Chapter 1894

"I'm the 'killing hotel' -"

The last few words were suddenly light, far away, blurred, and scattered by the thunder and lightning that suddenly pierced the night sky.

After a flash of lightning, the motel was white and bright in front of me: the doors of ten rooms were closed, and I don't know which door came from behind, a string of women's happy laughter; An old Ford was parked in the parking lot with the driver's door wide open.

"Who is it?" A man shouted almost crazily, vaguely wrapped by the buzzing TV news in an unknown room, and he couldn't help it. "Who did it, who? Come out!"

When Lin San was startled, the motel in the dark, the snowy thunder and lightning, and the red beverage vending machine with its own light on in the shadow of the first floor... Suddenly disappeared from his mind like when he came.

"... nice to meet you."

Until then, the second half of the red T-shirt clearly passed into her ears.

Lin Sanjiu blinked his eyes, feeling that his heart was just beginning to beat faster. The shocking scene had disappeared, and the cold sweat just sprouted.

What she saw just now is the copy of "killing Hotel"?

Can it be said that this is equivalent to the "business card" of the copy. As soon as the copy is announced, she can recognize and see the contents of the copy?

"We don't need to name between copies,"

After hearing Lin Sanjiu's description, the red t-shirt - Lin Sanjiu still has difficulty calling a person a hotel - doesn't look 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 humans, the name on the newspaper has the same effect."

In the face of human beings, the effect should be weakened a lot.

At least the scene Shaolin Sanjiu saw just now contained little information, which was not as much as the four words "killing Hotel" - she was more like watching the trailer of killing Hotel and experiencing its atmosphere.

Obviously, the red T-shirt was very satisfied with himself and was very chatty. Pointing to his feet, he said, "you see, this replica creature has no shoes, right? Because he has been barefoot in the hotel room. Look at my ten nails, are they all dark yellow? Because the walls of ten Hotel rooms are this color."

Lin Sanjiu was a little stunned. With his gestures, his eyes slowly turned around him.

According to him, the red T-shirt is the symbol of another replica creature, and a specially shaped stain on his body is an important clue to pass the customs and survive... He said that if a person who has participated in the "killing Hotel" sees him, he will feel that he is full of familiar details and breath, because he is not a simple replica creature integration - he is the replica itself.

After his introduction, Lin Sanjiu felt that he could be called his real name.

"You didn't answer my question directly." She lifted her spirits, tried to calm down, and repeated, "why do you, a copy of the goal of killing evolutionists, want to help me?"

The killing hotel was silent for a few seconds.

"When I was outside, I was driven by instinct and had to run the copy, which caused the death of the evolutionist... Like a computer program, how to go was not under my control. This was not the same thing as my willingness to capture and kill the evolutionist. When I was here to face you, I found that because I didn't need to run the copy forcibly, I got rid of instinct for a while, which made me relieved."

Lin Sanjiu raised one eyebrow.

He waved his hand and said, "don't get me wrong. I don't cherish the lives of evolutors or feel ashamed. Your life and death are meaningless to me. The reason why I breathe a sigh of relief is that I am finally free for a while from this forced way of existence... Generally speaking, I used to be a copy of my predecessor, and I often have this mood."

She couldn't help thinking of the truck driver who had to turn around several streets repeatedly and hopelessly looking for prey.

"If it's not necessary here, and I still fight against you, it's a bit like... How to say, it's like being an instinctive slave for a long time, and the master is away for a while, and I continue to enslave myself. So, I'm not trying to help you, I'm just looking for more ways and possibilities for myself." The killing Hotel shrugged and concluded.

Lin Sanjiu thought for a while, and finally nodded, which was recognized.

"Of course, here we also fully embrace instinct, which was not a human copy 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, what will they do with you? I really don't know."

"If a copy attacks me, how can I resist?" She asked.

The killing Hotel felt its chin, as if it was difficult to answer. "To be honest, I can't think of it. As a low-level creature, what can you do? Your evolutionary ability and special items, even if they can be used, will not work on us. If you don't believe it, try it."

With that, he really stepped out of the parking lot, stood in front of Lin Sanjiu, and gathered up half of his body.

... try it.

Lin Sanjiu finally called out a ghost painting that had never been used since he started, and opened the canvas. No matter how she used it to shoot around the killing Hotel, [ghost painting] was just like the most common painting, and it didn't respond to him at all.

The killing Hotel crossed her waist with both hands, without any scruples, and urged her: "nothing else? This thing is specially designed to absorb people, right? No, we are not human, just a human 'role'... If I want, I can also be a red beverage vending machine. But human shape is the most convenient, so everyone chose human shape."

Lin Sanjiu waved his hand somewhat dejectedly.

It's not about people or human shape. She can feel that when facing the killing Hotel, the special items are as silent and calm as a stone.

Facing the copy, can she and the puppet master really only make a piece of chopping board fish?

"Since you all know that you are at risk, why do you stay? Leave early and be good. Why do you want to find a copy of Youhu just to jump into his arms?"

Although Lin Sanjiu has many problems here, the killing hotel also has one problem after another for her - "and how did you get in?"

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

After thinking for a while, Lin Sanjiu changed his way of asking. "What might the copy do to me?"

"Ah?" The killing hotel was stunned.

"Didn't you say that other copies might attack me?" Lin Sanjiu asked, "what can I do with the copy?"

The killing Hotel frowned, He replied thoughtfully: "... that should depend on the copy. Some copies, such as the one I just met at the symposium, are a maze. They are best at using specious information to make people think they are going to the exit through rational analysis, but in fact they are going to the death of the core of the maze step by step. If the information maze wants to fight you, I guess it should be through words to make you slowly become its puppet - but you won't do it at all Aware, because you feel that you are always thinking soberly. "

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

The killing Hotel laughed. "There is no need to communicate. We can see it at a glance. What we communicate... I can't express it in human words."

"If you have a chance in the future, you can try to tell me." Lin Sanjiu asked again, "what about the other copies? For example... The copy of the lake tour?"

"He, I think he is similar to me," said the killing hotel. "They are all copies of the evolutors killing each other under a set of rules, and we don't take the initiative to participate. So this kind of copy should be that we don't let go after catching you."

Lin Sanjiu was surprised. "And then?"

"What will human beings who have been trapped in the copy become?" The killing Hotel asked, "of course, it will eventually become a replica creature."

How long has it been since I left my master and was trapped?

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

The killing hotel had an expression of "I've seen it for a long time".

I fell asleep accidentally before... I got up again and finally finished writing!