Chapter 135: Weird Truth, The Self Revealed

Are the "people" outside right now all Guaishou?

Are only these guys in front of me "people" whose cognition is relatively normal?

Has humanity already... been completely wiped out? Not a single one left?

Hearing this series of information, Ding Mo could not help but reveal a dazed look, feeling as if he were listening to some Arabian Nights!

But outdoors, the damp and cold air after the rain kept brushing against his face, the real tactile sensation seemingly telling him:

Welcome to the real world!

6......

Letting out a long, long breath, Ding Mo straightened his body slightly and raised his head, saying:

"So, you want to leave here.

"But, why do you think I can help?"

Upon hearing this, A Chu, as if he had already thought of his lines, immediately spoke up:

"This is a long story. If you trust us, come with us and you'll see."

A moment later, Ding Mo brought his cart and arrived at the core area of the factory with A Chu and the others.

In front of a somewhat magnificent building.

Arriving here, the three of A Chu explained to Ding Mo who had followed them!

"This factory park was once a pharmaceutical factory, and it also undertook some biology-related business."

Walking into the building, Ding Mo first settled his parents properly, then, led by A Chu and the others, came to a room with various instruments.

There were several beds here, with all kinds of life-support equipment piled up beside them. And on the beds were 5 skin-and-bone humans!

"This is..." Ding Mo was somewhat surprised at the sight and could not help but walk closer to examine them carefully.

If they were Guaishou, they could not be controlled, and it was unlikely they would be starved to this state, so—

"Yes, these are the last few humans left in the world." A Chu looked at them with his gaze somewhat lowered, and Zheng Qingyao introduced them on his behalf:

"We captured them. We—removed their prefrontal lobes and made them sleep forever. And the reason for doing this actually has to do with the Weird Rule of this world."

"Weird Rule?" Ding Mo repeated, puzzled.

"Yes." Zheng Qingyao walked to the bedside, looking cautiously at the few on the beds.

"The weirdness of this world, which is those Guaishou in the cities now, their birth has a pattern. I won't beat around the bush and will tell you directly.

"Whenever a person disappears from everyone's sight for more than ten minutes, and no one knows their specific location, then their 'imitator' will be born and take the opportunity to blend into the crowd!

"Note, the prerequisite is everyone! Being kidnapped by robbers doesn't count, because although you are missing at this time, the robbers still know your specific location. And this condition refers to: a disappearance completely unknown to humans."

After Zheng Qingyao finished speaking, she took a breath, "This is the rule for the birth of those Guaishou, or 'imitators'. Of course, there is another implicit prerequisite, which is that an 'imitator' of a person has never been born before, but there's no need to dwell on that.

"In short, our method is to borrow this Weird Rule, utilize our special nature, combine it with the power of the Typewriter during transmission, and possess these bodies to return to the original world!

"And all you need to do is grab onto us when the Typewriter transmits you back—"

However, just as Zheng Qingyao was still rambling on, Ding Mo suddenly frowned and covered his forehead.

A piercing, brain-drilling pain struck!

"—What's wrong with you?" A Chu was the first to notice this change.

Zheng Qingyao also stopped and looked toward Ding Mo.

Yet Ding Mo did not notice them at all, instead leaning against the wall, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

Just now, as Zheng Qingyao explained the "Weird Rule," Ding Mo only felt that something in his mind had been "awakened"!

No, it should be said that it had always been awake, only that Ding Mo had never "noticed" it from beginning to end.

So, what was it?

If one had to use a word to describe it, it would be "instinct"!

But what is instinct?

In modern terms, instinct is the behavioral potential or tendency that an organism is born with, manifested as behavioral responses that do not need to be learned, such as an infant suckling or an animal following its mother.

But, if the current Ding Mo were to describe this point, he would think that "instinct" is actually the "structure" of the body itself!

Just as a "kitchen knife" is born to cut things, "poultry and beasts" are born to be slaughtered by people, and a "kettle" is born to hold water—Ding Mo felt his "instinct" as a weird entity!

The Weird Rule explained by Zheng Qingyao had triggered it, allowing Ding Mo to feel it clearly.

"So... that's it..." Gasping, Ding Mo raised his head.

But suddenly, his breathing stopped again.

Turning around, Zheng Qingyao and Gao Yue were fine, only feeling that something was wrong, but A Chu, with his powerful combat intuition, could clearly perceive that from this moment on, he could no longer feel Ding Mo's breathing!

No, it wasn't just that he couldn't feel it; it was that Ding Mo wasn't breathing at all!

He seemed to have finally understood that he did not need to breathe!

A Chu's eyes held a realization.

Had something happened to this guy just now?

And in fact, only Ding Mo understood what had happened to him at this moment. Simply put, he had awakened.

After retrieving his memories from the world of Tonghua Juchang and integrating them in Villa No. 31, Ding Mo understood that he was not a living person, but a weird entity born by a twist of fate.

No one knew what he actually was, and even he himself was not very clear; he had only thought that he could still live like a normal person.

But in reality, it was more than that—

Ding Mo suddenly stood up and walked toward the outside.

???

This action of his immediately left the three of them confused.

"Hey!" Zheng Qingyao watched him push the door and leave, and immediately chased after him.

In the dilapidated corridor, she looked at the figure at the end of the hall and called out in confusion: "Where are you going?"

Her scream echoed through the corridor.

"I," Ding Mo, paused his footsteps upon hearing this.

The realization surfaced in his mind—he now understood the strangeness of this world better than anyone, and at the same time, he understood his own abilities.

This matter must begin with his "suicide."

At that time, he died, but the Guaishou named "Ding Mo" recorded everything:

After he committed suicide, his "imitator," the corresponding fake "Ding Mo," also vanished. This triggered the subsequent "First Human Anti-Deprivation War," which I will not elaborate on further; the key is his own situation.

After he "committed suicide," the fake Ding Mo did not actually die, but instead merged with him!

That is correct, and this is precisely the reason why Ding Mo transmigrated!

After Ding Mo publicly committed suicide and died, the fake Ding Mo, due to the real Ding Mo's social death, found it logically difficult to maintain its own existence.

"Ding Mo is already dead; it is impossible for him to still be alive."

However, reality does not care about logic.

And somehow, the fake Ding Mo seemed unwilling to disappear completely, or perhaps it had no heart at all, and this was merely a coincidence.

In short, it actually merged with Ding Mo's corpse!

During the fusion, the two underwent an unknown, strange transformation, and this change connected to another similar world. In the end, he killed the "Ding Mo" of that world and usurped his Identity, becoming a living "Ding Mo"!

—In that world, "Ding Mo" had not died!

And that world-crossing was actually the first time Ding Mo came into contact with the "Curtain." This is also the reason why he is able to master its application.

Ding Mo cannot be certain if other public suicides had the same situation as him. Because the process of this change is completely random.

It is like throwing a drop of water into the ocean and then trying to predict where it will flow; it is a completely unpredictable matter.

Perhaps he is a unique existence.

The original strange Guaishou, the "imitator," would copy the original's memories, body, and everything related, and gradually replace the original.

But after the fusion, the "imitator" became the "original," and the "original" was the "imitator."

This allows Ding Mo to imitate anyone at will, and after that, change back to "himself"!

This is the reason why he can infinitely resurrect by occupying other people's bodies!

But, now he knows, this is merely the most superficial application—