Doomsday Wonderland

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Will they secretly spit in milk tea, coffee, or sponge cake chairs?

When Yachiyanagi participated in the construction, he had been quietly paying attention, but he had never noticed that the shape-shifters had done this. After the various facilities were established, most of the transformers evacuated from the fake copies. At that time, the material inventories in the kitchen bars had not yet been unpacked.

Ordinary people who have temporarily learned how to prepare drinks or are chefs are the only ones who have come into contact with drinks and food.

It is impossible to say that every evolver has the ability to "distinguish other people's saliva from food"; then, why do shape-shifters give up the "adulterated body fluids" trick?

In addition to body fluids, large-scale skin contact, especially contact involving the internal tissues of one party, can also infect ordinary people. Professor Qiao said that when she was infected twice, she remembered that fingers scratched her face heavily: the nails of her thumb and index finger dug deeply into the corners of her eyes, lifting the eyelids; fists pressed into her face. In her mouth, her throat and tongue were squeezed dullly, causing her to burst into tears.

As she spoke, Yaichi suddenly realized how fragile his face was. The moist and sensitive eyeballs are exposed without any obstruction; the lips are too weak, and when they are turned, a soft and bright red mouth will be exposed; the nose will bleed if pressed hard, and pink cantids are exposed in the inner corners of the eyes. conjunctiva. Even the skin that covers and protects these things is thinner than the rest of the body, and turns red when exposed to the wind.

Such a fragile face is exposed every day, coming and going among the deformed people whose faces have lost their fragility. Yaichi Ranagi really hopes that there will be a setting in the fake copy that allows NPCs to wear masks. As for the evolvers, there's no need to be afraid. Which shape-shifter has the ability to touch them? Besides, there aren't many shapeshifters in this copy.

There will definitely still be some, maybe some guys who have completed their transformation, disguised as one of the NPCs, and spy on them among ordinary people. The shapeshifters just like this method, asking every NPC to be wary of each other and worry about each other, so that they can feel at ease themselves. But even if it exists, it will not use eyeliner spies to infect evolvers.

Do they really not want to infect the evolved ones? Or is there any other way?

Wu Yiliu's doubts were quickly answered.

One movie is not enough... He thought to himself when he politely opened the door for the female evolutionist and handed her a map.

Perhaps it will take dozens of movies and TV series, more than ten hours of communication, and months and months of immersion in the small world created by the shape-shifters before he can start to transform - maybe.

Whether it was him, Professor Qiao, or Ying Shuigan back then, they all ignored one thing: since they can resist deformation through thinking training, then in turn, the "deformation factors" can be transformed through sounds, words, content, images, etc. The thinking carrier impregnates normal people - the only protective wall is the vigilance of the audience. When you find that you are surrounded by shape-shifters, you naturally become wary, and naturally you are not easily affected.

If you think about it deeply, this is another frightening thing about fake copies.

When evolvers live among shapeshifters, they are always vigilant; but here is an extinct copy of the shapeshifters, a comfortable, non-threatening resting copy, and they are just normal people no matter how they are viewed. Surrounded by only NPCs...the only shape-shifters are only on TV, very far away, just a concept, a concept like fictional literature.

It's like there was a thunder in the distance, and you knew it was raining somewhere in the distance, but it was far away from you; you were still sitting in a dry room, the air conditioner was humming, and the ice wine glass in your hand was condensed with water. beads.

You thought you were sitting in a dry interior.

Uichi Liu watched the figure holding the map disappear from the path. It was only one movie, which was far from enough to affect her, but to be honest, the speed of acceptance she showed had already made him secretly shocked.

Under the gentle wind and dark rain, "transformation" is a possibility. It cannot be 100% affected by every evolver. There may be some who don't watch TV at all... What he didn't expect was that just now, It's just a movie.

The cultural and entertainment products provided by fake copies are often normal at the beginning, and only in the middle and later stages of development will sporadic abnormalities appear; such as a certain sentence, a certain idea, certain reactions of the characters, and sometimes a vague feeling , sometimes you need to stop and think.

These abnormalities are like electronic products malfunctioning for a moment, flickering for a moment, then passing, and the world is normal again. After a while, the wrong place will jump again, like a foreign nerve that has penetrated and gradually grows together with your flesh and blood.

On the map, the fake copy is shaped like a round cinnamon bun, with the roads rotating inward in circles and converging in the center, forming a center. Several entrances and exits connected to the outside all start from the candy house; the whispers from the shape-shifters are also the lightest here-Yaichi Liu heard that in the deepest center, the message of transformation is the strongest and strongest. Loud.

Unexpectedly, in the candy house, he saw the evolved person who had begun to accept the infection.

Maybe it was just that this evolved person was too mentally weak and too easily suggestible. He cleared away the cups and cutlery on the table and comforted himself. If you change to a powerful evolver, you might find something wrong, get angry, or even tear down the copy...

But so what?

Even if someone razed the entire dungeon to the ground and killed all the NPCs, there would still be billions of worker ant-like shapeshifters in the world. As soon as the Evolver steps forward, the shape-shifters will swarm over again like a swarm of insects, or rush to another place, with more cement, bricks, chocolate and wires mixed in between the tentacled feet.

Wu Yiliu felt like he was being swallowed up by a swarm of black insects like an ocean, sinking deeper and deeper. Those evolvers who entered the dungeon were once the light of hope for him to escape from this world; now that light has fallen into the depths of the black insect swarm with him, and is about to gradually become gloomy and disappear.

Why hasn't Myron contacted him yet? Their group of evolvers have not made any move yet. Is it because the wizened woman secretly tricked them into giving up? Wu Yiliu couldn't find the opportunity to hand out paper cranes to Mailong; Mailong didn't have the paper cranes to come to him.

…That group of people actually didn’t pay much attention to it.

They feel that their force is superior to others, and they are just shapeshifters, so there is nothing to worry about; they may even be unwilling to touch the shapeshifters at all. After all, only by keeping the shapeshifters can they have a steady stream of created living materials.

Do you want to take the risk and ask them to come and see the fake copy with your own eyes?

Wu Yiliu immediately rejected this idea. Even when they come, you can't give any warning. What's more, once a person embraces the idea of ​​appeasement, it can easily be seen that he doesn't have the bottom line: isn't he just a fake copy? Just don't come in yourself.

He thought that his choice to return to the fake dungeon to be an NPC was a move that was beneficial to his goals, but now he found that he was stuck in a dilemma and didn't know what to do.

It would be nice if we could discuss this with Professor Qiao.

Without his mobile phone, he couldn't contact the outside world, and the paper crane couldn't fly to Professor Qiao. He was completely helpless for a while. His anxiety became a little obvious. The middle-aged man who was patching up the table with sandwich biscuits looked up at him and said, "Why are you standing there? Take the cup and wash it behind you."

Wu Yiliu washed the cup silently and waited for the next evolver to come to the door without saying a word. The fake copy is just the first pilot. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net It is conceivable that when the shape-shifters find that the fake copy is very successful, more fake copies will appear around the world. Not too much, but enough to cover as many evolvers as possible.

This is a long-term, slow threat that leaves the target with the illusion that "you have a way to survive." Transformers do not seek to infect every evolver, which is indeed impossible; but as long as a sufficient number of evolvers are infected, the instability of the world can be greatly reduced, and their abilities, means, knowledge and special Objects to further control the world - they are not stupid, they are very smart.

Wait, what I just thought of flashed through my mind.

Wu Yiliu kept his face expressionless and carefully examined the idea he just had.

Special items...yes, special items.

Where do the special items that are donated to fake copies go—if at all? Yachiyanagi knew that their final destination must be the shape-shifters, but he didn't know who they were, and which rooms in the fake copy these items would pass through, and which objects they would pass through.

Those infected and deformed evolvers will eventually lose their abilities, but they still have special items on them. What about those special items? Was it kept by the original owner, or was it confiscated?

If he could find a special item, even just one, maybe he could get out of this predicament...

A few more scattered figures came from the distance; Wu Yiliu stared at them closely, with a plan in his mind that was gradually taking shape.