Three-stream detection simulator

The moment the 'door' opened, Hercule had a splitting headache.

He could hear the system's continuous beeps:

[You have understood the nature of the upside-down world, and the skill level of ‘Extensive Knowledge’ is +1, reaching lv.4. Your connection with the built-in software ‘Taixu’ has been permanently improved. 】

[You face the essence of the upside-down world and learn the proper name: Dark Multiverse. 】

[Dark Multiverse: A by-product born in the world furnace, which should be destroyed under normal circumstances to provide power for the birth of a new world. 】

[The upside-down world: an embryo of the dark multiverse that has not yet fully developed. It should have disappeared outside the wall of origin, but somehow it is closely connected to the universe you live in. 】

[The change in your understanding of the upside-down world has attracted the attention of some special beings. They feel the call and are approaching you. 】

It was like a hallucinatory gentle wind blowing from inside the 'door'.

Hercule's eyes were dazzled, and he found himself in a strange and old residential area. It looked like it was night. The buildings on both sides of him were more than a hundred feet high. Even the night sky was blocked, leaving only a few dark squares. However, these buildings were extremely dilapidated, with red bricks covered with advertising, neon signs and signs that had already been used. Broken cameras, narrow streets lined with shops on the verge of closing down, selling everything, and the smell of sewerage fills the air.

At this moment, he became the dual perspective of player and character, so Hercule thought that he was once again trapped in a certain memory.

Standing next to her was a middle-aged woman with a haggard face and a thin body. She was about fifty or sixty years old, with long, smooth golden-brown hair and eyes of the same color. This lady's appearance is quite beautiful, and it has not faded with time. No matter how old she is, she has been loved by countless people. However, as time has settled, it is easier for people to notice the eyes when they first see her. A ray of wisdom that is hard to ignore.

However, her expression was not relaxed, she looked depressed, her pale cheeks were sunken downwards, and her eyes were also black and blue. It was very windy in the alley at night. She was wrapped in a coat and leather boots, but she was still shivering from the cold.

"So..." Before Hercule could figure out who she was, the woman spoke with a cloud of white mist around her mouth, "You also saw him this time, right?"

She turned her head and looked at the people around her expectantly. Because of her expression and her slightly shorter height, Hercule, who was probably not as old as her, felt a little affection for the younger generation in her heart.

But now he doesn't even know what he looks like. The glass of the shops on both sides was so dirty that it looked like it hadn't been wiped for decades, and no one could be reflected at all. As the two moved forward side by side, Hercule could only see a narrow shadow reflected by the light.

...Fortunately, it looks like a human.

"Yes." The detective's voice in this memory was as gentle as ever, and he seemed very gentlemanly. "I met him, Miss Stark, but he didn't welcome me very much, and thought you should devote your energy to On more important things.”

——The circles under Morgan Stark's eyes turned red visibly.

She sniffed and whispered: "It's funny, Mr. Hugo, I heard that my father was not easy to get along with when he was young. If his attitude towards you is not friendly enough, please don't take it to heart."

Hercule looked at her quietly, pity still lingering in his heart.

After a while, he said cold words in a kind tone: "Of course I won't mind, Miss Stark. After all, Mr. Anthony Edward Stark died half a century ago."

With his words, the last trace of blood on Morgan's face disappeared. She smiled bitterly and said, "Thank you for reminding me, I have not forgotten this matter."

"You'd better." Hercule said, "Don't forget what our purpose is. This is much more important than you using my ability to recall the past. If your father was still alive, I'm afraid he wouldn't want to see you feeling sorry for yourself. , immersed in the sadness of childhood and unable to extricate himself. "

"You're so rude."

"Please forgive me, Miss Stark. Although I always try to maintain empathy as a human being and reflect on myself after every word I say and everything I do, it is a pity that I cannot be considered a complete person now. Human beings, and this is thanks to you. So if what I said is not pleasant, then let me reflect on it and apologize to you next time.”

Morgan became nervous and embarrassed by what he said, forgetting how sad he was just now: "... Just pretend I didn't say it, Mr. Hugo, I didn't mean it that way, it was just a joke. How have you been lately? Your condition has worsened, Did Argos do something that led to a decline in recognition of human identity—or did he do nothing?”

After she finished speaking anxiously, Hercule smiled and shook his head: "I was joking too, Miss Stark. When have you ever seen me angry because of the current situation? What's more, even when we first met, you said I'm more like a person than...that mess. Anyway, don't worry, I just want to make you happy, otherwise Mr. Iron Man will think I'm bullying you."

"Normal people don't joke like this!" Morgan became angry and took a deep breath, choking on the cold wind and coughing twice. "So, what does he have to say about the drawings I drew?!"

Hercules felt that the part below his neck finally moved. However, just like when a player controls a character to interact, he just presses F or E at most. He didn't realize how he moved at all. Anyway, in the blink of an eye, he handed a stack of thick printed paper to Morgan:

"Unfortunately, the era I went to this time is even earlier. Your father is only in his early twenties, which means that he is limited by the times and can't give too good reference suggestions."

Morgan was disappointed and said anxiously: "But the next opportunity will have to wait until who knows when. Before Argos uses these seven negative forces without restraint, we must find a way to restrain them!"

Hercules' tone returned to a gentle tone, and he said slowly and calmly : "Maybe you should believe in yourself more, Miss Stark... Morgan. Your father is indeed a genius of the Golden Age, but that doesn't mean we live in his shadow."

Morgan was in a trance for a moment, and wrapped his clothes tighter: "It's not that I haven't tried it, otherwise how could I take this path. Time waits for no one, why don't you try again, this time enter my brain, use my memory to simulate the older Iron Man, he will definitely be able to give a better solution..."

"No." Hercule rejected, "I need to perform countless iterations based on your memory to build a relatively realistic 'Iron Man' model, and the price to pay for this is But you won't remember anything about him."

"I'm ready."

"It's not that yet, Morgan, you and I both have time." Hercule said soothingly, "I will try my best to mislead Argus and divert his attention. You should put your own safety first and don't let Hydra or anyone who wants to get the Stark legacy from you hurt you."

"...Okay."

"Come on, girl, let's talk about business here. I will use the rest of the time to report to you what an arrogant, self-centered, and talented bastard your young father is that makes everyone jealous."

"Shouldn't you be younger than me, Mr. Hugo? "Morgan muttered in a low voice, "Oh, forget it, so you don't get along well with my father?"

"Then how did I get his advice on the drawings of his future daughter? To be honest, I spent a lot of effort, using the spirit of flattering Napoleon with Paris newspapers, to convince him to meet with a private detective who was so poor that he couldn't afford to eat - this was the disguise I used this time - and condescend to take a look at the "several pieces of waste paper" in this person's hand..."

The imagination and conversation about the golden age continued. As the humans who had experienced that period grew old, the distant history gradually turned into legends, so Hercule's words seemed particularly precious. Morgan listened greedily, and they walked away side by side. A little snow fell from the dark sky, sprinkled on their shoulders like icing sugar.

**

Hercule woke up suddenly.

He didn't know why he recalled the memories related to Morgan Stark at this time, perhaps because the drawings he handed to Morgan at that time were obviously related to the "Mechanical Heart".

His interest in the lady increased, but what was more important at the moment was Doomsday.

Hercule, who was about to look around the surroundings, suddenly found something wrong.

His perspective became higher.

And it was not just a little bit. There were several buildings scattered under his feet, which were now only the size of a fingernail, a bit like a bird's-eye view of a city when an airplane passed by.

Fortunately, the system was still working normally, which eased his confusion. He saw the record flipping up and wrote:

[You are attacked by [Void Wind]. ]

[[Void Wind] tried to invade your mind, and the level 2 firewall "Absolute Rationality" has been established. ]

[Warning, the level 2 firewall is not enough to resist the attack of the virus. Do you want to sacrifice 1% of the upper limit of the sanity value to temporarily increase the level of "Absolute Rationality"? Waiting time is ten seconds, and the default option is "Yes" if there is no reply. ]

[Level 3 firewall has been established. 】

【Warning, level 3...】

The following is exactly the same rhetoric. In short, after sacrificing 3% of the upper limit of sanity, the level of "absolute rationality" on the skill panel has risen to the highest level 5, and the system description has finally changed:

【Level 5 firewall has been established. Successfully killed the invading virus and reversely controlled the [Void Wind] mother body for a short time. In the current state, the player enjoys any special skills of [Void Wind] and can manipulate [Void Wind] to move freely in the next period of time. Please note that every time you control [Void Wind] for more than ten minutes, you need to pay 1% of sanity and 1% of the upper limit of sanity to maintain the stability of the firewall. 】

...Although 1% is not much, it is quite painful when added up. After realizing this, Hercule immediately started to act. He was now controlling the Void Wind, which meant that he had turned into a huge hurricane-like monster with countless black mist tentacles, so the strange perspective was easy to understand.

Question: How should the tentacle monster walk?

Hercule is quite talented in this area.

Perhaps because he was used to the dual perspective of the player character, he did not panic when he fell into a strange body. He swung his limbs with a sudden thought and moved forward at high speed in a posture that could not be described as rolling or crawling.

The wind of the void has no eyes, so Hercule can feel the surrounding environment in 360 degrees without blind spots. Gotham City in the upside-down world is behind him, and Metropolis is at his feet. The first time he saw Metropolis in the upside-down world, the most eye-catching thing about it was a emerald green tree with thousands of soft branches in the center of the city, taller than the building.

This is really a very rare color in the upside-down world. Each of its leaves is delicate and bright green, and the trunk is covered with thick tree tumors like blood vessels. If you look closely, you will find that they are sometimes still wriggling and changing positions.

From a distance, it looks like a screen saver desktop, beautiful and fake.

Hercule was attracted involuntarily, and saw that when a soft, unknown native creature tried to approach, several beautiful branches with glimmering light silently reached over and rolled it up loosely.

Then, the branches secreted a special liquid, corroding the monster's body into a sticky juice, which dripped onto the roots hidden under the lush tree canopy.

The whole process took only a few seconds, and the native creatures were so obsessed with the beauty of the tree that they didn't know what day it was, and didn't realize that death was coming.

"..."

Very good and very unique, the trees in the metropolis are at least more eye-friendly than the big pendulum clock in Gotham and the statue of the goddess in New York.

If it were in the past, from a human perspective, Hercule would definitely feel creepy, but now he is no less than this tree, the only difference is that he is not as good-looking as others. And when he came to his senses, he found that the body of 'Hercule Hugo' also followed in, and now it fell motionless next to the Void Wind, as if it was asleep.

It's fucking outrageous.

It's equivalent to switching to a trumpet, right?

Considering that it was strange for the detective's body to hang outside, Hercule moved it into the black fog to hide it, comforting himself that it was no different from driving a Gundam. Then, regardless of the fact that the branches of the distant trees were swaying without wind, as if waving to him, he just stirred up a storm on the spot and flew towards the direction of Doomsday in the universe.