Three-stream detection simulator

It was a calm day, perfect weather for going out to sea.

S.H.I.E.L.D. prepared a small cruise ship to set off from the port of Honolulu and head toward the depths of the North Pacific. During this period, Hercule drew up a table and wrote down all the current doubts on the whiteboard.

1. The black sun in the mental world may correspond to the black door in the mural.

Second, the Kryptonian text surrounding the mural is speculated to have been written by the mastermind behind the scenes in order to recreate the events that Hercule experienced.

Third, the content of the mural conflicts with the statement of the stranger in the tunnel.

The fourth article, Hercule just thought about it to himself, but did not write it down: The NPC who disappeared after leaving a letter in the tunnel... should no longer be a stranger to Hercule now. So he believed this person's statement more than the murals of unknown origin.

So are the effects of murals good or bad? It depends on the painter's purpose. Different people will have different understandings of the phenomenon in the painting.

For example, if the person who sees the painting is a superhero who intends to solve the threat of the "sea" but does not know much about the sea, he or she may misunderstand and think that being captured by the sea will cause it to appear in the real world, and then miss the correct answer.

But in the game, the murals are painted in underground tunnels, and most of the people who can see the paintings are underground people who have not seen light for many years and have evolved the ability to adapt to the dark. From the perspective of these people, they will rush to the tunnel one after another in order to lead out to the sea, just like one fish after another eager to join the ocean along the ocean current...

The salty sea breeze blew from the front of the deck, making Hercule's coat rustle. He stood at the bow of the boat and heard the deliberately aggravated footsteps approaching behind him.

"You are so considerate." Hercule said sincerely, looking back at the person who came - it was Batman, "What made you give up that little game that suddenly appeared to scare people?"

Batman used to live with his British butler, and now he stays with Constantine and Hercule every day. The density of the strange atmosphere around him has never dropped. At this moment, he is used to saying: "In order to let you leave, we can Live a better life.”

Hercule: "..."

Did Batman just respond to the joke?

He was not used to it for a moment, and was half a beat too slow when he opened his mouth to answer. This time, the Gotham vigilante who was said to be flying in on a private plane and the boss of Wayne Group who did not go to work every day stood next to him, staring at the sea level below the ship's edge and said: "You believe that nothing will happen to you because of your coat." The guardian spirit of the host, the blessing of the city's will, or the so-called 'no need to die within forty-two months' from the enemy? "

"You should remember that when we were meeting in New York, a bullet that could theoretically reverse cause and effect was shot from behind me and ended up killing New York City Mayor Norman Osborne's secretary."

Hercule replied, "Since bullets can't kill me, the 'sea' might not be able to kill me either. Although there is no concrete basis, I must be the most suitable person to see the sea at the moment."

Looking at the sea means looking at the sea, and it also means guarding.

The so-called helmsman of the ark is like a soldier standing on a lighthouse on the coastline, waiting for the coming dawn or the eternal darkness.

"The person in the tunnel you once met..." Batman thought for a moment and lowered his voice, his words almost lost in the sound of the ship and the waves, "Is it him?"

"I think he is a person who maintains the last bit of miracle that people can see in a world where magic has come to an end."

Hercule seems to have answered the question incorrectly, but in fact he acquiesces to Batman's words.

In the game world, according to NPC, there is no heaven above people's heads and no hell below their feet.

All the legends born in the stories passed down by word of mouth, in the dusty piles of paper, in the inaccessible and dilapidated corners of the city, and in the vast earth veins and branches of life will never have the chance to be reproduced.

The universe is like a huge, cold machine made of bearings and engines.

The earth is one of those little pinions more insignificant than gravel.

The undersea tunnels connected to the continents dug by human beings using their hands and wisdom are patterns on the gears that are invisible to the naked eye.

The NPC in the tunnel called his shoes a fishing boat and claimed that he wanted to see the sea eighty years into the future... he was an immortal ghost with broken lines tracing patterns between dimensions.

The madhouse at the end of the tunnel may be the last limbo in the game world. According to Constantine, ‘it (the edge realm) attracts all the special energies in the world, and eventually becomes a party for evildoers and a refuge for ghosts’.

Even from the name ‘Madhouse’, one can imagine the excitement and chaos in those remote corners during the era when occultism was at its peak. Ghosts, devils, heretics, unbelievers, crazy people who abandon reason and embrace magic...

But all glory must come to an end.

After the song ends and everyone disperses, only the nameless sea-watcher, who is neither alive nor dead, is left, hiding in the gap where the soul can exist forever, guarding the unknown secrets about magic and the sea of ​​soul, and all those sealed. The old days existed in the past - until a detective with a flexible brain and a fresh life knocked on the door of the asylum, bringing the signal of the coming storm and the cry of a death bird.

"Mr. Constantine likes to stay in the edge realm." Hercule said softly. "He understands the threat of the 'sea' and knows how to enter the mental world. He believes that the helmsman of the Ark is a warrior fighting against the sea, but he opposes 'in order to calm down' The waves of the sea throw themselves into the sea. I think in his opinion, it is just a kind of self-comfort for people with no way out.”

The underground NPC never explained in detail what he sacrificed to the sea.

When the player returns to the tunnel, there is no one there.

The last limbo in the world disappeared without a trace, without any witnesses. The ghost who left there cannot stay for long. Does he intend to use the second death of his soul to 'see the real sea and catch a few live fish' - to save a few people worthy of living?

I don’t want to leave, but I can’t do anything about it. Even if someone else were to die on his behalf, there would be no second person on the entire planet who had the relevant knowledge and ability.

The years of the living cannot be traced back.

So the only remaining mage on the vast sea, a ghost from the last century, and an unknown helmsman of the ark, angrily called himself a sacrifice, and walked towards the depths of the dark ocean without looking back. .

It seems to be saying: Fuck you, I don’t want to care about it anymore. After I die, I won’t care about the floods and love.

In addition to being tragic, there seems to be a sense of failure with extremely distinctive personal characteristics.

So is it possible that the detective is from the future...

Batman knocked on the railing, thinking.

What if Hercule had seen the dead Constantine.

As time goes by, today's detective will take over the torch of his predecessors to see the sea, and the still young Constantine becomes a witness to the incident. If Hercule were not here many years later, who would be the person who would take over the responsibility of looking after the sea?

Who inspired whom first and brought the seeds of hope and perseverance?

——Success does not have to be with me, it will also be with me thousands of years later.

Perhaps this is how human civilization is passed on.

Thinking of this, he was shocked in his heart and felt a fine net hanging over everyone, revealing a path ahead filled with dark thorns and an opponent that was unimaginably powerful.

Ideas about whether to form alliances with others are unconsciously loosened.

However, before he could express his opinion, the sea level suddenly shook. The water waves rise like hills, outlining tight and powerful curves. The sounds of whales, which are rarely heard by inland people, the sound of the big fish's pectoral fins rubbing against its body, and the sound of its tail slapping the sea surface erupted one after another.

Batman didn't count on Hercule's physical reaction speed at all, just as he never doubted the detective's brain. Seeing the waves crashing in front of him, with the peak even exceeding the deck abnormally, he reflexively grabbed Hercule's arm, pushed him to the ground and covered him with his cloak.

As it turns out, this is quite necessary.

A golden trident was pointed at Batman's back. In the blink of an eye, Hercule was standing there.

At the same time, the element-devouring beast Xibida heard the sound and arrived. It rushed out of the cabin, climbed up to a high point with three steps and two steps, then used Batman's back as a support board and jumped into the air.

The uninvited guest holding a trident uttered a surprised sentence in English: "Cat?"

The next second, the black cat's upper and lower jaws split open, its tentacles crawled up the long-handled weapon, and stabbed the enemy's eyes in the lightning flash!

Fury in the cockpit put down his binoculars, touched his left eye that was blinded by another orange element-eating beast he raised, and muttered: "Does your race have any grudge against other people's eyes?"

On the deck below, people were leaning back to dodge in the rising waves. His legs were brought together and covered with green scaly armor. The armor on his calves had blades that curved upward, like the dorsal fin of a fish. The light on the trident flashed, and a white lightning struck from the tip of the staff, clearly aimed at Hercule.

Hibida had to twist in the air, jump back in front of Hercule, open his mouth and swallow the magic lightning directly.

Then it burped.

The opponent landed on the side of the ship in the distance, with a shocked look on his face, and said to himself: "What kind of cat is this?!"

No one answered him. Batman pushed Hercule to a safe place and let the element-eating beast guard there. He took two steps forward and asked, "Who are you?"

Hercule's Knowledge and Knowledge skill suddenly activated. This skill is useless when faced with game-related knowledge, but it always works wonders in inexplicable situations, such as now——

"He is the ruler of Atlantis, and the trident he holds in his hand is the royal symbol of Atlantis. It is said that it was cast from the core of Neptune...?"

Since the Knowledge skill level without the blessing of a pipe is only 2, and many introductions are only vague and vague, Hercule was a little uncertain when he read out, "And he doesn't seem to be afraid of land."

Atlanteans are uncommon because they lost the ability to live for long periods of time on land at the expense of gaining a strong body to survive underwater. Untrained Atlanteans could easily become dehydrated after leaving the ocean, and would need goggles to protect their eyes from direct sunlight.

Very few people know this, and the reason is the same: no one has ever seen a real Atlantean.

Hercule made a bold guess. He said to the visitor: "You are a hybrid of Atlanteans and humans. Well, it seems that even with such a big evolutionary difference, there is still no species isolation between the two races."

Then another idea hit him immediately: the underground people who always want to call the sea instead of the land in the game... Could they all be hybrids of Atlanteans and humans?

Based on this clue, the third inspiration came one after another. Hercule did not wait for others to interrupt, and said without any pause: "You came to us because your people have disappeared one after another for unknown reasons recently. Do you suspect that this matter is related to us? Why? Has anyone told you something? Or have you seen others come to the same place in the same way and do the same work - for example, diving?"

Aquaman was stunned by this series of questions, like a fish that suddenly fell on the chopping board, and used all his political literacy to control his expression without losing his composure.

"I, you, how did you..."

He stuttered twice and finally remembered what he was going to say: "So the disappearance of prisoners in Atlantis is indeed related to you and the one behind you..." Batman's species caused a certain degree of entanglement, but Aquaman finally decided to treat him as a human. Anyway, cats are already very strange, and humans can be even stranger. "Humans and cats are related?"