Zhan Jingyi, Zhulong, and Luo Jia, through the details along the way, basically determined that the building should be Qingshiya's secret laboratory, and the speed also accelerated a lot.
As they were traveling quickly, they all remained vigilant, and everyone always held a gun in their hand.
At this time, night had completely fallen.
As we entered Midtown, we saw many townspeople on the road, but as we got closer to the building, there were very few people around. Slowly, it seemed as if the whole town fell into a special kind of silence.
The silence was so disturbing that everyone seemed to be able to hear their own heartbeats.
Gradually, as they continued to move forward and went deeper into the central city, they met more and more pedestrians on the road.
Moreover, due to the increasing number of pedestrians, this town is no longer as lifeless as it was before.
As they walked further, Zhan Jingyi and others saw large supermarkets, crowded restaurants, colorful bars, and exquisitely decorated coffee shops appearing on the roadside.
There were men walking in a hurry, beautiful women standing on the roadside carrying small bags, and primary school students crossing the road in groups carrying thick schoolbags.
In the night, lights were on, and neon lights of various colors on both sides of the road weaved into a dizzying color.
Zhan Jingyi and the others suddenly discovered that at some point they seemed to have arrived in a bustling city with bustling crowds everywhere. This was different from the economic depression in the small town they had learned about before.
"There seems to be something wrong..."
Suddenly, Zhan Jingyi, who was walking at the front, raised his hand, and Zhulong and Luo Jia behind them quickly stopped.
The three of them looked at each other, seemingly seeing the surprised and strange expressions on each other's faces.
Zhan Jingyi's pupils shrank slightly, and he carefully looked around and said, "Why is this place so prosperous? Is this still Qingyang Town? Why does it look like we have traveled through time?"
"It's not just the people that are strange here..."
Zhulong breathed a sigh of relief, looked around and said, "The clothes these people are wearing are not modern. It seems like they were dressed twenty years ago."
Zhan Jingyi could feel that both Zhulong and Luo Jia were a little nervous at this time.
Recalling it carefully, he also understood.
After the three of them saw this busy street, it actually took them a few seconds to react.
The first impression is that it feels very normal. I accept the normality of this situation very naturally and try to integrate into it.
It even feels like returning to Spring City.
If it weren't for the fact that there were three of them who could remind each other, they might not have been able to react until now.
At this moment, reality and falsehood connect so naturally that it is difficult for people to find the problem.
…
Standing there, Zhan Jingyi closed his eyes, turned on his mental vision, and then opened them.
Looking around, I saw that the bustling scene was still there, with cars and horses passing by, pedestrians talking and laughing, and passing by them like water.
Even during this period, someone gently touched Zhan Jingyi's shoulder, and the touch was real. They were as if they were real people, and there was nothing unusual at all.
Zhan Jingyi and the other three looked at each other, and they all saw a hint of curiosity in each other's eyes.
This was originally a small town on the verge of decline. At night, the residents of the town were usually used to going to bed early, but now it suddenly became busy with traffic, people coming and going, and it was prosperous.
Pedestrians passed by the three of them like a tide. In the department store not far away, the lights were bright, and there were people choosing their favorite products in the store.
There were children laughing and chasing each other on the street, and in the cold drink shop on the roadside, people were choosing different flavors of ice cream.
On a tall building in the distance, a product advertisement was being played on a tall LED screen. At this time, a sexy and charming blonde girl was applying lipstick to her bright and plump red lips.
Then, she pursed her sexy lips at the passers-by, bright and passionate.
…
"Psychic radiation detectors indicate that we are exposed to intense psychic radiation."
Luo Jia smashed the lollipop, looked down at his watch, frowned slightly, and looked at the lively street: "But I didn't feel anything unusual. Everything here looked normal. There were no obvious abnormalities." flaw."
Zhulong took a deep breath, clenched the gun in his hand, and said: "All the details here are so real. If this is fake, then these details are too realistic. There was a girl walking past me just now. Next to me, the shirt is still translucent, and everything underneath is printed..."
"There are also a few women who look like ladies in gorgeous clothes. They are carrying famous brand bags, but the English logo of the bag has an extra letter...the fake ones are so real."
"Hiss... I can even smell the sweet and alluring perfume on their bodies..."
"Holy crap, how could such a real illusion be fake? Who is so boring, and who can be so real?"
Listening to Zhulong's muttering, Zhan Jingyi and Luo Jia couldn't help but glance at him, especially Luo Jia, whose eyes revealed the subtext that you are a gangster.
At first glance, these words are not spoken by a serious person, but they are rough and unreasonable. Although these words do not sound very serious, they also prove that this illusion mirror is extremely real?
Seeing that Luo Jia and Zhu Long had expressed their opinions respectively, Zhan Jingyi thought that as the captain, he should express something, carefully observed the surroundings, and said calmly: "What I am sure of is that there are no mental monsters here. "
Zhulong and Luo Jia turned to look at him at the same time. Compared to Zhu Long, Luo Jia was more surprised. After all, it was her first time to partner with Zhan Jingyi and she didn't know that he could directly see the spiritual monster.
Because Zhulong had already partnered with Zhan Jingyi, he believed in Zhan Jingyi more, but because of this, his face looked a little ugly.
In fact, the three of them knew very clearly that this bustling street with people coming and going must be fake.
However, no matter how you look at it, these various people around you are all very alive and have their own lives and lives.
This is where the problem arises.
If they can't find the problem, how can they prove it's fake?
How to solve the problem here?
Do you want to continue shopping?
…
"It should be certain that we should have been mentally contaminated by now."
Zhan Jingyi looked at the surrounding environment and spoke slowly: "As for how I was polluted, I don't know yet, but one of the characteristics of mental pollution is that everything around you will be abnormally distorted. , it is impossible to distinguish true from false by sight alone.”
Hearing this, Zhulong and Luo Jia also exhaled softly and nodded in approval.
At this time, Zhan Jingyi suddenly remembered something and said, "Do you think this could be caused by a spiritually mutated magic weapon?"
One sentence made Zhulong and Luojia's nerves tense slightly.
If this is really caused by a mental mutation magic tool, then the capabilities of this magic tool are beyond imagination.
Falseness represents the unknown reality. Their vision was filled with this false street scene, as if they were completely blindfolded. This gave them a feeling of difficulty.
"There are two ways, one is to keep moving forward, the other is to completely eliminate them..."
Luo Jia was silent for a while, then whispered: "Captain, what should we do?"
Zhulong also turned to look at Zhan Jingyi.
Seeing both of them looking at him, Zhan Jingyi has two heads. It is his first time to take the lead and lead a team. Now there is no Li Wanting or Ai Ai around, so what should we do now?
"Ask more questions when something happens."
Zhan Jingyi glanced around with a solemn expression, then pressed the headset with his right hand and called: "Team Six is calling the headquarters, can you hear me?"
But... I called twice in a row, but got no reply. There was only rustling in the channel.
It seemed that the team's signal had been blocked when they appeared in this bustling street.
Zhan Jingyi put down his hands in annoyance, looked at everything in front of him, took a deep breath, and cheered up. As the captain of this team, he couldn't be called captain for nothing.
"I'm afraid it won't work if we continue to move forward."
Zhan Jingyi shook his head slightly and said: "Under the unknown circumstances, maybe everyone on this street is a mentally contaminated person. Maybe they have weapons hidden under their clothes or in their bags. Maybe they have weapons hidden under their clothes or in their bags." The living people we see at this time are essentially monsters, or in other words, they have picked up their guns and pointed them at us, but what we see is that they are smiling at us..."
Zhulong nodded, but remained silent for a moment, his face became more serious, and he said: "Captain, can we try to solve it by attacking?"
Zhan Jingyi glanced at the surrounding area with the corner of his eyes, frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then shook his head slightly.
"As we see, if everything we see now is false, then when we kill these people..."
"How can we ensure that we are not killing real ordinary people?"
Zhulong and Luojia were startled when they heard this, and then they tightened their mouths and stopped talking.
Zhulong and the others understood what Zhan Jingyi meant. They all still remembered that when they entered the city just now, they saw a real town, and in this town, there were 200,000 townspeople living.
If they are now controlled by illusions and start killing people desperately, then it is very likely that after they kill all the people they see in front of them, they suddenly wake up and see the corpses of ordinary people everywhere. .
If true, so many innocent people were killed.
As serious people, one can imagine the psychological pressure they endure.
so……
Now how to do?
How can we solve the current dilemma and get out of this different bustling street?
