Silence spread in the air, Zhang Dianyu glanced behind him, pointed to the green staff door in front of him: "Go in."
The door was his small bedroom.
The boy's face sank: "You must not order your father."
Zhang Dianyu: "...can you be more sober? Someone is coming, or you can just disappear in place."
The boy's brows stretched out, and he nodded with a stern face, scattered light scattered on the spot, as if the sunlight coming in from the collapsed wall was shattered.
Zhang Dianyu: "..."
For some reason, the kid who claimed to be his creator didn't look very bright.
Zhang Dianyu stuffed the clipboard into the drawer, and when he looked up, he happened to see Lecter looking at him from a distance across the collapsed wall, as if he was thinking.
The Warren guard looked up at the wall above, looked down for a while, and walked in with a plate.
Zhang Dianyu fell into deep thought.
From this point of view, sometimes the wall is necessary, it at least tells people that this route is not popular.
Zhang Dianyu sighed. Anyway, the decoration team has brought back a truckload of bricks from the labor site according to his instructions, so it is not impossible to repair the wall.
During his meal time, the construction team pulled the bricks from the warehouse, and built the wall so smooth that even the rejoined faults were difficult to detect.
The only problem is that now he's missing the window again in his room.
Fortunately, he didn't think it mattered.
Soon he was alone in the office again, and the boy reappeared in front of him.
Zhang Dianyu stared at him for a while: "Where did you go just now?"
Don't say that this little thing can't be his father, even if it is, he can't disappear out of thin air, why can his father
Are superpowers not inherited
"I don't have an entity, and you can't touch me, because I haven't prepared a special carrier for myself." The boy paused, "The carrier is consumed by you too quickly."
Looking at the boy's serious face, Zhang Dianyu seemed to feel that he was a little angry and aggrieved.
This is outrageous, what did he do? What is the carrier
Just as Zhang Dianyu was about to speak, he saw the plate that had not been taken away by the Warren guards, and thought of something.
"The 'carrier' you mentioned refers to those pixels..." He changed the adjective, "Those guards who look like you?"
The boy showed a satisfied expression: "That's right."
However, what Zhang Dianyu meant was that those pixel guards looked like they had low IQ—so this little thing was mass-produced
Zhang Dianyu looked the boy from head to toe, thinking that this is probably the owner-like type.
"And the 'prisoners,' the original batch," said the boy. "I didn't want to replenish prisoners from the outside, but you've almost used them up, and I have no choice."
Zhang Dianyu: "..." If you want to keep them, don't let them die and riot all day long
The boy seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and said with a serious face: "Those prisoners are your predecessors, you can call them..."
Zhang Dianyu coughed loudly a few times, interrupting the boy's words. Don't even think about it, the next words must be even more outrageous.
"Really, I don't believe it." He leaned on the sofa chair and spread his hands to the boy, "How do you prove this?"
The boy's little face suddenly wrinkled into a ball, as if he felt embarrassed.
After a few minutes, he sighed slightly: "I haven't found a particularly good way to prove this, but I have an idea - I can kill you now, and then transplant your current memory to a new carrier , as your main interface, you will be able to understand that you are not human."
He slightly stretched his eyebrows, his sea blue eyes looked at Zhang Dianyu without blinking: "How is it?"
"Not much." Zhang Dianyu paused slightly, "Are you sick?"
What the hell is this way to prove what he said? What a genius.
In fact, it wasn't that he didn't believe the boy's words, he just wanted to gather some useful information—this little thing doesn't look very smart, could there be another smart guy hiding somewhere
The boy seemed a little surprised, and once again fell into hard thinking.
Zhang Dianyu couldn't bear it any longer, and said persuasively, "You know, haven't you introduced yourself yet?"
The boy looked up at him, slowly blinked his deep blue eyes like the sea, and seemed to be a little surprised: "You are right, I have not introduced what you are."
Zhang Dianyu: "..." Did this little thing do it on purpose
"I am the Superhuman Registration Act, born in universe 4249." The boy said in a serious tone, "Before I am abolished and all copies in the servers and terminal devices are deleted, I only have one copy of the last superhero registration list and act Saved in the computer left in the office of S.H.I.E.L.D. Director Anthony Stark after he stepped down. The new director Norman Osborn wanted to get the list, so I deleted myself and list."
That sounds interesting.
Zhang Dianyu tilted his head slightly: "Then you should be dead."
"I am not life, nor will I die." The boy corrected his words.
"Do as you like." Zhang Dianyu shrugged, "And then?"
"When I was about to be deleted, I received a distress signal from this world." The boy—or the "Superhuman Registration Act" said solemnly, "It wants to keep me in order to manage the superhumans that exist here, to avoid Humanity is coming to an end."
Without saying a word, Zhang Dianyu pointed to his game panel, indicating what was the key point.
Sure enough, "Bill" could see his game panel.
"It was a prison plan recently deleted by Stark." The boy said, "Stark originally locked the opponents who refused to register in the negative space, but the safety factor there is not high, I think it should be It's his upgrade plan for this, but it hasn't had time to implement it."
After Zhang Dianyu heard the words of Bill, he stared dumbfounded at the boy with black hair and blue eyes: "Are you sure you think this is an 'upgrade'?"
This is clearly the evidence left by someone playing games at work.
He wasn't quite sure what that negative space prison was like, but sure—at least it could hold metal detectors and electric gates, right
The starting capital of this prison is only 300,000, so it is impossible to be Stark's new prison plan.
"I'm quite sure," Bill replied.
Zhang Dianyu: "..."
The boy stared at him. "And you—the world asked me to create it. He provided a copy of the human influence material and asked me to create a vehicle for it."
"That carrier is you, everything about you comes from the human samples I extracted."
The two stared at each other in silence for a while.
After a while, Zhang Dianyu slowly spread his hands: "But this is a game, you know?"
The bill shook his head: "No." The boy said with confidence: "This is a new prison plan, which can lead to the successful advancement of the superhuman registration bill."
Zhang Dianyu: "..."
Well, it says no and it doesn't.
Although what this little thing calling itself "Act" sounds a bit outrageous, it does explain why he has no previous memories.
For some reason, after learning all this, there was no special fluctuation in his heart.
"You mean," Zhang Dianyu said slowly, "this is the real world?"
Bill nodded.
"Did you also create the Untitled Town and the funeral home?" Zhang Dianyu looked at the boy, "I've been outside—yes, it's these two places." He spread his hands, "At least in my opinion, they are not at all It's not like it should be in the real world."
Unsurprisingly, Bill nodded: "Yes, they are the production and recycling places of the carrier."
Zhang Dianyu opened his mouth slightly, then slowly closed it again.
He thought he'd be frustrated and angry when he knew the world really couldn't be logged out, but there wasn't.
Bill looked at the youth behind the desk. He seemed to be in deep thought, his elbows resting on the arm of the sofa chair, his head tilted slightly, looking at the game board in the air.
"Your carrier never really dies," it said to him. "When it needs repairing, you can temporarily inhabit other carriers, but only one."
The youth still looked unmoved.
Bill thought for a while, and added: "Besides, this world promises you a privilege, you can choose one of 'unlimited funds' and 'forbidden zone'. But you have just been created, and you don't even know the language—I Think the world might not have considered Chinese as the most spoken language—so I chose for you...”
Zhang Dianyu suddenly raised his head.
"—'Forbidden Zone'." Bill finished, and met his gaze.
Zhang Dianyu couldn't believe his ears: "Say it again, what did you choose?"
"'Forbidden Zone'." Bill said patiently, "Within this range, any difference between the average physical fitness of ordinary people will be erased, and supernatural abilities will also disappear, which is very convenient for you to manage the prison."
Zhang Dianyu was beyond shocked.
He genuinely believed now that the bill wasn't a human disguise.
Isn't it difficult to move an inch in this world without money
He has a deficit beyond the deficit, and the prisoners are trying to escape with their fists. What's the use of banning superpowers
What's more-if this is the real world, then he believes that those few people or organizations who camped near the prison to monitor here will definitely not ignore the chaos in the prison.
Zhang Dianyu held his last hope: "Can this option still be changed now?"
"No." Bill was a little surprised, "but this is the best choice."
"..." Zhang Dianyu slowly raised his hand, pointing to the wall behind the boy, "Did you see it?"
Bill glanced back, then nodded at him, not understanding.
"Just to seal this wall, I waited for more than two weeks." Zhang Dianyu's hand fell heavily on the table, "You said I don't need money?"
Bill looked at him. Zhang Dianyu stared straight into those innocent blue eyes and could only say nothing.
"I tried to help you." The bill said, "Increase the prison rating, and you can get more subsidies from the government. Detaining a criminal mutant will also receive subsidies approved by Congress."
The bill blinked: "If you can submit a valid research report on the superpowers of prisoners in custody, the government will also have additional funding."
Zhang Dianyu: "..." Isn't this really what the villain did