prynovel Chapter 1521: Final Chapter: Sea Chapter [21] "Your reflection in the mirror."
Chapter 1521: Final Chapter: Sea Chapter [21] "Your reflection in the mirror."
Chapter 1521: Final Chapter·Sea Chapter [21]· "Your reflection in the mirror."
The red rain slid down the palm of the hand and dripped into the gift box.
Su Mingan looked at these objects, and they did not seem to be anything extraordinary.
"boom!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Like the sound of raindrops falling to the ground.
It sounded like something heavy hitting the ground.
Like the sound of sudden drumbeats.
Su Mingan looked up and saw the sky in the distance turned into an illusory neon color. Pairs of eyes opened like spotlights, with pupils of varying sizes. They were like mist, drowning in the red rain, and like stars hanging in the sky.
Those are countless, countless pairs of distant eyes.
A rainbow light hung high in the sky, like the sound of glass being broken. Those illusory eyes gradually penetrated the transparent film, becoming more real and clear.
Aunt Shen, Aunt Zhao, Old Man Li, Wang Xiaoer... fell to the ground without any warning, in the heavy rain that was as red as ashes.
"boom!"
Tao'er also fell down.
She looked at the red rain in confusion, muttering: "My Lord God...what is that..."
The rain was pouring down, and everything looked red.
One after another, figures stood up suddenly, like ghost messengers holding bright red lanterns - they were the townspeople who had just fallen.
Their eyes were filled with intense changes, as if strange souls had suddenly moved in. They looked around with surprise, their mouths grinning as if stained with blood.
"coming!"
"Mirrors are really useful..."
"I finally entered the Welcome Back World Game! We finally became book travelers! I'm going to meet the hero! I'm going to give the Boss Rabbit a good slap. I've been annoyed with him for a long time!"
The sounds came one after another, but were not noisy in the rain.
Su Ming'an held the gift box silently, pure white tentacles grew from his back and turned into dancing snakes, as if blooming in the snow behind him.
...The Lord of Dreams, no, the Supreme Lord. Why did He summon these people and grant them the ability to travel through time and space?
He holds the authority similar to "reading", and has silently read the space-time records of each planet from ancient times to the present, absorbing emotions and enlightenment. Su Mingan once thought that he would only be a background board in the end, and at most show his face as the mastermind behind the scenes, but he overlooked one thing.
——When a person has read enough books, he will sincerely desire to become a creator.
The Supreme Lord has read too many "books (time and space recorders)" over the long years. Some "books" have perished with time, some "books" still survive for billions of years, and some "books" are shaky like Zhai Xing. When He read Luo Vasha's "book" that was full of Western fantasy, gender transformation, immortal heroes, gods and other elements that suited His heart the most, He finally frankly succumbed to the desires in his heart and tried to control the "creators" of these stories, hoping to make the stories develop in a direction that satisfied Him.
Su Mingan looked at the townspeople. Under their simple appearance, strange souls already lived there. He clenched his fists:
"But 'readers' shouldn't try to manipulate the 'creators' of the stories.
"Otherwise, the result will be what we have now... Over-manipulation has caused the original inhabitants of the story to be deprived of their existence, and the core has completely become a puppet of the 'reader', acting only according to the wishes of the outsider. All the original three views, behavioral characteristics, and psychological traits have been distorted by the outsider's thoughts...
"Just like Bai Chun who was deprived of her ideal of being an engineer, people outside the industry only wanted to see her fall in love, and all the boring mechanical knowledge was thrown into the trash.
“They are no longer themselves.
“They are just puppets for the outsiders to satisfy their own desires and perceptions.
"These people will perform whatever the outsiders want to see."
Su Mingan closed the gift box with a "click".
The Creator's Code was revolving in his mind. There were hundreds of detailed rules, so there was no need to list them one by one, but the most important one was:
——Do not create someone who is too similar to yourself.
Otherwise, there will inevitably be an interference mentality, a manipulation mentality, and even a replacement mentality of being disappointed with someone.
You are obviously the same as me, why do you have such a wonderful life while I can only suffer in a mediocre daily life?
You are obviously no different from me, so why can't I be you, have intimate conversations with your friends, feel your love and hate, and shine on the world stage?
But at the same time, Su Mingan also had a slight doubt. Judging from the attitude of the Supreme Lord in the dream, he was clearly unwilling to interfere too much in this world, so why did he forcefully interfere on such a large scale now?
Could it be that the "Dream Lord" who summoned these Dream Patrols... is not the Supreme Lord?
It is impossible for someone else to suddenly appear. If it is not the Supreme Lord, who else could it be?
Su Mingan cautiously reserved his opinion and looked at these "strange guests".
The eyes of the townspeople were no longer simple and cautious, but became bold and unrestrained. They looked around like a player entering a long-opened game for the first time. At this time, someone's eyes paused on Su Mingan, and a strong sense of surprise and surprise emerged in their eyes.
"This, this is Su Ming'an! The hero! We've won the jackpot!!!" "Auntie Shen" pointed at Su Ming'an, her eyes widened. It was as if the audience had seen a character come alive from paper.
In the joint story "Welcome to the Back World Game", many dream patrollers have painstakingly observed and recorded, and the scale is extremely large. Even the carefully recorded story "The Sky of Alauddin" is just a small chapter. This joint story brings together many cosmic rules such as Poincare Regression, Klein Bottle, Grandmother Paradox, Schrödinger's Cat, Destiny Game Theory, Entropy Increment, Narrative Anchor Points, etc., and even involves the "Cosmic Organ" World Game, involving other high-dimensional Lord of the End of All Things, the Twelve Seats Organizer, and the cosmic adventurer Die Ying. It is of extremely high status and has a lot of content. It is a must-observation for every "Dream Patrol".
Even if the "Dream Patrols" have mirrors, they cannot sneak into other planets at will. They can come here because they are weak and not vigilant by the world barrier, but also because this joint story happened to be at the right time and it happened to be the moment to accept them.
——Because the "protagonist" of the joint story, Su Mingan, chose to conduct an in-depth investigation of the Supreme Lord and chose to cross the sea forward!
If the "protagonist" Su Ming'an is not interested in this, then they will have no reason to appear, and once they appear abruptly, they will be deus ex machina. But Su Ming'an's goal direction determines that they begin to become important, begin to have reasons to appear, and begin to gradually and logically enter this joint story!
The white tentacles flowed like breathing, and Su Mingan's fingers were tightly clenched around the gift box, his nails almost leaving marks.
At this moment, he once again felt the sense of predetermined destiny in the old days.
——Did he notice the clues of "them" originally planning to enter this world, and then investigate them in depth? Or did his in-depth investigation lead to the logical and reasonable appearance of "them" in the protagonist's vision?
——Is the lens originally aimed at the scenery, or is it the scenery that attracts the lens?
——Is it because a person stands in front of a mirror that a reflection appears, or does the reflection actively walk to the mirror?
Was it his decision to cross the sea and his determination to investigate to the end that led to this tragedy? If he had chosen to retreat... No, if he had chosen to end everything in Yueyue's dream,
——Will the concept of "they" not appear at all?
"Story... cosmic story... space-time record... narrative anchor... hehe..." Su Ming'an closed his eyes. He knew that he couldn't figure this out, just as the gods and Chao Yan couldn't explain where the Möbius strip of civilization invasion originally came from. Which came first, the chicken or the egg, has always been the answer to the puzzle of the universe.
He just looked at everyone calmly, like a silent beacon under the spotlight.
Everyone was so excited that their faces turned red and their hearts beat fast, as if they had seen the "paper man" come to life. Although Su Mingan and they were equal in essence, they had always been standing at the perspective of observation, and they couldn't help but feel like they were looking down on the two-dimensional world.
"Brother Ming'an, Brother Ming'an, let me hug you! Do you know how many of your peripherals I have at home? They were all made by me!"
An incongruous joy appeared on Li Aong's dark and thin old face, and his facial features were entangled like the roots of an old tree. When he said this, he seemed like a young girl rather than an old man who had suffered for half his life.
"Su Ming'an, please kill me. I really like the way you kill people. It makes my face turn red and my heart beat fast every time. Please stab me to death with your sword, preferably through my eyes. I will be very grateful..." "Wang Xiaoer" walked straight over. This thin young man clasped his hands together and begged absurdly.
"Ming'an, do you know how many nights I spent tossing and turning in bed, twisted like a maggot, crying so hard that I used up several packs of tissues?" "Mr. Zhu"'s stern face showed an expectant look. He looked at me eagerly and rubbed his hands: "Sometimes I really hope to be your teammate and stand by your side... But now it's too late, too late, everything is almost over."
"Mrs. Zhao," with her hair disheveled and haggard face, smelling like fish, trembled and said:
"Su Ming'an, this place is so great. We can feel the power of observation, travel at ease, and even fall in love with the locals... Can you please not end the world game, never end it?"
The red rain slid across Su Mingan's chin and fell with a dripping sound.
"Tick."
The sound of rain was extremely heavy in my ears.
It was as if the world had shrunk into a small dot, and he was in the middle of it, hearing nothing except the overwhelming sound of rain.
He remembered that someone had knelt down and begged him not to end the World Game and let this "happy" life continue. They said, what's the difference between being ruled by aliens and being ruled by capitalists?
He remembered Alauddin's tears at the meeting, the men talking about young girls who were married too early, the children clearing mines in the mud, the delicious rotten pomegranates in the swill bucket.
He saw the girl with blonde hair and purple eyes. She was sitting on the stone platform, staring at the rain in silence. The koi halo was flowing. Her face, which was similar to Hui Bai's, looked soft and pale. She was staring at the unconscious Tao'er, wondering what she was thinking... As a "dream patrol family", would she feel sad for an insignificant little person in the story? It was she who stabbed Tao'er with her own hands, and it was also she who showed a hint of sadness now.
Su Mingan knew that not all the "Dream Patrols" were bad people. There were also good people like Dara. However, those "Dream Patrols" who plundered other people's living bodies were basically bad people.
"I don't like them..." Xiao Liujin, who was always with him, spoke softly.
"Is it because they occupied the bodies of the Rovasa people?" Su Ming'an said.
Su Liujin was silent for a while, and then, his voice was a little hoarse, but with a smile:
"Can this emperor say something profound?"
Su Mingan found it a little funny: "You are the emperor, not a fool, why can't you say something profound?"
Su Liujin took a deep breath and exhaled softly:
"Because of the unchangeable fate, the insignificant people like sand, the innocent people at the bottom of the food chain, the tragic fate that can be seen at a glance, and the crazy and highly similar template of the times."
"Although my memory has become blurred, there is still a deep obsession rooted in my heart."
"When I was little, I longed to change the distinct class system in Rovatha and destroy the cruel food chain."
"When I was living in the sea, I heard about the creation system of Rovatha. At that time, I felt that it was very romantic. It felt like billions of artists gathered together to sketch the world with their pens. However, when I went ashore, I only saw rounds of brutality and the inherent class system using the name of art to do too many things that had nothing to do with art. The scene of philosophers debating together that I imagined did not appear."
"Since when did they stop debating all this?"
“When did the act of picking up dignity turn into outright terror?”
“I only saw a sick and stubborn system, no different from the countless planets in the universe. There is no romance or flowers here, only the ubiquitous template power.”
Su Ming'an showed a little surprise and his impression of Su Liujin changed slightly. He did not make fun of the maturity shown by Su Liujin.
"... Humph, what do you think? This emperor is still quite philosophical. This emperor has been thinking about this for a long time." After saying these words, Su Liujin snorted, feeling a little embarrassed.
"The emperor is very powerful." Su Mingan praised and turned his gaze to the "townspeople."
Yeah, he doesn't like these people either.
They seem to be the embodiment of some kind of coercive power, silently depriving the weak of their lives and making romance stained with the rusty color of money.
Su Mingan didn't hear it. Su Liujin whispered to himself:
"…If the character of the Jellyfish Emperor is not the Jellyfish Emperor."
“Actually, I can be very smart.”
Su Ming'an moved his mind, and white tentacles grew wildly, rolling up the "townspeople" one by one.
The "townspeople" looked hesitant and struggled a little, but found that they could not break free.
(End of this chapter)