Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 955 is somewhat perverted.

Conversion between virtual and real.

This transformation is still ongoing, and the direction of this transformation is not consistent, but rather disorderly.

Everyone's transformation is very different.

Concepts that never had shape or quality, such as thought, emotion, cognition, memory, morality, and humanity, began to transform into substance, which could be seen, touched, and even have temperature.

However, muscles, bones, blood, and connective tissues began to differentiate into conceptual things in a short period of time.

...

……

Is this Nas Hortas's rule?
A line of text appeared above everyone.

It seems someone made the inquiry.

However, this sentence was "written" in an extremely messy form, even resembling a chat box from a comic book, with the bottom of the box pointing directly to a "messy" aggregate.

Yes, now everything has been turned upside down.

Milo and his five companions transformed into five strange aggregates that were indistinguishable from one another.

...

They can "see" each other.

But it is not seen with the eyes, because the existence of the eyes has been transformed into an abstract concept, while vision has become a physical object.

Similarly, the ear no longer exists, but hearing has become materialized.

The brain structure may be gone, but thoughts can still be touched.

Their hands are gone, but their sense of touch helps them grasp these originally abstract concepts.

...

Chat boxes kept popping up above my head.

Each chat box is different, every font in every piece of text is different, and even the era and civilization to which the text used belongs are different.

"Our hearing is still intact, so why do we have to communicate using text?"

"My hearing is still working, because I can distinguish the accents just by looking at the text."

“It’s amazing, isn’t it?”

"What I'm actually more curious about is what kind of tangible things the power of rules on you superiors will transform into, such as Imnar's fractal rules."

Imnal held up three matches.

"Oh, I see."

...

And when everyone turned to "look" at Milo.

They did not find any tangible manifestation of the so-called power of fear.

There was nothing like that in that messy aggregate that represented Milo.

Because fear is a tangible, concrete thing in his hands; it can be used to create special effects, and can even be added to a bottle of spirits for cocktails.

According to the rule of the transformation between the real and the virtual, fear is now transformed into an abstract form, which is the form that fear should exist in, a pure emotional form.

And because he carried so much fear, the other groups around him were also affected by that slow, negative emotion.

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……

It wasn't just those five who changed.

Everything in the confessional is undergoing the same process of change.

Reality turns into illusion, and illusion turns into reality.

When Milo first entered this abyss world, he felt that there were some creative flaws. After all, compared to the world of paper dolls or the world of faith-based adult insects, the basic model of this abyss world was still the Earth in his memory, only with some "artificial automation" elements added on this basis.

It's a little bit abstract, but not much.

But now it seems that the shock that the shift between reality and illusion brought to Milo far exceeded the sense of awe he felt when he witnessed the dazzling colors of the stars in the pure black and white world of paper figures.

That's absolutely outrageous.

And just as all the chat boxes were popping up...

A very playful and pleasant voice entered everyone's tangible hearing.

"What is this?"

This time it's not a chat window, but actual audio.

All five groups looked in the direction from which the sound came.

What is captured in the vision is a living, breathing person.

Yeah, it's about not turning into a big mess, but having a distinct nose and eyes, hands and feet, and being able to speak without popping up a chat window.

She is a lively and energetic girl.

A law enforcement officer uniform, a cute face that doesn't quite match the stiff style of the uniform, and long light brown hair.

Her demeanor is like that of a wildcat that breathes, because when she smiles, she reveals two playful fangs.

It's Enid.

...

The petite Enid disappeared, transforming into abstract descriptions and conceptual products, while Enid's will, which lay dormant within, "came alive."

She looked at the fragmented and constantly shifting world before her, and at the five strange aggregates, blinked her large eyes twice, and asked somewhat hesitantly:

"You guys... don't look too well, do you... have a cold?"

...

Enid is conscious; she is not always asleep.

In fact, most of the time she was able to perceive everything she experienced in the dream world, especially when Milo tried everything to stimulate her, such as reading her diary to Rebecca or dancing at Emma's grave. Those were the moments when she was most conscious.

It's just that Enid's will is in a state of confusion, and sometimes she can't tell whether what she sees is real or not.

Just like when she's in the waking world, she always mistakes the absurd events she's experiencing for dreams.

She is an extremely powerful dream weaver, so powerful that she might be able to establish some kind of connection with herself in the abyss world. It is precisely because of this power that she is destined to have a very clear understanding of herself.

...

Enid is probably in a slightly chaotic state right now.

Her second sentence was addressed to that lump of Rebecca.

"You...WOW, you're so sexy..."

Just staring at Rebecca's lump of polymer made Enid's nose start bleeding.

Although it was a jumble of abstract words, runes, patterns, and chaotic lines and blocks, somewhat like a low-budget version of Darrow Rose, Enid could still recognize Rebecca and thought she was very "sexy".

In a sense, Rebecca was appearing before her in an extremely naked manner at this moment.

But this is still incomprehensible.

Because when the original substance and the abstract are transformed into each other, even the aesthetic sense will change.

This is an anatomical, inside-out "open and honest" exchange.

And yet, Enid actually found this messy, sanity-value-bar-wearing thing sexy.

And he exhibited strange reactions such as blushing and rapid breathing.

This is...

Even Milo was left out in the cold, essentially being completely ignored.

...

"Oh, that's a bit perverted."

A chat box popped up above Imnar.

"At least it can be confirmed that her infatuation with that red-haired female law enforcement officer was not limited to the physical aspect."