Abyss Express

Chapter 225 Operator # ①⑨·[Is It Real?·It is true? ]

Chapter 225 Operator # ①⑨·[Is It Real·It is true? ]

Foreword:

[It's just there, motionless. ]

[—— fox husband]

Sixty-three followed the quasi-king all the way forward, and brought Xue Ming to the tower of flesh and blood.

At that moment—

——Victor, who is keenly inspired, has a strong sense of déjà vu!

"The phenomenon of space-time disturbance has appeared again! FE204863! Have you found the right path?"

Liushisan didn't speak, and Xiang Wuwu had to walk forty-eight steps from the wishing pool before starting the bone-setting ceremony.

Sixty-three of these forty-eight steps can no longer remember how many times or how many times he walked.

The boss yelled feebly: "Concentrate on sending Mingde's remains into its body, don't worry about other things, no matter what Liusan does, you all have to do your best to cooperate."

At this moment——

——Liu Shisan's eyes changed frequently, from surprise to suspicion, and then relief.

Without the help of chocolate milk, no one knows what the master of this time and space is up to.

How many times has he activated the [Regret Potion]?

How many times has he tried?

Among the endless possibilities, which ending did he choose?

The phenomenon of space-time disturbance is still continuing, Liushisan's complexion is getting worse and worse, the time for the soul to leave the body should have reached the limit, and then his complexion turned rosy, as if he had passed the [quiet wind point]'s rest gap, and then began to Next time, next time, next time, next time.

In this terrifying and weird spiritual pressure environment, no one knows what will happen, and can only look forward to the blessing of the goddess of fate.

What Sixty-Three did was very simple——

——He sent Xueming to the front of the line, and at the same time pushed Shiraishi's conductor Hartman, asking the conductor to stay by the side of the boss, use the power of pyroxene to help Lingweng, and protect the weak body of the boss.

"Don't open your eyes, pay attention to the stride of your right leg. You are a standard right-handed person. When you walk forward, look at your teacher and stand behind him. Don't ask why. I don't have time to explain to you."

Immediately after, Liushisan suddenly stepped forward, pulled away the quasi-king of Huangshi District, and took away Mingde's original remains. The sharp prismatic bone cut a wound in his palm, and blood gushed out immediately.

"Go, go back."

Before Ouyang Yan could figure out what was going on, the boss immediately told him to be obedient.

Sixty-three then roared: "Victor! Hell's Highway!"

Teacher Victor: "I'm listening."

Liu Shisan found the pen from Xue Ming's body and threw it at the body of Zhu Wu, making a bloody hole.

"Let your soul power go to the bones, right here."

Victor: "All? Four steel maces and the iron knight's staff? All?"

"All." Liushisan continued to push Xueming forward, only an arm's length away from the flesh and blood of Wuwu: "Hit it! Xueming! Don't shout out your soul power, just use your left fist."

Teacher Victor's soul power started to move, and when Mingde's remains pierced into the body of Wuwu, the sudden change occurred at that moment!

A mass of filthy pus and blood erupted from the bull's-eye marked by the pen, and the new granulation in it will hold the [Hell Highway] tightly!

Victor turned pale in shock: "Sixty-three?"

"You are Crazy Butterfly's favorite Redstone man. If you don't use the soul power to connect your bones, you will definitely die." Liusan didn't have time to explain too many details: "Trust me! Trust me! Trust me!"

Mr. Victor has no time to take care of other things, he is trying his best to deal with these thick granulation, they penetrate into the spirit body of [Hell Highway], unfold their barbs, trying to drag this fresh and tender spirit body into the flesh of Wuwu.

"Xue Ming! Give me a punch!" Liu Shisan immediately supported Xue Ming's arm, and blasted a powerful punch at the sturdy thick skin of the 梼杌.

Xue Ming felt that his arm was deeply sunk into the meat ball, and quickly bounced back, with the special effect of [Fragrant Fantasy] soul power, at that moment it seemed that the weeping of Wu Wu had also weakened a lot, so he immediately made up for the second punch .

"Remember this rhythm, one punch is harder than the other, and it must be hit at the same position." Liu Shisan took the short knife in Xue Ming's spirit clothes, "This position happens to be the gap between two insect nests, take your time. "

Immediately afterwards, the Demon King stopped speaking, because the efficiency of conveying instructions with words was too low—perhaps in the previous reincarnation, he had failed many times, and finally decided to do it himself.

He chased away the weak-willed Ouyang Yan, and directly participated in the bone-setting ceremony. He Caizuo and the Iron Knight were completely covered by granulation, and only when the new bone completely wrapped them, Liusan continued to act.

He left Xue Ming's side, and rushed towards Professor Lupine of the School of Magic with a dagger in his hand. His powerful limbs burst out with astonishing energy. Almost instantly—as if he was dancing with the old professor, he smashed the six magic wands Throw it into the body of the 梼杌.

Scattered skeleton parts are a small matter for Zhuwu, but the most important thing is the last two bones.

Wen Bucai waited for a long time, and finally saw Liushisan coming towards him——

——He originally thought that the way the two of them cooperated would be gentler, but the knife that rushed at him wanted his life!

Instinct drove Wen Bucai to raise [Do Evil for the Heavens] to block it, and the combat dagger in Liusan's hand immediately snapped in two, and then he quickly took the shiny golden ruler and brought it to Wuwu's body— —

——When it entered the body of Wuwu, a huge "meat lotus flower" almost exploded on the skin of this strange monster, as if to celebrate the return of the severed limb, the thick blood plasma and neurosarcomeres in an instant Rage up and make trouble, and swallow Liusan and Wen Bucai into her body together!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh: Before Wen Bucai came back to his senses, Hunwei used bullet-like fists to blast the oncoming monster's muscles into finer powder.

Sixty-three was already prepared, [Regret Medicine] hid under Wen Bucai's side armpit, like a patron saint in the shadows, suddenly stepped forward to fight with [Drunk Maniac]. Almost in just a few tenths of a second, he beat Wuwu into obedience, completely sending this bone into its body.

Wen Bucai also wanted to say thank you: "Brother! You are so talented. You."

Sixty-three had slipped away long ago, and had no time to greet Mr. Wen Bucai at all.

He moved extremely fast in the flesh and blood quagmire, quickly leaving two finger-deep and one-foot-long gaps in Wuwu's body with half of the blade, like a manually opened pressure relief valve, in which the blood plasma accumulated by Mrs. Bai's nest It spewed out together with the tissue fluid.

There was more and more dirt on his body, until his face was covered with pink and tender meat paste, and bright red and hot blood seeped into his eyes.

Teacher Victor saw this scene and immediately shouted: "Hey! What do you want to do?"

Liushisan didn't reply, he didn't say any more words.

At this moment, a feeling of extreme cold loneliness surrounded him——

——Just like in the past, [Regret Medicine] brought him not only victory, not only [inevitability], but also everything is self-evident.

Going back to the past, it doesn't make any sense to explain too much with these people, and Xue Ming is the same, he will do many, many things, but say very little.

To clarify with Ouyang Yan why his bones were taken away, the time will be shortened by 16 seconds, and the chain reaction of these 16 seconds will affect the final step of taking the medicine, and the spiritual essence of Ao Run Mingde will be irreversibly affected. damage.

If you want to explain clearly to Wen Bucai why you need to directly use a knife to guide the movement trajectory of Bucai's work, then the time will be reduced by 22 seconds. Do it directly.

It is necessary to explain clearly to Professor Lupine why the six wands were hit on Wuwu's right arm, because Liusan spent more than 300 attempts and finally found the most suitable implantation area for these parts.

It is the same at this moment——

——He didn't want to explain why he had to perform a depressurization operation on the lumbar worm nest of the 梼杌.

Because if you don’t do this, at the moment when the last bone is inserted into the beast’s body, it will release a terrifying spiritual pressure, and like a hedgehog, it will use the powerful regenerative ability provided by Mrs. Bai to swallow everyone into its stomach .

Now Mrs. Bai has lost the supply of liquid flesh and blood, and they have become weak, so they must be taken out of Wuwu's body quickly, otherwise the raw materials of these panacea medicines will die soon during the process of taking medicine.

And the last bone, and everything has become strange——

—what will happen?

Liusan didn't know, this was the first time he had successfully reached this step.

If anything went wrong, he would turn back time and try again.

Judging from past experience, there are thirteen thoracic vertebrae in Wuwu, and the nerve centers at the twelfth to thirteenth sections are the most vulnerable. It should be the safest place to deliver the last bone. Its physical body He will definitely do everything possible to get his limbs back in place, and the flesh and blood of his whole body will undergo drastic changes. The moment the muscles intertwine and the acupoints are displaced, the hypnotic agent left by Xue Ming's [Fragrant Fantasy] will pass through this application. stimuli flow to each of its brain cells.

There was only a sound of "噗嗤——".

Sixty-three sent the original bone in his hand into the expected joint.

Immediately afterwards, the entire body of this hairless worm began to undergo drastic changes!

Mrs. Bai's wormhole sarcoma was moving rapidly in its internal organs, Liusan had awe-inspiring eyes, and firmly grasped Mingde's remains, not wanting it to return to the control of the 梼杌 so easily!

Xue Ming was still like a bell ringer, according to Liu Shisan's instructions, every punch was harder than every punch.

Until the wounds on Wuwu's waist suddenly expanded, as if distorted and deformed in the entanglement and tearing of the internal stress of the muscle, and finally spewed out a huge white lady with a length of more than seventy centimeters. They rolled out and fell on the red mud Swimming in the middle, wanting to return to the body of Zhu Wu.

The 梼杌 evil beast finally stopped crying and let out a heavy breath. The skull followed and fell, crashing down in front of the solid stone platform road, exploding a spray of blood.

When the hundreds of tons of flesh and blood tower collapsed, it almost burst the sarcoma on the body, pieces of Mrs. Bai broke through the fragile skin, and thousands of chrysalis rolled out of the flesh, many people went crazy Butterflies are ready to break out of their cocoons. As soon as they spread their wings, they die immediately when they see the irradiation of ultraviolet headlights.

The terrifying spiritual pressure is slowly dissipating, Xue Ming is still performing the movement of punching like a robot, for fear that the evil beast did not sleep deep enough.

Compared to Wuwu's snoring, the boss's voice is getting louder.

Its body is sleeping, and its spirit is naturally getting better and better.

At the moment when the energy flow radiation from Wuwu's body dissipated, the engineering team and defense personnel stationed outside the station joined forces again to officially start the final process of [Harvest Season] and collect the panacea.

Boss regained his energy, jumped out of Lingweng's arms, ran towards the emergency exit, and then rang the big bell in the middle of the platform. Tell all human beings that it is time to feast on flesh and blood.

Sixty-three couldn't remember what he was going to do——

——The Weta brand was deeply embedded in his skin, half of the knife in his hand fell to the ground suddenly, and his heart became empty.

The flesh and blood of Wuwu was decomposed again and poured into these trains in batches.

The huge crane engineering equipment sent rivets to the alloy steel skin, divided the natural disaster monsters into fifty parts, turned them into ordinary trains, and sent them to various lines of the railway system.

Jiang Xueming fainted from the back and forth punching. He couldn't stand this terrifying spiritual pressure and fell over. taken away by medical staff.

Sixty-three, covered in filth, sat back in the salon next to the terrace, raised his legs and frowned.

Teacher Victor came to his side and looked at the old man with gray beard.

"FE204863, you succeeded."

"Um."

"Why not as you said? Aren't you going to run away?"

"Where should I escape? Victor, where should I escape?"

"You once said that as long as you win, then you will find a way out of the siege at the station."

"Yeah, Mr. Victor." Sixty-three raised his head and stared closely at Victor's green eyes: "Where can I escape? I don't know——When the little guy threw his fist, I was almost fascinated by him, Can't take my eyes off it."

Victor: "Why did you say that?"

Sixty-three: "Just like what he has done, fight back against life, fight back against fate, time and time again, becoming stronger and more powerful."

Victor: "You call me a teacher, am I old acquaintance with you in FE204863?"

Sixty-three: "Can't your [Hell Highway] see my memories? Have you seen these things clearly?"

Victor shook his head: "No, your memory capacity is really too big, too much. It's like a hard disk containing countless junk files. I don't dare to read it a few times. I just scribbled through some big events. This kind of memory that existed thousands of years ago, or even tens of thousands of years ago, I can't explore, once I follow the clues to find it, I'm afraid my brain will stop working immediately and become a brain-dead vegetable."

The same is true for Ms. Duran, she has no way to understand Sixty-Three in depth.

Sixty-three: "I have been your student, more than once. Including Wood Plaque - I was also his student, he knows very well about time travel, I will not miss this opportunity."

Victor took out the panacea, and from the filthy flesh and blood on the terrace, he opened the partition and took out a cup, and poured the white potion.

"It is my honor to be your teacher."

Mr. David handed Liusan a wine glass, hoping that this bottle of medicine would cure Liusan's bruises.

"No, no, no, wait a while." Liushisan didn't refuse, but just brought the wine glass, "Wait a while."

Victor: "Why wait a while?"

Liushisan said: "I want to experience more, to experience Bai Lu's feelings for a while. Is this the case? When Bai Lu was sick, did she feel this way?"

Victor laughed loudly: "Are you also collecting materials?"

Sixty-three immediately said, "My story is finished, Mr. Victor."

At this moment, Victor felt a strong desire to self-destruct from Liushisan.

"Wait, sixty-three, you want to end your own life?"

Sixty-three: "Yes."

Victor: "I can rewrite your memory, transform your personality, and make you start over. I... I don't think life should be"

Sixty-three: "——the journey from hot-blooded to cold-blooded."

After a long time, neither of them spoke.

Until sixty-three's blemishes crawled up the corners of his eyes, his cheeks began to deform. Under the erosion of a huge amount of Vita-branded virus, Victor's body also began to be infected with this deadly chronic disease.

Come to the long-lost Riddler link——

——Sixty-three Maybe even he doesn't know what he's talking about.

It's like the ravings of a seriously ill person.

He just wanted to experience more about his sister's mental state when she was seriously ill.

"Is this true? Is this true, teacher? Am I dreaming? Or am I successful? After success? Where should I go? What mission do I have? Why does BOSS want to build this railway? If After the railway is finished, what is it going to do?"

Victor: "Xue Ming."

Liusan suddenly raised his head, tears began to appear in his eyes, but disappeared in such a short moment. It's like [regret medicine] does not allow him to cry, does not allow him to be weak, the sudden increase of pheromone and nerve activity in the body is suppressed by the regret medicine.

"I really want to go back to the dream, I can't bear this dream, Mr. Victor."

Sixty-three murmured.

"You write books and weave stories for many people. They are immersed in these stories, or directly become the people in the stories. When they leave this story, will they regret it? Will they be sad? Will they be like me? ? To write to you, to threaten you with death, and to act like a shameless child, asking you to continue writing—I was wondering if there was a possibility.”

He raised his glass and drank it down.

"There is a hateful god who is secretly making up my story, and I don't realize it, and I can't fight it at all."

"The story will always end one day, and I think the point is not the end." Teacher Victor said: "I can't give you the answer to the second half of the sentence, but I can give you the answer to the first half—"

"—Bu Meteor once asked me why the BOSS wanted to build the railway."

"It obviously has many, many ways to find its [must pass], why is it building a railway?"

"I think the railway is just a symbol, the carrier of the journey. It is the cheapest and most important industrial blood vessel in human history. From the beginning to the end, the railway is so regular that it is never allowed to derail the train."

"It doesn't matter where the end is. You have missed too many people on the road. FE204863—just like life, it is impossible for a person to be born to go straight to the end of death."

"Even if the BOSS explores all the places in the underground world clearly, there will be no railways to repair."

"Maybe it will find a way to go to the sky and go to a farther place."

"It's a stick that doesn't know anything, a monster that won't give up even if it hits the south wall."

"As for the second half of the sentence—" Mr. Victor thought carefully. "—I can't give you an accurate answer. I think any author has a deep love for his own story, otherwise this story would not have been born."

Sixty-three: "Is that so?"

"That's it." Teacher Victor continued: "If you look at this matter from the author's perspective, if you don't like a certain character, or hate a certain story, it will not be born at all, and it will be annihilated and forgotten in the brain early— ——Different from the views of various religious scriptures, such as [God doesn’t care], I absolutely don’t agree with it. On the contrary, I think that if the world is really [Creationism], then God must have love when creating us meaning, even if only a little bit."

Liushisan didn't speak, but just waited quietly.

"It's very interesting that people construct gods in their own image." Mr. Victor continued, "It's like tracing the origin of genes. Civilization will involuntarily explore where its roots are, and repeatedly pursue the truth of life."

"At least according to my meager knowledge and knowledge - sixty-three."

"The Vita brand is really a very interesting thing."

"It's as much a virus as it is a living thing."

"The evolutionary history of life is inseparable from viruses. It is because of viruses that there is a double-helix DNA that resists viruses—there is sex, there is love, and there are so many life forms."

"Because of the brand of Vita, there will be eggs, nymphs, pupae, cocoons, eclosions and morpho butterflies that are born imitating the brand of Vita."

"I have a strong curiosity about all of this. Like you, I am also thinking about whether there is someone other than the story who is writing my life."

"In the end, I thought, no matter who it is, it must be deeply in love with me."

"Otherwise I wouldn't have such a wonderful life."

Sixty-Three thought about it——

——He finally picked up the half-cut knife. Take a closer look at its broken texture, while cutting the flesh and blood of the wu, it almost reshaped the steel war blade.

Finally dispelling all useless thoughts, Liusan called for the medicine of regret. Its spiritual body is rusty and full of rust, only the keyhole is still showing a little light.

Teacher Victor was deeply surprised by this scene.

Because the shape of this knife is like a key.

Immediately afterwards, Liusan stabbed the blade fiercely into the keyhole——

——Regret medicine The dark spirit body seemed to have seen the rust remover, and it became bright and clean in an instant.

He exhausted all his strength to pull the key given to him by fate. The armor of the steel body split open suddenly, shifting and deforming in an instant, turning into a huge clock dial.

In Victor's surprised eyes, Liushisan just disappeared like this, as if he had never appeared before.

The BOSS felt the strong fluctuation of spiritual energy, and quickly rushed to Victor's knee. After searching for a while, he was finally relieved.

"He ran away?"

Victor: "Yes, he ran away."

The BOSS frowned: "Where did he go? Write me a wanted warrant! If this guy is hiding in my railway system! He's a fucking confidant!"

Victor shook his head, just smiling.

"I don't know where he went, BOSS, maybe he went back to his world, back to his heaven."

"Is this going to make him run away?" The BOSS looked ferocious, feeling very uncomfortable: "What about the ultimate insult?!"

"Go to work, BOSS." Victor looked at the devastated roof of the terrace, patted the little black cat's butt, and drove the BOSS off his knees: "There are still many people waiting for you, you have more important things to do."

In the artificial starry sky of the underground cavity, the moon shines again——

——That was the other eye of Aohen Mingde.

It silently watched every passenger, just like its flesh and blood.

Follow the departing train to every corner of the underground world.

Bring luck to the brave people on the train, and spread the divine power of Hongshan Stone in the flesh and blood.

Until the train stops, the round wheels are like its animal eyes——

—it was there, not moving.

Original [Original Author]: Fox Man [Fox Man]

[Abyss Special Train Abyss Special Train]

[Fragrant Fantasy·Sweet Dreams]

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[To Be Continued To Be Continued]

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