Lucy was stunned for a moment, still not understanding what was going on.

"Ah, Siyan, that..."

"Don't call me Siyan! Shut your stinky mouth, fake!" Wang Siyan couldn't help but give Lucy a hard shudder.

Lucy's head hurt, her brain was buzzing, and a lot of questions popped up.

What happened? Why did you expose yourself for no reason? Wasn't everything fine before you fell into a coma last night?

Wang Siyan didn't give her a chance to think. After tying her up tightly, he took off Lucy's sleeves and blindfolded her, and then immediately began to summon the gray door.

Lucy next to her was trembling with fear. This was the first time she had obtained a body and she had little experience in disguise.

Originally Lucy thought that if she tried her best, at least it wouldn't be so fast, but this turned out to be the case.

She felt uneasily in the darkness. It seemed that after five minutes or ten minutes, she was lifted up by Wang Siyan and then seemed to be transported somewhere. Was the other party going to expose her to the public?

After Wang Siyan transported her to the dressing room of the ball, he asked: "What are the rules for this weird thing here? Tell me everything."

"You, what are you talking about?" Lucy's character collapsed, and she forgot to imitate Zhou Ming.

Wang Siyan let out a disdainful sneer, patted Lucy on the shoulder, and replied: "Forget it, you fakers will definitely not tell, otherwise he will have already been interrogated, so you can stay here."

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Zhou Ming stared at Wang Siyan (Alyssa) who was hanging in the air in the gray door. He spent a lot of time to complete this mechanism, just so that the other party had no place to borrow strength.

He sat silently in a corner of the dressing room, watching Wang Siyan hanging in the air spinning very slowly, making the other person think that he had left, and made the other person start to struggle and ask for control.

However, it turned out that this complicated restraint was indeed effective, and she was indeed controlled.

Today Zhou Ming plans to stay with you in the dressing room all day. On the one hand, he is monitoring the fake Wang Siyan, and on the other hand, he is waiting for the next coma to come.

The gray door space is another space that is not part of the cruise ship. Here you can test the coverage method of the cruise ship's weird phenomena and how it works. If the gray door space can avoid the effects of the cruise ship's weird phenomena, it will be a very powerful weapon.

Time passed by, and Alyssa was hoisted through countless attempts, but her body could not move at all. Listening to the movement around her, it seemed that Zhou Ming had left. No matter what she did now, no one would come.

Tube.

But even so, she still couldn't break free from the constraints.

Several places on the body were numb and had no feeling.

She was in so much pain that she couldn't even move her limbs. She could only slightly contract the muscles in her limbs to relieve the uncomfortable numbness.

When Alyssa thought no one was watching her, Zhou Ming had actually been sitting aside, his breath restrained and calm.

Surveillance is a boring job, especially when you can't make any noise.

But Zhou Ming is different. When he is not talking, he can still talk to the phantoms of Heping Xingyue with his heart, so this job is not boring.

"You are getting more and more used to dealing with this kind of thing." Ping Xingyue played with her cane and sat in mid-air.

‘Is there any?’ Zhou Ming responded in his heart.

"Yes, you are much cooler than you were at the beginning."

Zhou Ming looked sideways at the other party in confusion, quite puzzled.

Ping Xingyue continued: "When we were in the air-raid shelter at the beginning, the current situation of the ordinary people who were infected by the poisonous gas made you sad, right? Although you didn't show it, you were under great pressure at the time and even had nightmares that night.

"Later, when we were in Semima Town, you still had some sympathy for Song Zongming.

"But after arriving in the City of Mist, you no longer feel so painful about the sacrifices of Lan Xinyun, the single nobleman, and the White Dragon King... This is also a sign of maturity."

Zhou Ming didn't say anything. What Ping Xingyue said was true. He hadn't noticed it yet, but it was true.

Now, when he recalled his feelings at that time, it was true that as Sister Xingyue said, he gradually became numb to the deaths of his companions. From the beginning, he was very sympathetic to the strange victims, and then he quickly put aside the White Dragon King and the others.

Sacrifice is a very obvious change.

Zhou Ming thought to himself that the reason was probably that his understanding of the world had deepened.

Frankly speaking, he didn't know whether this was a good thing or not.

As he gets to know the world more and more, he also understands the inevitable suffering and cruelty of this era. Reality is not like novels and movies, and there is no power to save everything perfectly. As long as he continues to go down, the partners he meets will inevitably

They will sacrifice one after another, and at some point in the journey, he himself will be the same.

He has understood that accidental death is an inevitable outcome for them, but now, he still has dreams.

He still feels that the world is off the right track, and he is trying desperately to correct it.

But Zhou Ming didn't know if he could persist because he didn't know if his future self would change his mind at the moment.

To correct the world, all companions must survive. There is actually no difference between the two things. Whether it can be corrected and whether it can survive with its companions are completely unknown.

The experiences of the past two months have made Zhou Ming deeply understand the impermanence of life and death, and he has become accustomed to accepting sudden separations.

He had become accustomed to the deaths of his temporary companions, and he felt a slight hidden discomfort and sadness in his heart, but this negative emotion could no longer affect his daily life.

Even though the White Dragon King and the single noble died miserably in front of him, after leaving the station, he still smiled and ate fried dough sticks and drank soy milk with Wang Siyan and the others... He felt that the dead were dead, and the living must look forward.

But now that Ping Xingyue suddenly mentioned this change, he began to worry.

As time goes by, he will see more and more cruel events in the future. In the end, will he feel normal about the cruelty of this era?

By then, will he be convinced that he can correct the world?

"It seems that people cannot control their own changes. Unknowingly... I have changed." Zhou Ming said with some sadness.

"Relax, staying the same is definitely not a good thing. I think this is a very reasonable change. Don't deny your great ideals because of these normal adaptations." Ping Xingyue said with a smile.

Her smile is like clear ice water in summer, fresh and clear.

Zhou Ming glanced at Alyssa casually, convinced that this counterfeit could not break free.

Next, it is time to slowly wait for the next coma moment, which should bring a lot of information.

As the rules are gradually proven, the progress of the investigation will accelerate rapidly.

Zhou Ming's wait lasted for three days.

In the past three days, in addition to going out to replenish food and wandering around to observe, he spent most of his time in the dressing room. Occasionally, he would untie the suspended Alyssa to move her body and watch her go to the toilet.
Chapter completed!