People in Mond, arrogant sun, not hated

Yura rubbed her temples with a headache.

Maybe it's because her spirit has been squeezed so hard that her mind is a little messed up now, and she needs to sort out her memory.

"We are... going to find Elmes, right?"

Noelle also supported the ground and stood up, a little surprised to feel the sunshine and air that seemed to be no different from the real world.

"It feels so comfortable. It's a very suitable weather for a good rest on vacation."

If it was thrown here by the deleted memory, she would definitely not combine this place with the dream, after all, this feeling is so real.

"It's still a bit wrong to say that. It's not that the world here is very real, but that the real feeling is transmitted from the records to your spirit."

At this time, a fourth voice suddenly interrupted.

Several people were startled suddenly, and looked at the figure in disbelief.

Brilliant dark golden long hair, violet-like jewel pupils, and white and straight slender thighs, there is no doubt that it is Miss Elmes who should have disappeared.

"Ermes! You—"

Yura blurted out the name in surprise, and then began to struggle with which direction to ask the question.

After thinking for a while, Ying spoke directly.

"Are you Elmes?"

Elmes (female) spoke gracefully and mischievously with her usual mysterious smile.

"Yes, but not exactly~~"

"Hiss! Don't use such elusive riddles in the spiritual world!"

Looking at the three people who were still a little vigilant, Elmes clapped his hands helplessly to signal them to calm down, and said helplessly with his hands on his chest.

"Hey, you really didn't know anything and ran here. There is no way, the gentle and lovely sister Elmes will come and play the role of tour guide for you."

She showed a seductive expression that would make ordinary men blush.

"This is "my spiritual world. What you see, hear, and perceive are all part of my spirit."

Elmes pointed to the bright sun in the sky, his purple pupils sparkling.

"All the materials and senses here are extended from my will and memory. The temperature and comfort you feel when you are blowing the wind and basking in the sun are all my personal experience in the past memory, but only in the [records] of the brain. a part of."

"Including me here, although I can talk and think normally like a real person, but in essence it is just something similar to a plastic ball. Under the perfect shell, it is just an empty imitation. Although because I am me, thinking There won’t be any difference, so you can’t clearly perceive the difference.”

She did not know where to take out a blackboard, took the chalk and changed into the office OL's attire, pointed at the blackboard, and said with a smile.

"Well, do you fully understand?"

Yura rubbed her temples again.

"It means that what we see, hear, and feel is the impression in your memory, and the you in front of me is also your impression, and you are essentially something like an advanced game NPC, is that right?"

Elmes looked at the Spray Knight, still with that incomprehensible mysterious smile on her face, then she smiled and applauded the outstanding students.

"Well, as expected of you, what you said is very good, what about the others?"

Ying thought about it and nodded, indicating that there was no problem.

On the other hand, Noelle raised her hand in a naive manner, and said apologetically.

"Sorry senior, I still don't understand the last part, can you explain it more carefully?"

Elmes reached out his hand and patted her head in a considerate manner, and said softly, ignoring the maid's flushed red face.

"It's okay, it's okay, the language may not be intuitive enough, let me show you an example, keep up."

Elmes randomly pulled out a door in the empty space, and then walked straight in.

"Senior after being feminized... seems to be a bit difficult to handle."

Noelle muttered something in a low voice, and then followed suit.

And Ying turned her head, and said to Yula who was still covering her head.

"What's the matter, Yura, haven't you recovered from the aftereffects of going through the spiritual tunnel?"

After hearing the reminder, the Spray Knight shook his head vigorously, sighed and stepped forward.

"It's much better, and it should be fine later."

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In a dark world, the beautiful ice blue eyes slowly opened.

"The teleportation is complete. This is the guy's spiritual world. Why does it feel empty, and why is it just me? Could it be that they were teleported separately?"

Looking at the empty room in front of her, Yura spoke in confusion.

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Chapter 328: Because no logic is needed, dreams are dreams

There are neat rows of seats in the dark room, exuding a long-lasting smell of the wind blown by the old air conditioner, and an old movie from the old era is playing on the big screen hanging down from the front.

On the only two seats that were put down, two people were sitting upright watching a movie.

Ying's eyes widened for a moment.

That purple braid is pretty obvious and instantly recognizable, but the other...

"Shadow! And... you are—"

Two pink ghost horns protruded from the long black hair, and the delicate doll-like features were engraved with jewel-like red pupils. The evil god, who should have been wiped out, waved at her casually.

"Hello, who is that?"

"Her name is Ying, remember it well."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Lei Movie nodded to her politely, and then continued watching the movie with his original enemy.

Elmes explained with a dumbfounded smile.

"Do you understand? This is the spiritual world. Whether it is true or not, everything you see and hear can appear in front of your eyes without any logic. It is an illusion that only belongs to dreams."

Ying rubbed her temples silently, tried to accept the fact and said helplessly with her hips on her hips.

"It's almost enough. Why are these two gods able to sit together and watch a movie so calmly? No matter how you think about it, it doesn't seem to be logical at all."

"Because Elmes thinks this can happen."

She looked at the bad movie that she had forgotten most of, and said calmly.

"Except for you outsiders, anyone who will appear here is essentially derived from Elmes' self-understanding and completion, which is self-righteous and arrogant cognition. There must be a gap between me, it’s as simple as that.”

Speaking of this level, everyone finally understands the world.

Then, Yura asked the most crucial question.

"Thank you for letting me know, so——Where is Elmes's "self?"

That's their top priority.

And for this question.

Elmes smiled brightly.

“Greek milk~~(⌒▽⌒)”

"what?"

"I'm just an impression of his recent memory that is relatively clear. How could he know this kind of thing, but there are still clues. You can try to find his "self."

Suddenly they heard a new noun, and everyone once again showed puzzled eyes.

"Don't use this kind of demented eyes. It's just a very ordinary literal meaning. It's a spirit similar to instinct that has been completely controlled by self-reason. Compared with our empty impressions, they are the spirit. Something more real in the world."

After hearing this, everyone finally had a clear goal.

But when they were about to set off, they discovered a blind spot.

"Uh, how do you go about this world? Is there a map?"

Elmes smiled and snapped his fingers lightly.

"You can walk however you want, go wherever you want, as long as you determine your goal, it's the same as Doraemon's arbitrary door."

"After all, dreams don't need logic."

Noelle was puzzled hearing the inexplicable metaphor.

However, Yura complained a bit as usual, reached out her hand and tapped her partner on the head.

"Hey, don't use these completely incomprehensible nouns. Can you speak in a more popular way? Why have you always been this kind of virtue? How many times have I told you that? I really hope you can change it."

Ying frowned slightly, and looked away, her face sinking like water.

But he still said with a smile.

"Let's go, let's make a quick decision. I hope this rescue will be easier."

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Walking out of the empty room, Yura couldn't help but widen her eyes.

The corridor I saw in front of me was made up of large pieces of various metal cubes, the ceiling above was equipped with lights of appropriate intensity, and the walls were covered with all kinds of famous paintings and utensils with a very artistic atmosphere. After undergoing rigorous training since childhood, she can clearly to distinguish.

"These things...are not ordinary."

She can see that these are all masterpieces that can sell at least millions of Mora, and these priceless treasures are now randomly placed around like cabbage, squeezing the surroundings as if there are too many to fill. Space.

But it didn't affect the cruel silence in the slightest.

No matter how she looked, she couldn't feel any popularity in this area. She couldn't even find a window in this strange building, and could only scurry around like a headless chicken.

Until she passed by the end of an unknown number of turns, and saw a slightly heavy door, with three large characters written on the door plate next to it in a language similar to Liyue.

【playground】

It was an ordinary venue, and Yura wanted to observe the surroundings in a spacious place.

So at the moment when she opened the door, she didn't make any mental preparations at all.

Almost in an instant, the pungent smell of blood spread into the brain undisguisedly, and the entire venue as far as the eye could see was almost covered with red blood.

Even the experienced Yura froze for a few seconds at that moment.

It was so dazzling, so shocking, and so cruel.

People can't imagine what kind of killing happened here.

After taking a deep breath to relax her mind, Yura narrowed her eyes slightly, walked in vigilantly with the crowbar she picked up when passing by, and observed the surrounding situation quite professionally.

Such a huge amount of bleeding, but not a single corpse was seen, which is very strange no matter how you think about it.

After several vigilant observations, she found that there seemed to be some words written under several bloodstains. There were roughly 13 lines, but they were so blurry that she couldn't see them clearly.

"Why does it feel like I'm playing a detective game? Alas, this kind of thing is not my strong point."

Yura complained involuntarily, rubbed her chin softly and clicked her tongue.

"boom!!!"

"what!"

But at this moment, accompanied by a loud noise, something suddenly brushed against her right cheek at high speed, and red blood dripped gently on the ground.

But the mere skin trauma was ignored without affecting it at all, Yura quickly leaned over and turned around holding the weapon, and said in a cold voice.

"Who?"

"Don't move."

At the position where she just entered the gate, a figure walked over step by step with a black pistol pointed at her vitals.

And when she saw that face, the hostility that Yura had been preparing to unleash disappeared in an instant.

She looked at the boy with an indifferent expression in front of her in disbelief.

Although there are some differences in some directions, the general facial features can be matched, except for the black hair and black pupils which are completely different from the original blond purple pupils. Elmes, who is about eleven or twelve years old, just looked at her and spoke. Said.

"Intruder, tell me everything you know and everything about this place."