Chapter 332: Central City Team

"So real..."

In the east of the city, a doctor in a white coat opened his eyes slightly and looked at the bustling city street scene in front of him. With an intoxicated expression on his face, he whispered: "This is a scene that completely conforms to the light and shadow design, with real details that are visible in every detail, and... full of memories. This is the first time I have encountered such a real scene, so real that I don't want to leave here."

The two mentally ill people looked at the doctor with a worried look.

"But... this is fake after all."

The doctor changed his tone and smiled, saying: "It is certain that we have been affected in some way, but I cannot sense the source of the mental radiation around us, which means that either this person with the ability is far away from us, or..."

"... there is no person with the ability at all."

The smile on his face gradually faded, his expression became serious, and he whispered: "Is that the parasites at work? In our Central City training course, it seems that some special parasites were mentioned that can cause similar scenes, but..."

After a pause, he said frankly: "I forgot."

The eyes of the two mentally ill people suddenly became full of resentment, looking at this unreliable doctor with resentment.

"After all, it's such a thick stack of information. Which pervert can remember it?"

The doctor answered confidently, and then smiled: "Of course, it doesn't matter whether you remember it or not."

"As long as it is logical, it's enough!"

His expression gradually became serious, and his eyes narrowed. That serious expression made him look like he was not staring at the girl walking on the road, wearing cool clothes, but facing a room full of experts and professors, publishing his most proud medical discovery:

"This world is built on logic."

"Everything in the world, all beautiful things, has logic."

"If you think there is no logic, it must be because you don't understand it yet, and you haven't discovered it yet."

"Everything should be logical, and any industry should be logical, whether it is science or politics, including us doctors, whether it is physical or mental illness, we need to find the logic in it, so that we can find the source of the disease and give treatment."

"Ordinary people or things also have logic, and strange events also have logic. However, many abilities or pollution can distort and hide these logics, giving people a sense of confusion and mystery. But no matter how chaotic the scene is, it also hides its logic. It's like the scene we are seeing now is false, but there is also truth in it..."

"..."

As he spoke, his eyes looked narrow and sharp. Suddenly he took a deep breath and said to himself:

"The air is real, and the wind is real."

He squatted down and touched the ground with his five fingers: "The road is real, and the city is real."

He turned and walked to a shop next to him. He took out a sharp scalpel from his sleeve and cut it outside the shop, exposing it to the wires on the wall. Suddenly, a current made his hair slightly straight, and his body shook like a breakdance.

He took back the scalpel as if nothing had happened, and whispered: "Electricity is real."

Then he looked up at the starry sky and shook his head: "Fake."

He took out a compass and shook his head: "It's messy..."

"The most important thing is..."

Finally, he closed his eyes, and it seemed that all the pores on his body opened slightly, and whispered: "My feeling is real."

...

The team members on both sides who were wearing white and blue striped clothes for mental patients were stunned and looked at the doctor stupidly.

"Is the captain sick again?"

One of the patients whose eyes always seemed erratic whispered.

Another patient with a smiley doll mask on his face said, "Isn't this normal?"

"It's a pity that we can't beat him!"

"Otherwise, we would be the doctors and he would be the patient..."

"..."

While they were talking in low voices, the doctor had already raised his head with a fanatical look in his eyes, as if he was speaking to the city: "I don't care how many fake things there are in this place, I just need to make sure that a few points are real. Through perception, I can determine what you have that is real, and then through these data, I can infer what the real city should look like..."

As he said that, he waved to the two patients and strode forward.

He felt the oncoming wind, the imperceptible vibrations from every step he took, and the aura of every pedestrian walking towards him. He calculated all these subtle changes that were so subtle that others could not observe them at all, and then ignored the fake city in front of him, and walked forward step by step according to his own understanding.

After taking a few steps, he looked at the flat ground in front of him and smiled: "It seems that there is nothing here, but the wind around has changed, and the angle has refracted, so there should be a big pit in front of me..."

"And the width of this pit is..."

After a slight hesitation, he suddenly jumped out, stepped about two meters away, and landed steadily on the ground.

Then he continued to stride forward, ignoring the illusion in front of him.

"What a pity..."

He was still sighing with regret: "If the mission was not urgent, I really wanted to calculate all your bugs."

...

In the south of the city, Xia Chong slowly walked down from the roof of the car. On her white and tender face, even with a little baby fat, the indifferent expression seemed to be carved out of milky white ice. After her two team members came to her side, she gently jumped off the front of the car, and her skirt lifted up. Then she grabbed the arms of the two team members and walked straight to a store next to her.

"Ding Ling..."

She opened the glass door of the store, and the wind chimes swayed, which seemed very real and pleasant.

Xia Chong and the two team members walked directly into the door with physical contact, and the glass door closed behind them.

"Ka..."

The moment the glass door closed, they found that they had just entered the door and disappeared.

...

"Captain, this should be the laboratory playing tricks to slow us down."

In the north of the city, a team member frowned and looked at the burly man in black armed uniform.

Another captain had been operating the instrument for a long time and gave up: "All kinds of instruments have been seriously affected."

"If you are not surprised by the strange, the strange will be defeated."

The burly man said indifferently: "Since you can't break the magic mirror, don't break it."

In fact, he was the first one to make a decision among these people.

After he spent two seconds to make sure that he had fallen into a false city, and another three seconds to make sure that this false city was not so easy to break, he walked straight forward: "Let's continue with the mission."

"If there is really something strange attacking us, it will die earlier than us."

When he said this, his figure seemed to be distorted and refracted to a certain extent.

If you listen carefully, you will find it.

Every time he took a step, there were two footsteps.

...

...

"Single soldier, did you find anything?"

On Lu Xin's side, Chen Jing turned around and said to Lu Xin.

It can be seen that she attaches great importance to Lu Xin's opinion. After all, Lu Xin's spiritual level is recognized to be higher.

Lu Xin was also stunned for a moment before realizing what she was talking about.

After thinking about it, he smiled embarrassedly and turned to look at his sister.

In the horrified eyes of the gecko, he gently asked: "Did you find anything?"

"Shhh..."

At this time, the younger sister did not climb on the wall, but came to Lu Xin's side. She seemed to be a little irritated and pinched the screaming chicken, then raised her little face and said to Lu Xin: "These are all fake, I can see it at a glance. But I don't know where they are fake, I only know that they are alive and really exist. If they can be made into toys, it will definitely be very fun."

At the end, her eyes were slightly bright.

"Stop..."

Lu Xin stopped his sister from having the idea of ​​committing a crime, and then looked down at his own shadow.

He simply did not ask, and looked at Chen Jing with a little apology.

"I can only be sure that these are alive... or real, and can be made... anyway, they are alive."

He passed on the only information his sister found to Chen Jing.

This result certainly didn't feel very good, but it was basically within his expectations.

After all, his sister is not his mother, and she doesn't have such magical abilities.

Many times, the things my sister sees are actually the same as mine.

It's just that because my sister is special, she is more sensitive and can find some details that I can't find.

But in this city, it seems difficult to find any problems from the details.

The fake and the real are intertwined together, forming a perfect unity that is difficult to distinguish.

…

After listening to Lu Xin's words, Chen Jing also nodded gently.

After a slight pause, he looked behind him and said, "Did you find anything?"

When she started talking, Lu Xin and the gecko suddenly remembered that there was a little monster behind her who had been turned against her. At the same time, they also saw this little monster, which was trembling, and its tentacles like an octopus wrapped around Chen Jing's calves and hugged her tightly.

The only clue from it was that it was particularly scared now.

Chen Jing sighed and said, "It has never been to this city. It was transformed from another laboratory."

Then she frowned slightly and said, "We can't stay here for too long now."

"If this place is the work of the black table, then their purpose is likely to delay time."

"..."

The gecko looked at Chen Jing carefully and muttered in a low voice: "We all understand the truth, the key is how do we get out..."

Chen Jing looked at him coldly and said, "Go out."