Two fingertips touched each other, one was flesh-colored, the other was... black.
Cheng Shi sat cross-legged on the ground, the sun scorching above his head and cold sweat pouring down his body.
He looked at the black shadow hand in front of him, which was separated from the ground and pressed against his fingers, and it took him a long time to recover.
ah?
Brother, I'm a little scared when you do this.
Is there anything that can't be discussed calmly? Are you so anxious that you've almost jumped off the ground?
How about you lie back down first and we can talk later?
For some reason, Cheng Shi's brain suddenly jumped, and he suddenly grabbed Shadow's wrist and tried to force it back to the ground.
But at the moment he made a move, Shadow suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist, the two hands, one black and one white, held each other, and then...
They started arm wrestling.
You're right, I'm really not going to say it, this shadow looks thin, but it's actually quite powerful.
The two "people" were equally matched and argued for a long time but neither of them won.
This absurd scene almost made Cheng Shi laugh, but the next second he let go of his hand with a pale face, crawled backwards for two steps, and left the shadow far away, then asked in doubt:
"Who are you?"
"......"
"say!"
"......"
"Are you transformed from a fruit?"
"......"
"Why, you dare to arm wrestle but not to speak?"
Cheng Shi tested it cautiously, while tightly gripping the [Death] Fun Ring in his hand, just in case.
However, after waiting for a long time, Shadow did not respond, but Cheng Shi "himself" spoke again.
"I've never seen an idiot talk to his own shadow."
"?"
Cheng Shi was shocked. He touched his mouth and said:
"I've never seen a mouth that curses at itself either."
"......"
It was rare that the foolish lips were choked and unable to speak. Cheng Shi saw that he had gained the upper hand and immediately lowered his posture to ask for advice:
"Brother Zui, what's going on?"
Foolish Lips rarely took the initiative to talk to Cheng Shi, but Cheng Shi already knew what was going on when he said this:
That is the shadow lying on the ground making the same movements as yourself. It is highly likely that there is no danger.
But where did it come from?
Is it really the fruit of Conjugated Whispering that I ate?
Only that fruit can have this effect, right?
The virtual and the real blend together and are born in conjugation. The manifestation of this will in people is just like that of a person and his shadow!
Thinking of this, Cheng Shi gradually became bolder.
He slowly crawled towards the other person, and his cautious eyes carefully looked at the shadow that was also crawling towards him.
Its current state is not so much a shadow as a three-dimensional transparent "person" that is pure black and has no surface texture details.
When Cheng Shi looked behind the shadow, his gaze could easily penetrate this "black" man, but when his focus turned back to the shadow itself, the transparent shadow seemed to solidify into an "existence" with a physical collision volume.
This feeling was so novel that Cheng Shi couldn't help but start touching his own shadow.
He began to carefully study the mirror shadow in front of him, which had broken away from the two-dimensional ground and turned into a three-dimensional existence.
It cannot speak and has no self-awareness. All its actions are replicas of Cheng Shi's actions. The two people are like mirror images, exactly the same yet opposite from each other.
But apart from these, it seems no different from a two-dimensional shadow.
When Cheng Shi took out a frying pan from his personal space, Shadow could not take out a "shadow version" of the frying pan.
Not only that, but what’s even more outrageous is that the pan has its own shadow, and its shadow is right where it’s supposed to be.
Only Cheng Shi's shadow stood in front of him, waving a non-existent "frying pan" in his hand, like a mentally ill patient wrapped in black cloth.
Cheng Shi looked at the inexplicable shadow in front of him with a strange expression, and couldn't help but shout at it.
Sure enough, the bottom of the pot passed through Shadow's body and fell to the ground.
Cheng Shi didn't stop. He continued to take out various things from the surroundings, from the warehouse, and from his personal space and threw them at Shadow, but these messy things could not leave any trace on Shadow.
until!
He blew a mask on the top of the shadow's head, and this time, it hit him hard!
The mask failed to pass through the shadow and instead got stuck on its head!
The body that even the dice of fate couldn't hit was now hit by the mask!
Cheng Shi's whole body trembled, and his pupils immediately shrank!
Could it be that...
He thought of something, stretched out his two hands with slightly trembling hands, and straightened the mask on the shadow's head, covering its face tightly.
And at the moment when the mask was pressed against him, with a "whoosh" sound, Cheng Shi's consciousness was taken away again.
It was sucked away before I could even react.
...
It is another sunny afternoon, and it is this familiar space again.
When Cheng Shi opened his eyes again, he was shocked to find himself back in...
The starting point of destiny!
Yes, the starting point of his destiny! And what lay before him was still the smiling mask and the motionless dice.
Only this time, the dice showed a 6.
"?"
Looking at this incredible scene, Cheng Shi seemed to have some guesses in his mind.
A bold guess that one dares not speak out loud.
He didn't dare to think too much, nor did he dare to think randomly. After taking two deep breaths to calm himself down, he asked the first question after entering the "Game of Faith" according to his memory to the two "God" tokens in front of him.
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