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Chapter 223 The Truth About the Lost City! (4K)

After getting the key, Kles rushed to the medicine cabinet zero behind the ward.

He had to give Ranott the medicine that would get him out of this ghost place before the effect of the medicine wore off, before the commotion caused other medical staff to come over...Even if it is a dead end, it is better than becoming a dementia powerful.

There was not only a bottle of haloperidol in the medicine cabinet, but also dozens of cigarettes and a dose of epinephrine.

Zhou Ze did not hesitate to ask Kleis to use this dose of adrenaline to restore a certain amount of blood and immunity to pain to activate his thinking and avoid collapsing due to serious injuries at the last moment.

As for the other dozens of cigarettes, they were all given to the profiteer Ranott as a reward for preparing the medicine.

"Hey, it's such a big mess, I knew you, a lunatic, would succeed."

Lanotte poured the medicine into the wine bottle while whistling, and mixed the medicine like a cocktail. It looked very inconspicuous and unprofessional, but Krys had no choice but to believe him right now.

"Come on, drink this bottle of cocktail, and you'll turn into a vegetative in no time... Turtle, don't worry, I've heard that vegetative people can at least live a positive and optimistic life."

Passing the wine glass to Cress, Lanotre winked at him obscenely: "The doctor used to say that in a vegetative world, everyone will pollinate everyone else, do you understand me?"

The dirty jokes are too cold, that doctor of yours is also a lunatic.

At this time, the 10-minute countdown in the upper right corner of the screen was close to zero, and there were noisy footsteps in the corridor, indicating that medical staff were coming.

Lanotre urged: "Turtle, I hear them coming! You'd better drink it up, if they find it off you, we'll both be in trouble!"

【Option ①: Drink the haloperidol mixture. 】

[Option ②: Refuse to drink the potion. 】

"If you refuse to drink it, you will be forced by the doctor to undergo lobotomy and become demented... Of course, there may be other accidents, but after tossing for a long time, you must first try the effect of drinking the potion."

Zhou Ze thought for a while and asked Kles to take the medicine.

Kress on the screen raised his glass and drank it down.

The medical staff outside the corridor had just rushed over, rushing forward in a hurry, preparing to suppress Cress who had injured the guard.

The efficacy of the haloperidol mixture gradually began to appear.

Kress, who was pushed to the ground by several people, did not struggle at all, the screen gradually became distorted, and finally he completely fell into a permanent coma, and the screen also fell into darkness.

"Between life and death, you can complete the last link to remove the soul."

Indistinctly, a low and hoarse voice came from the speaker.

The game screen flickers on and off.

Kleis's standing portrait is rendered in darkness.

In the process of flickering and flickering, he could vaguely see countless intricate silk threads intertwined, tightly entangled him, like a prey bound by a spider web, unable to move...

Crack, bang...

When Kles opened his eyes, all the strange threads wrapped around him broke.

"here is?!"

Krys' eyes were full of doubts and shock.

When he twisted his stiff neck and looked around, the game screen changed from flickering to clear.

As far as the eye can see, hundreds of thousands of people are lying in the darkness, their life and death unknown, and they are intricately wrapped by unknown translucent silk threads. The complexity and density of these threads is like the kind of spider web in the corner.

"Congratulations, you have successfully escaped from the place you have been longing to escape from. Are you happy? Mr. Clays Kahn."

In the depths of the darkness, there is a mass of indescribable and indescribable existence.

It obviously didn't emit any light, but it made people subconsciously feel that there was an illusory light group with a strong presence there...

Spiritual energy body?

Look at the cluster of light outlined with a dotted line on the screen.

Zhou Ze couldn't help wondering, could this thing be the body of Amishus?

It can't be tolerated that he doesn't think so. The whole game runs through the figure of Amishus. No matter when he appears on the stage, Zhou Ze will not be surprised. On the contrary, Zhou Ze will be surprised if he doesn't appear later.

"Who are you? What is this place?"

Kress took a few steps back vigilantly, and groped around his waist, trying to find anything on his body that could be used as a weapon for self-defense.

He touched the revolver.

That's right, the one he carried with him in the Lost City.

There are also the goblin's gift pendant, the hand of St. Vincent, Johnson's blood-stained medal, the blood of St. Mercury, the green and gold cross, and other sacred objects are all in his waist pocket!

came back?
This was the first thought deep in Krys's heart.

Why did he appear in this dark and strange place, and what was the situation of the unconscious people on the ground?
The voice said he had escaped the Lost City...

"Don't you remember me?"

With a low voice, he chuckled in a familiar tone: "Amitheus, one of the people who have been guiding you since the beginning, hereby send my sincere congratulations to those who have been chosen by the Wheel of Fortune... Yes, this is the Lost Wheel. The outside of the city, in other words, is the source of the lost city."

"The... source of the lost city?"

Chris looked around in confusion.

"I guess you must be eager to know the truth of all this."

Amishus talked eloquently: "Do you need me to answer your questions?"

[Option ①: Required. 】

[Option ②: No need. 】

Amytheus is indeed the instigator of all this, and now he says he can help the protagonist answer questions, acting like a chatterbox behind the scenes... Even if it is not a hidden boss, it must have something to do with the source of the lost city .

For intelligence, you must choose the former.

"Why am I here? What is the root of the lost city? Where are my teammates? What is the purpose of killing myself in those cities in the mirror? Why are there so many lost cities? The mental hospital just now What's going on again?"

Kress poured out all the doubts that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time.

"You ask so many questions at once, how can I answer them?"

Amytheus is not too troublesome.

It slowly said: "Why don't you listen to me tell you about the origin of the lost city?"

[Option ①: OK. (listen to it)]

[Option ②: I have no patience. (Refused, and tried to ask something else)]

[Option [-]: I’m not interested in chatting with you. (Refuse to communicate and try to leave here)]

The first archive, be stable.

Only when you are stable can you get more information, and it is more likely to be the main line that can advance the plot.

"The Lost City is not something that can be explained clearly in one or two sentences. What you see are just appearances. You have never really touched the deep things along the way... You can only see the reflections reflected on the water surface. How can you know the truth hidden underwater in the illusory scenery?"

Amytheus is like a bad old man who has opened up the chatterbox, and began to narrate in a long and complicated way.

"The Lost City exists and does not exist, it is both an illusion and a reality."

"More than 100 years ago, oh, it should be five years ago in your mind? In short, that catastrophe did happen, and the aftermath of a power originating from an old god brought everyone in the town of Azka. The gap between unknown worlds.”

"But, it's different from what you remember."

"Only the residents were swept away, not the town..."

"These people who are involved in the gap between the unknown world are forced to fall into a deep sleep because of the complicated world rules here. The spiritual power emanating from their consciousness is intertwined. Azka in the illusion, continue the life they still thought they were living in the town."

"In short, every lost city is built from the psychic energies of those who perish there."

"This was supposed to be just a dream, but due to the law of the gap between special worlds, this dream finally created a fictional world between dreams and reality..."

"The one thousand and one people who were drawn here, their dreams constructed a thousand and one lost cities centered on themselves."

"Their dreams are like isolated islands, but they interfere with each other, are related to each other, and contain each other."

"Can you see it too?"

"These intricate threads entangled in all..."

"In every dream city, only the dreamer should exist. Even if other things exist, they are just fantasy, puppets without souls, and once the dreamer dies in the dream, he will die in reality... Of course, the void A mysterious power in the dark will not let easy dreamers die in their own dreams."

"The topic is off topic. I will tell you about this matter later. What did I say just now? Oh, yes, when it comes to every dream city, there should be only the dreamer himself, right? There can't be two dreams in one dream." a dreamer."

"However, here you see, not only one person is creating a dream here, but hundreds of people's dreams are going on at the same time."

"The spiritual power overflowing from countless independent dreams interferes with each other's dreams in the dark. Over time, even the souls are intertwined with each other, so that every dream town has more spiritual projections of other people, becoming Lively and real."

"The Lost City is a dreamland for everyone trapped here."

"These spiritual projections are not them."

"Everyone has their own unique dream. The background is this lost city, and the people in the lost city are also this group of people. The only difference between Shan and other people's dreams is that they will never die... After all, it is a dream If the master dies, then shouldn’t he wake up from his dream?”

"The spiritual energy emanating from everyone extends out like vines, weaves and intertwines each other, forming similar but different lost cities, but this dream is occasionally affected by the outside world and some paradoxes appear, such as time lapse More than 100 years later, people from the earth traveled in, which led to the appearance of mobile phones and down jackets in the lost city, which should not have appeared in this era. The guns in pawnshops that do not conform to the era are also traces left by the predecessors... ..."

"for example."

"You, Kress Kahn."

"Your main dream was the mental hospital just now."

"Have you forgotten? The family curse on you makes you fall into madness from time to time. It is reasonable to be arrested in a mental hospital, and only in a mental hospital can your life be best protected."

"Are you confused? In your memory, you obviously lived in the bar loft of the Lost City for five years. Why is the mental hospital your main dream?"

"In fact, the self in your memory is just the projection of your soul extended into other people's dreams... Of course, those projections are also a part of your soul, and to be precise, they are also yourself."

"The Wheel of Fortune chose you as the breakthrough point in that dream city. It was a very wise choice. There was a lot of help in that dream, and the dreamer was in a very high position and you couldn't touch it, so it would not destroy the dream. The problem."

"Because everyone's dreams are intertwined, spiritual energy is also intertwined, and even the soul gradually becomes intricate and indivisible due to the projection of dreams."

"If you want to withdraw your own soul from this eternal dream of all beings, you need to destroy all the projections of other dreams, untie, no, maybe it's better to cut off, these extended roots."

"Simply put, the way to wake up from this nightmare is to try my best to make myself die in everyone's dream."

"Only in this way can I completely extract my spirit from the lost city."

"However, you in the main dream must not die, otherwise you will really fall into death... After all, the dream here is not a simple dream, but a rule in which reality and illusion, reality and dreams are intertwined."

"You in the main dream must fall into a state between life and death before you can escape from the dream."

"And you, the actions you were guided to do before, successfully pulled your soul out of the intricate entanglement, and became the only person who has woken up from the dream in the past 100 years."

At this point, the narrative comes to an end for the time being.

Amitheus's tirade is long and informative.

Not only Kress was almost stunned when he heard it, but even Zhou Ze, who thought he knew the whole process in front of the screen, was a little bit blank, and he couldn't understand what Ametheus said for a while.

Even though it might not be easy for him to guess the Lost City in advance through the clues in the game, he never expected that there is such a complicated structure behind the Lost City.

"Since there are hundreds of dream makers here, why did I only kill thirty or so projections of myself while traveling through the mirror, and then returned to the main dream? According to you, shouldn't hundreds of thousands of me be eliminated? My own projection?"

Kress gradually cleared his mind, forced himself to analyze the problem calmly, and asked questions.

"Every person's projection has a different life trajectory in other people's dreams. Those dream cities will only revolve around the dreamer. Only the dreamer will not die... But other projections, it doesn't matter whether they die or not."

"You mean, my projection is dead in most other people's dreams?"

"You guessed it right."

Amytheus said with a smile: "Most of your projections in other dreams have chosen to commit suicide, well, this is a very wise choice... If I hadn't given you the fear of knowing death, maybe the projection of that world in your memory He would also choose to commit suicide."

(End of this chapter)