A mob of clones

Chapter 171 The Magical Use of the Rat Talisman (12.02 monthly tickets to add more)

Wu He got up from the ground with a confused look on his face. He stretched out his hand and touched the tombstone in front of him that had been smashed into one corner. Then he raised it and looked at the surrounding fog blankly. He stayed there for a long time, a pair of eyes. , and then slowly restored the focus.

"I~, am I back to the foggy space?"

And just when Wu He was confused, a series of footsteps suddenly sounded from behind him. Turning his head slightly, Wu He saw Wu He, who was looking at him in surprise. .

"Are you doing some new performance art? Like Cao Cao's imagination?"

Looking behind him at Wu He, who was talking about the healing game that he didn't know where he heard the bad jokes from, Wu He still kept his dead eyes, but he was certain of one thing.

"I must have indeed arrived in the foggy space..."

He gave up the movement of getting up from the ground, turned over vigorously, and let himself lie on the ground. Wu He lay dead on the ground like a salted fish. He looked like he had no love for his life. It couldn't be too miserable. …

"Ah, I'm tired, tired, let's destroy it..."

The key was at this moment. Another set of footsteps sounded from not far away. Wu He narrowed his eyes and glanced briefly. This time it was Yongsheng Wu He.

However, Wu He still had no intention of being a bird. He even stretched out his hand to dig up the surrounding soil and buried his head directly in the soil, imagining that his head was a seed, waiting for spring to sprout again. .

Naturally, Wu He, who had just arrived, was stunned for such an operation.

"What's wrong with him? Is he autistic?"

In response, Wu He from the healing game shrugged, saying that he was also a hen...

Wu He didn't pay too much attention to this. After all, Wu He was autistic, and this kind of thing didn't happen once or twice. Let them stay alone for a while, and they would be fine after a while.

In contrast, looking at the healing game Wu He next to him who seemed to be in a good mood, Wu He said curiously:

"I see that you are in a good mood. Has the matter about the shrine been resolved?"

"Yeah, it's solved."

Hearing Wu He mention this matter, Healing Gamer Wu He suddenly became very excited and his whole body was so embarrassed. For those who didn't know, he might have thought that this guy had a girlfriend...

"You don't know that the shrine is really troublesome."

"I spent more than half a year in it, and then I figured out the main line of the story of the owner of the shrine."

……

Wu He was very involved in the healing game and talked about it for a long time.

However, when he finished speaking with great enthusiasm, he realized that Wu He didn't mean to offend him at all. He didn't listen to half of his words. He squatted on the ground and seemed to fiddle with these things with his fingers.

Healing Game Wu He walked over angrily, and then he saw what Wu He was holding.

It was a short columnar body similar to a chess piece. On the surface, it looked like a regular octahedron with many patterns carved on it, and in the center of the octahedron was a picture of a mouse.

Although it was only the first time he saw it, Wu He, a healing game player, recognized the true form of this thing at a glance. He didn't even care that Wu He ignored his own affairs and directly exclaimed.

"Rat Talisman? Where did this thing come from?"

At the same time as he said this, the healing game Wu He also turned his attention to Wu He who buried his head in the soil.

Wu Hyuk comes from the world of Jackie Chan's Adventures, so this thing obviously could only have come from him.

However, Wu Hyuk obviously has no intention of explaining these things, and is still lying there motionless like a corpse...

It was Wu He who spoke at this moment and said:

"Looking at Wu He's clothes, this guy is not wearing the original modern clothes, but a leather armor that is obviously made of leather. This guy should have experienced a big battle before coming in."

"If he wants to be autistic, let him be autistic for a while and don't disturb him yet."

As he spoke, Wu He shook the talisman in his hand and continued:

"He just threw this to me. He wanted us to experiment with it first."

"This thing is of great use. If we really want to try it, we have to remind others first. Let's go, let's go find other Wu He first."

Regarding Wu He's proposal, Wu He, a healing game player, had no objection. He left Wu He, who was still autistic, and turned around and walked directly into the fog, following the guidance of the surrounding tombstones and walking in one direction... …

Soon, the two discovered the other Wu He people gathered together.

And directly stretched out his hand to count the number of people. Su Qing Wu He, Ling Cong Wu He, Kui Ba Wu He, and the Avatar Wu He were all here, and there was also an unfamiliar face, which meant that this time There are also newcomers, and no one has died...

Seeing this, Immortal Wu He and Healing Game Wu He breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked directly forward and said hello to everyone.

Finally, the two of them turned their attention to the newcomer...

This time the newcomer is finally not a modern visitor. He is wearing a very conspicuous coarse linen clothes. He is about [-] in height, his skin is slightly rough and slightly dark, his body is quite strong, and there seems to be some left on his hands. The cocoon left by the cultivated land...

If you only look at the neck below, anyone would directly think of him as an ordinary farmer.

However... looking at the newcomer's dazzling yellow hair and his eyes with a faint blue light, Wu He endured it for a moment, and still couldn't help but complain:

"You have an Asian frame, dress like a farmer, wear such a set of cyan contact lenses, and dye your hair such a yellow color. Are you serious?"

"Your sense of disobedience is simply overwhelming, isn't it?"

As soon as Wu He opened his mouth, the newcomer knew that the other party was talking about him.However, it was obvious that someone had vomited in this slot just now, so the newcomer did not show any surprise on his face, he just shook his head with a wry smile.

"It's useless for you to tell me this~"

As he spoke, the newcomer suppressed his flamboyant yellow hair, trying to make himself look less like the Golden Retriever Lion King, and said helplessly:

"That's such a hair color. Even if you tell me, I can't dye it black."

"Even if I want it, the conditions don't allow it."

"If you go to my side of the world and take a look at it, you will know for yourself that people with red hair, white hair, green hair, and even purple hair are everywhere, let alone blond hair. What can I do? Very desperate..."

Wu He: "..."

Regarding the newcomer's grief and indignation, Wu He also shook his head speechlessly.

"After the appraisal is completed, it is another Japanese different world. No other world can have such bold colors."

Shaking his head slightly, Wu He didn't put too much energy into the newcomer's affairs. He raised his hand and directly showed the rat charm in his hand in front of everyone, and said:

"Brothers, this is the rat charm that Wu He got from the Holy Lord. After getting this thing, I have a few bold ideas that I want to try. I wonder if you have any other ideas?"

Everyone is Wu He. Although the principles and bottom lines of doing things are different due to different subsequent experiences, their ideas are still similar. As soon as Wu He said this, other Wu He also guessed him. idea.

"You mean to make statues of beings that we know know some of the knowledge we need, and then put rat charms on their lives to gain knowledge from them?!"

As soon as these words came out, a group of people suddenly became excited.

If this idea could come true, it would be of great significance to them in the foggy space.

After all, everything in the foggy space is false, only knowledge is true.There are always some people in their own world. Wu He and others have no way to extract the essence of life and obtain their memories. If this idea comes true, then they will have almost no difficulty in obtaining knowledge.

And if they think more divergently, can Wu He and the others carve characters from other worlds into statues and give them life with rat charms.

Even though those guys may not be able to show their due power due to the differences in the rules of the world, but the power disappears, the wisdom will not be reduced. Does that mean that they can have almost unlimited helpers and unlimited wisdom...

However, this idea only remains in the fantasy stage.The next moment, an inappropriate voice suddenly came from the back of the crowd, which directly broke the illusions of other Wu He people at the scene.

"Your idea is good. But I have a problem here..."

Walking out of the crowd, Wu He pinched his chin and said:

"First of all, do you still remember the Quetzalcoatl who was resurrected by rats in the original Jackie Chan Adventures?"

Except for the newcomers, most of the people present had scarlet pigment to protect their memories. Naturally, they would not be unable to remember these things, so everyone naturally nodded.

Seeing this, Wu He slowly pushed forward and said:

"After Quetzalcoatl's resurrection, he indeed thought he was the snake god and had the corresponding power."

"And the same goes for the resurrected Saint Lope."

"We are all Wu He, and we don't know each other yet. Our ideas are basically the same. This bold idea is basically to create some familiar celebrities and extract knowledge from their mouths."

"Even using their wisdom to move our existing theories forward faster."

"These ideas are indeed good ideas. If they are really realized, our future development prospects will be completely indescribable..."

"but……"

Having said this, Wu He paused for a moment.

He glanced around and saw how many people around him were nodding, and then continued:

"But have you ever thought about where the memories in the brains of these characters reproduced by the rat charm come from?"

"Is it fabricated out of thin air? Or copied from the information once recorded in the world?"

"Create a non-existent character out of thin air, give him non-existent experiences, and give him a fabricated appearance. Will he have the memory and knowledge we set?"

"This is probably impossible if you think about it..."

"Gentlemen, I am not averse to fantasy. Timely fantasy can bring us excellent inspiration, but if you want to experiment, don't forget to keep your feet on the ground..."

……

　Ah, I didn’t start writing the results of the organic spectrum analysis homework until 11:30. It’s really enough...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)