In this strange world, a third voice was heard. Lin Fan turned around and saw himself wearing a junior high school uniform, a crew cut, and a pair of glasses.
The new him wanted to maintain a rational image. Unfortunately, the damage from the previous attack was not over yet. The second incarnation could only hold up the frame of his glasses with one hand and support his second brother with the other. "Don't do this a second time. Otherwise, I'll get angry and it won't look good for anyone. "
Looking at this new version of himself, Lin Fan had mixed feelings. He couldn't help but say, "Are there no ordinary people in my subconscious?"
"Whose subconscious would be an ordinary person?" the second incarnation asked.
"Okay, I really don't know." That's right, Lin didn't know. He didn't even know if the two him in front of him were just a part of the dream or if they were the id and superego as Freud said.
The second incarnation seemed to know what he was thinking. He stood up straight and pretended to be an adult. "Because you think we exist, we exist. If you don't think we exist, then we don't exist. "
"Then what are you?"
The fat otaku smiled and said, "Hey, didn't I tell you? We are what you think we are. Who knows what we are. You can only ask yourself, what are we? "
"Is it fun to confuse yourself?" the second incarnation said.
"I'm happy. It's none of your business." With this as the beginning, the fat otaku and the second incarnation began a series of complaints and counter-complaints. They didn't repeat themselves and hit the nail on the head. Every sentence was hurtful. It made a certain someone's head hurt. He quickly stopped himself … and the other two.
"Wait a minute! Can't we get down to business first and stop talking nonsense. "
"Then what's business?" the two incarnations asked in unison.
"How would I know? I just wanted to come in. I didn't think about what to do after coming in. "
"Then you can think about it now." This was what the second incarnation said.
"Wait a minute. Let me get some taro slices and cola first." This was what the fat otaku incarnation said …
Lin felt a headache coming on and wanted to leave the dream. He wanted to die even more. He said weakly, "I just want to see if I can build an invincible hero's castle in the dream world. I also want to see if there are resource points for me to produce troops."
"Heroes are invincible." Fat Otaku stretched out his voice and laughed, "Why don't you say that it's like a dead star in Interstellar Wars? Anyone who comes will be blown away by a Star Destroyer Cannon."
His chuunibyou avatar pushed up his glasses and said, "Don't say things that you haven't seen before or that don't make sense."
"Heh, this is a space where imagination is invincible. There's nothing you can't do, "Fat Otaku lampooned.
"In other people's daydreams, young ladies from rich families will take the initiative to throw themselves at them. They can even get a few famous models to be their mistresses. What about you? If you don't change your fat otaku character, you'll fail in real life and return to your dreams. "The chuunibyou incarnation retorted without hesitation.
After being viciously ridiculed, the fat otaku avatar turned to look at Lin and said, "Hey, this is yourself. Is there a need to hurt each other like this? Teach him a lesson, okay? "
However, Lin noticed an important point that the doppelgänger had mentioned. He said, "Can't there be something that we haven't seen before that doesn't make sense?"
Hearing his question, the two avatars stopped arguing and stared at him as if he was an idiot. The chuunibyou avatar was more rational and said, "According to the restrictions of the 3rd circle Apprentice Magic – Dream Materialization, the things in the dream will be presented in reality. It will be limited by the caster's ability and the environment. To put it simply, the things that you want to materialize have to conform to the rules of reality. It's impossible to let you fantasize about Cybertan and bring out Bopai and Decepticons. Of course, if someone else enters your dream, as long as you still have control, then what can and can't appear in the dream is up to you. This is a setting that can't be any more reasonable, and you should understand it yourself. Then why are you asking when you already know the answer? Are you trying to pretend to be dead, or are you trying to highlight your own stupidity? "
The scolding was so reasonable that he couldn't refute it at all. Moreover, from his conversation with himself, it was clear that it was impossible to use a castle to create an army, and it was also impossible to use advanced technology to crush the enemy. Then, what could he use this dream world for? Or should he just give up and avoid becoming the target of the Abyss Nightmare creatures?
Suddenly, a thought came to his mind uncontrollably. Not considering those weapons that he had only seen in novels or only read about in some data, the former was like a space warship, the latter was like a nuclear bomb, and those things that he had never actually come into contact with.
He had come into contact with them, and the most lethal weapons were definitely not the cars that he drove on Earth. If he didn't like someone, he would drive at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour, and if he didn't die, he would hit the R gear. Instead, it was the magic tower that he had lived in for a while after coming to the maze, and was just kicked out a while ago.
Gaeta in the dream? When this thought came to his mind, it was accompanied by countless other thoughts. Even the scenery in front of him changed, and in the vast grassland, a magic tower suddenly rose up, reaching straight into the clouds.
The three of them stood at the bottom of the magic tower, looking up at the towering tower.
The fat otaku avatar laughed and said, "Actually, you are part of me. You always fantasize about this thick and long giant thing, even I have to admire it when I see it. "
The chuunibyou avatar didn't give him any face, he flicked his finger at the tower and said, "It's all fake." The magic tower collapsed. No matter how big the falling rocks, no matter how heavy the dust, they were just like illusions, passing through the body. In just a moment, the scenery in front of him returned to the endless grassland.
Lin stared dumbfounded as the ten thousand feet tall tower rose from the ground, and then turned into ashes in an instant. He only said, "This …" and was speechless.
The chuunibyou avatar reached out and adjusted his slightly slipping glasses, saying, "Everything has its own way, like dreams, illusions, bubbles, shadows, like dew and like lightning, should be observed as such. You understand this, but you have never taken it seriously. "
The Diamond Sutra. Thinking of these four sentences, Lin thought of a friend who had studied Buddhist scriptures quite a bit, he once said, "Buddhism is actually atheism, everything in the sutra is a kind of cultivation method." But Buddha also said that because it was no longer the era of cultivation, it was twice the effort for half the result. So in order to help the younger generation, you must always chant my name, get close to me, and share some of the Buddhist aura to help your cultivation.
There was no need to talk about the overly profound theories in the Buddhist scriptures. To put it more simply, it was just eight words: Get rid of the false, pursue the true. Then was there anything more false than a dream? If that was the case, what was the point of building a pagoda in a dream?
Looking as far as the eye could see, other than grass, there were clouds, and that blue sky. There was not a single resource mine, not to mention high-grade sulfur, crystals, or low-grade wood, stone, there was also no gold or gas. Whether it was the hero's invincible style or the Galaxy Struggle for Hegemony style, it was impossible.
As the saying goes, even the cleverest housewife can't cook without rice. Could he only give up on the goal of building a pagoda in a dream? Lin looked helplessly at his other two selves, then lowered his head to look at himself … then at the other two, then lowered his head to look at himself …
"Hehe, what kind of crooked idea are you having, why do I feel like it's not good?" The fat otaku avatar took a few steps back and said exaggeratedly. The chuunibyou avatar, however, pretended to be wise, after adjusting his glasses, he said, "Although that's a bad idea, it's still an idea. The question is, can you persevere? "
Lin answered himself seriously and said, "Isn't there no other choice now? If there's an opportunity in front of you and you don't give it a try, would you be willing? Don't say that you think differently from me. "
"Yes, indeed, we won't. Then the second question to consider is, would we be willing? "
The meaning of "willing" before and after was obviously different, and Lin could also hear it. The former was a question of not doing it for the sake of an opportunity, while the latter was a question of sacrificing the only three people in this dream world for the sake of building a pagoda. Lin could only say helplessly, "It's all for our own good, so sacrifice is necessary, and we have no choice. Isn't it? "
The chuunibyou avatar thought seriously for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, that's right. I agree. "
Hearing the answer, Lin happily patted his junior high self and said, "That's great, as expected of myself." But halfway through his joy, his hands that were patting the chuunibyou avatar's shoulders were pressed down.
In his astonishment, he looked at the chuunibyou avatar's sly eyes and said, "We're all equal, so it's the same no matter who is sacrificed. You agree with this point. "
In the blink of an eye, two machetes, one on the left and one on the right, cut off Lin's arms before he realized what was going on. The chuunibyou avatar in front of him still had the machete hanging beside him dripping with blood. His expression didn't show any arrogance or complacency, but rather he was frowning, as if he was enduring some kind of pain.
The other machete beside him was naturally in the hands of the chuunibyou avatar. His expression was ferocious, and his face was distorted. As if he had done something that pleased him, but at the same time, he was in pain. He wanted to laugh, but it was just a grin.
Lin didn't have time to think about the reason. The machete in his abdomen made him understand his situation, but unfortunately, it was too late. The chuunibyou avatar gritted his teeth and slashed at someone's neck with his machete in his right hand. The machete was cut in two, and the head fell to the ground.
Story … End
What a joke! Lin's eyes suddenly opened, and he stood up as if he had sprung up, looking around vigilantly.
The sky was still the same sky, and the grassland was still the same. The chuunibyou avatar and the chuunibyou avatar stood not far away, looking at the person who came back to life. The chuunibyou avatar beckoned and said loudly: "Come over quickly. We have to discuss what to do with this thing. "
Half doubtful, half puzzled. Lin Yiyan went over, but found a man who had been dismembered. It was the chuunibyou avatar.
Standing together with the chuunibyou avatar and the chuunibyou avatar, Lin had mixed feelings as he watched his tragic death. The chuunibyou avatar took the lead to break the deadlock, saying: "Let's think about how to use this thing first. Otherwise, I would have died in vain."
Lin said with some dissatisfaction: "It's' I 'who died, not …" Suddenly, he remembered the identities of the other two. In fact, they are also' me ', so Lin decided to put aside this inconclusive topic. "Forget it, let's not talk about that. When I died, did any of you discuss how to use this … slough? "
"Hey, slough. Do you really think you're cultivating the truth? "The chuunibyou avatar ridiculed mercilessly.
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