Wutong suddenly felt that his legs were weak, and Suo sat on the grass with his buttocks, looking up at the core consciousness of "crazy": "What do you want to tell me?" ”

Seeing that Wutong was no longer frightened by himself, his core consciousness shrugged his shoulders boringly, and he also sat down beside Wutong, supported his body with his arms, looked at the lake in the half-plane of the forest, and said calmly: "Young man, don't be so anxious, our 'time' is still a lot just to tell you that what you think of as the 'world' is not as 'real' as you imagined." There are many worlds like "Endless: Abbron" and "Endless: Feron", such as "Endless: Flood", "Endless: Mythology", "Endless: Future", and "Endless: Interstellar" are just worlds with different game backgrounds and contents. ”

He suddenly turned his head to stare into Sycamore's eyes, and said in a very terrifying, hollow voice, "What I want to tell you is another 'version' of the game you played: Endless: Reality"

Wutong suddenly felt a burst of creepy, jumped up in horror, and stammered, "What do you want to say?" ”

The core consciousness also stood up, patted the blade of grass on his buttocks, pinched up a green blade of grass and shook it in front of the sycamore: "Do you think this leaf is 'real'?" ”

Wutong's eyes involuntarily focused on the blade of grass between his fingers, the emerald green color, he could clearly see the veins between the leaves, and even could smell the fragrance of grass and trees emitted by the broken leaves in the air, and see the juice oozing out of the broken hole

"So"

The core consciousness suddenly let go of the blade of grass, and Sycamore's eyes involuntarily fell with the fluttering blade of grass until it landed on a log floor.

Wutong froze, stiffly and slowly raised his head, and looked around, this was his bedroom!!

Wutong screamed miserably, his spirit was a little broken, and he stumbled back in horror and sat on the bed, but what he touched in his hand was the Pooh bear quilt that he was familiar with Okay, don't bother with the problem of Wutong a big man using such a kawaii quilt, which was forcibly replaced by Lori Xiaoxiao.

"I have to remind you that as a [fatal], if you can't bear this level of stimulation and cause a mental breakdown, you will be 'obliterated' by 'him' in the true sense!"

The core consciousness reminded Wutong with a smile, "obliteration", which sounded very scary, and the frightened Wutong decisively calmed down, and stammered tremblingly: "What's the matter?" ”

"What's going on?"

The core consciousness pushed open the door of the sycamore, Shi Shiran walked through the living room, through the courtyard, and strolled in the Bauhinia Manor, the sycamore followed step by step, the original familiar manor, but now it was empty, making him feel very terrifying.

Because it is online time at the moment, the girls in the women's professional play department are all lying in their rooms, and the manor at night is quiet, only the mushroom lamps dotted in the grass emit a soft light, and the small fragrant mountain behind the manor exudes bursts of fresh phytoncide, which makes people feel refreshed.

"Is this manor yours?"

The core consciousness wearing a fiery red robe looks particularly strange in such a modern manor, but Wutong's brain is already confused at the moment and can't think about how the core consciousness can break away from "Endless" and enter reality, and was asked by the core consciousness abruptly, and subconsciously replied: "No, I'm just the administrator here"

The core consciousness looked back at Wutong and smiled: "Then where is your home other than the identity of this administrator?" Where is your family? Who is the owner of this manor? ”

Wutong instinctively wanted to answer, but he was stunned when he opened his mouth, yes!? In addition to being the caretaker of Bauhinia Manor, where is your home? Where is your own family again? Who is the owner of this manor???

He didn't have an answer at all, and the only memory was that he had grown up in this manor since he was a child, and he seemed to have never seen the owner of this manor?

This is ridiculous, Sycamore panicked, how could anyone hire a baby as a caretaker? How can there be an owner who has left a manor idle for more than twenty years?

However, his memories before his youth were so vague that there was no standard and accurate answer, as if he had always taken it for granted!!

There was a look of fear in Wutong's eyes, and he said in horror: "Is it difficult?"

The core consciousness shrugged his shoulders and pouted, "Don't you remember, do you?" If I told you that this 'real' world was just an urban life game "Endless: Reality" set up by 'him' in order to give the player a real 'background', would you faint? ”

Wutong gasped heavily, he really wanted to faint, but this was something that was easy to do in reality with his weak chicken physique, but now he couldn't do it.

The core consciousness pointed to a slender tree and said, "I remember you still have a druid [subclass], right?" Put a [Plant Growth] on that little tree! ”

Although he was puzzled, Wutong, who was already in a state of panic, instinctively released the few basic natural magic techniques [plant growth techniques] he had mastered to the small tree according to what his core consciousness said, but when the emerald green light flashed, Wutong immediately reacted, this is in reality, how could he release the skills and spells in the game?

However, the picture in front of him made the sycamore fall into sluggishness again, the slender little tree seemed to be cast a time lapse spell, and grew rapidly, the branches continued to thicken and rise, and the branches continued to expand and open, and in a blink of an eye, it grew from a small branch that was only more than one person high, to a towering tree dozens of meters high and surrounded by ten people!

The stammering Sycamore looked up at the tree rising in front of him, and was completely unresponsive.

The core consciousness touched the mottled bark of the tree and sighed, "Look, surprised, right? Just by not going through the 'Dream Mechanic', you can do such amazing things in 'reality'! ”

Sycamore stretched out his trembling hand and pressed it against the tree, and the touch was definitely not like an illusion!

After a while, Wutong swallowed with difficulty: "If 'reality' is just another virtual game, then who are we?" An NPC like the 'Natives' in Endless? ”

"In a way, yes."

The core consciousness withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "But how do you know that those 'aborigines' in "Endless" are not another form of player? ”

Sycamore was a little puzzled: "Another form of player? ”

The core consciousness began to wander the courtyard again: "You should know the 'Soul Doctrine', right?" The 'soul' of man, which is what we call 'consciousness', is actually immortal once it has a carrier. ”

Wutong nodded as if he didn't understand, and exclaimed with a flash of inspiration: "Do you mean that those 'aborigines' are all 'souls' of human beings after death?" ”

"To be precise, it's not 'becoming', you can think of it as some kind of 'reincarnation', or 'rebirth', but they are reborn from one 'world' to another, except that they don't have the so-called 'essence', and they are no different from you."

'Wait!' They'? 'We'? ”

Wutong keenly grasped the problem in the core consciousness discourse, and said in surprise: "You mean to say that we, the 'players' who live in Endless: Reality, have a physical substance, and the aborigines who live in Endless: Abbyron have lost their substance?" ”

Core Consciousness laughed, "You're smart. ”

Wutong excitedly grabbed the arm of the core consciousness: "Then how do I 'go offline' from "Endless: Reality"? ”

The core consciousness slowly put away his smile and said very seriously: "You don't like to see the picture after the 'offline', are you sure that after seeing the 'real', you won't have a nervous breakdown?" You know, once you have a mental breakdown, you won't even have the chance to be reincarnated again! ”

Wutong was stunned for a moment, hesitated slightly, and said firmly: "Since you have told me so much, I want to know the truth!" ”

"The truth? The truth came from there! ”

The core consciousness shook his head self-deprecatingly, and with a slight wave of his hand, the scene in front of the sycamore was like a broken block, scattered piece by piece, and the sycamore himself was also black in front of his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long it took, Wutong slowly woke up from the darkness, only to feel weakly soaked in a layer of viscous warm water, when he struggled to open his eyes, but found that he was soaked in a transparent glass dish like a capsule pill, and couldn't help but struggle in panic......

With a soft sound of "snort~", the viscous liquid wrapped around him suddenly began to fall, and he didn't know where he was sucked in, and the capsule was opened, and Wutong crawled out on all fours with soft hands and feet like a newborn baby.

Coughing violently for a while, Wutong discharged the fluid in his lungs, breathing heavily, and suddenly a pair of legs appeared in front of him, Wutong slowly looked up, but the core consciousness that was still wearing the red robe was smiling at himself, and handed him a white robe.

With his strength quickly restored, Wutong barely got up from the ground, and while putting the white robe on his ** body, he looked at the surrounding scene in amazement.

It was a huge silver hall, high and bottomless, with rows of towering metal shelves lined with countless capsules, each of which was faintly soaked in a human body!!

As far as the eye can see, it seems that endless tall shelves spread all the way to the end of the line of sight, and the surroundings are quiet, only the cold light that does not know from there illuminates this strange space.

Wutong trembled and said, "Where is this?" ”

The core consciousness indifferently summoned a one-meter-square metal plate, let the sycamore stand up, and just floated in the air with the sycamore and began to visit this terrible world: "Here? This is the [Asian Continent-Huaxia District-Hubei A9765865-G43124] organism storage station. ”

Wutong was horrified: "What's going on with these? ”

"These? It's the essence of you 'players'! ”

The Core Consciousness smiles and begins to tell Sycamore a story that is indescribably terrifying or magical, and leads him out of the underground "living organism storage station".

(Trouble note: There is about related content, interested readers can refer to my book "Platinum Farmer Trouble Brother", I will not go into detail here, the two books have little to do with each other except for setting the background, so it does not affect the reading.) After visiting the real earth environment that completely restored the original ecology of nature, the core consciousness returned to the original point with the sycamore, and said to him with a smile: "You'd better go back to the petri dish, after all, you will be the sick chicken physique in "Endless: Reality", which has nothing to do with the innate weakness of your body in reality, although it does not affect your health, but you still lack the ability to survive in the outside world."

Wutong, who didn't hear what the core consciousness said at all, was like a walking corpse, and the core consciousness was stuffed into the capsule glass that belonged to him again, and the viscous transparent liquid was filled with the capsule again, and his eyes dimmed again, and the next moment, Wutong found himself back in the Bauhinia Manor.

Looking up at this manor that he had lived in for twenty years and was extremely familiar, Wutong said numbly: "Let's go back to "Endless: Albert", I don't know why here, I think it's so fake."

The core consciousness shrugged his shoulders and waved his hand, and the surrounding environment returned to the appearance of the forest half-plane, and the sycamore sat on the edge of the small lake sluggishly, silent for a long time, as if it had become an empty shell without a soul, forgetting time, forgetting itself, and looking at the calm lake like a stone.

"Reality is more fantastical than virtual, isn't it?"

The core consciousness smiled and explained Wutong, and after a long silence, Wutong took a breath: "You can tell me now, why are you telling me this?" ”

"Because, you, or you [fate], are actually the blood that 'he' left for himself!"

The core consciousness said calmly: "Of course, it does not mean that you are the descendants of 'him', from a certain point of view, you are 'him', although in your generation, I don't know how many generations it has been passed on." ”

"Well, I'm just a replica of someone's replica of a

Wutong also seemed to accept his fate, looked up at the core consciousness and said: "You just said that you are a 'consciousness split' left behind after 'he' fell asleep, so what does it have to do with me being 'awakened' by you from the virtual?" ”

"No, in fact, you are no different from the first generation of clones, just continuing the bloodline of 'his', you can think of it as replacing the new 'hardware', but retaining all the 'software' To some extent, you are already a reading individual, and there is nothing wrong with treating 'him' as your 'ancestor', although you have exactly the same DNA."

Core Consciousness smiled: "As for why I want to wake you up from the virtual, it's because I'm just a 'Consciousness Split' without an 'entity', so I need the help of you [Fatalists], ah! By the way, now you can call yourself [Eternal]. ”

"Help? What can we, insignificant beings, help you, like the creator God? ”

Wutong said with a smile: "The 'outside' world I saw just now doesn't need any labor at all, right?" You could have woken up some people to help you if you needed to, couldn't you? How many people do you have now? With that kind of accumulation, the world's population is probably in the trillions, right? Coupled with the 'soul' accumulated over countless years, you can always fill the surface of the earth with human flesh, right? It's not difficult to make a pair of ** and resurrect those 'souls', right? ”

"That's true, but it's not necessary, otherwise, 'he' wouldn't have made a way for human beings to follow the rules of birth, old age, sickness and death, and it wouldn't be difficult to modify genes to increase lifespan."

The core consciousness nodded: "To be honest, the long-lived races you have seen in "Endless: Eberon", such as elves and dwarves, are given to those races as a reward at a certain time when he is still awake, not to mention these. ”

"I can't awaken any other human to help me except you [fatalists], that's the rule he has made!"

As if sorting out his thoughts, the core consciousness looked at Wutong and said: "What I want to say is that 'he' has been lost in the world he has constructed and can't wake up, and has lost the control of 'him', "Endless" is falling apart, and even because of the rules formulated by 'him', the [Eternal] under the leadership of another 'consciousness split' has been derived, uh, to be precise, it should be called [Harmonizer]. Have you ever heard of the 'three-self theory' of 'id, ego, and superego'? ”

He pointed to himself: "I am the 'self' personality of 'him', which represents 'rationality and wisdom', and the other 'consciousness split' is the 'id' of 'him', symbolizing '** and instinct', while the supreme 'superego', that is, the highest personality of his ontology, has fallen into a deep sleep, so I can no longer coordinate with 'self consciousness'. ”

"This creates a competitive relationship between us, and I try to awaken the 'superego consciousness', but the 'id' thinks that this destroys the rules assigned by 'him', constantly stops me, and begins to destroy the 'world' that 'he' has built, destroying those beings that 'id' consciousness feels do not conform to the 'rules'"

The core consciousness smiled bitterly: "There is no right or wrong between me and the 'ego', but the 'superego' that can suppress us has fallen into confusion again. Therefore, what we have to do is to follow the 'rules' set by 'him' and repair these 'worlds' that have been destroyed by 'self-consciousness' without triggering the backlash of 'self-consciousness'"

"It's a pity that if Endless: Alberon were to be seen as a 'mirror fragment' of the main material world, I would have lost three times to the hands of the 'self' consciousness, which led to the 'Endless' creation of 'Endless' going through three periods of serious disruption."

Sycamore was dumbfounded: "Then what can we help you?" Playing World Puzzles? "According to the core consciousness, this is simply an infinite super puzzle!

The core consciousness nodded: "Just like what you did in the world of "Endless: Eberon" this time, trigger the plot according to the 'rules', trigger the 'rules' to automatically fuse those broken 'fragments', and repair them level by level, until the entire "Endless" is repaired, awaken the 'superego', and let 'he' return from being lost!" ”

"Gollum" swallowed his saliva, and Wutong asked tentatively: "Don't tell me, we have to 'fix' all the way up from the 'big version' you just said?" You just said that even "Endless: Abbron" is just a mirror fragment of a 'big world', right? ”

The core consciousness shrugged helplessly: "Although it is very slim, but at least we have put together a 'fragment', haven't we?" The three planes that are fused by the big plot you triggered are the next fragment. ”

Gasping for air, Wutong stared blankly at the still open light curtain, the Kovalare Continent, which had fallen into a sea of fire, and the super creatures gathered after merging with the three space-time and space, gasped and said, "How much time does it take to repair the 'puzzle' you said according to the rules of the game?" ”

The core consciousness laughed, "Does time still mean anything to you, the [Eternal]? ”

Wutong muttered: "Now, some of them are 'playing', but now Kovalare has become like this, how do you let me start?" ”

"It's okay, you're not the only [Eternal] in Endless: Abbron, they'll help you."

The core consciousness glanced at the chaotic Kovare: "As for this chaotic situation, it is actually easy to do, we can choose to 'restart'"

Wutong was dumbfounded: "Restart? You mean, restarting the game, as I've experienced? ”

Core Consciousness smiled: "Yes, how about you look at the new 'version', which is called Endless: Reboot?" This time, though, you won't lose your memories and will participate as the Eternals, so do you want to play as a legendary mage from 'history', or the head of some arcane law school? ”

Wutong shook his head desperately: "I'd rather be a player!" ”

The core consciousness shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Whatever you want, as long as you follow the 'rules' and don't attract the attention of the [Harmonizers], you can do whatever you want!" ”

"Send me back!"

Wutong looked at the smoke-filled Kovarare Continent with sparkling eyes: "My friends, still waiting for me!" ”

"As you wish."

The core consciousness smiled and waved his hand, and the figure of Wutong turned into a streamer, threw himself into the light curtain, stared for a while, and the core consciousness sighed: "Actually, I would prefer you to take over my position as the core consciousness, and I also want to be a 'player'!" ”-

The giant wheel of history is slowly turning, [Dawning Calendar - 2014] ends, the new calendar [the first year of the Apocalypse] begins, a new chapter, from this moment "restart", new stories, new legends, will continue in the new "world", so stay tuned for "Endless: Restart"!

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