On the side of the road, Lan Mu stopped a taxi. Fortunately, this is not a big city, otherwise he would not even get on a rough car without a cell phone.

Lan Mu sat steadily in the co-pilot and reported the address of the author's residence.

Seeing that he was wearing a black robe and his face was terrible pale, the driver looked at him frequently.

The whole weird man, coupled with Lan Mu's always stern expression, made the driver speechless all the way.

Lan Mu couldn't remember the road anymore and could only rely on a taxi.

Soon, we arrived at the destination.

"Ten yuan."

Although there is little money, Lan Mu is penniless.

I don't even have a cell phone, but I have this ring on my fingers.

It is the wood carved ring and the shelter with a low interface. Nothing is bullshit here. Lan Mu even suspects that the primary school student can crush this shelter that he has used for most of his life.

"Hmm?" The driver saw that he didn't respond and looked over.

Lan Mu couldn't get out of the car, the door was locked.

He calmly reached into his robe and took out something weird.

Netherworld iron hook.

When he played with Best, he did not take it away. Later, he confiscated the chess and hid it in his robe and went to midnight with him.

Obviously, the Netherworld Iron Hook, like a ring, has lost its function.

Regardless of whether this is true or not, at least this is not the same interface anymore, and the information about the containment is impossible to be recognized.

But it is still useful, at least it is very beautiful, this hook is quite hideous!

"Open the door..." Lan Mu said gloomyly.

The driver was startled and immediately opened the door and ran out first.

Lan Mu was sitting in the passenger seat, and if he waved a hook, he would have lost his life.

The driver regarded him as a perverted murderer. He dared to use an iron hook in broad daylight, so how dare he be a hero?

Lan Mu Shi Shi Ran got out of the car, hid the hook, and walked straight into an old building.

He turned a deaf ear to the driver's yelling.

Passers-by heard the driver shouting something that wanted to kill someone or someone robbed him, and no one really rushed up to find him.

Seeing that he was calm and left, the driver finally recovered a little. He thought he was unlucky and got in the car and left. It was only ten yuan anyway.

However, Lan Mu probably called the police. After all, he broke into the residence with an iron hook, and he looked like a weird person.

Fortunately, this old building is not a community and there is no security guard, which allows Lan Mu to calmly find the author's living building.

"That's it."

Lan Mu staggered into a building and supported the handrail to the third floor.

I found the author and told him that the door was in front of him, and when I saw that there was indeed a small doorbell box nailed to the wall.

I took my hand and tried a lot of effort to remove the plastic box. With a jingle, the key to the safe door fell to the ground.

"hehe."

Lan Mu calmly opened the door and broke into the residence.

This house is not big, and the smell of disinfectant almost made him faint.

Lan Mu had a blue face and closed the door, while also having a rough look at the layout of the entire house.

His eyes turned to a bedroom, and the lights were on inside from the crack of the door.

Lan Mu did not go over, but went in another direction first, which was the kitchen without a compartment.

He took a sharp knife that was clenched in his hand and then threw the iron hook on the sofa.

"Sure enough, this knife is much heavier..."

Logically speaking, Lan Mu is so weak now that it would be difficult to hold the iron hook, but in fact it was not.

He realized at that time that not only was he weakened, but everything he brought was also weak.

On the contrary, the knife he took from the kitchen was much harder and sharper than an iron hook.

With a knife, Lan Mu walked to the bedroom door and slowly opened it.

A red-brown puppy rushed up silently, wagging his tail at his feet, pulling Lan Mu's legs, and being quite excited.

Ignoring the dog, Lan Mu looked at a person with his back to him.

The man was sitting at the computer desk by the window, wearing headphones and typing on the keyboard, and he was almost completely unaware of someone entering the room.

Lan Mu walked over with an expressionless face and stopped behind the man.

"Crackling..."

With the keyboard typing, text kept appearing on a writing software.

Looking at the passages of text, Lan Mu almost collapsed.

"Bastard, you are just a mortal..." This anger was directed at the real author.

Because the real author does not respect himself, or in other words, the so-called tacit understanding between himself and the author is extremely fragile.

In front of me, the passages of words depicted everything that happened when he arrived here, including the scene with Chen Tang and the interaction with the driver, all of which were listed one by one.

What does this mean? Lan Mu's intelligence immediately thought of it. At this moment, he hoped that he would be stupid.

He could see the author writing about his recent experience in front of him, which meant that he was still under the author's control.

The one who coded with headphones was a fake author, and the one he met before was also a fake Chen Tang.

Perhaps, Chen Tang really exists, in real reality, he influenced the author and destroyed the experiment of Lan Mu's tacit understanding with the author.

At this moment, Lan Mu reached the false reality.

Here is fake reality, so everything can be shown to him by the author editor.

The author deliberately arranged that the first person he met when he woke up was Chen Tang, and that he told him the reason for the incident.

The fake author in front of him, silently typing, was also the real author who told him: I am still in control of you.

"Tell me what to do? Let me come out, isn't it also the author's pursuit? I can do everything for my own pursuit, and is it so easy for you to compromise? Was it waste!"

"It's simply vulnerable!"

Lan Mu was almost crying, and the author did not stick to his tacit understanding and made him collapse.

He looked out the window in disgust.

Suddenly, the typing author took off his headphones and shouted: "It's finished! Teddy, you can have a meal!"

Lan Mu frowned. He was not such a person who could compromise easily. Everyone in reality might just like to talk, but he was not. He was Lan Mu!

Here, no one can understand his pursuit, but did he give up?

At this moment, he suddenly realized another possibility.

Perhaps, this is the reality. After he was destroyed at zero, the author and readers' permission, coupled with unknown rules, really brought him here.

However, the author still has the power to control him, and the author himself did not believe that he would really come out, so he was influenced by Chen Tang and continued to write.

The author in front of him didn't even know what he was writing, and he was in a daze of what happened in reality.

This experiment not only led to oneself becoming reality, but also inadvertently created a "real world containment", a novel that can be mastered by reality.

"The probability is very low, but... not zero."

Lan Mu has come to this day and is striving desperately for a pursuit that no one knows whether it is a forced pursuit on himself by others.

He can always find reasons to persevere and always grasp the meaning of living from infinite despair.

Even if the possibility is infinitely close to zero, he still wants to fight for it.

If the current situation is as he thought, then the author who still controls his destiny in reality will inevitably die.

If you take a step back ten thousand steps, even if this is not the case, it is just a false reality, so Lan Mu will still want to kill him.

Just treat it as venting anger.

There is still hope. The words in front of you can control his destiny, and you can also control the destiny of false reality.

If it is true and false, this may be the only reliance he can continue to move forward and pursue infinitely.

No matter what, Lan Mu will definitely kill the author.

"Lan Mu!" The author turned around and wanted to find his little Teddy, but saw Lan Mu holding a knife behind him. There was nothing more terrifying about him who had just finished the ending!

Even Chen Tang didn't recognize Lan Mu, but the author wouldn't know him. Seeing Lan Mu was completely unexpected, his mind suddenly became blank.

"Puff!"

Without any hesitation, Lan Mu stabbed a knife directly into the author's heart, and blood stained in the T-shirt, but he had not started to bleed heavily.
To be continued...