On how to save the world by defeating the protagonist

Chapter 422 Nightmare When Waking Up
What did I do, and why did I end up like this?Trapped in a bottomless hell where the eyes can't see, Nie Chu, who has never doubted himself since the moment he was born, began to passively reflect on himself for the first time in his life.

In fact, he didn't see anything too much when he looked back at that horror just now, but a pair of dark brown pupils, growing on the face of a tall and thin woman: that woman was also ordinary, not like the dark brown eyes in horror movies. The evil spirit in Tan Guiyan is not like a resentful little ghost, but a standard college student's attire, and he even has a bookish spirit that has not faded;
However, it was that familiar face that made him so terrified that he never had the courage to look back.

That face, as long as he stared at him, seemed to be submerged in the water all the time, overlapping with the figure that was knocked into the river by his mistake at that time: so innocent and angry, clean and straightforward, secretive and shining ; like a too-clear mirror, reflecting his own misery every moment:

"How many people have you hurt in your life for your own benefit? Do you still remember?" When Nie Chu was frozen in the wheelchair and stared at the runway, the urging voice instantly cut through the last words on his face. A little masquerade of calm.

The president could no longer hide the deep-rooted fear in his heart, and let out a scream that was sharper than a woman in a horror movie, and began to turn the wheelchair desperately under him like a conditioned reflex; There are classic lines like "Don't come here!"

It turned out that the male protagonist who once turned his hands into clouds and rained his hands would cry like an ordinary person after all the aura faded away?Swaying slowly behind the wheelchair, Tong Lu watched the miserable state of the man in front of her from the small screen of the camera, but felt a little bored at the same time:

Thinking about the fact that she died at the hands of this kind of guy, and she still couldn't get the cannon fodder for justice, she always felt uncomfortable.

Perhaps it was because she saw through the weakness of her opponent that she felt more guilty and unwilling to herself: "It's just a dog that has been taken away from luck. How could it be possible to make people like that at that time? Could it be that the original Am I really too weak to resist?" Opening her palm, she felt the surging power in her blood, and then thought about the helplessness in the past, and the unspeakable depression in her heart.

"Don't blame you at that time, after all, everyone came here like this." Sensing the thoughts of the savior, Ah Chung stepped forward in time, and easily clung to the man's waist from behind: "As long as it is born in the plane Creatures, no matter how powerful they are, cannot escape the constraints and arrangements of the plane itself; and this arrangement is what humans often call 'fate'."

"As long as they are on the original plane, no one can escape the word 'destiny', and this has little to do with that person's own strength. For example, that Hu Mian is already a genius who has cultivated immortals and attained the Tao. When the sky changes fate, don’t you have to call us for help?”

Rubbing his face on the thin butterfly bone of the other party, the little rabbit felt that his performance was really considerate: "So, now that you have the opportunity to change your destiny, why bother with those weak people in the past? Could it be, in this world Is there really anyone who has never been wronged since birth?"

"Think about it." Seeing that the other party seemed to be touched, her chest softened, and she rubbed harder: "Your current strength is not all accidental, is it? It is the result of your hard work through several worlds." Come down, there is no need for you to feel sorry for anyone..."

"You relied on your own strength to avenge your original self!"

I avenge myself?Hearing what the person behind him said, Tong Lu couldn't help laughing: He really deserves to be the god who rules the void, and his words are still so vague and inexplicably reasonable.Although some of the sentences are not smooth, but the comforting effect is really good.

Patting the back of the opponent's hand on her shoulder with her backhand, and looking at the faceless male protagonist who was crying and howling in front of her, she finally felt a little revenge; but, seeing that the man changed faster than a landslide The savior couldn't help asking another question:
"I know that the child of luck has a miserable life after losing the protection of the plane, but it's only been less than a month..." She wrinkled her nose and pointed at the mentally ill man Crippled: "Why did this person become so fast?"

"Of course it's because he keeps dying and you, the savior, are on the side to speed up the progress?" Regarding this question, Ah Qiong said that it doesn't make much sense: "If the male lead didn't tirelessly make small tricks and trouble you, how could he have fallen? To this point?" You know, the existence of the "savior" itself is a catalyst for the protagonist.

"Moreover, the more like this kind of protagonist who looks like Jack Su so prominently protruding into the sky and illogical, the shallower his foundation will be, and the difficulty will be lower when he wants to defeat him;" Tilting her head, she continued to stick to the other person's back. , and explained in a coquettish tone: "Because this kind of protagonist is the most brainless, and his luck composition is also the simplest;"

"Only three: money, heroine, and male and female supporting roles, and the rest is gone." Wracking her fingers, she calculated one by one:

"The heroine was disturbed by your immediate divorce, right? One-third of it has gone away; as for the money, we have already taken half, and now another sixth has gone; yesterday the male protagonist's handful The fire also burned his die-hard fan girl, that important female partner, Xiang Rujiao, and one third of it has to be counted; in this way..."

"... Well, now the male protagonist probably only has one-sixth of his luck left, so it's reasonable for us to make it like this." Using the knowledge he had learned in the first grade of elementary school in college, the little rabbit finally had a hard time. It's a little proud to calculate the male protagonist's current remaining luck.

Okay, okay, I know you are good at mathematics in elementary school, can you stop scratching my back?Turning back and pulling the person to the front, Tong Lu smiled and pinched the man's still struggling fingers with one hand: "Stop gesturing. Numbers over ten cannot be gesticulated with one hand alone;"

"One more thing, you forgot;" Rubbing the frizzy hair of the person in her arms, she looked at the trembling back in front of her, and smiled slightly: "The rest is not one-sixth, but one-twelfth."

"Later, we will take away the price of this time."

When he woke up again, Nie Chu found that he had left the devil's plastic runway and landed safely on the familiar carpet in the office.

Has that absurd nightmare finally come to an end?Blinking a pair of bloodshot and slightly dull eyes, he recalled everything he experienced in that different space just now: Driven by some strange force behind him, he was sweating profusely, his lips trembled, and his hands fought hard. desperately moved the wheelchair forward;
"I'm sorry, I was wrong! Please let me go!" He couldn't remember how many times he yelled unanswered begging for mercy in the cold and piercing fear. , I seem to have shaken out all the wrong things I have done before:

About financial transactions, bribery, forced expropriation, and commercial espionage... those things that were once shady, are now being dug out by myself, and they are still clearly reflected in my mind!
No, that woman must have taken the opportunity to record all these secrets while she was being bluffed out of her mind!After recalling everything, Nie Chu's back was soaked in cold sweat again; looking around, he was already in the office he was most familiar with, but he felt that it was even more terrifying than the hell just now:
All my indiscriminate means have been questioned, what should I do next?
I stared blankly at the colorful neon lights outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. This was Mr. Nie's favorite scenery in the past, but now it seems ironic; How long is the scenery?Grinning, he couldn't help feeling that his eye sockets were a little wet.

And just as he raised his hand to wipe away his tears, a huge blow almost knocked him down: he couldn't lift his right arm.

"What, what's going on here?" Nie Chu hastily changed his left hand for a try, only then did he realize that all the bones in his right hand, from the elbow to the fingertips, had been completely emptied!The right arm right now is simply a pile of rotten flesh that cannot be lifted.

That woman would never let him go, and if she promised to break a limb at a time, she would definitely do it.This method of taking human bones out of thin air without hurting the flesh is already absurd enough to make people laugh.

"Haha, hahahaha..." Holding his face with his remaining left hand, Nie Chu smiled miserably, letting tears fall from his eyes: Is this the real world he has to face?Or are you still in that hell?
Why does the world look no different from purgatory? Why do I still have to suffer more terrible things than in my dream even though I have clearly woken up from the nightmare?The neon in the distance dissipated little by little, and he sat in the wheelchair, as if he saw his own destiny that was dissipating along with it, and kept sliding into the abyss.

No matter what happens next, he will not be surprised anymore.

(End of this chapter)