The yellow T-shirt on her body stuck tightly to her skin in the rain. Modi wiped the rain from her face and looked around
"Knell Rick, I didn't see the women's room, but there's a polling station for the presidential election."
Not far from the park path is a big road. There are many shops and pedestrians on the side of the road. Of course, the most prominent one is the voting station full of stars and banners. There are many people queuing in front of it, looking impatient.
"Stupid, that's the toilet! It's crazy and sleepy. Isn't Joe still a choice? It's just like the toilet is divided into men and women. They are all excrement. The place with them is the toilet. You have to see the essence through the phenomenon. Don't forget, you are in a virtual world now! "
Knell Rick seems very angry, but all modi are masochistic. The more he is insulted by Rick, the closer he feels.
After all, it's all my grandfather's apposition.
"Don't scold me. I'll go in now. Is that ok?" Morty wrongly covered his head to the election station, but his eyes still turned and asked: "you won't cheat me to do anything strange, will you?"
"You think too much. Do you want to be burned by the flamethrower? Like the Vietnamese in the rainforest? " The sound of the death knell came faintly, and at the same time, there was the sound of some metal parts snapping together.
"No, it's too dark! Although I'm a little amnesic and my mind is in a mess, I always feel as if I've been burned many times in the past... "
With these words, modi smoothly entered the polling station. Originally, the crowd in line protested against his cutting in the line, but after he kicked several people in the crotch, he still smoothly entered.
Looking up, in addition to the desk and chair area where the tickets are written, there are striptease cheerleaders belonging to the two presidents beating on the side.
Modi's eyes floated to the women's body in an instant, swallowing saliva.
"Don't look, think about business. They're just a bunch of numbers, and they're all kinds of women's clothes. Morty, every one who escapes is bigger than you." The voice from the sky broke Morty's dream again.
"Ouch..." the boy who was still in high spirits just now had a rainbow in his mouth.
"I understand. Now move your fat ass like Kardashian. Do you see the ballot box on the platform over there? Jump in and defecate and use it as a litter pan. " The instructions of the knell came again, and the tone gradually became dark.
It was obvious that no one around could hear the conversation, but modi was still guilty.
He sneaked into a corner, looked around carefully, and whispered:
"No, Rick, are you serious? Can a note in the ballot box really bring me back to reality? Besides, how do you know my hobby of using litter basin? "
"What nonsense! I'm your grandfather! Stupid Morty, that ballot box just looks like a ballot box, but it's actually a toilet. As for why to use it to leave the digital world, have you ever thought about why Nemo can leave the matrix by calling? It's hard for me to explain to you with your intelligence quotient. Do it for me now
"Well, even if there are hundreds of people looking at me, they are just illusions. It should not be a big problem." With that, modi obeyed Rick's command, took off his jeans and diapers, and started running with a mosaic.
Then he jumped under the stage, kicked a few legs in the air, and landed on the ballot box in the eyes of people's surprise.
"Poof! It's crackling! "
Then, nothing happened, there was no sign of escaping from the dreamland or waking up on a spaceship.
All of a sudden, there were drops of sweat on modi's big head.
"Rick, that's not what you said! Help! I can't get off now! Even if people around me are hallucinating, I still feel embarrassed! "
"As long as you're not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed. What's your hurry? Hollywood actress sleeping with her boss doesn't necessarily win an Oscar. In principle, it must be right. You can adjust your angle and try more
The knell answered in a firm and confident tone.
Sounds like it's just as good. It makes sense.
So modi moved his butt a few times, and there was another firecracker like sound in everyone's horror expression.
This time, there was a reaction. Several people in black came out of nowhere. All the stun guns in their hands opened fire on modi. Wires were inserted into the boy. Suddenly, he took the mosaic and started a thunderbolt dance. Then he fell to the ground with black smoke and lost control of his bowels.
The leader in black pulled up his collar and reported to the superior through the mini walkie talkie: "yes, the situation in the toilet has been controlled. Congratulations, it's a boy. He may know something... I understand. I'll go back to the headquarters."
In this way, modi wakes up in a strange environment.
She had a pair of bracelets on her hand, and she was changed into a new orange dress. The new room was not big, and the decoration was good. It was all iron fences.
"Rick? are you there I feel a little bit out of place
Modi wakes up from his hard bed. What he wants is freedom. Why is he in prison instead?
"Don't panic. Everything is in my expectation. Don't you think what's going on around you is very absurd? That means you're still in the virtual world. Now, aren't you right next to the toilet? "
There was the sound of eating melon seeds and the sound of corking. It seemed that he was drinking with someone.
Modi really always felt that something was wrong, because what happened around him was too exaggerated and irrational. That's why he always insisted that it was an illusion.
Hearing what Rick said at the death knell, he took a deep breath: "I see, Rick, what should we do next?"
The voice from the sky replied, "you are now in the digital illusion of the deep dream in the quantum space of the parallel world. You may suffer a lot if you want to return to reality, but I will help you."
"Rick..." modi was a little moved, he sniffed: "I listen to you, I'm really fed up with this crazy world."
"Well, first of all, you should have learned from the movies, too? In order to get rid of dreams, you first need a top. Without the top, you can't distinguish between dreams and reality
The knell gave instructions for the next step and a little laugh:
"Prison is a good place. You won't be found by the Lord of dreams in a short time. Now you need to remove the light bulb on your head and transform it into your top. Morty, I can't pick you up for some reasons, but I will give you instructions all the time."
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