Chapter 297 [Seven Days of Return] Reincarnation

"Qualified to become a god and kill a god?"

This answer really shocked Gao Yi.

Of course, he had thought about what the so-called "player" meant, but the answer he heard from this [Producer] was still beyond his expectations.

"Yes, players are qualified to fight in the dungeon, seize the positions of four managers, and even become the winner of this game of becoming a god."

As if he had guessed what Gao Yi would ask, the white-haired old man walking in front did not pause and added:

"Of course, I don't know the specific method at all, after all, I am not a 'player'."

This point was confirmed by Gao Yi when they first met.

When he was next to this [Producer], he did not have the familiar inner throbbing, and there was no red and complicated tattoo on the other's wrist.

After a little thought, Gao Yi seemed to have figured out something:

"So this is why you, as the [Director's] followers, don't become 'players'? Worried that you will take his position?"

This guess is naturally reasonable. The three [Directors] that Gao Yi has met so far are not players.

The white-haired old man in front just smiled slightly, and his tone still had no emotional ups and downs:

"This is one of the reasons... But more importantly, in this drama composed of 'players', we need to stay out of it in order to make excellent works."

It must be said that this is indeed an answer that fits the style of the [director].

In fact, this also partially proves Gao Yi's previous conjecture about different types of copies and different styles.

Taking the "Holy Grail" copy as an example, the "movie" in the mouth of the [director] is not just an example or symbol.

A certain spiritual connotation and pursuit in it truly affects all copies and participants of this type.

The relationship between "audience" and "protagonist" that Gao Yi realized at the end of [Seven Days Back to the Soul] is one of them.

That being said, I have to pay more attention to the managers corresponding to the copies in the future...

While thinking at high speed in my mind, Gao Yi did not stop asking questions.

He nodded and asked the new doubts again:

"What about the [Commander]? I met a player under the [Commander] in the dungeon just now. Why do his people seem to be not shy about becoming players and entering the dungeon?"

Although the white-haired old man in front of him just pointed out a certain "smell" on Gao Yi, it does not mean that he has to be completely honest.

Using Zheng Qiyu as a shield for asking questions is a good choice.

Of course, considering the state of the pink-haired girl and the premise of facing the real boss of the dungeon alone, the metaphor of "shield" may be quite appropriate...

And the [Producer] in front did not expose Gao Yi's thoughts, and still just smiled:

"You should have heard this sentence..."

He suddenly held his chest with one hand, stretched forward with the other hand, and spoke again in a very dramatic tone:

"A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier!"

It must be said that this [Producer] looks quite ordinary, but in fact it is just an appearance.

Gao Yi felt that the followers of the [Director] did not seem to be normal people either...

Just as he was complaining in his heart, the old corridor with warm light around it had come to an end.

At this moment, the two of them were standing in front of a rusty iron door without any signs.

"Where is this?"

Gao Yi put away his fruitless observations and chose to ask directly.

"This is the main control room, and it is also the place where we control and guide the development of the copy. Before you leave, I think it is necessary to let you take another look..."

The [Producer] answered, raised his hand and pushed open the heavy iron door, showing Gao Yi the interior space.

In fact, there was nothing inside, only an endless blackness and a faint red light in the distance.

Gao Yi had seen this scene before. When he defeated the evil spirit and stood in the completely collapsed "inside world", the scene in front of him was almost like this.

To be honest, it was not a good memory.

But after a brief hesitation, Gao Yi still raised his legs and walked into the so-called "main control room".

As the red light expanded, the scene in front of him changed again.

The first thing he saw was himself, who had just finished fighting in the dark, lying on the ground gasping for breath.

Then, the scene suddenly began to move backwards.

The evil spirit stood up from the ground and lay back in the coffin.

The battle and destruction in the "inner world" disappeared, objects returned to their places, and the dead resurrected.

The scene returned to the original "outer world".

Uncle You, who was unkempt, took the elevator of the residential building with four bowls of packaged glutinous rice.

The Catholic couple Ed and his wife held their newly bought dolls, talked and laughed in the elevator, greeted him, and agreed to take care of the business next time.

Master Baiyun entered the elevator, holding the Buddhist beads and muttering to himself, and stopped and left after going up three floors.

According to him, he wanted to talk to a donor who had lost her husband.

After delivering the first meal on the 22nd floor, Uncle You looked down at the order form and decided to take the stairs to the 24th floor, which was the destination of the remaining two bowls of glutinous rice.

In the narrow stairwell, Professor Carter, who came from afar to study folklore, was writing something in his notebook.

Opposite, a girl who claims to be able to catch ghosts has exaggerated and lifelike limbs.

Although he didn't quite understand it, the professor said he had collected a lot of useful information.

Uncle Friend actually doesn't quite understand why a group of strange people he has never seen before suddenly came to this old building.

But, he doesn't care.

After all, he is just a glutinous rice fryer. Why does he think so much?

Shaking his head, Uncle Friends pushed open the door of 2442, which was ajar, and his eyes widened in shock.

The next second, he threw down the glutinous rice and rushed to save the new tenant who was about to hang himself.

Amid Uncle Friend's shouts, after a while, a circle of people gathered outside this room with an unknown meaning.

Master Baiyun and Mr. and Mrs. Ed, as well as Professor Carter and the ghost-hunting girl who were in the stairwell, all came here.

Further outside, there are more unfamiliar faces in different costumes, and they are obviously not the residents of this building.

They comforted the new tenant who wanted to commit suicide and talked about ordinary and natural family affairs.

Just when the new tenant named Qian Hao calmed down and everyone was about to disperse.

The piercing air raid sirens suddenly sounded in the sky.

When everyone walked into the corridor and cast their gaze above the patio, darkness had once again become the main color of the world.

The cycle begins again.

Or it should be said that reincarnation never ends.

[Volume 4, Soul Resurrection in Seven Days]

【over】

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