The doomsday boss comes from a mental hospital!

The wind pierced through the ear like a sharp sword.

Meng Busan who fell from the sky did not resist, looking up at the sky.

There are robotic flying objects of various colors floating in the sky, and the flying objects emit pale light, reflecting the dark night sky as if it were daytime.

This is the sky buried underground.

Above is the battlefield, below is the dark prison where various monsters are imprisoned, and at the bottom is another world.

Meng Bu turned his head sideways and swept towards the city below.

It was an astonishing underground kingdom——

Colorful neon lights fill the entire towering, upward-growing urban forest, and the retina is full of spots left by colored lights.

The viaduct is erected next to the [-]-story skyscraper, the track passes directly through the tall building, and all kinds of strange vehicles are driving on the road.

A war is being shown on the display screen, which is divided into four areas, showing the situation of the soldiers in the four areas, namely hearts, diamonds, spades and clubs.

And next to the huge casino signboard, a display screen was erected, showing the odds of these countries.

Meng Busan watched this scene calmly, watching the people on the screen become pawns, manipulated by the people behind them, performing with war and blood, and giving the people here an underground joy.

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, these people who live underground like mice still can't change their temperament of persecuting their own kind.

Can these really be called people?

Probably because the fall was too fast, Meng Busan felt as if his body was being compressed by air, and his lungs hurt like needles.

He couldn't breathe, and his eyes were blurred, and the neon lights became color blocks across the frosted glass.

Meng Busan's brain gradually emptied, but in this blank space, he saw a person looking back.

After he took a closer look, he found that the person was actually himself.

He wanted to ask something, but the other gave him a bright smile, then turned his head, and ran away without hesitation.

He subconsciously chased after him.

The more he chased, the more he saw some different memories.

The owner of the memory is him. He, Fan Xiaoyu, Bai Yong, Song Duoci, and another boy were teammates on a ship. Every time the world restarts, he will meet the same memory who came to save him. After the damaged Tang Ci, he will pick up another teammate to increase the strength of the team. The candidate for this teammate is always changing, and he also changes teammates without hesitation.

Neither he nor Tang Ci had any memory, but he didn't know why those who tried like Song Duoci and Bai Yong kept the memory of the last time.

They would come to him, but he didn't know the truth at that time, and thought they were here to fool him, especially when he was face to face with them in the proving ground, as a competitor, he would be instinctive to cheat them.

Meng Busan watched those teammates who were left behind try to find him, and wanted to help him recover his memory. He agreed with a smile, but sold him back to another group of hostile testers, and let them fight each other. Take the opportunity to run away with new teammates.

While running, he did not forget to sigh, "This tool is really easy to use."

Gee.

Even if Meng Busan's heartlessness reaches its peak, he has to admit that he was really a scum back then.

When hope turns into disappointment, and being betrayed time and time again by someone you once trusted, even your fiery heart will cool down.

He saw a boy with a blushing face pawing at the side of his boat with red eyes, refusing to leave no matter what; Let's go now", and then kick it away when it's useless; I watched Fan Xiaoyu cry and beg him to restore his memory; Bai Yong was so angry that he jumped, and his face turned red with anger at his heartbreaking words.

Meng Busan didn't know why he was so hostile at that time. There were countless ways to make them leave, but he chose the most hurtful one.

What a jerk he is.

The bastard Meng Busan did not receive retribution after all.

Who made him not only a jerk, but also a smart one?

Meng Busan saw in his memory that Song Duoci and Fan Xiaoyu also wanted to imprison him in some skills, let him stay by their side, so that he would not die easily to save others.

Unfortunately, none of them kept him.

Meng Busan deftly broke the chains they found that could imprison anyone.

Song Duoci grabbed Meng Busan's collar and cried, "Don't be like this, please, third brother, don't be like this..."

In my memory, Meng Busan looked strange, "What do I not want? If you don't explain it clearly, how would I know?"

Song Duoci's eyes were red, "Don't die for others, don't die in front of my eyes anymore, although you keep restarting and sharpening your mind, but watching you die in front of me time and time again, that's a thousand cuts! the pain!"

Meng Busan was a little dazed, and then showed a foolish smile.

"Isn't that great? Then... You will remember me forever, remember me firmly, and never forget me again. "

At this time, Meng Busan's eyes were a little deep, as if he saw something from the deep sky.

He smiled slightly, "I'm sorry, although I don't have any memories of that time, but I'm still as hateful as ever, aren't I?"

With a shy smile on his face, he approached Song Duoci and Fan Xiaoyu, who had red eyes and tears in their eyes.

I really want someone to beat him to death.

Meng Busan looked at himself in memory, and couldn't help muttering: "This is definitely not me, I am much cuter than this guy."

Well, he definitely has this confidence.

Memory is like a gust of wind, which can only make him feel a little bit, and more is ruthlessly swept away.

Meng Busan came back to his senses, and murmured softly, "I've seen Fan Xiaoyu, Song Duoci and Bai Yong, so...there's another one?"

Although he was also abandoned by him, he was the first one to abandon him, but he never attacked him like Song Duoci, Fan Xiaoyu and Bai Yong, and even appeared in front of him very rarely, only twice at the beginning of the restart, He will not come after that.

A smart and considerate man.

He thought for a while, then dropped the question.

Meng Busan said to himself: "How did these people locate me? Ah..."

He flicked his arm, revealing a black leather rope under his sleeve. A special mini plush toy was tied to the rope. It was given to him by Fan Xiaoyu's apprentice before, and he shrunk it down and carried it on his body. .

He hooked the corner of his mouth.

It seems that what he expected was right, and he really attracted people.

That little guy also did a good job, attracting so many people.

He looked at the leather rope, and the next moment the leather rope suddenly turned into a silver-white scalpel in his hand, and the shrunken plush toy on the leather rope suddenly fell off.

Meng Busan closed his eyes, exhaled with difficulty, and stroked the blade of the scalpel with his fingers, "Come on, let me see more."

Although he was breathing hard and his face was pale, he could feel the world around him starting to dry up, as if it would stop working and fall apart the next moment.

He's also falling more and more slowly, as if he's passing through different time gaps.

He opened his eyes with difficulty, trying to find someone within the visible range of his surroundings—whether it was a tester or an NPC.

Finally, he saw it.

He saw a boy standing on the highway on the top of a skyscraper. A weird and distorted horn suddenly appeared on that boy's head. It looks like a monster.

People in this world will become monsters if they lose me.

Without me, this world will be in ruins.

"Hey, brother, I already know that I am the god!"

Obviously Meng Busan had difficulty breathing and looked ugly, but he said such words without any shyness.

At this time, the boy on the road suddenly turned his head, looked at him, and then rushed towards him.