As soon as this photo came out, I was not only confused about my own state of being, but also had a crisis of confidence in this camera that had never deceived me. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info because, of the camera used to take pictures and the camera that is photographed, theoretically, there should be only one real one.

A mystery lies before me: if both I and the camera in my hand are real, how can I explain the pictures it takes? If the camera is not real, can the photos it takes still be trusted? If I'm not real, then the one who is thinking about this is my soul that has detached myself from my body?

During this time, the camera never left me. It is also unlikely that anyone else will be able to find and steal it from my hidden treasure trove without me noticing. In other words, it should be in the same state as me, true at the same time, or false at the same time.

So, what's wrong with me and the camera?

If it weren't for this clever camera, I would have thought that I had fallen for the enemy's illusion again.

That's right, maybe I fell for the enemy's illusion early in the morning, and I took out my camera to take pictures, which I also imagined myself under the illusion. If that's the case, everything makes sense.

I was glad that I had just "discovered". So, I hurriedly concentrated my anger and followed the method taught to me by Fukishi Jiro to find the location of the person who set up the formation, so as to find him "single-handedly" and break this illusion.

After three failed attempts in a row, I finally found out sadly that I had not entered a fantasy set by others, and that everything in front of me was real. If I had to say who had deceived me, it would have been my eyes, which had misread information from the outside world and fed back the wrong vision to my brain.

In addition, after the camera's "reminder", at least, I have realized that the group of men in black who are fighting against us are not the top masters sent by the enemy, but the illusory things that have come to confuse us.

Although I don't know where the injuries on those companions came from, I am almost certain that they were not caused by the men in black who "fought" them, but perhaps by their companions, or even myself. However, this assertion, which is still in the hypothetical stage, is really important, and if it is wrong, it may wipe us out.

I'll have to test it myself.

Thinking of this, I took out a non-poisonous sleeve arrow from my bosom, first used my fingers to quietly cut out a crescent-shaped mark on it, and then hit the man in black opposite.

My body didn't move, and the man in black who had been learning from me didn't dodge.

The Hidden Arrow hits the target.

Mine, and his. I had a Hidden Arrow stuck in my right arm, and it looked like it was the one I had fired. I swallowed the pain, pulled it off, and saw the crescent mark I had pulled out.

I don't really believe in the "coincidences" that happen continuously, so I directly concluded that this Hidden Arrow is the one I sent. Although I don't know how it came back to me, this experiment has taught me very clearly: every hurt we "send" to the man in black will eventually fall on us; And they will not take the initiative to attack and hurt us.

Thinking of this, I didn't care that I was still a nameless little gang, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, these men in black are fake, as long as we don't attack them, they won't pose a threat to us." ”

Among these people who came with them, there were also wise people, who had doubts before, but they had never been as bold as me, and as soon as they were reminded, they immediately responded and confirmed themselves.

One, two, three...... More and more people stopped their "self-harming" attacks and joined the ranks to remind their comrades, and the battlefield gradually quieted down.

At the same time that the "crisis" was lifted, these people also began to gather towards me.

What disturbed me was that along the way, they were all asking each other, "Do you know the guy who was the first to be reminded?" ”

I have to divert their attention, otherwise it will not be good for them to be regarded as a traitor or even a spy. Judging from their top management and their performance just now, this is a group of tenacious people, and it is unlikely that because I just reminded them, they will take me for granted and treat me as their own all the time. If I don't see something wrong and find out that I'm not a member of the new beggar gang, they can still kill me.

Fortunately, I was able to discover a new problem in time.

The gang leaders, Dharma protectors, and elders of the new beggar gang have never appeared here. Even though the leaders are always used to being the last to appear, and even some have the bad habit of being late, they are a little abnormal.

So, I pulled my neck and asked, "Did anyone see the helper and the four elders?" ”

I don't have a good impression of the two Dharma Protectors, so I deliberately didn't mention them.

After I "woke up", everyone really stopped focusing on me, and their attention quickly shifted from me to the issue of "still absent" senior leaders. Many people clearly showed their uneasiness, worried that something had happened to the backbone of the new beggar gang.

The standardized management system of the new beggars has once again come into play. Everyone began to spontaneously regroup according to their identities. After eavesdropping on their conversations, I also consciously moved closer to the team of the "administrative personnel department", and after graduating, I only had a serious contact with this department in the enterprise, and I knew some of the rules and regulations outside the system.

However, this new beggar gang is really funny. They took an ancient organizational name, but set up a most modern organizational structure, covering a wide range, I heard people say that the antiques department, the energy department, and even the environmental protection department!

I just made it convenient, but I forgot that in this situation, the administrative and personnel department usually has to perform the leadership duties on behalf of the other departments and make unified scheduling arrangements for other departments.

And, to my embarrassment, although someone called out to the administrative personnel department, there were only three who actually passed, including me.

The other two "helpers and colleagues", one is the driver and bodyguard of the gang leader, and the other is responsible for specific logistics affairs, that is, they specialize in running errands. Both of them, both of whom belong to the margins of the sector, have never done organizational work.

As for me, the position I chose for myself was an administrative specialist, which is the most miscellaneous and inconspicuous position in the general enterprise.

However, this is the new beggar gang, and the commissioner is a high-level title, and its rights, in the sequence of functions to which it belongs, are basically equivalent to that of the department manager. (To be continued.) )