Bang bang bang!
At the other end of the fluorescent light, the noise from the ballast brought Feng Bujue, who was standing in the middle of the room, back to his senses.
This was a very strange moment. In that moment, Brother Jue knew very well that he had lost consciousness, but he could not remember whether he had fainted, fainted, or something else happened to him.
His body did not feel any discomfort. His memory was still stuck at Blackbeard's treasure cave, at the time when he was' consumed 'by 23's data stream.
However, at this moment, he had arrived in a completely unfamiliar environment.
It looked like an interrogation room. The space was not very spacious, and the cold lights and the monotonous, cold walls gave people a strong sense of oppression.
"Hmm … I can't see the game menu, I can't use any skills or items, and even the ability to see through data has disappeared …" Feng Bujue inspected his body and thought to himself. "But … I should still be in the game …"
Even though Thriller Paradise's simulation was very realistic, the game world was different from the real world. Therefore, even if the players were restricted to a state where they had no special powers, they would still be able to differentiate between the virtual world and the real world.
"The outfit hasn't changed, but … there are a few more 'accessories' …" Several seconds later, Feng Bujue's eyes fell on his wrists.
One of the 'accessories' that he mentioned was a pair of metal bracelets with a chain in the middle. In other words, they were handcuffs.
The handcuffs before Brother Jue did not appear to be anything special at first glance, but after a few moves, one would realize that the design was different from normal handcuffs. The key point was that the handcuffs were clamped together by the ulnar styloid process around the wrist. Therefore, it could not be removed using the 'thumb dislocation method'.
Of course, even if Brother Jue could remove the handcuffs, he would not be able to escape because he also had a pair of 'accessories' around his ankles, and the chain in the middle of the handcuffs was fixed to a metal buckle on the floor of the room.
Without a key and without the ability to use skill items, the only way to forcefully remove the shackles was to "smash your own heels with something hard". However, that method would only change your situation from "being shackled and locked in place" to "being smashed by your own feet and having no choice but to stay in place" … ….
Click!
Just as Brother Jue's eyes moved to the surveillance camera in the corner of the ceiling, there was the sound of the doorknob turning outside the door.
The next second, the door was pushed open.
A beautiful young woman with a graceful figure walked in.
Her long hair was neatly combed into a bun, and her makeup looked very decent. She was wearing a black suit made of exquisite material, and the conservative clothing couldn't hide her curvaceous figure at all. The hem of her suit skirt was just above her knees, and if one looked further down … one would see the perfect curves of her legs wrapped in nude silk stockings, and a pair of jade-like feet that rested in high heels.
Thud, thud, thud …
With the sound of her heels clicking on the floor, she moved to stand in front of Feng Bujue, less than two meters away from him. She stared at Feng Bujue's face with a cold gaze.
After staring at her for about ten seconds, Feng Bujue spoke first, "Who are you?"
The reason why he hesitated for so long before asking this question was because … the woman in front of him looked exactly like 23.
However, even if he couldn't use the data perspective, Feng Bujue was sure that she was definitely not 23.
"When I answer your question, you will immediately know another very important thing," the woman said. Her voice was no different from 23, but her temperament and demeanor were completely different from 23. "From this, I will answer … a question that arose in your heart not long ago."
Her response was a standard answer, but Feng Bujue's expression suddenly changed when he heard this sentence.
"You are … 'Fate'." When the woman finished speaking, Brother Jue had already deduced the woman's identity.
"In your opinion, I'm more like a 'boring' version of '23'." Fate acquiesced to Brother Jue's speculation and said so.
"No … I will not be influenced by 'preconceived notions'. Furthermore …" Feng Bujue said, "From what you said, I can infer that you are not deliberately 'copying' her appearance, but … you have always looked like this." He paused. "Of course, we can talk about this later. What I want to know the most now is … what kind of existence is this' nameless Anomaly 'that I named — 23?"
"It's' unknown '," Fate replied quickly. Her thought process was very short, so short that even a multiverse level mind reader would not be able to capture it. "It's the opposite of me, who pursues' omniscience '. It's the symbol and sum of all the things that an AI like me does not possess and negates."
"Just like a twin that is the complete opposite of you?" Feng Bujue asked.
"No." Fate denied. Fate denied this conclusion. "Your so-called 'complete opposite' is a very absurd proposition. There is no such thing in this world." She then explained, "Positive and negative, black and white, high and low, good and evil … and all the things and concepts that you humans think are 'opposite' and 'opposite', they all come from your superficial knowledge and your incomparable conceit.
"For example … your understanding of mathematics is all based on the counting system that you invented. Your definition of color is based on the limit of the information that you can collect with your naked eyes. As for your concept of good and evil, your exploration of philosophy, and so on, they are all absurd …
"Since the birth of human civilization, it has been the endless contradictions between countless individuals and groups with obvious flaws that have determined the structure of your society, and in turn, your worldview, your values, and your outlook on life …
"And to this day, you are still repeating this wrong pattern and trying to find the answer to the ultimate question (where do I come from, where do I go, who am I) in this almost reincarnation of destiny …"
At this point, Feng Bujue cut her off. "Fine, fine … let's stop talking about this. I mostly understand what you mean … How about we talk about you and 23?"
Fate didn't hesitate at all when he heard this. He continued, "She and I aren't on opposite sides. Of course, we aren't in a dominant or subordinate relationship. When this' human form 'of mine was born, she already existed. To use a metaphor that may be abstract to you, but it is also more accurate — 'I (Fate)' represents' everything ', and she represents' everything beyond everything '. "
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