On the roadside, Lan Mu stopped a taxi. Fortunately, this is not a big city. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to get in a rough car without a mobile phone.

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

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

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

Lan Mu couldn't remember the way, so he 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 mobile phone, but I wear this ring on my finger.

It is the woodcarving ring, the low-level containment object, here is not a shit, Lan Mu even suspects that the elementary school students can crush this containment object that he has spent most of his life.

"Huh?" Seeing that he didn't respond, the driver looked over.

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

I saw that he calmly reached into his robe and took out a weird thing.

Ghost Hook.

This thing was confiscated when he played with Best, and later when he played chess, he hid it in his robe and scored zero points with him.

Obviously, the ghost hook, like the ring, has lost its function.

Regardless of whether this is true or not, at least this is not the same interface anymore, and it is impossible for the information of the contained objects to be recognized.

But it's still useful, at least it looks good, this hook is quite hideous!

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

The driver was taken aback, and immediately opened the door and ran out by himself.

Lan Mu was sitting in the co-pilot, and if a hook was swung up, he wouldn't be dead.

The driver regards him as a perverted murderer, and he dared to mess around with an iron hook in broad daylight. How could he dare to be a hero.

Lan Mu Shi Shiran 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 just looked at him when they heard the driver shouting something to kill or someone robbed him, but no one really rushed to look for him.

When the driver saw him leave calmly, his courage finally picked up. He admitted that he was unlucky and got in the car and left. Anyway, it was only ten yuan.

However, Lan Mu estimated that he would call the police. After all, he broke into the house with an iron hook and looked like a weird person.

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

"That's it."

Lan Mu hobbled into a building, supported the handrail on the third floor.

I found the door where the author told him, and it turned out that there was a small doorbell box nailed to the wall.

He picked it up and took a lot of effort to remove the plastic box. With a jingle, a key to the safety door fell on the ground.

"Ha ha."

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

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

Lan Mu smiled, closed the door, and at the same time had a general view of the layout of the entire house.

He turned his gaze to a bedroom, which was visible from the crack in the door, with the light on.

Lan Mu didn't go over, but went in the other direction first, which was a kitchen without compartments.

Xin took a sharp knife for bone removal, and then threw the hook on the sofa.

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

It stands to reason that Lan Mu is so weak now, it should be very difficult to hold the iron hook, but in fact it is not.

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

Instead, it was a knife he took from the kitchen. It was much harder and sharper than an iron hook.

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

A reddish-brown puppy rushed up silently, wagging its tail frantically under his feet, pulling Lan Mu's legs, quite excited.

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

The man was sitting at the computer desk by the window, typing on the keyboard mentally while wearing headphones, almost ignorant of someone entering the room.

Lan Mu walked over without expression and stopped behind this person.

"Crackling..."

After the keyboard is struck, words appear continuously on a certain writing software.

Looking at a paragraph of text, Lan Mu almost collapsed.

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

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

In front of him, what was described in paragraphs of text was exactly what happened when he arrived here, including the scene with Chen Tang and the interaction with the driver.

What this means, with Lan Mu's cleverness, immediately thought of it. At the moment, instead of hoping to be stupid.

He can see the author writing about his recent experience before his eyes, which means that he is still under the control of the author.

The codeword with the headset is the fake author, and the one I encountered before is also the fake Chentang.

Perhaps, Chen Tang really exists. In the real reality, he influenced the author and destroyed the experiment of the tacit understanding between Lan Mu and the author.

At this moment, Lan Mu was in a false reality.

This is a false reality, so everything can be shown to him by the author and editor.

The author deliberately arranged that the first person he met when he woke up was Chen Tang, so he told him the cause of the incident.

The fake author in front of him, silently coded, was also the true author of Mingming and told him: I am still in control of you.

"Tell me what to do? Isn't it the author's pursuit to let me come out? I can do nothing for my own pursuit, and you, is it so easy to compromise? Waste!"

"It's simply vulnerable!"

Lan Mu was almost crying, the author didn't hold on to his tacit understanding, causing him to collapse.

He looked out the window blankly.

Suddenly, the author of the codeword took off his headset and shouted: "It's finished! Teddy, you can have dinner!"

Lan Mu frowned. He is not so easy to compromise. Everyone in reality may just like to talk, but he is not, he is 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 real reality. After he was destroyed by Zero, the author's and readers' permission, coupled with unknown rules, really made him come here.

It's just that the author still has the power to control him, and the author himself does not believe that he will really come out, so he was influenced by Chen Tang and then wrote it down.

The author in front of him didn't even know what he had written, and he was in control of what happened in reality.

This experiment not only led to reality, but also inadvertently created a ‘real world containment’ that could control reality.

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

Lan Mu has come to this day, desperately fighting for a pursuit that he doesn't know if it is imposed on him by others.

He can always find a reason to persevere, and can always grasp the meaning of life from infinite despair.

Even if the possibilities are infinitely close to zero, he has to fight for it.

If the current situation is just as he thought, then the author who still controls his destiny in reality must have to die.

Ten thousand steps back, even if this is not the case, this is just a fake reality, then Lan Mu will also want to kill him.

Just take it to vent your anger.

There is also hope that the words in front of him can control his destiny as well as the destiny of false reality.

If the truth is in the false reality, this may be the only reliance on which he can go on and pursue infinite pursuit.

No matter what, Lan Mu will kill the author.

"Lan Mu!" The author looked back to find his little Teddy, but saw Lan Mu holding a knife behind him. For him who just finished writing the ending, there is nothing more frightening than this!

Even Chen Tang didn't know Lan Mu's appearance, but the author would never know him. Seeing Lan Mu, it was completely unexpected, and his brain suddenly went blank.

"Puff!"

Without any hesitation, Lan Mu plunged a knife directly into the author's heart. The blood stained the t-shirt, but he hadn't started bleeding heavily.

The author looked miserable, but he was much stronger than Lan Mu, and he almost twisted Lan Mu's arm when he grabbed it.

But Lan Mu had already tried it. He exhausted his entire strength and pushed down the author whose body was weak. He pushed the whole person up, pressing the knife with the greatest strength, and piercing it deep into his heart.

The author stared at Lan Mu, puzzled and horrified, but could not speak.

Lan Mu didn't pull out the knife, even though the author wouldn't die immediately, but he was already running out of strength~lightnovelpub.net~ He let the author lie in a pool of blood and struggle slightly, waiting for death.

"The scenery outside the window is so beautiful."

Lan Mu whispered softly, and the author could only twitch, and it was already dead. The puppy named Teddy was so scared that he clamped his tail and whimpered.

He sat steadily in front of the computer, examining the last plot. At the end, I added the entire book and sent it out to the dead author.

"The author stared at Lan Mu, puzzled and horrified, but could not speak."

"Lan Mu didn't pull out the knife, even though the author won't die immediately, but he has run out of strength."

"He left the author to lie in a pool of blood and struggle slightly, waiting to die."

"The scenery outside the window is so beautiful."

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[Tsk, the whole book is over. 】