My years as a boss

Chapter 80 The Bottom 22

The scene was not silent. On the contrary, it could be called noisy. After all, the chatter between the collector and the mask alone was enough to constitute an exaggerated stage.

But under the noisy appearance, there is a calm restlessness, they wait quietly, the moment when the tight string breaks, just like these ability users in front of them, waiting for the moment to tear up the false peace.

The existence of Bai Cang ensures that their abilities cannot be used, but this does not weaken their danger in the slightest.

For this group of guys, even an inconspicuous pebble can become a sharp weapon in their hands—what's more, these people in front of them are the most dangerous existences among capable people, they don't need foreign objects, they are the most powerful weapon.

In the few minutes when the noise and silence coexisted, after the capable users stared at Jiang Yiyi long enough, the anomalous person who cowered and moved forward finally shortened the distance between him and Jiang Yiyi to close enough.

"I……"

His voice was too soft, completely drowned out by the noisy voice.

Jiang Yiyi took a step forward.

There seemed to be a pause in the noise, but there seemed to be no change.

The collector's voice changed, because he was too eager, and broke his voice: "Don't—keep your eyes for me—"

"Oh, why are you so careless~"

The mask changed its posture and leaned against the wall, the gorgeous tone mixed with the high voice, swaying full of interest.

Yuanyuan stood where he was, his big white teeth glistening under the light: "How many times have I told you that you can't beat him..."

Reaper stretched out his hand and picked up the long sword that fell on the ground - this action made him lose the opportunity to stop the opponent's movement.

After all, he was an anomaly, the fastest man.

Jiang Yiyi's foot had just landed, the collector's high voice was still in the air, and the abnormal person had already stuck in front of him—in order to avoid being stopped by Bai Cang again, this time, he chose to get close.

Jiang Yiyi's ignorance of fighting was far beyond their imagination. After the abnormal person stuck to Jiang Yiyi, even pinched his larynx—almost putting death on the opponent's face, Jiang Yiyi recovered from the afterimage. Identify the series of actions of the other party.

"I..." The anomaly stuck so close that the weak voice was enough to reach Jiang Yiyi's ears clearly: "I don't like weak people."

It wasn't a timid tone, not the tone of a person with low self-esteem, but an unwavering indifference.

As soon as the voice fell, without giving Bai Cang a chance to stop him, the abnormal person directly broke it off——

and many more.

The anomalous person's pupils rolled, and he looked at the unresponsive hand out of the corner of his eye.

Jiang Yiyi took a step back, taking a step away from him calmly and calmly.

"I dont like it either."

Jiang Yiyi looked down at the anomalous person, and smiled slightly at him: "So, you must have the self-consciousness that you are weak."

Jiang Yiyi has always been very clear about himself, and it is because he knows how powerful he is that he will try his best to restrain himself and prevent the overpowering force from destroying the precarious balance.

But now, the balance has been broken by his own hands.

Jiang Yiyi looked at the ability users who were watching him, and smiled at them: "If you have this self-awareness, things will be much simpler."

This guy is provocative.

Origin turned to look at the collector and the mask, and the mask gestured in the direction of Death.

Holding the long sword in his arms, Death let out bursts of laughter, the sound echoed in the corridor, and the intimidating effect was excellent.

"But you probably won't have this self-awareness."

If the old balance has been broken, then rebuild a new balance.

"So, why not do it?"

Jiang Yiyi looked back at the abnormal person who had paused. After his eyes fell on him, the abnormal person regained control of his body. In the next second, he quickly retreated into the capable person—without any intention of rushing up to pull back The meaning of a game.

The Grim Reaper held the long sword, and laughed loudly until he went mad.

"Probably because, although they have bad brains, they still know your skill level just now."

Bai Cang was not surprised by their choice at all, and even explained the reason for Jiang Yiyi: "At least, they now understand that you are definitely not weak."

The mask leaned against the wall and thought for a few seconds, before showing Jiang Yiyi's normal logical thinking ability: "Bai Cang, has your ability control improved?"

"No." Bai Cang shook his head regretfully: "I have weakened all capable users."

The collector was thoughtful: "So, either he is not capable, or he is stronger than you?"

"Li Yihe..."

The abnormal person's voice was extremely low, and he glanced at Jiang Yiyi after jumping out a word, as if the other party would quickly shrink into a ball if the other party made any movement-but judging from the other party's sudden violent performance just now, it was undoubtedly just a illusion.

He asked softly, "How?"

"I'm standing here, isn't it enough to show Li Yihe's attitude?"

Bai Cang: "Don't waste time, when did you care about this?"

If they could be persuaded by reason and reality, then they wouldn't be at the bottom of Star Prison.

Origin snorted: "I'm not crazy now." He raised his head towards Jiang Yiyi: "Besides, that guy is standing in front of us now."

"Don't tell me you don't feel it."

He took a deep breath, as if he could breathe some strange existence from countless microbes and bacteria—in other words, this action made him look a little abnormal.

"He's special."

Because he talked about a topic of interest, the collector who immediately picked up the conversation raised his voice: "Yes, he is special. I want his eyes. Of course, if other parts can be given to me..."

"Tsk." The mask drew a long tone, expressing his dislike for the other party: "The special thing about the doctor is obviously..."

He stretched out his hand and drew a big circle: "Brilliant soul, vast galaxy."

The abnormal person's voice was still very low: "Did the professor teach you? He is good at this-carving, polishing, and then shining."

The Grim Reaper stopped laughing crazily, and rested for a few seconds: "Because it's a doctor."

He was trembling nervously, his tone was erratic, with a lingering smile: "I like it, I like it, I like it..."

He held his long sword tightly and looked at Jiang Yiyi: "Don't you like them?"

He didn't look back at the people behind him, he was stubborn as if offering treasures to Jiang Yiyi: "Shall I kill them for you?"

The darkness in the depths of his eyes was suppressed in the deepest part, leaving only pure madness: "Then, will you kill me?"

"Not good." Jiang Yiyi rejected him again, and took a step in the direction of Yuanyuan and the others.

Yuanyuan frowned, moved his wrist, glanced at Jiang Yiyi's small arms and legs, stopped abruptly, and turned his head to look at the abnormal person.

The abnormal person lowered his head and stirred the corners of his clothes with his fingers, completely autistic.

He looked at the collector again, and the collector shook his head and raised his voice: "No, no, I think he looks best when there is light in his eyes—" He was so excited that he broke his voice again: "I won't join forces with you."

Genesis glanced over the overexcited Collector and paused on the mask.

"I don't agree with this proposal either~"

The mask shook his head and said: "I'm still waiting to chat with him about life and ideals."

Origin took one last look at Reaper, who laughed softly because of being rejected, and let out a "tsk" again.

"A bunch of idiots."

He looked at Jiang Yiyi again: "What exactly do you want?"

"Didn't you see that these guys are completely fascinated by you?"

Jiang Yiyi paused, and he looked around—the Grim Reaper holding a long sword and smirking like a dementia, the autistic child who lowered his head and pinched the hem of his clothes, and the idiot who praised his eyes in a fancy way, and the one who leaned against the wall and looked Like a normal person's mask.

If possible, he chooses to refuse.

It's a pity that he has no choice. The professors in the buff on the skill panel are still watching him, just like the blessing he once gave - they chased Jiang Yiyi, offering him madness and death.

Jiang Yiyi looked at Yuanyuan: "So, you haven't?"

"I'm not a pervert." Although Yuanyuan said this sentence confidently, he immediately lowered his voice and said: "But if you collapse, please come to me as soon as possible."

"I like this."

"If there is such a day." Jiang Yiyi passed him and walked towards the room of 1-003.

The magician opened the door for him.

"Since you'd like to talk,"

Jiang Yiyi walked into a familiar room, and the furnishings in 1-003 remained the same—I don’t know if it was too late to change, or for other reasons, all the furnishings in the room still had traces of the past, as if the professor was still sitting on the chair, calmly He stared sideways at the person outside the door.

"That couldn't be better."

Jiang Yiyi sat on the chair in the middle of the room, looked sideways at the other people who walked into the room: "After all, I really need you."

"There are so many people interested in ability users that they can't be counted."

The mask stopped by the bookshelf, stretched out his hand and brushed the spine of the book, his gorgeous tone sank slightly: "You shouldn't kill the professor, he has a noble soul."

Noble soul?professor?

Jiang Yiyi suspects that between him and the mask, there is a person who has a wrong interpretation of the "noble" cognition.

"But as a capable person, he still tries to..."

The collector looked left and right, found the best angle to appreciate Jiang Yiyi's eyes, and said, "You are the first to control us."

His appreciation angle is very special, he doesn't look directly into Jiang Yiyi's eyes, his gaze brushes past the pupils, and lands on the entire pair of eyes, their gazes never meet from the beginning to the end.

"Even if it's Bai Cang, it's just a switch." Yuan Yuan blocked the door, looked at the narrow room because of the crowds, and complained: "This place is too small."

Even so, he entered the door and sat down on the carpet.

The god of death followed behind him, and as soon as he entered the door, he threw away the long sword and sat at the nearest place beside Jiang Yiyi, muttering something that no one could hear clearly.

Because the abnormal person moved slowly, he fell to the end.

Bai Cang looked around the room where most of the space was occupied, and turned his head to inform Jian Si and the others who were standing outside the door: "There is no room inside, you stay outside."

They didn't listen to him.

The lunatic walked into the room without making a sound, and went straight to Jiang Yiyi—and then found that someone had taken his place.

The god of death noticed the direct gaze, looked up at the lunatic, and the strange laughter sounded again.

The confrontation didn't even last for a second, before the murderous intention formed, the lunatic took the lead to look away and sat on the blanket behind Jiang Yiyi.

Lin Yi strolled into the room unobtrusively and stood in the corner.

The magician stood at the door without moving.

Jian Si thought for a few seconds, and gave up the idea of ​​entering the door in front of the crowded space with nowhere to go, and also stayed outside the door—the so-called nowhere to go does not mean that there are no more people, but that If you walk into other people, you will inevitably invade the safe distance of other people, and invading the safe distance of other people will easily lead to misunderstanding.

Especially when the so-called "others" refer to capable persons, causing misunderstandings is basically equivalent to bloody conflicts.

Bai Cang closed the door and sat on another vacated chair.

The abnormal person probably realized that he really couldn't squeeze in, so he simply stopped and didn't go any further.

"Because he is also a capable person, he knows exactly how far he can do it." Origin completed what he had said just now: "Although I don't know what you are going to do..."

Having said that, he licked his lips and became curious about the question: "What do you want to do?"

The disorganized and disorderly nature of the capable person was brought into full play next.

The masquerade was repeated in seconds, and he didn't care about the question asked by Yuan Yuan at all, and asked his own question: "You are indeed very similar to the professor."

He looked at the collector, as if he was talking to the other party, or Jiang Yiyi: "Although the professor's little hobby is not interesting, it is also interesting to have a replica after his death."

The collector crouched in the corner, disapproving of his words: "You said the doctor is a replica?"

His eyes moved away from Jiang Yiyi and fell on the mask: "I know you appreciate the professor's knowledge, but since your eyes are not used to vent your anger, does the doctor look like a replica?"

He glanced at Jiang Yiyi, who was sitting on the chair and almost perfectly reproduced the behavior of the professor, and said firmly, "On your level, you still appreciate thinking and soul? Let's change your hobby."

The Collector quarreled with Mask.

Mask: "Why not? Are they exactly the same?"

Collector: "Which one is exactly the same? Are you blind?"

"Otherwise, how could the professor commit suicide? Do you think the professor will commit suicide if someone says a bunch of nonsense?" The mask argues: "Of course it is because he has completed his art that he chooses to die so easily. "

The collector's voice was louder than his: "Of course it's because the doctor has gone far beyond the artwork itself that he expected."

"Hey hey." The god of death let out an inexplicable laugh from the side.

The abnormal person whispered: "They are so noisy." He grabbed the corner of his clothes and repeated in a low voice: "So noisy, so noisy, so noisy...so noisy——"

The suddenly amplified voice suddenly inserted into the quarrel without attracting any attention.

Except for Jiang Yiyi, who cast his gaze at him, the other capable users seemed to have long been accustomed to the extreme change from static to dynamic, and didn't care about the episode of the abnormal person at all.

Yuan Yuan crossed his arms and yelled at Jiang Yiyi, "Why didn't you answer my question?"

Mask: "Beyond the artwork itself... At this time, you know the professor again?"

Collector: "At least I can confirm that the doctor's eyes are different from all dirty mortals. They are the most perfect works of art."

The anomaly repeated loudly: "It's so noisy——"

"Hahahahaha" Death's laughter gradually went wild.

In the blink of an eye, the ability users fell into disorder again.

Bai Cang was not surprised by this, after all, what they were facing was a capable person—and this is what a capable person looks like. The first time Jiang Yiyi met Bai Cang and the professor were the exceptions among the capable persons.

They are crazy, they are impulsive, and they are out of tune with the world.

The name of the so-called "new human beings with incomplete evolution" came from this.

If this is a game, then they are the best material, the most interesting npc, and the game levels related to them will definitely become extra interesting-players who have read files countless times:? ? ?

But if it's not a game...

That would be too bad.

So, thankfully, it's just a game.

"Shut up."

The blade was turning at Jiang Yiyi's fingertips, and his voice sounded in the noisy room, the volume was not high, but it easily penetrated the noise and reached everyone's ears: "Speak one by one."

There was a sudden silence in the room—not because of Jiang Yiyi's words, but because of the sense of danger hanging over his head slowly following his words.

Keen beasts can detect the approaching crisis at the first time, and obviously, the crisis they are aware of at this moment comes from Jiang Yiyi who is watching them calmly.

The scene was quiet for a few seconds, as if captured by a sense of crisis.

But in the next second, someone laughed, breaking this illusion.

"It's really annoying." Masquerade took a step forward: "What do you think death is to us?"

He kept walking, approaching Jiang Yiyi step by step.

"Because I have power beyond ordinary people, I feel omnipotent." The corners of the mask's mouth were raised extremely high, which seemed a little weird: "In this world, no one is omnipotent."

"Even if you are strong enough, so what?" He stopped in front of Jiang Yiyi, bent over and stretched out his hand as an invitation: "Come on, kill me."

He looked into Jiang Yiyi's eyes, and his voice gradually became higher and higher: "You can decide life and death, but you cannot decide our choice."

Jiang Yiyi's expression changed.

Mask keenly captured this point, and his emotions reached a climax in an instant, and his words became more and more powerful: "Even if the body is restricted, the mind is free. This is the soul of free thinking..."

Jiang Yiyi interrupted him: "I can."

The mask stopped talking and reacted for a few seconds: "What?"

"If you strongly request, I can help you decide your choice." Jiang Yiyi glanced at his skills calmly, and "Psychology" stood in the first column of skills, which was nothing special.

"But I don't guarantee recovery." Jiang Yiyi said dryly: "After all, thoughts are free."

The mask paused for a few seconds in front of Jiang Yiyi, then turned to look at Bai Cang.

Bai Cang nodded at him, corroborating Jiang Yiyi's words: "Actually, this is what doctors are best at."

He gestured towards the door, and gave an example: "Even if you don't know any of the people brought by the doctor, the magician should have an impression."

"The gatekeeper's assistant?" Origin recalled, thinking of the magician who stopped at the door and didn't come in: "What's wrong with him?"

Bai Cang said euphemistically: "He will appear here, which is enough to prove the doctor's ability."

The anomaly's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

"Isn't it because the doctor has reached a cooperation with Star Prison?"

"Star Prison's style of doing things is not so rough." The mask's eyes fell on Jiang Yiyi again: "They are too cautious."

"If it wasn't for cooperation," the collector said aside, "then he appeared here..."

He suddenly realized, and came to the conclusion: "He betrayed Star Prison."

The collector looked at the mask happily: "Free soul~ha! Free thought~ha! Big fool!"

Had it not been for the restraint of his manners and breeding, he would have rolled to the ground with joy.

The mask ignored him, he smiled brightly at Jiang Yiyi, and said urgently: "If this is really the case, please do it."

He stared at Jiang Yiyi intently, and there was even a layer of gratified water in his eyes: "I really want to feel the power that can distort free will," he said sincerely and sincerely: "I have studied, some capable people Behavior like changing other people's minds can be done, but it's not long-lasting and easily corrected."

"And I have always believed that what distinguishes humans from animals is the free will that humans possess."

"As long as life is still moving forward, all distorted cognition will eventually be denied by the brain."

He urgently and enthusiastically made a request to Jiang Yiyi: "So, please show it to me, and let me prove that while you control your life, you also control your thoughts."

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