Superman's Journey

Chapter 75 I want to play a game with you
The entrance to the basement is well hidden, but what does that matter.

There is no road in the world, but as long as Lincoln thinks, a road can be pierced anywhere.

The blazing hot sight hit the concrete layer straightly, and the scorching lava fell from a height. This huge movement caught Amanda's attention in an instant.

The monitoring cannot see the ceiling, but it can clearly see Lincoln falling from a height.

Horrified, Amanda subconsciously reached for the pistol on the workbench, but the next moment, a calm voice came from behind: "If I were you, I wouldn't reach for that gun."

when! ?

Frightened in her heart, Amanda's pupils dilated, she held a gun in both hands, turned around and leaned against the workbench, and looked at Lincoln with suspicion in her eyes: "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" Lincoln glanced at the monitoring screen behind her: "Didn't you just see it?"

"Impossible!" Amanda shook her head subconsciously: "That's Area D, it's impossible for someone to come over from such a far away immediately."

"That's right, then you can just pretend that I'm not human." Lincoln smiled slightly, ignoring the black muzzle of the gun in Amanda's hand, and turned to look at the door of the studio.

Through the partition of the transparent plastic sheet, Lincoln could clearly see the jigsaw lying on the hospital bed because of terminal cancer: "I want to play a game with you."

"Dreaming!" Amanda moved her feet, her eyes full of vigilance: "I won't play any games with you!"

Lincoln ignored her, just picked up a timer from the table and said calmly, pacing towards the plastic curtain door: "Amanda, as John's disciple, you were supposed to practice his ideas and pass them on, but As much as you love holding that pistol, you always choose to save the deadliest chance for the chosen one."

"Now, it's your turn to make a choice."

Lincoln placed on the table a timer set for ninety seconds, Amanda's favorite time to set.

"I am the chosen one. Now, I choose to continue aiming the muzzle of the gun representing murderous intent at me, and then pull the trigger, or put down the muzzle to leave room for survival, Amanda, your time is running out .”

Lincoln's flat voice fell, and the next moment, the bright red timer began to count down.

tick-tick-
The crisp sound was as clear and audible as a bell. Watching the countdown countdown, Amanda finally felt the long-lost pressure again.

Even if the heavy pistol was in her hand right now, it still didn't give her the slightest sense of security: "Fuck you!"

Ward.

The abnormal sound in the studio caught the attention of Lynn, the doctor who kept John alive. She hesitated to walk in the direction of the studio, but John's weak voice stopped her: "You need to keep me alive, not Go help Amanda."

"But."

Lynn hesitated, but John's calm gaze greeted him: "You need to remember your duty, doctor."

Inside the studio.

"Fuck you!" Amanda stared at Lincoln closely.

The surveillance images that kept flashing back in her mind and the indifference on Lincoln's face put a lot of pressure on her. She tried to look at John in the ward, but the small piece of plastic partition had already been blocked by Lincoln with his body.

Lincoln glanced at the ever-decreasing countdown, did not speak, but quietly diffused the biological force field, surrounding the pistol in Amanda's hand.

The muzzle, barrel, barrel, more and more parts were covered by the biological field, until finally, only the last area remained.
The ever-decreasing ticking of the timer made her heart beat faster and faster, and finally, she made a choice.

boom!
The index finger pulled the trigger, the hammer fired the primer, and the flame of the bullet exploded in the narrow barrel, but it was not released from the correct position the next moment.

The suppression of the biological force field greatly increased the damage of the gunpowder explosion. Under Amanda's horrified eyes, the gun body was torn apart from the rear.

The pressure of the flame explosion gushed out from the crack, hitting her face straight.

The scorching temperature and the impact of heavy punches made Amanda almost faint. Her palms and face were torn into wounds, and the blood overflowed unstoppably.

With a look of horror on her face, Amanda looked up and found that Lincoln had leisurely stopped the countdown of the timer: "It's a pity, Amanda. The game is over!"

click-click-
It was like the sound of a broken mirror, which was illusory at first, and then became more and more solid.

Wiping away the blood in front of her eyes, Amanda looked in horror at the broken world in front of her.

Cracks formed by pieces of shattered lenses appeared in the air, and the originally vivid world seemed to be cut off in her eyes.

Subconsciously, she rushed towards Lincoln, but the sudden impact made her stop.

Vigorously slapping the invisible barrier made up of cracks in the lens, Amanda's eyes were full of horror: "What is this? What is this?!"

"This is your punishment, Amanda." Lincoln looked at her calmly, his face was calm and calm, and his voice was extremely ethereal.

"You failed the test, and it is impossible for you to let go of your killing intent. Therefore, you need to bear the price of bloodthirsty alone in this space, until you walk on those people who were maliciously killed by you in the name of the test." path of."

"No, you can't do this!" Amanda was terrified, and she slapped the barrier that separated the mirrored space from the real space more and more frantically: "You are not qualified to do this!"

Lincoln didn't say anything, just turned and left: "Repent alone, Amanda."

In this world without mages, the barrier between the mirror image space and the real space is so great that it makes people desperate.

wow-

Reaching out to push aside the plastic roller blind, Lincoln walked into the ward under Lynn's vigilant and suspicious eyes.

He first glanced at Lynn who was standing in the corner at a loss, and then he looked at John who was lying on the hospital bed and basically lost his ability to move: "Hello, John Kramer."

John looked at Lincoln with difficulty, and his eyes were calm when he was dying: "You killed Amanda."

"She killed herself. Her test failed." Lincoln looked at John calmly, reached out and took out a tape recorder from John's hand hidden under the bed sheet: "Your perfect plan is no longer needed." gone."

"Now, I want to play a game with you."

"Maybe my current state is not suitable for playing a game with you." John lowered his eyes and said, "I'm going to die."

"Yes, that's why I want to play a game with you." Lincoln smiled. He reached out and took a bottle of normal saline from the side, and then dropped a few drops of the blue liquid into it.

While Lynn hesitated to speak, Lincoln pierced the needle into John's body, and delivered the saline diluted with the improved serum into him: "John, now, our game begins."

(End of this chapter)