"Simon Hui revealed that you stole his space."
Di Xiu sensed something was wrong and asked, "Can you still see him now?"
001 and he looked at each other, then checked again. 001 nodded solemnly, a big question mark appearing in his big eyes.
"Is it because there haven't been any new main characters that there hasn't been any updates? Never mind, it has nothing to do with us. What if someone tries to steal the space? You've already given the space to the Heavenly Dao."
001 thought with a touch of melancholy, "Even if I told people about this, probably no one would believe me."
"Don't worry, no one can beat me."
"What if they're not so brave and come at you with tanks?"
Di Xiu said with some helplessness, "I also have superpowers."
Wang Hao's superpower is developing towards a head of bronze and arms of iron; furthermore, he won't stand still and let people beat him.
"...You haven't used it at all, I'd completely forgotten you had superpowers."
Di Xiu tugged at the panda beside him and asked, "Are the people from Base Two about to arrive?"
"Hmm, I wonder what their expressions will be when they find out that Simon Hui's second ability is really gone." 001 laughed unkindly.
The incident happened suddenly, and neither Di Xiu nor 001 expected the Heavenly Dao to be so ruthless. In addition, the people from Base Two were almost there, so they didn't bother to warn them.
Even if they were reminded, they wouldn't turn around immediately; they would first go and confirm, so they remained silent.
At night, the night owls, exhausted from the day and bored with the night, went to sleep on time, leaving only the patrol officers on duty tonight to diligently remain on duty.
Simon sat blankly in his special cell, with a bagel and a cup of pumpkin porridge with a straw hanging in front of him.
He tried to escape before, and that's how he's been treated ever since.
He was very hungry, his stomach kept growling, but he didn't touch the pumpkin porridge until it became thick and cooled. If it weren't for the occasional blink of his eyelids, the people watching him would have thought he had died on the spot.
Around 10 o'clock, a voice came through the microphone: "Hey, you dual-ability user, if you don't eat soon, I'm bringing the food back."
Ximen Hui's eyes twitched slightly, but he didn't react, as if he were lifeless.
The rope carrying the bread and porridge rose, taking the food away, but he still didn't react.
He has been trampled at the bottom and also climbed to the top. He has tasted the power and strength, and he cannot accept everything now.
He frantically revealed his cards, only to receive a bored look in return. He was pleased with his own space, but some people looked down on him.
That person was an ordinary person with no special abilities.
At ten o'clock, he felt his eyelids become heavy, and the things on his body seemed to be pressing in from all directions like stones, making it hard for him to breathe. Suddenly, the stones left, and he felt a long-lost sense of relief.
Ximen Hui looked around blankly, moved his hands and feet, and found that he did not feel restrained. He was confused about his current situation.
This was a pure white space, whiter than his hair. Looking at it for too long could make one dizzy and disoriented, unlike being in complete darkness.
The ground beneath his feet wasn't ground in the traditional sense. He could feel the stability of solid ground beneath his feet, but his depth perception was also unconsciously at work, as if an infinite abyss was extending downwards.
He tentatively took a couple of steps, then sat down again in a defiant manner.
He didn't have to wait long before a tall, strong figure appeared before him. His simple appearance and unapproachable demeanor were completely unlike any of the Wang Hao he remembered, except for his face.
His eyes immediately turned red, and he jumped up and threw a punch, but it was blocked and he was pushed down.
"Wang Hao! No, you're not Wang Hao, you're a devil! Die!"
Di Xiu casually swatted away the person who lunged at him again. Xi Men Hui felt an invisible foot stepping on his chest with immense force, making it impossible for him to get up.
He glared at the person in front of him, yet felt despair at the vast difference in their strength; he couldn't even figure out what was going on.
"You have the guts to kill me, or I'll fight you to the death! I'm the protagonist, I'm the main character, I will definitely kill you... #￥%#\u0026*..."
Di Xiu raised his hand and slapped Ximen Hui across the face from a distance. Ximen Hui immediately heard a "crack" from his neck and was forced to shut his mouth.
He realized that the pain and sensations were real.
A red rune appeared at Di Xiu's fingertip, a very righteous kind of red. He flicked his finger and it landed on Di Xiu's forehead, then disappeared.
"Is Wang Hao's death related to you?"
Simon spat, about to deny it, but his mouth said honestly, "So what if it is? He dared to betray me, he deserves to die."
What did you do?
"Heh, it was just that I planted some mental energy in his brain. It's just bad luck that he died."
Emperor Xiu looked at him for two seconds, then waved his hand to disperse the runes, and a point of divine sense landed on him between his brows.
As Simon Hui watched the pure white space gradually dissipate, revealing the real prison cell, he felt a surge of joy, followed by a sudden wave of unease.
Did that devil just let him go so easily? He would never let him go. What is he going to do? How can he survive his bizarre methods?
He looked around nervously, his pupils darting around, but he only saw two prison guards.
No, that devil must have sneaked in, definitely. He couldn't have done something to me when I wasn't there, it's impossible... But... is it really impossible?
"Who are you? Are you helping him to harm me?! Get out of my way!" Simon Hui stared wide-eyed, shouting hoarsely as he twisted away.
Two fully armed prison guards were checking on him. When they saw that he had woken up, before they could even organize their thoughts, he suddenly turned into a lunatic.
That wasn't the end of it. As soon as he shouted those words, his pupils turned purple, his whole body flashed with light, his white hair exploded, blood flowed from his seven orifices, his head drooped, and he collapsed to the ground, motionless.
Because of the insulating material, neither of the two prison guards was hurt.
They checked his breathing and pulse, their expressions changed drastically, and they went out to contact the medical staff and the captain of the guard team.
Something terrible has happened; Simon Hui has committed suicide.
001 said speechlessly, "Why did you hit so hard?"
After a moment of silence, Di Xiu calmly said, "The wrong mine was planted."
001 pointed to his own eyes and asked earnestly, "Do you think I believe you?"
Di Xiu reached out and ruffled his hair, smiling slightly. 001 immediately lost his temper.
The base commander was woken up in the middle of the night and learned that Ximen Hui had died. He was immediately in a panic and opened a case overnight, asking people who used to work in criminal investigation and forensic medicine to investigate.
Before they could even find out anything, the people from Base Two arrived.
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