Chapter 156 True/False
In the long and narrow corridor, the man did not conceal his footsteps, and even in order to deliberately panic him, the footsteps of the people behind him became louder and louder, revealing their wanton arrogance.
Zhang Xingzhi felt a surge of anger at being looked down upon. He turned around and said to the man, "What on earth do you want to do?!"
Sun Yuancheng raised his eyebrows with a frivolous smile on his face: "I want to ask you, where do you want to go? What are you looking for?"
Zhang Xingzhi stared at Sun Yuancheng and said meaningfully, "You have already decided the outcome with your fake person so quickly."
Sun Yuancheng narrowed his eyes slightly: "It seems that you don't know whether I am a real person or a fake person."
"What..." Zhang Xingzhi was stunned for half a second, "Could it be that you..."
Sun Yuancheng smiled and said, "To be honest, I don't know what my identity is."
"How is that possible?"
"The reason why many people are trapped in the previous stage for a long time is because they are determined to fight with the fake people for the only chance of survival. The fake people finally get their lives, so they are naturally unwilling to give up. However, the real people and the fake people think in the same frequency, and their IQs are almost the same, so it is difficult to tell the winner. In the end, it's just a competition of who has better patience."
He said disdainfully: "Why do we have to form a competitive relationship with fake people?"
"You..." Zhang Xingzhi really couldn't understand Sun Yuancheng's train of thought.
"My secret to clearing the level quickly is very simple," Sun Yuancheng said with a smile, "I just need to establish a cooperative relationship with the fake person."
"No matter who gets out, there will only be one Sun Yuancheng in the world from now on. It doesn't matter if he is a real person or a fake person. When there is only one left, the fake can become real, and the real is still real. So," he paused, "if you ask me what my identity is now, I can't tell you clearly."
Zhang Xingzhi smiled: "It seems that you like to find bugs when playing games."
"Where's the bug?" Sun Yuancheng tilted his head. "The real person and the fake person are allowed to fight with weapons, but the real person and the fake person are not allowed to negotiate in a friendly manner? The real person and the fake person have a high similarity, which is that it is very easy to reach an agreement no matter what they discuss."
Zhang Xingzhi shook his head: "You don't understand, real people and fake people are always different..."
"What's the difference?" Sun Yuancheng raised his eyebrows. "There are two cores in the fake human copy. The first is the self-awareness at the spiritual level, which is the cause of all the hardships I have experienced before. The second core is the uniqueness of the body at the physical level, which determines whether the real person or the fake person survives."
"It's impossible for a person to only suffer physical pain or mental torture. These two core elements are closely connected. If a person's self-awareness is strong enough, his physical state will also change." Sun Yuancheng's eyes curved, "Am I right?"
"That's impossible." Zhang Xingzhi stared at him. "There's no way for people to completely avoid their subconscious reactions. It's impossible for you not to know your identity. You're lying to yourself, just like you can't stop yourself from imagining a pink elephant in your mind."
Sun Yuancheng walked towards him slowly, with a smile on his face: "Do you know what the criteria for the title of 'genius' are?"
Sun Yuancheng had suffered a lot because he was hailed as a "genius" and his life was on the verge of death several times. This was the first time that Zhang Xingzhi heard the word "genius" from Sun Yuancheng's mouth.
Zhang Xingzhi pursed his lips.
Sun Yuancheng smiled brightly: "If I couldn't make something that everyone thought was impossible possible, I wouldn't have been targeted like that in the first place."
Zhang Xingzhi was stunned for a while, then he praised sincerely: "Your success cannot be replicated."
Sun Yuancheng cleverly transformed the fact that "only one of the fake and real people can survive" into the role-playing that he is best at. It doesn't matter to him who lives and who dies. What matters is that in the rest of his life, the survivor must perfectly abide by the survival rules that Sun Yuancheng must follow as a human being.
He could not take off his mask until the moment of his death.
This is indeed a method of passing the level that is only suitable for Sun Yuancheng.
"Of course." Sun Yuancheng curled his lips, "Because there is only one me in the world."
Zhang Xingzhi looked at him deeply without saying anything.
Sun Yuancheng looked over and said, "I'm not here to share my success experience with you. Let's get back to the point. You should be very clear about your own identity, right?"
"After all," he said in a cold tone, "it is impossible for humans to stay young for more than ten years."
Zhang Xingzhi turned around and continued walking along the corridor. His voice floated from the front: "I don't know. I'm not a real fake person."
“But it’s not a purely real person either.”
Sun Yuancheng frowned slightly.
He understood all the little movements that humans make when they lie, but Zhang Xingzhi behaved normally. Either his lying skills were far superior to those of ordinary people, or he was telling the truth.
How could this stuck-in-the-middle situation exist?
Sun Yuancheng asked tentatively: "Then how did you escape from the Advanced Pseudo-Human Dungeon more than ten years ago?"
"Escaped?" Zhang Xingzhi laughed sarcastically, "I didn't even go in."
"How can I be associated with a fake person if I didn't go in?"
Zhang Xingzhi stopped in front of a room's door, his hand on the door's handrail. Sun Yuancheng could only see his face, which was half hidden by the light, and his eyebrows were covered by the strands of hair on his forehead.
Zhang Xingzhi sighed deeply, and slowly pressed his hand down: "Come in. You will know everything."
Sun Yuancheng did not take a step.
It is still unclear whether Zhang Xingzhi is an enemy or a friend.
To go in or not to go in?
His heart beat faster as he watched Zhang Xingzhi's figure gradually disappear inside the door.
…
Li Ziyue walked up the pure white staircase that circled infinitely upwards.
This is an airtight solitary tower with no windows on its round walls, and only an incandescent light at the very top that is too bright to look directly at.
He didn't know how long he had been walking, nor was he sure whether he could really reach the so-called top of the tower.
He just walked numbly, no longer thinking about anything.
Finally he stopped in front of a suspended door.
Li Ziyue stared at the edge of the door for a long time. At this moment, he could clearly hear his own steady and clear heartbeat. The blood was flowing in his body, and his breathing was like floating clouds in the sky, slowly rising and falling.
He felt he could guess what was behind the door, although there wasn't much evidence to prove his guess.
People's sixth sense is amazing, especially when it comes to guessing about the people around them.
“Pah.”
The mechanical lock was unlocked, making a crisp sound.
A thin ray of light shone through the crack in the door, and the white light stretched longer and wider until it covered his entire body.
Li Ziyue raised his head.
He met Bai Yu's eyes as he sat on the sofa in the office.
"You are not surprised." Bai Yu smiled and gently pushed the cup of steaming tea on the dark brown wooden table towards Li Ziyue.
Li Ziyue came in slowly, his voice calm: "You are not stingy either, and you gave me many clues throughout the process that showed that you were abnormal."
"What do you mean?" Bai Yu relaxedly placed his hands on the armrest of the sofa.
Li Ziyue sat down in front of him expressionlessly: "Let's talk about the last time we met."
"In the Pseudo-Human series, once you separate from the people around you, it is a basic operation to verify your identity the next time you meet. When I woke up, you did not raise any doubts about my identity, and even told me the location of your senior sister with trust."
Li Ziyue's eyes turned cold. "And when I asked you 'which advanced pseudo-human copy are we in', your first reaction was the order, not the type."
"How did you know about the 'first/second advanced pseudo-human copy' at that time? Wouldn't it be more normal to answer 'the copy in the white building'?"
Li Ziyue gnashed his teeth and said, "In all the previous copy reviews I have gone through, my position was always the same as that of [Li Ziyue] before. However, only in the "Advanced Pseudo-Human Copy" where I met you did I return to my original position and went through a stage of "waking up" which required some time to buffer."
"From this, we can infer that I may have already arrived in the Advanced Pseudo-Human Dungeon, but my location is somewhere else. In short, it is definitely not in the room where I took the test paper."
Li Ziyue stared at him: "Who changed my position while I was unconscious?"
Bai Yu remained noncommittal.
"Your purpose in changing my position is obvious. You want me to think that I came to the Advanced Pseudo-Human Dungeon as 'me' instead of Li Ziyue. Otherwise, if I knew that it was Li Ziyue who killed my senior sister, I would never go looking for her."
Li Ziyue laughed sarcastically: "You told me the position of the senior sister, but later you fell behind me. You did it on purpose, right?"
Bai Yu raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Li Ziyue with a smile.
Li Ziyue only felt that he was a stranger, more strange than ever before. This senior who had gone through countless difficulties with them, this senior who was once the most trusted by the senior sister, ended up...
"Bai Yu." Li Ziyue said with difficulty, "How did you die in the "Advanced Pseudo-Human Copy"? Why did you..."
"He was already a fake human six years ago before he and you entered the Advanced Fake Human Dungeon together."
The door opened again and someone walked in.
The man was as pretty as a daughter, but there was an unignorable heroic spirit between his eyebrows. He was tall and had a slightly nonchalant expression.
Sun Yuancheng lowered his eyes and looked at Bai Yu, and said thoughtfully: "The name 'Bai Yu' first appeared in the list of the top ten players in the first ranking list."
He looked at Bai Yu's face carefully, then said with a smile: "It is indeed you."
"But," Sun Yuancheng took the teacup from the tea table and poured boiling water into it, "When did you become a fake person? Or were you a fake person from the beginning?"
"From the beginning to the end, from birth."
He lazily lay on the sofa, but his eyes were still on Bai Yu.
Bai Yu was about to answer when there was another knock on the door.
“Knock, knock.”
Li Ziyue keenly felt that Sun Yuancheng's body visibly tensed up for a moment.
Bai Yu said meaningfully: "It seems that there are quite a few people who want to chat with me today."
He deliberately dragged out the word "people", and in a flash, Li Ziyue instantly understood the situation at the moment.
If he guessed correctly, the person knocking on the door should be Zhang Xingzhi.
However, it is unclear whether Zhang Xingzhi, who came at this time, is a real person or a fake one.
Hard to say.
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