"You may not have touched a computer, which is a PC, a personal computer. On this device, virtual games can be run, and there is a type of game called RPG. ”

The monkey master sat by the fire, reading a book while giving the lazy and stunned Teresa Science next to him, regardless of whether she could listen to it or not, anyway, there was always someone who could talk to him.

"The full name of RPG is Role-playing game, and we play as a character in the game to complete the adventure. In other words, our will becomes the will of that character in the game. In that illusory world, both the rule system and the power system may be incompatible with the player's own world, but this does not affect the player's experience at all. So from another point of view, when facing higher-dimensional creatures, we, low-dimensional creatures, are actually equivalent to those game characters in the virtual world, they create us, manipulate us, and our world, rules and powers are all created by them, using their imagination. Or let's put it another way, we may just be characters in a cartoon or movie, and the person who created us may be just an ordinary greasy fat man, but for us, this humble person is our God of Creation and Destruction. Oh, and you may not quite understand what a cartoon is, but ......"

"I've seen Mickey...... Crazy plane, I also have the feelings of a little girl, okay? ”

"Oh, let's go ahead, but your focus is a little weird." The monkey master put down the book in his hand: "I'm not talking about this, I just hope you can understand that in fact, we are all other people's creations." ”

"I understand." Teresa nodded: "But I don't quite understand, if we are really created by someone else, then we are the protagonists?" If not the protagonists, why are we still able to exist? ”

This involves a question of world view, a successful work, in addition to the storyline and characters, the most important thing is the world view. To create a worldview is to create all the rules in this world. For example, let's watch a movie about vampires, you know this well, right? ”

"Well, I like to watch it, even though I'm a vampire guy."

"Well, if we set the main character to be a ...... named Van Helsing"

"Wait, wait, Van Helsing, I know, it's Stokerry's character, have you seen it too? Dracula, right! I loved reading his books when I was a kid. Teresa's eyes lit up, as if she had found a like-minded: "Do you like his books too?" ”

"Don't interrupt me." The monkey master squinted at her: "We set the name of this protagonist to be Van Helsing, and he is a vampire hunter. Then first of all, there need to be vampires in this world, and the existence of vampires, the fantasy power system is the basic tone of this world. So under this tone, what will be the life of human beings and how will vampires survive, this is also a foundation that needs to be laid, so that the basic world view is roughly completed, and the next step is to set the rules. For example, holy water, sunlight, and silver bullets can hurt vampires, and humans will become vampires if they are bitten by vampires, and vampire hunters are people who use holy water and silver to fight and hunt vampires. Next, a set of rules for mutual restraint was established. Under this set of rules, even outside the story, there will be countless independent characters and stories derived, and the aggregation of these derivatives becomes a separate world. Even if you are not the protagonist of this story, you have the same rule power as the protagonist, that is to say, aside from the story itself, everyone is the protagonist of a certain story in any world, the difference is only that the story is bland or not, surprised or not surprised, tragic or not tragic, majestic or not, the epic of heroes can touch people's hearts, and the lives of ordinary people can also touch the heartstrings. ”

With such an explanation, Teresa, who didn't know much about the world system, immediately understood, but she was still a little disappointed to think that she might just be something that someone else had inadvertently created, but the last thing a smart person could do was to feel sorry for herself, and she recovered quickly.

"Why do we watch movies? In addition to pastime, it is more of a desire to snoop, to peep into other people's lives, to peep into other people's worlds, to spy on completely different worldviews, just like everyone wants to enter other people's boudoirs. This desire to snoop is a kind of driving force, which will prompt more people to describe new worlds, so that we have many different faces, and there are many different universes, and the universes will differentiate into their own parallel universes according to their own changes, so a huge and complex multiverse will be formed. ”

"Why do you know so much?"

"Guess." Master Monkey didn't say anything like being well-informed, and a guess left Teresa speechless.

But after finishing speaking, the monkey master put down the book, walked to the window and lit a cigarette, and gently exhaled a puff of green smoke: "If I am not wrong, the other one you have been born, somewhere, Nephilim's efficiency should be quite high, but I don't know where you will appear, if you are lucky enough, your memories will be brought to that you the moment this world dies." ”

"I'm a little uncomfortable." Teresa sighed, "But it can't be helped, if it's doomed, this is the best way." That...... Can I still meet you? ”

"Let it be." Master Monkey turned his head to look at Teresa: "Maybe I was no longer me at that time, maybe it was me who existed in another mode, in short, many things are unpredictable, just accept it calmly." ”

At this time, an agent hurriedly walked in, he glanced at the monkey master, then looked at Teressa, and did not speak.

"Advisors don't need to shy away."

"Yes, Miss. So, we got in touch with the people of the Eastern Brothers, and they said that their power was dead in name and could not help us, but they told us about the Shadow Council, and the Far East branch of the Shadow Council held a meeting in Shanghai every March, and their meeting was about to begin. ”

After hearing this, Teresa raised her head and asked the monkey master, "What should we do next?" ”

"You don't have to do anything, help me say goodbye to Imola, and then ......" The monkey master walked to the door and opened the door: "If you have a fate, you will see you in another world." ”

Seeing the monkey leave, Teresa stood on the balcony for a long time and couldn't come back to her senses, then turned around lightly and returned to the room, sat in the place where the monkey had sat before, picked up the book he hadn't finished, and after a few glances, suddenly raised her eyes to look at the fireplace, and then threw the book in: "Goodbye." ”

When saying goodbye is torturous, I think that some people will turn around and say goodbye when they leave, but never see each other again. Goodbye in another world, who knows if they can see each other, who knows what it will be like to say goodbye.

But some sentimentality can only belong to ordinary people, for those who have something on their shoulders, there is no time to have this kind of emotion, although I don't know what that person is shouldering, but Teresa knows that the weight on his body is far more than he imagined.

"It's a pity that you're not mortal, it's a pity that you're not from here, otherwise you're ......" Teresa narrowed her eyes and smiled, "You'll definitely be killed by me." ”

As soon as the monkey master said goodbye, he turned around and arrived in Shanghai, which seems to be different from the history books in this era. Charming women in cheongsams and coachmen in felt hats and Shaoxing accents, as well as those strange-looking things, mingle in the most prosperous city in the Far East, seemingly coexisting in harmony.

In this era, Shanghai was full of concessions and mixed personnel. But the only thing that hasn't changed in the past hundred years is the hangover in the spring rain and the busy ships in the port, but I have to say that although it is different from what I imagined, the idol dramas of the Republic of China such as deep love and rain are really misleading, and the lives of young masters and grandmothers in those mansions are really not suitable for ordinary people, Sanmao Wanderings is very appropriate.

In this sick era, the status of foreigners is much higher than that of natives, and the highest status people in the city are actually foreigners of all kinds except for gangster tycoons and military and political tycoons, and even those nightclubs and dance halls are mostly oriented to such people.

The monkey master walked on the street with his hands in his pockets, and as soon as he came out of the alley, he was surrounded by a group of begging children, who were wearing thin clothes and stretched out their dirty little hands to the monkey master, which looked distressing.

"You can't steal it." The monkey master pressed a little beggar who took advantage of the chaos to touch his pocket, then opened the wallet from his pocket, took out a stack of dollars, and handed them to the little beggars one by one: "After I go back, I won't be beaten by your boss, and I can live a happy life for a few days." ”

After astigmatizing the money, the monkey continued to walk forward, but after the little beggar scattered, he found that he was followed by a few little hooligans in green clothes and felt hats, this kind of ruffian hooligans are actually representatives of each regional culture, anyway, this kind of scoundrel will not be less in any era.

The monkey master didn't take these people seriously at all, his time was not valuable, but it was not worth wasting it on this group of people, so he just casually teased it, and inadvertently exposed the pistol on his waist, and those little hooligans turned their faces and left without saying a word......

"What are you still playing over there, I'm in Shanghai."

After sending a message to Nephili, the monkey master stood by the Huangpu River, quietly waiting for the receipt message, and then sent a location to Nephilia.

About five minutes later, a portal quietly opened in front of the monkey master, and no one seemed to see it when people came and went, but the monkey master looked left and right, and stepped in one step.

As soon as he entered, he was stunned, because he found himself in a very modern place, and it was a little difficult for him to adapt to it.

"What are you tossing about?"

Sensing the appearance of Nephili, the monkey master asked without looking back while fiddling with the computer on the table.

"I'm trying to figure out how to understand traditional techniques, I've been studying here for a long time, and by the way, I'll listen to your copy of this world."

"Where did you copy them?"

"No, I'll just copy the data, and I haven't projected it yet."

When the monkey master heard this, he was stunned, and then turned his head with a heavy face.

"Why do you look like this dead father?"

The monkey master slowly closed his eyes and sighed in despair: "Earth." ”