Chapter 242: Time and Space Murder Plan (Part 7)
Chu Xiuyan learned from Mingji what happened earlier. To put it simply, it was the whole process from discovering the target to not even touching the opponent's hair, but his team started the internal conflict first.
"What kind of organization is this?"
Chu Xiuyan fell back in shock.
Although I knew from the beginning that the probability of my uncle using me as bait was low, I never expected that the other party was here to give himself up. Ah!
Mingji looked strange for a moment, and he stammered, "Normally, it's not like this. So, why did you come here with that guy?"
He changed the subject and raised his hand to point at the officiant who was standing in the middle of the venue.
The other person was dressed in white, with a calm expression. Next to him was the robot version of "Chu Wenxi" sitting on a chair, and his companions were clinging to the walls on all four sides, with alert faces.
Chu Xiuyan looked at the head priest and his uncle standing together, and for some reason he didn't want to get close to them, so he squatted in the corner with Mingji and whispered.
"It's a long story, so I won't go into details." Chu Xiuyan sighed.
Mingji was not very curious, so he naturally skipped the topic. He then said in a low voice without any camaraderie: "When we get back, find a way to lock all these people up in your prison. I can't stand this day and night any more."
Chu Xiuyan held his chin up and looked ahead: "Uncle might use these people as free labor?"
Mingji: "Can I? Supervisor."
Chu Xiuyan smiled, then patted his trouser legs and stood up.
"Although it looks like there's no fight going on, but it's not a good idea to just stay in a stalemate like this."
After that, he walked forward and said, "Uncle, you have a way to send these people back to their original world, right?"
Sitting on a chair? The robot version of "Chu Wenxi" nodded.
"Why don't we just end it like this? It's so late now, and if we continue fighting it will only disturb the neighbors?"
This is Chu Xiuyan's first time to be a mediator, rather than the one being persuaded to mediate? That one feels weird?
The wild dogs were quarreling so fiercely, they were even fighting among themselves, and they still?didn't encounter my uncle, so?why not go back to the original world to fight one?and see the result first.
The chief priest originally came here to protect my uncle. Since there is no danger, how did he come? How will he go back?
What did Chu Xiuyan think? He was so happy.
but,
On the chair? "Uncle" shook his head, "Not yet? Not over yet."
He raised his hand and pointed to the officiant beside him.
The chief priest lowered his head slightly, as if looking through the fake eyes of the machine "Uncle" camera, and looking at the real Chu Wenxi on the other side of the monitoring screen.
There was a hint of subtlety in Chu Wenxi's tone, "This? person? has? a? second? mission."
The next second, the surveillance view shook violently.
When he regained clarity, he was already several meters away from the officiating priest.
Chu Xiuyan moved the robot uncle's chair and stepped back, staring at the chief priest not far away with a vigilant look, as if all the hair on his body had exploded.
Witnessed this scene through other surveillance? Chu Wenxi: "..."
Have another sip of coffee, no rush.
The chief priest was still calm. He looked at Chu Xiuyan, then at the robot version of "Chu Wenxi" sitting on the chair, not paying attention to the people who kept their distance in the room, as if he was thinking about something.
Then, he suddenly smiled, very lightly and fleetingly.
"As expected of a doctor."
When I raised my eyes again, those eyes that were shrouded in fog were no longer shiny, but dim and cold.
The dust particles on the ground were vibrating rapidly, and a stream of cold air slowly rose up, gradually condensing into a transparent giant sickle with flowing scarlet flocs in the air.
Chu Xiuyan: “F-f-fuck!”
Is this a hack? It's too big?!
He grabbed the arm of the robot version of "Uncle" and prepared to run for his life. He pulled harder and could hear a faint creaking sound.
But? The next second, under Chu Xiuyan's nervous? gaze, the head priest facing them raised his sickle and swung it from top to bottom——
The wall behind right suddenly collapsed!
Dust was rising up from the sky? Covering the ground? And the air seemed to still have the sharp sound of being torn apart.
Tick. Tick.
In the dead silence, the sound of blood dripping onto the ground was particularly clear.
On the other side of the wall that was attacked by the officiant, there were two figures standing.
One of them was a boy with space-related abilities, Yan Liuxiang, who had been in the northwest for a while and even secretly followed and observed the chief priest. Therefore, he could react to the other party's true target at an extremely fast speed and teleport with his companions quickly.
"You owe me a life." Yan Liuxiang was somewhat reluctant. He still remembered that Mo Yinian had pinned him to the ground to suppress his supernatural powers.
"Thank you very much."
And the person next to the boy was the target of the attack by the chief priest, Mo Yinian, an ordinary person with soul-related abilities.
At this moment, he was holding his bleeding arm, and in just a few seconds, his brain was storming, trying to find out why he was being targeted, and soon he thought he had found the truth.
"You guys in the Northwest are so united and loving? I just took advantage of the pianist's body and asked for some money!"
The chief priest slowly turned the handle of the knife: "You also requested several high-quality bodies. But? That's not the reason."
The officiant's eyes seemed to be covered by fog, and only vague outlines could be seen, with only a certain ball of light clearly visible.
One of the light balls seemed to be made up of various colors, flashing a colorful luster.
The soul-type mutant, Mo Yinian.
Second? Mission objectives.
The action begins.
He suddenly stepped on the ground, and his figure shot out like an arrow, leaving behind only the icy cold air that was enough to freeze the blood.
Mo Yinian was once again teleported away by Yan Liuxiang.
The space here is not big, and the chief priest prefers a bold and aggressive fighting style, so the power is greatly reduced.
But? Even so, it still brought an extremely terrifying? sense of oppression to everyone present.
After Mingji hesitated for a moment, he rushed forward, and did not forget to shout "Yunyan", as if inviting a group to fight monsters.
Chu Xiuyan felt his breath was cold. He stared at the chaos that broke out in front of him and said with despair, "Don't call me. I'm so weak now."
boom!
Another wall broke and collapsed, and the floor had already appeared with numerous dense cracks, and it seemed that it would collapse soon.
In the crisscross cracks, you can vaguely see strange pipes, which don't look like reinforced concrete, but have an inexplicable attraction.
Chu Xiuyan frowned.
Mingji was not the main target of the chief priest, but he was really annoying, so he was whipped out of the window, and then he flew back by himself.
Chu Wenxi finally controlled the machine version of himself and spoke, "This battle cannot last too long. Their souls can still return to their original world, but the real owners of these bodies will be seriously affected."
"So? Your? backup plan is going to start?" Chu Xiuyan said: "But? I? still? can't figure out why the chief priest wanted to attack Mo Yinian."
"I'm afraid it's because of the soul-related supernatural power."
The camera eye of the machine "Uncle" turned and looked towards the center of the melee not far away, focusing on observing Mo Yinian.
"Humanity, divinity, human soul, distorted divinity, can Mo Yinian's soul-related abilities stabilize human souls, allowing them to master the power of God while still possessing human thinking and cognition?"
Downstairs? Chu Wenxi put the coffee cup aside, stood up and pressed a few? switches, the dull? sound of the machine running was perfectly covered by the? noise of the battle upstairs.
After he had completed all his preparations, he returned to his original position and continued with the previous conversation.
"I originally only had a vague guess, but the reaction of the Northwest High Priest confirmed my guess. Unfortunately, Mo Yinian himself doesn't seem to know much about this matter."
On the fifth floor, Chu Xiuyan, who was standing on the machine version of "Uncle" and listening to his analysis, finally realized the problem. "The Northwest Base conducted research on Mo Yinian's abilities in the past reincarnation, but it should not be taken seriously, otherwise they would not let him act freely."
Then why did the chief priest attack Mo Yinian this time when he was fine?
Where is the difference?
Chu Xiuyan couldn't help but lower his head and look at the machine version of "uncle".
Is it because of my uncle?
Chu Xiuyan was unable to think. He felt a headache whenever he thought.
Suddenly, the system hurriedly ran out of the small dark room.
[What happened? What happened?! Why is your host? The divine pollution is rising?! Aren’t you in the original world? This? Where is the god in this world?——]
Chu Xiuyan's breath was choked, and he suddenly looked up. The figure of the chief priest appeared in his field of vision. The figure was gradually covered by frost, and a breath belonging to a strange god was emanating from his figure.
System? The voice rose: [Fuck, the chief priest!? How did he sneak the power of the gods here? ? ? ]
Chu Xiuyan's thoughts were still on the news that "Mo Yinian is suspected of being able to stabilize human nature". "If it's true, then uncle and the others..."
His eyes slowly closed, and when he opened them again, they had turned scarlet. A familiar power surged through his body, something that Yunyan had long been accustomed to.
But? This is the first time that "Chu Xiuyan" has used this kind of thing. After the previous wars, although there were sequelae of divine pollution, it was like a broken balloon, constantly leaking power out.
And this time, something was nearby, constantly supplying him with energy.
He looked at the priest, as if through him, he saw the wasteland world in another time and space, the one in the northwest, the [Ice Field], or the [Blood Mist].
It must be dealt with as soon as possible.
Chu Xiuyan walked towards the chief priest, but? The next second his wrist was grabbed.
Sitting on the chair? The machine "Uncle" said? "Why do you want to go over there?"
"What?"
"You are not Yunyan now. Those people? Those things have nothing to do with you. You don't need to go there."
Chu Xiuyan frowned slightly, turned his head to look at the robot "uncle", opened his mouth, but? I don't know? Why, the various cheerful words he wanted to say to ease the atmosphere went around in his mind and disappeared.
Instead, there is an irrepressible irritability and unhappiness.
He said in a very calm and cold tone, "So, I hate the way you talk. You keep what you want to say in your heart and hide what you want to do from everyone. And you are arrogant and like to force others to do things they don't want to do. Is it difficult to say something like [I'm worried that you will get hurt, please don't do anything dangerous]?"
In the monitoring room downstairs? Chu Wenxi clenched his coffee cup, he suppressed his anger, controlled the robot? To respond very quickly? "What about you? If I said I hope you don't go to that? dangerous? wasteland world again, let that? bullshit? comic finish quickly, would you agree?"
Chu Xiuyan did not answer, his eyes did not waver in the slightest.
Chu Wenxi gradually calmed down. He knew what kind of personality his nephew had from the beginning. He couldn't tell whether it was because of blood relationship or because he had been raised since childhood, so he could always see his own shadow in this guy.
The same thing? Stubborn, refusing to turn back even when faced with a wall? Stubborn.
He controlled the robot? He let go of his hand and watched Chu Xiuyan walk towards the center of the melee. His rapidly beating heart began to slow down, and his expression gradually calmed down.
Chu Wenxi sat back in his chair and stared at the monitoring screen quietly.
On the fifth floor, Chu Xiuyan was walking towards the chief priest, and the other party's attention was also attracted by him.
The wild dogs are still scattered.
Only Mo Yinian, Yan Liuxiang, and Ming Ji were fighting with the chief priest. Bai Qiu was watching from the corner. When he saw Chu Xiuyan approaching, he slowly stood up and made a posture ready to fight.
The remaining member of the Wild Dog team was still not too far from the robot Uncle, and his expression was frozen as if he had discovered something horrible.
Mingji showed his excitement that the main C of the team battle was finally no longer idle, and raised his hand to greet Chu Xiuyan, "Come on! If we kill the chief priest here, the power of the northwest will be weakened by one level!"
Officiant: “Oh.”
At this moment, a voice came from nowhere and said coldly, "Master Priest, break the floor under your feet."
"...Where's Mo Yinian?"
"Don't worry about it for now."
The chief priest looked at the wounded Mo Yinian, who curled his lips and gave him a middle finger. Mingji leaned over and sneered.
The chief priest ignored it and gently smashed the sickle downwards. The ground shattered with a loud bang, and a dense layer of mysterious pipes came into view.
Then, dozens of holes appeared silently on the four walls, and white gas quickly gushed out.
Weightlessness? Falling? A few? People? They took a few? breaths without warning, and fell into a coma the next second.
The system no longer entered the small dark room to draw comics, and was absorbed in watching: [Anesthetic gas +1+1, Divine inhibitor +1+1, Divine pollution -1-1...]
Chu Xiuyan sat on the gravel and looked at the figure in front of him. Really? The one hiding on the fourth floor and controlling the overall situation? Chu Wenxi.
The abnormal aura on his body quickly dissipated, and he regained his senses. After hesitating for a moment, he said shyly, "Well, uncle, my previous words seemed a bit too harsh. I apologize..."
"This time, the plan starts with the parallel time and space speculation I mentioned to you at the beginning."
Chu Wenxi interrupted directly, with no expression on his face, only his clenched fingers revealed his not-so-calm emotions at the moment.
The only people who are still awake are their uncle, nephew, and a chief priest. All the wild dogs have fallen down.
Chu Xiuyan: “……?”
He slowly opened his eyes.
Chu Wenxi, who was sitting on the chair, avoided his sight, but his voice was as steady as ever.
"I mentioned to you before that I have some knowledge theories that I don't even know where they come from, as well as some reports on related achievements that I don't quite understand. I once guessed that it was either the resonance of space-time that caused the memory to be synchronized with the isotope in the parallel space-time, or that you, like me, had traveled to another world and personally experienced and mastered the knowledge."
"Due to amnesia and too little information at the time, I was unable to give you a definite answer. But at this moment, I can tell you that it is the second scenario."
Chu Wenxi looked very calm, and his eyes were gentle as he looked at Chu Xiuyan, as if they had not had an argument a few minutes ago.
"In the past, I accidentally entered that world, and the time I arrived at was much earlier than the time you have experienced. It might be the starting point of all reincarnations, or it might be the time when even gods were not born yet."
"If I meet the Northwest Base, which is acting crazy like this, I will never cooperate with them. So, the time point can only be pushed forward."
Chu Xiuyan couldn't help but interrupt: "Cooperation?"
"After all, we are peers. Only we ourselves know our own abilities and nature best, so cooperation is normal."
Chu Wenxi spoke expressionlessly, speeding up his speech, as if he was talking about something that would be embarrassing now? During his rebellious period, "Based on the premise that we were once partners, it is very easy to push the story forward. We started working together for a certain purpose, but conflicts arose in the middle and we parted ways. I returned to the original world, and he continued to fight, but finally found that it didn't work, so he wanted to call me back again. The Wild Dog Organization was the messenger?... That's probably what it means."
Chu Xiuyan: "But? The wild dogs came with the intention of killing you? Ah!"
Chu Wenxi was also a little annoyed: "Do you think I would happily run over to ask for help if I regretted it? Over there? The doctor has a lot of thoughts hidden in this plan. Result one, the assassination of the Wild Dog Organization is successful, and it will be defeated in such a rough operation? I can't help him again, so? It doesn't matter. Result two?, the assassination of the Wild Dog Organization failed, I killed them, and helped the northwest to eliminate the unstable factors, which is beneficial to them. Result three, the assassination of the Wild Dog Organization failed, I sent them back, which means that I have a time and space machine in my hand, and there will be two if there is one?, and the next one who comes will be the doctor himself?. Result four..."
He paused, "I avoided the trap and followed the Wild Dog Organization back to the wasteland world. This is the real purpose of that guy."
"That is to say, no matter what happens, the Northwestern doctor will not lose anything." Chu Xiuyan's expression was grim. "Uncle, you won't be fooled, right?"
But? Chu Wenxi did not answer.
That calm and indifferent look, vaguely familiar.
"As long as you don't go to that world again, I won't go there."
Chu Xiuyan: “…”
System? Melon seeds fell all over the floor?, sighed?: [The boomerang spun around and shot itself. 】
Chu Xiuyan thought about this for a second. There was a hidden meaning in this sentence. It was 70% literal and 30% sarcastic. He couldn't help but yell, "You are too vindictive!"
Didn't he just plainly refuse the request to "not go to the wasteland world"?
It's like he found a friend, and this bastard thought the other person was dangerous and asked him to stop dating the other person. He refused, and then this bastard went to date the elders of his friend's family. When he was discovered, he still said something cruel like "either break up together or stay together".
A three and a half year old?
Childish or not!
"I'm going to tell my mom!!"
Chu Wenxi sneered, and finally lost his pretentious and gentle demeanor, becoming familiar and sarcastic, as if he was a winner. "Are you a three-year-old kid? You're still suing your parents? Are you childish? And you do your thing, I do mine, and we don't interfere with each other. You are confident, and so am I."
Chu Xiuyan was thrown out by the chief priest, and in mid-air, his back was blocked by an icicle. He slid down like a slide and fell to the ground with his buttocks.
He raised his head and heard a dull and slight boom suddenly from the fourth floor. A blinding white light flashed in an instant, and then there was no sound.
The system knows it later? Realizes later: [Wait, did I just see my thing in the room? The mysteriously missing one? The metal detector?]
Chu Xiuyan was sulking: "I don't know? Know?"
The system didn't think much about it, [Then I must have seen it wrong. By the way, your family? Do you often have conflicts? This is too skillful, hahahaha——]
Chu Xiuyan was so angry that he hit the ground furiously.
"No, I'm still very angry. I have to go find the uncle for help!"
At this time, Qu Bo, who had finally climbed back to the fourth floor from downstairs, pushed open the door and saw that the monitoring room was in a mess. In front of the giant screen, the boss, who was supposed to be sitting upright, was lying on the table, unconscious.
Qu Bo turned his head and saw that the metal ball that was locked in the transparent box had disappeared.
There are a group of strangers lying on the ground.
Qu Bo expressionlessly tore off the camouflage wallpaper. A huge machine was located behind the wall. The originally flashing blue light had completely dimmed.
"...Traveling together, without me?"
While he was mumbling and complaining, he patiently called someone to clean up the mess.
After all, the boss left him a message at the end.
The prize money will be five times the amount, and there will be ten autographs of Mr. Lingyi.
OK, OK, OK.
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