Ultimate God Of Death

Feeling a little humiliated, Ye Feng stubbornly wanted to explore in front of Dick. Dick simply knew that it was a very troublesome thing for him to let Ye Feng fall into a dying state at this time, so he stopped Ye Feng junxu and explored in front of him. Indeed, Ye Feng can use his almost immortal body to explore the trap, but if he really loses his arms and legs, the recovery process still remembers the pain, so he will go down the slope.

Face is important, but sometimes waiting is more important. Walking along the corridor on the 23rd floor, Ye Feng gradually found that something was wrong. Even the huge corridor on the first floor of the headquarters building between Europe and Pakistan will not be so long. They have walked for five minutes. It is reasonable to say that they should have walked through this corridor all the time.

But there is no difference in the scene in front of us. This deep corridor seems to never end. Ye Feng restrained his voice and asked Dick, "Dick, what's going on? Why is this corridor so long?"

"Maybe someone tampered with this corridor. It's much longer than it actually looks. Someone may have modified the space of this corridor."

"Modify the space in the corridor. Can you speak human words?"

"In short, it is to expand the space here several times to facilitate them to do things."

"Is this possible?"

"Of course, it's possible. For example, it can be completed by reducing the number of people entering this corridor by a fraction."

"You mean we're shrunk?"

"It's possible. This corridor is covered with an energy position that can reduce the number of creatures entering it several times. At least from the current situation, I can infer so."

"You mean there's something incredible hidden in the 23rd floor underground?"

"Sure, otherwise why did we come here?"

"I don't want to come here. I'm scared to death."

"I'm afraid too, but nothing can kill me. And I believe there's nothing here that can kill you."

"I don't believe you do."

"What do you believe?"

"I believe what you believe will not be like what you believe."

"Damn it, maple boy, are we talking about tongue twisters?"

"Hurry up and let's get out of here. Otherwise, you can play alone. Open a space-time door and let me go home. I'll cheer you on in my heart. What do you say?"

"I'm sorry, I can't open the space-time door until I remove the defense field of this floor."

"What? You said you couldn't open the door? You're kidding, Dick."

"Of course not. Give me some time. Of course I can open it, but I don't want to waste my time. I want to have fun with the murderer behind all this. You know, I don't want to waste my time for your safety."

"I've really had enough, Dick. You mean there's an asshole as dangerous as you on this floor."

"It's much worse than me. If it were me, we couldn't even get in and would be trapped to death."

"An asshole much worse than you is also a very asshole."

Dick complained, "can you shut your mouth? Ye Feng. Just follow me. I didn't let you play the role of wisdom. I just let you play the role of an idiot, a trash can, an object of random ridicule and a fool. Understand? Don't try to use your little wisdom to solve problems. It's my responsibility, not yours."

Ye Feng looked at Dick's spoon in the back of his head and wanted to hit it directly, but he knew that if he did so, he might suffer in the back of his head, so he resisted his impulse, followed Dick silently and walked to the deep part of the corridor that seemed never to end.

Fortunately, the corridor is much longer and the number of traps has not increased accordingly. Although he came across such messy traps as fire, force field and hail, Dick easily solved them. If ye Feng could shut his mouth, all this would be relaxed, but every time he ran into a trap, he would always use screaming to express his fear.

"Sometimes I really doubt that you may be the reincarnation of a groundhog." Dick glared at Ye Feng. "Otherwise, why would you call it that? You idiot."

"I'm just venting the normal emotions that human beings should have. Unlike you, you're an asshole out of the human category, an ultimate old asshole."

"One day you will be like me, maple boy. You are now a less ultimate little bastard, but one day you will become the ultimate old bastard in your mouth. I know we are the same kind of people, so boy, now you can spend your safe vacation. One day you will be alone like me and deal with this cold world."

"Because of your existence, I will never follow in your footsteps. You old bastard, thank you. I will never be such a person."

"Every child is naive to think that he will not become a hated adult in his imagination, but it has been proved that few people can do this. Those lucky people are not because they are smart or work hard, but because they are lucky, and bastards like you have never had anything to do with luck!"

When he finally finished the seemingly endless corridor, Ye Feng wanted to cry loudly. The journey was too long, too hard, too hard. He didn't know how many traps and crises he had encountered. Although each time did not cause any substantive harm to them, he was frightened from time to time, After all, it's not a pleasant experience.

Dick didn't have any feelings. He looked at the door in front of him with a trace of doubt in his eyes. Ye Feng restrained his idea of asking questions. He knows very well that when Dick is thinking, don't disturb him at last, otherwise, he will put the responsibility for the problems he can't think on you, as if it was because your stupidity infected his brain. In a word, Ye Feng has heard similar words countless times, so he doesn't want to repeat it.

So he quietly occupied less than a quarter of an hour in the corridor. Dick finally acted. He reached out and touched the handle of the front door. Nothing seemed to have changed. Dick just put his hand on the door handle, paused and took it away.

"Something's wrong," he whispered.

Ye Feng finally couldn't help but stop talking. He asked aloud, "what's the matter? Dick, what's wrong?"

"Everything, this corridor, this door, everything is wrong."

"What's wrong? I don't see anything wrong. Everything looks wrong except them."

"This is the key to the problem. Why are these things wrong? It can be said that I have a very familiar feeling about these things. Although there is no memory related to the first floor in my memory, there is no doubt that these things make me feel inexplicably familiar. This sense of familiarity increases every minute. I absolutely don't admit that I am wrong. These things come from myself My pen. "

"You mean you made all these traps yourself?"

"That's right."

"Impossible." Ye Feng measured Dick Like a monster. "I remember you said you never forget everything."

"Of course, because my brain works better than yours and most creatures."

"You say you don't have a memory of all this in your memory. Did you make it out of unconsciousness? Or did you get drunk once and forget everything after you made such a damn corridor?"

"It's impossible. This kind of thing can't happen. I said I remember everything, including when I'm drunk, because my brain is different from yours. In a word, this corridor must have something to do with me, but I don't have any memory of it."

"Are you really not the dick of this world? You came to this world from another world. After killing the dick of this world, you will occupy the magpie nest, occupy the world and become the dick of this world."

"You're an idiot to listen to yourself," Dick said, "But you guessed right. Yes, I came from other comment worlds, and I did kill dick in this world, but I must remind you that I read dick in that world. All memories in Dick's memory do not appear in any picture related to this corridor, or memory exists."

"Then why does this corridor exist?"

"You ask me, who do I ask?" Dick said without shame. "I just said that I feel very familiar with these technologies. This should be the technology I master. There can't be other people on earth who can't catch up with their farts, so it's very wrong."

"Well, our question is back to the origin. Why does this damn place make you feel wrong. Can't you push this damn door open?"

Ye Feng reached out to push the door in front of him. Fortunately, Dick stopped him in time. Otherwise, he would pay a heavy price for it.

"Don't move, you madman. I just touched this door just now. My arm has completely lost its function and is recovering now. Don't do anything for me."

"You mean this door can't be touched?" Ye Feng took back his arm and looked carefully at the door. He stepped back for several steps.

"Yes, I can't touch it. Whoever touches it will die. Damn it. I didn't expect that I would be hurt by my own technology without what I developed. This may be the first time."

"In my opinion, this is the nth time that you have been hurt for your behavior."

"You don't speak. No one treats you as a mute. Shut up."

"In that case, you shouldn't have let me come in the first place. Why did you pull me into your indifferent adventure?"

"Maple boy, please pay attention to your tone. I'm here because you can stand it. If you don't have anything to do with this damn Europa sword, do you think I'll come here?"

"I've said that I don't want to have anything to do with those Europa sword people. I just want to have a little day. You broke into this thing like an idiot, and you have to say what must be solved. Please remember what you said, Dick, it's not me that pulled you into the vortex, but you dragged me and didn't let me leave this damn vortex 。”

"That's enough. I have nothing to say to an idiot like you."

"Like you and I have something to say!"