[Endless Killing: My fireball has a bug! – Chapter 555: See the foreigner again!]

When Lin Chuan heard Xu Xuanming say “It will arrive not at noon but at ten o’clock”, he had not yet come to his senses.

After all, there is no difference between the two words just by sound.

Until the following sentence——

The other half of my soul.

half!

At that moment, Lin Chuan’s scalp went numb!

His mind suddenly recalled what Qi had said to him before he lost contact –

You were deceived…

You can’t see him now…

Wait a little longer, until your soul is more than 50% complete…

The path that Qi finally pointed out to him was——

Kill all Lin Chuan!

At this moment, those words that Qi said, which sounded mysterious, suddenly made sense!

Lin Chuan had thought about this before –

When Qi said “You can’t see him yet”, who exactly is “he”?

The answer he imagined was to kill the god.

But I never thought that this “he” could actually refer to himself!

Or in other words, another self!

A different self from all other “Lin Chuan”!

Killing God…

The God of Killing has 10% of his soul? !

No! To be more precise, it is him who has 10% of the soul of the God of Killing!

At that moment, Lin Chuan felt that the entire world was collapsing!

Who is he?

Does he really exist?

When did he begin to exist?!

Does the heaven-defying fireball he is so proud of really belong to him? !

And does the “heavy body” that he firmly believed in in his memory really exist? !

The “reborn” memory, the so-called “previous” memory, who is that terrifying existence that killed him? !

At this time, Lin Chuan had just integrated the memories of thousands of “Lin Chuans”.

There are all kinds of messy memories mixed together in my mind.

Under such circumstances, he actually felt that his so-called “front” memory was vaguely vague!

Did he really, experience ex-boyfriend?

Who can say that it was not a memory specially injected into his soul?

Like a precognitive dream?!

In fact, whether it is advanced or not, whether it is important or not, may not be that important.

But all these made Lin Chuan realize——

Maybe I am living in a scam!

He worked so hard to become stronger, and even became crazy strong under the guidance of the so-called “heavy”!

But is all this just preparing wedding clothes for others?

No.

That other person is another him.

In a sense, what he did was a service to himself.

but……

but!

There is an episode in Doraemon where Nobita cuts out his own shadow and makes it work for him.

Over time.

The shadow is “black”!

He wants to replace Nobita and become a real person!

The shadow in the story is a villain in a unit set.

I think Nobita is the protagonist.

You can stand from the perspective of the shadow.

If shadows really had thoughts…

Who is willing to be a shadow all his life?

Is Lin Chuan willing to serve as a model for another self? !

Of course you don’t want to!

Even that “other self” might have created his existence!

but!

It is him!

He worked hard to become stronger in order to control his own people!

Maybe his significant other thinks the same way.

but!

He must keep the power firmly in his own hands!

In a very short period of time, Lin Chuan’s worldview seemed to have undergone a collapse and reconstruction!

He is still determined to control his own people!

Xu Xuanming saw it with his own eyes——

The young man’s eyes went from being shocked and devastated to being shattered and confused, but little by little, he regained his firm belief.

Xu Xuanming sighed softly: “You thought about it, right?”

Lin Chuan looked deeply at Xu Xuanming: “Why do you know so much about this?”

Xu Xuanming shook his head slightly: “To a large extent, I am just guessing.”

“I’ve heard the announcement for entering the game four times in a row.”

“In the first three times, there was no phrase ‘noon arrives’. Only the fourth time, which you initiated, had this phrase added.”

“I noticed it at the time, but I just thought it was a hint for this game.”

“It was only just now that I guessed…”

Xu Xuanming’s words were particularly sincere.

That old face also looks kind and gentle.

But Lin Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly and chuckled:

“How long have you lived, old man?”

Just this one question made Xu Xuanming’s pupils shrink!

Lin Chuan laughed again: “I heard that the history of the Death Sin City is very, very long.”

“When it was first expanded, which was when I first entered the game, you probably hadn’t released it yet, right?”

“You… at least you are now, you should be some old monster, right?”

“God?”

Lin Chuan raised his eyebrows and read out these two words.

“Xu Xuanming”‘s face was so silent that there was not a trace of expression.

After an unknown amount of time, he asked calmly, “When did you find out?”

Lin Chuan did not answer, but asked in return: “When did you descend upon this old man?”

“Xu Xuanming” was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled faintly and said frankly: “When you killed Lin Chuan one by one, the integrity of your soul soared all the way.”

Lin Chuan was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, “So, you really left a mark on me, right, drunkard? Or should I say, foreigner?”

“Hahahahahahaha!”

Xu Xuanming, or more precisely, the foreigner, suddenly laughed heartily.

After a while, he squinted at Lin Chuan and said, “Little ghost, do you still remember what you promised me?”

Lin Chuan must remember.

When he tied the Heavenly Stele, he remembered the agreement with the drunkard.

However, he did not answer at this time. Instead, he looked at the old man who was using Xu Xuanming’s body and said calmly, “When did you find out that I was the other half of the soul of the person in the City of Death?”

The ghost guy raised his eyebrows: “Just now.”

As he spoke, he sighed again, “When I first met you, I only vaguely felt that you were extraordinary. If you didn’t die, you would have achieved something.”

“The second time you changed your profession into a ‘spirit’, I was shocked, but I never thought that you would be the redeemed spirit of the murderer.”

“Who could have imagined that?! The soul of the God of Death who once wanted to kill all the people in the world would actually be transformed into a ‘soul’!”

“This is ridiculous!”

“Redemption soul?” Lin Chuan frowned slightly, “I am the redemption soul of the God of Death.”

“Yes.” The foreigner did not hide it.

Lin Chuan nodded, and looked at the foreigner dimly: “Well, let’s go back to the previous question -“

“Why do you know so much about this?”

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully, “Could it be that you have also experienced this?”

He thought the foreigner would talk about other things or deliberately avoid the question.

Unexpectedly, the old man smiled heartily and said frankly: “Yes, I have experienced this.”

“All the gods, or those who have escaped from the killing game, have experienced this.”

“This is a gamble with the killing game itself.”

“If you win, you escape from the killing game; if you lose, you abandon your soul and are doomed!”

“All so-called ‘gods’ only have one chance.”

“But that legendary figure gambled four times!”