Waiting

At one end of the fluorescent lamp, the noise emitted by the ballast made the seal standing in the middle of the room unconsciously restore consciousness.

This was a very strange moment. At this moment, Brother Jue knew very clearly that he had lost consciousness just now, but he could not recall whether he was asleep, fainting, lost his mind... or something else had encountered.

There was no discomfort in his body, and his memory was still stuck in the Blackbeard's treasure cave, while he was "swallowed" by the twenty-three data stream.

But at this moment, he had already come to another completely unfamiliar environment.

This place looks like an interrogation room, not a spacious space. The cool-toned lights and the monotonous, cold and hard walls all give people a strong sense of depression.

"Well... I can't see the game menu, I can't use skills and items, and even my ability to see through the data disappeared..." Feng Bujue looked at his own situation while thinking in his mind, "But... I should still be in the game..."

Although the senses simulated by Thriller Paradise are very real, the style of the game world is different from the real world after all. Therefore, even if the player is restricted to a state that has no special abilities as in reality, it is not impossible to tell whether it is in virtual or reality.

"The clothing has not changed, but it seems... there are a few more 'jewellery'..." After a few seconds, Feng Buju's eyes fell on his wrist.

One of the "jewellery" he mentioned was a pair of metal bracelets with chains in the middle, in other words...handcuffs.

The handcuffs in front of Brother Jue looked nothing special at first glance, but after a few moves, you will find that their design is different from ordinary handcuffs; the most important point is that this handcuff is pinched to the ulnar styloid process on the wrist to clamp it, so it cannot be separated by the "thumb dislocation method".

Of course, even if Brother Jue could break free from the handcuffs, he still couldn't escape because there was such a pair of "jewellery" on his ankles, and the chain between the shackles had been fixed in a metal buckle on the floor of the room.

Without a key or using skill items, the only way to force the shackles is to "kill the heels of your feet with some hard object", but that way is nothing more than turning your situation from "handed by others and locked in place" to "being hit by yourself and having to stay in place"...

Just as Brother Jue's eyes moved to the surveillance camera in a corner of the ceiling, the sound of the door handle turning came from outside the door.

The next second, the door was pushed open.

A beautiful and graceful young girl walked in.

Her long hair was combed neatly and her makeup looked very decent; she was wearing a black suit with exquisite materials, and her conservative clothes could not hide her hot figure at all; the hem of her suit skirt was just above her knees, and looking down... it was wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, which was perfect leg curves, and a pair of jade feet lying in high heels.

Duo, Duo, Duo...

With the sound of the heels tinging the ground, she moved to Feng Bujue's face, stood less than two meters away, and stared at Feng Bujue's face with a cold look.

"Who are you?" After looking at him for about ten seconds, Feng Bujue spoke first.

The reason why he hesitated for so long before he asked this question was because... the woman in front of him looked exactly the same as Twenty-Three.

However, even if you cannot use the data perspective, Feng Bujue can determine that she is definitely not twenty-three.

"When I answer your question, you will immediately know another very important thing." The woman spoke, and her voice was no different from that of Twenty-san, but her temperament and expression were indeed completely different from Twenty-san, "and thus answer... a doubt that only arose from your heart not long ago."

Her response was a standard answer that was not a question, but Feng Bujue's expression changed suddenly while listening to this sentence.

"You are...'Fate'." When the other party finished speaking, Brother Jue had already reasoned out his identity.

"In your opinion, I am more like a 'boossy' version of 'Twenty-three'." Fate accused Brother Jue of his guess and said so.

"No... I will not be influenced by the 'preconceived' inertial thinking, and... "Feng Bujue said, "From your words, you are not deliberately 'copying' her appearance, but... you look like this." He paused, "Of course, we can talk about these later. What I want to know most now is... what kind of existence is that I named the 'nameless derivative' twenty-three?"

"It's 'unknown'." Fate answered quickly because her thinking process was very short, so short that "none of the multiverse-level mind-reading ability could (exhaust to) capture it." "It is an existence opposite to me who pursues 'omniscience', and is a symbol and sum of negated things that all things like me do not have."

"It's like a twin who is completely opposite to you?" Feng Bujue continued.

"No." Fate denied this conclusion, "What you call 'complete opposite' is a very ridiculous proposition, there is no such thing in this world." She then explained, "Positive and negative, black and white, high and low, good and evil... and all the things and concepts that you humans think are 'opposite' and 'opposite' all come from your superficial cognition and incomparable conceit.

"For example... your understanding of mathematics is all based on the counting system you invented by yourself; your definition of color is based on the limits of information you can collect with your naked eyes; as for your concept of good and evil, your exploration of the field of philosophy, etc., it is even more absurd...

"Since the birth of human civilization, there have been constant contradictions between countless individuals and groups with obvious flaws, which determines your social structure and then determines the world view, values, and outlook on life of each of you...

"And you are still repeating this wrong pattern and trying to find the answers to the ultimate question in this almost reincarnation destiny (where did I come from, where did I go, who am I)..."

Hearing this, Feng Bujue interrupted, "Okay... Let's stop talking about this topic. I roughly understand what you mean... Let's talk about you and Twenty-san?"

When fate heard this, he said without stopping, and then said: "I and she are not in an 'opposition' relationship, and of course there is no primary or secondary, or subordinate relationship. When my 'human form' was born, she already existed. Using a metaphor that may be more abstract to you, but is also more accurate, to describe 'I (destiny)' represents 'everything', and she represents 'everything beyond everything'." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!