Cannon Fodder Counterattack System (31)

At the same time, in the illusion hidden deep in the rift.

After noticing that Jiang Mingyu and the three people from the Supernatural Bureau had left the house, Shang Li pulled Cui Lan out of the room, walked through the corridor, and arrived at the master bedroom with the door closed.

“Boom boom boom.”

Shang Li knocked on the door three times. "Hi, is the slightly older Mr. Lu here?"

The moment the words fell, the door opened from the inside, and the thin and handsome face was exposed to the eyes of the two people standing in the corridor.

"Long time no see, great prophet."

Shang Li held Cui Lan's arm affectionately with one hand and waved to the young man whose appearance had changed drastically with the other hand.

"It's been a long time... although for you it may only be two or three days."

Lu Yao looked between the two of them a few times, then pulled his clothes back a few times, "I'm sorry, I can only face you in this unseemly manner now."

"It doesn't matter. You weren't very respectable before."

Shang Li comforted her in a gentle voice.

Hearing this, Lu Yao couldn't help but turned his head and laughed briefly.

"Come in."

He stepped aside to let the two enter the room. "Don't worry, there's nothing inappropriate to see."

Cui Lan looked down inadvertently, and noticed the buckles on the young man's ankles and the chains winding on the floor. His expression became a little strange for a moment.

Is this suitable for viewing?

He looked at Shang Li silently, and when the ghost turned his head in confusion, he quickly looked away.

Shang Li raised his eyebrows and was about to lean over to ask, but Cui Lan took the lead and coughed lightly as if nothing had happened, and said to Lu Yao: "It seems that your living environment is not bad."

The master bedroom was completely different from the one they had lived in before, and its décor was even more luxurious than he had imagined a rich person would be able to imagine.

"It's OK."

Lu Yao led them to the small tea table and sat down. "At least they were not abused."

"Then how did you become like this?"

Shang Li asked curiously, "You're so thin that you look like you've shrunk into water."

"... There's no other way. I used a tool to allow my soul to travel through time."

At this point, Lu Yao said helplessly, "According to the current time point, this body is not even a college graduate yet."

"If you are locked up here for two or three years when you are growing taller, you won't have a chance to become a bodybuilder even if you want to."

He raised his arm and showed the two his body, which was much more slender than the original timeline. "Well, your body is still considered healthy, which is a good result."

“It’s pretty good actually.”

Shang Li nodded. "Before, that big head was like a wall. I was afraid that you would accidentally crush Xiao Jiang to death when you hugged him."

"You are sick."

Lu Yao's mouth twitched twice. "Being locked up in a closed space for a long time will make you depressed. The fact that I can still act like a normal person and joke with you guys shows that I have a strong will."

"All right."

Shang Li shrugged and asked, "How did Xiao Jiang lock you up here?"

"What other reason could there be?"

Lu Yao replied unhappily, "Because I'm a wimp."

"That guy who wears shorts every day can't appear directly in this timeline, and the other psychics I hired as thugs can't beat him."

"Later, I thought about using love to move him, and he was indeed moved."

"Yuyu was directly moved from escaping and wanting me to leave him and return to the original timeline to arresting me and locking me up here as a pet."

"puff."

Cui Lan immediately covered the lower half of his face with his hands, while Shang Li buried his face in the shoulder of the person next to him.

“…”

Lu Yao was speechless, "Do I look like I'm joking?"

"no."

Shang Li and Cui Lan quickly regained their composure.

“…”

"You didn't come to me to discuss business, did you?"

After a while, Lu Yao looked at the two people who were in a relaxed posture and said so.

"There is nothing serious to discuss."

Shang Li put his elbows on the table and blinked his red eyes, "Do you expect us to rescue you now?"

Cui Lan crossed her arms and slowly leaned back in her chair. "The original action plan has been completely disrupted. It is almost impossible to continue."

"So we can only chat with you and drink tea to relieve our boredom."

Shang Li fluently continued the conversation, took out a deck of poker cards from his pocket and placed them on the small tea table, "Here, let's play Landlord."

"If you don't like playing Landlord, call that Xiao Lu and the four of us can play Mahjong."

"...You know Jiang Mingyu is doing something very dangerous right now, right?"

Lu Yao stared at the deck of cards in silence for a moment before speaking slowly.

"What can I do even if I know?"

Shang Li started to shuffle his cards, "If we go out to stop them now, we will disrupt what could have been done, and that would ruin everything."

"Since Xiao Jiang wants to do this, then let's do it. What if it really works?"

“Anyway, no matter how bad the ending is, all of us will die here, and then the world will start over.” Cui Lan said calmly.

He watched the cards fluttering like butterflies between her slender, pale fingertips. The movements were so delicate and resembled some kind of acrobatic performance, which was extremely pleasing to the eye.

"If you think about it carefully, the last memory of this life is sitting at the table playing cards with my family, which is not a bad thing."

Shang Li started from Lu Yao's direction and dealt the cards one by one in an elegant manner, "A good attitude determines a man's life."

"Or is it that the reason you're anxious is because Xiao Jiang excluded you from the plan?"

He chuckled, "It's still vivid in my mind."

When Lu Yao heard this, he rubbed his face in annoyance, "It's about the change of the timeline. If we're not careful..."

"Prophet, can you see the future outcome?" Shang Li interrupted him.

“…”

"cannot."

Lu Yao lowered his eyelids and slowly sorted out the cards dealt to him, rubbing his fingertips across the smooth surface of the cards. "I don't have any real prophetic powers. All I have are all the memories before the reboot."

After saying that, he almost instinctively played one against three.

"Those who are reborn, aren't they better?"

Cui Lan followed suit and played a pair of sevens, saying, "You can keep summarizing your past mistakes. You can always find a good result in a certain timeline in the future. What's there to be afraid of?"

"But restarting will eventually come to an end," Lu Yao said.

Hearing this, Shang Li, who was about to make a move, raised his eyelids and said, "Well, what do you mean?"

"It is obvious that the power of this world is always limited, and each restart consumes a lot of energy."

Lu Yao sorted out the cards in his hand twice, "And the energy that the systems sent out of the world will not be restored by restarting."

"This restart may be the last one."

"I can no longer judge which outcome is worse: being destroyed because the system drains away energy or being destroyed because of the constant restart and consumption of energy." He laughed twice in despair.

Afterwards, Lu Yao looked at Shang Li and reminded him, "It's your turn to play."

——

Meanwhile, in the desert on the other side, a white ball emitting colorful light slowly flew out from the chest of the pink-haired young man.

[After staying in this world for a hundred years, it is finally time for the end. 】

The cannon fodder counterattack system 010, who had previously disguised itself as another number in front of Shang Li, said calmly in Jiang Mingyu's mind: [Host, after so many years of cooperation, we have both achieved our respective goals.]

[In this world, no one can control you anymore, and I have finally gathered enough energy to return to the system space.]

【Well then...goodbye, host.】

It bids farewell.

"Um."

Jiang Mingyu responded with a smile, then watched quietly as the system in front of him activated the transmission channel.

010 has always shown a businesslike attitude, but now that it is about to leave, it finally reveals a bit of impatience.

A silver beam of light as thick as a bowl bloomed from the strange snake-shaped head in mid-air. In the blink of an eye, it passed through the flying sand and pointed straight to the sky, but no member of the Supernatural Bureau present could see it.

——Except the three who were “connected” to the Internet by Shang Li.

"What is this?!"

Chen Jin stared at the strange phenomenon in the sky, dumbfounded, "Jiang Mingyu's supernatural power?!"

"Sir, it looks like it's going to break through the wall of the space!"

The short-haired girl shouted.

As soon as the words fell, a crisp sound was heard in their ears. The top of the silver light column poked a black hole at the top of the crack. The broken space wall fell from the sky like translucent glass, and then slowly dissipated.

Countless dark monsters began to get restless and rushed towards the hole above the sky with a roar, but were immediately pressed to a certain height by an invisible barrier and could not move upwards even a little bit.

In a secluded location in the desert, Shang Li No. 2 from this timeline was standing on top of a sand dune, next to him was a stone tablet tied with a white cloth.

He held the green dumpling in his hand, with smooth and beautiful features and his chin raised, his obsidian eyes looked into the distance at the countless strange dark clouds.

"Are you happy to be home?"

Number Two asked with a smile.

The green ball did not respond, and could not respond.

Starting from the bottom where it meets the palm, blood-red lines spread across its translucent body, gradually moving upwards and then expanding until it occupied every corner.

The red energy invaded the system with an extremely domineering attitude, tampering with the data and making it a part of the body.

And the dark eyes of No. 2 gradually turned red from the edge of the pupil to the inside.

When the blood-red color covered the last bit of darkness, he narrowed his familiar eyes.

"Well, we have exactly the same soul, so we should also have a unified and connected consciousness."

Shang Li faced the sky, as if talking to himself.

He checked the situation in the illusion through the vision of the ghosts who were playing cards in the illusion, and then withdrew his attention.

Then, Shang Li appeared in mid-air in the form of a data ghost, and let his fading body fall straight down and sink into the quicksand.

At the same time, Jiang Mingyu caught a glimpse of a fleeting red flash in the silver channel in front of him that was about to connect to the system space.

The channel was established, and a large round mechanical eye flashing a dangerous red light suddenly appeared at the gap in the sky.