Yan Wei had already run through several corridors with the person who was exactly like him.
That man was exactly the same as him, even in strength. The only way to deal with the man in the peaked cap was to use the moon wheel to cut out a barrier to block for a moment, and throw some ordinary darts to block the opponent's movements, thus freeing up time to run. There are obviously some players around who have encountered puppets, but the total number is not too many compared to the number of all players, there are only a few.
Some players are just fighting puppets, some players are in exactly the same situation as Yan Wei, and some are even fighting "themselves".
Obviously, Yan Wei is not the only one who encounters exactly the same situation as himself.
At this moment, Yan Wei and another Yan Wei turned around another corridor. They seem to be the same person, with the same props, appearance and strength, even the way of thinking is the same. Every time Yan Wei decides the direction, "Yan Wei" on the other side also runs in the same direction at the same time.
Compared with some people he saw on the road directly fighting with his "self", Yan Wei is obviously different from his other self - except for the moment they first met, they fought back and forth, and after that they were constantly observing each other Looking at the other party with a serious expression, although he has been avoiding the puppet, his attention is obviously on observing "self".
The puppet behind him is chasing after him, and the identical self next to him is exactly the same as him.
Yu Feizhou's voice suddenly came from the walkie-talkie: "Yan Wei, Yan Mingguang, why are you not in the room?" Yu Feizhou seemed to be very quiet, did not meet the puppet, and Lin Zhen was yawning boredly beside him sound.
Yan Wei took a breath and said, "I have met a puppet."
Afterwards, the walkie-talkie on the ear of another Yan Wei next to him was actually connected to the walkie-talkie of all of them. Seeing "myself" with his own eyes, Yan Wei gasped and said, "Yu Feizhou, where are you?"
Yan Wei's expression sank.
He simply gave up communicating with others, and said to the intercom: "Yan Mingguang, Lin Zhen, Yu Feizhou, listen carefully—don't believe anything I say next, don't use the walkie-talkie again, don't … Believe me."
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and took out the miniature walkie-talkie prop hidden in his ear, threw it in front of him without saying a word, stepped on it, and destroyed the walkie-talkie. He didn't even care about the puppet that had already caught up with him behind him, took out a dagger, moved sideways, and finally shot at the other one again!
The dagger headed towards the opponent's heart without any hesitation, "Yan Wei" dodged in a hurry without leaving any behind. Yan Wei stabbed in the air, but did not show any expression of frustration, but decisively threw down the dagger, and reached out to get the walkie-talkie worn by the other party's ear.
As soon as he got it, Yan Wei didn't stop moving, and crushed the walkie-talkie in an instant—rather than letting this person confuse others with him, it's better to let them both disconnect.
The moment Yan Wei crushed the fake Yan Wei walkie-talkie, the puppet behind him also grabbed his shoulder because of the pause in his movements.
The puppet's seemingly indistinguishable hand from a human easily grabbed through Yan Wei's shoulder, and blood spurted out, staining the fake Yan Wei's cheek. Yan Wei snorted, only to hear the fake Yan Wei say: "If you cut off the contact, you can pretend to be me?"
After the fake Yan Wei finished speaking, he curled the corners of his mouth, and a sly expression appeared on that rather docile face.
Yan Wei knew that it was the smile he would show when he was confident. If he saw another self doing this, he... had the same reaction, unexpectedly, but believed that the other party could not beat him.
He was thrown to the ground suddenly by the puppet, and rolled back and forth on the ground a few times.
—It seems that if the player does not catch the wrong good and evil puppet, even if the puppet hurts him, he will not become a puppet.
Then under what circumstances will there be evil puppets
In the maze, the player who was devoured to death by crows became a puppet in the castle, but he was injured by this puppet just now, except for normal injuries, nothing happened. And judging from how the man in the peaked cap dealt with him, Yan Wei was more inclined that this puppet was an evil puppet, not a good puppet.
Dead players have corresponding golems in the castle.
And standing in front of him was a person who was exactly the same as him no matter where he looked. Obviously, some players who were still alive would have an identical "imitation".
What is the connection
Could it be...
Enduring the pain, Yan Wei sideways avoided the puppet's attack, turned his eyes, and ran directly towards the other Yan Wei, and as expected, the puppet attracted the other Yan Wei to make a move.
He leaned against the wall, clutching his wound, and breathing rapidly, his palm was stained with the warmth of blood.
Suddenly, there was an extremely short sound of piercing the air from far to near, and the long whip was thrown in front of his eyes in an instant.
Yan Wei's eyes lit up, looking in the direction of Yan Mingguang, his amber eyes were like stars like night. He relaxed for a moment, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the fake Yanwei with the same bright eyes, his back tensed again and his brows frowned slightly.
This puppet has not succeeded in chasing him for so long. With Yan Mingguang's strength, it will be a matter of time before he can deal with this puppet. But after dealing with it, how should he prevent Yan Mingguang from being confused by this fake Yan Wei? He was injured in order to cut off the connection between Fake Yanwei and other people just now, which turned into a disadvantageous situation for him—that was actually not a completely rational decision he would make.
He was in a hurry just now, and he didn't want to drag Yu Feizhou and Lin Zhen down, so he made the move without thinking too much about the pros and cons.
In the blink of an eye, Yan Wei's expression became more and more gloomy, and the fake Yan Wei unexpectedly showed the same expression.
Except that Yan Wei was really injured, while the fake Yan Wei had Yan Wei's blood on his cheek, there was no difference between the two.
The two spoke at the same time: "Yan Mingguang—"
The two overlapping voices stopped at the same time.
The dart thrown by Yan Mingguang got stuck in the puppet's knee in an instant. The puppet didn't bleed any blood, but it stopped suddenly. The foot hit by the dart slightly turned and fell to the ground. Taking advantage of this gap, Yan Mingguang swung his long whip, and it hit the fake Yan Wei directly!
Instead of dealing with the puppet first, he went straight to the fake Yandan.
Before Yan Wei could react, the long whip was wrapped around the fake Yan Wei.
They have the same data, and Yan Wei's body index is not enough in this dungeon, so it is naturally impossible to win under Yan Mingguang's hands.
Fake Yan Wei rolled up the long whip in an instant, and Yan Mingguang slammed it against the wall amidst the dull impact.
Before the puppet got up, everything happened in an instant, Yan Wei watched helplessly as Yan Mingguang pulled out the double-edged long knife without any hesitation, and went straight to the heart of the fake Yan Wei. Fake Yanwei spat out a mouthful of blood during the impact, and lay on the ground with blood stains on the corner of his mouth.
The tip of Yan Mingguang's knife was an inch in front of Fake Yanwei's chest, Fake Yanwei raised his eyes to look at him, his light brown eyes reflected his figure.
He knew it wasn't Yan Wei, but he still made a move.
Fake Yan Wei saw the situation clearly, got up and ran immediately.
Yan Mingguang was stunned for a moment, his expression faded again, and he raised his hand again to kill him with a blow, but the puppet behind him who had fallen to the ground got up again, and walked towards Yan Wei who was panting against the wall.
He turned around, turned around with his whip, and instantly knocked the puppet into the air.
Yan Wei has already reacted, but his emotions still remain at the last moment.
When he saw Yan Mingguang for the first time, he almost trusted without any doubts. Knowing that every player now has a probability of having a corresponding fake player, when he sees Yan Mingguang appearing, his first reaction is still—this person is here, he can relax.
His only worry at the time was not a puppet, and his only fear was not that Yan Mingguang admitted the wrong person, but whether something would happen if Yan Mingguang admitted the wrong person.
But Yan Mingguang just shot at the fake self without hesitation.
Yan Wei was thinking about his emotions just now. In the long and narrow corridor, Yan Mingguang calmly twisted off the head of the bloodless puppet.
"Their operating mechanism is the head." The man put away the blade and walked towards Yanwei. "There is no blood, and there will be no pain, but if the head is broken, it will stop."
As he spoke, he walked in front of Yan Wei, covered by a tall figure.
The man raised his hand, as if he wanted to help Yan Wei treat the wound. But just as he was about to touch him, the man froze.
Yan Wei watched Yan Mingguang, who never cared about these things, took out a wet tissue, and neatly wiped off the dirt on his hands from the fight with the puppet just now, then took the medicine and gauze from Yan Wei's hands, and Stepped forward to help him deal with the wound on his shoulder.
The wound directly crossed the side of Yan Wei's shoulder blade, leaving a blood hole.
At this moment, there is no danger for the time being, and the players in the rooms on both sides of the corridor dare not come out, and no one around sees them. Yan Wei's willpower to grit his teeth to endure the pain suddenly disappeared, and he exhaled in pain: "—Hiss!! Dead ice, lightly lighten again..."
Yan Mingguang paused, looked at him, and said, "Use a flower ball, this injury..."
The medicine bought in the mall will also take a long time to heal.
Although he didn't say anything, Yan Wei understood what Yan Mingguang meant.
He made a "cut" sound, simply took the wound treatment from Yan Mingguang's hands, and finished these by himself, saying: "There are only two flower balls, and this copy has just started, so save it. Not only I will be injured, you, Yu Feizhou and Lin Zhen may also be seriously injured, I will at any rate today... "
He lowered his voice: "I won't die anyway, and it's okay to drag the injury. If any of you are fatally injured, the instant healing function of the flower ball is too important to use."
Yan Mingguang seemed to frowned.
Yan Wei stretched out the uninjured hand, pulled Yan Mingguang, and walked all the way to the corner where there was no room on the side.
He said, "How did you recognize me?"
"Um."
"Hmm what is it??"
"Very good."
"..." He himself almost couldn't tell the difference between him and the fake Yanwei.
Yan Wei knew in his heart that the current situation was more important, so he didn't get awkward with this person, and said in a low voice: "I just made another guess about this puppet castle, if it is true... I think I have found the core of this dungeon battle."
Yan Mingguang looked at him.
"Where did you go just now? Did you encounter the same situation as me? I ran all the way just now, and I occasionally saw a few people who were the same as me, met exactly the same people, and some people were fighting with puppets. But I I didn’t see at all that those dead players became puppets, where can we distinguish between good puppets and evil puppets. I think our previous guess was wrong.”
"If there is really a difference in the puppets that those dead players turned into, I don't believe there is any difference, and I don't believe there is nothing wrong that I can't see."
This is Yan Wei's confidence in herself.
"So I feel like, they're just not different — they're the same, they're villains. We've been misled."
"Um?"
"It's not that the dead will be made into puppets, but that each of us has a corresponding puppet—the black-robed man said, the most realistic puppets. So long before we came to the castle, there were already hidden puppets in this castle. We used it as a template to make corresponding puppets. And these puppets are actually the good puppets we are looking for!"
"The dead people don't become puppets, but the good puppets created by imitating them will become evil puppets. The black-robed people misled us from the beginning, and deliberately let those players who were compared with each other die to become evil puppets. The puppet came to open the door, making us mistakenly think that only the dead will be made into puppets, but at that time, the good puppets corresponding to us players who were still alive had already hidden in the castle."
"When the player dies, the good puppet will become an evil puppet. The thinking ability, character, strength, and props that the good puppet possesses exactly the same as ours will disappear at this moment, leaving only the instinct to kill. What we are looking for is still There is no dead player, the corresponding puppet. Just like the fake me just now, we should not kill him, but catch him and give him to the man in black to exchange for gold coins. By the way, you have met you puppet?"
Yan Wei asked casually.
Yan Mingguang lowered his eyes and shook his head.
Yan Wei did not doubt that he was there, and continued: "What you are looking for is the puppet corresponding to the living player. This is actually not difficult to guess. If you look at these other selves who don't aim to kill people, you can always think of it. The black robe People didn't intend to hide from us for a long time, this is not the scary part of this dungeon."
"The scary thing about this dungeon is the rules."
"Everyone's goal is to catch the puppets corresponding to the 'alive' players, including ourselves, and we also want to catch our own corresponding good puppets. But what we can never defeat is ourselves, so it is absolutely necessary to catch the good puppets. It cannot be the corresponding person, but other players who can restrain themselves."
Before he spoke, Yan Mingguang understood. The man's expression was gloomy, his brows were slightly frowned, and he said, "The players will admit their mistakes, or they would rather kill them than let them go."
"Yes, this means that the evil puppet is just a ghost that kills unconsciously. We can do it directly. Our biggest enemy is the player. Is it possible for the player to admit the mistake in order to catch the good puppet? The closest people may not be able to tell the difference. Who is a human and who is a puppet, let alone a stranger? It is very likely that everyone will mistakenly capture a person as a puppet, and hand over the wrong player to the man in black—and this is not considered murder, in fact, the player Don’t bother to pay attention, if you catch the wrong one, you will catch the wrong one, you don’t have to pay the price, at most it’s just a waste of time and energy, and there are fewer opponents to grab points.”
"If you catch it right, you will make money, but if you catch it wrong, you will not lose money. Because of this suspicion, everyone will not know whether they are acquainted or a puppet in front of them, so no one trusts anyone, and everyone wants to kill someone."
"Since this is the case, in a few days, all the players in this castle will start to try their best to capture other players and give them to the black-robed people, and those who are mistakenly caught as good puppets cannot survive, and the good puppets who are still alive They will also become evil puppets, and there will be more and more evil puppets... "
The few players who are still alive will eventually be overwhelmed by countless villains.
And this is the dead end that the player sends himself to.
This copy of the puppet castle, from the beginning of the level of the maze jungle, the test has never been strength.
It's people's hearts.