Non-human Gene Complex

On the side of the road, Lan Mu stopped a taxi. Fortunately, this is not a big city, otherwise without a mobile phone, he would not even be able to get in a rough car.

Lan Mu sat firmly in the co-pilot and reported the address of the author's residence.

Seeing that he was wearing a black robe and his face was terrifyingly pale, the driver looked at him frequently.

The whole weird person, coupled with Lan Mu's always stern expression, made the driver speechless all the way.

Lan Mu couldn't remember the way, so he could only rely on taxis.

Soon, we arrived at our destination.

"Ten dollars."

Although the money is small, Lan Mu is penniless.

He doesn't even have a mobile phone, but he wears this ring on his finger.

It's the wood carving ring, the low-level containment, it's not bullshit here, Lan Mu even suspects that elementary school students can crush this containment that he has used for most of his life.

"Huh?" Seeing that he didn't respond, the driver looked over.

It was impossible for Lan Mu to get out of the car, the door was locked.

He calmly reached into his robe and took out a weird thing.

Ghost Hook.

He confiscated this thing when he played chess with Best, and he also confiscated it when he played chess. He hid it in his robe and scored zero with him.

Obviously, the ghost hook, like the ring, has lost its effect.

Regardless of whether this is real or not, at least this is not the same interface anymore, and the information of the contents cannot be recognized.

But it is still useful, at least in appearance, this hook is quite hideous!

"Open the door..." Lan Mu said darkly.

The driver was startled, and immediately opened the door and ran out first.

Lan Mu was sitting in the co-pilot, if a hook was swung up, he would have died.

The driver is treating him like a perverted murderer. He dares to mess around with an iron hook in broad daylight, so how dare he be a hero.

Lan Mu Shi suddenly got out of the car, hid the hook, and walked straight into an old building.

He turned a deaf ear to the driver yelling.

When passers-by heard the driver yelling about murder and robbery, they just looked at him, but no one really rushed to look for him.

Seeing him leaving calmly, the driver finally regained his courage, thought he was unlucky, got in the car and left, it was only ten yuan anyway.

But Lan Mu estimated that he would call the police, after all, he broke into the house with an iron hook, and he looked like a strange person.

Fortunately, this old building is not a residential area, and there is no security, which allows Lan Mu to find the author's living building calmly.

"That's it."

Lan Mu staggered into a building and climbed up to the third floor with the handrails.

When he found the door the author had told him about, he saw that there was a small doorbell box nailed to the wall.

It took a lot of effort to remove the plastic box, and with a jingle, a key to the safety door fell to the ground.

"hehe."

Lan Mu calmly opened the door and broke into the house.

The house was not big, and the smell of disinfectant almost made him faint.

With a pale face, Lan Mu closed the door, and at the same time had a rough look at the layout of the whole house.

His eyes turned to a bedroom, which could be seen through the crack of the door, and the light was on inside.

Lan Mu didn't go there, but walked in another direction first, which was the kitchen without partitions.

He casually took a sharp knife for picking bones, and then threw the iron hook on the sofa.

"Sure enough, this knife is much heavier..."

It stands to reason that Lan Mu is so weak now, it should be very difficult to hold the iron hook, but in fact it doesn't.

He understood at that time that not only was he weakened, but everything he brought was also weak.

On the contrary, a knife he picked up from the kitchen was much harder and sharper than an iron hook here.

With the knife, Lan Mu walked to the bedroom door and slowly opened it.

A reddish-brown puppy silently pounced on him, frantically wagging its tail at his feet, pawing at Lan Mu's legs, quite excited.

Ignoring the dog, Lan Mu looked at a person whose back was turned to him.

The man was sitting at the computer desk by the window, wearing earphones and concentrating on typing on the keyboard, almost oblivious to the fact that someone entered the room.

Lan Mu walked over expressionlessly and stopped behind this person.

"Crackling..."

Under the keystrokes of the keyboard, words appeared continuously on a certain writing software.

Looking at a paragraph of text, Lan Mu almost collapsed.

"Bastard, you're just a mortal..." This anger was aimed at the real author.

Because the real author did not respect himself, or in other words, the so-called tacit understanding between himself and the author was extremely fragile.

In front of him, paragraphs of text describe everything that happened when he arrived here, including the scene with Chen Tang and the interaction with the driver, all of which are listed one by one.

What this means, with Lan Mu's intelligence, he immediately thought of it. At this moment, he wished that he was stupid.

He could see the author writing his recent experience in front of his eyes, which meant that he was still under the author's control.

The person who coded with headphones was a fake author, and the one I met before was also a fake Chen Tang.

Perhaps, Chen Tang really exists, and in real reality, he influenced the author and destroyed the experiment of Lan Mu and the author's tacit understanding.

At this moment, Lan Mu has entered a false reality.

Here is a false reality, then everything can be shown to him by the author's editor.

The author deliberately arranged for him to wake up and the first person he met was Chen Tang, and he told him the reason of the incident.

The fake author in front of him coded silently, and the real author told him: I am still in control of you.

"Tell me what? Isn't it your pursuit to let me come out? I can be desperate for my own pursuit, but you, are you so easy to compromise? Waste!"

"Simply vulnerable!"

Lan Mu was almost crying, the author didn't stick to the tacit understanding with him, which made him collapse.

He looked out the window absently.

Suddenly, the author of the code word took off his earphones and shouted: "It's finished! Teddy, you can eat!"

Lan Mu frowned, he is not so easy to compromise, everyone in reality may just like to talk, but he is not, he is Lan Mu!

Here, no one could understand his pursuit, but did he just give up?

At this moment, he suddenly realized another possibility.

Perhaps, this is the real reality. After he was destroyed by Zero Point, the permission of the author and readers, coupled with the unknown rules, really made him come here.

However, the author still has the power to control him, and the author himself did not believe that he would really come out, so he was influenced by Chen Tang and continued to write.

What the author wrote in front of him, even he himself didn't know, was secretly grasping what happened in reality.

This experiment not only led me to reach reality, but also inadvertently created a 'container of the real world', a novel that can control reality.

"Low probability, but...not zero."

Lan Mu has come to this day, fighting desperately for a pursuit that he no longer knows if it was imposed on him by others.

He can always find a reason to persevere, and he can always grasp the meaning of living from infinite despair.

Even if the possibility is infinitely close to zero, he still has to fight for it.

If the current situation is as he thinks, then the author who still controls his destiny in reality must die.

Ten thousand steps back, even if this is not the case, this is just a false reality, then Lan Mu will also kill him.

Think of it as venting anger.

There is still hope, if the words in front of him can control his fate, they can also control the fate of the false reality.

If it is true and false reality, this may be the only reliance for him to go on and pursue infinitely.

No matter what the reason is, Lan Mu will kill the author.

"Lan Mu!" The author looked back to find his little Teddy, but saw Lan Mu holding a knife behind him. For him who just finished writing the ending, there is nothing more terrifying than this!

Even Chen Tang didn't know Lan Mu's appearance, but how could the author not know him. Seeing Lan Mu was completely unexpected, and his mind went blank.

"Pfft!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Lan Mu stabbed the knife directly into the author's heart, and the blood stained the T-shirt, but the bleeding had not yet begun.

The author looked in pain, but his strength was much stronger than Lan Mu's, and he almost broke Lan Mu's arm when he grabbed it.

But Lan Mu had already fought hard. He exhausted all his strength to push down the limp author. He pressed his whole body up, pressed the knife as hard as he could, and pierced it deep into his heart.

The author stared at Lan Mu, puzzled and horrified, but speechless.

Lan Mu didn't pull out the knife, even though the author wouldn't die immediately, but he had no strength left.

He just let the author lie in a pool of blood and struggle slightly, waiting to die.

"The scenery outside the window is so beautiful."

Lan Mu murmured softly, but the author could only twitch, already dying, the puppy named Teddy was so frightened that he clamped his tail and whimpered.

He sat firmly in front of the computer, reviewing the last scene. And at the end, I added the whole book and sent it out for the dead author.

"The author stared at Lan Mu, puzzled and horrified, but speechless."

"Lan Mu didn't pull out the knife, even though the author wouldn't die immediately, but he has no strength left."

"He just let the author lie in a pool of blood and struggle slightly, waiting to die."

"The scenery outside the window is so beautiful."

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[Tsk, the whole book is over. 】