Actually I'm an Author [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 118

"What..." It took me a lot of effort to squeeze these two words out of my throat.And with that weird tone, I don't think Wright can understand what I'm saying.But at this moment, wanting to flap my lips and say a few words seems to be a huge difficulty. My upper lip and lower lip are stuck together, as if they are so intimate and inseparable by nature. look.

And my panic at this time obviously pleased Wright greatly.He looked at me with interest, his face full of excitement.I have no doubt that he is ready to laugh out loud at any second, or to attack.Unfortunately, even if he fights with me, I have no room to resist.After all, this is a holder with its own plug-in warehouse.And having experienced the same world more than 1000 times, I think that already speaks volumes about his qualifications.

But even then, I can't really just honestly say, "Oh, that. Introduce myself, I'm the stupid author who wrote this book, hehe."

"I..." I swallowed hard, so that my dry throat could spit out the words smoothly.

"I can't say, this, I... I don't want to go on."

"Oh." Wright laughed, and gracefully took a sip of the wine in his hand. "'You can't say' itself is equivalent to giving me an answer..."

"Yes, yes. You can take this as my answer" I took a deep breath to keep my voice from trembling so pitifully.Of course I'm not like this because I'm afraid... I, I have nothing to be afraid of.big deal... big deal...

Oh, to die.If I can think of the worst-case scenario, it often doesn't feel so bad.But the key now is that facing Wright, I really can't think of how bad the worst can be.All my imaginations seem so simple, pale and benevolent.

"Do you think I will accept your statement?" Wright frowned, "Do I have to repeat, we are still in the game, and you have to follow the rules of the game, Alex. Oh yes, your real name Shouldn't it be this?"

"I don't need to answer your question."

"You're cunning, and petty. Still, I think I'll take it. Tell me the answer, and we can move on..."

"No, no, no!" I yelled, "I don't want to continue your so-called game."

I can't afford that high price either.Everything I do, everything I say, I cannot predict the effect it will have.But I can at least refrain from adding to this guy's conspiracy edifice.

"Uh... you mean you don't want to play this anymore?" Wright opened his eyes wide, showing an incredible expression. "Why? I already agreed to your request to replace the question!"

"Because I don't have anything to know, and I don't want to tell you anything more. Also, my real name is Wang Xiaoming. That's it, this so-called game, you can..."

"Okay, don't tell the truth..." Wright became happy on his own, as if he hadn't heard it. "Don't tell the truth, then take a big adventure!"

"What?? No, no, I'm not interested in that either, I'm not at all..."

"Well, do you think your objection makes sense?"

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"Then why do you ask me?" I tried my best to restrain the anger in my chest, and said as calmly as possible: "You are just teasing me, playing the game of cat and mouse to satisfy yourself!"

"Don't say that, you are much cuter than a mouse. My heart for you is..."

"Shut up!" I yelled viciously, "Whatever you want! Do I have any other choice? You crazy, God—uh!"

My eyes widened, and I tried my best to break free from Lyte's hand on my neck.His fingers are thin, but strong enough.I even felt that he could wrench my neck out of thin air in the next second.The feeling of suffocation is getting stronger and stronger, and a wonderful self-destructive emotion also arises spontaneously.I closed my eyes and began to mobilize the golden core in my body, maybe, if I blew myself...

"I'm not hostile to you. But it's a pity that you don't seem to be aware of it until now." Wright let go of his hand and let me lie limply on the ground.

"You're a very interesting guy. I don't wonder why the protagonist is so obsessed with you. If I met you before him, maybe I wouldn't have made it this far. And that's probably why I'm here with you." The reason why you talk so much nonsense." Wright looked down at me without any emotion, his light skin color and hair color made him look inexplicably inorganic, and at the same time he looked fierce and unreasonable.

"I need a companion, no, it doesn't have to be a companion. I just need a little strength to support me to continue, whether it's..."

"Have you seen Lawson?"

"……what?"

"I know that your last world was "30 Years of Star Empire". So, have you seen him? The scientist who should have been reduced to cannon fodder in the original plot?"

Of course I do!Well? ?But what does this have to do with Lawson?

My heart couldn't help trembling violently, and in the depths of my soul, an alarm really sounded.Don't listen to him!The sirens were screaming, that was never going to be pleasant, and this man was not credible, not at all…

"I've seen him, and the plot of the last world has been changed. Not by the protagonist, but by another owner. He... well, he's not the point." I was in a trance, vaguely seeing Wright as if laughed.When I was in a daze, he had already walked to the other side of the room and returned to his cold throne.

"Then did he tell you something? Or, show you something. It's like... like this."

With the snap of his fingers, the room lit up instantly.The river-like tangled and complicated blue lights that I have seen before flow slowly in the room.Some of them even wrapped themselves around me.I reached out to touch it, but it went straight through.

"They have no body and no name. Lawson made this thing, allowing the Cephalon to control every part of the world."

"What... mean?" I couldn't restrain my imagination, and I couldn't help but quickly arrange and combine the information he said in my mind, screen and expand.Lawson, central, control, manufacture.

"Are you trying to tell me that Lawson made the center?!"

"It's not just him, he can't do this by himself. However, I'm basically sure that he was the first to come up with this set of theories and the prototype of the center. Well, in fact, if you have seen the center If you do this, you can clearly see that it is definitely a product of the science fiction world, from the handwriting of scientists. Well, it’s time to question again. I know you must be thinking in your heart, that’s impossible! His own world is also Being involved, and what benefit can he gain by doing so? You really think so, right? "

"...No." I said with difficulty, "Not all, I think I understand what he wants to do."

What else do you not understand?If that man were Lawson, he could have only one purpose.

"He wants his world to be more than just a book."

"Oh~" Wright made an exaggerated expression, "It seems that you are quite familiar with him? But chatting with that old man is really tiring."

"It won't be more tiring than chatting with you." You guys who can't speak human words without using metaphors or metaphors!

Probably because I expressed this dissatisfaction too clearly, after Wright glanced at me, he coughed twice in embarrassment.

"However, it is very difficult to get the world out of the original framework and the established track. He needs more things, resources, technology, energy, and others. Moreover, these things are in his own world, almost Satisfaction was impossible. He tried and failed."

Lotte's face quickly appeared in front of my eyes, and she was accompanied by an inexplicable anxiety.Yes, experiments, just experiments.Lawson experimented on people and ruined their lives.It is certainly not a happy thing to spend a lifetime according to my plot, but the fate they have fought for and changed is too cruel.

Is it worth it?

"But he didn't give up, not only him, but people from other worlds. You know, there are always a few extremely smart people in every novel, and when they are smart enough, they can't accept the status quo. Unaware. Some chance, allowing them to pass information, technology, and grand aspirations to each other. So, the central appeared, then the system, and then, it was us."

"They use so-called 'story missions' to collect unique powers - I don't know what that is called, I just know it exists. It arises from the development and changes of the world, which is why holders need The reason for running around in a large number of worlds. They took a lot of this thing, and then allocated a little bit of it to satisfy our wishes. This is the essence of system exchange, and it is what we call The holder, the ridiculous true face."

Wright's voice was getting higher and higher, and at the end, he was even screaming.His face twisted, every muscle was expressing his anger hoarsely.

"And they, can they really use that so-called center? Can they really realize their wishes by plundering the low-level world like this? From what I know so far, it's obvious that they haven't succeeded yet. .No one, one world succeeds. Not succeeding now, and probably never will! And I'm tired of such ridiculous little tricks."

"I didn't lie to you. My ultimate goal is to be free. I don't want to be bound or manipulated by these daydreaming idiots. What I want to ask now is, are you willing to help me?"

From Wright's light-colored pupils, I saw my frightened expression.