Shortly after "Bai Liu" got off the bus, Bai Liu's body materialized from a translucent data virtualized state. He pinched his palm thoughtfully, and he could touch the passengers around him.
I don't know whether his existence is virtualized because the two "White Liu" are in the same time and space, or his body is virtualized because "Bai Liu" is about to die without getting out of the car, but these are not important anymore.
The next stop is [Antique City], he is still on the train, and the train is about to explode in three minutes at most.
"Bai Liu—!!" Mu Sicheng's voice came from another crowded car, he squeezed to the side of Bai Liu with difficulty, his face was extremely ugly, "There are so many people here, how do you find the broken lens?! Immediately The stop is coming! This last train is going to explode before it gets there!"
"And I tried it just now. I wanted to get off at the platform just now." Mu Sicheng said in a solemn tone, "But I couldn't get off. I felt like I was blocked by something on this car."
But Bai Liu turned a deaf ear to Mu Sicheng's anxiety. Instead of closing the topic of Mu Sicheng, Bai Liu said to him, "This is the reality, because the real [you] is not in this car. So you can’t achieve the action of “getting off the train”, and the “real me” has just got off the train, so I can’t get off the train again on a train that “me” has already got off, the causal relationship is not established, it will Cause game logic disorder."
"What reality?!" Mu Sicheng said vigilantly, "Bai Liu, this is not reality, this is a game! Your mental value hasn't dropped, right? Are you hallucinating? What nonsense are you talking about not getting out of the car?"
"That's not what I meant." Bai Liu pointed at Mu Sicheng's shoulder with his finger, and then pointed to the subway map on the carriage, "Look at this map, the last stop in Antique City is Lujiazui, not Reservoir. Note that this subway route is not circular, it is a linear subway route, which is our subway map in the real world."
Mu Sicheng followed Bai Liu's hand and noticed this, he frowned: "But we can't return to reality, we are indeed in the game."
Bai Liu continued to say with a sense of comprehension: "When I say this is [reality], I don't mean that we have returned to the real reality. The [reality] here is compared to the train full of charred corpses we were on before. Yes, that place is not a real game world, that place is just a constantly looping mirror world."
"And the train we're standing on now." Bai Liu tapped his feet with his toes, his eyes were calm, "It's the reality of the real game, or it can be said that it is a possibility derived from the reality that has already happened. Parallel time and space caused by sex, the prototype of this game is [Mirror City Explosion], and generally the reference prototype of our game is to highly restore the event in the game, and it has already done a good job, and this game, it has more than restore the event Greater capacity."
"It reproduces the scene of the event." Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng, "It takes us back to the time point of the explosion, and at this node we players control it, and it will calculate possible scenarios based on our manipulation , leading to different consequences."
For example, Bai Liu's first reaction when he boarded the train just now was to find himself and Lu Yi Station. Originally, Bai Liu did not sleep on this train because of the cold, but Bai Liu who boarded this train carried something on his body, which made the carriage become It warmed up - 380 broken lenses, which had just exploded, and when Bai Liu entered the mirror world, these 380 broken lenses automatically entered his system backpack.
Bai Liu is virtual, but the mirror is real. Bai Liu's approach makes the residual heat on the mirror warm the exhausted "Bai Liu", which makes him really sleepy, and prevents him from following Lu Lu as Bai Liu remembered. Get off at the station together.
But Mu Sicheng didn't pay attention to these things at all. He only needed to know that Bai Liu knew that this place was still in the game. When the train was about to explode in three minutes, Mu Sicheng was in a hurry. key information.
"The world in the mirror that is constantly circulating?" Mu Sicheng asked eagerly, "What does the continuous circulation mean?"
"Don't you think there is a big logical loophole in our previous task of collecting broken mirrors?" Bai Liu said lazily, "We are going to collect broken mirrors on the last bus that is about to explode, right?"
Mu Sicheng nodded: "Yes."
"But—" Bai Liu raised his eyelids and looked at Mu Sicheng with a half-smile, "—if the last train hadn't exploded, where did the broken lenses on the train come from?"
"Unless it has exploded, we have broken lenses after the explosion that can be used for mobile phones."
Mu Sicheng was completely stagnant for a second or two before he came back to his senses. He muttered to himself in a trance: "This is the last train that keeps looping, and it explodes again and again... We collected broken lenses in it and there is nothing wrong with it." No, after the collection is complete, it is very likely that you will be completely trapped on the last train that is constantly exploding, so those passengers are trying to stop us, shit-they are saving us idiot players."
"Yes, I noticed before going to the subway station that the direction of the elevators in the subway station is reversed, and the order of getting on and off the passengers is also reversed. Even our mission is "reverse" to some extent." Bai Liu explained clearly, "Our mission is to collect broken lenses, but in fact the broken lenses have already been collected by [passengers], what we do instead is to scatter these collected broken lenses again, and It looks like we're doing what the villains do, the passengers are right, and I'm guessing that's one of the properties of mirrors—[reversing the nature of the object itself]."
"So I think the main quest in the mirror should be the opposite of the real main quest in the real world we are in." Bai Liu's eyes were calm and lazy, and he flicked the coin on his chest in his hand, "We In this reality, the train has not exploded, which means that the mirror has not been shattered at all, and the task in the mirror is to collect and piece together the mirrors, so if you look at it the other way around—"
Mu Sicheng suddenly realized something: "We want to smash the mirror!"
Bai Liu curled her lips into a smile, and snapped her fingers: "bingo."
[System prompt: Congratulations to player Bailiu and player Mu Sicheng for triggering the ultimate mainline task - smashing the evil ghost mirror and ending the endless cycle of bursting the last train in the mirror]
[System prompt: The 380 broken mirrors on Bai Liu's body are back in place, please quickly find the real mirror and smash it to clear the level]
Mu Sicheng heaved a sigh of fear, looked at Bai Liu, and couldn't help but click his tongue: "You bastard, even if you're like this, is your mind not messed up at all?"
Three minutes countdown to the explosion, one point of health, this guy is still in the mood to think about real tasks in the real world, isn't he anxious? !
"But where is the mirror?" Bai Liu was not worried, but Mu Sicheng was, "This train has a total of 6 cars, and there are still two minutes left. It is impossible for us to find every car."
"No need to look for it." Bai Liu leaned against the car door unhurriedly, and he pointed, "I've been on this train before, before I got off the train, I remembered that the pair of thieves were in this section, so I came directly over , As a result, they are indeed in this section, Nuo, standing in the center."
Mu Sicheng looked over, and saw a large and a small passenger standing in the crowd, pushing a huge suitcase, which was just big enough to hold a mirror, and the mirror should be there, standing beside it. A few people in suits and leather shoes should be the staff of the museum. Mu Sicheng immediately realized that they were the pair of thieves brothers. He glanced at Bai Liu and was a little speechless: "You have seen it a long time ago. Why are you not moving here?"
Bai Liu spread her hands and smiled: "Isn't this waiting for you to steal the mirror, big thief, how could I have the ability to snatch something from another pair of thieves, of course you have to come."
Mu Sicheng was startled, then slowly hooked his lips, and said with a sneer, "You will save trouble."
After finishing speaking, Mu Sicheng's eyes changed, becoming cold and condensed. He adjusted the position of the earphones, put on the hood to cover his eyes, and swung his right hand diagonally backwards, turning into With sharp and close monkey paws, his figure ghostly swayed past the surrounding passengers.
Bai Liu didn't even see what Mu Sicheng did, but he heard the pair of thieves screaming: "The mirror is gone——!! There are thieves!!!"
The crowd in the carriage suddenly became agitated. When Bai Liu turned his head, he felt his collar being lifted. Mu Sicheng, who was wearing a hood, led the box in one hand and Bai Liu in the other. With a wanton smile on his lips, he stepped on the car. The wall quickly ran into the air, and behind him was the thief brother shouting hoarsely: "Catch that thief!!!"
Mu Sicheng flashed the knife expressionlessly, and said a roll, the crowd immediately screamed and panicked and moved away, and ran to other cars. Mu Sicheng ran all the way to the rear car , and scared away the other passengers in the carriage, and vacated a whole carriage for them.
"Cool, Mu Sicheng, you're really good at doing bad things." Looking at the empty compartment in an instant, Bai Liu praised sincerely.
Mu Sicheng raised his eyebrows: "To each other."
Bai Liu squatted down to open the box, and there was indeed the mirror inside, and it was complete. The moment Bai Liu put the mirror upright, he heard the harsh warning sound from the system.
[System warning: When the mirror is shattered, a god-level npc will break out of the mirror, and all players in front of the mirror will be attacked indiscriminately. Please be careful when breaking the mirror! 】
Being attacked by a god-level npc, whether it is Bailiu or Mu Sicheng, with their current health points, they are sure to die. The smile on Mu Sicheng's mouth quickly dissipated. The sound of the wind, and the small sobs of the passengers who were frightened by Mu Sicheng came from another compartment.
The sweet female radio sounded at the right time:
"We're about to reach the terminal—"