The doomsday boss comes from a mental hospital!
Chapter 127
"Sick? What kind of sickness?" Lu Xiaomeng was startled and frightened.
Meng Busan shook his head, "Although I don't know, I have a vague guess that the three of you have different symptoms."
His gaze swept over the three of them one by one, "Brother Tang is the heaviest, Xiaomeng is next to you, and Shen Fangyuan is the lightest."
Lu Xiaomeng frowned, "Why? Whose skills poisoned us?"
Meng Busan smiled, "I'm afraid this is not what the tester meant, but the consciousness of the world."
The three looked at their injuries.
Lu Xiaomeng muttered: "It looks so disgusting, it reminds me of that tester who was carried behind his back."
Shen Fangyuan: "Could it be an infection? We are all infected?"
Lu Xiaomeng: "It's hard to tell."
Tang Ci: "If you want to find someone to solve it, the best candidate is..."
Meng Busan raised the corners of his mouth, "Bai Yong, the God's presence, and Song Duoci, the wishing machine."
"God, heh!"
Lu Xiaomeng said helplessly: "Could it be that you can meet if you meet them?"
Meng Busan: "It's hard to say."
He flicked his bangs and said with a smile: "Maybe I'm just so lucky?"
Tang Ci, Lu Xiaomeng, Shen Fangyuan: "..."
……
After a few days of rest on the yacht, the four began to prepare for the next trial.
Meng Busan sat cross-legged on the side of the boat, and said slowly: "The next trial ground is probably A-level, we have to get ready."
Everyone nodded in unison.
Meng Busan: "I once chatted with Yu Huaijin in private, and asked him about team confrontation missions that may appear in the A-level proving ground."
Lu Xiaomeng: "Does that mean we are going to fight a team battle?"
Not only was she not afraid, but she also looked eager to try.
Shen Fangyuan shrank his shoulders, looked at Meng Busan and said seriously: "I, I will work hard."
Meng Busan: "I just don't know if this team battle is a confrontation between two groups, or three or more groups."
Lu Xiaomeng: "There are more groups?"
Meng Busan twisted his hair, "There is nothing the world can't do."
Lu Xiaomeng rubbed her cheeks, "I'm really curious about how this world came to be. Could it be possible that the complete world of Jinzihai jumped out of thin air?"
Meng Busan: "There are laws in the development of things, and there will be no way to jump out of thin air."
He blinked, "Sometimes I can't even help but think, maybe the purpose of creating this Zizihai world is not what we thought."
Lu Xiaomeng: "Oh my god, maybe the world treats you a little better, so you will turn against you?"
Meng Busan laughed lowly, "Do you think I look like this person?"
Lu Xiaomeng narrowed her eyes.
Meng Busan smiled innocently, with light in his eyes.
But she clearly knew that this guy was a complete liar, if he figured out the truth of the world, the world would become his tool man.
Tang Ci fell into thought, "If, as Sansan said, Jin Zihai does not exist to torture the trialists, does he still want to protect the trialists?"
"Hmm..." Shen Fangyuan pondered for a long time but couldn't say anything constructive.
Lu Xiaomeng was also thinking.
When the three of them came back to their senses, Meng Busan scooped up all the mutton slices in the pot. His belly was round after eating, and he lazily leaned on the chair with a cup of tea.
"..."
The corner of Lu Xiaomeng's mouth twitched, "You did it on purpose! What is the purpose of the world, you are just diverting our attention to eating alone!"
"You're a bad old man!"
Meng Busan blew on the hot air from the cup with a bright smile, "Oh, it's revealed."
Lu Xiaomeng's eyes widened in anger.
Shen Fangyuan poked Tang Ci secretly.
Tang Ci came back to his senses.
Shen Fangyuan covered her mouth, and secretly said to Tang Ci: "Do you think the third brother is so bad and cute?"
Tang Ci coughed lightly and patted his shoulder embarrassedly.
……
The sea breeze blows gently.
Tang Ci wiped the scalpel, Lu Xiaomeng adjusted the gun, and Shen Fangyuan counted the various lighters he exchanged.
But if you take a closer look, you can find that Tang Ci, with his back to Meng Busan, raised the scalpel and secretly observed Meng Busan with the reflection of the narrow blade of the scalpel.
Lu Xiaomeng was indeed adjusting the gun, but she raised the gun, squinted one eye, and looked at Meng Busan through the lens of the sniper rifle.
Only the silly Shen Fangyuan was counting the lighters while looking at Meng Busan, but he didn't like it, and every time he forgot where he counted, he had to start over.
In short, everyone on board secretly cast their eyes on Meng Busan who was staring into the distance in a daze.
Meng Busan: "56."
Tang Ci immediately turned around: "What?"
Lu Xiaomeng put down the gun, "Huh?"
Shen Fangyuan was stunned, as if he hadn't recovered yet, but his hands were still grabbing these lighters.
Meng Busan gave a low laugh.
Shen Fangyuan was shocked, and immediately came back to his senses, "Oh, ah! Brother, are you talking about the number of lighters I have here?"
Meng Busan didn't speak.
Lu Xiaomeng turned her head, "No way? How did he know how many you have without even looking at them? Come on, leave it alone, I'll count it."
She counted it from beginning to end, and it really was 56 lighters.
"This... this is really..."
Lu Xiaomeng was very curious, "How did you know?"
Meng Busan still didn't answer.
Lu Xiaomeng coughed twice.
Meng Busan still didn't respond.
Lu Xiaomeng said as if talking to himself: "I said, aren't you ready to get up? But you reminded us that we are about to enter the trial ground."
Meng Busan: "... Prepare? Prepare for what?"
Lu Xiaomeng looked him up and down, "Uh, you don't wear skirts anymore?"
Meng Busan: "I'm not a transvestite."
Lu Xiaomeng: "You know it too! Then you're always disguised as a woman!"
Meng Busan: "Who made this easy to use?"
Lu Xiaomeng: "..."
Meng Busan flicked her bangs and smiled slightly, "As long as it is easy to use, I will use it. I have no lower limit."
Lu Xiaomeng lazily elongated her voice, "Yeah, I can see it."
Tang Ci: "San San, at least, your arm..."
Meng Busan rolled up his sleeves, "Okay, even if you don't change your clothes, you should try to pack the wound."
Meng Busan: "Human beings have very strong feelings for scars."
Lu Xiaomeng covered her head, "It's as if you're not human! Why are you getting more and more strange when you come back this time!"
Meng Busan blinked innocently, "Is it me who is strange? It is obviously this world."
The space behind him cracked a golden gap, and countless golden veils blown out, but no one could see it except himself.
Lu Xiaomeng: "Tch, here we go again."
Shen Fangyuan didn't know why.
Tang Ci looked at Meng Busan intently, but also found nothing unusual.
Meng Busan raised his legs, turned around, sat on the side of the boat and smiled, the golden cracks behind him continued to expand, meandering towards him, like spider webs binding him from all directions.
Meng Busan slowly rolled up his sleeves, his thin arms looked very lonely and pitiful in the sun.
He smiled, "I have always been a psychopath who can see hallucinations that others cannot see. Don't pay too much attention to my behavior and words."
He held out his hand, "Come on, please paint on me."
He nodded slightly, "At least, I want to try to remember this memory."
Lu Xiaomeng: "You're talking strange things again."
Tang Ci walked over with tools, "I will definitely try my best to make you remember it well."
Meng Busan let out a "huh".
He showed a refreshing and sunny smile, just like a boy his age should have.
Tang Ci thought for a while, and then carefully sketched on his wrist with a pen, drawing olive branches circling around his arms.
Meng Busan shook his head, "Although I don't know, I have a vague guess that the three of you have different symptoms."
His gaze swept over the three of them one by one, "Brother Tang is the heaviest, Xiaomeng is next to you, and Shen Fangyuan is the lightest."
Lu Xiaomeng frowned, "Why? Whose skills poisoned us?"
Meng Busan smiled, "I'm afraid this is not what the tester meant, but the consciousness of the world."
The three looked at their injuries.
Lu Xiaomeng muttered: "It looks so disgusting, it reminds me of that tester who was carried behind his back."
Shen Fangyuan: "Could it be an infection? We are all infected?"
Lu Xiaomeng: "It's hard to tell."
Tang Ci: "If you want to find someone to solve it, the best candidate is..."
Meng Busan raised the corners of his mouth, "Bai Yong, the God's presence, and Song Duoci, the wishing machine."
"God, heh!"
Lu Xiaomeng said helplessly: "Could it be that you can meet if you meet them?"
Meng Busan: "It's hard to say."
He flicked his bangs and said with a smile: "Maybe I'm just so lucky?"
Tang Ci, Lu Xiaomeng, Shen Fangyuan: "..."
……
After a few days of rest on the yacht, the four began to prepare for the next trial.
Meng Busan sat cross-legged on the side of the boat, and said slowly: "The next trial ground is probably A-level, we have to get ready."
Everyone nodded in unison.
Meng Busan: "I once chatted with Yu Huaijin in private, and asked him about team confrontation missions that may appear in the A-level proving ground."
Lu Xiaomeng: "Does that mean we are going to fight a team battle?"
Not only was she not afraid, but she also looked eager to try.
Shen Fangyuan shrank his shoulders, looked at Meng Busan and said seriously: "I, I will work hard."
Meng Busan: "I just don't know if this team battle is a confrontation between two groups, or three or more groups."
Lu Xiaomeng: "There are more groups?"
Meng Busan twisted his hair, "There is nothing the world can't do."
Lu Xiaomeng rubbed her cheeks, "I'm really curious about how this world came to be. Could it be possible that the complete world of Jinzihai jumped out of thin air?"
Meng Busan: "There are laws in the development of things, and there will be no way to jump out of thin air."
He blinked, "Sometimes I can't even help but think, maybe the purpose of creating this Zizihai world is not what we thought."
Lu Xiaomeng: "Oh my god, maybe the world treats you a little better, so you will turn against you?"
Meng Busan laughed lowly, "Do you think I look like this person?"
Lu Xiaomeng narrowed her eyes.
Meng Busan smiled innocently, with light in his eyes.
But she clearly knew that this guy was a complete liar, if he figured out the truth of the world, the world would become his tool man.
Tang Ci fell into thought, "If, as Sansan said, Jin Zihai does not exist to torture the trialists, does he still want to protect the trialists?"
"Hmm..." Shen Fangyuan pondered for a long time but couldn't say anything constructive.
Lu Xiaomeng was also thinking.
When the three of them came back to their senses, Meng Busan scooped up all the mutton slices in the pot. His belly was round after eating, and he lazily leaned on the chair with a cup of tea.
"..."
The corner of Lu Xiaomeng's mouth twitched, "You did it on purpose! What is the purpose of the world, you are just diverting our attention to eating alone!"
"You're a bad old man!"
Meng Busan blew on the hot air from the cup with a bright smile, "Oh, it's revealed."
Lu Xiaomeng's eyes widened in anger.
Shen Fangyuan poked Tang Ci secretly.
Tang Ci came back to his senses.
Shen Fangyuan covered her mouth, and secretly said to Tang Ci: "Do you think the third brother is so bad and cute?"
Tang Ci coughed lightly and patted his shoulder embarrassedly.
……
The sea breeze blows gently.
Tang Ci wiped the scalpel, Lu Xiaomeng adjusted the gun, and Shen Fangyuan counted the various lighters he exchanged.
But if you take a closer look, you can find that Tang Ci, with his back to Meng Busan, raised the scalpel and secretly observed Meng Busan with the reflection of the narrow blade of the scalpel.
Lu Xiaomeng was indeed adjusting the gun, but she raised the gun, squinted one eye, and looked at Meng Busan through the lens of the sniper rifle.
Only the silly Shen Fangyuan was counting the lighters while looking at Meng Busan, but he didn't like it, and every time he forgot where he counted, he had to start over.
In short, everyone on board secretly cast their eyes on Meng Busan who was staring into the distance in a daze.
Meng Busan: "56."
Tang Ci immediately turned around: "What?"
Lu Xiaomeng put down the gun, "Huh?"
Shen Fangyuan was stunned, as if he hadn't recovered yet, but his hands were still grabbing these lighters.
Meng Busan gave a low laugh.
Shen Fangyuan was shocked, and immediately came back to his senses, "Oh, ah! Brother, are you talking about the number of lighters I have here?"
Meng Busan didn't speak.
Lu Xiaomeng turned her head, "No way? How did he know how many you have without even looking at them? Come on, leave it alone, I'll count it."
She counted it from beginning to end, and it really was 56 lighters.
"This... this is really..."
Lu Xiaomeng was very curious, "How did you know?"
Meng Busan still didn't answer.
Lu Xiaomeng coughed twice.
Meng Busan still didn't respond.
Lu Xiaomeng said as if talking to himself: "I said, aren't you ready to get up? But you reminded us that we are about to enter the trial ground."
Meng Busan: "... Prepare? Prepare for what?"
Lu Xiaomeng looked him up and down, "Uh, you don't wear skirts anymore?"
Meng Busan: "I'm not a transvestite."
Lu Xiaomeng: "You know it too! Then you're always disguised as a woman!"
Meng Busan: "Who made this easy to use?"
Lu Xiaomeng: "..."
Meng Busan flicked her bangs and smiled slightly, "As long as it is easy to use, I will use it. I have no lower limit."
Lu Xiaomeng lazily elongated her voice, "Yeah, I can see it."
Tang Ci: "San San, at least, your arm..."
Meng Busan rolled up his sleeves, "Okay, even if you don't change your clothes, you should try to pack the wound."
Meng Busan: "Human beings have very strong feelings for scars."
Lu Xiaomeng covered her head, "It's as if you're not human! Why are you getting more and more strange when you come back this time!"
Meng Busan blinked innocently, "Is it me who is strange? It is obviously this world."
The space behind him cracked a golden gap, and countless golden veils blown out, but no one could see it except himself.
Lu Xiaomeng: "Tch, here we go again."
Shen Fangyuan didn't know why.
Tang Ci looked at Meng Busan intently, but also found nothing unusual.
Meng Busan raised his legs, turned around, sat on the side of the boat and smiled, the golden cracks behind him continued to expand, meandering towards him, like spider webs binding him from all directions.
Meng Busan slowly rolled up his sleeves, his thin arms looked very lonely and pitiful in the sun.
He smiled, "I have always been a psychopath who can see hallucinations that others cannot see. Don't pay too much attention to my behavior and words."
He held out his hand, "Come on, please paint on me."
He nodded slightly, "At least, I want to try to remember this memory."
Lu Xiaomeng: "You're talking strange things again."
Tang Ci walked over with tools, "I will definitely try my best to make you remember it well."
Meng Busan let out a "huh".
He showed a refreshing and sunny smile, just like a boy his age should have.
Tang Ci thought for a while, and then carefully sketched on his wrist with a pen, drawing olive branches circling around his arms.
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