"When will I next meet with the doctor?" Du Ziming asked the nurse.
"Tomorrow." The nurse took away the dishes and tableware. Wu Hui hesitated to speak. Why does it feel like treating them like the Joker from Arkham Asylum?
Are we jumping through time, or are we stuck in a fantasy? Or maybe we have always been in a spiritual space and have just arrived from one level to another?
Du Ziming: "Well, when we first enter illusions, we usually enter into these three steps: thinking, doubting, and believing. Especially for smart people, you will only truly believe in things that you have doubted and thought about, and it is true. Believe it 100%.”
Yes, that's what smart people are like. The information given to them by outsiders needs to be analyzed and verified. The results of one's own reasoning can be firmly believed.
Moreover, smart people are always suspicious. It seems that there is no problem at all, but you will think about whether there is something wrong. And if you discover the problem and solve it, you will no longer doubt it.
There is a very deep level of psychological knowledge and skills involved.
Wu Hui probably understands, but he doesn't know how to use it.
Soon the next day arrived, and the doctor came to see Wu Ziming who was tied up.
"Mr. Du Hui, I am your attending physician." He said, "Is it the murderer Du Ziming who is talking to me today, or the scientist Wu Hui?"
Du Ziming smiled and was not surprised by the amount of information in this paragraph: "This does not seem to be what a psychiatrist should do."
"Don't be ridiculous." The doctor said seriously: "A monster like you can best escape punishment by relying on mental illness. Although I still have to maintain professionalism, it does not prevent me from despising you. Do you think I am willing to come and see you every week? "
"I did a lot of bad things, so Wu Hui didn't do anything, right?" Du Ziming started to get information again without knowing anything.
Doctor: "Wu Hui... maybe he didn't do anything, but he didn't stop you either. Otherwise, how could you have developed into the leader of this criminal group? In the end, you two are the same kind of people. You both have delusions, and you both have delusions. Treat the people of this world as human beings.”
Du Ziming suddenly smiled: "You're right. But what can I do? I think I can be discharged from the hospital in about a year or two, right?"
Suddenly the doctor's expression was very ugly.
Wu Hui said that this doctor was so unprofessional. Can you think of a way to change it? What will happen if Du Ziming gets angry and this guy scribbles on the file?
But he did not stop him with words. Instead, he leaned his head back and said to the doctor: "I know you have justice in your heart, but... you must have been having a hard time recently, right? Are you so angry? I still have some people and people on my hands. Funds can be used, as long as you cooperate a little bit, I can help you solve those problems, so think about it carefully."
"Besides, based on your performance today, I can report you at any time and let you..."
Du Ziming still wanted to control the psychiatrist with words, but his body leaned forward slightly and appeared on the hospital bed.
He was wearing a brand new hospital gown with no restraints. Surrounded by wards where I had slept all day.
"Holy shit." Du Ziming cursed.
Wu Hui thought for a while: "It's probably a hint to us that everything has been a fantasy since we escaped from the hospital. The previous paragraph is what will happen a few years later if you follow your plan."
Du Ziming was silent, and after about ten seconds he said, "I'm at my wits end, come and give it a try."
"Yeah." Wu Hui knew that Du Ziming had done what he could do about this situation. If the two of them enter the gambling game at this time, Du Ziming will have five confusion points, while Wu Hui can only have three points.
Both of them began to feel confused. It's just a slightly different degree.
Du Ziming, who is unconstrained and good at whimsical ideas, has no idea. Then Wu Hui, who is good at logic and calm thinking, needs to come on stage.
The relationship between the two is clearly antagonistic, but their abilities are clearly complementary.
According to logical reasoning, Wu Hui first needs to know what this game is about. His goal is to eliminate Du Ziming and win the first place in the intelligence championship. But how can we eliminate Du Ziming?
According to what the psychiatrist said, merge the personality of Du Ziming?
It feels good, but what aspect of our intelligence is this being tested on? It seems to be more of a test of willpower, right?
He doesn't know the setting of confusion value yet. It might be different when he and Du Ziming have differences of opinion again and need to decide the outcome through a bet. At that time, the two will have more speculations about the game.
The way to distinguish fantasy from reality is very simple, Wu Hui said before. That depends on the amount of information.
Now Wu Hui wants to understand.
There is too little access to information in mental hospitals. So sooner or later you have to jailbreak. Moreover, you need to judge whether you are in an illusion or a parallel world through time and space through the amount of information you have subjectively obtained.
All human opinions are subjective. Wu Hui didn't pay any other attention. Discharge is necessary, but waiting for treatment is somewhat too slow. So he and Du Ziming ended up embarking on the same path.
Even the methods of creating a fire escape are exactly the same.
First find the information channels in this world, well, it’s a smartphone, and steal one without a lock screen. Then I found an unoccupied rental house and hid there to start looking up information to see how detailed this world was?
There must be a problem, but Wu Hui doesn't know what the problem is.
After glancing at it, it was very detailed, and one could even say that this is something from Earth. Wu Hui can also access the forum of Demon Paradise.
Look up.
Wu Hui found himself transformed into himself, sitting on the sofa at home.
"Tomorrow is the last round of the intelligence championship. Husband, are you ready?" Lu Meng asked, holding a pillow in her hand while lying next to Wu Hui.
What?
Is this an illusion again?
He pushed up his glasses and called Du Ziming instead of answering Lu Meng's words.
"Hey, there's a competition tomorrow, so why don't you call me today?" Du Ziming answered quickly: "What's the matter?"
Wu Hui hung up the phone. No matter whether the other person was acting or doing something, it meant that he couldn't ask anything. Then just hang up.
"How about it? After talking to your friends, you still don't feel that the world is more real?" The doctor looked at Wu Ziming with concern.
Another scene change? Wu Hui frowned crazily.
This illusion is much better than Du Zimingliu's. One upon another. However, with the ability of the Demon God, let alone creating illusions, it is no problem to directly create a world for you.
After returning the phone to the doctor, Wu Hui, who was still sitting on the chair in the mental hospital, tapped the temple of his glasses. Then he said: "I have lost my memory. I would like to see my medical records and treatment records, is that okay?"
"This seems good." Du Ziming commented softly. Wu Hui only felt a little headache.
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