Inhibition Marking Committee

Huan Xiubai leaned his whole body against the wall, the concrete wall was damp and rough, perhaps covered with moss, but he didn't have a definite feeling about it.The soles of his feet, calves, knees, hip bones, ribcage, and even his skull lost all sensation they should have.The earth is greedily attracting him, as if wanting to swallow him up, an originally vague voice became clearer in his ears, calling him: lie down, rest for a while, die, everything will be free...

He turned a deaf ear, and manipulated the sticky skeleton to the table, groping for the engraved marks.

One, two... fifteen... countless!how come?Why are there so many!Exactly how many days, forget, how long... I don't remember... Am I alive... Not sure... Dreaming?Yeah?But why is there no beauty on the tower in the dream? ...a mess of scratches, one a day... How long have I lived, and how long have I been dead? ...I'm afraid, what are you afraid of? ...I am afraid that he will remember me...even more afraid that he will forget me...

Why do I protect my belly and what's in it?

Why am I probing the heels of my legs, what's down there?

Why do I have to say a name, who is he?

Why... who am I?where am I?

Why can I see myself standing in front of the table covered in bruises, and who is the questioner now?Who is this body?Which one is the real me?

Huan Xiubai fell into terrible anxiety.He just realized a problem, he seems to be no longer with his body.Like a piece of soap bubbles, he slipped out of his heavy and painful body. In order to escape many sufferings and tortures, he subconsciously broke free from his miserable body. This is a strange situation, because even he himself is not sure, what he saw The strange phenomenon is a dream or reality.

"Boom—boom"

That was the bell to start.

His soul began to vibrate, he wanted to scream, but he had already lost the ability to speak... Nerves were pulled, torn, stripped and removed, and he was getting farther and farther away from his body that was gradually losing temperature. He knelt on the ground and covered his hands. Holding his chest, strangling his own neck——

wake up!live!

His own body fainted in the field of vision, he saw his head hit the table with a muffled bang, like a rag doll whose bones had been taken out, the flesh and blood that had lost its soul collapsed on the ground, in a strange posture, He stared at himself with blood-red eyes.

Who are you?who I am?

You and I are both Huan Xiubai.

Suddenly, he felt a frightening suction pulling him back to the small table. He opened his eyelids from the dizziness, his whole body was drenched in sweat, his hands and feet were trembling with cold, as if he had just walked out of the morgue of the hospital. Once, absurdly lonely, uneasy, wet and cold sweat fell heavily on his eyes, he blinked and blinked, squeezed out some, dripped down his sharp chin, staggered towards the door at the end of the corridor, until it opened , Wrapped in the endless heat waves of the war world, he realized that he still couldn't see——

Only then did I realize that it was not sweat, but tears from missing the beautiful past.

The soul is numb and ignorant, walking on the edge of the arena, stepping on the soles of the feet, the rotten flesh oozes from the toes, I don’t know whose bones I stepped on, the spines scratched the lower legs, the ankle bones seemed to be exposed outside the skin, Contorted and sunk in the mud.He was like a man who was carrying a heavy load in the desert and could not find the end, supporting his tattered body, shivering with cold in the heat.

So cold, so thirsty, so hungry, so hot...

Gotta drink something...can't walk...eat, eat!eat them all!For the sake of it growing in his body, for the people waiting for him behind bars, he rushed towards the countless swaying lights and shadows, and ate them! ——

Fang Weixing bent slightly with great interest, observing the situation off the court.He slightly adjusted the time of this world, went out for a trip, and when he came back, two years had passed, and his boarding item was still alive, although the separation of soul and body had already begun.

As expected of an excellent body selected.It will be the most perfect and suitable combination to take over his soul and godhead with the strength closest to that of a god.

The world under the MOC is collapsing for unknown reasons. More than five small worlds have been swallowed by the boundless abyss, but the mastermind doesn't take it seriously.This is not negligence. When the godhead is unstable, the small world controlled by "contradictions" causes the world lines to squeeze each other and collapse, which is also expected.

He wasn't in a hurry, and he didn't spend any effort on this matter. As long as he got a "clean" body, he could completely abandon the old storage place, rejuvenate, and start preparing for the next divine turmoil.

"Master Brain, it has been detected that the fulcrum activities of more than 130 small worlds have been suspended. Not only that, all humans under the OBA system have fallen into a deep sleep. Please make a decision."

Fang Weixing received a message from MOC president Crozier through the system.

"Report their coordinates."

"It should be in the sci-fi world [170] at present. Their transfer speed is very fast, and they may jump to the next world at any time."

"Find them and deal with the traitors and invaders."

"Follow orders."

Fang Weixing turned around, and looked down again. After seeing the scene clearly, even he couldn't help saying "Huh?" with interest.

After only 5 minutes, most of the supernatural beings in the field died.Their corpses fell to the ground in an extremely dry state, as if they had been drained of all the water in their bodies, even the internal organs and cells were not spared, and the yellow and black skin was dry and hard tied to the dehydrated meat , like rotten old bacon discarded by people.

And a person, with chaotic and delirious steps, shuttled among the people at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye. His right hand like an iron arm penetrated the human body, pulled out the blood vessels on the heart, stuffed them into his mouth, and gulped down. He treated everyone as a water storage tank, pulled out their "water pipes" one by one, and watered his thirsty stomach.

But this is not enough to instantly turn a fresh corpse into a mummy.

Fang Weixing was very interested in this. He guessed that it should be the continuous torture that made the boarding object awaken other abilities after all current abilities were sealed.

And he himself didn't feel it.Everything is gradual, latent, unconscious behavior.

After the battle, the mastermind went down to the boarding house in person.

He was surprised by Huan Xiubai's change.After two years in the World of War, he was actually able to use the "spider silk" thrown by the mastermind when he lost his heart. Even if he was seriously injured, the "spider silk" would slowly repair his body, Let him be able to support until now.

Fang Weixing was actually happy about it. The faster the "spider silk" is repaired and the wider the scope, the greater the integration with Huan Xiubai's body will be, and the synchronization progress of the boarding will increase dramatically.He walked over and touched the person's unconscious bones, and the system automatically popped up a message: [Synchronization progress 97%]

When approaching him, Fang Weixing intuitively felt the heaviness of the aura with his spirit body for a long time.The gloom surrounding this poor man whose soul is about to disappear from the world turned into substance, and even when he turned his body stiffly, the space would be slightly distorted and holed because of the "evil" he had undertaken, as if one side had been shot with a gun. Broken mirror, cracked here and there, full of hollow bullet holes.

- It's time to harvest.

Fang Weixing is satisfied with his change.At present, all the evolution of Huan Xiubai's body will pave the way for his soul to live in.Everything that Huan Xiubai owns will become his in the future.He picked this child out of the vast crowd in order to maximize value.

Huan Xiubai never let him down.Except for the relationship with an alpha.

But that fertilized egg has long been polluted by his "spider silk" and has become his sac.

"What was the food the day before yesterday? Did you eat it? The taste of dragon meat is different from that of humans."

Huan Xiubai twisted his neck with difficulty, tilted to the side, and the space twisted into ripples above his head.

leather jacket.

He moved his lips soundlessly and grinned.

"This dragon ate the 'mushroom' I raised carefully. I gave you the body that contains the divine power of various gods in the small world. You should feel honored, Vice President Huan."

Meat—meat, meat.

"What you ate today was your own meat, remember? I washed the calf meat that fell on the ground after you were cut off, sliced ​​it into pieces, and put it in your food bowl."

Meat...meat...eat meat...delicious meat, hungry meat, my meat...

Fang Weixing received a message. He entered the system and found that the profile picture of the president, Crozier, had been completely wiped out. Feeling bored, he typed [dead] next to Crozier's name.

"I'll feed you better meat tomorrow. It's what you want to eat." Fang Weixing said with a smile.

Huan Xiubai's paralyzed brain was touched by his words, and he returned to dead silence.

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No. 30 days, science fiction world.

"Have you found it yet? Come back after this month."

"Father, you don't need to persuade me."

The other side was silent for a while, and said in a gentle tone: "You are so anxious because you haven't tasted the loss. One day, you have to learn to look at it calmly."

"At least in my opinion, that day has not yet come."

"if--"

Xi Mohui interrupted him wearily: "My mother went to save you back then. If she hadn't insisted, you wouldn't have had the chance to give birth to me alive."

"It was different. We had you then. If it weren't for that, I'd rather die than suffer her."

Xi Mo smiled back, lightly but sadly: "There are so many 'ifs'. I just want to do something so that I won't regret it, and so does my mother. Besides, how do you know the situation is different..."

Du Yuelan recognized his tone, and asked instead: "What are you hiding from us?"

"I'm not the one who's pregnant. It's him." He directed his men to remove Crozier's body with a serious and hoarse voice, "I'm telling you the truth because after I go back, I hope you and my mother will not interfere with me and my mother." Any of his decisions, and—”

"Accept him, just like me." He solemnly stated his request, which was also a silent commitment and responsibility to another person.

Du Yuelan did not reply to the child immediately, but said: "I will discuss it with your mother."

"it is good."

Simo waited for his father to hang up, and turned back to the scene in front of him. The president of MOC, Crozier, suddenly appeared and tried to assassinate him, but he caught him and killed him, and threw him by the side of the road.The nearby houses were devastated, full of traces left after the battle.

No. 30 days, still no trace of Huan Xiubai.

However, the president came here after receiving the instruction, which showed that the mastermind really couldn't hold his breath anymore, maybe in the next world, he would meet the mastermind.He checked the list of small worlds given by Xu Aili, and the next one was: War World.

Suddenly, Simo raised his jaw and looked into the distance.A huge black phantom bursts out of the sky, the light gray sky looks like a painting that has been pierced from the back, the black hole keeps growing, and the part that looks like a big mouth opens, devouring the entire space crazily .

"That's—" Simo Hui's tired and indifferent face showed shock.

"Interesting, isn't it? I just found out too." A voice sounded behind him.

The moment Simo turned around, he threw a short spear, and the silver armor covered his whole body like growing vines. He jumped backwards, with his toes pointing in the air, and stood in the air relying on the power of the spell, looking down at the people on the ground.

Fang Weixing took the short spear, played with it for a while, broke it, and threw it on the ground.

"Don't be nervous." He raised his head and smiled back at Sim Mo, "I'm just here to fetch your meat and feed it to the dogs."

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The next chapter will take Brother Huan home.Meimei has been vaccinated in advance.

For the fairy godmothers who have worked so hard to follow the article, I burned the au episode of the sweet school girl Meimei x the little gangster, just poke me and get it

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感谢在2019-11-2021:30:04~2019-11-2322:35:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Qiuqiuqiu;

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Yu Ni Ni 3; Qiu Qiuqiu, Shuoai Zhehua, Barbecue No. 2, Ye Ye, Seaweed that can only know water, and Nana 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：流年38瓶；折花君19瓶；瓷言好香一女的10瓶；今天想吃方便面2瓶；说爱折花1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!