False yet true, this is how this copy made her feel.
Putting down the vial, Sancho decided to take a risk.
"You go back with the medicine, and I'll look further afield." Sancho said to Qing Shu, who was still picking up the medicine.
Qingshu raised her head, "Farther away? How can you get there if you are injured? And there are aliens outside, you..."
Before Qing Shu could finish her words, she was interrupted by Sancho, "There's a car outside, I'll drive there. As for the alien, if I encounter it, it means I'm unlucky."
Of course, given how unlucky she was, the possibility of encountering an alien was as high as 90%.
But even so, Sancho decided to continue exploring the city.
Qingshu wanted to go with Sancho, but she was worried about Sancho, but looking at the medicine in her hands, Shengyun and the others in the hotel were still waiting for the medicine to save their lives.
"Don't worry, I won't die that easily." After saying this, Sancho walked out of the pharmacy. Qing Shu followed him dejectedly for two steps, but finally stopped.
After leaving the drugstore, Sancho looked at the not very chaotic road outside, and that strange sense of falsehood emerged again.
In a city attacked by aliens, can the streets be so empty?
With raised eyebrows, Sancho found a car without the key, started it smoothly, and drove slowly along the road.
Most of the shops on the roadside are open, and most of them are messy, but there are few blood stains.
As for the survivors mentioned on TV, Sancho didn't see any of them.
For this reason, Sancho even drove two cars into a community, but still could not find any survivors.
I randomly walked into a supermarket, and the shelves inside were as scattered as that of the drugstore. There were a lot less things in the supermarket, and it finally seemed to be more in line with the actual situation.
Passing by a store selling travel supplies, Sancho went in and got some maps.
There is indeed Ginkgo City on the map. It seems that at least this city is not fictional.
Taking the map, Sancho drove towards the border of Ginkgo City.
She was surprisingly lucky along the way, and she didn't even hit a single alien.
However, the alien did not hit it, but the ghost hit the wall.
The border on the map was clear and obvious, but no matter how hard she drove, she could never reach it.
After driving for about half an hour, the sky turned dark. Sancho finally gave up looking for the boundaries of this city and drove towards the small hotel where Qingshu and the others were staying.
It’s interesting to see a city that really exists but can’t find its borders.
As some of the thoughts in his mind became stronger, Sancho could clearly feel that his body was getting better, and the wounds on his abdomen and shoulder blades no longer hurt.
By the time the car stopped downstairs at the inn, Sancho had returned to his prime.
Qing Shu in the hotel heard the sound and went downstairs to check. When she saw the energetic Sancho, she opened her mouth in shock.
"You...how did you..."
"Why is everything healed?" Sancho continued with a smile.
Qing Shu nodded blankly.
She, the person who took care of her, knew how serious Sancho's injury was. She was already shocked by Sancho's incredibly fast recovery speed, but now in just one afternoon, he was completely intact!
After closing the car door, Sancho walked into the hotel and said, "We'll talk after we get up."
After going upstairs, Sancho first went to check the injuries of Sheng Yun and his companions. They both woke up after taking the medicine, but they were silent after knowing that another companion had died.
Because Sheng Yun and his companion were both men, Qing Shu and the others did not separate them for the convenience of care, but placed them in a twin room.
Qing Shu's three companions were also there at this time, which saved Sancho the effort of calling people over.
Seeing Sancho's energetic appearance, everyone in the room widened their eyes in shock.
Before they could ask, Sancho took the initiative and said: "This city is false, and we do not really exist in this city."
Sancho's nonsensical words made everyone confused, but Shengyun had a vague guess.
Thinking, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Please tell me more details!"
Because the technology in the plane where Shengyun and the others were located was not very advanced, they didn't even know what holography was, so Sancho had to spend a lot of time explaining it to them.
"In short, this city is actually false. You can understand that it is an illusion, and we do not really exist in this illusion. We only exist in this environment in the form of consciousness. "
To put it bluntly, this is like a copy of a large-scale holographic game. They enter this holographic game in the form of consciousness.
Everyone tried their best to understand Sancho's words, "Then where are our bodies now?" Qing Shu asked.
"If nothing else, he should still be in the hall where we entered the dungeon." Sancho touched his chin and thought of something wrong again in his mind.
Speaking of which, the word dungeon exists in the memory of the original owner, and it is also a word that has been circulated for thousands of years with the selection of the divine messenger.
So did the gods of Shengyun and his plane actually know such a fashionable word as copy a thousand years ago?
"So this is why your injuries disappeared?"
Sheng Yun's voice interrupted Sancho's thoughts. Sancho met his gaze and found that his eyes were too bright.
The others probably understood Shengyun's hope, and they all looked at Sancho expectantly.
Sancho knew what they were thinking and did not comfort them. He said bluntly: "Consciousness can deceive the body."
If your mind thinks you are dead, your body will die with it.
So their companions died in the dungeon, and most likely died in the hall where they entered the dungeon.
Seeing that they were silent, Sancho found a chair and sat down, and asked curiously: "So why on earth do you want to participate in this divine envoy selection? Is becoming an envoy really so important that you are willing to risk your lives to participate?" "
The death rate in the dungeon has always been high, and these people knew that they might die in the dungeon, but they still participated in the selection of the divine envoys without hesitation.
"It is our honor to be an envoy of God." Sheng Yun said, looking at the mark of the God of Light on his clothes.
Sancho was sure that he could hear the piety in Sheng Yun's voice, and when he looked at Qing Shu and others, they all had pious expressions on their faces.
So these people participated in this fatal selection really because of their faith.
Sancho burst out laughing. Unexpectedly, the followers of the God of Light and the God of Life were much stupider than the followers of the God of War.
The sarcasm in Sancho's laughter was obvious, so she successfully received several glares.
Bathed in this look, Sancho joked: "You believe in your gods so devoutly, but your gods are asking you to sacrifice your lives for Him. Your gods are so kind to you."
