Chapter 194
It was so proud that it was obvious that the things on the radio must be related to it. It was obvious that it had silently kept two tricks in front of them.
The wild ghost army released outside could not have broken through the Black Tower so quickly. The source of the ghosts must be inside the Black Tower.
After a little thought, Lu Jiamu roughly guessed what was going on.
In fact, when the diary was parasitic on this child, neither he nor Yu Leng could tell whether the child was dead or had turned into a ghost.
Its parasitism is carried out quietly, and when it reappears, the parasitism is already complete.
When it cut off one of its arms in the toilet on the first floor and began to twitch and bleed, Lu Jiamu had actually begun to vaguely feel that something was wrong.
I guess the child must have died from the heavy bleeding at that time, and then turned into a ghost on the spot.
But Lu Jiamu had no other choice. As the saying goes, if the bald donkey dies, the poor monk will die. He waited for a while and didn't see anything wrong, so he didn't care too much.
In the interlaced flashing lights, the surrounding elevators lit up with green light at the same time. Almost all the elevators had started running from bottom to top. Lu Jiamu couldn't be sure if there were any infected people mixed in.
There must be some of them who will go to the fourth and fifth floors to obtain equipment. In this case, the diary dares to be so rampant. I'm afraid the worst has happened.
The neck of the diary was still as sticky as a raw lamb rib, and it couldn't be cut off without being pulled apart. The ghost itself was crawling around on the ground, and it was impossible to cut it off completely with just two daggers.
As the diary started to pretend to groan again, Lu Jiamu stepped on its chest and began to pull its head out with all his strength, but the effect was still limited.
Yu Leng was still controlled by Diary from time to time, and the two of them were trying their best to fight against each other. When Yu Leng was not conscious, his movements were chaotic and he stabbed himself with the knife. When he was conscious, he cut Diary's neck, as if he was fighting with himself.
If a ghost really comes up in the elevator, the situation will become very tricky.
It would be too late if they didn't leave now. Lu Jiamu was afraid that something might happen to Yu Leng at this time, so he immediately gave up pulling out the head of the diary. He kicked the diary's knee hard so that it could not stand up at all, then pulled Yu Leng up and quickly backed away from the diary.
"Go!"
The diary was hurt and a little angry, and began to shout again: "Since death is inevitable, why do you want to escape? I see that all the worlds are being destroyed. Your behavior of surviving now is meaningless!
If you become a ghost in advance, you won’t have to be afraid of ghosts anymore! The sooner you become a ghost, the stronger you will be, and your fear will be reduced by at least half.”
The whole thing looks upside down.
Lu Jiamu wanted to live a few more years and didn't want to take this shortcut so soon and become as crazy as it was.
Yu Leng suddenly became more conscious and asked, "What should I do now?"
The broadcast in the black tower continued: "All non-combatants, please evacuate to the higher floors as soon as possible. All combatants who have been notified, please report to the second and third floors as soon as possible to prevent the sudden disaster from spreading."
"Dear residents of the Black Tower, please do not be overly nervous or anxious. The first floor passage will be reopened after the disaster ends. Please try to avoid danger as soon as possible, protect your personal and property safety, and increase your chances of survival."
Lu Jiamu ignored the diary and told Yu Leng to quickly get the special items with strong offensive power, while he trotted to open the elevator.
The diary said viciously, "You can't get away."
Hearing that it meant to take him upstairs later, Lu Jiamu felt more reassured. He dragged Yu Leng into the elevator and pressed the button for the highest floor.
Before, Yu Leng’s understanding of the world was all from what the old man said, and he didn’t know about the new ideas put forward in the diary during private chats.
Taking advantage of the elevator going up, Lu Jiamu briefly explained it to him, and then said firmly: "No matter what the principle is, what kind of device it is, our goal today is to destroy it. Everyone here must stay here."
From the old man's indifference to other worlds when he talked about their "immigration plan" before, Lu Jiamu already understood that when the barriers between parallel worlds were lost and they could contact each other, they would begin to abide by some kind of dark forest law and go their separate ways. But in order to relax the diary's vigilance, he never expressed this idea before.
But now it is no longer a complicated ethical issue like the double-track train issue.
Now it's a simple question of what you would do if an overloaded train full of people hit your mother.
Lu Jiamu chose to blow up the train in advance.
Since they were born here, they should rot here.
Yu Leng digested the information for a while. He was not a saint, so he naturally had the same idea as Lu Jiamu.
When the two reached the top floor, many people from other floors had already come up, all in a hurry. The scene was a little chaotic, and not many people paid much attention to their situation.
Lu Jiamu walked down the elevator holding the special item, and his pupils shrank as he looked at the scene below.
Yu Leng glanced outside and opened his mouth in shock.
The black tower has a total of twenty floors, but the last three floors are not clearly defined by top and bottom. Instead, they are made up of layers of interlaced metal corridors woven in the air to form two large nets that extend in all directions.
Under their feet was a huge brain that was constantly beating on its surface, covering an entire floor of space. Every time it beat, it seemed to enter a state of illusion, but would soon come back, constantly adjusting its own channel, flickering like a breathing night light.
It looks like it is full of energy and eager to try, and very restless.
All the researchers' attention was focused on it and the pipes running through it, like a group of industrious little bees feeding this brain.
Lu Jiamu realized that the so-called discovery and research of the Black Tower might not be some kind of mechanical device, but this huge anomaly and a larger containment and life-support device attached to this huge anomaly.
This containment device is like a train, and it is the horse tied to the front of the train. As long as the passengers act as its eyes and give it a correct coordinate, it will rush out of this world with the entire black tower and all the passengers.
Lu Jiamu didn't know where this huge brain came from, or what state it was in. Was it just a simple brain when it was born into this world, or was it transformed into this by someone? But looking at it gave him a very strange feeling.
The abilities it possesses seem to be very similar to Lu Jiamu's, they are of the same type, but it has developed this ability to the extreme.
Lu Jiamu can put himself and the items around him into a special state to avoid enemy attacks.
And it is not impossible that this brain can bring all the things attached to it into a special state at once, and then after a little while, bring them directly into the next world.
Lu Jiamu didn't know if this was the price to pay for pursuing abnormal abilities to the extreme in this strange world, and now he didn't have time to think about it carefully.
Because he knew that the ghost created by the diary ghost was about to come up.
Although the diary never explicitly stated that it knew what was on the top floor of the Black Tower, it always referred to it as a "device" to be snatched away.
But it firmly believed in such a magical thing. Combined with what it had said before, that it had played a round of games, and that they started from the same world, and the worlds they passed through were likely to be the same. Lu Jiamu suspected that it might have already had an idea about this, and might even have seen this thing with its own eyes before.
This is a suspected living containment, a huge brain. The diary was a psychic when he was alive, and after death he became a ghost and still has the same ability. It can definitely communicate with this containment, and it is also a dead liar with a eloquent tongue.
Lu Jiamu vaguely guessed why Diary had the confidence to confront him directly in this round and really wanted him to die, but seemed to be waiting for something and hesitated to take action, jumping back and forth repeatedly, as if she valued him very much and was reluctant to let him die.
It wanted to come up and take a look at the containment first. If everything was as it expected, it would wait until it had control of the containment before coming up to kill Lu Jiamu.
If things change, it will just give in and continue to tell lies to Lu Jiamu until it tricks Lu Jiamu into starting the next journey through the Wheel of Time and Space.
The diary cannot be allowed to have too much contact with the monster under your feet, one of them must be eliminated immediately.
Many elevators were still going up and down frequently. When one of them reached the top floor and opened its door with a ding, a smell of blood spread out.
The several crushed corpses and the dim figure standing nearby immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.
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