Chapter 98 The King of the White Tower (Nineteen)
As Bai Jinting died again, a feeling similar to waking up from a dream came.
"The finals that the audience has been waiting for will begin soon, and now we invite the fighters to take the stage!"
However, after Fu Qian regained consciousness, the first thing he heard was the host's excited voice.
Sure enough, it's back again.
It was clearly the feeling of being awake in a dream just now. Was it going from one dream to another?
Endless nightmare mode?
Bai Jinting's sarcastic voice seemed to still be in his ears.
Pay Qian didn't take it seriously, opened the door and walked out.
Jump, climb, and dodge until you stand on the stand where Bai Jinting is again.
"It turns out I didn't lie, right?"
Bai Jinting blinked at Fu Qian, his tone full of sarcasm.
However, he only blinked halfway before he was blasted into the sky by air bullets.
"two."
I counted a few before paying, feeling the feeling of being separated from my dream again, and heard a familiar voice again.
"The finals that the audience has been waiting for will begin soon, and now we invite the fighters to take the stage!"
Opening the door, jumping, climbing, and dodging, after completing this series of actions for the third time, Fu Qian faced Bai Jinting again.
The latter shook his head and sighed this time, with an expression full of care for the mentally retarded.
"What you're doing makes no sense..."
"three."
Before paying him, he didn't answer him, but just counted again. Bai Jinting was shattered into pieces again.
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"Have you been completely carried away by the killing?"
"Four."
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"A useless struggle."
"five."
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"You're totally trying in vain. You can't change anything."
"six."
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"Have you completely given up on yourself?"
"seven."
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Fu Qian tirelessly opened the door and went out of the preparation room again and again, repeating the same set of actions, killing Bai Jinting in various ways.
And the latter's attitude finally changed.
From the cynicism at the beginning to the speechless and choked moments later.
When the number of kills reached forty, the latter finally collapsed.
Facing Fu Qian who was coming to kill him, he began to try to escape to other places.
However, facing Fuzen who was loaded dozens of times in a row and could kill him with his eyes closed, he had no way to escape.
"What on earth do you want to do..."
Before he was shattered into pieces again, Bai Jinting looked at Fu Qian with a look of despair.
"As I said just now, I have already thought about it since you said it again."
"If everything repeats exactly the same, then there is really no solution to this nightmare."
Fu Qian looked at him with a smile.
"But it's different with you as the audience."
"As long as you remember the experience of each death, what I did is not a meaningless repetition."
"According to my understanding, many people are impatient and like to abuse the words 'countless' and 'forever'. In fact, you will find that it is often used to describe a quantity of less than three digits."
"So I doubt whether the shelter you received can really allow you to face countless deaths and reset everything over and over again."
"And in order to verify this, I am going to make an attempt and set a small goal."
Blink before paying.
"I'll kill you 999 times first."
"The gesture you just held was not so much giving me generous advice, but rather trying to exaggerate despair and lead me to think of suicide.
I’m not sure what will happen if you commit suicide, but intuitively it’s definitely not a good thing. If you really do it, the consequences will be… hum!”
"So, suffer death."
"You are simply...unreasonable!"
"You don't understand, please call me Platinum Son!"
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Fu Qian has always been a selective and patient person.
As long as something interests him, he doesn't mind spending more time on it, repeating extremely boring attempts with amazing patience.
In fact, if Bai Jinting was cautious enough, he should have pretended that nothing had changed when he saw himself for the second time.
This will make you waste more time looking for other variables.
It's a pity that in order to increase his fashion points, this person even revealed that his death dream will be reset, resulting in him currently becoming the only known variable in this dream cage.
As long as it is a variable, even if it is just a change in statistics, it is worth checking. This is the quality of a top player.
Of course, it's not his fault. The level of persistence (abnormality) of some people may exceed his awareness.
"You... crazy person!"
Facing Fu Qian who was approaching step by step, Bai Jinting once again let out a sigh of despair.
Are you talking about the Dark Moon Madman? Sorry, I am still a little worse than those people.
"forty one."
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"fifty-nine."
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"Sixty-nine."
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"Ninety-nine."
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When Bai Jinting was shattered into pieces for the 138th time, his wailing echoed in the White Tower for a long time.
By this time Fu Qian had become so familiar that he could do it all with his eyes closed.
But this time, the dream did not go back again.
Fu Qian opened his eyes, and in front of him was Bai Jinting's broken body. This god's favored person had completely lost his life breath.
Sure enough, there are limits.
138. This person’s definition of eternity is really shallow.
Unfortunately, although there is no retrospective, the dream is not over either.
Fu Qian looked at the still chaotic crowd below.
Almost at the same time, Fu Qian felt the gaze of a special being.
The next moment, his body sank, as if something had been imposed on him, creating a special connection between his existence and the entire dream.
This is?
Fu Qian clenched his fists, feeling the excitement his actions had on his surroundings.
After the death of Bai Jinting, the attention of the great being in his mouth was transferred to himself? He became the new king of the White Tower?
Is it possible that he will kill himself next?
No.
It only took a second to reject the idea before paying.
His vitality is far stronger than that of Bai Jinting.
If you kill yourself now, the most likely thing is to trigger backtracking again, and then you need to repeat this process over and over again until it completely collapses.
This number is likely to be an astronomical figure.
Not to mention the possibility of dying directly and failing the mission.
And there is a problem. According to the performance just now, even if he dies, it is difficult to guarantee that the attention of that existence will not continue to be transferred to others, and a new King of the White Tower will appear.
In any case, this is the last option.
Fu Qian shook his head. In short, the containment failure message did not come, which means there is still a way.
One thing Bai Jinting said is quite right. The gaze of a great being may not be in response to some pious prayer, but may simply be attracted by something special.
So the question arises, why does Bai Jinting attract the attention of the mysterious being behind him?
If it's because of the weird limb grafting technology, then Lu Ming and the others should be more competitive.
What is the special place of Baijinting?
He thought for a moment before paying and looked at the cage elevator next to him.
In the earliest days, the King of the White Tower came down on this thing.
Fu Qian stepped forward and tried to stand on it. The elevator began to slowly go up, climbing all the way to the top of the white tower.
Looking down at the ant-like crowd below, he somewhat understood why Bai Jinting liked to sit here.
This chapter has been completed!