Waving a shovel, Number asked nonchalantly,

"Master, why are there two corpses here?"

The moment No. 1 saw Luden's corpse, he trusted his cloned identity a little more.

If the master had taken out the corpse earlier, the two would not have had to talk so much.

The master sat in a wheelchair and said angrily,

"Of these two bodies, one died because of a failed rescue, and the other committed suicide after learning the truth."

Either way, it's not good.

What the master was worried about, Number One actually knew very well.

If the Master had shown the body to One in advance, One would probably have made the same choice - suicide.

As a cloned person, especially as proud as Ludon, he would not allow this to happen to him.

Moreover, self-destruction has the added benefit of being the easiest way to discern the truth.

If you are the true Luden, then after death, you should return to some place of nothingness, or wait for the next time.

Either way, death is liberation, not torture.

Obviously, the master predicted Luden's actions and adopted the method of persuasion with the highest success rate.

No. 1 said coldly,

"The next time we rescue us, we should give Ludon blood."

The Master understood what he meant.

After seeing blood, the human survival instinct will drive Ludon to survive, and even after knowing the truth about the cruel cloning, the probability of suicide will be much lower.

Number One adapts quickly to the transformation of his identity.

He has smoothly switched from the perspective of a victim to a perpetrator, becoming an accomplice of the master, and began to think about the next "rescue plan".

"I considered this plan, but it was a bit difficult to execute."

The master explained,

"According to my calculations, there is a more than 70% chance that Luden will commit suicide if he acknowledges the truth about cloning..."

"It's too high."

One was unhappy with this number, which meant that only three of their ten rescue plans were successful.

"Be patient, listen to me."

The master continued,

"But 90% of Ludon won't admit to cloning, they'll just pretend that they accept the truth and then take chances, thinking that they might be a special Luden.

They will make a game of thinking, if they are the real Luden, then surviving under the identity of cloned Ludon means an extra layer of disguise, better execution of their plans, and more blessings to the world.

If they were fake Luden, they needed more evidence to prove it, to convince themselves that they couldn't convince these stubborn guys with just a few words.

Whether it's true or not, they need to survive in order to pursue answers and truth."

Listening to the master's words, Number One fell silent.

The master's analysis is very accurate.

One ostensibly agreed with the Master's claims, but remained skeptical inwardly, not fully accepting that he was a clone.

If you're really a clone, you might as well die!

Avenge?

What age is it, and it is still paying attention to traditional revenge.

Besides, if you really want revenge, you should take revenge on Luden, what's the matter with him, a clone?

Half an hour later, Number One broke the silence.

"Master, is it too late to quit?"

"Hurry up and bury the body, we still have business to do."

The master ignored No. 1 and said to himself,

"Food here is not a shortage, I got a lot of high-protein food and canned meat from the rebels, don't look at me like that, it's not human flesh. Brave New World contains all sapient beings, and meat is scarce here."

When No. 1 had finished burying the body, he carried a shovel and followed behind the master.

Several times, one

They all want to put down the master with a shovel directly, at least grasp the initiative in the negotiation first.

He does not advocate violence, but in the current situation, the theme is struggle, and the struggle will be life-and-death, and violence is inevitable.

But the problem is that he is clearly behind the master, and No. 1 always feels that there is a pair of eyes staring at him.

This unspeakable weirdness made One have to give up the plan of sneak attack.

He feared that the plan would fail, and had a hunch that One would most likely fail.

The Master is still on guard against himself, and Number One is also on guard against the Master.

As for the identity of the master, No. 1 guessed that there were three possibilities:

Clone Luden, true Luden, the man behind all this.

Either way, One can work with the other party to try to get more valuable information.

On the way to the restaurant, the Master tells One about the infrastructure of Paradise Lost and tells the information he has gathered.

"The company is responsible for cloning Luton and recovering Lunden..."

"The rebels are rebelling against the brave new world, and none of the people who entered the rebel headquarters came out alive..."

"Brave New World is suspected to be operated by a top-tier artificial intelligence, with a self-consistent operating logic, it is omniscient, but it rarely interferes, at least so far, there is no sign of interference other than forcible containment..."

The company, the rebels, the brave new world.

The original three-legged situation, from today, most of them will have to be rewritten.

Because, with the addition of No. 1, there is one more force in the world - Paradise Lost.

With two Ludons, Paradise Lost has more than doubled its pace.

On the third day after One-One joined, they conducted another rescue operation and, just like the last time, managed to rescue a Ludon.

With One's cooperation, the Master succeeded in convincing the clone Luden.

Clone Ludon originally planned to name himself Satan, but was ruthlessly rejected by One and the Master, and he simply named himself Sunday.

"Sunday, God's day."

Sunday knew that the other two Ludons understood the meaning of the codename, and he still had to explain it again,

"I think I'm the most Ludon!"

was carrying the number one of the RPG, suddenly stopped, looked at the master, and said seriously,

"I think he played the terrier twice."

"Seconded, Sunday, you can only play the rotten terrier once today, oh, you named Satan once before, you can't play the rotten terrier today."

The master sat in a wheelchair, his body control seemed awkward, tapping the armrest with his stiff fingers.

"We already have three Ludons, and soon, we will have more Ludons, thirty, three hundred..."

Sunday quickly stepped into the role and asked, "Master, do you think Lutdon is too difficult to manage? I think Luton can become an elite fighter if he trains it! They just need to know to obey orders..."

"Don't think about draining the surplus value, these guys are Luden, you have to make them willingly squeeze themselves."

The master rejected Sunday's proposal and spoke his mind,

"There is only one simplest way to manage Luden."

Master, One, Sunday, a plan came to the minds of the three at the same time.

...

Half a year later.

Paradise Lost.

In front of a tree stump, a confused Ludon was surveying his surroundings.

He just slept and woke up and appeared here.

This place is very strange, most of the people around are wearing masks, masks and other things, but the body shape and posture are similar, it looks... Like Luden.

"Hello, I'm your guide Ludon, you can call me Magician Luden, or Magician."

A Ludon wearing a top hat and holding a cane appeared in front of Luden,

The speed of speech is fast,

"Welcome to Paradise Lost, there are three rules."

"First, you can only play three times a day."

"Second, each Ludon must have a unique code name, and the name Satan is not allowed."

"Third, Ludden Coin can solve all problems and doubts."

Magician Ludon clapped his hands, and several white doves flew out from between his palms.

The white dove obscured Ludon's view, and when he looked at the other again, a golden coin appeared in the magician's hand!

The moment this gold coin appeared, Lu Deng felt his breathing tight, and a sense of possessiveness was born in his heart, he was willing to do anything for this gold coin!

The magician repeated,

"Welcome to Paradise Lost!"