Li Zheng hadn't forgotten that in the original world, there were still a large number of elderly and children who didn't et the player's standards and were filtered out.
According to Luo Aiman's words, those people should have been dood to die.
However, on the fifteenth day of the survival ga, the Terminal introduced a second batch of new players from the Outer World.
This seems sowhat contradictory.
Unless, as Luo Aiman said, as long as you do not subjectively understand the essence indicated by the pattern, you will not be affected even when facing it directly.
"What nonsense are you thinking?" Luo Aiman tilted his head, extended a tentacle, and took the plate, which was already contaminated with golden-red blood, from Li Zheng's hands. He didn't mind that it was his own blood, picked a piece and put it in his mouth: "The pattern depicted is only a replica, and of course, it doesn't have any real impact. But the essence represented by this pattern will make you realize its essence as you gaze at it, thus affecting you."
"So, can you understand it?"
"Um... I can roughly understand it." Li Zheng nodded.
This is sowhat equivalent to a person who has never been in contact with a tiger, even though he has seen many video materials of tigers, does not have a sufficiently clear understanding of the danger the tiger itself poses.
However, letting him see a tiger with his own eyes, even if the tiger does not attack him, would instinctively trigger fear in his heart.
And the pattern body replicated by Li Zheng is even more exaggerated on this basis.
It's like you are looking at a tiger's image, but you don't know it's a 'tiger', so you are fine.
When you know this image is a 'tiger,' you will die in the 'tiger's mouth,' even if you have not been attacked by a real tiger.
"Since there's no immunity, how did the elderly and children left outside survive?" Li Zheng couldn't understand how it could be possible for the Terminal to build a dedicated space for these 'burdens' to live safely out there?
"The elderly and children?"
Luo Aiman paused his eating actions: "You don't have to worry about those people, as long as this batch of players hasn't ended, the Terminal will protect them well."
After all, the Terminal still needs those people to provide fresh blood to the player community.
However, Li Zheng still heard another implication from Luo Aiman's words.
If this batch of players' journey ends, then the elderly and children left outside will lose their usefulness.
They might eventually be thrown to the essence behind the pattern, letting them fend for themselves.
"Do you have any other questions?" Luo Aiman waved his hand to urge him to leave, suggesting it would be better not to ask him anything else, as he almost got himself into trouble by saying the wrong thing earlier.
"Um... actually, I do have one more question." As soon as Li Zheng said this, Luo Aiman's face changed instantly, almost pouncing on him to bite.
"Don't worry, this question definitely won't touch on any secrets!" Li Zheng quickly reassured Luo Aiman, then asked, "I just want to know, there are so many species in the Matrix, and the numbers are absurdly high, are they all leftover players from previous iterations?"
Li Zheng already knew that the so-called 'instances' are all composed of players left behind from previous iterations, such as the Demon Race players of the Fallen Abyss.
So... what are the components of the creatures players encounter in their daily explorations?
"Those?" Luo Aiman cald down after listening, weighed the question for a mont, and since it wasn't a big deal to answer, he said, "Part of it are low-intelligence species brought by the Terminal from that world when fetching players, and so are hybrid species privately cultivated by so biological genius players as The Matrix Survival Ga developed until now."
"So far, other than so very low-tier species, there are almost no purebreds in the whole Matrix; they have all been crossbred and improved to so degree."
Testing statent by statent, Luo Aiman found that the Terminal didn't stop him when he was answering these, so gradually grew more emboldened, and said with more enthusiasm, a bit like a rebellious act of revenge for being punished after saying the wrong thing before.
"Actually, don't underestimate those low-intelligence species. You have to know, the developnt of the Matrix and the Outer City to this point, was more dependent on them."
"After countless iterations of players' belongings, all sorts of strange things have been discovered on those creatures."
"For example, Manganese Steel is an alloy material made by mixing the forehorn of a creature called the Manganese Rhinoceros with several base tals."
"Unfortunately, even with the rapid reproductive capabilities of a species, they cannot keep up with the iteration and update of players. Many species have disappeared over the long years, and it is said that only the Terminal still holds so genetic samples, although this statent has not been confird."
Talking endlessly for five minutes, Luo Aiman felt sowhat unsatisfied, rolled an empty tentacle in the plate, and reminisced the taste as he asked, "What is this dish you brought made of? The texture is springy, the layers are rich, the taste is indeed comparable to most famous chefs in the Outer City."
"Oh, it seems to be a kind of octopus with blue ringed patterns on its skin." Li Zheng recalled that when Mirel was cooking the ingredients, he was watching from the side.
"..." Luo Aiman's face suddenly turned purple, trembling and pointing at the plate, asking, "Is the octopus you ntioned called the Blue-Ringed Octopus?"
"Hmm... I think so!" Li Zheng nodded vigorously.
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