Cannon Fodder Counterattack System (VI)

After a dizzy spell, Jiang Mingyu slowly opened his eyes.

What came into view was still the basement, but now it was completely different from the empty state before.

Lu Yao was standing at the main seat at the conference table. His muscular physique held up the three-piece suit perfectly. His expression was serious and he exuded a sense of oppression.

Several unfamiliar people sat at the long table, leaving only one seat empty.

These people are both men and women, and of different body shapes, but what they all have in common is that they don't seem to be easy to mess with.

Jiang Mingyu carefully scanned the faces of these people and felt something strange.

As someone who has been around Lu Yao and Cui Lan for a long time, it is impossible for me not to recognize either of them...

No, there is one.

His eyes fell on the last thin man at the end of the long table.

Jiang Mingyu remembered that he had seen that person in the cruise ship's surveillance video before, and after meeting Shang Li and Cui Lan, the impression of him became even deeper.

But in my memory, he should have died on the cruise ship.

Is this a timeline earlier than the cruise?

"Where on earth is this place?"

Jiang Mingyu stood beside them unobstructed, but found that no one could see him, so he asked the cannon fodder counterattack system in his heart.

[As you can see, it's a basement.] The system responded evasively.

Jiang Mingyu: “…”

He walked around to the only empty seat in silence.

The person sitting here seemed to have left halfway, and a gold-rimmed pen was left on the table near the seat.

Jiang Mingyu recognized this pen because Lu Yao had given it to him as a gift not long ago.

"It seems like there's a place reserved for me..."

He couldn't help but complain, then shook his head, "How is that possible?"

Jiang Mingyu tried to pick up the pen on the table, but found that it seemed to be welded to the table. So he tried to pick up the page of the book next to him, but got the same result.

I can't have any impact on the environment at all.

“Bang!!”

The sound of hands slapping on the whiteboard suddenly drew his attention.

"Our next goal is to eliminate the underground supernatural organization that has been against us..."

Lu Yao placed his large palm on the whiteboard and said coldly.

Jiang Mingyu followed his movements and saw a few large characters written on the top of the whiteboard:

【Undercurrent xth combat meeting】

"Tsk, our Dark Current is one of the largest organizations in Yan City. Even the Supernatural Bureau is wary of us."

One of the men with a scar on his face interrupted Lu Yao and asked casually, "Boss, is it necessary to make such a cautious plan?"

"I just got off work and I'm in a hurry to go home and sleep."

Boss?

Jiang Mingyu thought, isn't Brother Lan the boss of your organization? Could it be that he is just a figurehead and the real boss is Lu Yao?

"If you don't want to listen, get out."

Lu Yao pointed lightly towards the gate.

Scarface choked and got angry. He stood up and walked out. "Hey, I really don't want to accompany you anymore."

"I've worked for people for so many years, and everyone should be treated well, but I'm treated like a piece of shit here!"

He slapped the table, walked around Jiang Mingyu and went straight to the basement door.

Scarface suddenly pushed the door open and was about to leave, but his body suddenly seemed to be frozen and could not move anymore.

What greeted him outside the door was the black muzzle of a gun.

The cold, hard object pressed firmly against his head.

“Bang!!”

The next second, a deafening sound rang out.

Blood splattered from the back of the man's head.

The scarlet liquid passed through the void and bounced in front of Jiang Mingyu, who was approximately at the opposite corner.

"ah--!!"

Jiang Mingyu's face turned pale and he fell to the ground in fright.

The young man, who had been extremely well protected from childhood to adulthood, had never seen such a scene before, and he immediately trembled and screamed.

He bit his lips tightly and looked at the murderer standing at the door in horror.

The scarface fell down slowly, and the young man hummed a tuneless song, stepped directly on the corpse, walked into the basement, and emerged from the darkness.

The first thing that caught my eye was his beautiful short pink hair.

Next came the well-behaved, gentle, and very familiar face.

This is... me?!

Jiang Mingyu jumped up from the ground, wiped his eyes, and looked at the person opposite him again with uncertainty, confirming that this person really looked exactly like him.

As soon as the young man entered, he was greeted one after another.

"Hello, sister-in-law."

"Second Boss, you are late—"

Even Lu Yao's originally cold expression couldn't help but soften a lot.

Seeing his partner casually kill someone, he was not surprised at all. He just asked the waiter to drag the body out and deal with it.

"Okay, let's get back to business."

"Uh-huh--"

Jiang Mingyu looked at the man disdainfully as he responded twice perfunctorily, then walked towards him and was about to sit in this seat.

He subconsciously stood up and moved aside.

Where on earth is this place?

How could I be a member of this organization? Where did Brother Lan go?

Jiang Mingyu searched his mind, making sure that his past memories were coherent and complete.

His hands were cold and he entangled them nervously.

Why did this person just come in so casually? Why didn't Lu Yao hide anything at all?

Is that me? Or is it just another guy who looks like me?

Jiang Mingyu looked at the young man and couldn't help but sourly began to play out the tragic substitute drama in his mind.

And that "Jiang Mingyu" naturally noticed nothing. He crossed his legs and leisurely wiped the gun in his hand, his eyes filled with confidence and pride that Jiang Mingyu had never had before.

But after Jiang Mingyu stared for a long time, he discovered some familiar details.

His posture and movements are somewhat similar to Shang Li's.

This is a habit I developed at some point, and I began to like imitating my brother's usual leisurely and carefree attitude.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mingyu's heart calmed down a little.

He stood aside like a waiter, listened to the entire meeting in silence, and followed the crowd out of the room.

"Jiang Mingyu" and Lu Yao walked at the end of the crowd, continuing to discuss the details of the plan in low voices all the way.

Jiang Mingyu followed them, listening to himself persuading Lu Yao with eloquent words, and couldn't help feeling a little envious.

"By the way, regarding Shang Li's matter..."

Lu Yao said: "The follow-up matters have been handled. I sent someone to bury him in the nearest cemetery. You can rest assured."

"Thank you, Brother Yao."

"Jiang Mingyu" raised the corners of his lips, his eyes filled with indiscernible emotions.

Jiang Mingyu, who was standing beside them, suddenly heard the news of his brother's death: "?"

No, huh?

——

On the other side, the red data ball huddled in a corner.

Seeing that the tip of the enchanted knife of the silver-eyed young man was about to stab him, he quickly opened the microphone, "Don't hit me!"

"I am Shang Li——!!"

The data balls scattered and then gathered behind Cui Lan, transforming into the appearance of red ghosts.

"Can't you recognize my current condition?" Shang Li said pitifully.

"Every time traveler has tried their best to prove to me that they are real. You are the sixth one."

The silver-eyed young man turned around and looked directly into the ghostly red eyes, his whole body filled with murderous intent, "You are also the only one who faces me in this form, you deserve praise."

Shang Li: “…”

Damn, this sounds so familiar.

He didn't dare to distort Cui Lan's senses, for fear that his wife would be enraged and go wild like before in the rift.

The information ghost's ability is indeed very powerful in some aspects, but it is also extremely fragile, especially since he is now without physical protection.

For example, Shang Li's ghost form is so fragile that when he jumps around in a group, you don't even need to attack him specifically to output damage, as his health bar will be accidentally emptied by the overflowing energy wave.

Now he had no way to escape and was trapped in a narrow independent space without mobility. Cui Lan used a small range skill, and all that awaited him was eternal sleep.

Thinking of this, Shang Li chose to surrender quickly, "Brother, I beg you, let's stop fighting first."

He raised his hands and spoke in an obedient tone.

Cui Lan pretended not to hear and turned around to chop with his sword.

"Cui Lan, if you want the real Shang Li to come back, just listen to what I have to say!!"

A silver light came with the sound of breaking wind. Shang Li immediately closed his eyes and shouted as fast as he could.

“Zheng——”

The long knife stopped steadily, and the tip of the knife gently touched the ghost's Adam's apple.

"say."

Cui Lan raised his eyelids coldly.

Tsk.

Shang Li opened his red pupils, but couldn't help squinting them again.

He walked around the length of the room and landed on the ground. He coughed softly and said, "It's like this. Originally, our time was the beginning of 2026..."

Cui Lan couldn't help but frown when he heard this.

"But because of this kid's ability, your state has returned to the past."

Shang Li kicked Ye Bai, who fell to the ground paralyzed like a dead body.

"...According to what you said, I came to five years later." After hearing the whole story, Cui Lan's expression returned to calm.

"That's it." Shang Li nodded vigorously.

Cui Lan's attitude did not waver at all. "Why should I trust you?"

"What does this have to do with the real Shang Li coming back? Do you think I will acknowledge your identity just like that?"

Shang Li choked.

He said dryly, "Why don't we go outside and take a look?"

"So you can take the opportunity to escape?"

Shang Li: “…”

After being scolded several times in a row, he couldn't help but get angry, "Haha, think whatever you want, it's not me who's anxious anyway."

The ghost raised the corners of his lips, twisted his long hair and said in a sinister tone: "I don't mind staying here for the rest of my life, but someone... oh, what if the effect of the supernatural power is lifted? I can only regret it for acting impulsively at that time."

"Wuwuwu, how pitiful~"

“…”

When Cui Lan heard this tone that was both smiling and angry, his expression suddenly became strange.

Then he snorted coldly and looked away.

The long sword was slowly lowered, and the supernatural effects around him were also removed.

Shang Li noticed that the space wall disappeared and was finally satisfied. "Hehe, that's how it should be. Don't keep fighting and killing each other and end up with nothing. It's best to solve the problem peacefully."

"Shut your mouth."

Cui Lan sheathed the knife and stuck the tip of the sheath into the ground, making a dull sound.

Shang Li didn't care and walked towards Lu's house leisurely. "Well, if you really don't believe me, I'll go to the house and find you a proof."

"By the way, the time on your cell phone must have been traced back as well. There's no need to check."

“…”

Cui Lan silently put the old model mobile phone he had just picked up back into his coat pocket and followed the ghost.

It was too unsafe for Ye Bai to lie outside alone in the middle of winter, and Shang Li had no physical body. Fortunately, Cui Lan was soft-hearted. She picked up the child by the collar and dragged him back, throwing him on the sofa in the living room.

"Where is this place?" Cui Lan looked around and asked.

"The home of your brother's marriage partner." Shang Li answered casually.

Cui Lan: “?”

“That’s pretty impressive.”

After a while, he slowly uttered three words.

The wall clock in Lu's living room does not display the year, so the two of them wandered around and finally arrived at the study on the second floor.

The door slowly opened as Cui Lan pushed it open. Shang Li immediately felt something was wrong when he saw that the things in the study had changed slightly.

Damn it, this place couldn't have been traced back as well.

Didn’t I deliberately teach that child that Fang Yi’s abilities must be controlled within certain limits?

Despite this, he still pretended nothing had happened and signaled Cui Lan to turn on the power.

It doesn't matter, I will falsify the data.

"There is a computer here. The time on it must be accurate." Shang Li said confidently, "Cui Lan, just wait and see."

"No thanks, you'll falsify the data anyway."

Cui Lan directly and coldly exposed You Ling's thoughts.

"whispering sound."

Just as Shang Li opened his mouth to continue speaking, the silver-eyed young man suddenly turned his head as if he had heard something, and interrupted him in a low voice, "Stop, there's someone outside."

Shang Li raised his eyebrows, he set up a shield and went to the source of the sound with Cui Lan.

Downstairs, the crystal chandelier in the living room had been turned on, and several people walked into the living room from the corridor leading to the back and came into their sight.

In addition to the expected Lu Yao and Jiang Mingyu, there are also several people of different body shapes and genders.

"Strange, where did these people come from?"

Shang Li narrowed his eyes and found a familiar thin man inside.

flax.

"Why is he here?"

Cui Lan’s expression darkened.