I Was Once a Legend

Dong Zheng didn't know. He walked to Cui Zuojing, looking at the darkness on the second floor, desperately wanting to know what kind of secret was hidden.

"Is this your new breakthrough?" Seeing Dong Zheng's picture, Cui Zuojing also understood it almost. Even if he was not curious, he didn't move forward. Even Dong Zheng hadn't figured out anything, he naturally Not good to go up first.

"Yes, just when going through the assessment." Dong Zheng did not go up.At this moment, the entire core shook, and the two heard a low, bellowing sound from all directions: "████."

"Karls." Cui Zuojing said, "He reminded me that it was time to go out."

Staying in someone's conscious space for too long is ultimately unsafe. Before entering Dong Zheng's wake, Cui Zuojing had discussed with Karls, and reminded him when it was time.

"Let's do it together." Dong Zheng also stepped down. "It just happens that I have to think about things."

"Huh." Cui Zuojing hooked his neck, pressed Dong Zheng's head down, closed his eyes and exchanged a kiss with him.

When opening his eyes, the light of the library reflected softly on the retina, Cui Zuojing stood up from the sofa, and Dong Zheng just opened his eyes, and saw Karls, who was standing by the side.

The impact that Carls gave him was not as great as it was when he first saw it. The humanoid creature with an octopus head was wearing a black robe and had strangely shaped eyes staring at him. After seeing Dong Zheng, he woke up and said, "Welcome to the choas library, I am the administrator Karls, congratulations on passing our assessment and becoming a distinguished inviter."

"Thank you." Dong Zheng raised his hand and touched his nose. The blood had been wiped clean. He looked at the reading room quietly and removed Cui Zuojing's one foot on his thigh, asking, " Do you know where Ren Heming went?"

"He has left the library. The gentleman received the invitation last time. He failed our test. Even if he leaves now, he has no chance here."

Dong Zheng nodded. Since Ren Heming also came out of the ghost place, he was relieved. His poor brother had been in it for a year, and his mentality had collapsed. Even if he could enter the library, it would be impossible to do anything.

Using the mysterious book as a medium, he connected the new world and the original world constructed in the inner core, and successfully deceived the high-dimensional writer with a simulated scene.As for how to think of the book as a medium... because if the world is really a fixed script, the book is most in line with this feature.

Afterwards, the book believed that the world simulated by Dong Zheng was true. After leaving the tunnel, the two broke away from the plot, and the book lost its protagonists "Lao Qi" and "Brother".A book without a protagonist can no longer be used as a story, so they successfully break free from the test of reincarnation.

Dong Zheng changed the script through the kernel simulation method, relying on his own unique ability. For other pilgrims who do not have this ability, how can they break the game?

So he asked: "In addition, what other methods can be used to pass the assessment?"

"I can't disclose this point." Karls did not answer. "The method of passing the library assessment varies from person to person. Even in the same venue, for two different brain developers, the way to break the game is the same. different."

Dong Zheng frowned thoughtfully, and Ren Heming and everyone before him could not find the correct way, so it seemed that the only person who successfully passed it was him. It stands to reason that the elimination rate of the library’s entrance examination is not It should look like this.

So... a terrible conjecture came to Dong Zheng's heart. What if Ren Heming deliberately behaved like a pilgrim to confuse him?

He never saw Ren Heming again after coming out of the assessment. If Ren Heming was a library staff, in order to guide himself and make the assessment more difficult, he deliberately pretended to be an invitee trapped in samsara for a long time. Performance and words that gradually lose hope confuse yourself?

The so-called Ren Heming has left, and Karls told him, what if Karls is also confusing him?

Dong Zheng narrowed his eyes and asked Cui Zuojing: "How long did I stay in the assessment?"

"Soon, three hours."

He has experienced more than twenty reincarnations, and the real world corresponds to three hours. Then Ren Heming has experienced three hundred times, which should be less than two days, but Ren Heming was at least invited by the last time, two invitations by the library It can't be so short.

Dong Zheng looked to Karls: "Does Ren Heming really exist?"

Carls looked at him calmly and whispered: "Yes, he really exists."

Dong Zheng nodded and stopped speaking. Cui Zuojing blinked and did not understand what was happening.

Before the atmosphere became awkward, Karls said: "Your performance is very good. It took only three hours to complete the test. The other inviters are still in their assessment. Please wait patiently for a while and join others. The next assessment. During this period, the two can rest in this reading room and read the books. We will provide any services you need."

Cui Zuojing: "Okay, trouble."

"Then let's retreat first, then please help yourself." Karls bowed, and his figure disappeared instantly.

"This can make a lot of money." Cui Zuojing only showed his joy at this time. He shook Dong Zheng's shoulder and excitedly said, "The library is all good!"

Dong Zheng had long heard Fu Zhe taught that he must ingest as much experience as possible in the books. He temporarily put Ren Heming’s problem aside and laughed: “It’s also thanks to my faster resolution that I have this opportunity. The person who finally passed the admission test will certainly not be able to get such a good thing."

"Then take advantage of this opportunity to charge and recharge it." Cui Zuojing stretched out and pulled a book from the nearest bookshelf, and read out the title of the book: "The Seventh Chronicle? What's this?"

Dong Zheng also picked a book. He sat back on the comfortable sofa, and Cui Zuojing then lay half-heartedly on Dong Zheng, and opened the first page to see what the hell was this thing.

The seventh country recorded in the book is a world where technology and religion are intertwined and developed to the extreme. This is its chronicle. After reading a few pages, Cui Zuojing deeply understood the fun of it-understanding a completely strange new world It's really cool.

The two read the book for almost a week in the reading room. When they were thirsty and hungry, they would find the food they wanted at the table in front of the door. When they were tired, they would sleep on the sofa.At the end, Cui Zuojing wanted to vomit when he saw the text. Only Dong Zheng entered the books one after another.He reads books very fast, basically turning pages in a minute, Cui Zuojing even suspected that he was not reading at all, but was scanning text.

"Are you sure you really read it?" Cui Zuojing asked without restraining.

"Compress and store the acquired information data in the kernel first, and then take it out when it is used." Dong Zheng turned another page, and Cui Zuojing blinked, saying, "Well, wouldn't you not? Forgot things? Artificial amnesia?"

"It's not the same. Amnesia can remember every detail of my personal experience, and I only store valuable things, and then compress it. The burden on the brain is not so great, and you can delete it if you want to forget it."

"Then you really have become the same as the computer." Cui Zuojing said, he remembered that he just couldn't stand Dong Zheng with Cavaliers at the beginning, and was happy for Dong Zheng's progress. He couldn't help worrying. Seeing Dong Zheng's brain work more and more like a machine, is this really a good thing?

On the evening of the seventh day, Karls appeared again. At this time, Cui Zuojing was crooked on Dong Zheng’s leg, and the book covered his face to sleep. Dong Zheng raised his head between the words and asked Karls: "Is it going to start?" ?"

"Yes, your Excellency, please come with me, the other inviters have already arrived."

Cui Zuojing propped himself up in confusion. He took the book he was just reading from Dong Zheng and told him, "Pay attention to safety."

"Yes." Dong Zheng sorted out his clothes and touched Cui Zuojing's cheek, whispering, "Waiting for me."

Dong Zheng left the reading room behind Karls. Each reading room in this area of ​​the library presents a regular hexagon, which is connected to the six reading rooms next to it and presents a standard honeycomb shape.He followed Karls and turned left and right. If no one led the way, he would definitely get lost.

Along the way, he also met other administrators, a toad man in a suit and leather boots. When he saw Karls and Dong Zheng behind him, the toad man had a funny taste: "Is this the person you bet on?"

Without waiting for Karls to answer, Toad stepped forward and patted Dong Zheng's shoulder intimately: "I bet your wages for a hundred years to bet on you to win, but you have to fight for some points, clam clam clam clam clam clam..."

Mud sticking to the shoulders of the toad's fins, Dong Zheng was horrified. In order not to anger the man, he could only smile with a pure and innocent smile.

Carls: "████████████."

The toad man curled his mouth: "██████."

Carls took another step, Dong Zheng hurried to keep up again, and walked for about five or six minutes. They reached the end of a corridor. Karls stood at the door and said, "Please come in, the other inviters are inside. "

Dong Zheng thanked Karls. He took a deep breath and pushed open the plain door in front of him.

Everyone in the room heard the sound. The room except for the wall on which the door rested was a mirror, and a long table was placed in the center.The visual effect brought by the three mirrors is really amazing. Dong Zheng glanced at everyone at first glance and saw the self sitting in the third position, stunned.

In the mirror, a man as thin as a bamboo pole is walking in from the outside. He is too thin, and it is worrying whether the skin is covered on the bone shelf.

Is this him?

Dong Zheng frowned inconspicuously. He sat at the last position of the long table under everyone's attention.

He was the last one, plus him, there were five people in the room.The first one is a woman wearing black-framed glasses, her hair high into a ponytail, and she looks very intellectual; the second is a fat young man whose face squeezes the eyes so that there is only one gap, wearing T-shirt with printed second-dimension characters; the third one-Dong Zheng is very sure that the person is wearing his shell because he looks exactly like himself, and at this time he is using a kind of Dong Zheng himself never done Sitting in a chair in a lazy posture.

The fourth one turned out to be Dong Zheng’s acquaintance—he once visited the “police supervisor” Chen Jianguo in the Heimdall evaluation box [Good Neighbor].

The old man was wearing reading glasses, his white hair stood upright, written seriously in each wrinkle, and stared at Dong Zheng's appearance at the moment, this bamboo-like man.