Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1890: Purpose of copy

"I am "Killing Hotel"——"

The last few words suddenly became lighter, farther away, and blurred. The shadows were dispersed by the sound of thunder and lightning that suddenly penetrated the night sky.

There was a flash of lightning, and the motel in front of me suddenly turned white: the doors of the ten rooms were closed tightly, and from behind the door, a string of pleasant laughter from a woman came; an old Ford parked crookedly. In the parking lot, the driver's door was wide open.

"Who is it?" A man's almost crazy shout was faintly wrapped in the buzzing TV news in an unknown room, unrelenting. "Who did it, who? Come out!"

When Lin Sanjiu was horrified, the scene of the motel in the dark night, the white and fierce thunder and lightning, the red drink vending machine with the light alone in the shadow on the first floor... was just like when it came, from the mind disappeared suddenly.

"...Nice to meet you."

It was only then that the second half of Red T-shirt's words reached her ears clearly.

Lin Sanjiu blinked her eyes and felt her heartbeat beginning to accelerate. The shocking scene had disappeared, and cold sweat broke out.

What she just saw was a copy of "Killing Hotel", right?

Could it be said that this is equivalent to the copy's "business card"? As soon as the copy states her name, she can recognize and see the content of the copy?

"There is no need to state names between our copies,"

After hearing Lin Sanjiu’s description, Red T-shirt—Lin Sanjiu still had a hard time calling someone a hotel—didn’t seem surprised.

"As long as we look at each other, we can know each other's general type, content and mode... It's a bit like the scene you just saw. I didn't expect that when facing humans, reporting names has the same effect."

When facing humans, the effect should be weakened a lot.

At least the scene that Lin Sanjiu saw just now did not contain a lot of information. It was not as much a clue as the four words "Killing Hotel" - it was more like she had watched the trailer of Killing Hotel. , experienced its atmosphere.

The red T-shirt was obviously very satisfied with himself and was very talkative. He pointed at his feet and said: "Look, this replica creature doesn't wear shoes, right? Because he was barefoot all the time in the hotel room. You can Look at my ten nails. Are they all dark yellow? Because the walls of ten hotel rooms are this color."

Lin Sanjiu was a little dazed, and her eyes slowly turned around him as he gestured.

According to him, the red T-shirt is a sign of another replica creature, and a stain with a special shape on its body is an important clue to survival through the level... He said that if someone who has participated in the "Killing Hotel" sees him, You will feel that he is full of familiar details and atmosphere, because he is not a simple copy of biological integration - he is the copy itself.

After he finished the introduction, Lin Sanjiu felt that she could call him by his real name.

"You didn't answer my question directly." She regained her composure, tried to calm down, and repeated: "Why do you, a copy whose goal is to capture and kill evolutionaries, want to help me?"

The Killing Hotel was silent for a few seconds.

"When I was outside, driven by instinct, I had to run a copy, which caused the death of the evolver... Just like a computer program, how it goes is not under my control. This is the same as my active willingness to capture and kill Evolvers are not the same thing. When I faced you here, I found that because I no longer had to force a copy to run, I was temporarily freed from my instinctive drive, which made me relieved."

Lin Sanjiu raised an eyebrow.

He waved his hand and said: "Don't get me wrong, I don't cherish the lives of evolved people, or feel guilty. Your life and death are meaningless to me. The reason why I breathed a sigh of relief, It’s because I have finally been freed from this compulsive way of existence for a while... Generally speaking, people who were copies of their predecessors often feel this way."

She couldn't help but think of the truck driver who had to repeatedly circle several streets in a hopeless search for prey.

"If I still attack you here even though it is not necessary, it would be a bit like...how to put it, like I have been a slave of instinct for a long time, and the master is not around for a while, but I continue to enslave myself. So, I’m not here to help you, I’m just looking for more ways of existence and possibilities for myself.” Killing Hotel shrugged and concluded.

Lin Sanjiu thought for a while and finally nodded, accepting this statement.

"Of course, there are also a lot of copies here that fully embrace instinct and were not human before." He added: "In addition, I think there must be many copies that believe that humans should not exist here. Place... Once they find out, I really can’t say what they will do to you."

"If a copy attacks me, how should I resist?" she asked.

Killing Hotel touched his chin, as if it was difficult to answer. "Honestly, I can't think of it. As a low-level creature, what can you do? Even if your evolutionary abilities and special items are still usable, they are useless when used on us. If you don't believe me, try it."

As he spoke, he actually stepped out of the parking lot and stood in front of Lin Sanjiu, leaning half of his body forward.

...just give it a try.

With great difficulty, Lin Sanjiu called out a [Ghost Painting] that she had never used before, and opened the canvas. No matter how she slapped it on Killing Inn's body, [Ghost Painting] was just like the most ordinary painting, not responding to him at all.

Killing Hotel put his hands on his hips, without any scruples, and urged her: "Is there nothing else? This thing is specially designed to absorb people, right? No, we are not people, just humanoid 'characters' ...If I want, I can also be a red drink vending machine. But the human form is the most convenient, so everyone chooses the human form."

Lin Sanjiu waved his hand somewhat dejectedly.

It's not a matter of people or humanoids, she can feel that when facing the Killing Hotel, Special Item is as silent and calm as a stone.

Faced with the dungeon, could she and the puppet master really just make a piece of meat on a chopping board?

"Now that you know you are at risk, why are you staying here? It's better to leave early. Why are you looking for a copy of Lake Tour just to jump into his arms?"

Although Lin Sanjiu had many questions about this place, the Killing Hotel also asked her questions one after another - "Also, how did you get in?"

She smiled bitterly - if only she knew how to escape, she was counting on the puppet master to provide an idea.

After thinking about it, Lin Sanjiu changed the question. "What might a copy do to me?"

"Huh?" Killing Hotel was startled.

“Didn’t you say that other copies might attack me?” Lin Sanjiu asked, “What methods can the copies use?”

Killing Hotel frowned and replied thoughtfully: "...That should depend on the dungeon. Some dungeons, such as the one I just met at the symposium~IndoMTL.com~, are mazes and are best at Using specious information, people think that they are walking towards the exit through rational analysis, but in fact they are walking step by step towards the death at the core of the maze. If the information maze wants to attack you, I guess it should be through words, making you slowly become Its puppet - but you don't notice it at all because you feel like you're always thinking clearly."

"How can you harm others just by communicating at the symposium?" Lin Sanjiu shuddered.

Killing Hotel laughed. "We don't need to communicate. We can tell each other just by looking at each other. What we communicate... I can't express it in human words."

"If you have a chance in the future, you can try to tell me." Lin Sanjiu asked again, "Where are the other dungeons? For example...the lake tour dungeon?"

"He, I think he is similar to me," Killing Hotel said, "They are all dungeons in which evolvers kill each other under a set of rules. We ourselves do not actively participate. So this type of dungeons , it should be just that after I catch you, I won’t let go.”

Lin Sanjiu was shocked. "Then what?"

"What will happen to humans who have been trapped in the dungeon?" Killing Hotel asked, "Of course, in the end they will become dungeon creatures."

How long has it been since the puppet master was trapped?

"To be honest, I need help." She lowered her voice and said urgently.

Killing Hotel has an "I've seen it all" expression on its face.