kill those singularities

When someone says you have a brain problem, you can still smile and say back that you are sick.

When two people say you're out of your mind, you're wondering if it's April Fool's Day.

When three people... I'm sorry you start to think if the world is playing with you.

Wen Shuo was faced with such a pitiful situation.

Before Ozymandias said that she was out of her mind, it could be understood that this person got up too angry. After all, many excellent humans always have various strange tempers.

However, the Sun King still said that after playing cards to enhance friendship, and asked her to organize her thoughts before going out to visit the enemy, which had to be taken seriously.

And what is the Master?

What kind of group is Heroic Spirit?

No illusion that is just to torture the test samples put in to raise Gu will design such a sophisticated and illogical setting to add drama to itself.

What's more, the combat power of the "heroic spirit" is set so high that it is higher than ordinary humans. Such a design will make it difficult for ordinary people in it. If they are facing an abyss, they may die directly if they are not careful.

And what would happen to him if he died here, Wen Shuo didn't dare to think deeply about it.She didn't have the guts to gamble on whether she would burp directly after dying or wake up somewhere outside - besides, where her real dick was was a problem.

The death rate is too high, which is not in line with the original intention of the designer of the killing field, and Wen Shuo is very clear about her current value - no one wants to kill her directly.

There have been similar experiments before, but there is no such thing as a heroic spirit that is put in front of the experimental subject. If it is to achieve the purpose of promoting human evolution, then it should be a species that can be directly eliminated, such as those living corpses.And if she just wanted to destroy a person's psychological endurance, as she speculated at the beginning, why didn't the one who came out of the coffin be a ruined mummy but a beautiful man who was shining with gold and could play cards?

Therefore, existences such as "heroic spirits" are anomalous numbers anyway.

...Also, she has not forgotten that there are still some aborigines left in the city of Yanan, those guys who are huddled in the house and are unwilling to go out.

If such a catastrophic illusion is to be created, why are there such superfluous existences as the aborigines?They didn't want to communicate with Wen Shuo, and they didn't want to go out to find life. Instead, they just resented the hunters.

So where are the "hunters" as they call them?Does it have anything to do with the suit you're wearing?

What kind of role does the informative old man in the cemetery play?

Wen Shuo fell into deep thought.

She believes that the previous assumption must be overturned, and that this place is not designed for such a simple purpose.

Fortunately, I was the only ordinary person in the prison before. It seems that that idiot was not sent in together, which is quite reassuring.

But what if, what if... this illusion was not artificially designed?

A cool air rises from under the feet.

And Matthew, after temporarily relaxing, finally began to think about a serious matter - what to do if the communicator is gone.

She could already imagine Dr. Roman covering his face and weeping bitterly while Da Vinci kissed him to comfort him...

His Excellency the caster Merlin, who is miraculous in some respects, is not around, and the other servants can't be contacted, what should I do...

The frowning little girl heard the hesitant and tangled voice of her senior drifting over: "Matthew, you said that I am the Master... Did we really know each other before?"

Chaldea control room.

As Matthew thought, Roman was indeed on the verge of collapse. With red eyes, he kept trying to contact the group of people who hadn't heard from him. His fingers were about to convulse, but the interface still only showed "communication interrupted" and "unable to connect" typeface.

"How come..." The doctor's voice was hoarse and choked with sobs, "Have you not detected any signs yet? It's all my fault that I didn't look at them carefully. If I were more careful, a little more careful, wouldn't it be..."

"It's not your fault, Romani." The Almighty comforted him, "This is not your job alone, don't take everything on yourself."

Roman stared at the interface, muttering to himself, "Next second...next second..."

"Calm down!" Da Vinci sternly said, "It's not uncommon for you to be unable to get in touch. At this time, you have to trust them. There is no one in a million human saviors who are responsible for hope! Besides, Trismegis Both Tess and Laplace are functioning normally."

She said to the staff in the control room: "Always pay attention to the situation of this idiot. Also, start the record."

The talent consultant took a picture of Roman's phone on his face, "You are the chief executive, everyone in Chaldea is pointing at you, cheer up Romani! Your virtual idol can't stand it anymore."

Several messages popped up on the screen Magic☆Merry Sauce, which Roman had no time or mood to pay attention to.

It is rare for virtual idols not to use a few kaomoji, but to say bluntly: 'Baga!There has been no movement for so long, have you already hung up? '

'Is there anything unhappy that can't be melted into dessert? '

'Remember, there is nothing that the great idol Mei Li-chan can't solve!If so, then hold your hope and give it to time~☆'

The pink-haired young man took a few deep breaths, stabilized his emotions, and held his phone tightly, "You're right..."

Da Vinci gestured to all the staff, with a rare expression.If... if something really happens, they can't afford to choose a new master again, but Humanity has to continue to save, if it doesn't work, only...

Chaldea is gloomy and gloomy, while Yharnam's singularity is the opposite of joy and laughter.

...literally laughter.

Matthew pursed her lips, "Senior, King Ozymandias must have been beaten stupid..." The little girl couldn't help but want to go out to find out after hearing the heart-stirring laugh.

"Don't go out yet," Wen Shuo stopped her with a smile, "You have also seen the fighting power of the Pharaoh, and if he can't solve it, we will just add to the chaos." As for what he can solve, don't we need two cheerleaders? 666?

"And if, I mean if, any of the two outside is weakened, it will actually be beneficial to our survival."

The girl of the natural department shuddered, always feeling that the senior was already black. What happened...

When the gods were fighting in the center of Yanan City, Wen Shuo and Matthew sat in the temple to exchange intelligence and information.

Wen Shuo finally confirmed the fact that she lacked part of her memory. These two seem to be very familiar with her... But Ma Xiu was afraid of stimulating her brain, so she omitted the first few singularities, so Wen Shuo still started to analyze from the things before entering this magical world.

Is there confusion and elimination that comes with chip implants?

She couldn't help touching the back of her smooth neck.

"Hahahaha, it's incredible! Now the little girl is dazzling and gradually has the brilliance bestowed by the sun!"

"Shut up! Who is the little girl! Don't think that you can be self-righteous with the face of a god!"

Crackling.

The two were silent for a moment.

"...You're right, let's go out and have a look." Wen Shuo changed his mind, patted his buttocks and stood up.

The battle outside the temple was coming to an end. Of course, it didn't mean that one side was about to be beaten to death or maimed, but after a fight, the two sides found that their strengths were similar, and it was meaningless to continue, so they slowed down the pace.

The girl surrounded by black flames was holding a hunting banner, standing proudly above the messy and broken stones, her fair and clean complexion was more crystal clear against the night and black armor, and her blond hair The wind is blowing, and it is indeed a self-propelled luminous body that looks heroic.

King Ozymandias was watching her with admiring eyes, "I'm having a great time, very much! You are qualified to enter Yu's territory!" followed by hearty laughter.

"Hmph, you can't be underestimated if you say such things after tasting my hatred and anger, but for your face's sake, I will let it go." Jump off and easily cross the huge gully created by the two.

Wen Shuo: ...

Are you two competing over who is laughing more wildly?

"Huh? Mademoiselle Jeanne Alter of Orleans?" Matthew's eyes widened and she let out a small exclamation.

Encountering an acquainted heroic spirit at the singularity, whether it is an enemy or a friend, is an incredibly small probability event.

"It's you, Chaldea." Joan Alter, whose real name was called, looked at Matthew, a hint of surprise flashed in her topaz-like eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

"It stands to reason that Miss Joan was forced, no, she came into the world because of Marshal Gil's wish. Could it be that Marshal is here too?"

"Huh, who knows, I never expected to be here at all, and I don't even know what happened to the demon offering. It feels like I was soaked in a jar."

"Strange...By the way, senior, this is Miss Joan of Arc who fought with us, and she is also quite powerful." Matthew said softly.

Wen Shuo: ...I can't answer the conversation, it's so embarrassing, how can I break it, wait online, urgent.

Ozymandias laughed and said, "It's really exciting. Is there a scene to recognize relatives?"

No, you misunderstood the Sun King, there is no such relative.

"You don't say hello when you see me? It's really rude." After Joan Alter noticed Wen Shuo, she smiled wickedly at her, her eyes seemed to be mocking, she turned her eyes, and commented on her attire by the way : "What kind of clothes are these? There is no sign of magic at all, and they are not as good-looking as your original clothes. Are you running naked?" Joan Alter said venomously without hiding her disgust.

Wen Shuo rubbed his nose, facing Hei Joan's staring gaze and La Er's expression of interest in watching the play, choked for a while, and said slowly: "Well, I'm sorry, young lady, I... seem to be completely I don't remember you."

She looked at the fireworks that became irritable at that moment, and added with some embarrassment and helplessness: "For some reason, I probably have...forgot about you."

This feeling is like telling him that he has intermittent amnesia on the day of his homework at Jiaotong University, facing the danger of being cut by the professor...

Forget about you.

Hearing the words, Joan of Arc said angrily, "What are you! Is this irony? After defeating me in Orleans, he walked away, and now he doesn't even remember it!"

Wen Shuo wiped his face: "No, I, that..."

The natural beauty girl added in a low voice: "Senior, you also said that Miss Joan's boots are very textured, but you can change to a stiletto heel style to look better..."

Mash, you are adding fuel to the fire!

"Such perfunctory disregard for the defeated generals is simply contemptuous!" The holy girl stomped on the flagpole, her expression became sinister, and Hei Yan was about to move.

"I'm not..." I didn't...

"Duel, taste my wrath again!"

Why do you speak so ambiguously!It made me seem like a heartless man and a philandering man!

The Master who was repeatedly interrupted was very depressed, and his anger grew from his heart to his guts, and he simply broke the jar and said: "You are the one who is unreasonable, I just don't remember you, what can I do! If you have the ability, bite me!" me?"

"you!"

The holy girl gritted her teeth, and the flames in her golden pupils intensified.Suddenly, the smug light in her eyes flickered away.

Before everyone could react, the arrogant Orleans girl put away her flag, and rushed to Wen Shuo like lightning, blowing up a gust of fiery wind.

She stretched out her arms, seeming to wrap her arms around the master in the hunter's costume intimately, like a kiss, lowered her head slightly, and bit Wen Shuo's exposed neck fiercely.

Wen Shuo:? ! ! !

Mash:......!!!∑(°Д°ノ)ノ

Puller [-]: "Hahahahahahahahaha..." Oh Moses Roy!

...is this a yarn unrolling? !

The author has something to say: Hei Zhen: This old lady is so calm and unaffected.

Puller [-]: Hahahaha, your character is very suitable for me.

Wen Shuo: mmp, have you ever considered the feeling of my neck being broken? !No!You only care about yourselves.

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coming!finally come!Four people can start rubbing numbness! (fog

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Thanks to K Sauce for the bazooka!Surprised (〃'▽'〃) and the white liquid of Qianqian and Junzichen children's shoes~

Thank you little angels for your messages, I will give you Qunfei a meme =3=!

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