light, short, scattered

Chapter 192 "Revelation" lll Part [-]
The thirteen monkeys nodded and stood beside me.

"Three." I said.

"Here you are, master." Hou San leaned close to my head.

"Wait a minute, you should take me and let the other monkeys follow you." I said.

"No problem, master." Hou San said with a smile.

"Then everyone, let's take a rest. I'll call everyone when it's time." I said.

"Rest? Sleeping? Master."

"It's too early to sleep, Master."

"It's uncomfortable to go to bed so early, master."

. . .

I raised my hand, and all thirteen monkeys saw my gesture and closed their mouths.

"I'm letting you rest now because there will be a big battle later." I said.

"Battle?"

"Is it true? Master?"

"Is someone coming?"

"Is it great?"

. . .

"Maybe, whether it's powerful or not has nothing to do with the enemy. He might die." I said.

"Death? My old grandson is immortal."

"Yes, it's still indestructible."

"Master, these 72 changes are 72 lives."

"Don't worry, master, I won't die even if you die."

"Monkey Eight, why are you talking? Do you want to be Monkey Thirteen?"

"I was wrong, master. Don't take it to heart, I'll just sleep."

. . .

The first monkey lay down, and the other monkeys could only lie down and take a nap one after another.

I opened the booklet and glanced at the dirt on the tip of the pen.

I rubbed it on my pants. My pants and clothes were already dirty and I didn’t care.

After it was a little clean, I opened the cap of the pen and wrote on the booklet: Give me a spacesuit.

Blue light rose up, and then the booklet in his hand turned black.

I watched the sky above and a box fell down.

He stepped forward and opened the box, which contained an ultra-thin spacesuit.

I put it on almost without thinking, fully armed.

There is a hood attached to the top of the helmet. When I tried it, oxygen would be released just by closing the inside.

Waiting for the light to rise again after dark, the next game will begin.

The sun here also rotates 24 hours a day based on the position of the big tree.In fact, if you want it to be bright, you only need to take a few steps forward and it will be bright.

But for the real dawn, you still have to wait to see the real dawn from your seat.

As time passed by, I became more and more nervous.

I sat under a big tree, and the sun began to rise slowly behind me.

A planet slowly appeared in the distance, and I immediately patted Monkey Three next to me.

Hou San suddenly stood up and said, "Master, what's wrong? Hey, master, why are you dressed like this?"

"Leave me alone and wake everyone up first," I said.

Hou San roared and said: "Get up and start fighting."

"Come to fight."

"It's a fight."

. . .

The remaining twelve monkeys got up and stood up.

"Master? Are you wearing these clothes?"

"Yeah, the clothes are so weird."

"Why are you dressed like this?"

. . .

I thought about it and pointed to the position between the two planets and said, "Let's fly to this place."

"Master, aren't we going to fight?" Hou San said.

"The enemy is coming? Why don't you fight?"

"What's the purpose of flying that position?"

"Yes."

. . .

I took off my hood and said, "Don't waste any more time, hurry up."

Monkey Three nodded his head, grabbed me and jumped up, and the other monkeys followed suit.

I'm thinking, we are locked in small spaces one after another.

This space is sealed and infinitely circulates inside.

But during pk, the two planets will collide.

So when two planets collide, will the joint between the two spaces be the weakest?

What will happen if you attack this position at this time?

I felt a little uncomfortable, I should say very dizzy.

Monkey Three took me up and down constantly, and all thirteen monkeys were doing the same thing.

"Master? What are we doing?" Hou San said.

"Maybe the seat is wrong, please move forward slowly," I said.

I don’t know whether it was the weightlessness or the dizziness that made me feel bad.

Monkey Three adjusted his position little by little, and the other monkeys also learned to adjust their angles.

"Master, Monkey Six has disappeared." Monkey Three said.

"Where did it disappear? Fly towards the place where it disappeared." I said.

Hou Liu said: "It's so strange, everything around is collapsed."

"Collapse?" I said. "It turned red and collapsed." Hou San said.

"We have to get out before it collapses," I said.

As for the place where Monkey Six disappeared, it was probably the weak point where the two planets connected.

Hou San grabbed me and kept adjusting my position, and then the feeling of weightlessness disappeared.

I was floating in the air, and Hou San grabbed me with a confused look on his face.

Monkey Six is ​​also floating beside us.

Below me are two parallel spaces, and in the center are two planets colliding together.

There are LEDs all around, and strange characters appear on both sides.

The left is red and the right is blue, and my avatar is on the blue side.

There was a row of ranking-like things at the very edge, and I was actually ranked No. 1 at this time.

Not far away from these is a hall, and strange big-headed aliens are looking at us at this time.

I glanced at Hou San, who said: "Master, where is this?"

I pointed to the hall not far away and said, "Fly over there."

Monkey Three nodded his head, and Monkey Six rushed over.

Monkey Three grabbed me and followed Monkey Six.

I glanced at the two square spaces below, and they all turned red and disappeared.

We crashed through the platform, crashed into the platform, and landed firmly on the ground.

"There are so many monsters here." Hou San said.

"Master, I'll come as soon as I go." Hou Liu said.

Monkey Three and Monkey Six moved extremely fast, smashing all the other aliens in the room into pulp with three strikes, five strikes and two strikes.

Green liquid swirled around the room, and these aliens were unable to resist.

At this time, there was only one left, and Monkey Three and Monkey Six argued about who could kill the last one.

"Stop," I yelled.

There was no reply this time.

Monkey Three and Monkey Six put away their sticks and waited.

The big-headed alien opened his mouth and said something, but what came out were harsh sound waves.

I looked at the aliens and said, "What the hell are you."

The big-headed alien picked up the helmet on the side and put it on his head. After adjusting it for a moment, he said in a human voice: "Don't move, this is just a game."

"Explain it to me clearly." I said.

The alien pointed in the distance and said: "I am an employee, this is a game. The variety show channel broadcast to the whole universe is called whimsical."

"Fantasy?" I said.

"You are now this whimsical No. 1." The alien said.

"Number one? Where are the people who lost and turned into ashes?" I said.

"Those data have been deleted." The alien said.

"What do you mean?" I said.

"You are just creatures created by grabbing data from all over the world." The alien said.

"You mean, I'm just a data? The real me is still on earth, and I'm just a character you use to play games?" I said.

"Yes," the alien said.

"Why me?" I said.

"Imagination is an ability that does not exist on many planets. Imagination will inhibit the development of science and technology." The alien said.

"Bullshit, suppressing the ability to develop?" I said.

"You don't understand. When we encounter something we don't understand, we will directly study the essence and discover the cause. But if we think and imagine, many mistakes will occur. We have evolved to give up this kind of imagination and solve problems when they arise. .So we have become the most intelligent creatures, so our evolution has caused us to lose our imagination. It is impossible for us to think about why in a vacuum, discovering and then solving it has become our instinctive reaction. And we found that there are still primitive planets that retain imagination , just go back and think about things you don’t understand. This is very valuable, so we made a game like this. Let those of you with imagination compete. This program is very popular and ranks second on Universe TV. And you are the star of this program, He has countless fans,” Alien said.

I held up the pamphlet and said, "So what is this?"

"The usage of the imagination generator is the same as the one you use in the game. This is a limited edition and can only be used once in 24 hours." The alien said.

"Can it be used here?" I said.

"Of course," the alien said.

"How to lift the restriction?" I said.

The alien pointed to the glass counter not far away, with a book placed on the counter.

The alien said: "This is a souvenir, and I plan to give it as a gift soon. But we have no imagination and can't use it."

The book on display is many times more printed than the pamphlet in my hand.

"You don't have it, I do." I said.

"What?" the big-headed alien said in confusion.

"San'er, break the glass. Liu'er, kill it." I said.

The glass on one side was shattered, and green juice splashed out on the other side.

At this time, the door was opened, and a dozen armed aliens rushed in.

"Monkeys, come on," I said.

Monkey Six and Monkey Three rushed towards the alien.

I opened the book and there was nothing in the blank book.

I picked up the pen, smiled, and wrote: Let me understand their knowledge.

There was a flash of blue light, and thoughts welled up.

The pen in my hand started writing non-stop.

One after another, the Monkey King appears out of thin air and rushes into the distance.

I walked aside and picked up the alien microphone.The harsh sound came from my mouth, which meant to tell the aliens watching TV at this time.You are occupied by my idiots, it is not the effect of the show.

Floor-to-ceiling glass on the side allows you to see other buildings.

Strange flying objects outside the building aimed at the building and started shooting.

I flipped my hand over the paper, and a row of interstellar gods appeared out of thin air.

The AI ​​stance blocked the laser fired from the opposite side.

I wrote again: Adapt to the environment here.

I slowly opened the mask and took a breath of the gas here.

There was no discomfort at all and I had complete control over my imagination.

"Humble men of action, accept the pain of being surrounded by thoughts." I said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)