A mob of clones

Chapter 297 Is there something wrong with sit-ups?

"That's pretty much what happened..."

Thinking about everything he saw inside the door, the healing Wu He stretched out his hand to condense one picture after another in front of himself, and said:

"The situation behind it is indeed very different from what I guessed."

"When I was in high school in Xinhu City, I already had a lot of power in my hands."

"During that time, he met Fu Sheng again, but at that time Fu Sheng had already obtained the black box that only associates with the most unfortunate people in the world, and walked out of the mental hospital."

“And that’s when our cooperation started.”

"With his help, I got more opportunities to come into contact with ghosts and monsters, and with my help, he continued to advance the map of the deep world and see the world clearly step by step."

"After I graduate from high school, my red-clothed ghosts, hatred, and all kinds of ghosts of the same level can all make up the Hundred Ghost Night Parade."

"Then when I was alive, I felt like I was okay again."

"Does this sound like something we can say to you?"

Spirit Cage Wu He's doubts are not unreasonable.

"I have no choice..."

"Do you still remember what I said before? When I was alive, I was the second person in the 83rd batch. Before graduating from high school, I entered the mist space five times in total. Two of them were to attend the funerals of newcomers?"

"Although I admit that you did a good job as a backup during your lifetime, I don't know what method you used to arrange yourself to the animal alley, and then met Xu Qin, and began to recover your original power step by step, and the final memory became more It is directly guarded by Chen Ge, the ruler of the deep world in an area."

"Alas, alas, alas~ Just wait a moment."

“There’s a problem, and it’s a big problem.”

"So I went to Jiujiang Medical University to apply for ophthalmology major."

Looking at the spirit cage Wu He in front of him, the healing Wu He shook his head slightly. He naturally knew that the other party's doubts were very correct. If he just told him a story without describing the reasons in detail, he would probably have similar feelings. doubts.

But just when he said this...

"Listening to what you just said, I felt that the power under my hands was enough, and then I decided to retaliate to avoid future troubles."

"And start the layout there, and prepare to kill that bitch Dean."

"I haven't entered the foggy space again in ten years. Such a change directly scared me back then."

In the supernatural trilogy of I Love to Fix Air Conditioners, basically none of the large-scale villains are simple.

"There is no one with skills like 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 or 7. Facing a guy whose brains and strength are comparable to the high-IQ criminals in DC next door, how dare you fight him casually..."

There is more than just Jiujiang and Xinhu in this world. The border is so big, where can’t we go? It's okay to go abroad if you really can't. The group of supernatural beings won't chase you abroad.

"I don't even have a fierce god or indescribable under my command, so I have to fight the final boss of the first part. Three fierce gods and a large number of special red clothes teamed up to barely defeat the pervert."

unless……

"At the same time, I also thought about my own death in other worlds, and my current abilities might be reduced."

"Unless someone else who knows the plot or can predict the future blocks your recovery, it's basically unlikely that anything big will happen."

"Under the anxiety during the period, I also started to think, 'Is it because of the continuous deaths of new people that the 83rd batch was passed, and there will be no new people in the future?'"

"Then the 'horror house transformation' of Taoism and spell power began."

Although Wu He, the spirit cage, does not think that his brain is very bad, but in terms of strategy and calculation, he feels that he is still far behind when compared with the big bosses behind the scenes who have cultivated one super-intelligent criminal after another.

"Although the spell power from the spell return battle is somewhat useful, in the initial stage of practice, the effect on ordinary ghosts is far greater than that on living people."

Looking at Wu He who stretched out his hand in front of him to stop him from continuing to speak to the spirit cage, Wu He of the healing department tilted his head and said in confusion:

"The newcomers are not lucky. The threats they encounter are not ghosts like Taoist Wu He and I faced."

"This kind of thing doesn't look like it was written by Wu He..."

"The successive deaths of two newcomers made this completely unsystematic batch almost completely labeled as dead."

"Don't I know that with the knowledge I have accumulated, as long as I don't touch these big bosses, I can't go anywhere in the world?"

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with what I said?"

"So even though Chen Ge and I are the same age, it wasn't many years before the plot started."

"But before that, I came to Jiujiang City directly after graduating from high school. I only had some red clothes and hatred in my hands. This kind of high-level people can be killed by just one look in front of the top fierce gods and unspeakable bosses. cannon fodder."

"Medical students have a five-year college system, followed by three years of postgraduate studies, one year as a sophomore in high school, and one as a senior in high school, for a total of ten years."

In response, the spirit cage Wu He nodded vigorously and said:

"Because the time I went to school after escaping from the hospital was different from the time normal children go to school."

"The last time I entered the foggy space was in my freshman year of high school before my college entrance examination, and the next time I entered it was directly after I graduated from graduate school, and the plot was almost about to officially begin."

"But the problem is that it doesn't work..."

"Fortunately, during that time, I had the help of Fu Sheng, Ghost Manager and a series of guardians of the deep world. Although this procedure was a bit difficult, it also allowed me to successfully complete the localization..."

"And my resurrected soul will be cared for by Fu Sheng, another candidate for the master of the deep world."

But the real reason is that Wu He, a healer, had no choice in his previous life...

Unless his character has been distorted, or negative emotions such as anger and murderous intent have been amplified due to other things, Spirit Cage Wu He really doesn't think that Wu He would be so reckless and involved in the situation.

"However, after localization, there is still one shortcoming of these powers that cannot be avoided. That is the erosion of people by the power of ghosts."

"In the deep world here in Xinhu, there are also beings with human bodies carrying the power of ghosts and gods. They are called human managers."

"There is only one person in each generation, and the average life span of each person is only around thirty years old."

"After all, there is no such convenient power as magic power here that can allow people to resist and control the power of ghosts."

"If you do a little calculation, the plot in the original House of Horror book ended at about the same time I was in my mid-twenties."

"You can still survive if you try hard, but if you don't try, you'll only end up in an easy way."

"What can I do? I can't do anything. I have no choice..."

Looking at the healing Wu He with a mournful face in front of him, the spirit cage Wu He couldn't help but feel a little dumb. It was true that he was out of touch with reality.

However, the healing Wu He also reminded him of the hard work he had done in the beginning. When there were only him, Yongsheng Wu He, and Kuiba Wuhe, they had no choice just like the healing Wu He...

Of course, these are just things in the past. Although the healing Wu He was helpless, he would not be too entangled in such matters. Then he continued:

"I actually didn't think too much about it at the beginning. After all, living for one or two more years didn't seem to mean much to me."

"Whether I should hide in Tibet and live until I'm thirty or I should bite off a piece of flesh from my enemy and die at the age of twenty-eight, I chose the latter."

"At the time, I was probably infected by the negative emotions of ghosts and ghosts, and I was a little bewildered."

"During that period, for some reason, I opened a door, walked into the bloody city, and met the most kind and kind Chen Ge. It was at that time that the foundation of our cooperation was established."

"The person who opens the door will become a red ghost after death because of the despair in his heart. My situation is a bit special, so it's hard for me to say whether I can succeed."

"So I made a lot of plans, and then I built the world inside the door by referring to healing games, but this level of construction was not completely successful..."

"For a construction of this level, whether it is Dr. Gao, the painter, or the dean, they have almost spent decades building their own bloody world. Starting from this time, it is obvious that my time is not enough. of."

"I didn't have enough strength, so I had to use tricks. So I completely gave up the idea of ​​having a decisive battle with the dean by myself, which I had no hope of doing, and started making arrangements for the dean."

"I actually spent several years designing a big plan that spanned several years, with Jiujiang City as the core, and the 'Paradise' Xinhai Central Hospital controlled by the director was firmly connected."

"Continue to clean up the incomplete descendants created by the dean, Buxiao."

"And every time I catch them, the purpose is not to kill these guys, but to put string after string of backhands in their bodies, just waiting for the dean to be cornered and use these guys as fuel to burn himself."

"At the same time, I also took the opportunity of returning to school to contact Dr. Gao through Gao Ruxue, who is also obsessed with resurrecting his wife..."

"With intensive arrangements, the plot of the original adventure house has almost begun. At this time, I entered the foggy space again."

"I was very happy when I first entered the foggy space, but when I saw the specific situation clearly, my heart suddenly felt cold."

"Guess why?"

Hearing this, Xingyouji Wuhe pinched his chin, and Ye Mao immediately thought of the possibility, but when he thought that it was also him, he couldn't help but feel a slight tremor in his heart, and said:

"You said before, the last one to die was the Taoist priest. If you were a new member, you wouldn't ask. Then there is no doubt that the guy from the magic return battle died?"

In response, Wu He, a healer, nodded directly and confirmed his answer.

"Yes, that guy is gone. Due to some accident, he lost his ability and will to act and turned into an eyeball."

"This may be a new ability that guy has learned in the past few years, but I can't understand it anyway."

"But my instinct tells me that the guy is not dead. He is preparing to do sit-ups just like me now. Maybe he has reappeared in a certain batch and died again."

"But at least he wasn't dead at the time..."

Regarding the categorical tone of the healing Wu He, the Wu He people around him looked at me and I saw that you didn’t choose to refute after looking at each other for a while.

After all, this isn't the first time in their batch that they've done this.

They would also be very happy if Wu He, the man who returns to the world with the spell, could fake corpses in their batch.

After all, although the destructive power of spells is no longer in their eyes, powers such as barriers, fields, and reversal spells that can be learned without any other special conditions as long as there is spell power can be combined with the power of other worlds. , presumably the power will not be limited to blowing up the streets...

……

Having said that, the story told by the healing Wu He has almost come to an end.

"That's pretty much the important part of the memories from my lifetime."

"After that, the Taoist priest and I also understood that there was no other hope for this batch. After the final exchange of methods, Huihui made an appointment to arrange a backup team to go to the next batch."

"After this, I abandoned all distracting thoughts and fought to the death with that old guy, the director of Xinhai Central Hospital."

Having said this, the healing Wu He could not help but take a deep breath and said:
"That battle was very difficult. The big boss next door decades later, Meng, used his memory in my mind to deal a vicious blow to me when the decisive battle was about to be won."

"This bitch noticed me very early and used butterflies to leave a heavy impression on my heart, just so that at the end there would be a snipe-clam fight and the fisherman would benefit."

"After all, as the big boss next door, what he wants is to become the master of a deep world and turn the corresponding reality of that area into a ghostland."

"Such a goal does not necessarily have to be achieved in Xinhu, it is the same in Jiujiang."

"But fortunately, with my early arrangements, compared to the tragic ending in the original work where almost everyone was on the verge of sacrifice, all the power of Buxiao was taken away. Instead of rekindling the fire of power, it actually blew itself up. In the long run, there is no way to fight in the original work.”

"This gives Zhang Ya, Doctor Gao, Chen Ge and others time to react to the changes on my side."

"The final result is that the clone of the dream is killed by everyone's concentrated efforts. However, due to different regions, the ghosts' specificities are also different."

"Although the Unspeakable and the Fierce God belong to the same level, they are different after all. The remnant left in my consciousness is something that no one can play without killing me, the remaining candle in the wind."

"And I also lost the power of the spell and the possibility of destroying the fragments of the dream by my own strength."

"I have no choice but to turn to Fu Sheng for help."

"And that guy is worthy of being a candidate for the domination of the deep world. During this period, he has reached the same level as Meng. With similar properties, he quickly found a way to cure me."

"That is to erase my memory first, block out the interference of dreams, and let me cultivate quietly."

"But the prerequisite is that I must return to Xinhu, because only Fu Sheng, who has obtained the black box authority there, is truly confident that he can perfectly solve Meng's backhand."

"I have already prepared for sit-ups, so I naturally have no reason to disagree."

"So I gave a portion of the unfinished three-layer heaven and my memories to Chen Ge for safekeeping. As the ruler of this area of ​​Jiujiang, Chen Ge, unless he wants to try the bloody city and the first generation of ghosts, Which one is more powerful, otherwise there is obviously no way to go to Xinhu with me."

"So I can only ask Zhang Ya to help escort me to Xinhu."

"Considering that I may have to sleep in Xinhu for decades, and the ghosts who follow me are likely to be purged by dreams if they are placed in the deep world like this."

"Zhang Ya is Chen Ge's wife, not my wife, and she certainly won't be able to wait for me in Xinhu for decades. Fu Sheng is a stubborn guy, and I'm afraid he will be plotted and quartered in a few years, so he won't be able to take care of me. "

"There is a high probability that I will have to rely on myself to retrieve my memory in the future, so I placed shrines one after another along the way, and placed the ghosts and monsters who followed me in them."

"And I only have the one thing I conquered in the first place, which is the hatred of the ophthalmologist who was killed by the butterfly."

"Then my memory was erased until I came to the foggy space..."

"How do I put it? The end of one story symbolizes the beginning of another story."

"On this journey, I got my friends back, my paradise back, and my memories back."

"At the same time, it also bloomed my spiritual world..."

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(End of this chapter)