Doomsday Wonderland Vol. 12: New Game Launch [Complete]

1520: Acting as Bait to Lure the Enemy

It turned out that the characters in the text library were divided into two types.

The first kind was specifically used for creating games and could only be used for creating games. They were abundant and inexhaustible. When written on paper, it was like novel writing, where you can write whatever you want. Some people in the games who were absorbed and textualized would become a name in a dictionary, written down automatically as a complete set—such as the name "Whit E.," which included information like "male, 1.75 meters tall," because it itself was a person.

The second kind, however, was specifically for game makers.

Words they summoned like "locust," "death," "cage," and the like were stored separately in another list along with many similar words; whatever was needed could be called forth. Unlike the first type of text, these summonable words had a quantity limit, and some words even had only one set—if you called forth "freedom" here, then others would lose the two characters for "freedom."

"Many people don't understand and think that the summoned words can only affect themselves, so why study it? Their understanding of this list is like, 'oh, there are protective words, monitoring words, that's enough.'" Master Zhang shook his head, seemingly quite regretful. "They are wrong! They still don't think deeply enough."

'Indeed, if everyone thought deeply, how could the words "power" and "authority" fall to you?'

Lin Sanjiu knew this thought was highly irreverent, and when it arose, she felt somewhat uneasy, as if she had blasphemed something—yet the strange thing was that while she felt Master Zhang was offended, she didn't care much.

Speaking of which, Yu Yuan had once judged that they couldn't summon "invincibility" and then truly become invincible. His judgment at the time was based on the idea that to prevent game makers from killing each other, there must be limitations on this positive influence on their own strength. Now it seems that the list might not contain words like "martial arts supremacy" at all.

Thinking of Yu Yuan, Lin Sanjiu's heart tightened a little.

A former comrade had become an enemy in the blink of an eye. Even if she couldn't muster the hatred for enemies as Master Zhang hoped, regret and loss were inevitable.

While she was lost in thought, Master Zhang continued to speak, and then looked at her. "Are you listening?"

"I'm listening, I'm listening."

"What did I just say?"

Lin Sanjiu fell silent, waiting for Mrs. Manas's voice. Her subconscious would catch Master Zhang's words, so she wasn't worried—but after waiting for two seconds, where Mrs. Manas's voice should have come from, there was only emptiness and silence.

Where was Mrs. Manas?

"Why aren't you paying attention?" Master Zhang said. "Do you still want to work or not? If not, you can leave and allow yourself to be killed. Let me tell you—"

'Wait, where is Mrs. Manas?'

"Before you met me, what was your state? Struggling on the brink of death! Utterly alone, dying here, and nobody would even know!"

'I... I have Mrs. Manas in my mind, right?'

Lin Sanjiu stared at Master Zhang, listening to his lengthy reprimand, slowly growing uncertain in her heart. Yu Yuan was from an opposing faction, so that didn't count; if she had always been alone, then Mrs. Manas obviously didn't exist.

Her memory of Mrs. Manas... Was it just her imagination?

"I'll repeat this one more time," Master Zhang's tone brought her attention back, "our next action plan is closely related to the second type of characters."