Tree shadows, roads, guardrails... The fake skin covering everything in front of us seemed to be pulled up, quickly twisted into a constantly shaking dirty color, and without saying a word, rushed straight to the end of the junction between the night sky and the road.

The cat doctor also saw that this time it trembled like this, not to shock anyone's cognitive ability, but as if it could not maintain its "illusion" after being hit hard by Bohemia, and was too surprised to stay in place any more.

"It cost me an insurance. Do you think you can leave if you want?" Bohemia sneered and chased with her steps. The sudden night wind scattered her long hair under the stars - when she spoke again, her voice rose faintly: "you lied to men what cannot be wanted,"

The chaotic thing was almost melting into the night. If you don't look carefully, you can't distinguish the faint trembling shadow at all; But when this poem echoed with the wind, the cat doctor clearly saw that it suddenly tilted in the distance of the road, like a person who ran too fast accidentally sprained his foot.

“You tried, neither foolish nor clumsy,”

The shadow hurriedly turned into a white line, which was about to melt into the white line on the road surface; Obviously, it is believed that Bohemia will lose its tracking target after it becomes part of the environment - logically, this idea cannot be mistaken.

It probably didn't expect that the woman who chased it in the rear was best at using the poem "suit the remedy to the case".

“To rescue what cannot be rescued……But nothing is ever as perfect as you want it to be.”

The cat doctor also learned a few languages slightly in the process of wandering. As soon as this sentence rang, it plumped and threw itself on the ground, completely relaxed. It stretched out its tired and aching four feet, and its hairy belly heaved up and down with breathing - finally, it saw the end of this head ache and inexplicable battle.

The long golden brown hair fell back on Bohemia's back, and her clothes and sleeves swaying in the wind gradually quieted down, gently shaking at her feet with her steps.

"What you want to do and what you want to achieve will not succeed in the next minute."

She looked down at the white dividing line on the road, which swayed and struggled, but could not escape. Holding her arm, she said: "... No matter what you are, it's my turn to teach you a lesson next."

Although Bohemia is more affected by the cat doctor than anyone else, she is actually very good at dealing with non-material enemies.

Whether it is [bard], [garden of crossed paths], or all kinds of special items related to "spirituality" and "divinity" on her body, most of them can be attacked from the spiritual level. She was completely caught off guard just now. Now once she understood the situation and regained the upper hand, soon, even the cat doctor was a little unwilling to see it.

"Don't you just rely on deformation? Ah?"

Bohemia stepped on the white dividing line with one foot and twisted it down with his toes: "do you think you look vague and can't be touched by others because of your low pixel appearance? I tell you, your mother wants to beat you, and there are many ways - how's it going now? Does it hurt?"

The chaos rang out several screams in the cat doctor's mind, and soon she waved her hand and cut it off, as if she had separated its "sound" with a cover.

"You look like a backcountry. You should have never seen my ability," she said, biting her back teeth. Obviously, she still had to torture it for a while to relieve her anger: "... You run, why don't you run!"

The cat doctor silently approached her feet and tugged at the corner of her skirt.

Bohemia bowed his head and immediately changed his face.

"Don't you have a rest for a while? Look, the hotel is still confiscated..."

"No," the kitten leaned his neck and looked at the struggling white line on the road ahead. He couldn't help but be surprised: "... What's going on? Why can't it move?"

"It's very simple," Bohemia was a little proud, and compared it on the road like pointing out the country. "My consciousness [the garden of crossed paths] can 'flatten' the reality of the material level, allowing me to transcend reality and see a higher world in the sense of the universe and spirit."

"I don't understand."

"That must be my explanation is not good enough!" Bohemia seemed to be afraid that the kitten would be unhappy, "let me think... For example, the real world is a biscuit box, and I can see the biscuits in the box... No, no, this example is not good."

As she spoke, the white line twisted back and forth like a snake with its tail cut off, but she didn't even sweep her eyes at it. "Well, do you know computers?"

"I just use the computer to make a medical order." The cat doctor said modestly.

"Great!" Bohemia slapped again a few times, "for example, the real world is like a computer without power on. We can see its screen and touch its keyboard, but we can only stop at this material level. Only when it is powered on and connected to the Internet, can we enter another world... Although it is not composed of matter, it can better represent the essence of a computer."

The cat doctor thought for a while and understood, "ah, it's like when I look at someone at ordinary times, it's just a piece of meat. If you look at the same person, you can see his soul."

Bohemia was so happy that she almost cried: "this metaphor is really great! It is worthy of being a doctor!"

"Then this thing..."

"When I looked at [the garden with crossed paths], I found that the noumenon of this thing was actually just a sentence. Yes, it was the sentence 'I think so I am' -- well, in other words, I think it can be called the essence of Descartes' famous saying."

The green cat's eyes looked at her for a while, and then at the "Descartes" trapped in the road.

... the products of this world seem a little difficult to understand.

"This thing is between spirit and matter. If consciousness is used as a rag like Lin San Jiu," Bohemia resisted a little when it came to this: "... Don't say, it's good to roll it up in one roll. After trapping it with consciousness, I have more non-material attack methods!"

"So... What a sentence are you?" The cat doctor hesitated and asked the road floor.

As Bohemia waved his hand, the chaotic voice sounded again: "I am an all inclusive impermanence, I am deeply rooted in human consciousness -"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

The white line doesn't move. After a while, it asked a little dejected: "... What do you want to do with me? For the sake of how many evolutors I haven't absorbed before, let's forget it today."

"What the hell are you?" The cat doctor sat with his paws close together, thinking more and more confused: "although she said you were a word... But are you a degenerate? An object? An evolutionist? Like me, a non-human creature that produced wisdom?"

The white line lay like a dead snake for a while and sighed.

"I am a copy."

Everyone and the cat were surprised - "such a bad copy?" "A copy that is intelligent and can move freely?"

After the words fell, they looked at each other.

Bohemia was a little embarrassed: "I think what you said is more reasonable..."

The cat doctor waved his paw and was about to open his mouth. Suddenly, his ear turned back - when he turned around, he happened to fly a small blue and white shadow from the distant night sky; The little shadow flew close in an instant and fell on Bohemia's hand. It was a paper crane for communication.

They waited for a while, but there was never a sound from the paper crane.

"What happened to Lin San Jiu? Mute?" Bohemia grunted, glanced, and suddenly stopped.

From the road in the distance, a tall, thin, familiar shadow is approaching them under the darkness; On her shoulder, she also carried a soft hanging figure like a sack.