Dafflin stared in stunned disbelief and said blankly, "So I never had any Groundhog Day ability. I was just noticed by some existence. Everything I experienced before was an illusion! It was all fake!"
He laughed bitterly, lowered his head, and sank into profound disappointment.
"Idiot!" Wanderer slapped him hard, nearly driving him into the ground. "Do you think it was all fake? Wrong. Everything that happened in that illusion was organized according to the information and logic of the real world. In other words, the information you discovered and the knowledge you gained in the illusion can also be used in reality!"
Hearing this, Dafflin's eyes lit up. Without saying another word, he immediately ran toward a car.
Since Wanderer was not going to kill him, what was he waiting for? He needed to find his Otherworldly User right away.
But just as he reached the car, he suddenly froze. Turning back to the homeless man in the distance, he asked, "Sir, can you tell me something? Am I still in the illusion now?"
"Of course you're still in the illusion. Have you forgotten? I just said that after waking up, the scene I saw did not match the scene in my memories. When the scene I see after waking contains newer information than the scene in my memory, that will mean we have returned to reality—or that great god has updated the game's initial scene information..."
"So after all that rambling, you can only be certain about this one time. You can't be certain about the future, right?" This time, Dafflin completely understood.
Wanderer had nothing to say and could only spread his hands.
Dafflin plopped down on the ground, but he was not giving up. He merely wanted to rest for a while before fighting again.
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