Chapter 1167: NO．71：DWDB－221E and Its Mount Trexys

NO．71：DWDB－221E and Its Mount Trexys

Although, without context, eating this melon feels a bit like the meaty part of an action game.

But thanks to Aomo's pieced-together information network, plus a bit of logical association, I can still roughly understand what these two are jabbering about.

To be honest, this situation isn't particularly unfamiliar.

Currently, his only two close brothers of similar age have both gotten involved in this situation.

One is David, David Martinez, who arrived in this world, as if blessed by some unseen kindness, and can still gather happily with friends and even girlfriend here.

Leaving behind a certain driver brother named Falco, at one point Aomo even thought of a certain transmigrator channel's goddamn comic meme.

Saying that, when facing an unbeatable enemy, it's better to just seal them in the yang realm, and everyone can reunite in the yin realm—this might not be a bad solution.

That driver gentleman named Falco is currently accepting this team 80, and the parties involved definitely still don't realize this.

Maybe occasionally, in the dead of night, he'll even bite a cigarette and sigh wistfully—just thinking about this possibility, not to mention Aomo, even David himself bringing it up feels awkward, and in an already uncomfortable topic, it becomes even more awkward.

And that already awkward topic is David proactively mentioning Cyberpunk: Edgerunners in chat.

Not to mention the annoyance of "the girlfriend's initial naked version being seen by many," which Aomo had to hurriedly cut off discussion of; just the original ending alone is enough to plunge David into a brief yu-yu state.

And switching to the other close brother, it's Bi Ze.

Mr. Bi Ze doesn't have any "Alien's Wonderful Adventure" works to speak of.

But he can talk about Uma Musume Pretty Derby, SSSS. GRIDMAN, SSSS. DYNAZENON, Digimon Story: Cyber Sleuth / Digital Monster Legend: Network Detective, and Arknights, which greatly astonishes Aomo about the synchronized information reserves accessible in his world.

Yes, synchronized information reserves.

Bi Ze's feeling of "all the paper people I know are gathered here!" is naturally something Aomo doesn't have.

But this isn't just because he isn't in another world, actually contacting those works, lacking the real feeling of a higher-dimensional observer looking at two-dimensional images.

More so because Aomo Lindun is a supporter of a certain creator theory—every person's world, every thing a person experiences in life, could possibly be recorded as a creation, just you might not have the chance to encounter it.

For the Holy Terra Federation, which has sustained transmigration culture for thousands of years, this theory has quite rich evidence, and it already has many supporters.

Aomo is also one of them.

Even beside Aomo, there is the most direct evidence—Xinqi Qian.

In Qian's world, there indeed exists the Ultraman series IP, which perhaps also influenced the Cuckoo Station, Not Returning Station Ultraman IP existence, but regardless, for Qian, Ultraman was once a recorded existence, a kind of paper person.

And now, she undoubtedly experienced "paper people becoming real," and she herself is also a paper person in Bi Ze's eyes.

Quite literally paper people nesting dolls.

Such cases are still many in the Holy Terra Federation.

When you think some existing beings here were originally virtual, perhaps you are also a virtual existence in someone else's eyes.

Just as in the universe of Ancient Litt, inside the electronic device called Computer, there exists a world completely different from reality.

There may be as many electronic devices as there are different worlds existing.

In that endless world, there are also endless works, and perhaps among them is your story.

A split volume, a book, an animation, a game—these all have the chance to encompass your story.

Regardless of whether it's interesting, and regardless of whether it's joyful, the composition of the above works also doesn't necessarily require you to be interesting, joyful, or grand and sweeping.

Perhaps your appearance is just some embellishment, or perhaps you are a supporting role in some story, but perhaps in derivative works, you again have the chance to become the protagonist.

No matter how, all this is possible.

Only in the works that have you, when your development trajectory suddenly deviates from that work's course, how would you then view that work?

At that time, David was precisely in a yu-yu state over the original direction of that work.

And at that time, Bi Ze was also, in a serious manner, informing Aomo of the "real" locations of those "paper people" Aomo has encountered.

Afraid that these would bring Aomo some astonishing shock.

Even if Bi Ze is extraterrestrial, he clearly knows that Aomo, this person prone to wild thoughts, is most likely to get stuck in a bull's horn.

But in fact, upon hearing those, Aomo Lindun's heart had no particular disturbance.

The reason is, of course, the aforementioned creator theory; he also doesn't feel that there exists a book in the world that can interpret his experiences, which would mean his life is entirely false, everywhere under others' control.

Such thinking is frankly irresponsible, making it seem like the recent solemnity was him being controlled into wanting solemnity.

One must face one's desires, and not make excuses for already occurred facts.

Should past gaming all-nighters ending in jail be blamed on some invisible big hand persecuting oneself?

And if you encounter the work that records you, but discover that its "story" differs from your current existence, then it's even less worth doubting.

That might be proof that your life is under your own control.

Or perhaps you haven't truly encountered the work that records your life.

Just as past horse girl names written in doujinshi are always numerous—people are that person, but events are not the same.

You certainly can't encounter a doujinshi, find its story differs from your experience, and then think you've embarked on a unique life path.

Of course, the two words "unique" in philosophical concepts have always been relative, so you indeed aren't unable to think that way.

It's just that several people in Rhodes Island are obviously arguing about that "uniqueness."

The game Arknights, brought into Rhodes Island Pharmaceutical Company by individual transmigrators, over years of company expansion and staff recruitment, has also subtly gained further popularity.

And among its characters and plot, as they advance further and are explored more, they also give some Rhodes Island staff more complex feelings.

While ordinary staff there merely feel feelings, the leaders must extract from it genuine, non-false information and intelligence.

Even if all development and the future revealed in the game show great differences, the game itself remains a reference-worthy IF line.

And Dr. Rhodes and that lady Theresa, they are largely troubled by it.

And regarding this, Trexys scoffs at it.

His disdain is not directed at the actual concerns of the two, but at the concern itself.

Living in the present, acting in the present, the current state has already come this far—why look back at a future that was vastly different from the very first choice, and thus generate resentment?

Professor Big Elder naturally finds it laughable, just as he remains unmoved even upon hearing that in the game's plot, his own self is going to die.

He is such a restrained and rational person.

If he felt that all this development was natural and inevitable, with no room for optimization in any path, he would accept it all without complaint.

Just like now, after realizing that talking about the "game" was just wasting time, he immediately turned his attention to the current project.

"Is this the card that sealed the void behemoth?"

Through the barrier, observing the card placed in the groove of the analytical instrument, Treccis instinctively looked toward the half-black, half-transparent crown floating in midair ahead.

"The Continuation of Civilization," or DWDB-221E.

The black crown is the intuitive visual impression it gives when manifested, but its essence is a vast and complete database and perception operating system, within which not only compressed text and numbers are sealed, but all digitized information.

Including memories and emotions.

In the past of the Sakaz race, this black crown was possessed only by the Demon King, who would thereby display various "miracles" and lead the Sakaz people.

It remains so to this day.

Though he is not the Demon King, he was once a candidate for the Demon King's position.

He simply chose to support his sister, who was more fit to be king than he.

This does not negate the fact that he remains a candidate; by his sister Treccisia's permission, he is allowed to inherit half of the black crown's functionality.

Data and computational power are fully open; even though he is merely a martial artist who started as a swordsmanship apprentice, his lifelong strengths lie in marching, warfare, and the political maneuvering of enduring hardship.

He can now attempt to approach the analytical ability his sister once wielded.

This is also why he is the last member of the analysis team.

It is the invincible bracer and the Jack Ultraman wearing it. (x