Doomsday Wonderland

"I am 'Killing Hotel'——"

The next few words suddenly became lighter, farther away, and blurred. The shadows were dispersed by the sound of thunder and lightning that suddenly penetrated the night sky.

There was a flash of lightning, and the motel in front of me suddenly turned white: the doors of the ten rooms were closed, and from behind the door, a woman's joyful laughter came from behind; an old Ford was parked crookedly in the parking lot. Inside, the driver's door is wide open.

"Who is it?" A man's almost crazy shout was faintly wrapped in the buzzing TV news in an unknown room, and it was unrelenting. "Who did it, who? Come out!"

When Lin Sanjiu was horrified, the scene of the motel in the dark night, the white and fierce thunder and lightning, the red drink vending machine with the light alone in the shadow on the first floor... just like when it came, suddenly appeared in his mind. Disappeared.

"……Nice to meet you."

Only then did the second half of Red T-shirt's words reach her ears clearly.

Lin Sanjiu blinked her eyes and felt her heartbeat begin to accelerate. The shocking scene had disappeared, and cold sweat broke out.

What she just saw was a copy of "Killing Hotel", right?

Could it be said that this is equivalent to the copy's "business card"? As soon as the copy states her name, she can recognize and see the content of the copy?

"There is no need to state our names between copies,"

After hearing Lin Sanjiu's description, Red T-shirt—Lin Sanjiu still had a hard time calling someone a hotel—didn't seem surprised.

"As long as we look at each other, we can know the general type, content and mode of each other... It's a bit like the scene you just saw. I didn't expect that when facing human beings, reporting names has the same effect."

When facing humans, the effect should be weakened a lot.

At least the scene Lin Sanjiu just saw didn't contain a lot of information. It wasn't as much a clue as the words "Killing Hotel" - it was more like she had watched the trailer of Killing Hotel and experienced it. A sense of its atmosphere.

The red T-shirt was obviously very satisfied with himself and was very talkative. He pointed at his feet and said, "Look, this replica creature doesn't wear shoes, right? Because he was barefoot all the time in the hotel room. Look at mine again." Are all ten nails a dark yellow? Because the walls of ten hotel rooms are this color."

Lin Sanjiu was a little dazed, and her eyes slowly turned around him as he made gestures.

According to him, the red T-shirt is a sign of another replica creature, and a stain with a special shape on its body is an important clue to survival through the level... He said that if someone who has participated in "Killing Hotel" sees him, he will feel He is full of familiar details and aura, because he is not a simple integration of replica creatures - he is the replica itself.

After he finished the introduction, Lin Sanjiu felt that she could call him by his real name.

"You didn't answer my question directly." She regained her composure, tried to calm down, and repeated: "Why do you, a copy whose goal is to capture and kill evolutionaries, want to help me?"

The Killing Hotel was silent for a few seconds.

"When I was outside, driven by instinct, I had to run a copy, which resulted in the death of the evolved person... Just like a computer program, how it goes is not under my control. This is like me actively willing to capture and kill evolved people, It's not the same thing. When I faced you here, I found that I was relieved that I was temporarily freed from my instinctive drive because I no longer had to run a copy."

Lin Sanjiu raised an eyebrow.

He waved his hand and said: "Don't get me wrong, I don't cherish the lives of evolved people, or feel guilty. Your life and death are meaningless to me. The reason why I breathed a sigh of relief is because I I am finally free from this compulsive way of existence for a while... Generally speaking, people who were copies of their predecessors often feel this way."

She couldn't help but think of the truck driver who had to repeatedly circle several streets in a hopeless search for prey.

"If I still attack you here even though it is not necessary, it would be a bit like...how to put it, like I have been a slave of instinct for a long time, and the master is not around for a while, but I continue to enslave myself. So, I It’s not to help you, I’m just looking for more ways of existence and possibilities for myself.” Killing Hotel shrugged and concluded.

Lin Sanjiu thought for a while and finally nodded, agreeing with this statement.

"Of course, there are also copies here that fully embrace instinct and were not human before, and there are a lot of them." He added: "In addition, I think there must be many copies that believe that humans should not exist in this place... Once they find out, I really can't say what they will do to you."

"If a copy attacks me, how should I resist?" she asked.

Killing Hotel touched his chin, as if it was difficult to answer. "Honestly, I can't think of it. As a low-level creature, what can you do? Even if your evolutionary abilities and special items are still usable, they are ineffective on us. If you don't believe me, try it."

With that said, he actually stepped out of the parking lot and stood in front of Lin Sanjiu, leaning half of his body forward.

...Just try it.

Lin Sanjiu finally called out a [Ghost Painting] that he had never used since he acquired it, and opened the canvas. No matter how she slapped it on Killing Inn's body, [Ghost Painting] was just like the most ordinary painting, not responding to him at all.

Killing Hotel put his hands on his hips, without any scruples, and urged her: "Is there nothing else? This thing is specially designed to absorb people, right? No, we are not people, just a human-shaped 'character'... If I want to, I can also be a red drink vending machine. But the human form is the most convenient, so everyone chooses the human form."

Lin Sanjiu waved his hands somewhat dejectedly.

It wasn't a matter of people or humanoids, she could feel that when facing the Killing Hotel, Special Item was as silent and calm as a stone.

Facing the dungeon, could she and the puppet master really just make a piece of meat on a chopping board?

"Now that you know you are at risk, why are you staying here? It's better to leave early. Why are you looking for a copy of Lake Tour just to jump into his arms?"

Although Lin Sanjiu had many questions about this place, the Killing Hotel also asked her questions one after another - "Also, how did you get in?"

She smiled bitterly - if only she knew how to escape, she was counting on the puppet master to provide an idea.

After thinking about it, Lin Sanjiu changed the question. "What might the copy do to me?"

"Huh?" Killing Hotel was startled.

"Didn't you say that other copies might attack me?" Lin Sanjiu asked, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net "What methods can the copies use?"

Killing Hotel frowned and replied thoughtfully: "...That should depend on the dungeon. Some dungeons, such as the one I just met at the symposium, are like a maze and are best at using specious information to make people... You think you are walking towards the exit through rational analysis, but in fact you are walking step by step towards the death at the core of the maze. If the information maze wants to attack you, I guess it should be through words, making you slowly become its puppet - but you You don’t notice it at all because you feel like you’re thinking clearly all the time.”

"How can you harm others just by communicating at the symposium?" Lin Sanjiu shuddered.

Kill Inn laughed. "This doesn't have to be communicated. We can tell by just glancing at each other. What we communicate...I can't express it in human words."

"You can try to tell me if you have a chance in the future." Lin Sanjiu asked again, "What about the other dungeons? For example... the lake tour dungeon?"

"He, I think he is similar to me," Killing Hotel said, "They are all dungeons where evolutionaries kill each other under a set of rules. We ourselves do not actively participate. So this type of dungeon should be Once I catch you, I just don’t let go.”

Lin Sanjiu was shocked. "Then what?"

"What will happen to humans who have been trapped in the dungeon?" Killing Hotel asked, "Of course, in the end they will become dungeon creatures."

How long has it been since the puppet master was trapped?

"To be honest, I need help." She lowered her voice and said urgently.

Killing Hotel had an "I could tell that" look on his face.