Chapter 251 Sending Experience Pack
The door opened, revealing Shen Fang standing outside.
Sang Mo sat on the sofa in the living room, tilting his head to look over from a distance. This face was indeed Shen Fang. He now had an impression of this face in his memory.
Shen Fang outside the door didn't seem surprised by this way of opening the door. He walked in calmly and stood in front of Sang Mo.
He introduced himself with a smile, "Sang Mo, we meet again. You should still remember me, I am Chen Fang."
Sang Mo raised his eyebrows and asked the question he had always been curious about, "Why can't you kill him?"
The corner of Shen Fang's mouth twitched. This question was too straightforward!
Sang Mo, who could ask such a straightforward question, was truly fierce and unworldly, and so naive that he made people laugh.
However, Shen Fang, who knew Sang Mo's style well, couldn't sneer at all. The ruthless man in front of him was the kind of ruthless person who would kill people without any hesitation.
Maybe this question really bothered him, or maybe it was because after all, he had killed her twice, she could still appear in front of him again, which really made people too curious, so he blurted out...
Well, no matter which one it was, Shen Fang did patiently explain, "It's not that they can't be killed, it's just a family secret method. In addition... In fact, you killed a clone as well."
Sang Mo, "?"
He frowned, "Can the clones we kill have flesh and blood?"
[Host, we actually have a say in this issue. Have you forgotten that you also have clones? 】
[Clones look no different from normal humans, whether it's the blood or the behavior. Of course, some clones can be carefully identified to be different, just like clones created with a different mentality at different times, so their behavior will reveal something a little strange. 】
[However, clones are not real people. Their flesh and blood only look like normal humans. After a period of time, their true appearance will be revealed. 】
[For example, when a clone is injured and bleeding, the blood is bright red at the time, but after about 30 minutes the blood will turn into dark green, the same color as the bronze sacred tree. 】
[If the clone dies, the body will dissipate after about 30 minutes, leaving only a pile of clothes. 】
Sang Mo didn't understand, and he questioned from his heart, "Do you mean that Chen Fang, who was eaten by Nannan, is a clone? 】
[Tongzi doesn't know either. At that time, Tongzi was telling you the method of extracting the black-haired snake's memory. It could be a clone, or it could be that this method was used. But no matter which one it was, the host, Chen Fang was indeed not dead. 】
[It's been said that you and Shen Fang are doomed to be together. This man is like a dog-skin plaster, he can't be killed. Who knows which Shen Fang is the real him? 】
Sang Mo stared at Chen Fang opposite him, and the voice of the evil spirit came, "Master, the face under his leather mask is the same as the first time."
Chen Fang seemed to understand what Sang Mo was struggling with, and he spoke again, "I am a clone now."
The evil spirit suddenly realized, "No wonder it tastes so bad?"
"The first time and now are both clones. The second time we dumped a corpse, so that one wasn't a clone, right?"
After hearing this, Sang Mo also understood the key point. He asked again: "Do you have hundreds or even thousands of clones?"
The corner of Shen Fang's mouth twitched subtly, "Probably."
He glanced at Zhang Qiling who was sitting in front of the French window. "Since I dare to come, I am ready to be killed by you again. After all, I am just a clone, you can do whatever you want."
This made Sang Mo a little confused. There was nothing to brag about after killing a clone.
If you have to kill someone, kill me first. That’s more exciting.
Sang Mo was choked by these words and felt like going crazy. He sneered, "Okay, that's how you want to play, right? I'll go to Qinling Mountains later and make everyone sick together."
Shen Fang's forehead twitched, and even Zhang Qiling, who was acting as a statue not far away, cast his gaze over.
This is really unacceptable!
One Sang Mo is enough to make them very annoyed. If there are countless clones of Sang Mo, they really won’t be able to handle it!
Chen Fang felt that the situation was difficult, so he gave up hope and thought that Sang Mo would be threatened. However, Sang Mo was forced to give up hope as well.
Help! Did he open some weird brain circuit mechanism for Sang Mo?
Chen Fang suddenly fell into introspection, and inexplicably felt a little fucked up. He always felt like he came here to give Sang Mo an experience pack.
Thinking of this, Shen Fang, "......"
It seems like he really is here to give out experience packs!
Grass!
But no matter how the micro-expressions on his face changed, they were well concealed by the human skin mask he was wearing, so this part of his mental journey could not be detected.
When Shen Fang raised his head and wanted to say something harsh, he felt like he was being crushed by a mountain and couldn't move.
Oh no, this damn familiar feeling, it must be the ghost in this house taking action.
Shen Fang suddenly laughed, "Come on."
Sang Mo looked at the madness on his face and unconsciously sighed: "I'm not the only crazy person in this world."
Zhang Qiling was silent after hearing this sigh, "......"
He doesn't know whether history is repeating itself in an alarming way, but even if a person has lost his memory, he will unconsciously continue to act according to his true inner thoughts.
Just like Sang Mo.
Just like him.
Zhang Qiling withdrew his gaze. He couldn't quite understand the purpose of this clone Shen Fang coming here this time. This action was somewhat like that of a fool.
Of course, if he came here specifically to stimulate Sang Mo to go crazy and wanted Sang Mo to create a clone as well... then it is obvious that this purpose was very successful.
Sang Mo did seem to be interested.
The next moment, he heard a stabbing sound, which was the sound of a sharp weapon piercing the skin. From the corner of his eye, he saw Sang Mo wiping Shen Fang's neck with a dagger.
He resorted to slitting the throat.
Zhang Qiling's eyes moved slightly. The throat-cutting method could indeed kill the person in one blow. There was no so-called torture before death.
Sang Mo looked at the flowing blood and saw with his own eyes what the system said about the clones bleeding red blood when injured. He was not too shocked. He squatted down and put one hand on the head of Shen Fang who was lying limp on the ground.
Retrieve memory.
The evil spirit asked, "Why do clones look like normal humans?"
As she asked, she lifted up the human skin mask and said, "Master, this is the face."
This was the second time the evil spirit saw this face.
It was Sang Mo’s first time, but he did feel a little familiar.
[The host is the Chen Fang we know.] 】
[No wonder he could live so long. Cloning was one reason, and extracting memories was the other. The Chen Fang that the host killed the second time should have been the one whose memories were extracted. That face was not Chen Fang's. 】
Sang Mo was stunned for a moment, "He is so afraid of death?"
The evil spirit replied in a supportive tone, "How can a person not be afraid of death?"
"......"
Sang Mo didn't say anything else. He began to search through Chen Fang's memories.
The more he looked at these memories, the more complex the expression on Sang Mo's face became. He even laughed out loud, "Hahahaha——"
"I see."
“It’s him!”
But this laughter was not cheerful, and it even had a hint of madness.
Zhang Qiling, who had been quietly growing mushrooms, suddenly stood up and walked over. Sang Mo's condition seemed a little off.
What is inside the buried memories?
Sang Mo now looks as if he has been stimulated by something!
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