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Chapter 32 A Ling (Clearing Squad Limited Costume)

Zhao Yijiu doesn't want to continue playing anymore.

Script? Rebirth?

No, obviously something has been deceiving him and letting him see the fake Yu Xing. According to this idea, Zhao Mou is also fake.

His brother and his friends are just manipulated dolls. The manipulator behind them should make them as similar to real people as possible, but they cannot change this is an illusion.

So what kind of place is he in now?

Zhao Yijiu's eyes dimmed, and her pupils were surrounded by a dull shadow.

By the way, the narrator.

The narration must be the manipulator's method, which is used to constantly give him false hints like hypnosis, so that he cannot recall the truth.

"Come back soon!" The "Yu Xing" behind him finally reacted, and slowly grabbed his clothes and pulled him back - just like he had done to Yu Xing.

The blue and white ghost hand that stretched out from the mouse hole disappeared, and Yu Xing looked frightened: "What's going on? What's that?"

Zhao Yijiu: “…”

When he thought that something else was making these reactions with Yu Xing's face, he felt disgusted.

The protagonist...the script...these things must be fake. He must recall the last memory before the so-called "rebirth" begins as soon as possible.

He remembered...it seemed...

As his mind became clearer and clearer, the pollution of the virus could no longer be forced. Zhao Yijiu's own despairing deducer's mental power was naturally resistant to the virus. When he began to resist the faint hint, it was like a sharp blade breaking a balloon, and with a bang, the illusion exploded.

Yes, it's a cinema!

He was contaminated by the spirit of the vengeful spirit virus in the cinema.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yijiu felt enlightened. The cognition of the blockbusters was quickly restored. He turned his head to look around, and felt that the entire factory was like game maps, which was very different from the real material, but just a few seconds ago, he couldn't tell anything wrong.

And this "Yu Xing"...

In Zhao Yijiu's eyes now, "Yu Xing" no longer looks natural, but seems to be covered with a layer of mosaic, and her whole face is blurred.

Next to the vague "Yu Xing", there were a few small green light spots floating.

The breath from the light spots - exactly the same as the virus in the cinema gives him!

Zhikong was unsheathed, and Zhao Yijiu slashed at the small light spot with one knife. The light spot trembled violently, and then it was thorned into powder by the shadow force attached to Zhikong.

The virus invades the brain, and Zhao Yijiu can feel the virus more or less the thoughts in his mind. This is why he was always distracted by the narrator at critical moments before.

At this time, I don’t know if the virus is irreversible, so the narrator no longer appears. Zhao Yijiu’s eyes fell on the palm of his hand and the last trace of uncertainty disappeared.

What he subconsciously took out was to stop killing, not to break his heart.

Then there is no need to hesitate. Even though most of the memories are still blocked by the virus, at least he can destroy all these small light spots first and let the so-called movie come to an end.

He knew that those little light spots were viral factors.

The virus should not be able to be observed by humans with naked eyes, but here is different. The place where it is should be the contaminated brain world, and those viruses have a specific image.

Every time a virus factor is killed, the pollution will weaken a little. When the pollution is not enough to support the "illusion", the world in the brain will naturally collapse and he can return to reality.

This was what he did in the previous pollution, but the virus was very weak that time. You can tell whether it was true or false. Unlike this time, it still requires so much effort to resist and identify it.

Zhao Yijiu began to look for the small light spots hiding around like a cat pounce butterfly.

He completely ignored the false "Yu Xing", and the narrator seemed to have given up manipulation, allowing "Yu Xing" to stand there without any reaction to Zhao Yijiu's strange behavior.

It was only a matter of time before Zhao Yijiu let the world in his mind dissipate. He focused on catching the small light spot, but what he didn't notice was that a black aura followed the corner of the wall, approaching the still "Yu Xing" bit by bit.

The black condensed into mist, cunningly climbed up "Yu Xing"'s legs, and then melted in. The next second, the empty "Yu Xing" blinked, and the dark pupils faintly turned into dark blue, and turned to look at Zhao Yijiu's back.

Then, a joking look of wanting to do bad things appeared in "Yu Xing"'s eyes.

...

Zhao Yijiu detected a small light spot hidden under the sofa next to him. He lifted the sofa with one hand, leaving the virus factor at the bottom nowhere to hide and trembled in the air in a hurry.

Suddenly, Yu Xing's voice sounded from behind him: "Hiss... you are so strong."

Zhao Yijiu: "?"

Has the virus given up using Yu Xing's image to interfere with him? He thought that these empty shells would no longer move.

"Wow, your knife is so handsome, can you show it to me?" Yu Xing rushed over without receiving his reply, holding Assistant Hao's camera in his hand. "You should have a lot of muscles when you can lift the sofa up at once, right? Tsk, you can't tell at all."

Zhao Yijiu frowned, thinking that the virus would not stop, so he poked the fake Yu Xing to death.

He didn't take action directly because this was Yu Xing's image at least, and he didn't want to rob him, but if the virus thought he didn't dare to kill this image, he would let the virus know what it means to shut up.

"Yu Xing" seemed to have no sense of crisis at all, but was a little excited. Seeing that he really didn't plan to pay attention to him, he leaned against the wall and suddenly said, "Brother Jiu, please pay attention to me?"

Zhao Yi had a drink.

He turned his head irritably, looked at Yu Xing who suddenly changed his name, and his voice was cold: "Why, I dare not talk to me as a narrator, must I use this image?"

Yu Xing from Qingyuan Pharmaceutical Factory won’t call him Jiu Ge. He doesn’t plan to pretend to be a virus, just hope to delay time?

"Anyway, you are doing your business, so it's not a bad idea to chat with me." "Yu Xing" shrugged, looking quite rogue, "At worst, I'll tell you, listen, don't you want to know what I missed you when I first saw you?"

Zhao Yijiu really wanted to kill this empty shell with one knife, but when he heard this topic, he was a little curious.

I'm not curious about how Yu Xing thought of him when he first saw him.

Instead, he was curious about what he would make Yu Xing brain look like in his brain... After all, all the operations of the virus were based on his own memory and subjective impression.

Anyway, if he just listened, it did not disturb him in searching for the little light spot. He had already become alert and no words could make him fall back into a state of unclear consciousness.

Zhao Yijiu said, "Then just talk about it."


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