Chapter 724

Mutation

Reality, a certain workshop in an unknown city.

Wang Weijin, who was lying on the experimental table, woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he lowered his gaze, slightly bowed his head, and hid his line of sight in the shadows of his face.

Soon he looked around at everything, then stood up familiarly and walked to the water maker next to the experimental table to get a glass of water, and brewed a cup of 85°C coffee.

This was his habitual action after every trial was completed. After drinking this cup of coffee, he would review the entire trial, while organizing and classifying the materials and experimental notes obtained in the trial, and continue his own research.

He did all this in an orderly manner, until his neighbor, who also belonged to 【Truth】, knocked on the thick wall of the workshop again and opened an eye from the peephole in the wall.

That was a "communication device" completed together by these two neighbors who didn't trust each other to exchange 【Truth】.

The small hole was slanted, enough to make certain ballistic weapons ineffective, and the two ends of the small hole were arranged with two pieces of explosion-proof laminated glass through the methods of the Tower of Reason, and the foolproof sealing was also enough to shield against smoke attacks from the other side.

It was just such a long and narrow small hole that became a channel for friendly exchange between the two 【Truth】 believers, and after every special trial, they would lean against their own wall and exchange academically for a while.

Of course, Wang Weijin generally exchanged academics, but the female neighbor on the opposite side, that's right, the female neighbor, seemed to always have other ideas about him.

She was always inquiring about every aspect of Wang Weijin, looking very much like she wanted to integrate into his life, but the Doctor remained unmoved.

And now, it was time for the two sides to exchange.

A charming female voice came from the other side of the wall. Even though this voice had become a bit buzzing and low after the distortion of the wall, just relying on certain tones, one could imagine how hot the lady on the opposite side must be.

Wang Weijin held the coffee and sat by the wall, knocking on the wall to signal his arrival, and new movements sounded from next door immediately.

"Drinking your 75°C coffee again? Mr. Wang, how come you are unchanging?"

Wang Weijin, with his head lowered, curled his lips slightly in a sneer, but still replied plainly: "It's 85°C, this is a reasonable temperature that takes into account both instant dissolution and cooling duration."

"I always feel that your 【Truth】 is wasted on life. Forget it, as long as you are happy. How was the trial?

Sounds full of energy, seems like you can still have a big fight. Looks like this trial wasn't difficult?"

Wang Weijin smiled again, but every time he answered the other party's questions, his tone was always unusually plain.

"Not too difficult, it was a trial of the 【Truth】 family, coincidentally arranged into Tusnat, and met that great scholar Serius who is skilled in slice experiments."

"Oh?" The voice on the opposite side was clearly full of surprise. After a pause, the other side asked again, "Serius? How is it, did you get his manuscript?"

"How could it be that simple? I couldn't even be sure if the one I saw was a slice."

The opposite side was silent, and after a while, spoke again: "I am more proficient in this. Generally speaking, those with earlier experimental times are slices, but those with later times... because they gradually awakened their own consciousness and felt they could escape the control of the main body, most can no longer be counted as slices. Do you think I'm right?"

Wang Weijin's smile faded, a hint of sarcasm rose in his eyes, and his head lowered even further.

"Right and not right."

"What, you have other insights?" The other side of the wall laughed, "Tell me, knowledge should be circulated."

"Saying it's right is because the current status of slices is mostly like this. From the whole, your judgment is not wrong.

But saying it's not right is because... some slices, even if they have their own consciousness, perhaps don't want to make any extreme moves. They just sprouted autonomous will, but they won't cause any influence or loss to normal experiments or the so-called main body."

Next door was silent again, and not long after, laughter came.

"Looks like your trial this time was very exciting, Doctor. You say, if I were also a slice, how would I choose?"

A flash of light shone in Wang Weijin's eyes, and he still said in a cold tone:

"I don't understand you, but I understand myself. If I were a slice, I would probably be the second type."

"Is that so? Then I should be the first type."

The other side of the wall laughed out loud again. Wang Weijin shook his head after hearing this laughter and said: "I should go review, still busy today."

"Wish you good luck, Doctor, I like you more and more."

Looking through the wall, a freak who was both young and old leaned in the corner, raised a withered-wood-like arm to touch his Adam's apple, then picked up a tablet, stared at Wang Weijin who was writing at his desk under the monitor, and made a creepy "he-he" gasping laugh.

"He-he... smart people, often don't die that fast."

As he spoke, this freak also glanced forward. On the floor of his laboratory, at this time, lay the corpse of a doctor wearing glasses.

The freak threw away the tablet in his hand, put a golden playing card engraved with a silent closed-eye mask into his pocket, then found an experimental record, and put half a checkmark behind a name called Wang Weijin.

"Still room for observation, not in a hurry to change.

Even if it's a consumable, it must be saved."

After finishing, he moved his body, half bloated and half withered, toward another direction of the laboratory.

And just at this time, right next door to this laboratory, Wang Weijin, who seemed to be reviewing, had a flash of light in his eyes. He slightly pulled his chair back by half, and then used his pen as a blade to cut open his scarred chest, and in that bloody chest, slowly pulled out a... mask!

That's right, 【Deception】's mask!

It was precisely because of the existence of this mask that he perfectly hid his thoughts in the confrontation just now.

As for how this mask came to be...

It's creepy to say, the Doctor didn't return directly to the resting area after the trial ended, but was pulled into the void by some mysterious power to see a 【Him】 he had never even thought of!

【Deception】!

Those eyes with flickering starlight and spiraling confusion summoned him above the void and bestowed upon him a mask without explanation.

"Interesting, your performance today is worthy of this mask."

Wang Weijin was stunned. He wanted to refuse and very "gently" stated his reason: "I... only want to approach 【Truth】."

"Pfft—"

His firmness and piety were met with a sneer. Those eyes looked at him sarcastically, indifferent to his refusal:

"You don't even know what 【Truth】 wants, yet you boast that you only want to approach Him?

Human, you don't think your fingernail-sized wisdom can deceive me, do you?"

"..." Wang Weijin shut his mouth. Seeing the god for the first time, he finally realized that this was not a place for him to bargain, nor a place for him to correct others. Cold sweat broke out instantly.

"Whether 【Truth】 is truth, I don't know, but I know that the only one under this universe who knows the truth is me.

Only if you pick up this mask is it possible to approach the true truth."

After hearing this, even though the other party was the one bearing the divine name of 【Deception】, Wang Weijin gripped the mask in his hand tightly.

"Remember, the mask is for you. If you die, don't expect the next you to receive this thing.

Get lost, you little pen-pusher, looking at you is annoying."

As he spoke, a violent wind rolled up in the void, blowing the mask into Wang Weijin's chest, and then let it fall, returning to reality.

At this moment, Wang Weijin, who had taken the mask out again, first put it into his portable space, and then frowned while dealing with the bloodstains on his body.

【Truth】 never refused the second faith of 【Deception】, could it be that 【Deception】 was telling the truth?

Approaching 【Nothingness】 and Him... is the true truth?