing in the car except for Hideka herself.

The car was the same as before, and there were no signs of any cuts at all.

"The big guillotine is gone, too!" Hideka was trying to see what else was different.

"Forget it, I've been found. It's not like the two pictures are different. Xiuxiang also gave up.