Chapter 118 Paper Town

[You have entered the transit area. Do you want to use the invitation letter to leave this instance? ]

Huo Siran heard the system prompt in his ear, but did not make a choice immediately.

She looked around this magical space curiously, and finally saw the shrine world that Qiao Song had mentioned in the group.

There are two rows of tall and short tablets on the altar. An invitation letter to Zootopia automatically appears in Aunt Huo's hand. Corresponding to it is a lit tablet in the middle of the second row, which is higher up.

【Zootopia】

This was the first time that Qiao Song saw words on the memorial tablet. She half-lay over the table without hesitation and reached out to touch the plaque, but as expected, there was no response.

It seems that you really need an invitation to enter.

"Aunt Huo, can you smell the incense?"

Qiao Song had just finished asking when he saw Aunt Huo's puzzled face: "Qiao Qiao, the system says that if you don't make a choice within 300 seconds, you will be automatically ejected from the shrine. Since other nearby passages are unusable, we will be ejected the same way we came."

No, aren’t other people’s system prompts so sound?

Qiao Song listened attentively, and as expected, he only heard intermittent notifications from his own system that the channel was about to be opened.

Fortunately, this time she had Aunt Huo's 300-second reminder. She summoned her toolbox without hesitation and started taking deep breaths against the clock.

Looking at the situation, it seems that every breath you take here will make you a fortune.

Not only did she absorb it herself, she also asked Aunt Huo to join in. Although the latter was confused, she quickly followed suit. At the same time, Huo Siran found that the system prompt tone beside his ear had changed, and he could not help but hesitate:

"Qiao Qiao, the waiting time has been shortened to 30 seconds..."

It was the first time that Aunt Huo saw the system come back and change the prompt content.

Qiao Song cursed several times in his heart, what a stingy dog ​​system. This time he just laid down on the table, took a few puffs of incense nearby, and even stretched out his hand to open the rows of spirit tablets, only to find that they were all fixed.

What she didn't realize was that because of her series of actions, some fine dust on the spirit tablet fell off as if it had melted from the wood and merged into the air, replenishing the shrine space with the scent of incense that was originally reserved for those waiting but was over-consumed.

Qiao Song's fearless and rebellious behavior seemed to have stimulated the system. A strong sense of being off the ground came over them again, and Qiao Song and Huo Siran were instantly expelled from the shrine space.

The cold lake water enveloped the two of them again, and Qiao Song discovered with a little regret that his chances of getting something for free might become fewer and fewer, and the time he stayed in there was getting shorter and shorter.

Paddling upstream skillfully, they found that this time they had indeed returned to Tang Xiaoxiao and her friends' Nancun.

There is still a familiar new wall outside.

But the good news is that since they have not been inside for long, the poor frogs controlled by Tang Xiaoxiao's skills are still copying the wrong questions in their books.

The tin frog's claws are too small, making it extremely difficult to hold a pen and write.

Qiao Song was laughing as he watched from the side, and he and Aunt Huo quickly left the area guarded by the Tin Frog as if they were crossing a minefield.

Tang Xiaoxiao's new skill is very energy-saving and environmentally friendly. After the frogs copy the wrong questions, the exercise book will disappear by itself.

Without looking back, the two rushed into the grove they came from. The tortoiseshell cat appeared again, covering the two as they quickly left. The lake was deserted and quiet, as if nothing had happened.

But there is also a lot to gain.

"According to my speculation, we can now draw two rules. First, a shrine can only be teleported once a night. If there is no way to connect to other channels, the player will be forced to return to the original route. Second, if you hold an invitation letter to another dungeon, you can leave the current dungeon without completing it."

In a non-dangerous dungeon like the Paper Town, the advantage of the second point is not obvious, but if it is placed in a battle royale or a dungeon where it is difficult to find the answer to a puzzle, this invitation is almost a forced escape device.

and--

“It turns out that there is no shrine in the West Village.”

Otherwise, they should have been teleported to West Village, only to be spit out the same way they came.

Another reason why Qiao Song tried to go into the water tonight was to find out if there was any hidden shrine in West Village. If all went well, he could teleport them directly there.

It turned out that there was really nothing. Considering that the final winner in the previous times was Nishimura, there might really be something wrong with the reward for that bonfire party.

Qiao Song doesn’t think the shrine is a bad thing, at least for players it is a positive thing.

That means there is something wrong with the NPC itself.

Considering that the shrine is a channel, under what circumstances will the winner be rewarded for closing the dungeon transmission channel? Unless after the channel is closed, it can eliminate a certain adverse effect.

If they are all considered invaders, closing the channel...maybe it is to prevent others from doing the same thing as them.

Prevent new invasions?

At a certain moment, an inexplicable thought popped up in Qiao Song's mind:

Why does Zhazhi Village feel like it is deliberately allowing other copies to invade itself and maintaining such a strange balance? NPCs will only reduce their persecution of players when they are wary of each other. After all, their advantages in the copy have to be achieved by players.

The bonfire party is more like a life-saving talisman for players, preventing the village NPCs from targeting them.

Interesting. I'll go to Fan Xi later to ask her some questions.

Of course, there are more direct benefits besides this.

Qiao Song applied light force, then looked at the powerful muscles in his arms intuitively and with satisfaction.

It was not visible before because of the layer of skin, but now it is like looking directly at an anatomical diagram. From the slightly bulging bright red muscle fibers, it is not difficult to see how much terrifying power this body now contains.

After entering the dungeon, although the player's appearance is that of a skeleton, his body has not completely disappeared. It seems to be hidden, allowing the soul to be expressed in the most intuitive way. And now, the body is being reshaped and reappearing.

"Aunt Huo, how did you feel in there just now? I see you seem to have recovered a lot."

In fact, not long after Aunt Huo left, she was surprised to find the changes in herself. Although not as exaggerated as Qiao Song's, she did have more flesh and blood than before. Considering that they had not been in there for a long time, the absorption rate was amazing.

Huo Siran nodded. She even summoned all the cats. When they were in the shrine, these cats couldn't come out for some reason, but it was obvious at this time that a lot of meat had appeared on the kittens' bodies.

Their recovery speed is closely related to Aunt Huo, and they feed off each other.

In the long run, if the shrine can be used continuously even if you leave this instance, then isn't it a long-term healing item?

Qiao Song became even more jealous.

More importantly, she also understood that other people could also absorb the incense in the shrine space to help themselves quickly condense flesh and blood, but their speed was not as fast as hers.

But it grows too fast and is indeed somewhat conspicuous.

"We collected fabrics yesterday. The next class should teach us how to cut clothes and paint skins. Aunt Huo, you should cover yourself up as soon as possible. Don't conflict with those psychopaths in the strategy group for the time being, at least not before the bonfire party."

A competition based on villages will definitely require teamwork, and internal conflicts should not occur at this time.

Otherwise, the two groups in Tang Xiaoxiao's village, who obviously don't get along well, will not cooperate.

The bad news is that there are people from all four villages, and there might be a civil war. The good news is that this also proves in disguise that there are traitors in all four villages.

Qiao Song, who had been causing trouble for several nights in a row, finally decided to go back and have a rest. Aunt Huo reported that she was safe after returning to the village, and so did Tang Xiaoxiao. Only Lin Xuan, for some reason, replied particularly late today, and his tone sounded quite indignant.

[Store No. 8, Ticai East Road: My dear friends, I followed the heroes in the dungeon to do good deeds tonight, and I made an amazing discovery! ]

As a non-intellectual player, Lin Xuan is usually the one who provides lottery props. This time in Gujian Village, he got to indulge in his hero addiction and became very enthusiastic about playing games.

[Shop No. 8, Ticai East Road: There is a guy in our village who is also a new player, but his bones are different from ours. You can clearly see all kinds of strange spots and dark patterns, and sometimes even a little black air floats out. That guy even plays the victim, saying that he was injured in other dungeons. ]

Players who have the opportunity to come to the paper-breaking town are not ordinary people. After all, getting the map here is a big problem.

Lin Xuan said that the player with a weak constitution quickly started to play the victim and cooperated with several other players who sounded like girls. It was ok that he relied on those girls to help him with daily tasks, but when he went out to search for clues at night, he was almost ambushed by a paper beast at the door, and the paper beast even tried to push the female players to block the knife.

[Shop No. 8, Ticai East Road: This question was raised a few days ago, but he just brushed it off. Tonight, a player who seemed to be a nurse finally punished the scumbag! It is said that his ex-girlfriend who was almost killed by him is still confronting him! ]

So listening to gossip is human nature. Lin Xuan certainly did not miss such a bloody and exciting opportunity to explore clues of the copy.

The messages in the group kept popping up, and Qiao Song looked more and more familiar.

This description -

Isn't this the pretty boy from the Hell Community? The one who harmed his girlfriend in the Scissor Hell?

It was said that some players would come to the paper-made town to avoid being hunted down. I didn’t expect it to be true, but Qiao Song was more interested in Lin Xuan’s previous description.

【Joe: His bones are black?】

[Shop No. 8, Ticai East Road: Yes, there are a lot of strange spots and patterns on it, it looks dirty and ugly. ]

Paper-folding town and beauty pageant, is this what it means?

Players in the town these days are like craftsmen, collecting materials, learning techniques, and finally using all these things on themselves? Otherwise, it is difficult to fit the theme of the dungeon.

Throw away the physical body and see directly the color and condition of the soul.

No wonder the NPC said when we entered the dungeon that the villagers hated ugliness. This didn't mean they hated ugly bones, it was clearly that they hated bad people.

People who look fierce are not necessarily bad, and people who look gentle and considerate are not necessarily good. This approach of the Paper Town is actually very conducive to infighting among players.

As expected, Lin Xuan said again -

[Shop No. 8, Ticai East Road: Judging from the situation now, the scumbag’s ex-girlfriends have united together and are ready to control him together with the new deceived girl. Most of the players in our village have been busy with this matter all night. ]

Gu Jian Village. Most of the players who chose this village have a chivalrous spirit, not to mention that joining in the fun is human nature.

So, the only unsociable cook in the whole Gu Jian Village secretly ran to the top of the mountain to participate in the mini-game.

Qiao Song silently took note of this and sent his analysis to the group, asking everyone to be careful of those whose bone color looked off.

After all, the flesh and blood of most guys don't grow as fast as her, and the color of their bones hasn't been covered up yet, so she can't pretend to be a good person.

The future is not certain.

Qiao Song felt that the so-called beauty contest was definitely not as simple as seeing who could decorate themselves the most beautifully and win. There must be a deeper meaning in it, such as knowing in advance who was the "ugliest" before putting on those skins.

Before growing human skin, these things cannot be hidden.

"So other people praise Sister Qiao Song's beautiful bones because Sister Qiao Song's soul is beautiful, right?"

In the morning, Xiao Ni, who had already woken up and was eating, was flipping through yesterday's chat records and summarizing them quickly.

The flatterer's tone instantly made the boys and girls sitting across the table feel a little jealous.

Tong Yao poked at the soup in the bowl fiercely: "Where is she beautiful? She is such a vicious woman."

I have been bullied so many times, there must be something wrong with the system's assessment!

Tong Nan was not as hostile to Qiao Song as before. Instead, he was a little afraid of her. He pulled the girl's sleeve and said, "Say less."

The girl glared at him fiercely: "Why are you so cowardly? You are such a loser!"

This little traitor has been learning very fast recently.

When there are two children in a family, it's fine if they all act badly together, but once one of them suddenly works hard, the situation of the other one will become extremely embarrassing. This is the situation of the virgin girl now.

Damn it! I don’t want to lose to this stinky little brother.

Tong Nan finished a bowl of soup in one breath and started to drink the second bowl: "I said we are brother and sister, I am the older brother."

The girl swallowed it in one gulp without giving in.

Seeing that the two guys quickly shifted their attention and started arguing about who was born first, Fan Heng, who was pulled aside to be questioned about this matter, could only rub his forehead and said: "You were born together, there is no order of birth."

This statement made Qiao Song's ears twitch.

Normally, even if they are twins born together by caesarean section, their age will be determined based on the order in which they are taken out of their mother's belly by the doctor. However, Fan Heng said in a very affirmative tone that there is no order of precedence.

"You were born and raised together. If you really want to get hung up on this, whoever learns the complete painting soul first will be the older brother or older sister in the future."

The two guys who were quarreling next to them immediately looked at each other, snorted, and started to eat hard. Although their studies were very heavy these two days, perhaps because their will to struggle was aroused, they were not as resistant to studying as before.

"Uncle Er, why didn't I see Uncle Da today?"

The girl asked as her belly became round.

Fan Heng was silent for two seconds, then flicked the heads of the two little guys. He didn't mention what Fan Xi had been doing these past two days. He just said, "She's busy with system tasks. You guys need to study hard this time, okay? Xiao Ni, let's go to class together later and show these two little guys what it means to be both hardworking and talented."

Xiao Ni on the other side of the table immediately responded sweetly and said yes.

Even for Sister Qiao Song, he can't lose face!

The boys and girls immediately rolled their eyes in a shared hatred of the enemy.

It’s still the kids from other places who are more annoying, the smooth-talking kids from other families.

Qiao Song was also told by Fan Heng that he didn't need to go out to complete the mission during the day.

"You don't have to do it for the next few days. Every household has enough bamboo. You just need to make sure you kill a paper beast every day, whether it's day or night."

"You don't need to bring back the materials?"

"No, keep it. You will need it in the next few days. You players should also start making your own paper beasts."

It was still the elevator in the center of the house, which seemed somewhat out of place with the small wooden building, but this time it was Fan Heng who led them in.

A flash of mechanical light passed by, and Fan Heng looked at the chessboard placed in the corner of the spacious elevator with complicated eyes.

He patted the heads of the two little guys on his left and right.

"Today, the four of you will have class together. Cutting clothes, painting skins, and drawing souls. Try to succeed in one go and make a paper beast."

Qiao Song was puzzled. Wasn't the dungeon time only halfway through? It was so fast.

"Do you start classes during the day?"

Previously, classes were held after dinner, and during the day, players were required to complete quests outside and search for clues in dungeons.

Fan Heng nodded: "Your flesh and blood grows faster, so it doesn't matter if you learn a little more. Don't you players prefer to go out at night to explore clues? There will be no classes at night. Only on the last day of the Bonfire Festival will we need to take the elevator to the top floor."

These floors that can only be reached by elevator are indeed interconnected. It seems that the bonfire festival on the top floor can bring the four villages together.

The girl's eyes lit up: "If we learn everything today, will there be a battle session?"

There are not many techniques to learn in paper-folding, except for the basic work of preparing materials and learning patterns, which is basically a three-in-one step of bone, skin and soul.

The two little boys and girls are very familiar with the first two steps, but the third one is lacking. However, they are better than Qiao Song, a player who has only learned to draw bones!

After making her first paper beast, she had to practice with it on the spot to check the beast's level and ability. In other words, Tong Yao finally discovered that there was something where she could win without losing and beat Qiao Song.

Uncle is right! Learning is really important!

If she had known earlier that she would learn paper-folding well, she could have beaten Qiao Song openly and justifiably. She would have studied day and night!

As soon as Fan Heng saw the little girl's expression, he knew what she was thinking.

Xiao Ni also saw it, and immediately opened his hands to block Qiao Song: "Then you have to get past me first!"

Tong Yao said disdainfully: "You are just a little bit better than her, get out of here."

Xiao Ni was immediately aroused to win. As soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw a group of three children, one big and three small, with a strong sense of tension.

Qiao Song, who was in the center of the artillery fire, was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

She looked around the space carefully. It was different from what she had imagined. It was not a carpentry studio or something like that. Instead, it was an endless prairie.

In the grass that is as tall as a person's legs, there are occasional points of deep light. Looking up at the sky, it seems to be the timeline of dusk. Occasionally, you can see points of starlight, as if they are about to fall at any time.

In such a scene, there are several workbenches.

As soon as Fan Heng entered this space, he took off his outer robe as if he was afraid of the heat. He was only wearing a white inner coat and quickly took down a few tools from the wooden pole next to him.

Fan Xi was a professional chess player when he was alive, so it was normal that he could not beat his opponent, but in this small town, if we only consider the paper-folding craft, no one can compare to him.

【Paper Maker】

【All things have spirits, one bone, two flesh, three souls】

He quickly picked up a piece of Polygonatum nearby, took a knife in one hand, and quickly carved patterns on the bamboo.

"I will only show you once. Write down the steps yourself. I will teach you these in advance. How much you can learn depends on your talent."

He worked so quickly that one could only see the afterimage of his hands engraving. In just one breath, the entire bamboo was covered with all kinds of strange patterns.

Qiao Song didn't even have time to distinguish the patterns before Fan Heng started the second step: "I learned how to draw bones two days ago. Today's highlight is the skin."

A huge piece of white paper that covered the entire table was held in Fan Heng's hand. He quickly used the tool that combined the paintbrush and carving knife in his hand, and with a light stroke, countless strange marks suddenly appeared on the entire paper.

"Cut the skin in advance according to what you want to make. Of course, if you want to get a higher-level paper beast, it's best to engrave patterns on the paper in advance, but I don't need that."

With just a light breath, a large number of twisted lines appeared on the white paper instantly, just like a painting made of ink.

Fan Heng didn't care whether Qiao Song could learn it or not. He just lifted up the processed white paper and slapped it directly on the Polygonatum next to him.

The bamboo with the same pattern carved in advance automatically merges with the white paper and soon becomes a lifelike lion.

It can be seen that it is a very good paper-making art.

But they are making paper beasts, and they need to make them come alive.

Fan Heng finally slowed down his steps: "Painting the skin is more complicated. The quality of the techniques used and the difference in materials will determine the defense of the paper beast you make, or how it looks. It doesn't matter if it's ugly. If you want to use better materials, you can find them later. It's okay as long as it can move the first time. But painting the soul is different-"

It came to the last step, which was also the step that Qiao Song was most concerned about. Why on earth had the young boy and girl, who had stayed in the copy with their uncles for so long, with such favorable conditions, not yet learned these skills?

It should not just be a matter of talent and hard work.

Qiao Song soon saw an unexpected scene. Fan Heng pointed the tip of the pen at himself, quickly cut a cut on the tip of his finger, then used the pen shaft to circle around and took out a small piece of the cut foreign object from his finger.

Qiao Song looked very familiar with it, it was a small finger bone.

No, I'm just a paper beast. Do I need to hurt myself?

Fan Heng seemed to know what she was thinking. Facing her confused and alert expression, he smiled and said, "You don't have to cut such a big piece of raw material like me. But remember, the material of the painting soul comes from yourself."

There are two little ones at home, who were lying next to me and watching very seriously. In the past, they would fail at this last step.

The small section of finger bone that Fan Heng cut off emitted a faint glow, and was soon painted with the same pattern with the tip of his pen.

Bones, skin, and soul were connected by the same pattern and merged quickly. After the core soul transformed from a small section of bone merged into the pale paper beast next to it, the eyes of the lion that was originally seen to be made of paper suddenly lit up.

Starting from the eyes, the moist pupils, to the gradually moving mane beside the cheeks, the soul instantly filled the entire body.

With a shocking roar, the lion on the meadow instantly came to life. From its huge body and powerful limbs, it was not difficult to see that this paper-making was particularly successful.

Qiao Song thought about the time. Was it three minutes? He made a paper beast so quickly that would be difficult for ordinary players to handle.

She looked at Fan Heng again. This guy's profession happened to be a paper-folding craftsman. When she chose the village, she discovered the identities of the owners of each residence. There were at least 10 similar paper-folding craftsmen in this copy.

She might have to reconsider the difficulty of this copy.

The lion's mouth opened and closed, and the tone of voice was exactly the same as Fan Heng's next to him: "Don't just stand there, go and try it yourself. You will only be given one hour of free use. After one hour, the grassland's interconnection space will automatically open. By then, it will be clear how many fools there are among you players."

Qiao Song was stunned, but soon understood the meaning of this sentence.

"All the players are taking classes during the day today. How can they learn so much in one go?"

Fan Heng said meaningfully: "Yes, the opportunities are the same. How much you can learn depends on each of you."

If the connecting space is opened, it will be similar to the Bonfire Festival. Players from other villages can also meet here. Qiao Song immediately realized that this is a good opportunity to find out the strength of other players.

That's not right. Then where did the girl come from when she said she wanted to spar with her?

"Oh, I forgot to remind you that in one hour all humans will be forced to stay at their current work tables. Only the paper beasts you control will be able to move. If the paper beasts are attacked and completely lose their ability to move, your session today will end early."

What this meant was that the girl wanted to fight against her because she wanted to make Qiao Song lose the paper beast he could control at this stage.

Naughty kids are quite good at causing trouble.

Qiao Song immediately recalled what Fan Heng had done before. The other party did not give her much chance to savor the incident and quickly took out a light blue hourglass and threw it into the sky.

"Get ready. Once all the hourglasses are suspended, the one-hour countdown will begin."

Just as he said, in the dusk state of the meadow, you can see the sky in the distance. From time to time, blue light balls explode like fireworks, and then quickly condense into the shape of an hourglass.

Qiao Song did not count the number of hourglasses, but recalled the steps he had just seen in his mind.

The table in front of her had already been laid out with the things she had obtained previously: special pattern drawings, a special tool with a pen on one end and a carving knife on the other, and the blue cloth she had obtained yesterday.

When it was taken out of the water, it looked like silk, but now it looks more like dyed rice paper.

In addition, the bamboo basket next to the table was filled with Polygonatum odoratum. These might have been brought back from her daily tasks outside a few days ago.

The raw materials were all available, but Fan Heng didn't let her start, and stipulated that one hour was enough.

The NPC, who had been resting with his eyes closed, finally opened his eyes and looked up at the distant sky, where there were several shadows of hourglasses hanging one after another like kites.

Fan Heng reached out and turned the hourglass over.

"Everyone is here, let's get started."

Qiao Song immediately picked up the bamboo on the right, and just like he had carved patterns on himself before, he quickly processed the bones of the paper man, and then painted the skin.

Compared with professionals like Fan Heng, it is naturally impossible for her to process the entire canvas with just one cut. She has to cut the raw materials according to the specific biological patterns she wants to make.

Fan Heng was not idle either. He grabbed a handful of melon seeds and was leisurely like the invigilator. He glanced at Qiao Song and went to look at the other three little guys.

Normally, only the players need to race against time in this stage, but now if the boys and girls want to mess with Qiao Song, Xiao Ni naturally cannot let them do so. As a result, everyone inexplicably becomes very anxious.

After all, unlike guys like Fan Heng who can make a giant paper beast in three minutes, even little boys and girls who have been influenced for a long time are slow at the stage of painting the skin. Then, designing the appearance is actually not a simple task.

They had spent the previous two days with Xiao Ni and knew that this little nerd had learned some basic painting skills before, so he wasn't slow in learning. But when they secretly took another look at their number one rival, Qiao Song, they were stunned for a moment.

A lifelike image of human skin or something similar quickly took shape.

The boys and girls have also seen many players. Generally, in this stage, everyone will try their best to make some paper beasts with simple appearance. It doesn’t matter if they are ugly, as long as they can move.

But what is Qiao Song doing? Making a human being!?

It's a paper beast! Not a paper man!

Gradually, Fan Heng, who was originally in the mood to watch a show, stopped eating melon seeds.

It was as if he was observing this player carefully for the first time, and he was almost dazed as he watched the other person skillfully cut out a piece of cardboard that could form the cross-section of a human body.

Because she didn't know if she could use multiple pieces of cardboard, cutting and pasting them separately, to make the same paper beast, and she was afraid it would fall apart later, Qiao Song chose to finish it in one go, just like Fan Heng, using one piece of paper. This caused Fan Heng to look at her with increasingly strange eyes.

He couldn't even help but take a look at her bones, which had grown a lot of flesh and were almost disappearing completely, to make sure there were no black spots or anything like that.

She has fair and moist complexion. Even if she isn't kind, she is at least a neutral and resolute soul. She should not have done anything to harm her fellow human beings. How could she have such a deep understanding of human skin?

Qiao Song had the illusion that the invigilator was looking at her test paper, suspecting that she had done some outrageous side job in the past.

With a light cough, she quickly shook the cardboard she had made and threw it aside, which she had already prepared on Yuzhu.

Logically speaking, as long as the last step is completed, the paper man will be completed, but when Qiao Song looked at the huge humanoid creature in front of him, which was two or three meters tall, he always felt that something was missing.

Suddenly, she understood.

She glanced at the hourglass in the sky and found that there should be enough time, so she immediately cut the extra paper and quickly made an axe.

When everything was ready, she cut her hand with a pen.

She didn't hit as hard as the NPC did. She only lightly injured a soul that was as big as a fingernail. However, she had discovered when she was fighting monsters with the RT-Mart brother before that there would be no pain if the soul was slightly injured.

After processing this bit of soul and stuffing it into the body of the paper beast, Qiao Song felt almost instantly that his puppet in front of him seemed to come alive.

It can even be said that she and I are in tune with each other.

The boys and girls who were rushing beside her and were determined to torture her in this round looked at the giant dog she had stabbed and the humanoid creature on Qiao Song's side, and suddenly she had a bad premonition.

You created a clone for yourself, right?