On the side of the road, Lan Mu stopped a taxi, fortunately this is not a big city, otherwise he would not even be able to get out of the rough car without a mobile phone.

Lan Mu sat firmly in the co-pilot and reported the address of the author's residence.

Seeing that he was wearing a black robe, and his face was horribly pale, the driver looked at him frequently.

The whole strange person, coupled with Lan Mu's always stiff expression, made the driver speechless all the way.

Lan Mu couldn't remember the way, so he had to rely on taxis.

Soon, we arrived at our destination.

"Ten pieces."

Although the money is small, Lan Mu is penniless.

I don't even have a mobile phone, but I wear this ring on my finger.

It's the wood carved ring, the low-interface containment object, it's not bullshit here, Lan Mu even suspects that elementary school students can crush this containment object that he has spent most of his life.

"Huh?" The driver saw that he didn't react and looked over.

It was impossible for Lan Mu to get out of the car, the door was locked.

I saw him calmly reach into his robe and take out a strange thing.

Nether Hook.

When he and Bester played this thing, he confiscated it, and later when he played chess, he also confiscated it, and hid it in his robe and scored zero point with him.

Clearly, the Nether Hook, like the ring, has lost its effect.

Whether this is true reality or not, at least it's not the same interface anymore, and the containment information is impossible to acknowledge.

But it's still useful, at least in appearance, this hook is quite hideous!

"Open the door......" Lan Mu said gloomily.

The driver was startled, and immediately opened the door and ran out first.

Lan Mu sat in the co-pilot, and if he swung up with a hook, he would not be killed.

The driver regarded him as a perverted murderer, and he dared to mess around with an iron hook in broad daylight, how dare he be a hero.

Lan Mu Shi Ran got out of the car, hid the hook, and walked straight into an old building.

He turned a deaf ear to the shouting of the driver.

When passers-by heard the driver shouting that he wanted to kill someone, someone was robbing, and so on, they just looked at him, but no one really rushed up to him.

Seeing that he walked away calmly, the driver finally rebounded a little, thought he was unlucky, got in the car and left, anyway, it was ten yuan.

However, Lan Mu estimated that he would call the police, after all, he broke into the house with an iron hook, and he looked like a strange person.

Fortunately, this old building is not a community, and there are no security guards, which allows Lan Mu to calmly find the author's residence.

"That's it."

Lan Mu staggered into a building and went up to the third floor with a handrail.

When he found the door that the author told him, he saw that there was a small doorbell box nailed to the wall.

It took a lot of effort to remove the plastic box, and with a clang, the key to the safety door fell to the ground.

"Huh."

Lan Mu calmly opened the door and broke into the residence.

This is not a big house, and the smell of disinfectant almost made him faint.

Lan Mutie blushed, closed the door, and at the same time had already taken a look at the layout of the entire house.

Eyes turned to a bedroom, and through the crack in the door, the lights were on.

Lan Mu didn't go over, but walked in the other direction first, which was the kitchen without a cubicle.

He took a sharp knife to remove bones in his hand, and then threw the iron hook on the sofa.

"Sure enough, this knife is much heavier......"

It stands to reason that Lan Mu is so weak now that he should have a hard time holding the iron hook, but in fact he doesn't.

He understood at that time that not only was he weakened, but everything he brought was also weak.

On the contrary, a knife he took from the kitchen was much harder and sharper than an iron hook here.

With the knife, Lan Mu walked to the bedroom door and slowly opened it.

A reddish-brown puppy pounced silently, wagging its tail frantically at his feet, pulling Lan Mu's legs, quite excited.

Ignoring the dog, Lan Mu looked at a man with his back to him.

The man was sitting at the computer desk by the window, headphones on and tapping on the keyboard, barely aware of anyone entering the room.

Lan Mu walked over expressionlessly and stopped behind the man.

"Crackling ......"

Under the tapping of the keyboard, text keeps appearing on a writing software.

Looking at the paragraphs of text, Lan Mu almost collapsed.

"Bastard, you're just a mortal too......" This anger is directed at the real author.

Because the real author does not respect himself, or in other words, the so-called tacit understanding between himself and the author is extremely fragile.

In front of him, the passages of text depict everything that happened when he arrived here, including the scene with Chen Tang and the interaction with the driver.

What this meant, with Lan Mu's cleverness, immediately thought of it. At the moment, he wished he was stupid.

He could see the author writing about his recent experience in front of his eyes, which meant that he was still under the author's control.

The one with the headphone codeword is a fake author, and the one I met before was also a fake Chen Tang.

Perhaps, Chen Tang really exists, and in the real reality, he influenced the author and destroyed the experiment of the tacit understanding between Lan Mu and the author.

At this moment, Lan Mu reached a false reality.

Here is a false reality, then everything can be shown to him by the author's editor.

The author deliberately arranged for the first person he met when he woke up to be Chen Tang, which was to tell him the reason for the incident.

The fake author in front of him, silently coding words, is also the real author of the underworld and told him: I am still controlling you.

"Tell me what to do? Let me come out, isn't that also the author's pursuit? I can do anything for my own pursuit, and you, is it so easy to compromise? Rubbish! ”

"It's just vulnerable!"

Lan Mu was almost crying, but the author didn't stick to his tacit understanding with him and let him collapse.

He looked out the window distractedly.

Suddenly, the author of the codeword took off his headphones and shouted: "It's finished!" Teddy, you're ready to eat! ”

Lan Mu frowned, he is not such an easy person to compromise, everyone in reality may only like to talk about it, but he is not, he is Lan Mu!

Here, no one can understand his pursuit, but will he just give up?

At this moment, he suddenly realized another possibility.

Perhaps, this is the real reality, after he was destroyed by zero, the permission of the author and the reader, coupled with the unknown rules, really brought him here.

It's just that the author still has the power to control him, and the author himself doesn't believe that he will really come out, so he was influenced by Chen Tang and continued to write.

What the author is writing in front of him is not even known to him, and he is secretly mastering what is happening in reality.

This experiment not only led to the fact that he really reached reality, but also inadvertently created a 'containment of the real world', a book that can control reality.

"The odds are low, but ...... Not zero. ”

Lan Mu has come to this day, desperately fighting for a pursuit that he no longer knows if it is imposed on him by others.

He will always find a reason to persevere, and he will always be able to grasp the meaning of life from infinite despair.

Even if the possibility is infinitely close to zero, he will fight for it.

If the current situation is as he thinks, then the author, who still controls his destiny in reality, must die.

Take 10,000 steps back, even if this is not the case, this is just a fake reality, then Lan Mu will also kill him.

Think of it as venting your anger.

There is also hope that the words in front of him can control his destiny, and they can also control the fate of false reality.

If it is true and false reality, this may be the only thing he can rely on to continue to go on and pursue it infinitely.

No matter what the reason, Lan Mu will kill the author.

"Lan Mu!" The author turned around and wanted to find his little teddy, but saw Lan Mu carrying a knife behind him, for him who had just finished writing the ending, there was nothing more terrifying than this!

Even Chen Tang didn't know Lan Mu's appearance, but where would the author not know him. Seeing Lan Mu was completely unexpected, and his brain suddenly went blank.

"Poof!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Lan Mu stabbed a knife directly into the author's heart, and the blood stained the T-shirt, but it had not yet begun to bleed.

The author's face was in pain, but his strength was much greater than that of Lan Mu, and he almost broke Lan Mu's arm when he grabbed it.

But Lan Mu had already fought hard, he used all his strength to push down the author whose body was weak, and the whole person pressed up, pressed the knife with the greatest force, and plunged it straight into the depths of his heart.

The author stared at Lan Mu, puzzled and frightened, but speechless.

Lan Mu didn't pull out the knife, although this way the author would not die immediately, but he had no strength.

He let the author lie in a pool of blood and struggle slightly, waiting for death.

"The view from the window is so beautiful."

Lan Mu muttered softly, and the author could only twitch, already dying, and the puppy called Teddy was so frightened that he clamped his tail and whimpered.

He sat firmly in front of the computer, examining the last part of the story. And at the end, I added the whole book and sent it out for the dead author.

The author stared at Lan Mu, puzzled and frightened, but speechless.

"Lan Mu didn't pull out the knife, although this way the author won't die immediately, but he has no strength."

He let the author lie in a pool of blood and struggle slightly, waiting for death.

"The view from the window is so beautiful."

……

[Tsk, the whole book is over.] 】