Chapter 323 Invasion of the Brain Cell End (2/2)
After the Count of Script said that, his head suddenly changed His head turned into Sherlock Holed ”As Shakespeare says, there are a thousand Hamlets in a thousand people's eyes”
He raised his hand to point at his face ”This Mr Holmes that you saw earlier is the one in my eye”
Honestly, this scene at least from the player's perspective was quite unusual…
But the Count of Script did not find it out of place and continued ”This man is calculated, has a dark sense humor, and is alert and collected He has a facet that is childlike, butface, dark brows, black hair, an aquiline nose, and thin lips He speaks with a typical British accent, very fast and with a high pitch… and the s pipe and his staff are part of his identity”
At this point, the Count of Script's head turned back to the old e of Holmes must be different In fact, in Conan Doyle's ownHe was first a talented private investigator, but later, he became an illusion that was idolized by the passionate readers and greedy publishers Even if he was no longer as sharp as before, no one cared”
”So,” Feng Bujue said, ”every character that we've met in the experiment zone was a 'Hamlet' that you constructed after you have read the source material?”
”No, each of them has their own consciousness,” the Count of Script said, waving his hand ”I am not their creator; I am merely the creator of the world they are in Just as Moriarty, Hol Hood told you, that world has its own set of rules For certain things… even I would have some trouble should I wish to intervene”
Autu serial co that the author himself cannot control the development of the plot any is much better than those on the same level of dimension as I am” The Count of Script smiled
His answer jolted the players' hearts It was not that surprising for a character in-game to say some weird stuff, but that sentence proved that this Count of Script knew that he was just a set of data Feng Bujue, who had interacted with Anoht, Can all these high-level data beings retain memory? Then, doesn't thatthat worried Feng Bujue the most was… if these AIs really 'understood' the situation they were in, ould they do?
”But you are actually not as in control as you ful smile ”You have many questions, and I have ht understand some answers but not the others… For example… at this moment, the question that you should be most desperate to know is… how do you clear this scenario?”
The players were rendered speechless They did not kno to respond to this hidden boss; they did not even knohether the Count of Script counted as a hidden boss…
”I'll explain it in a way that you can understand and present you with a si you to an inevitable result,” the Count of Script said ”I can also give you the answer you cannot understand, but what kind of result will that lead to?
”Unfortunately, even I don't know that Only creatures with second-rate intelligence—in other words, huhly arrogant—can find the answer”
”You are the most impressive scam artist I've met in my life Please accept this bow…” While Autu, his body did half bend to bow
”Hahaha…” The Count of Script laughed ”That's h chit chat It's time for you to leave”
The wheelchair turned on its own, so he now faced Feng Bujue ”Billy wantedBujue was startled before he confirmed, ”The puppet Billy?”
”The one and the same He said, this ti the prison break,” the Count of Script said
Feng Bujue thought for few seconds before asking, ”You personally cao because of that?”
The Count of Script nodded ”Otherwise, the few of you would have had to figure out a way to materialize the keys and find the exit froers, and four distinctly shaped keys appeared before the players After a ather in the hands of the Count of Script The players naturally recognized these as the keys that they had obtained when they were in their memory space
”I've taken back my stuff” The Count of Script pointed at one of the shelves A book dropped on its own ”The backdoor of the Detective Club… is now open for you”
Then, the Count of Script shi+fted his appearance again into a white crane It flapped its wings as it flew up and echoed down in its shrill voice, ”I hope you will not return here again, humans”