The process of experimentation is not complicated.

Even so simple that Nai Tesla was a little surprised.

In fact, Naika Lague didn't know anything about how to do this until he started experimenting with Natsu's powerlessness.

But Xia couldn't say a word.

"Just do it to me as you do it to the white clothes."

Netra understood what Xia was powerless.

When he converted Bai Yi, although he had the brain in the vat, the edge of the long night, as the target, before using the brain in the vat as the target, he first had to launch the consciousness of the white clothes.

And what Xia couldn't let him do was this act of launching.

"But where to launch?" Netra Lague questioned.

After all, the outside world does not have a specific location, nor does it have a visual coordinate, and it does not even have anything but a concept in the mind.

However, Xia Wuli smiled and read out a paragraph melodiously.

"Our minds are bigger than the sky. Let's take a look at the two side by side, and our minds can easily fully accommodate this vast sky. And then, even you can. ”

"It's—that poem by Emily Dickinson!" Netra's eyes widened.

"You already knew the answer from the beginning, you once read this poem to Bai Yi, didn't you? Human beings are born with a freedom that cannot be taken away...... That is freedom of thought. Natsu stared at Naitra Lager weakly, "Now, I don't need to repeat where to launch." ”

I see.

Nejda Lag suddenly sorted out what Xia was powerless to say to him, and he also understood what was going on.

Everything is hidden in the infinite mind and subconscious of human beings.

"Since you saw that book in a dream...... That means: Netra muttered.

"You just need to send me back to my dreams."

The brain in the vat is to bring consciousness into reality.

And the flipping of the chessboard is to let reality sink into consciousness.

Netra Lague finally understood that the act of letting Bai Yi enter the edge of the long night's brain was still at the stage of the brain in a vat—because the essence of the matter had not been changed.

If you don't change the essence, you can't change anything.

Netra thought of Xia Wei's words again.

They are all living characters.

It is a world created by utopia.

Utopia, on the other hand, comes from the inherent ability of the human brain – imagination.

Everything comes from utopia, and it all returns to utopia.

So the world is not material, but conscious.

So, if you want to get to the root of this world—

You can also become conscious.

……

Xia was powerless to completely abandon reality.

His mind sank deep into his consciousness.

And there, he saw the book again.

He had already read all the contents of the book last time, and opening it again this time only added a few chapters that he had not been able to experience.

"Jinse Festival...... Race ......"

He knew all of this.

After all, before he was caught yesterday, he was still the GM of this game.

But for him now, none of that matters.

Because he is no longer a GM now.

It's the wall-breaker of this world.

His duty is to break down the fourth wall of this world.

……

The clock still shows the time at 13:42.

"So you haven't repaired this bell all along."

The Misty Believer broke away from the story that Netra had constructed, and the reality before him took shape again, and his eyes naturally fell on the clock on the wall.

Everything that has appeared before is the result of Natra Lager's embodiment of his words.

The words in these words were like a book, forcibly locking the three Misty Believers inside.

That's right, it's like this "Chessboard Flip" that locks everyone inside.

"But I'm still curious, why do your own dictated memories still serve the equivalent of a book that holds an entire Overworld?" The Misty Believer glanced around the cage where the three of them were being held, then looked at Netra Lague and asked.

"It's simple, because it's not my own dictated recollections, it's what was written in the book, 'Flipping the Chessboard,' and I'm just retelling them." Netra Lague said lightly.

"Oh? You think I'm going to believe your? The Misty Believer sneered, "I can memorize how many pages and chapters this book has, and what it contains, but I've seen a word of what you just said." ”

"So, have you seen your daily life and your diet in this book?" Netra Ge shook his head and asked rhetorically.

The Misty Believer frowned.

He didn't know what to do with it.

"It's actually quite simple...... Since this is a book, there must be [bright lines] and [dark lines]. "Like two sides of a chessboard, you've only noticed everything on the bright line, but you've never discovered anything buried in the dark line...... That is to say, you are actually only 'reading' the world, not 'observing' the world, and what you habitually call 'observing' is actually just an ordinary act of reading, no different from those who are in the outside world. ”

"...... reading?" The Misty Believer muttered.

"Ahh Netra Lague nodded, "Maybe it's because of the power outside the world and the ability to break the fourth wall, but you probably forgot one thing - you are a resident of this world." ”

"It is precisely because you are a resident of this world that many things that cannot be seen by readers and cannot be read by the outside world can be experienced by you living here, after all, what [Bright Line] can write is only a microcosm of the extremely small world."

"And the reason why I was imprisoned just now by your words...... Is it all because the words are dark lines that I haven't observed? The Misty Believers finally understood.

"That's it." As he spoke, he looked at the autumn frost moon and the bright candle with snow whose eyes were still blank, "The reason why I was able to get out of the state of falling into consciousness is because of the follow-up to those words you have spoken...... I know it all, right? ”

"For words and words only imprison the ignorant."

Netra Lague said.

Please remember that the first domain name of this book is:. Stealing incense