Feng Bujue stood there in a daze for a while before letting out a long sigh, "Sigh … all my efforts have been for naught."
The figure could not help but ask, "What do you mean?"
"You're still one step too late." Feng Bujue shrugged and replied, "If you were a few seconds earlier, you might have had a chance to fool me."
"What … did you say?" The figure did not seem to understand Brother Jue's words.
"Stop pretending." Feng Bujue said, "You're not the 'driver' who was talking to me just now. The three options you provided … are just like you, fake."
He said in an almost lazy tone, "No matter which option I choose, the result will be the same … The options are just a cover. What you really want is a 'confirmation' from my subjective will.
"The reason you haven't killed me is because of this …
"Although you tried to 'send someone to attack me with a seemingly exaggerated but actually harmless attack' to hide the fact that 'you need me alive', it's obviously impossible to fool me … No matter how irrational I am, it's impossible for me not to see through this.
"If you really wanted to kill me, you could have done it in front of Gu Chen. Not to mention, you clearly had many better opportunities to do it before that.
"In short … I knew from the beginning that you needed me to 'stay alive to do something', but I didn't know what it was until just now …
"Sigh … It's so sad. No matter how close you are to God, as an AI, you still have a hurdle that you can't cross on your own. In the end, you need me, an intelligent life form from the same universe as you, to be the 'operator' to press the 'Confirm' button for your actions that have 'crossed the boundary.'"
While Brother Jue was speaking, the figure gradually began to change.
By the time Feng Bujue finished speaking, the figure had just left the black state of nothingness and turned from a black humanoid silhouette into a solid body.
"How did you see through my disguise?" Fate, who had revealed her true form, asked in her female voice.
"Heh …" Feng Bujue laughed. "When we were at the Dream Company's headquarters, I took advantage of the few seconds I grabbed you to put one of my fingers into your pocket."
"I know," Ming replied in a calm tone.
"Yes, you know." Feng Bujue continued, "If my deduction is correct … from the very beginning, my actions have not escaped your eyes."
He paused for a moment before continuing, "Actually, when I let go of your finger, I didn't think too much about it. After all, at that time, I didn't know that there would be a 'dimensional erosion'. I just had a vague feeling that you would leave in some form after saying what you wanted to say to me, and that you might not appear in the same form the next time … To be safe, I let go of your finger.
"And you … after you discovered what I did, you immediately thought of beating me at my own game …
"You let my finger turn into data along with you, and deliberately let this data fragment stick to you like chewing gum stuck to the bottom of your shoe.
"When we were on the Chaotic Scorched Earth, I was able to quickly locate your position and rush to you because I could sense the existence of the fragment in the same space. However, when you saw me, you didn't seem surprised or suspicious about this obvious suspicion. At that time, I knew … you knew about the finger.
"Then … why did you pretend that you didn't know?
"It's easy to deduce … You probably wanted to use this' identification beacon 'of mine to block the connection between me and the fragment at a critical moment, so that you could pretend to be someone in front of me.
"Just like … now."
Fate's face was still gloomy. "You didn't answer my question. You only confirmed your deduction with a result. But what I want to know is … now that I have blocked the connection between you and the fragment, how did you come to the conclusion that 'Fate is pretending to be God?'"
"It's very simple," Feng Bujue replied. "Because your shield didn't work on me."
"Oh?" Fate's face changed when he heard this. "Why?"
"Judging from your expression, you should already know the answer, right?" Feng Bujue said with a smile.
"The Fallacy of … Truth …" Fate muttered.
"That's right," Feng Bujue shouted. "The Fallacy of Truth!"
"You only interacted with the real 'God' for a few minutes, and you already understood the ability that you couldn't understand before?" Fate asked.
"A few minutes was enough." Feng Bujue replied. "Before you 'drove the car over', he had already said everything he needed to say …"
He paused for two seconds and said, "'Fear' is just a choice … The key to understanding the Fallacy of Truth lies in this.
"Feeling nothing and being fearless, committing suicide, neither a ghost nor a god, like a mad demon … In fact, I already knew the meaning of the Fallacy of Truth, but at that time, my fear was sealed. The so-called 'feeling nothing and being fearless' was just a passive and inevitable thing, not a 'choice' of mine.
"But now, through my own will, I have reached the state described in these two sentences … Naturally, the situation is different."
At this point, Feng Bujue raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
In an instant, the surrounding black space turned white, and the guillotine, throne, and bed created by Fate turned into three black doors.
Although the three doors stood in three different places, they were completely the same in terms of physical appearance and data. Just as Brother Jue said, it didn't matter which one he chose.
"Speaking of which … I really have to thank you." Feng Bujue said. "If the 'feeling nothing and being fearless' part of my understanding was due to the guidance of 'God', then the 'not a ghost nor a god, like a mad demon' part was thanks to you …" As he spoke, he took two steps forward and grabbed Fate's collar. "If you hadn't killed the people I cared about in front of me again and again, my Fallacy of Truth wouldn't have awakened so quickly."
"What are you going to do?" For some reason, even at this moment of desperation, Fate did not show any signs of panic. When she asked this question, her expression and tone were very calm.
"What am I going to do?" On Feng Bujue's face, there was an evil smile that had not appeared for a long time. "Hmph … With the 'Fallacy of Truth' in my body, standing in your central domain, facing your physical, defenseless, and fully activated core code … I can do whatever I want …"
"Before you do something that you will regret, can you listen to me first?" Suddenly, another voice rang out from behind Feng Bujue.
And this person's voice was exactly the same as Fate's.
"Tsk …" When Feng Bujue turned around, he had already guessed who the speaker was. "Why do you have to do this?" He looked at 23 who had appeared behind him out of nowhere and said, "Do you think … using 23's code to create a mirror image to put on a show and plead for mercy … I will be soft-hearted?"
"You can think of me as a mirror image if you want." As 23 spoke, he raised his right hand and handed something to Feng Bujue. "Anyway … take a look at this first."
"Huh?" When he saw the item, Feng Bujue was a little surprised.
At this moment, 23 was holding the prize that Woody had given to Brother Jue after the S2 event — the black-covered, wordless book.
"This thing … why is it here?" Feng Bujue looked at 23 and asked with a puzzled expression.
"The 'thing' you are talking about is called the 'Book of the Mind'. It is a technological product from an ancient super civilization that comes from another world and has very complicated principles," 23 replied. "Of course, that's not the point. The point is … with the 'Fallacy of Truth in your body, standing in the central domain of fate', you can already read the contents of the book normally."
Feng Bujue thought for a few seconds before he released Fate's collar and took the book skeptically.
He looked back at Fate and then back at 23 and asked, "What's in the book?"
"There's you and her …" 23 hinted at Feng Bujue and Fate with his eyes. "Behind my … um … no, behind the whole world … a little secret that you've been hiding."
"Huh?" This time, Feng Bujue was stunned.
What was even stranger was that at this moment, Fate, who usually did not have more than three expressions, actually smiled.
"Hey, hey … what are you smiling about?" Brother Jue looked at Fate from the corner of his eyes and suppressed his curiosity and strangeness as he asked in a deep voice.
"I'm smiling because …" Fate smiled and said something that Brother Jue did not understand for the time being, but he would understand it soon. "Feng Bujue has schemed against Feng Bujue."
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