Lin looked around, but couldn't see the owner of the voice. The original guardian of the Silver Bearded Dwarves, Lupita, who was captured and imprisoned in the Dream Realm.
The laughter was loud and resounding, coming from all directions and echoing, but he couldn't see anyone. Lin felt strange, and then noticed that he couldn't see any specks of star-like light in a certain direction, and the background color wasn't quite right.
Could it be! A thought flashed through Lin's mind, and he suddenly looked up. Sure enough, he saw Lupita's huge face looking down at him in the distance. A certain someone couldn't take in her gigantic body at all. Moreover, the face was far enough away that he could make out the outline. As for the 'wall' in front of him, he couldn't tell what part of the body it was.
"It seems that you've discovered it, human. The biggest mistake you made was to leave me in this world. I have mastered all the rules here. Your life and death are in my hands. " With that, a huge hand with an outstretched index finger slowly moved from the distant horizon, ready to crush a certain guy smaller than an ant.
In the face of this terrifying scene, a certain someone didn't say much. He reached forward with his right hand and slapped the Magic Tower. The figure blocking the entire sky disappeared on the spot, and was replaced by the mosquito-sized Lupita stuck to the Magic Tower's wall. Moreover, she looked flattened. Lin said: "I don't have time to pay attention to you. What about the other two?"
"Hey, the original, have tender feelings for the fairer sex. Flat chests are a symbol of status and have rare value. We should protect and love them. "Of course, it was a certain fatty who came forward to say this.
"Don't worry, no matter how much you slap them, they won't burst or dent." "Hey!" A certain guardian protested. "… Compared to that, our matter is more important. Do you want some time to think about how to explain it first? "
"Explain? Is there a need? Look at you. What's the adage, a salted fish for a day, a salted fish for life. I'm afraid that you'll reincarnate as a salted fish for 10 lifetimes. "
"Tsk, with you holding me back, do you expect a salted fish like me to be able to make a comeback?"
"That's holding you back? That's helping you, all right. If it wasn't for that, you would've died long ago. "
"Controlling my body's movements and forcing me to constantly offend people, what kind of help is this? Why don't you take complete control of me before you start a massacre? After that, I can push the blame away and say that it was done by the other violent personality hidden in my heart. Actually, I'm a peace-loving, kind, and amiable big brother next door. "
"Do you think it's useful to play the same trick as you did on the Ghost Island? The culture in his hometown was particular about nodding one's head when being scolded, and standing at attention when being beaten. What his teachers taught him was to endure for a moment and be calm, and to take a step back and be at ease. He had turned Confucian culture into a slave culture, a slave's slave! Since you were young, from top to bottom, we all hoped that you could be a good baby. But after entering society, which successful person didn't act like a hooligan? The big boss had clearly said that young people nowadays had too many demands and too high a salary. That was why they couldn't succeed. So I asked, whose success? The essence of capitalism was exploitation. Without a huge foundation for exploitation, could those successful people really have the ability to rely on themselves to make a name for themselves? But after you f * cking came here, you still used the same method as in your hometown. Did he think that he had adapted to this world of magic and cannibalism? No! In essence, you're still a rabbit. When you see danger, you run away. When you can't run away, you feed others. Don't think that just because you came up with something that the people here don't know, you're no longer a rabbit. This is the essence that you can't change! It's just like those people who say that they don't have racial discrimination. Because they can't do what they say, they have to constantly emphasize it. Isn't that so? But you're living like a sheep with wool bedding, and you're still so smug about it. Yes, so what if you're capable? You'll have the guts to fight a lion if you have a propeller on your leg and a missile and machine gun on your back. "
After being reprimanded, a certain someone was speechless and had a dull expression. After a long while, he came back to his senses and asked, "Is my performance really that bad?"
"This book is almost out of print. What do you think?"
A certain someone was so depressed that he wanted to dig a hole and bury himself. In the end, he squeezed out a sentence and said, "I also want to change, but the problem is that a dog can't change to eat … Bah! Lead a cow to Beijing … Well, anyway, you know what I mean. And at this age, people will only become more and more afraid of death. How can they become more and more impulsive? "
"You've said everything that can be said. I don't know what else to add. But I don't want you, John Wick, to possess me. If someone touches my dog, I'll kill their entire family. Even their bodyguards and underlings will be dealt with. Going too far is as bad as falling short. If you really do that, I'll have to worry if you've been bewitched. I just want you to think about how to solve the problem first when you encounter something, and not to settle things peacefully. Don't always think about taking a step back. No matter which world it is, there are many people who want a yard after taking an inch. But I don't want you to think about how to deal with the person who caused the problem when you can't solve the problem. That would be overdoing it. "
The words of the fat otaku incarnation made a certain someone extremely depressed. It wasn't because the content was a wake-up call, but purely because those words were useless nonsense. The good and the bad, the good and the bad, the more and the less. Are there any specific things that you want to talk about? The answer was no!
These words could be used to win over some young people, but they couldn't be used to deal with him. A certain someone wondered if the fat otaku just wanted to find some words to ridicule him. But no matter how angry he was, it wasn't worth talking nonsense with this fat otaku. A certain someone said, "Forget it, I don't want to talk nonsense with you. Where's the chuunibyou? "
"Here. Is there something important you want to talk to me about? If not, please keep quiet. "When he was in middle school, he wore the familiar uniform and walked out from behind the Magic Tower.
"I just want to know, what did you do to my body?"
"We? Your body? Are you sure you're not mistaken? We are also you. We also have control over this body. The only difference is that you usually appear. But what I want to say is, although we call you the original version, the original version, are you sure that you are really the original personality? "
"What? Are you going to say that my previous memories are all fake? In fact, both my parents died. When I was three, I was on the run. When I was five, I killed my enemy. When I was seventeen, I was sent to the Lost Land and lived a life of fear. In order to avoid feeling too guilty, I deliberately forgot some fragments of my memory. "
Faced with the original's ridicule, the chuunibyou incarnation thought seriously and said, "That's a good reason, but do you believe it yourself?"
"Like hell I'll believe it."
"What a pity." The chuunibyou incarnation frowned and wanted to walk into the shadow of the Magic Tower in disappointment, but was stopped by a certain someone. "Wait, wait a minute, you've led me astray. What I want to ask is, why did I do things against my own thoughts in battle? "
"If I said that no one influenced you, would you believe me?"
"How is that possible?" Lin said in surprise.
"All your actions originate from a certain part of yourself. But don't think of yourself as too perfect. You won't make any mistakes. You will be impulsive, muddle-headed, and offend some people without knowing the situation. But don't put all the blame on us just because we exist. But if it will make you feel better to pass the buck, let it be all my fault, and no one else's. But no matter what, I have to remind you of one thing. It was just like playing an RPG. There were ways to train and ways to play, and there were ways to prepare to play. Since you've already run to a place outside of the beginner's area, and even have one foot in the Demon King's checkpoint, please be prepared for everything and plan for the worst. Because this game doesn't look like it's a game where you can return to the newbie zone just because you want to. "
He pondered for a long time, but did not say anything. Lin wondered if he had any helpers around him who could help him explain this mess. The Chuunibyou incarnation seemed to have sensed his thoughts and scolded him.
"Haven't you heard of the saying, 'If you rely on a mountain, the mountain will collapse; if you rely on a man, he will run away.' You only want to ride on someone's coattails. Have you ever thought about why others want to ride on your coattails? And what kind of price can you offer in exchange for these things? If you get used to relying on someone, you will never have the chance to surpass the person who protects you. Because in order to obtain endless benefits from you, they will think of ways to restrict you, making it impossible for your strength to surpass theirs. I've seen a lot of this kind of mess in my hometown. Do you still remember the singing competition in middle school? What song did our class sing? A man should strive for self-improvement, the me after I grew up. "
Critical hit!
A certain someone rolled on the ground and said, "No, don't bring up that dark history. It wasn't easy for me to forget it."
He woke up!
When he opened his eyes, Lin had already returned to the real world. Cold sweat drenched his back, and all the hair on his body stood on end. The goosebumps on the ground couldn't be retracted.
In the past, when he entered the dream world, although it was one against two, at least he could still exchange words. But this time, when he entered, he was cut from head to toe and had no ability to resist at all.
But it had to be said that they were able to use an objective point of view to examine his actions, and they did make some sense. Unfortunately, a person's personality was not so easy to change.
But he also learned one thing from the two avatars. If they didn't lie to him about this, and the facts they stated were clear enough, then it was that he didn't do everything perfectly. Maybe he didn't make big mistakes, but it seemed that small mistakes were constantly being made.
How could he change all of this?
Change the style? Shout "My life is in my own hands, not in the hands of the heavens", advance triumphantly, and sweep away all obstacles?
Or … carry out the path of "staying at home"?
It had been more than two years since he had wandered. Maybe it was time to find a place to stay and settle down.
It was a bit unrealistic to expect to be assigned another magic tower from the Society of Sorcerers. Maybe it would be easier to personally build a magic tower that belonged to him in the real world of the maze.
Then, here was the problem. His current savings were not enough to build a three-story tower. Faced with such a dilemma, how could he solve it?
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