Vol 2 Chapter 722: Dave's World (21)

"Until just now, I only figured out one thing." Feng Buji walked slowly toward the long table. "You..." He looked at the thirteen fat people sitting side by side at the table, "...you In the envelope that you are not willing to accept, what is the 'invitation letter'?"
At this time, the thirteen people used a rather helpless and fearful look to look at the close-knit sensational brother, without saying a word.
"I can understand you all." Feng Jie went to the table and stood up with a smile. "Replace thinking, if I were you, I would reject it."
After saying this, he paused for a few seconds, then, spread his arms and made a "please" action, as if he was the owner of the dinner: "But since it has arrived, why not enjoy your last one." What about the meal?"
The fat people heard the words and looked at each other. Soon, they showed their sad look and picked up the tableware and started eating...
[Hidden mission has been completed] At this moment, the system language sounds.
Unexpectedly, I swept my eyes on the taskbar and confirmed that I was trying to participate in the "last supper". This article has been ticked.
"Oh..." He smiled. "This is right, eat slowly, eat well."
"It seems that you have seen the ‘real’.
At this time, Mr. m said.
"Oh... very embarrassed, this time, I haven’t been able to see the whole truth." Feng did not know, "I also know what happened here by the help of a certain guy." He said Turning around, facing the six npcs behind him, "and know... your identity."
When he said this, his gaze swept past the faces of the six men. But those npcs did not react, they just stood silent, as if waiting for him to continue.
"First is you..." Two seconds later, the unconscious eyes moved to the mysterious woman. "You are Dave's 'survival instinct'. You appear in the image of his mother. It is reasonable. Because in In the depths of people, they feel that they are the most trustworthy and safest, usually their own parents.
Here, I’m already using a third person to call Dave, so he can no longer care about the form of his own speech. Content, "The instructions you gave me all started on the basis of 'survival and security'. So, when I first came to this town, you let me go; and when I lost the way to leave, You tell me clearly. If you stay in town... either become a postman, or..." He turned his head and blinded the fat people, "become...they."
After saying this in one breath, I felt that I had come to Nelson and then said, "And you, Director Nelson...you are undoubtedly the symbol of 'authority and rules' in Dave's mind. Most people are aware of it. There is an image like you... When we are lazy, you will spur us. When we are tempted, you will warn us. You are like a strict teacher who abides by the rules. Ask us to be punctual, firm, frugal, and honest. ......" He paused and said again, "Now it seems... all that is printed in the workbook is the truth--"Ghost postman does not need the help and sympathy of others, everything he does is voluntary. '...obviously. He is your most proud student." He looked directly at Nelson's eyes. "It's different from 'survival instinct'. Your task is not to consider my safety, but to urge me to forge ahead. Let me become... ..."
Feng did not feel hold hold this half sentence, moved a few steps, came to the ghost postman. "...this way."
"I want to..." At this moment, the ghost postman, or... another Dave... looked at him with a happy look, "...you will soon become me."
"Yeah, you..." He smiled and nodded. "You represent 'hard work', 'high morality', 'silent pay', 'no regrets', etc... etc. You are Dave brain The most embarrassing self-image is also the goal of my test.
He said with a sigh of relief.
The various qualities you have shown before have indeed explained this very well...
he shrugged. "...people's ideal self is like this...can't see, can't catch up, can't stay. Even if it's close at hand, it's still out of reach."
This passage has not been said yet, and it is not so slow to get to the front of the shooter and Yang: "As for the two of you..." He rubbed his head and reached out and touched his back neck. "Oh... ...is it 'unrealistic fantasy' and 'adventurous spirit'?"
"You can also call it the ability to be obscenity..." Yang said with a blank expression.
The shooter took the lead: "Or beyond the self-recognition and mental state of common sense."
"I said... two..." Feng Shou stunned the eyes of the dead fish and replied, "I have deliberately euphemistically said the word "Second II". Would you please not go up with it yourself?

"Oh, don't forget, we are part of you." The shooter replied.
Yang also said: "In addition, you should also notice that... Your Secondary 2 consciousness has two manifestations, one is cold and the other is public."
"Yes, Dave's middle two consciousness has two...hey... forget it..." Feng did not want to correct them, but think about it is not his own business, so he waved his hand It ended with the nonsense of these two darts and the gods, and came to the last "person".
"Let's talk about you... Mr. M." Feng Shou looked at the chubby black man, and said, "You appear as Dave's childhood neighbor, Mr. Marvin, but I didn't use the name 'Ma Wen' directly. The reason is... you want to use the title of '' to give me hints." He walked around the other side. "After meeting, you listed a lot of things about Dave. And said the words 'I will know you from the time you can remember.' Therefore, your identity is coming out - 'memory (me touch ry)'."
"Exactly correct." Mr. M applauded the sentence.
"Only your identity is what I guessed before the 'second blink.'" I didn't pay much attention to the other's praise, and continued to preach, "Your appearance is critical..." The concept of memory, let me start, and immediately made many new inferences..."
When I heard this, I raised my mobile phone suddenly: "The phone book of this mobile phone, and the registration book of the hotel...there are four names that are exactly the same. At first, I thought it was just a coincidence, after all, the English name. Repeatability is high. But after seeing you, I think a little, I understand..." He smacked his own temple with his left index finger. "The whole town of Otaku is Dave's consciousness projection. 'The product. The names on the hotel register are all people he knows. The numbers in the phone book are all familiar numbers that he can recite. In short... everything in town , are all memory fragments."
When he came here, he suddenly thought of something and added: "Oh, yes, Enoch is one of them." He smiled. "Of course, Enoch should not be a friend of Dave, he just A Dave came to the person who just met when he took the test. Since Enoch's test cabin is just next door to Dave, Dave's brain projected this fresher impression."
Oh...
At the end of Jue's narrative, the six men began to applaud, and all of them showed a smile on their faces.
"Congratulations."
"outstanding."
"Not let me down."
"Good job."
"It's awesome, kid."
"well done."
Their praise is very earnest, but there is a sense of disappointment that cannot be said. Perhaps it is because their character is all flawed... After all, these six are only part of a person's consciousness, and they all do not have a complete personality.
"So..." When the applause stopped, the seal turned again and went to the long table. "...Next, it’s going to be the right thing."
Thirteen fat men reacted in unison, and they all began to tremble, and the food in their hands fell.
"Perfunctory, sloppy, mean, hypocritical, strong outside, arrogant, extravagant, lazy, not enterprising..." Jue brother went from one end of the long table to the other end, and said coldly in his mouth, "I even feel embarrassed because you are The mainstream consciousness of human beings..." He scratched his head and made a helpless expression. "If you turn a person's consciousness into a small town, the most inhabitants of it, you must be a group of Otaku ( Ota pants)."

As long as the conditions permit, most people are more willing to enjoy themselves than to act as a pioneer or a struggler.
He raised his arm and gestured to his side:
Okay, people still have their presence...

When I spoke, I didn’t feel that I had reached the end of the long table: "Okay, you should be on the road."
His words are like instructions that cannot be disobeyed. The voice just fell, the thirteen "fat version of Dave" neatly and quickly picked up their respective knives and cut their throats.
Their death postures are the same, all face down, planted on the table...
The bright red blood, red and white tablecloth, quickly drooled and dripped onto the marble floor, making a creaking sound.
"Oh..." Feng did not notice the dead body of a table, just a sneer.
Then he looked back at the other side of the hall and found that the six npcs standing in the distance had disappeared.
After waiting for ten seconds, Feng did not even say and said: "Is this still not a broken world view?"
At this time, there is only one living person left in this hall, but his tone...but it is not like talking to himself... (To be continued, please search for floating astronomy, the novel is better updated faster!