As she moved forward, Yanran could see that this place wasn't normal.
At first glance, the ground was still the ground, and the sky was still the same sky.
But for some reason, these things gave Yanran the feeling that they were one. It was as if Yanran had really come to an enclosed environment.
She looked back and saw that the passage she came from had already disappeared. It was replaced by trees.
"What is this? Did something happen? Where's Little Angel? Little Angel wasn't in this place. Did she want to harm herself in this place? No, I can't let this happen. "
Yanran was still worried about the Creator, so she continued to fly deeper.
Her feet tapped in the sky. Each time, Yanran could leave this place quickly. The sky seemed to be torn apart by Yanran's speed.
Finally, Yanran found the Creator. He was kneeling on the ground with wounds. There was a tombstone beside him, a tombstone that was even bigger than the kneeling Creator.
Seeing Yan Ran coming over, the Creator said in a sorrowful tone.
"So you've finally come? If you don't want to kill me, why did you come? Did you just want to see me in this mess? Or do you want to do something? "
"Do you know, do you know, do you know, do you know, everything in this world actually has a tragic fate? They are all written by the real Mastermind based on characters from other worlds. No matter if it's you, the people around you, or the people from other worlds, it's all the same. It can be said that the people in this world are fake. They don't exist, just like replicas. I believe you, as the main character, should understand! Don't you think it's a little similar to what you've seen? Don't you think everything is progressing too fast? Don't you think it's unbelievable? "
"That's right, because the Mastermind is controlling everything. No matter what is about to happen or what has already happened, the Mastermind can control and even change it. This is fate, and this is the Mastermind."
"What's the difference?" Yanran heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that the creator didn't mutilate himself.
"You are you, and I am me. Even though we are replicas from another world and don't exist in this world, aren't you and I truly existing now? You and I are no longer little fools, nor are we replicas. We are real people, people of this world. "
"You don't understand. You really don't understand anything. You don't know how it feels to be a replica …" The Creator shouted at Yanran. Then, he looked at Yanran.
"Oh ~ I understand, I understand! Is it because of the power in your body that you can't feel all this? You don't know our pain, and you don't know the pain of being clones without any autonomy. This must be it! That must be it! Tell me, will you? That must be it! "
"This …" Yanran hesitated for a moment, but still nodded. Yanran really didn't have such emotions. After obtaining such great power, Yanran's way of thinking had long changed. She wouldn't treat many things that seemed to threaten her like before.
At least, it wouldn't make Yanran lose her composure.
"I knew it! I knew it! What else in this world is more painful than knowing that you're just a bunch of programs and knowing that you're just a replica of someone in the real world? "
"Yanran, do you know? Do you know? Our fate has already been decided by someone who doesn't even exist! Whether it's you coming here or me coming here, it's already been arranged! Do you know! We're just a bunch of programs, a person's thoughts. We don't really exist! We're just in a dream. "
"Do you know? I once saw my mother being killed by someone with my own eyes. I don't have this memory at all, and I don't know what exactly happened, but my mother died just like that. My father also died just like that. Later, when I became the Creator, I went crazy and distorted time and space to take a look. Do you know the result? Do you know the result? "
"This memory doesn't exist at all. This memory doesn't exist at all. Even if I find a similar memory, I'll only see a fragment. It's just a blurry little bit, as if someone had deliberately implanted it in me. Do you know all of this? "
The Creator was already in despair. She looked at Yanran in amusement and ignorance, laughing at Yanran's ignorance.
"That's right, I don't know. I don't know that you don't care about these things at all. You don't even need to calculate where you came from, and you don't know what kind of world this is. You only care about yourself, and you only care about where you want to go. Yanran! Your traffic is so strong that it's enough to ignore these things! "
"Hurry up … hurry up … hurry up and tell me, hurry up and tell me what the secret to becoming stronger is. I also want to obtain power like yours. I also want to break this space. I want to let the person who created me understand that I'm not a simple person. I can also become evil, and I also have things that I need. I'm a person!"
"Hahahaha … hahahaha …"
"En … this …" Yanran's eyes flickered even more.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong? Even so, you don't want to tell me anymore? Or … you don't sympathize with me at all, and everything you're doing now is fake? Don't worry, just tell me! I definitely won't tell anyone, and I won't let anyone else know either. This is the function of this place. It can infer whether a person's words are true or false, and it can also make a person's actions absolutely real and effective. It's impossible to make a mistake. "
"Alright, hurry up and tell me! I also want to become stronger, I also want to be as strong as you. "
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