Rebirth of Shadow Ultraman

Dadi also lowered his head and looked at the Ax head dart that he had just hung back on his waist. Perhaps this was their only hope of defeating the guy named Mordiwus.

But when he looked up again, all his teammates had disappeared. The surrounding scene no longer looked like a combat command room, but a strange living room.

Dadi lowered his head and looked at what he was wearing. It was no longer the xio team uniform, but a black short-sleeved vest and black pants. "Myself" is sitting on a beige sofa, and the four sliding windows on the left cast the golden light of the setting sun.

The mobile phone on his left hand is emitting white light, and the typing cursor is flashing regularly. The characters on it are written in Chinese characters, and some of them can be recognized intermittently.

Dadi clearly felt his index finger pressing down on the screen and carefully read the several hundred words on it. Switching to the background again, the search records there made him a little confused, but his brain understood the meaning of those eight words for inexplicable reasons.

"Medius" and "Deus Ex Machina".

It seems that all these actions are controlled by himself, and it seems that he is not some Xio Da Kong Daichi at all, but a writer with a bleak income and no one pays attention to his works.

At this time, "he" was troubled by the concept that was not understood, and suppressed the irritability, trying to shift his thoughts to how to write the latest chapter of the plot.

After a moment of silence, "he" turned off the screen and closed his eyes as if he wanted to take a rest. But just before the screen went off, Da Kong Dadi seemed to see the fleeting shadow on the screen. ..

"The earth? The earth?"

A strange call sounded, and Dadi realized that it was not the only language he could use at all. It sounded like an Japanese language, but his brain automatically understood its meaning.

"Earth?"

"Dadi" spoke in confusion, and then noticed the abnormality in the surrounding environment. He should be at home thinking hard about how to write a new chapter of the plot, but here is clearly what is happening in his writing.

Unlike the other team members who didn't know what was going on, Maki Shuo was looking at him silently, his expression still gentle. He seems to be no longer the mediocre person who disappears from everyone, but the descendant of the protagonist in the story, the big sky and the earth who are one and the same with Aix.

"I'm fine, Asuna."

He realized that "he" said this sentence that he had never thought of saying, but it seemed that everything was logical and should have developed like this: "I was just thinking about how to face Mordiwus."

Is this a dream? Or is the me who was writing the plot just now the dream?

"Dadi" quietly pinched the palm of his hand with his nails, and a clear feeling of pain came. He did not wake up. It seemed that this place really... was a real reality.

But soon the surrounding light and shadow began to distort, and the perspective in front of him suddenly changed. He looked at Dadi from a bystander's angle and suddenly stopped what he was saying, and gave him a meaningful look.

He looked down at where he was and then at the half-full coffee cup in front of him. Suddenly realizing his identity, he changed from "Okora Daichi" to "Maki Shuki".

But where is Maki Shuo at this time?

"Maki Shuo" raised his head with a bit of confusion, and happened to meet "Dadi"'s calm gaze. His attitude was not that of real Dadi, but he didn't have the slightest doubt or surprise about his situation.

A sense of trance came over him, and he opened his eyes on the soft sofa. The dusk outside the window has turned into a pitch-black night. When I turn on my phone, the familiar cursor is still jumping.

"It turned out to be just a dream... How on earth can I write the feeling of Mordevous..."

He yawned and then suddenly froze on the spot. My sleepy and groggy mind became slightly clearer, and I hurriedly pulled out the playback record of the software.

Ultraman Max - Butterfly Dream.

The earth that was looking at Maki Shuo seemed to wake up suddenly, and was met by a pair of overly calm eyes. Maki Shuo picked up the coffee as usual, took a sip, and said softly.

"See?"

Dadi nodded subconsciously, his face still blank, and he couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality for a while.

"Have you heard the story of Zhuang Zhou Mengdie?" Zhen Mu Shuo continued talking without paying attention to Dadi, who was obviously in an abnormal state.

"Zhuangzi dreamed that he turned into a butterfly, flying happily in the flower field, but when he woke up, he was still Zhuang Zhou. Then he had a new thought, after all, it was Zhuang Zhou who dreamed that he turned into a butterfly. , or the butterfly dreamed and turned into Zhuang Zhou. "Xiushu.com.

"Which one of you, reality or dream, is real? Is there really a clear boundary between them?"

"The Earthlings can always come up with some very interesting theories, but how can dreams last so long without the influence of external forces?" Dr. Hermann shook his head.

"How do you know that dreams must be hallucinations produced by the brain? How are you sure that the memories in your mind are not the background set in the illusion?" Maki Shuo raised his index finger and tapped his temple.

"If I wanted to, I could create a universe between illusion and reality. When you really live in that universe, does it exist or not?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell silent as if he had thought of something.

In the root world of the entire universe, countless data lines are still flowing in disorder. The silver giant standing in it thought, and the universe that had just been born and before life began to gradually change.

The universe originally composed of pure matter gradually turned into a universe of uncertainty, and everything in the hyperspace seemed unable to touch this new universe. Xiushu.com

It flickered a few times like a light bulb with poor contact, and then dimmed quietly.

Daidi still stood there blankly, and whether it was Asuna's worried words or Captain Shenmu's call, they were all automatically blocked and not noticed.

"Daidi! Daidi!" Aix's voice also sounded from the terminal, but Daidi remained unmoved.

He already knew what Maki Shuo wanted to say, but he still couldn't believe it. The world he lived in and everything he cared about turned out to be just a few insignificant strokes of others.

The memories of the past were just a set background, and even their world might have just been born at the moment the writer started writing.

"Dadi, that's just another parallel world. Some kind of power connects two unrelated universes, making them connected to each other. After solving Mordiwus, everything will return to normal."

Mamu Shuo's words made Dadi barely cheer up a little, and looked at Mamu Shuo with a glimmer of hope. Seeing the other party nodded affirmatively, he breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back on a chair beside him as if exhausted.

Mamu Shuo was not so relaxed. He relied on Dadi's perspective to see that face. In the world where he lived as a human, he had also seen such a face, and even did exactly the same thing.

"So it's you..."