Chapter 116: The Road to Heaven 8 It’s Me

Since you are still in the game, you must follow the rules of the game.

Zhuci's eyes swept across all the players in the audience, including Nono who was holding his hand.

"Let's begin. Everyone," he said.

Nuonuo naturally knew the importance of the matter. She looked at Zhu Ci unwillingly and had to let go.

The owner of the castle is missing, but Zhuci is still here and will be needed for the subsequent mission.

"Interesting." Sansi murmured.

His voice was relatively low, but the man in white still heard it.

The man in white looked at him meaningfully, as if waiting for him to say something.

Sansi held out his hand: "Want a dance?"

The man in white looked around, then slowly put his hand up.

The music did not change its original tune; it was still heavy, so heavy that it was difficult to move. They linked arms and danced in a disjointed manner.

The man in white often looked at Zhuci who was walking up the stairs to the corridor on the second floor.

"Focus on it." Sansi squeezed his hand, leaned closer and whispered, "Focus on your feet."

There were fewer and fewer people, the music was like funeral music, and the position of the "castle owner" who had fallen to the ground after the puppet strings were cut was now empty.

The people who were swallowed were silent and unaware of what was happening.

They looked down.

There are few depressions in the floor, but some floors seem to be special. Once you step on them, you will fall down.

"Nourishment." said the man in white.

Sansi nodded when he heard this: "Maybe? But how many people must be sacrificed for it to grow?"

Once the dance starts, there's no stopping it, so it's important to watch your step.

Those NPCs probably exist to help them remember the location of the false floor.

Zhu Ci looked down from above. These people each had their own abilities. This test might be fatal to ordinary players, but they were different.

The player named Zhou Nian has the ability to control, and he can indirectly use the waiter next to him.

But this dance needs a loser, otherwise there is no winner.

Dying here like this might not be a bad choice, because what happens next is not something you can just watch.

…

The music came to an end, and it was followed by a lively and cheerful piece of music. It was difficult for people without dance skills to follow the beat of this piece.

No one present was paying attention to the rhythm.

The ground shook slightly, and then large areas of the floor surface collapsed.

Nuonuo and the boy fell down. The boy quickly grabbed her hand and then threw out a piece of white paper. The white paper sucked them in, and they came out and jumped to another place.

Idhaila has the skill to float in the air, but the others don't. Faced with a large-scale collapse of the ground, they can only find a way to use the surrounding walls.

Sansi was the first to focus his attention on Zhuci: "Everyone go upstairs!"

Zhu Ci said: "The stairs are broken."

From the beginning, the second floor and the first floor have become two spaces that can only see each other but cannot touch each other.

The ground was almost empty, with only a tiny edge left, and the players squeezed into a corner, sticking their knives into the wall to hold on.

"Is it broken? Ha." Sansi sneered.

Zhu Ci blinked a few times, and the floor suddenly began to recover, and even his position changed.

An uncertain premonition filled his heart. Zhu Ci looked at Nuonuo who suddenly grabbed his hand. Did time go back?

"Catch him, Nono." Sansi said suddenly.

"Aren't you afraid of being eliminated?" Zhu Ci asked.

"The dance is over, and you must die here!" He was probably angry and no longer cared about his personal image.

"No, you are the ones who are going to die here." Zhu Ci replied calmly, "Killing me will be useless."

Even though his life was held fast and he was only one step away from death, Zhu Ci just calmly stated the facts. He looked at the people in front of him, and finally his eyes fell on Zhou Nian's face. This person stood in the corner like watching a play. The only one who was jealous of him was Yidehaila.

Meeting Zhu Ci's gaze, Zhou Nian opened his mouth and silently said, "Guess what the real ending is?"

This sentence is obviously in line with the mission of the speech. But only the speech understands what is going on.

…

"Do you know where fate ends?"

Those were the words Zhou Nian said to Zhu Ci after he discovered him. There was no doubt that he could have killed Zhu Ci directly at that time, but he didn't, as if the needles shot at him at the beginning were just a joke.

"From the moment you enter this game, you are on the road to eternity. Every time node can be magnified into eternity. Time is just a storage tool, and becoming a god means possessing eternity at every moment. From that moment on, death and life are predetermined for them, and can be seen and called upon at any time."

"What are you doing?" Zhu Ci wiped the blood off his face, not moved by his nonsense. "Are you confusing the concepts of life and death so that I can die peacefully?"

"Life and death are simultaneous." Zhou Nian smiled softly, "You should have experienced the power of saving files, Zhuci, what you borrowed is not the power of time, but eternity."

Zhuci was silent. At that moment, he suddenly understood: "It turned out to be you..."

"Shh, don't say inappropriate things." Zhou Nian looked behind him, "Someone is eager to tell you everything."

Zhu Ci turned around and saw the man with chestnut hair.

He didn't know how long he had been standing there. Finally, he asked Zhou Nian, "Do you want to go to hell too?"

"Hell? You'll be out of work sooner or later guarding just six doors, and by then, maybe I'll be your undertaker." Zhou Nian shook his head helplessly, turned around and left.

…

Nono asked: "Are you really going to kill him?"

Three or four frowned and sneered: "Kill."

Zhu Ci closed his eyes quietly, waiting for the moment of death to come.

The sound beside his ears was very quiet, and the flow of air in front of him made his face feel a little colder.

You can save your game the moment you die, so the pain won't last long.

Zhu Ci was not afraid of death, but if there were three or four people who killed him, he would find it somewhat ridiculous. In order for this person to live up to his name, he really had to be killed three or four times.

However, the expected death did not come, and the collision sound was not directed at him.

Zhu Ci slowly opened his eyes and unexpectedly found a man in white standing in front of him.

He seemed to have grabbed Nuonuo and thrown her out.

Sansi was standing on the first floor and caught the girl. He frowned and looked at the man in white, as if he was extremely puzzled.

"Hehe, what's the benefit of helping him? Do you like him? Why do you have to go against me?" He laughed angrily.

The man in white grabbed Zhuci's hand.

【The save file has been overwritten.】

"Let's go." The man in white said to Zhuci.

Zhu Ci shook his head: "We can't leave. One of us must die here."

Man in white: “Why?”

"That seed needs nutrients to grow."

"I'm talking about you."

Zhu Ci said helplessly: "Including me."

"Are you speaking for a boss?" After Nono stood still, he still didn't understand what the man in white did.

The woman walked out of the mist and said, "In that case, you should be prepared to become our enemy."

The man in white had a calm look in his eyes and was so calm that he didn't look like a normal person: "Oh."

He was determined to help with the speech.

It was the first time that they saw players colluding with the Boss, even willing to kill themselves. Everyone found it outrageous.

Sansi walked forward and asked: "When did you find it?"

"What?" asked the man in white.

"When did you recognize me?" three or four loud voices asked.

The man in white said, "The first time I saw him."

He was giving a congratulatory speech.

Zhu Ci looked aside. In fact, he didn't understand why the person who seemed the most indifferent would take the initiative to help him.

"Haha, that's right." Sansi laughed at himself.

"You two really aren't having an affair, are you?" Nono couldn't help but gossip.

Faced with these questions, the man in white did not answer, but reached out and took off the mask.

Time seemed to stretch out at that moment, and the air gradually became quiet, as if something extremely strange had happened.

The face under the mask stunned everyone.

Zhuci looked over with mixed feelings. In fact, he had a vague guess, but he didn't dare to admit it.

The other person looked almost exactly like him, but his features were deeper and colder, and there was a red teardrop mole under the left corner of his eye.

They have the same name, look the same, have similar auras, and even identical expressions. They are clearly the same person.

In fact, everyone has guessed this idea, but the reason they are not sure is their behavior and personality.

The strength of the man in white is unfathomable, and he hasn't even used his special abilities. In comparison, Zhu Ci is too weak.

And in terms of personality, Zhu Ci is obviously more lively, although he is also dull and doesn't like to talk. What's more, Zhu Ci doesn't have face blindness.

Nuonuo thought, if they looked exactly the same, how could this guy be fooled by such outrageous disguises? Doesn't he even know what he looks like?

But how could a person not recognize himself? The man in white recognized the real thing the first time he appeared during the speech.

"Your brother?" Yidhaila was probably interested in the situation and spoke more. She had discussed his origins with Zhu Ci before.

"He is me." The man in white said firmly.

Zhu Ci inexplicably accepted this fact. It was impossible to have a brother or clone. Only he could help him to this point. But why did he meet another self in this copy? Is this copy, this copy, the person in it real?

He shook his head. This was a question he had asked himself before, between the six doors behind that door.

"This sounds impossible. Two identical people will not appear in the same time and space." said Idhaila.

How could fate allow such an intersection?

"Because this is a copy, everything is possible." Zhou Nian said, "And because it is fate, the drama itself has no rules."

"A fate without rules? I really hope you can be eliminated now." Idhaila responded coldly.

However, no matter how they quarreled, what they wanted to discuss now was nothing more than how to pass this level.

The floor changed silently, and the ground cracked a little bit. Just like before, this was urging them to make a decision quickly.

"I know you want to protect 'yourself'. Of course, I don't really want to kill him." Sansi suddenly spoke with a smile, as if he was not the one who had just fallen out with him.

"What do you want?" asked the man in white.

Zhu Ci said: "Killing me will not help. You should understand that I am not the breakthrough point."

"Is that so? Then who should be the damned person?" Sansi glanced at all the players with ill intentions.