In the northwest of the Eight Directions World, the City of Creation stands here.

In the distance is the majestic snow field, and in the vicinity is the majestic mountain city.

The city lord who created the city is the code-named player [Creation].But many people don't know that he is also one of the official systems - C.

Unlike Yan Bushi, he is the real official system.

The encounter with Qi Mou was a distant accident.

Qi Mou was still injured and walked a bit slower.

The drama was very discerning and bought new clothes for the three of them, otherwise it would be really difficult to walk with these three weird people who don't wear clothes.

bad reputation.

Yan Bushi's injury was more difficult to deal with, Qi Mou thought about it and asked, "Are you still following me?"

"I don't need to follow you." Yan Bushi said, "It's just what I want."

Qi Mou was a little surprised: "Isn't what you say and what you mean this time?"

"You think I'm a lunatic who only knows how to talk nonsense?" After being injured, Yan Bushi regained his mental health, and put his finger on Qi Mou's lips, "A lunatic will not save you, nor will he consider your wishes. "

Like getting the medicine, or feeling satisfied, Yan Bushi was finally able to speak properly.

"Anything you want." Qi Mou nodded, and then ordered Drama, "Buy him some medicine, and we'll settle the bill later."

After some emergency tossing, Qi Mou took the three of them to find Creation.

There is a theater in the city of creation, located in this modern city.

The exterior is a Rubik's cube lattice in various colors, and guests come and go.

Qi Mou walked in with ease, and found a private movie theater on the first floor.

The room is small and the screen is huge.

Click——When the door is opened, it sounds like the turning of fate.

"It's too slow...you're actually injured?" A deep male voice sounded, but no one could be seen.

Qi Mou said: "It's good to be alive, play whatever you want to play, lest you die in a while."

"Now that you're ready, let's start." Creation snapped its fingers, and a golden cursor appeared, flashing over the heads of the other three people.

Qi Mou asked again: "The rules of the game?"

"I'll create three likenesses of them, mixed with the real one. Guess which is what your real partner would do. Who goes first?"

Qi Mou glanced at the three of them: "Here comes the drama."

That's right, although the details of the drama are not clear.But Qi Mou has known Drama for the longest time among these few people, and he has seen a lot of his words and deeds.

Drama was a little surprised: "Brother, be sober, you said earlier that I would not come here. I can't even recognize it, which one is me."

Creation: "So you don't want to give me permission?"

"Here, please take it." Drama waved his hand.

"Okay, then stand behind the scenes."

The drama fades away, and the light curtain slowly lights up.

The screen is divided into four pieces, each with dramatic faces with different expressions.

Qi Mou watched intently.

The drama on the first screen is blowing a little tune and feeding the birds in the cage.

There is a garden next to it, where flowers and plants are fragrant and full of life.

Qi Mou asked, "Can I interact?"

The drama on the video seemed to have noticed him, he put on a smile, and asked, "Qi Mou, do you want to water the flowers with me?"

Qi Mou waved his hand: "Next."

It's too cold.

He directly turned off the first screen and looked at the second one.

In the second image, Drama is sitting there flipping a book, the book resting on his lap, his face expressionless, even a little serious.

The clock behind him was ticking, and he raised his head and stood by the window, looking into the distance.

Can't rule out the guy's occasional deepness.

Qi Mou looked at the third one again.

The third drama is bathing in the bathtub, soaking rose petals, happily humming an unknown nursery rhyme, which sounds like it is made up by itself, which is quite nonsensical.

Qi Mou shook his head and said, "This is not, let's carry it away."

Si Sidu smiled: "This sand sculpture has a bit of a temperament."

"He hates roses."

Qi Mou remembered.

In the fourth drama, you are putting your hands on someone's shoulders, your messy hair is slightly sideways, your waist and hands are also tightly intertwined, as if you are seductive...

He even glanced in the direction of the camera and said, "Hey, do you want a date?"

Qi Mou laughed twice: "I think this one has great potential."

"The potential of performing unspoken rules?" Si Si subconsciously wanted to shake his ears, but found that the ears were gone.

innocent.

Yan Bushi squinted his eyes: "What kind of potential is this?"

Qi Mou pointed to the second one: "It's too insulting to me, choose this one."

When in doubt, eliminate all improbable options.

Qi Mou has long felt that drama is deeper than it appears.

The drama was released, quite speechless: "What kind of monsters and ghosts have you created?"

In the eyes of others, is he like that?

Creation does not answer, but asks, "Who is next?"

Qi Mou pushed Si Si over, and Si Si looked back three times at a step, as if he was sent to the gallows.

After all who knows what images Creation might create to ruin his image?

Drama is still cursing on the sidelines.

Qi Mou no longer cared about other people's noise, and focused on the screen.

On the first screen, Si Si is reading a book. There are a lot of messy materials around him, and some have added a few transcripts. He seems to be worried about something.

Qi Mou raised his chin: "Is there something worth worrying about?"

"Yes." Si Si beckoned him to come and see.

Qi Mou took a step forward and looked at the screen.

It contains some information about 26 systems, and the style, code name and port of each system format.

"Thank you." Qi Mou remembered and turned it off.

Like an old pedant, he is still in that distress.

The second Si Si was at the ball, dancing with his female partner, then he seemed to see Qi Mou, leaned over and took his female partner's hand, kissed goodbye, turned around and walked towards Qi Mou quickly.

Qi Mou also turned it off without hesitation: "Although I know he looks like a stud, he is definitely the kind of person who doesn't have a female companion."

The drama is all laughing out loud.

The third Si Si was squatting on the side of the road, flexing his wrists.In front of him were two children, the boy with a bump on his head, apologizing to another girl.

Qi Mou nodded: "Very helpful, huh?"

Si Si looked up at him and smiled: "It's just a matter of convenience, I can't watch him bullying people like this."

Violence with violence?

While talking, Qi Mou was attracted by the person on the fourth screen.

On a stretch of coast, Sisi was picking up shells there, and he was very leisurely throwing the small fish that were in trouble in the nearby puddle back into the sea.

That's the way to go.

Qi Mou shouted: "Don't throw the fish, there are words on the back."

Si Si stopped, looked out of the screen, and even jumped into the sea, looking for the fish that didn't know where it was swimming.

"This smells familiar." Qi Mou was sure.

The persistence to believe in everything.

Si Si fluttered for a long time, his hair was wet, but he really got the fish back.

Qi Mou said again: "There are also letters on the shells, can you spell them?"

The person on the screen is about to hand out the fish and let him catch it first.

"En." Qi Mou waved his hand and said, "It's alright, don't waste coolie resources." He chose this coolie guy.

Si Si really came out from behind the curtain, holding a fish in a daze, his body was still wet.

Hey, thinking is really easy to find, cheat a scam, whichever letter is true.

"Then the last person, are you afraid of him, oh? It's a lie." The voice of creation sounded above his head.

The light curtain is in front.

Yan Bushi walked over, turned to Qi Mou, and said with a smile, "You must find out where I am."

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