Wu Hui is on this end and Du Ziming is on the other end.
Between the two ends is an endless illusion. For them, this will be a never-ending dream, a nightmare that can never be self-falsifying.
Dreams that are too real make people wonder whether they are awake for the rest of their lives.
The two of them each controlled Wu Ziming's body at one end and worked hard in the direction they expected. Du Ziming continued the work that Wu Hui had not completed before, causing the whole world to fall into confusion and collapse, and finally escaped from the endless mental hospital.
He got up from the ground, picked up his phone, and also read the rules of this game.
He is Du Ziming, and if he defeats his opponent Wu Hui and takes control of Wu Ziming's body, he will win the game.
But if you want to gain control of Wu Ziming's body, you have to find a way to get to the other side of the illusion.
Or maybe...we can eliminate Wu Hui first.
Du Ziming is currently in a corridor and can see Wu Hui at the other end of the corridor.
Just go over and deal with him first and the problem will be solved.
Ah, here's a knife.
"In what you wrote, do we have to fight to the death?" Wu Hui complained.
Before Du Ziming could speak, Ren Yin intervened first: "You don't understand, this is called falling in love and killing each other. I like to watch this the most. By the way, why don't you add more scenes between Wu Hui and me? It's best to be with Wu Hui. He loves and kills each other.”
Falling in love with each other...Wu Hui just thinks they are boring.
However, Wu Hui sometimes feels a little strange when reading what Du Ziming writes.
He suddenly asked: "Why do you have to use me as the prototype in what you write?"
"Huh? Didn't I ask you before, and did you agree?" Du Ziming threw the book to Ren Yin next to him, then looked at Wu Hui, and suddenly began to think about this issue.
"No, I mean, why is this story not based on you? Why did you write about me?" Wu Hui said, "Why did you write this story?"
Du Ziming fell into silence, then suddenly laughed after a long time: "You don't mean to say that the things in the book are true, do you? Then we are in an intelligence tournament now? Whoever gets rid of the illusion first wins?"
Wu Hui looked at him, and Ren Yin's figure next to him seemed a bit blurry.
"Ka." As the director finished: "When you look at each other, you need to be more opposite. One of you should remain completely rational and cold, and the other should maintain that indifferent smile. Do you understand?"
Actor Johnnie To raised his hand to express OK.
So the two started filming again. After filming, the actor Johnnie To invited the actor Wu Hui to dinner. But Wu Hui looked at his phone: "Well... someone asked me to go."
"Oh, who is it? Yingying who plays Dandelion or Sister Lei who plays Lu Meng?"
"...it's Bai Yun'er who plays Ren Yin." Wu Hui's actor said.
He felt something was wrong. Obviously we have known the actors for many years outside of filming, so why am I still used to calling them by their character names? Even I am used to calling myself by my character name instead of my real name.
There's something wrong. Is it true that I can't get out of the drama, or is everything in front of me false?
"It's good to be aware of the falsehood." The doctor wrote down: "It means you are about to wake up."
"Don't believe what he says! He's hypnotizing you! Wake up quickly!" A familiar female voice sounded, and Wu Hui seemed to have an impression. He opened his eyes and saw that his companions were all injured, and in front of him was the Brain Demon, a member of the evil god who was famous for his illusion abilities.
He raised his hand and swung out an ice spike.
"Hey, hey, hey, it's just a simulated dream, don't take it seriously." Dukan said, "Our Dream Church can't stand your torment like this."
Doctor: "Are you okay? Do you need to go back to rest? How about coming here today?"
"Wake up, don't be fooled by the brain demon!"
"The subject's thinking fluctuations are becoming more and more violent, and he is about to leave the dream. Please apply for an increase in the (harmony) anesthesia dose. Repeat, apply for an increase in the (harmony) anesthesia dose."
Wu Hui: "Brain
The demons and teammates are fake. I can't be the only one being hypnotized while others keep reminding me and nothing happens. "
"The Church of Dreams is fake because there is no need for the Church of Dreams to engage in such things. What they pursue is virtual reality rather than making people confused between true and false." Du Ziming's voice sounded.
"The hospital is fake." They both said at the same time.
They stood on the movie set, at both ends of the corridor, filming this scene: "No hospital can control us."
"The movie set is fake." Wu Hui and Du Ziming sat in front of and behind the table, discussing the plot back to back: "Because no one will make a live-action version of such a story. Both the technology and the selection of people are not suitable for adapting a real person."
"It's also a lie, because you, Du Ziming, don't have the patience to write so many words!" Wu Hui opened his eyes and punched the door of the training barn in front of him with all his strength. Struggled and entangled with Du Ziming who also escaped.
"The training warehouse is fake!" Du Ziming laughed wildly: "If we were ordinary people, it would be impossible for us to have such strong power after sleeping for a long time."
They were wrestling on the ground of the abandoned mental hospital. The surroundings were dark and dusty.
Wu Hui gasped and fought with Du Ziming, both sides' faces were covered with bruises: "Ha... ha... it's fake to be crazy. I won't have such a meaningless fight with you in a place like this."
"That's not necessarily true!" Du Ziming punched Wu Hui: "Aren't you happy with the punch?"
"I'm real." Wu Hui stood in the corridor and rubbed his face: "Wu Ziming is fake. This person does not exist at all, and the thoughts and memories of Du Ziming and I are incompatible. And if Du Ziming and I merge, , the others are still having fun."
"The game is real." Du Ziming stood at the other end of the corridor, picking up the knife from nowhere: "Because I am about to win."
"But your knife is fake." Wu Hui, who was stabbed to death by him, said before he died: "The person you killed was also fake."
Du Ziming suddenly realized that he and Wu Hui suddenly appeared in the black space again. The host smiled at them and said, "Welcome you two to come here for the last time."
Wu Hui's confusion value is 32, and Du Ziming's confusion value is 24.
It seems that the two of them are no longer confused because they have clearly distinguished many things.
Maybe here the talent that cannot be distinguished is stronger? If you distinguish it, it will no longer be lethal? Is it better to win or lose now? And, who can win?
Du Ziming actually won the first three games. He lost the last time on purpose, even though he had the inherent advantage of having more chips. But it is enough to show that Du Ziming's level is very strong.
"How do you bet this time?" Wu Hui's voice sounded a little hoarse. Even if he was as determined as he was, his scalp was numb from countless false memories.
Host: "The name of this bet is guessing the truth and falsehood."
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