Soon after "Bai Liu" got off the bus, Bai Liu's body became real from a state of translucent data virtualization. He squeezed his palm thoughtfully, and he could touch the passengers around him.
I don't know if it is because the two "Bai Liu" are in the same time and space that his existence is virtualized, or the "Bai Liu" is about to die without getting out of the car, which causes his body to be virtualized, but these are not important anymore.
The next station is [Antique City]. He is still on the train, and the train will explode in at most three minutes.
"Bai Liu!!!" Mu Sicheng's voice came from another crowded carriage. He squeezed to the side of Bai Liu with difficulty, his face was ugly to the extreme, "There are so many people here, how can you find broken lenses?! It's coming soon." Stop! This last train will explode before it arrives!"
"And I just tried it. I originally wanted to get off at the platform just now." Mu Sicheng said solemnly, "But I can't get off. I feel like I was stopped by something in this car."
But Bai Liu turned a deaf ear to Mu Sicheng's anxiety. Bai Liu didn't close the topic of Mu Sicheng, but said to him: "This is the reality, because the real [you] is not in this car. So you can’t achieve the action of [getting off], and [the real me] has just got off, so I can’t get off again on a train that [I] has gotten off. The causality is not established. Causes the logic of the game to be disordered."
"What reality?!" Mu Sicheng warned, "Bai Liu, this is not reality, this is in the game! Your mental value has not fallen? Have you hallucinated you? What nonsense about getting out of the car and not getting out of the car?"
"I didn't mean that." Bai Liu pointed his finger on Mu Sicheng's shoulder, and then pointed to the subway map on the carriage. "Look at this map. The first stop on the antique city is Lujiazui, not the reservoir, you Pay attention, this subway route is not circular, but a linear subway route. This is our real-world subway map."
Mu Sicheng followed Bai Liu's hand to look over, and found this too, he frowned: "But we can't return to reality, we are indeed in the game."
Bai Liu continued, seemingly enlightened: "I mean "reality" here, but it doesn't mean that we have returned to the real reality. The "reality" here is relative to the train full of scorched corpses where we were before. Yes, that place is not a real game world, that place is just a recurring mirror world."
"And the train we are standing now." Bai Liu tapped his toes on his feet, his eyes were flat, "It is the relative reality of the real game, and it can also be said to be a possibility derived from the reality that has already happened. Parallel time and space caused by sex, the prototype of this game is [Mirror City Bombings], and in general, the reference prototype of our game is to highly restore events in the game, which is already done very well, and this game, it has more than restore events Greater ability."
"It reproduces the scene of the event." Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng, "It took us back to the point of time of the explosion, and then at this node, our players will control it, and it will calculate the possible scenes based on our control. , Leading to different consequences."
For example, Bai Liu’s first reaction when he entered the train just now was to find himself and Lu Yizhan. The original Bai Liu did not sleep on this train because it was cold, but Bai Liu who entered the train brought something on his body that made the carriage become Warm up—380 broken lenses, which just exploded. When Bai Liu entered the world in the mirror, these 380 broken lenses automatically entered his system backpack.
Bai Liu is virtual, but the mirror is real. The approach of Bai Liu made the heat remaining on the mirror warm the tired "White Liu", which made him really sleepy. He didn't follow Bai Liu's memory to follow the landing. Get off the bus together at the inn.
But Mu Sicheng did not pay attention to these at all. He only needs to know that Bai Liu knows that this place is still in the game, and when the train is about to explode in three minutes, Mu Sicheng is too anxious. Key information.
"The world in the mirror that keeps circulating?" Mu Sicheng asked eagerly, "What does it mean to keep circulating?"
"Don't you think that our previous task of collecting broken lenses has a big logical loophole?" Bai Liu said lazily, "we are going to collect broken lenses on the last train that is about to explode, right?"
Mu Sicheng nodded: "Yes."
"But—" Bai Liu raised his eyelids and looked at Mu Sicheng with a smile, "—If this last bus has not exploded, where did the broken lenses on the bus come from?"
"Unless it has exploded, we will have broken lenses that can be used as mobile phones after the explosion."
Mu Sicheng completely stagnated for a second or two before he came back to his senses. He muttered to himself in a daze, "This is the last train that continues to cycle. It exploded time and time again... It is useless to collect the broken lenses in there. , After the collection is completed, it is very likely that you will be completely trapped in the last bus that keeps circulating and exploding, so the passengers are trying to stop us, grass—they are saving us stupid players."
"Yes, I noticed before going to the subway station. The elevator in the subway station runs in the opposite direction. Later, the order of getting on and off the passengers is also reversed. Even our task is "reverse" to some extent." Bai Liutiao explained clearly, "Our task is to collect broken lenses, but in fact, the broken lenses have already been collected by [passengers]. Instead, what we did was to scatter these collected broken lenses and grab them again. It seems that we are doing the work of the villain. Those passengers are right. I guess this is one of the characteristics of the mirror-[reverse the nature of the object itself]."
"So I think the main task in the mirror and the real main task in the real world we are in should be the reverse." Bai Liu's eyes were calm and lazy, with the coin in front of his chest being stirred in his hand. "We In this reality, the train has not exploded yet, that is to say, the mirror has not been broken at all. The task in the mirror is to collect and piece together the mirror, then the other way round is—"
Mu Sicheng suddenly realized something: "We are going to break the mirror!"
Bai Liu smiled and snapped his fingers: "bingo."
[System reminder: Congratulations to player Bai Liu and player Mu Sicheng for triggering the ultimate main quest—breaking the ghost mirror of evil and terminating the endless looping burst of the last train in the mirror]
[System prompt: The 380 broken lenses on Bai Liu's body return to their place, please quickly find the real mirror and break the level]
Mu Sicheng let out a sigh of fear. He looked at Bai Liu and couldn't help but sighed: "You fellow, even if you do this, don't you have any confusion at all?"
A three-minute countdown to an explosion, a little bit of life, this guy is still in the mood to think about real tasks in the real world, isn't he in focus? !
"But where is the mirror?" Bai Liu was not anxious, but Mu Sicheng was anxious. "This train has 6 carriages. There are still two minutes left. It is impossible for us to find every section."
"You don't need to find it." Bai Liu leaned on the door without hesitation. He pointed, "I've been on this train before. Before I got off the train, I remembered that the thieves were in this section, so I came straight here. , It turned out that they were in this festival, Nuo, standing in the center."
Mu Sicheng moved his gaze over, and saw that there were passengers with one big and one small and two wicked eyebrows standing in the crowd, pushing a huge suitcase in their hands, just enough to fit a mirror, the mirror should be there, standing next to it. There were a few people in suits and leather shoes, they should be museum personnel. Mu Sicheng realized that they were the pair of thieves brothers when he saw them. He glanced at Bai Liu and was a little speechless: "You've seen it, why don't you go there? What are you doing here?"
Bai Liu said with a smile: "Isn't this waiting for you to steal the mirror, big thief, how can I snatch something from another pair of thieves? Of course you need to come."
Mu Sicheng was startled, then slowly curled his lips, sneered and said, "You will save trouble."
After speaking, Mu Sicheng's eyes changed, becoming cold and condensed. He adjusted the position of the earphones, put on a hood and hat to cover his eyes, and flicked his right hand diagonally to the back. With the sharp monkey paws close together, the figure ghostly dangled from the surrounding passengers.
Bai Liu didn't even see what Mu Sicheng had done, he heard the pair of thieves screaming: "The mirror is gone!! There is a thief!!!"
The crowd in the car suddenly became commotion. As soon as Bai Liu turned his head, he felt that his back collar was being lifted. Mu Sicheng with a hood led the box in one hand and Bai Liu in the other, with a presumptuous smile at the corner of his mouth, stepping on the car. The wall quickly rushed into the air, behind which was the roar of the thieves brothers hoarse: "Catch that thief!!!"
Mu Sicheng flashed his knife blankly, and said a word roll. The crowd screamed and panicked and let go, and ran to other carriages. Mu Sicheng ran smoothly to the back of the car. , And also scared away other passengers in the carriage, vacating an entire carriage for them.
"Cool, Mu Sicheng, it's really bad for you to do bad things." Bai Liu praised sincerely as he looked at the instantaneously empty carriage.
Mu Sicheng raised his eyebrows: "With each other."
Bai Liu squatted down and opened the box. It turned out that there was the mirror inside, and it was intact. The moment Bai Liu erected the mirror, he heard the harsh warning sound of the system.
[System warning: When the mirror is broken, the god-level npc will break out of the mirror, and all players in front of the mirror will be attacked indiscriminately. Please be careful of breaking the mirror! 】
When attacked by a god-level npc, whether it is Bai Liu or Mu Sicheng, they are bound to die with their current health points. The smile from the corners of Mu Sicheng's mouth quickly dissipated, and the empty carriages were only filled with trains. The sound of the wind and the small whimper of the passenger who was scared to cry by Mu Sicheng came from the other carriage.
The sweet female broadcast sounded in due course:
"Arrival at the terminal—"