MTL - Doomsday Wonderland-v9 Chapter 2210 Can I help you?

Chapter 2210 Shall I help you?

Lin Sanjiu never imagined that the existence of "Maus" was such an unbreakable concept. Even after a black shadow appeared on the grass, her friends still couldn't accept that Maos was the creation of Orcius .

"...Who is Ji Shanqing?" Pina said blankly, "What does this have to do with Maos?"

"Well, what you said about 'Orcius' method' refers to this black shadow, right?" Yuan Xiangxi said, taking a few steps back from the black shadow on the ground, "Then why did you put Maos on the ground? Take it in?"

"There is no such thing as Maus!"

Lin Sanjiu was funny and angry for a while, but he didn't expect that Feng Shui would turn, and one day he would have to shake them up from their false cognition. "Before we disembarked, we had never seen the man named Maos. He was created by Orcius. I suspect that he transformed our cognition and memory to make us think that he has been It's our friend. Believe me, would I lay hands on a friend?"

After Lin Sanjiu finished speaking, he took a quick look, and before the puppeteer's sneer turned into words, he immediately patched up: "Will I kill my friends?"

Even when her mind was controlled by something like spores, she would never harm her friend's life—considering that the other party might think that she was controlled again, she had to add this sentence.

"In my memory... I can't see anything wrong with him." The big witch lowered her eyelids and thought for a while, her long eyelashes, which were thick golden and almost brown, cast a shadow. "But since you said it, I'll believe you once."

Lin Sanjiu involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief.

"How did you know?"

"The gift package reminded me," Lin Sanjiu quickly explained, "He asked me through Feng Huanyan's mouth, what is Maosi, and I was reminded of it."

"If Occidentals used this shadow to create an illusion of a character that none of us doubted, then what you have removed is only the most superficial threat." Although Qing Jiuliu looked suspicious, it did not prevent him from Accept it intellectually, analyze it. "...Because the shadow is still there."

The shadow is still quiet at this moment, firmly nailed to the ground; the position of the shadow's head is looking at the [one-way passage] from a distance.

Without the dragging of Maus, the dark secondary space exposed by [One-Way Passage] now presents a flat emptiness, as if someone scraped a piece of paint from the world with his fingernails, revealing Behind the gray and bare indifference.

She couldn't see the gift package, and without the disguise of [One-way Passage] as a reference, she couldn't even tell what was happening in the subspace now.

"Yes, the gift bag must come out quickly." Lin Sanjiu lowered his head, stared at the shadow, and said, "Then we will leave this place together."

Even if she knew that it would be extremely dangerous to stay here for a second, but she couldn't do it no matter what if she was asked to turn around and leave when the gift bag was only a stone's throw away.

Do you want to let the others go first? But the person who has the least ability to protect himself is the one who needs to stay the most... Thinking of this, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but glance at Feng Huanyan—but he didn't want to, the child was touching his mouth in a daze, it seemed It seems that it has been disconnected from the gift package again.

Lin Sanjiu's heart skipped a beat, and he called out to her, "Feng Huanyan?"

"Huh?" Feng Huanyan raised her head suddenly, as if she realized that she was only a few steps away from the puppeteer and the great witch, and almost sat down on her feet. "I, I... how did I get here... just, where was that paper figurine just now?"

Sure enough, the gift bag was no longer on her body—Lin Sanjiu was about to turn his head to look at [One-Way Passage], but suddenly turned back. "What did you say? What paper doll?"

"You, the one you were talking to just now..." Feng Huanyan didn't expect that everyone's eyes would be on her, and her face was as pale as a paper figurine. "I thought it was, it was some magical item of an evolutionary...You guys talked back and forth with it sentence by sentence, I thought...you can all hear it, but I can't..."

"Maus is a paper man?" Yuan Xiangxi opened his mouth blankly.

"The kind used for funerals?" For a moment, Pina seemed to have forgotten that she should be afraid of Orcius.

"No...it's just a paper one," Feng Huanyan tried her best to explain, "It looks like a human figure cut out of paper... eyes and noses were drawn randomly... don't you know it's a paper doll?"

After a short moment of silence that seemed to freeze, Lin Sanjiu finally took a look into the "seed".

The old woman was squatting on the "ground", next to a thin, barely visible human-shaped piece of paper, turning her head from side to side for a while, as if attracted by the smell of the human-shaped piece of paper. I think of the moths repeatedly flapping on the lampshade.

Just as Feng Huanyan said, the human-shaped piece of paper was made very casually. Its arms were long and short, and it had no neck. an arc.

On the belly part of the human-shaped piece of paper, "Maus" is written.

...It was as if Occidentus needed to throw a "Maus" beside them, so he tore a piece of paper, cut the shape, and drew the face, which took no more than thirty seconds; From Si's point of view, it was only enough for him to spend a piece of paper and thirty seconds.

When she threw the human-shaped piece of paper on the ground, the fog that had shrouded everyone's perception just now seemed to have finally completely receded.

"That's it... when you were talking to it, it was standing on the ground," Feng Huanyan stammered, "but, then, sister Lin, you grab it and put it on the paint mark, it I just raised my hand..."

What?

"No, it was Mao who walked over by himself..." Pina murmured, "She grabbed Mao's clothes from behind..."

This is also what happened in Lin Sanjiu's impression.

"Except for Feng Huanyan, what we saw was the same process," Qing Jiuliu grabbed the broken hair to the back of his head, his expression serious. "It shows that we have fallen into a collective illusion... No, more than that, one person's rationalization of 'Maus' may also affect everyone else."

"If it's an illusion fabricated by Occidentus, it's hard to guarantee that none of us will notice something is wrong." Yuan Xiangxi said quietly, "And the illusion that has been repeatedly explained and rationalized by ourselves will make everyone It's all getting deeper and deeper. Right?"

The shadows on the ground were motionless, as if they were listening to their analysis with great interest.

"Through the connection of the screen, his shadow was projected beside us, and the hallucination began." Lin Sanjiu also figured it out, "So Feng Huanyan, who was the only one who was not in the cockpit at that time, was not affected..."

Why does Maus have "Going Geese from the South"?

Because Lin Sanjiu herself knew that Nan Guiyan was an animal that could punch holes in space; there was no more reasonable explanation than this, and it was easy for her to win her trust.

She turned around suddenly, avoided the shadow on the ground, rushed to the paint mark, and shouted to the gray and expressionless void in midair: "Gift bag!"

"Who is the gift bag?"

"He is me—" Lin Sanjiu closed his eyes before continuing, "He is my relative. No matter what, I will never leave him behind."

"But..." Pina said hesitantly, "that Orcius..."

Lin Sanjiu looked at the dark figure on the ground.

The dark figure also turned to look at her.

She gasped and almost staggered back a step; then she realized that the shadow still seemed to be motionless, as if she was just blinded.

"Gift package," Lin Sanjiu couldn't restrain the anxiety in her heart anymore. She knew that they didn't have much time—no, I'm afraid they didn't have the slightest leeway from the very beginning; Orcius allows the hallucinations they have.

"Gift bag! Can you hear me?"

The sea wind rolled up her screams, tore them into pieces, and threw them on the ground.

"If you can hear me, give me a response! What do you need me to do? How can I help you come here?" Lin Sanjiu shouted one after another: "Is it because the entrance and exit of the space are too small? You can only come here for a while. A small portion, like in Lava world?"

Feng Huanyan didn't seem to understand why, after she yelled every sentence, she had to look at her own face, and then turned her head away in disappointment.

"I can 'cross space'," Lin Sanjiu suddenly had an idea, glanced back at his partners, and said as if seeking advice: "I walked over space by space, walked to the gift bag, and brought him return…"

Lin Sanjiu doesn't know how she can grasp the intangible gift package that is just a mass of data as she is a mortal body; Passing by, from the corners and ends of the soul consciousness, gently brushing his fingertips, she is willing to take the risk, and feels it is worth it.

"Do you need help?"

Crap, of course—

Just as Lin Sanjiu was about to turn around, his body froze.

Someone stood behind her, standing between her and the puppeteer, the great witch, Kiyokuru and others.

"Look, I wanted to watch it for a while. You guys are pretty interesting, especially the one in the second dimension. It's a... life form I haven't seen yet."

Lin Sanjiu lowered his eyes.

That black shadow was no longer a solitary, bodiless shadow.

This time, Orcius didn't even bother to use cognitive hallucinations anymore.

A torn-out magazine cover shows a soccer player running across a green field, arms raised high as if to shout in victory.

The cover of the magazine stood on Sombra's feet, and it looked ridiculous—it was just such a piece of paper, and it wasn't even himself.

"Then let me pull it over."

I've had a few thoughts these past two days. In fact, it is very easy to write male characters in the female channel. They are handsome and have good brains (except for the puppeteer Kurosawa Ji). Treating women as human beings can attract a lot of fans.

On the contrary, I find it particularly difficult to write female characters. Because I want to write about real people with flesh and blood, who have sorrows, likes and dislikes, desires and troubles just like you and me. Dong Luorong's life of being regarded as an object, Xie Feng's fierce resistance, the great witch's fear of the passage of time, Ye Jing's choice and sacrifice as a mother, Bohemia's innocence after going through hardships, Qiao Yuansi Wu Lun's kindness and weakness, Deng Yilan's simplicity and stubbornness, Lou Qin's extremism after losing her relative...

I hope that female readers can see a small piece of themselves reflected in them. We are not only independent and complete individuals, but also have emotions and dilemmas that women communicate with each other.

Try to stick to real people, it is definitely not as eye-catching as perfect.

I am willing to tell myself why there are few female characters in the protagonist group. It is because they each have their own life paths (I disagree with slapping faces as lightly as possible); for example, Xie Feng will choose to return to his hometown, but Qing Jiuju will not.

Except for Nuwa, I don't really write about the perfect and powerful Feng Aotian, because I'm not interested in it, not because I think men are stronger than women. Feng Aotian also needs to exist. If there is Long Aotian, why can’t there be Feng Aotian? It’s simple and cool to write, but I don’t think she can express us as the majority.

Recommend a book on feminist writing, Like Snow Like Mountains, by Zhang Tianyi. Very well written.