"Why do these Blood King's men wear green cloaks?"
After dispersing the rescued children, the master and apprentice walked towards a portal hidden in an alley in the city, but the mysterious guest suddenly seemed to remember something and asked this question:
"Since he is called the Blood King, the color of his blood should be red. Could it be that his blood has turned green due to radiation?"
"In addition to radiation, the reason for green blood may also be 'harmony', but that is another matter." Walking in the dark alley, passing the corpse of a homeless man lying on the roadside, Su Ming looked for new memories.
The secret location in: "As for the Blood King, he looks more like a skinned alien, revealing the red muscle tissue underneath. It's not right to say that he is a demon, nor does he look like a human. It can be regarded as
It’s some kind of aberration.”
"So he likes red and green? That's really bad taste."
Liana complained immediately, she couldn't help but laugh just thinking about the skinless alien.
"A few decades ago, red and green might have been considered a fashion trend, but now on 40K Earth, only Vision wears this style." Deathstroke stopped, and he lifted a manhole cover at his feet.
Below is a base of operations for those 'wolves'.
It's not big, but it's spacious enough for a transfer station. It's just that there are a lot of corpses piled inside. I don't know what they are thinking. Maybe they are storing food?
But that's not important. There is a new door here, which can take a shortcut and reach the end of the world.
"It seems that the research and development data of North Central Positronics Company can only be collected next time. Come on, let's take a shortcut. The show we want you to watch is also there." Su Ming asked Strangler to help cover the manhole,
He himself opened a door in the underground base, and the familiar swirling energy flow suddenly appeared in front of him.
There was nothing to say, and the two of them walked through the door.
The next second, they arrived at an American train station in 1977. They were standing in the corner of a platform with no one around. A watch hanging on the wall not far away showed that it was midnight.
"This is called 'our world'. Do you want to see Stephen himself as described by Stephen?" Su Ming walked towards the other end of the platform and asked the mysterious guest by the way.
According to the memory of the novel in his previous life, the current Stephen has just finished writing "The Shining", has become famous, made money, and is holding a book signing in New York.
This Stephen also fell into a certain cycle. Every night he would go back to the hotel to sleep, and during the day he would sign books and sell books, as if the book signings would never end.
"This is not our world, so forget it." Mysterio followed the teacher's footsteps and touched her holster: "If you want to see Stephen, there is one on our Earth 40K, he is just an ordinary rich man.
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Su Ming smiled and didn't comment, but didn't say anything more and just continued on his journey.
As he passed the platform, he heard the sound of an approaching train, and then saw a woman wrapped in a windbreaker and wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night, sneaking up behind a child and pushing him off the platform.
The vehicle sped past, and the super hearing only heard a pop. The victim was like a tomato falling from a high altitude to the ground. He was smashed on the front of the car, and one of his ears even flew to the foot of the death knell.
Under the light, the snow-white little ears bounced a few times, showing good elasticity, and soon stopped moving, and a small pool of blood gradually flowed out.
Su Ming lowered his head and looked at the remains of the victim, then looked at the woman who was running away in a hurry. The high heels were hitting the ground as fast as her heartbeat.
"So when I get the next chance, I'll come up with a plan to trick Mr. Stan Lee out again and get to know you."
He continued to walk along the platform as if nothing had happened, talking to Mysterio about something on the narrative level. This was an exchange between the Supreme Mage.
Liana was a little concerned. She rubbed the back of her head and smacked her lips: "Is that woman a perverted murderer? She seems a little abnormal."
"You only saw a cycle, so you gave only half of the conclusion. My student, now you look back." Su Ming stopped and motioned to the mysterious guest to watch it for a while, and soon she would
clear.
I saw that the woman who had just escaped had returned to the railway track at some point. She seemed a little confused, turning her head and looking around. When she found a familiar car here, she showed a surprised look.
But before she could react, a little boy suddenly appeared from behind him. He was exactly the same as the boy who was pushed off the railroad track and killed. He slammed into the woman's back and knocked her off the railroad track.
At this time, another subway car came and hit the woman to pieces. One of her ears even flew to the feet of the mysterious guest.
Under the light, the snow-white little ears bounced a few times, showing good elasticity, and soon stopped moving, and a small pool of blood gradually flowed out.
"Ah, this." Mysterio looked at the teacher with a sudden realization. It turned out that this was the simplest cycle.
Su Ming smiled and asked her to continue reading. This was still not the whole story.
The speeding subway didn't even stop after hitting someone. It disappeared into the darkness of the underground transportation network with noise and whistling. The boy who pushed the person came to the track with a satisfied smile and poked his head downwards.
He seemed to want to see what happened to the woman he killed.
At this time, a woman wrapped in a windbreaker and wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night appeared sneakily behind him and pushed him off the platform with a fierce force.
The subway's brakes never worked. When a train came, there was only a "snap" sound. The boy was like a tomato falling from a high altitude to the ground. He was smashed on the front of the train, and one of his ears even flew to the feet of the death knell.
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The woman hurriedly covered her face and ran away. The high heels were hitting the ground as fast as her heartbeat.
"Do you understand now?" Deathstroke asked his student. He plucked the bloody ear with his toe and asked the mysterious guest to analyze it himself. He said it and listened to it as an assignment during the school trip.
Liana tilted her mouth. She looked at her ears at her feet, and then at the woman beside the railway not far away who appeared again, and the latter's expression of collapse again.
She said: "This is a "Terror Cruise"-style loop. The boy and the woman keep killing each other in an infinite loop. In the world of this story, there is no possibility of saving people?"
Just as he finished speaking, a roaring train passed by again, with the same familiar "plop" sound, and another white blood-stained ear fell to the feet of the mysterious guest.
A new cycle of killing and being killed begins again.