I was raised by the BOSS in the infinite copy

inside the paper car,

"Oh, you are a coward! Coward!"

Mo complacently stepped on Guiming's weakness, which he had finally discovered, and laughed at it mercilessly.

But in Guiming's spiritual world, he was still staring at the huge phantom that covered the sky and the sun, and the voice of the demon echoed around him, creating countless echoes.

It was a silent and tense confrontation.

Between extremely large and extremely small, it presents a very strong sense of visual impact.

The phantom seemed to feel noisy, and wanted to turn its head away...

no, do not want……

Finally, Guiming looked like "I can't bear it anymore", and stretched out his hand to pull the quacking demon out of the paper house.

"To shut up."

He warned slightly nervously.

-

The paper car was moving forward, but the atmosphere inside the car froze.

From time to time, Zeng Xiangwei wanted to look behind him through the rearview mirror. Guiming's face had returned to his usual appearance, with a slight indifference in his calmness.

Zeng Xiangwei finally couldn't help it: "You just..."

Guiming asked blankly, "What's wrong?"

Zeng Xiangwei turned the steering wheel, his voice was a calm voice that was trying to suppress the trembling: "If you really don't want to go..."

"How could I not go? Of course I'm going to join in the fun." Gui Ming seemed to have completely lost his memory, and couldn't help showing a slightly excited smile on his face, but urged Zeng Xiangwei: "Drive faster."

Zeng Xiangwei looked at his face in a daze. At that moment, the thoughts that had been floating in his mind were like gravel that had been taken away by someone, and gradually faded away until they disappeared.

Then I wondered why I had an inexplicable fear of Guiming just now.

Strange, what was he trying to say just now?

He looked back at Guiming from the rearview mirror——

Guiming raised his head and looked at him.

The hand he had just grasped was empty.

Zeng Xiangwei turned his head back again, and the expression on Guiming's face changed slightly. He squeezed his slightly trembling hands, closed his eyes, and leaned back on the seat behind him.

He tried his best to contain himself a little flustered.

Calm down.

Don't think about anything, just let it go... under constant verbal reassurance.

He finally calmed down gradually, then took a deep breath, stretched out his palm and touched lightly inside the paper house hanging on his chest.

He felt a slight, slightly fragile jelly-like touch, which appeared in the palm of his hand at the moment his thoughts arose, and then he was gently pushed into the cardboard house.

At this point, his breath was truly exhaled.

He succeeded.

Everything went back to how it was after nothing happened.

But he knew in his heart that it was different after all, and his body began to show more and more differences, from a little excitement to a little flustered, to that moment just now——

He tried to make the demon shut up so as not to anger the phantom in his heart, but the moment he said shut up, the demon in his hand seemed to be evaporated, from a jelly-like touch to a The black mist surging violently in his hand, then began to evaporate and evaporate completely.

Disappeared completely.

The moment Zeng Xiangwei turned his head, there was only one thought in Guiming's mind at that moment-he couldn't let him know.

For some reason, he was so sure - he would not remember, he would lose the memory just now.

As if he had experienced it countless times, he calmly looked at Zeng Xiangwei's eyes in the rearview mirror, with a calm expression and even handled everything with ease.

And all this is indeed as he thought.

What he thinks is the truth.

His wishes come true.

The phantom in his mind took another step towards him. Behind its tall figure was the afterglow of the setting sun. It lowered its head slightly and raised the corners of its mouth towards him...

Guiming lay on the back seat with his eyes closed, his brows were tightly frowned, his fingers still had the lingering aftertaste, and when the aftertaste spread to his fingertips, he felt an unstoppable nervous tremor.

He pressed his fingers hard.

It's okay, it's okay.

Just sleep and pretend nothing happened.

……

In his spiritual world, compared with the phantom, Gui Ming, who was about the size of a sesame seed, kept looking up at the phantom looking down at him.

stalemate.

Maybe one day in the future, they will gradually merge together, but that still needs a process, maybe soon, maybe it will be very long.

And every step that phantom takes forward, is telling Guiming a message——soon, soon.

You and I will eventually become one.

-

The paper cart stopped at the gate of the police station.

Guiming felt as if he had a dream that was not very solid, and for some reason, there was a sense of exhaustion from the bottom of his heart.

He couldn't help yawning, and followed Zeng Xiangwei to the meeting hall.

The hall was full of people, and it was the time of intermission, so everyone picked up the teapot and took a sip, then flipped through the paper documents in front of them.

Everyone's place was full of paper documents, and occasionally someone got up to collect other people's documents, and returned them after reading them.

In this issue, no one made a sound, and it was a slightly relaxed but serious atmosphere.

Gui Ming and Zeng Xiangwei found a corner and brought a chair and sat down. He had just sat down when someone next to him looked at him, and Gui Ming nodded at that person.

Zeng Xiangwei explained in a low voice: "The one who came to listen, Zeng Xiangguo is my elder brother, and the tall one in front sits."

The man turned his head back.

Guiming turned his head, Zeng Xiangwei made a small gesture to him, then bent his waist and went to other places to get the documents, Guiming could hear him whispering to someone: "Lend me to see it first, and return it later." you."

Zeng Xiangwei came back with two copies and handed one to Gui Ming.

Guiming flipped through it and found that it was a list of passers-by.

The identity information is very detailed, and a one-inch headshot is also included, including the number of customs clearance and the number of murders. In addition to the details of the first few, there is an abbreviation written in the back, and then numbers are added.

Small dungeon (details omitted) 8 dead, people (details omitted) 36 dead (excluding those who died with the dungeon).

There is a blank column at the back where you can fill in your comments.

Guiming wrote only one word on it.

"kill."

He casually flipped through the thick book, almost all of which had the word "kill" written on it.

Guiming reached out to exchange Zeng Xiangwei's copy.

He flipped through the blank column again, this is not "killing", there is another way of saying it.

"There is no use value, it is recommended to destroy."

Then it was all "no use value, it is recommended to destroy."

The words are through the back of the paper, and every word is sharp.

Guiming put down the book in his hand, and blinked vigorously to relieve the fatigue of his eyes.He and Zeng Xiangwei looked at each other, and Zeng Xiangwei also put down the book in his hand.

The level breakers in this book are of no value, they are nothing more than putting a garbage label on top of a pile of garbage, which is more convincing.

He returned the one in his hand to Zeng Xiangwei, and Zeng Xiangwei returned the two copies to their masters.

The word "kill" was still floating in Guiming's head, he reached out and pinched the bridge of his nose, Zeng Xiangwei turned to him in a low voice: "Is there something uncomfortable?"

No, just a little pissed off.

Gui Ming shook his head, sat up a little more, and gave Zeng Xiangwei a normal look.

The person sitting next to him smiled meaningfully at him, as if to say, little friend, this scene is unbearable.

Zeng Xiangwei glanced at him worriedly.

At this time, someone just came over, picked up and put down one by one, and said, "This is the first batch."

"Why do you write all the same content, it's too perfunctory." The man put down the book in his hand, picked up another one, and then walked over to Zeng Xiangwei: "Why do you have a child?" Guiming to go.

Gui Ming was closing his eyes, frowning slightly, strongly suppressing the impatience in his heart, and did not reply.

Zeng Xiangwei explained in a low voice in his ear: "Bring me to see the world, I am Zeng Xiangguo's younger brother."

"Oh, Li Daxin's apprentice, right?"

Gui Ming felt that the voices around him were gradually fading away. He stood opposite Xuying again, but Xuying didn't look at him this time. It was looking at the list with great interest, watching them being crossed out one by one.

Xu Ying withdrew his gaze from the list and looked down at him from top to bottom.

Guiming looked at him quietly.

He opened his mouth: "Is it interesting? I suddenly thought of you that time in the car. With the loosening of the 'lock', it was understandable for you to pull me in when you woke up. But now looking at the list, you pulled me in again. That’s a little unreasonable.”

Ghost looked down at him.

Surrounded by Guiming was the conversation between Zeng Xiangwei and the person who came over, colliding back and forth in a state of echoes.

It becomes clear and blurred at once, like reverberation in water.

That person: "Li~Da~from~come~no~receive~apprentice~~~you~have~what~what~special~other~place~place?"

Time is also continuously prolonged by the sound. In the spiritual world, the time flow rate here is one-tenth of that outside.

At this time, Gui Ming, who was standing in the spiritual world and confronting the phantom, was not subject to any restrictions. He knew everything clearly: "Since I found out something was wrong after using your power that time, I took advantage of your weakest I locked you here when I was here. I used your power to nourish this world, and let the withered world saplings revive again, but this world is gradually revived, and you, who were originally connected to its lifeline and almost exhausted, are fed by it , Gradually began to recover... So it turns out, you are the me I used to be."

Xu Ying still looked down at him.

Gui Ming: "Restrain yourself, I can't fully use your power now, we haven't been together for many years, it's not appropriate to get together suddenly."

Xu Ying finally said the first sentence: "Time is running out."

As the passers-by were gradually suppressed, the aborigines in the dungeon began to glow with vitality, and the power given back by this silent world was several times, countless times that of the previous few days every day.

……

Guiming opened his eyes suddenly, he looked down at his hand, there was a list in his empty hand, it was the one that Xuying saw in his spiritual world.

The man next to Guiming was reaching for the list in his hand.

Gui Ming subconsciously withdrew his hand, and the list book was taken back by his hand, and the man's tentacles were empty.

Can't help being a little funny: "What did you write, why don't you let me see it?"

Guiming just didn't know what was written in it, so he covered it up.This may be one of the products of his venting of power. Sure enough, Xuying looked at the list and there was something wrong.

He had a headache and said casually, "Sorry."

You can’t see it, so go see someone else’s.

But the man was a little obsessed with it. He looked at Guiming with a smile on his face: "My little friend, your friend brought you to listen in. I don't know if you are so self-willed. You can get the list of anyone at the meeting." You see, everyone fills in different content, so we can gather opinions from everyone.”

"What exactly did you fill in?" He lowered his head, his eyes slightly raised, and the pupils of his eyes were the vertical pupils of cold-blooded animals: "You can't write anymore..."

He stayed silent for a long time, and when Zeng Xiangwei couldn't help but want to come over to stop him, he slowly uttered: "Shouldn't you kill him?"

Guiming was a little unhappy, and said coldly: "What does it have to do with you?"

Zeng Xiangwei stretched out his hand to grab the man: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, since my friend doesn't want it, let's save face."

Someone came over to check what was going on. He wanted to stop him, but when he saw Guiming, he called Guiming's name: "You're here too? Sit in front."

It was Mr. Zhang who was holding the thermos. He looked up at the man with vertical pupils, and his brows frowned slightly.

The man with vertical pupils just stood up, raised his hand towards Teacher Zhang, and made a gesture of surrender: "I'm just joking with this kid, I don't know if you know Teacher too."

Teacher Zhang said to the man with vertical pupils: "Go back to your seat and sit down. I didn't let you out and run around, so be honest."

He patted Gui Ming's shoulder, with a slight sense of comfort in it.

Gui Ming closed his eyes and suppressed his inner irritability. He reached out to grab the list book and followed Teacher Zhang.

Peace of mind, peace of mind.

He can't show too strong emotions, because these emotions are likely to bring extremely bad consequences.

Moreover, the man with vertical pupils was only a little pestering, so the crime was not beyond death.

This is the annoyance of the sudden increase in strength. He still has no good way to restrain himself, so he can only adjust his emotions as much as possible.

After he finally calmed down the irritability in his heart, he turned around and looked back at the man with vertical pupils, and when he found that he was still intact, he was slightly relieved.

It's okay, maybe his strength was still in an unstable state at that moment, so it didn't have any big impact.

I hope that this person will stop talking to others at every turn, or he will really lose his life.

Guiming thought so in his heart.

Teacher Zhang turned around and called him again, he stopped looking at the man who survived the catastrophe, and turned his head to follow Teacher Zhang.

Just after he left, the man returned to his seat. The moment he sat down with an indifferent and tough expression, he suddenly changed into timid and cowering.

But the people around didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

Some people laughed at him: "Look, I told you not to go out, but you didn't listen, you've been shut down now."

The man with vertical pupils widened his eyes and wanted to argue, but after talking for a long time, he only uttered three words: "You, you, you."

He stuttered.

But at this time, Guiming didn't know all this, just like a shivering demon curled up in the corner of the house without saying a word in his small house.

Some things seem to have been modified by him, but in the end they still left traces.

His power is overflowing crazily, and with it, not only brings good, but also has more bad effects.

This is why, in the past, he would choose to completely close himself.

Guiming reached out and touched the cardboard house in front of his chest, with various thoughts swirling in his mind, it was not only the fear after the embers passed, but also a kind of panic about the future - this is not acceptable.

But he didn't know if he would have another chance. The success of the seal at that time was also the result of many factors converging.

Teacher Zhang brought him to the front. Although Guiming was troubled in his heart, his face was still as calm as before.

Sitting next to him was Li Da. Li Da glanced at him, nodded at him, and looked away again.

Guiming's heart sank.

Even Li Da couldn't notice his abnormality.

Guiming sat on the seat Teacher Zhang vacated for him, closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

But at this moment, his heart was—so annoying, so annoying... No, he couldn't be annoying.

Be positive, you must think in a good direction, and you will die if you go in a bad direction!

Ah... so difficult...

Gui Mingsheng opened his eyes helplessly, shook his head, and found that Zeng Xiangwei had also been arranged to sit on the other side of him by Teacher Zhang.

Zeng Xiangwei showed him a concerned look, and he felt that Guiming seemed very tired.

Gui Ming looked back at him for nothing, and stretched out his hand to open the list book that suddenly appeared in his hand. Since it was condensed by the phantom for him, it must be something extraordinary.

Wish it could be simpler, simpler...

I don't want to cause too much of a stir.

He looked around, asked Zeng Xiangwei to avoid his head, put his arms around the list, and opened the list like a thief——

Zeng Xiangwei, who was watching from the side: "..." Who wants to peek at you, he turned his head helplessly.

Fortunately, the black and white text is not much different from the list book I saw earlier.

There is no power that can kill people just by looking at them, and the photos that appear are all those passers-by just seen.

There seems to be no difference in the details, it is nothing more than more content, which looks more detailed, such as coming from a certain world, what is the wish...

After all, it's a phantom shot, so it's impossible to be exactly the same as the original one. Adding these contents is also beneficial to control the passers-by. Filling in the comment column will also enrich it...

Look at the comment column that was originally blank——

and many more! ! !

Big problem! !

Gui Ming brought up the tone of letting go just now, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the comment column——

Complete the copy 1 perfectly, get 10 civilization points, pending settlement.

If you die, your points will be reset to zero.

21 dungeons for perfect customs clearance, 45 dungeons for normal customs clearance, 210245 civilization points, pending settlement.

If you die, your points will be reset to zero.

What the hell, what are points?

Why has he never heard of it from other passers-by?Did these passers-by not know, or were they unable to speak out due to certain conditions?

Can I get points for clearing the level?Points can be settled, what are they used for after settlement?Change something?

What is that for?wealth?healthy?love?

Guiming was having a crazy brainstorm in his mind, and a lot of question marks popped up. He closed the list and felt that he had opened the integrated list not of the passers-by, but in another existence, the passers-by in its hands. list.

It feels like the existence that dragged the passers-by into their world.

So the question is, why was he able to make such a list?

Stolen?From the hand of that being?

...will not be discovered?

Guiming looked around with a guilty conscience.

Zeng Xiangwei, who couldn't help observing Guiming's movements, said, "..." What's with this expression!

Guiming also believed in Xuying inexplicably, thinking that he should not be discovered when he made a move. It is likely that he kneaded this information into the same existence as the list he just saw...

But since it was stolen, can you tell Li Da and them?

What if found out?

But if you don't tell, what's the use!

Guiming ended up, his brows were frowned like a little old man.

Then he thought about it, since he was able to steal these contents from that guy, it naturally meant that he wasn't too weak, right?

Otherwise how could he do it! ?

So he has to be bolder!

Boldly show the news to Li Da and the others, he has to believe in himself, even if Li Da and the others know, that existence will not know!

……

……Maybe?

This is the disadvantage of not being in harmony with his own strength for a long time. For example, he is not sure whether he has this ability at this moment, and instead has to bear various side effects after his strength becomes stronger.

Never mind, try it first!

Afraid of it [beep——]

The big deal is to get rid of it and fight, who is afraid of whom!

After Guiming said the harsh words in his heart, he felt that he had become a little stronger again, and he was very confident in his whole body now.

I feel like I can beat five.

Then he rubbed his brow again——

Here comes the question, how to explain it to Li Da and the others?

How about letting them know all of a sudden?

For example, I can use my ideas to instill their subconscious minds, so that they will naturally believe my words, and even feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity in them, even if my reasons are particularly nonsense, but this sense of sight is also true. Let them believe inexplicably.

It feels feasible.

Okay, so here comes a new question, how to instill ideas into their subconscious minds?I don't even know where their subconscious is!

Guiming wrinkled into a bitter face.

At this time, the rest time is almost over, and someone in front wants to collect everyone's notebooks.

Guiming covered his face with one hand, and mixed his notebook into other people's with the other. After confirming that no one would find out that the notebook was out of his hands, he felt relieved as if he had let go of a burden. tone.

What reason are you looking for, what effort is wasted!

It suddenly appeared in front of you like this, everything is...

metaphysics!

It was fate that made it appear in front of you!

It's as if fate let it appear in my hands!Guiming felt relieved to finally throw this hot potato out.

Anyway, when the sky is falling, there is an adult to support him. He believes in the efficiency of grandma and the others. They will definitely not ignore this abnormal list, and then they will definitely discover the secrets hidden in it, and use this to reveal the mysterious secret of the passerby. A corner is completely revealed!

It is said that I have milked so many sentences, there should always be one sentence that can be realized, right?