【——AD.1999.5.9——】

Without Anderson's expected pursuit, the sunglasses and black suits simply gave up as soon as he got on Trinity's motorcycle.

Eventually, after a bit of lightning, the bike stopped in front of the gate of a four-storey old villa on the outskirts of the city.

Anderson clutched his waist and jumped out of the back seat of the motorcycle.

"You don't have to force yourself to just grab the back bumper, Neo." Trinity pulled her bike aside and looked at Anderson with a look that seemed to make her want to laugh and hold back.

"No, I'm a gentleman, and I can't hug the waist of a lady who has only seen two sides." Anderson grinned a little, but he was still stubborn.

As a small person in the Mixed Matrix, Anderson knows the truth of taking advantage of small advantages and suffering big losses, and hacker masters like Trinity and Morpheus must have something important to find him, and he must not leave a bad impression on them again when some special departments start to track him.

"Saw only two sides? You should be like this," Trinity skipped the topic and walked towards the main entrance of the villa, "Well, I can give this gentleman a piece of advice: when dealing with Morpheus, it's best to be honest." ”

"You can rest assured," Anderson said after a pause as he watched the heavy doors of the villa slowly open by itself, "I have always been very honest with people I can't afford to mess with." ”

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Contrary to what Anderson had expected to be full of high-tech equipment and security, the villa looked like an old-school, medieval-style castle, except that torches and candles had been replaced by electric lights.

Taking off her sunglasses, Trinity led Anderson through the first-floor hall with a marble floor with intricate black and white patterns, and then climbed the stairs to a spacious room-like conference room on the second floor with thick wooden doors.

Inside, a tall black man in a long dark blue trench coat was looking out the window with his hands behind his back.

Beside him was a round table that looked like a cup of tea and a pair of high-backed chairs with soft backrests.

Anderson's tall black figure was impressive, but he wasn't sure if it was because of the shiny bald head or the sunglasses that were almost as dark as his skin.

"Morpheus, I've brought Neo." Trinity turned and closed the door.

"It's an honor to meet you." Anderson stepped forward and reached out.

Unexpectedly, Morpheus reacted even more, and he directly shook his hands back: "No, it's our honor to meet you." ”

"Uh, what?" Anderson was confused.

Judging from the current information, it should be that he has caused some catastrophe in the matrix, resulting in a farewell to a familiar life, and under the leadership of the guide, he joined a mysterious hacker group and began his journey to the world.

But looking at Morpheus's attitude towards himself, there seems to be something not quite right.

Morpheus didn't seem to be about to explain, pulled out the high-backed chair next to him and sat down, and then gestured to Anderson:

"You may be seated."

"Uh, thank you." Anderson pulled out another chair and sat across from Morpheus.

"Neo, have you ever felt like the world wasn't real enough? Sometimes you can't even tell the difference between reality and dreams? Morpheus gestured with his hands up.

Is this some philosophical problem?

Anderson thought about how to respond philosophically, but couldn't find the right sentence, so he finally replied honestly: "I'm drinking high a lot." ”

Snort—he seemed to hear a laugh from behind him that he couldn't hold back, but then barely stifled.

Morpheus's expression did not change, and after a slight pause, he continued to ask, "So, do you believe in fate?" ”

"Nope."

"Why?"

"Because if fate exists, it means that there is a certain being to write and maintain it, and to deal with the bugs and errors that may occur during its operation, and this endless upgrade and maintenance of the product is something that even we programmers try to avoid."

"Oh......" Morpheus' face was a little dazed.

"Personally, I think that if there is a supreme being, He will not arrange a predetermined 'destiny' for everyone," Anderson opened the conversation: "He will arrange only the 'character' of each individual." ”

"Please continue." Morpheus leaned forward, as if interested.

"Countless [Personalities] have caused countless [Choices], and countless [Choices] have caused countless [Results], and these countless [Results] eventually converge into [Destiny]," Anderson exhaled, spreading his hands: "So, I don't believe in the existence of [Destiny], if anyone really intends to weave such a large [Destiny] that just imagination makes people want to give up [Destiny], then it can only be a [supercomputer] without emotion." ”

Pap, pap, pap, Morpheus sat on the sofa and clapped his hands slowly, the corners of his mouth slightly curled, as if surprised, and as if he was not surprised, Anderson didn't know for a moment whether he agreed with his point of view.

"Trinity?" He looked behind Anderson.

"Thirsty? Philosopher? Trinity smiled as she put down two cups of tea on the table.

"Thanks, uh-" Halfway through Anderson's thanks, he saw the words on both teacups: "Drink me?" ”

"Alice, who followed the rabbit into Wonderland, is not surprised to see these two words," Trinity put down her teacup and walked behind Morpheus to stand, "Morpheus has two 'eat me' here." ”

The "god of sleep" guides others into a "sleepwalking wonderland...... There doesn't seem to be a problem, although the image of "Alice" is up for debate, Anderson thought to himself.

"Neo, we already have a basic understanding of each other, and you may think that your life has been completely changed, but in fact, you still have the right to choose." Morpheus took a pillbox from the pocket of his trench coat and opened it.

Not surprisingly, inside were two finger-sized capsules, one red and one blue, all with "Eat Me" printed on them.

"Just like you think," Morpheus looked at Anderson's expression, "If you choose the blue pill, you'll go back to your original life, and those sunglasses guys won't bother you anymore, but if you choose the red pill, we'll tell you what's inside the rabbit hole." ”

"Before you make a decision, I must remind you that this is a one-way train," Trinity added, looking at Anderson's face, "As you said before, the [fate] caused by these two [choices] will be completely different and will never intersect again." ”

"I just wish I had a nice queen of hearts down the rabbit hole right now." Anderson shrugged, didn't hesitate to pick up the red pill and stuff it into his mouth, and then drank the tea on the table.

…… Did Trinity give herself a blank look?