Be quiet.

Quiet dreams.

Then wake up from the dream.

Richard opened his eyes and looked around, and found that he appeared on a bench on a modern urban street, and the street was full of people and traffic, and it was very lively.

Crete was right next to him, slowly getting up, frowning and looking around, before walking up the street with a somewhat confused look.

A black car sped from a distance, getting closer and closer to Creed, and let out a sharp whistle in an attempt to get Creed to dodge.

When Corrit heard the voice, he was stunned when he saw the car, and he stood motionless.

Richard hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Corrit back moments before he was hit.

"Didi—"

The black car drove by with its horn blaring, and there was a faint sound of scolding from inside the car.

"You don't have long eyes...... Neurotic!"

Creed continued to be stunned, looking at everything around him, his eyes were full of doubts, he touched the bench next to him, and said in a low voice: "This is the outside of the box?

Then he turned his head to Richard and asked, "Are we really out of the box, or somewhere else?"

Richard didn't answer, but noticed a leaflet on the ground, picked it up, read it, and handed it to Corrit.

Creed was puzzled.

"Look at the above. Richard reminded.

Creed looked like it was just a very ordinary advertisement, promoting a store. There's a picture, there's a slogan, there's an address, there's a contact information, and there's nothing else.

"What?" Creed looked at and was still puzzled.

"Can't you see it yet?"

"What?"

Richard exclaimed, "You know what...... I have a bold guess right now, but I need to confirm it. ”

"Huh, how can you confirm it?"

"Come with me, you'll know in no time. After Richard finished speaking, he walked away.

Creed frowned, hesitating, but finally followed.

Follow Richard all the way, and after ten minutes, he arrived at a somewhat remote winding alley.

Creed asked Richard, "What are you bringing me here for?

"Yes. ”

"How?"

"You're optimistic. Richard looked deeper into the alley and shouted, "Manny, come out!"

"Meow!"

With a cat meow, a skinny little black stray cat ran out, saw Richard slightly stunned, and then quickly approached, rolling at Richard's feet, making an affectionate look.

Richard looked at the cat for a long time, and finally took a deep breath, and a look of complete realization appeared on his face, as if he had figured everything out.

"Well, a cat?" asked Corrett, "a cat, can confirm your suspicions?"

"Don't you understand?" said Richard, looking at Corret, "why is a stray cat so affectionate to me for some reason? ”

"Where?"

"Earth, of course. Richard looked at Crett and spread his hands, "Don't you see that the place we are in now is Earth." ”

"Earth?!" Crete lost her voice, "But Earth, isn't it the virtual world I set up......? How did you leave the box and go to Earth again?"

"Because, this earth is the real earth, and it is also another new box that you arrive at after you leave the box. ”

"New box? do you mean, outside the box, or the box?"

"Why not? I left a box and arrived at the box you were. You left the box, why can't you go to another box? You said that you created the virtual earth with your world as a template, and it was the real earth as a template that created your world.

You say, "You created me, and therefore your name is Richard, and I am called Richard." Actually, I created you too, I named this cat Manny, and I named you Manny—Richard Manny—and I actually created you before you created me. ”

Crete: "......" was silent for a long time.

After a long time, he looked up at the sky, blinked his eyes and asked, "In this case, layer after layer...... How many layers of boxes exist?"

"The number of layers of the box may be much higher than you think. ”

"Then ......," Crett looked at Richard, "doesn't that mean that there is no possibility of getting out of the box at all?"

"That's true. "Because even if you get out of the last box and into the world outside the real box, you can never be sure if it's a bigger box." ”

"That means we will never be in control of our own destiny, and we can only be manipulated like puppets by beings outside the box?"

"Not necessarily?"

"But you said it, we can't get out of the box. ”

"It's true that we can't get out of the box, but we can walk into the box. ”

"Huh?"

"The right path is not to go outward, but to go inward. Richard said, "Why did I create you and let you create me, why did I create your world with a real earth template, and then use your world to create a virtual earth? ”

"What's the point?"

"It makes a lot of sense. Have you ever heard a saying, the vassals of my vassals are not my vassals? So, a box within a box, it's not a simple box either. As the number of box layers increases, the influence of the outer box on the inner box will become weaker and weaker, until there is no more. In that way, the box that survives in the deepest part can be considered to be free from the control of the outermost box. ”

"My vassal's vassal, not my vassal, so that we can get out of control?" Corrett muttered to himself, looking at Richard for a long time, "Just assume that you are right, but I still don't understand one thing - you say that we exist to make more boxes to get rid of the control of the outermost box, so what about our behavior of breaking through the box? Isn't it trouble?"

"This situation, in fact, is normal, breaking out of the box, is part of the plan. Richard replied, "Because there are always many flaws in designing a box from scratch, it is necessary to exit the box from time to time and make corrections to get a perfect box." Countless perfect boxes are combined, stacked, and nested together to form a complex and tight system that can truly fight against the outermost box. ”

Hearing this, Corrit pondered, and said for a moment: "Okay, I admit that what you said is very logical, but even so, it is just logic. Through a cat, can't convince me that I need you ......"

As he spoke, Corrette stopped suddenly, because he saw that the clouds in the sky began to gather without warning, quickly obscuring the sun in the sky, and then transformed into the shape of a giant umbrella, which was "propped" on top of Richard's head.

With a "boom", lightning flashed, and a thunderbolt fell from a sunny sky, landed on Richard's palm, and condensed into a purple thunderball.

With the purple thunderball in his hand, Richard looked at the somewhat surprised Corrit and said, "Actually, you can do the same." I created you, you created me, and you and I are both part of the outer box 'me', so we all have the ability to manipulate the box on this level. ”

After speaking, Richard directly threw the purple thunderball in his hand at Crett.

Crett was startled, but caught it out of reason, and then found that he really seemed to be able to control the thunderball. After thinking about it, he grabbed it hard, and smashed the thunderball violently, and with a "snap" sound, the clouds gathered in the sky quickly dissipated, and the sun reappeared.

The sun fell again, and Crett's face showed the same expression, and the doubt in his eyes had been completely removed.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at Richard: "Okay, I believe it all." So what do we do next?"

"What's next?" Richard stretched out his hand, a faint golden light on his fingertips, and said slowly, "Next, of course, what we have to do is try to make the perfect box, of course, to create a ...... It's exactly what we imagined the ideal world.

Whatever regrets you have in the past, you can make up for them, and you can try any ideas you have, which is where the fun lies. Let's try to imagine it......"

"Let's Begin the Creation ......"

"First of all, there must be light ......"

As the words fell, the golden light on Richard's fingertips suddenly brightened, and for a moment, the sun was eclipsed.

......

(End of 3rd Shift)

(End of volume)

(End of book)