Doomsday Wonderland Vol. 13: Sleepwalking in Dreamland

1607: Wu Yiliu Guarantees Audience Rating

Abby alone can easily subdue both Pence and Cuining.

On this point, Wu Yiliu never had any doubts; not because he had an in-depth understanding of Abby's martial abilities, but because the current situation determined it.

To control a puppet, a player can only issue commands through whispers, and this is definitely slower than directly reacting. The delayed body has already lost the initiative, and evolved abilities cannot be fully utilized. The key to brainwashing lies in the infusion of a large amount of homogeneous information repeatedly, causing a person to no longer have any of their thoughts, making the puppet self disappear, completely controlled by external forces.

But in battle, autonomy and reaction speed are crucial.

A player can command to "use evolved ability," but which one? What's the specific method? When to start? When to stop? Where to apply it? How to adapt to the situation?

After losing independent thinking, the fighting becomes a heavy, passive, sluggish, and lagging process of being beaten—perhaps after the pocket dimension ends, when all suspense is gone, the player may have further control over the puppet; now, they cannot do so.

Sure enough, he had just crouched down to check the TV when he heard a few muffled thuds, like something heavy had hit the sofa. Turning his head, he found that Abby had tied Pence's and Cuining's necks together with a blanket.

They were back-to-back, heads turned, struggling and looking a bit like live chickens in the market. Abby, following Wu Yiliu's orders, had broken their limbs, and they could only limply lie by their sides, unable to reach their necks to untie the knots.

"Did you touch that blanket?" Wu Yiliu asked, taken aback.

Abby vigorously slapped her hands, as if afraid of dust, and said, "I touched it with gloves on. Didn't you want to test and destroy these objects? I tried tearing it a few times, but it wouldn't tear."

She turned to look at the thin blanket twisted into a rope, saying, "I've forgotten how many years it's been since I felt like this... as if I'm not strong enough. I think because it's a pocket dimension item, it can't be destroyed."

Wu Yiliu nodded. It was not surprising, and he had not hoped too much in this regard; he lowered his head again, illuminating the back of the TV with a flashlight—it was okay, although it was a pocket dimension item, the necessary outlets were there, and the models seemed to match.

"What are you doing?" Abby seemed a little unwilling to stand alone beside Pence and Cuining and moved a few steps closer. No wonder, although Pence and Cuining were no longer deformed, their necks were tied together; their faces were expressionless, faces flushed in silent struggle, remaining silent and not looking human.

"Do you remember the story I told you?" Wu Yiliu replied without looking up. "You remember the fake pocket dimension in my home world, right?"

"I remember," Abby said—perhaps being immersed in the story's memory helped resist the brainwashing whispers. "So what?"

Before he could answer, the TV suddenly lit up with a "pop." Abby was startled by the renewed light and took a half step back, involuntarily exclaiming, "Huh? The cartoon figure is gone?"

"I guess the warning has passed, and it's no longer needed," Wu Yiliu said, looking at the TV screen. "So, I connected it to my video player."

"Your... what?"

A video player.

Wu Yiliu knew that right now, either he or Abby was surely enduring a whispering brainwash, and there wasn't much time for him to explain. Considering that he was the most troublesome character, the likelihood of him being brainwashed was greater. He twisted and tapped his silver ring and took out a box of DVDs, flipping one into the black DVD player on the ground.