Lost City [Unlimited]

In such a situation, Mo Yexiang found himself wanting to laugh.

She twitched the corners of her mouth, but couldn't do it.

So she scolded in a low tone: "What the hell is going on?"

Word by word, gnashing of teeth.

Unexpectedly, this is not the most exciting.

Just after Mo Yexiang finished speaking, a strange yet familiar voice came from the living room: "How is it? Did you find anything?"

It was a man's voice, raised in tune because of the distance, it sounded out of breath, with a feeling of weakness in a sickness.

... This voice is! ? ! !

Sun Meng's eyes widened with all her strength, and she wanted to go there with a flick of her tail, but Mo Yexiang stepped on her quickly.

Mo Yexiang: "Are you crazy, now that the situation is unknown, you will send it up!?"

Sun Meng wriggled vigorously, "Let go! I can tell, it's Zhou Zhengwen, it's his voice!!"

"Be sober! Zhou Zhengwen! Your man is already dead! Isn't this life enough to make you think twice!?" Mo Yexiang yelled back.

Maybe it was emotional, she felt that her eye sockets were a little wet, she blinked, the mist cleared, and she clearly saw Sun Meng lying on the ground motionless.

"..." Sun Meng was silent for a moment, then said hoarsely, "You are right, don't be impulsive now."

And the black snake on the opposite side raised its head and replied: "The woman is gone, but there are four more!"

Then came the sound of footsteps.

Sun Meng curled up and shrank back, wrapped around Mo Yexiang's neck and hid it in the light golden hair.

She was suddenly frightened.

The man walked in, indeed he looked familiar.

Sun Meng's vision was instantly blurred, and she stared blankly, watching him move slowly and breathe slowly.

...alive, as if alive.

But he stared at this side vigilantly, as if the four of them were some heinous criminals who might launch a terrorist attack at any time.

Sun Meng felt a little ridiculous and ridiculous for a moment.

"Who are you?" she heard him ask.

Sun Mengmeng replied, but his throat seemed to be blocked by condensed water vapor, and he couldn't speak.

Hu Ling glanced at her, and replied lightly: "Hu Ling, Yu Songyuan, Sun Meng, Mo Yexiang. I thought you all recognized them."

Zhou Zhengwen frowned, "Of course we recognize, what nonsense are you talking about."

Hu Ling snorted: "Then what nonsense are you asking?"

Zhou Zhengwen: "You!"

He understood that the person on the opposite side didn't want to be controlled in the conversation and revealed information casually, but the reply was really annoying.

Zhou Zhengwen lowered his head and looked at the white cat, "Hu Ling, come by yourself."

Black Snake couldn't help worrying and said: "Zheng Wen, don't just stand there, lean against the wall, it will be better if you use your strength."

Zhou Zhengwen responded, "Yes." Then he obediently leaned against the side wall.

The white cat half-opened its eyes, then slowly fell down again.He said, "Brother Yu, I leave it to you."

Gray Wolf wanted to nod, but the white cat was nestling on his head, so he said, "Okay, you can rest easy."

And during this process, the four people on the opposite side had only one thought - absurdity.

It's like a repertoire with oversaturated and bright colors, without much sense of reality.

Gray Wolf looked at Hu Ling with cold and vigilant eyes, as if he had confirmed that the four people on the opposite side were just a group of illusions to disturb the sight, and they were the most clumsy means of the enemy.

...just like Hu Ling and the others are in the same state now.

Sun Meng observed, suddenly a little confused.

——What is true and what is false?

She looked at Zhou Zhengwen who was leaning against the wall, and felt that she could no longer tell the difference.So she just stayed quietly on Mo Yexiang's neck, waiting for the verdict of fate.

But where is fate?Who stretched out his hand and touched the pin of fate?

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Gray Wolf: "Were you in the kitchen before?"

He seemed to separate the four people with the same appearance from his side, and only wanted to get some information from them related to the level of this floor.

That's right, this attitude is obvious, he regards them as NPCs, and the horrifying identical appearance is just a means to intimidate people and disrupt thinking.

That's it.

Coincidentally, Hu Ling thought so too.

So everyone stood still and tried to test each other carefully.

Hu Ling cooperated and said, "That's right."

Gray Wolf: "Where is that woman? Have you seen her?"

Hu Ling: "No."

He half-closed his eyes, the light in the dark pupils was faint, like a candle in the wind, swaying unsteadily.

"Why don't you wait for tea outside?"

Gray Wolf was slightly stunned, "... isn't she already dead, what tea are you waiting for?" His expression was probing and doubtful.

He was obviously thinking, but no one could read anything realistic from that expressionless face.

At the same time, Hu Ling was also thinking: Could it be that these replicas that suddenly appeared reproduced the experience of the time period after they entered the door and gathered back to the kitchen after the division of labor and search was completed?

But this is not something that can be explained clearly by 'time loop' or 'space-time overlap'.

Because there is one more person who should not exist.

——Zhou Zhengwen.

He should have died on the upper floor, and stayed there with his body.

But he showed up.

…as a survivor.

survivor.

Hu Ling looked at Sun Meng and said softly, "I seem to understand what's going on."

Everyone looked at him, except for the white cat that seemed to be sleeping peacefully, which corresponded to his identity.

Gray Wolf: "I would like to hear more about it."

Hu Ling smiled: "It's just a wild guess, there's nothing worth sharing."

"Actually, I have an idea." The white cat said suddenly, as abruptly as if it was a corpse.

Gray Wolf responded immediately: "What do you think?"

White Cat: "Just divided into two groups to search, during this process, the two groups are not in the sight of each other."

Hu Ling looked at him, the white cat didn't open its eyes, but closed them, talking lightly.

He even already knew what he was going to say next—

White Cat: "And people in the same group can't guarantee to watch each other all the time when searching, so there is actually a lot of room for manipulation."

——Because he thought of it early in the morning.

However, these words are not suitable to be pointed out at this moment.

Then the white cat's motivation for putting this on the surface is somewhat suspicious.

Without waiting for others to follow this thread to think deeper, Hu Ling said directly: "You want us to suspect that the teammates around us have been transferred. Why, is this good for you?"

The white cat didn't face him head-on, but asked instead: "Do you think that gray wolf next to you is the real Yu Songyuan?"

He opened his eyes and looked at him quietly, as if questioning silently.

Hu Ling chuckled, "You ask that, it just means that you don't think the person next to you is right, and you don't trust him."

The gray wolf on the opposite side was taken aback when he heard the words, his eyes drooped, as if he was hurt.

The white cat still didn't answer his words, and asked himself: "Then do you trust him?"

Both parties knew who "he" was referring to.

Hu Ling snorted, inexplicably cold.He said: "I believe in myself."

The white cat smiled strangely: "What if you are just a copy? Same appearance, same memory, do you know who you really are?"

His tone is light and flat, not sonorous and forceful, but it makes people want to be convinced involuntarily.

I don't know if the young people who faced the pouring black mud wavered, but Sun Meng and Mo Yexiang who were listening were a little hesitant.

They silently ask themselves in the depths of their hearts - am I really me?

If so, then the five people who appeared later were a scam painted with horror.

if not……

— Then who am I?

Perhaps people will always have no sense of security at certain moments, and even inexplicably question the authenticity of their own existence, and even the authenticity of the existence of this world.

And this point, perhaps a defect left in the creation of God or in the evolution process, has been taken advantage of at this moment.

That's right, why are you so sure that the people on the opposite side are replicas?Why can't it be me?

...No, it won't be me.It must have been a replica.

Mo Yexiang raised his head and looked back and forth in the crowd vigilantly, while Sun Meng slowly let go of his tail, climbed down from Mo Yexiang's neck, and coiled into a ball not far away.

The few people who appeared later also had different expressions, and quietly distanced themselves from each other.

Except for two gray wolves.

They stood where they were, never wavering, never moving away.

"It's a great starting point," Hu Ling said, "but there is a doubtful point that made me reject this conjecture."

The white cat stared at him quietly. "What doubt?"

Hu Ling: "If you play like this, then whose copy is Zhou Zhengwen?"

A word to wake up the dreamer.

Mo Yexiang was shocked: "That's right! One against one, if it's really a game of distinguishing the real from the fake, then what is Zhou Zhengwen doing here?!"

After finishing speaking, she unconsciously turned her head to Sun Meng, and said, "He didn't prepare it for you, sister!?"

Sun Meng was stunned for a moment, and didn't speak in a daze.

Mo Yexiang understood her struggle, and immediately went to ask the absolutely sane and sober brother...well, maybe a little sleepy. "Boss, just say he is an emotional card?"

one?

Hu Ling smiled and nodded in acquiescence.

Zhou Zhengwen, who was named and pointed out that there was a problem, had a dazed face at first, and then his expression suddenly disappeared. His black eyes were as heavy as paper soaked in ink, and they were about to melt into the ink pool that had sucked everything up.

Mo Yexiang: "...What do I think, his eyes are getting bigger? They are black... so dark. I seem to..." A little dizzy.

……

…………

The light outside the window was very bright.

The woman sat blankly on the chair, as if her soul had been thrown far away and hadn't come back yet.

"Hey! Wake up! Off, work, la~"

The human voice suddenly rang in her ears, and the woman was startled, her body jumped up from the chair before she realized it, almost knocking over the water glass on the table.

The girl who came to call someone to get off work stretched out her hand to hold the water glass, and hurriedly shouted: "Oh, I'm going! Xiao Yezi, please calm down!"

Mo Yexiang blinked his eyes before returning to his senses.Embarrassed, he begged his friend for mercy and promised to accompany her to eat roast duck tomorrow, only to be let go with a laugh.

She packed her things and went to take the elevator with her backpack on her back. The smooth wall of the elevator reflected her appearance.

Mo Yexiang only glanced at it and then looked away with some palpitations. The high-level four-star dungeon just now was a bit scary, and it was so fake that it made people feel uncomfortable.

Fortunately, she came back alive.

Mo Yexiang smiled, and the slight uneasiness disappeared before he felt it.

Her home is very close to the company, and it only takes more than ten minutes to walk back. The sky is bright now, and there are not many cars running on the road, so walking back is considered exercise.

She turned and walked towards home, her half-heeled heels clicking on the ground, and the shadow behind her stretched very long.

long after.

Trembling, Mo Yexiang shook off the knife in his hand, his pupils turned red from the scene in front of him.

She just suddenly remembered that she had to work overtime on a project recently, and it was dark every day when she went home.

...But today's light is too bright.

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Ah, long time no see.