Mallory turned his head back.
He saw the god of death who was wearing a cloak, a robe and hat, and a chaotic face.
Its body was not quite the same as before, appearing translucent.
"You're still alive?" Mallory was a little surprised.
"Heh heh." The Grim Reaper laughed.
"Come on, let's continue the fight." Mallory posed and thought about taking an energy drink out of his wristwatch.
"Don't ... I'm down to my last bit of energy hanging on for dear life, there's no way I can fight you." Reaper hastily stopped Mallory.
"According to the original script setting, if the script had not collapsed at that time, what would have happened after I defeated you?" Mallory can only retreat to inquire the answer from the God of Death.
In the morning, he heard the road, the evening death can be carried out.
"You are really extraordinary persistent ah!" The god of death is exasperated.
"If this time your original can't help me return to the old age, my life is almost over, I spent a whole life in this script, of course, to uncover all the mysteries inside all." Mallory shook his head.
"You want to go back to your old age?" Death clearly wasn't focused on the same thing.
"Don't you know? Aren't you his doppelganger?" Mallory asked Death rhetorically.
"I'm just a piece of simulated program, by nature, two completely different individuals from him, I've been stuck in this world, I don't know anything about him other than the memories he instilled in me that didn't belong to me in the first place." The Reaper shook his head.
"Oh, so that's it ... you haven't answered my question, according to the original script, if the script hadn't collapsed at that time, what would have happened after I defeated you?" Mallory asked a few more follow-up questions to the Grim Reaper.
"If the script hadn't collapsed, you would never have been able to defeat me." Death answered Mallory.
"Because, am I getting senile?" Mallory sighed.
"No, even if you become young again, you will never be able to defeat you. Haven't you noticed that every time you have improved, I become stronger, punch faster, and punch harder? The programming is that whenever you get stronger, I become stronger than you, just that little bit stronger, making you think you can beat me with effort, when in fact it's just your illusion." Reaper answered Mallory.
"So, all those years I spent fighting you were actually meaningless at all ..." Mallory sighed again.
"Can not say that, if you can still become young, you and I fought to train the combat skills, enough to defeat ninety-nine percent of the human without the alien power augmentation. You yourself may not realize that because of the acceleration of my movements, you have also been forced to speed up your punching and dodging movements, and year after year, you have been forced by me to punch and dodge at a speed that is almost close to the limits of human beings." Death shook his head.
"You still haven't told me what would have happened if I had defeated you, as the script was originally set up?" Mallory remembered his question again.
"How can there be a setup after you defeat me when you can't defeat me?" Reaper broke down a little.
"That is to say, in the original script, there is no setting after defeating you." Mallory looked a little despondent.
"Yes, there is no setting for that at all, you can let go of this knot." Reaper answered Mallory.
"What else can I get out of this scrapbook world no?" Mallory looked around for a moment.
"The benefit you can reap is that if that director of yours, Liu, hangs this scrap book on another script, you can use a few more APPs, but except for his own script and the scripts of directors he knows well, it's usually hard to hang this scrap book again." There's nothing new in Reaper's answer.
"Are all the redemption treasure chests in here scrapped?"
"Of course they're all scrapped."
"It seems there's no point for me to stay here anymore." Mallory sighed again and was ready to leave.
"Ruined books are generally inaccessible, and this only remaining teleportation point in your app, which I kept for you, consumed most of the little energy I had left." The Reaper seemed to have something more to say.
"You mean, I was called in by you?" Mallory picked up on Death's subtext.
"Yes, we can make a deal." Death stopped beating around the bush.
"Tell me about it." Mallory had a few moments of interest.
"I am an experiment, an experiment created by Vincent, probably a failed experiment, so I was abandoned in this scrap space, and now he doesn't even know that I am still alive, and you are the only one who knows that I am still alive." Death opened his mouth.
"Well, go on."
"He made me for some ulterior motive, my prototype, and he did want to make a Shinigami, a Shinigami who could help him steal life resources in script space."
"Life resources?"
"Yes, there are many so-called NPCs, various creatures and monsters in the script world, and when Film City builds these NPCs, creatures and monster models, they have to be injected with life resources, otherwise they are lifeless and can't survive, they are no different from dead things like stones."
"These life resources are encrypted by the highest level of algorithms, and it is very difficult to steal them, but now I have been able to crack a very small part of them after more than 500 experiments with the script."
"If you take me out of here, I can serve you and help you steal life resources in various script worlds, so that you can return to old age and prolong your life." Death threw out the bait that was now the most tempting to Mallory.
"Originally director Liu is going to help me return to old age, and go through the formal procedures of Film City, why would I want to cooperate with a crooked way like you? Once discovered by Film City, I'm sure to be punished very severely." Mallory shook his head, he instinctively thought it was a conspiracy.
"The script of Time Prison ran more than five hundred times, the initial run was very unstable, there were many bugs, there were many young actors like you, very promising, met the time loop bug, aging and even dying in the script."
"Film City also took some remedial measures as a result, to engage in what rejuvenation and so on, in fact, are fraudulent, a high probability will lose all the brain and muscle memory, become a blank person, do not even know who they are. Either retain some of the memory and revert to a youthful appearance, in fact, essentially still a dying old man."
"The technical department at Film City has not been able to solve this problem very well."
"I've seen actors with as much potential as you grow old, then young again, and then ... rapidly age and die again."
"Only my solution can permanently solve the dilemma you face."