my avatar drama

Chapter 20
"Are you sparring?"

"Red said he wanted to see his weight, so he asked me to test it." The devil replied.

"Then I'm interrupting, you guys continue." Wan Yi said and was about to leave.

"No, I already have the answer," Rhett said.

The demon master folded his hands on his chest and nodded slightly.

The three returned to the auditorium from the backstage, chatting about their respective affairs.

"The times have changed, and human science and technology are really powerful. I am trying to learn further, and if possible, it may be used as a weapon against Azura." Reid said.

"But the vampires may also take a fancy to this, thinking it is their opportunity." The devil said.

"Having said that, most of the vampires were either terrified by the bloody battle back then, or they thought they were superior and looked down on human beings. Even if they fancy science and technology, they probably only want to enjoy the ready-made technology invented by human beings. There are very few people who want to take the initiative to seek it." Reid said.

"That's right, your policy of ignoring the people is quite useful." Wan Yi said.

Reid is not only supporting humans, but also acting on the vampire's side.

Azura didn't care much and only cared about enjoying his powerful and unlimited life. Under Reid's instigation, the vampires under his command easily had all kinds of power struggles and intrigues, and they were engaged in endless internal friction.

At the same time, he also planted the idea that vampires are superior to others. Although this is what most vampires think, Rhett keeps this kind of atmosphere and passes it down from generation to generation.Even the defeat of the vampires after the bloody battle is only a shame for them rather than a realization that humans have the ability to be equal to themselves.

Rhett is driving everything in the dark.

Seeing Reid talking calmly, the red in his eyes flowing like blood, both Wan Yi and the devil couldn't help being silent for a while.

After Wan Yi sighed in his heart that the awakened characters in the play did not have a fuel-efficient lamp, he stopped talking about this somewhat heavy topic, but mentioned his recent predicament.

The devil thought for a while after listening: "I noticed that in the fragment theory mentioned by your guide, human beings as individuals are also formed from fragments. But you may be like this, but your clones may not be gone."

Wan Yi was stunned for a moment, and realized this blind spot.

The ordinary avatar is exactly the same as himself, which made him ignore some essential problems.

In the theory of this world, the foundation of all matter comes from broken concept fragments, so what is the clone produced by Wan Yi?
Fragments of fragments?Impossible, because in this case, Wan Yi's avatar must have a limit, a person is just a fragment, how many splits can a fragment bear?Somewhat ridiculous.

"But what about the impact of the fragments? The clone is not a fragment, but the existence of fragments cannot be wiped out together with the clone." Wan Yi asked.

And this time it was Rhett who answered: "The fragments have an impact on the existence of other fragments, so the fragments cannot affect the existence of your ordinary avatar that defines nothingness. And there is also an impact on spiritual consciousness... whether it is related to you and Is it related to the consciousness connection of other clones?"

A drop of ink can easily stain a bowl of water, but it cannot affect rivers or even the sea.

Wan Yi's consciousness is connected to a large number of avatars, a hundred people are like one person, and one person is a hundred people. With so many consciousnesses helping to stabilize the mental state, the avatars will of course not be strongly interfered with.

Wan also remembered that in fighting against the sequelae of qualitative change, strengthening oneself is indeed the most important.

When Ye Zheng felt that he was about to turn into a gun, it was his guide who slapped him awake.

And Wan Yi's own cognition of himself can be said to be extremely firm. If a person strays, countless avatars will slap him a few times and say, "You are Wan Yi for a day and you will be Wan Yi for the rest of your life".

Although it's just a guess, Wan Yi feels that he's pretty close.

Continue to eat, I don't know how many fragments are needed to affect such a huge clone consciousness group, let alone how many clones Wan Yi has to produce every day.

There is almost no end in sight to this affair.

"It seems that it can't last." After Wan Yi whispered, he thanked the devil and Red.

"It's good if you have an idea. I'll wait until the head of the troupe can compete with me." The devil said with a smile.

Reid also said: "Well, I hope the head of the troupe will become stronger soon."

"Although I know that you are sincere, I still feel that you are mocking me." The corner of Wan Yi's mouth twitched.

Sure enough, the gap is here, and the strong will pierce the hearts of the weak when they say good things.

……

After seeing off Red and the Demon Lord, Wan Yi was sitting in the theater waiting for something.

A moment later, another Wan Yi in a black suit appeared in front of his eyes.

"Yo, Brother Hyundai."

Unknowingly, this avatar who was the first to stay in the time and space of the modern city got such a nickname.Recently watching his live-action version of Grand Theft Auto has become a great pastime for the avatars, making them a little more peaceful, and Wan Yi is also happy to be quiet.

"I understand, so don't continue to make unnecessary attempts and go directly to qualitative changes, right?" Brother Hyundai said directly.

"Yes, in order to observe the situation more clearly and avoid accidents, we put the venue in the theater." Wan Yi said.

The avatar is also him, as long as his main body opens the authority, the avatar can also log in to the theater.

And unlike uploading his consciousness, the avatar can log in as an entire individual.Wan Yi felt more and more that his avatar ability and the theater might not be one at all.

Brother Modern nodded and said, "Then brothers, if I leave, don't miss me too much."

As soon as he said this, Wan Yi's mind immediately burst into howls of ghosts and wolves.

"Brother Hyundai! We will miss you!"

"Brother Hyundai, you are a pioneer! It's all for us!"

"You are our Prometheus!"

"The theater bless the modern brother is safe!"

"Sacrifice the dog's body for 30 years, and replace the modern brother with peace!"

Wan Yi had a headache from the noise, but he got used to it, and looked at Brother Hyundai with those dark circles under his eyes that would never go away: "Thanks for your hard work."

Brother Hyundai grinned: "It's okay, anyway, I've had a good time."

After speaking, he took a deep breath, and directly ignited the large number of accumulated fragments in his body on the spot, causing a qualitative change.

All the avatars quieted down, feeling the qualitative change together with Wan Yi.

However, Wan Yi, including all his avatars, just flashed various images of terrorist attacks and war movies in his mind for a moment, other than that, there was nothing unusual.

Afterwards, Brother Hyundai's eyes widened slightly.

Stab it!

His whole body has changed, the suit on his body has been torn by the swollen muscles, his limbs, chest, shoulders, and back are twisted and look very old and rusty gun barrels, in different styles , as small as a pistol with a small caliber, as large as the thick barrel protruding from the back.

The upper half of his face was replaced by Gatling's silver muzzle, which stood out against the blackness of his entire body.

In just an instant, the well-behaved Hyundai brother turned into a strange man who seemed to be carrying an arsenal!

Wan also didn't feel any discomfort in his body, that is to say, this qualitative change belonged exclusively to this avatar.

A large number of mixed fragments were piled up, among which, because he had been wanted for a long time, he tossed a lot of ammunition fragments, and all of them contributed to the result of this qualitative change.

With a strong body about three meters high, countless gun barrels are piled up in disorder, and the chaos is full of violent beauty.

"Brother Hyundai?"

"Wow? What have I become?" There was a heavy exclamation from the strange man's mouth.

Well, there really are no other effects.

"Can it change back?"

"Okay, it's as easy as letting my natural dick go soft!"

"Don't speak yellow accents in this kind of place."

During Wan Yi's complaints, all the weapons on the weapon monster's body retracted into the body, and the body suddenly became smaller and returned to Wan Yi's appearance.

"Huh~, so handsome!" It seemed that Hyundai himself was very satisfied.

In fact, Wan Yi is quite satisfied.

Presumably those guns and shells will not be what they look like.

In this case, it may take a long time for a second qualitative change.

"It's great that Hyundai is alive!"

"I also want such a handsome form!"

"When will the main body be arranged?"

Ignoring the noise in his head, Wan Yi said to Brother Hyundai: "Go and try your fists, you've been chased by wanted men for a long time and can't be happy."

Brother Hyundai stretched out a hand, and that hand directly turned into a rusty machine gun, making a rattling sound: "To be precise, I want to test the firepower."

He smiled brightly.

(End of this chapter)