Lin Sanjiu knew very well that there was still a long way to go before the Murder Hotel agreed to save Puppeteer, especially when there might be conflicts with other Pocket Dimensions.
"There is another low-level creature here? There are two of them? "
After they became familiar with each other, the hotel was no longer afraid of offending Lin Sanjiu. He would say whatever came to his mind. At this moment, he was shocked, "How did you guys get in here? You guys might be low-level, but your ability to run around is pretty good. "
Lin Sanjiu had been tempered by Puppeteer for a long time, so she was not bothered by his words. She sighed, "We were participating in a Pocket Dimension … My friend has a bad temper, so we offended it. I think we were thrown in here by that Pocket Dimension. "
"Isn't your friend a human? What can he do in a Pocket Dimension? Why did he throw us in here? "The hotel shook his head as if he disapproved of his colleague's behavior. "This is too reckless. This shouldn't be the Pocket Dimension's way to vent its anger on humans … Which Pocket Dimension is it?"
"The Grand Palace of Bewilderment."
Lin Sanjiu could feel the slight change in the hotel's expression when she heard those words. He straightened his back, and his expression turned serious. Lin Sanjiu couldn't tell if it was a taboo, displeasure, or respect.
"So it's him," the hotel said in a low voice. After a pause, he let out a low snort.
"What's wrong?"
"In the Instance Dungeon, he's quite famous. In your words, he's very strong."
The hotel waved his hand and said, "But his' strength 'is built on the foundation of copying other Pocket Dimensions … For non-human Pocket Dimensions, this is not a problem. However, for Pocket Dimensions with human origins like us, we have mixed feelings about him. Even though we have become Pocket Dimensions, we still feel that this is our unique identity. I don't feel comfortable with him copying our identity. "
"I didn't expect Pocket Dimensions to understand human nature."
After Lin Sanjiu found out that it was the Palace of Confusion that threw them into this place, Murder Hotel became more interested in Puppeteer. He asked Lin Sanjiu a few questions. Lin Sanjiu quickly seized the opportunity and tried to persuade him to agree to her request. However, she talked until her throat was parched. She even made a lot of empty promises, but Murder Hotel still shook his head.
"You don't understand," he said, "If our Pocket Dimensions collide, it will be very troublesome."
Lin Sanjiu almost lost control of herself. She did not know what to do or how to do it. She knew that Puppeteer was just around the motel, but she had to force herself to stand still. It was getting harder and harder.
"Are you in a hurry? Can't you just make friends later?" Slaughter Hotel saw through it, although his words weren't pleasant to hear. "You should know that our real bodies are still in the Karma Museum. This is just a … uh, a dimensional space built with our energy. Have you ever used a space item? Yes, just like that one. "
As he spoke, he stomped his feet as if he felt uncomfortable standing. Apparently, he did not think too much about it. Without any hesitation, his human leg suddenly disappeared. In its place was a hotel single bed that extended out from his hipbone.
It was as if he had turned into a horse, but the body of the horse had been replaced by a bed.
Lin Sanjiu stared at him blankly.
The Slaughter Hotel, who had suddenly become shorter, did not seem to think that this scene was too strange for a human. He continued to speak, "Once there is a conflict between us, the dimensional space formed by our energy will be affected, and it will affect the stability of the entire dimension.
"Besides, this is just our 'characters'. If there is a conflict, what's the point of attacking someone else's' character '? The other party will just lose some energy, and they can just send another 'character' down. If that happens, the conflict will never end. Who would do something that only brings harm to themselves? "
"Don't tell me that the Pocket Dimensions never attack each other?" Lin Sanjiu was so anxious that she was about to burst into flames. If the Pocket Dimensions were unwilling to help, no matter how low level they were or how powerless they were, she would have to do it.
"There have been times …" Slaughter Hotel shook his head and said, "But just like what you said, your friend is already in the lake. If I go down to fish him out, it will be a very ugly scene. I might be able to fish him out, but he can also trap me. By that time, the two 'characters' will be squeezing and devouring each other … "
"He … he shouldn't be a 'character'," Lin Sanjiu said in despair, "The lake pocket dimension that he fell into should be the Pocket Dimension itself."
"That's even worse!" Slaughter Hotel widened his eyes, "But how can he move? Could it be that he has found a way to move freely? "
Lin Sanjiu was stunned. She gave a simple explanation and asked, "Can't you tell?"
The Slaughter Hotel leaped up and once again stood in its human form.
Apart from disappointment, he seemed to be a little troubled.
"It's hard to explain in human language … Let's use an online game as an example. We are not physically here, so our perception of this dimension is indirect. We see and hear things through the 'characters'. As long as the other party looks like a Pocket Dimension and has the characteristics or aura of a Pocket Dimension, it is actually very difficult for us to distinguish whether you are the Pocket Dimension itself or a person who has brought along a part of the Pocket Dimension. "
Hearing this, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help looking at the thread on her arm.
She finally had an answer as to why "meeting an old friend in a foreign land" could cause other Pocket Dimensions to misunderstand her identity.
Indeed, when Slaughter Hotel discovered her identity, it wasn't because the thread on her arm wasn't enough for a Pocket Dimension. It was because she knew nothing about the symposium.
When she asked "when will the symposium begin", the Slaughter Hotel yawned and became suspicious. At that time, he might not have been sure, so he just said vaguely, "The symposium is very long, I don't mind missing it for a while."
"Wait a minute."
Lin Sanjiu shuddered and looked up.
"When you were suspicious of my identity, you didn't answer me directly when the symposium would begin. Instead, you said 'I don't mind missing it for a while' because the symposium had always been going on. There was no such thing as a starting time. However, I didn't know that I had given myself away."
Lin Sanjiu strode around the motel and waved her hand at the "town" in the distance. "Other than communicating with words, you guys have another method of communication that humans can't detect, right? When you guys gather together and use this method to communicate, it is actually a 'symposium', right? "
"Yes, we can communicate with multiple Pocket Dimensions at the same time," Slaughter Hotel nodded. Then, he suddenly complained, "Don't make me explain …"
"No, no," Lin Sanjiu became agitated, "It's enough for me to know this. I have a way to save my friend! I just need you to do me a favor without any risk. "
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