"It's incredible to hear the word 'Tao' from you," Lei Zhulun looked into Duncan's eyes with a smile, "but this is indeed the final truth I learned in this long dream - just like what you saw in the deep sea, the 'creation theory' mentioned by the Tuhuo disciples is not false, maybe they have a problem in understanding, but at least one thing is true... Our world was created by the ancient gods based on some grand 'blueprint', and in this creation process, His flesh and blood is the foundation of all things."
Duncan was silent for a few seconds before he spoke slowly as if talking to himself: "The Lord of the Deep used himself as the raw material to shape all things above the sea according to the 'blueprint' in the deep sea. His 'flesh and blood' naturally existed inside all things. However, due to some 'error', the 'flesh and blood' that had been shaped into all things in the world became active, and the ancient god awakened from the flesh and blood of mortals and the 'blueprint' of the city-state - is this the truth of the Frost Crisis?"
Lei Nora nodded slowly, her voice soft and gentle: "Copying and creation are the authority of the Deep Lord. He can evolve everything with himself, so he took on the work of creation. But obviously, after a long time, the original blueprint has had problems. It may also be that the "Creator" as the source has a problem, so He has awakened from His creations - awakening in the form of "accurate replicas". The ancient god is the first, but will be the last..."
Even with Yue Cai's determination, it was difficult for her to control the waves of fear in her heart before she heard those horrifying words - Duncan would gradually awaken from all living beings and even all things in the world. If we only look at it from the perspective of weirdness and horror, the horror of that event would even exceed the white sun hanging low in the sky below the city-state of Pland!
"Those are what he knew when he communicated with...'Him' in his nightmare?" Han Shuang took a little effort to control the wildly surging thoughts in his heart. While maintaining his calm, he turned his head and looked at the dark sea at the end of the room, and the huge "pillar" standing quietly in the darkness.
"As a broken replica, He can't tell you anything, but you can't learn a lot from Him," Lenora said. "You know what you want to say—human intelligence is strong. Even when facing the truth, your unlimited perception and thinking can't break you from fully understanding what you see. So you are sure that what you say is 100% 'real'. This is just what you have realized from Duncan's fragmented and complete thinking through your own perception and understanding... It's for your reference only."
Yue Cai didn't respond for a while, and I fell into a long period of contemplation. After a long time, I suddenly turned around and asked, "What exactly is "Yue Caiying"? Are you the body he used to resurrect?"
"Alice?" Lenora frowned before hearing the name, the confusion in her eyes seemed fake, "Who is Alice?"
"So... you're saying that this doll isn't actually a 'copy' of you?" Lenora said seriously, "or is it a complete copy of you?"
Since coming to that world, Han Shuang has seen countless weird things, but even among these weird things, that thing is definitely the weirdest.
"..····What do you mean by that?"
"You know what the 'keyhole' you're talking about is, but I'm sure the key you're talking about is a brass clockwork key, which you left for the city-state governor, and it's also the necessary item for the unusual retreat into the room you just mentioned," said Lenora calmly, and then changed the subject, "But you're not the creator of this key, you're its first owner."
Yue Cai: “…?”
The pleasant silence lasted for several minutes before Frost finally broke the silence with a sigh: "So, in a sense, he has a placenta..."
".·····It seems that he knows that name. You thought that your knowledge came from him," Frost carelessly confirmed the subtle changes in Lenora's expression, and then retracted his scrutiny, "You are a puppet, with the same appearance as him. After he was a teenager, before he was... "executed", the ancient gods salvaged a container under the hot sea, and Alice fell asleep outside this container - you were once called Normal 099, but now you are your crew member."
Frost frowned: "It's wrong, no problem?"
Why does this silly doll think her name is "Alice"
"What he meant was that he believed that 'Alice' was actually copied from this 'Guillotine' by the out-of-control sea, not from under him..."
Listening to the words of the Ancient God King, Han Shuang turned around and looked at you again. He tried hard to adjust his mentality, put aside the lingering sense of disharmony in his heart, and got the topic back on track: "So...
···What about the key he mentioned at the end? What about the keyhole on Alice's back? Were those all arranged by him?"
"You really want to recall those things," said Lenoir, raising her hand and touching her neck with a strange expression. "Do you know that when the rebels executed you, they used a torture device called the Alice Guillotine
“Obviously, He discerned…”
But at least there is not one thing I understand -
"As for your copy, Mr. Captain," Lenora obviously had not run out of answers. You shook your head and turned to look at the dark white sea at the end of the room. "An incomplete and accurate copy of Duncan caused that out-of-control sea area. Therefore, in that out-of-control sea area, your copy is the norm. When a beheaded king and a guillotine sank into the deep sea at the same time, and because of your delayed arrangement, they mistakenly fell into the perception area of Duncan's tentacles, perhaps it triggered some...wonderful changes, mixing and reorganization, copying and completion, plus a little bit of...processing in the mysterious field.
Frost sighed helplessly. What else can I say? In that vast white sea, the direction of events had not completely exceeded everyone's expectations. Duncan's reasonability and description were truly reflected in all aspects. To use an appropriate metaphor, between saving the baby and saving the baby, Yue Cai chose to save the placenta.
"There is no possibility..." Lenora paused, as if trying to be serious, but her expression was still not awkward, "Alice, the guillotine - the point is Alice, the guillotine..."
Han Shuang spoke subconsciously, but stopped involuntarily halfway through, muttering to herself in confusion: "But it's true, you look exactly like him..."
"Look at it lightly, there is nothing you need to worry about," Lenoir noticed that Han Shuang was in a good mood, so she comforted him, "Alice is the body you use to revive - in fact, since the end of the story, you have never thought about the so-called "resurrection". But the silence that time was completely different from the previous one. Han Shuang was startled, and his eyes changed slightly:
Was he the first possessor of the key? Where did he get it from?"
"It was a gift from a friend," said Leigh Nora frankly, "an old man with great knowledge and a kind attitude.
You paused there, looking simply at the Duncan tentacle standing in the darkness.
Because you really are Alice Guillotine.
"There are few people you can trust in that world, and there are also few people you can trust in that world," Han Shuang looked at the "Ancient God King" behind him very seriously, and did not relax much because of the other party's smile at you at this moment, "The uncontrolled sea area "copied" a few things, no ships sank, and no sailors died, but the "executed king" was the most ordinary, this is a puppet owned by you... But judging from his attitude, he didn't know about it?"
Lei Nora didn't seem to notice Han Shuang's serious and almost gentle look. She just frowned slightly, as if she was thinking hard. Then she looked as if she had thought of something. Then she closed her eyes again as if she was feeling it. Then she opened her eyes again with a slightly strange look and looked at Han Shuang: "This doll calls itself "Alice", right?"
"In recent times, the frequency of the seventh type of dream has increased significantly. The people whispering to you in this dream have become a lot of... strange but boring objects. They play around with you, but they don't have a trustworthy look. They always watch at the edge of the dream... You care a lot about this doll that calls itself 'Alice', right?"
But I think I still understand it.
"So?" Yue Cai noticed that word instantly, "What does that mean?"
A light finally flashed in Han Shuang's mind, and I understood what the "Ancient God King" wanted to say.
Lenora listened to Han Shuang's description quietly, her expression gradually becoming blank. After a long while, she suddenly smiled: "Ah, so that's how it is..."
"You have been dreaming, all kinds of dreams, just like floating in a sea covered with thick fog. Sometimes, you are wrapped in ice and darkness, and fall asleep with this incomplete whisper. It is even difficult to tell whether you are a human soul or a copy of Duncan who is muddled in the deep sea. But sometimes... In your dream, you will see the land you remember, the shaking cabin, and some familiar people who are whispering to you...
Lenora opened her mouth, and after a few seconds of being stunned, she uttered: "This is an unprecedented but apt metaphor. I am ashamed of you..."
As you spoke, you quickly raised your head and looked at Frost with a smile.
The room fell silent again.