Looking at Miyako's face flushed with a flushed smile, I couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"Sure enough, has the plot still developed towards a pattern where such a hero finally finished a copy and was told that everything had just begun..."

I coughed, then slowly raised the Book of the World in my hand and said:

"Sorry, please wait."

Miyako's smile stopped abruptly, and her expression instantly turned into a innocent and serious expression like a little girl. She clasped her hands together, blinked her eyes and looked at me, and then said sweetly:

"Yeah! Please say."

What's going on with this magical expression changing speed? How hard do you practice Sichuan Opera face change on weekdays?

"I just said so much to you, but what I said was just the first layout of Blue Moon." I said slowly, "Because of Xu Feng's layout, Blue Moon's first layout was broken. However, he left other layouts."

Miyako's face showed a depressed and depressed expression. She squatted on the ground like a child, then began to draw circles on the ground with her fingers, hold her cheeks, pout, and have a gloomy face. She said heavily:

"Okay, then you tell me. To be honest, I suddenly felt something bad..."

Miyako's emotional brain circuit is no longer the level that humans can keep up in the conventional sense.

I continued:

"To deal with you, Blue Moon has prepared four sets of layouts. What he broke by Xu Feng was just the first set of layouts. You said that if anyone can solve the purpose of holding the God game, whoever can get rid of the God game is also the rule you set. And Blue Moon...he already knows this answer."

"I'm going to die! Oh no, bad bad, bad bad! No, bad, bad! No, bad! I'm going to have trouble! The biggest crisis in my life of the villain Miyako has appeared!" Miyako suddenly covered her face and jumped up from the ground like a sudden shock. She looked around, her eyes wide open, her face was full of fear, and her whole body was trembling, as if she was really a weak little cat targeted by a beast.

"Your purpose of the game of God... Actually, Blue Moon didn't really figure it out. But he gave me a reminder," I looked at Miyako, who was jumping and screaming on the ground like a wounded puppy, and said, "Actually... I should have thought of it."

Miyako suddenly yawned, lay lazily on the ground, put her cheek on her cheek, looked at me with sleepy eyes, and then said in a soft tone like a kitten;

"Well~~you~~continue~~say~~I~~heard~~and it~~"

The drunken eyes looked like a look of giving up treatment without even caring about the world.

"Can I tell a story?" I took a deep breath and said helplessly.

Miyako had closed her eyes and snored in her nose, but I knew she was not asleep, she was just pretending to be asleep. So, after searching for memory fragments in the brain Curtain, I continued to tell:

"That happened when I was very young, probably before I was in the third grade of elementary school. When I was in my apartment in my hometown, there was a little girl living upstairs."

"She is about the same age as me, but because she has been sick since she was a child, she cannot breathe in the air or bask in the sun, she never goes out and can only stay at home all the time."

"Once, I walked to the wrong floor because I bought a new magazine and accidentally walked to her house. As a result, she opened the door and saw me. At that time, she asked me what the book was in my hand. I told her that it was a new issue of "Mystery" magazine. The girl's eyes showed curious eyes. She asked me what the magazine was written. I told her that this book contains all kinds of wonderful natural phenomena in the world, such as aliens, time travelers, flying mysterious wizards, werewolf mystery, robots kill people, Qigong masters cure diseases and other interesting stories. The little girl suddenly became interested. She asked me if the aliens were.

So I began to explain to her. The more she listened, the more interested she became. Finally, I read the magazine I bought with her. It was also the first time I read the magazine I read with her. Maybe I lived in the house for a long time and had never seen the outside world. The little girl was very interested in the things in the book. She even regarded those things as real. She felt that there were really aliens, time travelers, robots, magicians, werewolf vampires, martial arts masters, and even gods and demons everywhere... It was a world full of fantasy colors. But she could never go out to appreciate the wonderfulness of the outside world."

Miyako still fell asleep deeply, closing her eyes gently, like a full little lazy cat. But I don’t know when she stopped snoring.

"... After that, when I have time, I would go to the little girl's house. At that time, I didn't even have any gender concepts, and I was even the naughty child king, and I talked to the girl completely unimpeded. For almost a year, whenever I had time, I would go to the girl's house, show her my new magazine, tell her stories about the outside world, and tell her all kinds of interesting things. Perhaps, I also like to be looked at by people with admiration."

"But later... one day, when I went to explore the alien cave with other friends, they joked that there were no aliens in this world, and they even said that I was childish..."

"Yes, isn't this a naive kind of childishness? The rise of the Internet age and dreams have been stifled. The flying saucers, wheat field circles and aliens that I admired when I was young were revealed to be just an illusion caused by fakes and blur. The videos and photos became clearer and clearer, and the mystery of the past was constantly lost. The flying sticks that I always thought were interesting were just an error caused by camera frequency. The accidental and irresponsible nature of human forms also tells us that the form of aliens growing up is

How ridiculous it is just like God that humans are just self-righteous in pushing others by themselves. The second law of thermodynamics and quantum randomness also tell us how stupid it is to travel through time. Even time may be just a tool of human beings’ own thoughts, just an illusion in linguistics… nuclear reactors hundreds of millions of years ago, human footprints hundreds of millions of years ago, and legends of ancient civilization bullets from thousands of years ago, are all regarded as jokes by evolution theory and civilization evolution theory.”

"Of course it's impossible for a magician to do so. The laws of physics are so strict that there is no error in this universe. The more I want to force science to explain magic, the more loopholes there will be."

"Where are weepwolfs? When you see the moon, you will become a wolf. When you see the moon's photos, you will not become boring. No one will believe it if you don't need to graduate from elementary school."

"Qigong Master? The conservation of energy is so ruthless and the laws of mechanics are so accurate. Where can they still have room for publicity?"

"Robot? This may be more realistic, but at least strong artificial intelligence is nowhere to be seen now. And the Gundam, which is like a human, can be blown up in pieces with just one bomber. Apart from cheating children to ask adults to buy models, it seems to have no more meaning."

"Not to mention monsters, ghosts, gods, saints. Age where nuclear bombs can destroy the world, what can they do when they come out?"

"The transparency of information kills the mystery, and the network kills dreams. This is an era without mysticism, an era without... no fantasy and dreams."

Having said this, I temporarily stopped my story.

Looking at Miyako's still sleeping face, I continued:

"I knew the truth and suddenly felt that the world was boring. I even felt...I was so stupid before. So, I don't know when, I would never read boring magazines like "Mystery", "Ultrasaurus Exploration", "Knowledge and Adventure" again...I even had no face to meet that little girl. As a person who was crushed with fantasy, I didn't want to see the expression after she knew that she had been making up stories to deceive her... Then, not long after that, I moved. I didn't say goodbye to that girl, and just like that...I left my hometown, said goodbye to the little girl, and said goodbye to a group of my childhood friends in the local area, and went to a strange place. Since then, I have never seen that little girl again. Until the day I left...I still don't know her name."

Miyako slowly opened her eyes, she rubbed the corners of her eyes and sat up cross-legged, still looking at me sleepyly, saying:

"What a boring story, I'm almost vomiting. You've said so much, what do you want to say?"

I smiled bitterly and said:

"Blue Moon once investigated the old apartment I lived in. His Book of Worlds recorded the evidence obtained by his investigation. A few months after I left the apartment, the girl died. She died of illness and death. However, until the day of her death, she still held the magazine I read with her. The content of that magazine... is the story column catalog of the magazine "The Great Talk" produced by Miyako of the ordinary world. Aliens, future world, robots, magicians, monsters... Yes, every issue of the column is right. I think this is not accidental, right, Miyako?"

I smiled bitterly and said:

"But I still want to thank you. I tried so hard to convince me of such an interesting story and kept taking care of me during my coma."

Miyako's face began to become uneasy, and she began to talk about it.

"What, what did you say?" Miyako was playing with her fingers in anxiety, her eyes swaying.

"God Game does not exist at all." I said slowly, "There is no time traveler Blue Moon, no alien Zhu Qingyun, no future human emperor method, no zombie king Xiao Chen, no monsters and Xiao Shiyilang, and no beauty world. All of this is just the story you told me in your dreams during my brain injury. Your story is well written, exciting enough, but... I'm sorry, I still don't believe it."

Miyako's breathing began to become rapid, and anger appeared on her face. She bit her lip and then suddenly burst into laughter and said:

"Have you started talking nonsense?"

"This is not nonsense." I smiled, "Only part of all the stories are real, and the others are false. That is Gao Tianfeng's memory at the beginning. Gao Tianfeng is a brain doctor. He goes to night shift to perform surgery on a person with a brain injury. That person... is me."

"Whether Zhu Qingyun, Xu Feng, or Emperor Dharma, when everyone goes to the ordinary world, they can't find me in the ordinary world. That's because at that time, I had a car accident and was lying in the hospital and receiving treatment. You removed my doctor Gao Tianfeng from the story of God Game you told from the beginning. Isn't the purpose of letting me accept a bizarre world you are about to create?"

"That's right." I laughed, "I am Azhen in your story, both Azhen in the game of God, and Azhen in the ordinary world. In reality, I had already encountered a car accident in my sophomore year. But your story only tells the story of the freshman year. At that time, I had not met you in college, nor had I participated in club activities together and wrote "Big Talk". During my brain injury, I lost my memory and I couldn't remember anything in many things, just like Xiao Shiyilang, so you want to instill the memory of the story you created in the first place, just like I instilled the impression of this world in that little girl."

Miyako suddenly burst into tears and made a fuss. She began to roar like a little girl who was hysterical and stomped her feet. Then Miyako suddenly ran to the corner of the room. She pushed open the door of the room and let the sunlight outside shine in.

I narrowed my eyes, and with the dazzling sunshine, I saw the world outside the door.

It was a world made of ruins.

"Did you see it? This is the current situation of the ordinary world! Now you still want to say that you don't believe me? The ordinary world has become a ruin!" Miyako roared.

"So that's it..." I smiled, "While I was in a coma and was treated, there was a war in the outside world, so you hid me here and kept telling your story?"

Miyako pulled up the door viciously. I looked at Miyako with a smile and said:

"Since you said that the God Game is true, then, please do a hanging technique or use magic to turn into a water ball?"

Miyako stood there angrily, looking at me with a smile, her snow-white face seemed to reveal pink because of anger.

She walked up with great strides, then suddenly raised her right hand and slapped my cheek:

"Is this comfortable??"

"It's very real." I looked at Miyako with a smile and said, "But, I still won't believe the story you told me. It's fake... it's too fake. It's fake. The story you tell is full of loopholes. The setting of the world is full of problems."

"Why are there many loopholes?" Miyezi said in a furious manner.

I took a deep breath and said:

"Why is there Gundam in the mechanical world? Isn't it just purely funny? Are you thinking that fluid mechanics is a decoration? Turning bullets? What's the principle? Is your earth's air resistance an empty shell?"

"Gundam is a special material! And it is not used for combat, it is used for detection!" Miyako stared straight. "The bullet uses multi-level detonation interlayer, and there is also gravitational shielding technology!"

"So, a bullet that is comparable to missile technology can shoot so many, killing tens of thousands of robots worth hundreds of thousands of yuan. It really doesn't matter if money is not money. With such a technology, why should we produce bullets and not directly develop nuclear bombs? The technology tree is really crooked."

"This...the future technology is developed and the production chain is strong!" Miyeko said hesitantly.

"Humans who are so poor that they can only tremble at the base of the sea have leisure to develop such production chains. They are really childish." I said with a smile.

"Bored, I won't talk to you anymore!" Miyako said angrily.

"To be honest, God's Game itself is full of loopholes." I smiled, "The contestants are domestic and foreign. How can you make everyone understand the words? Even if you install headphones for them to translate in real time, the speaking speed between foreign and domestic countries is different. Do those with the right lip poses come on?"

Miyako's face suddenly turned red, and she was so angry that her pink fists bulged. She said angrily:

"I can manipulate their thinking speed, and my body's light conduction wavelength and image can vary from person to person, okay?"

"So, how can you take a picture of you on your phone?" I said with a smile.

"Uh..." Miyako was speechless.

I smiled happily:

"Be careful, be careful, fill a loophole, and more loopholes are needed."

"Let's go on." I smiled and said slowly, "Let's talk about the electronic world. Quantum replication? Don't you know that there is an 83% upper limit for information replication in quantum replication? Don't you know that the transmission speed of human EEG signals is limited by the upper limit of the transmission speed of chemical media? No matter how fast the dreaming time is, one hour is equal to a few days, it's too fake, right? Why do spacecraft with such a shortage of energy still have to make a Doraemon to act cute? When the spacecraft accelerates, the people inside can stand without shock absorption, and their internal organs can still withstand it? It turns out that all the people inside are Saiyans? I'm too lazy to complain."

"This, this, this, that...then, that...you don't understand anyway!" Miyako said angrily. "You can't understand if you don't say it for five or ten years!"

"There is also the zombie world, which is too fake. There are millions of human diseases, some of which are genetic defects. Can you cure those diseases when you repair your zombie virus itself? If I cut a knife on an old wound, can you grow a newbie? Are the newbies as old as my other organs and limbs? If the same is true, it turns out that the zombie virus also comes with body detection and time acceleration functions, hahaha..."

Miyako was so angry that I could almost see the thick smoke rising above her head.

"Also, the world of beauty, this is the most fake. All men in the world of beauty have been destroyed. Why are they still dressed so charmingly? Without men, who can women dressed so beautifully for? Have you eaten minimalism and pragmatism?"

"That...that is a woman's nature!" Miyako's face was bloated and round.

"Okay... Then, the beauty virus can only destroy men but not male animals. If so, the male domestic animals are dead. Will humans survive by eating bamboo?"

"That's eating artificial meat!" Miyako was almost crying.

"So how does the zombie virus spread so quickly in the beauty world?" I asked, "Without animals, there are some places that cannot be visited?"

Miyako's eyes began to appear in her spinning tears.
To be continued...