Chapter 501

Everyone will look in the mirror more or less in his life. Even without a mirror, he will see his appearance from the surface of reflectors or water sources. Someone once imagined that the other side of the reflection may be another dimension of the world. It's just that the world is completely opposite to reality. If this assumption holds, can it be understood that the two-dimensional world is synchronous, including all factors and processes such as time and events.

In this process of synchronization, when the same role of the two worlds is in front of a certain medium, we can see the self of the other world. That medium can be a mirror, or anything that can be used for reflection.

I have heard of this theory, but I am not interested in studying it. There are enough cruel worlds full of chaos. Zero has no spare imagination to guess what another completely opposite dimensional world looks like. Or the same corpses are everywhere, or peace and tranquility, who knows?

But now he can be sure that he is not standing in front of any mirror. The man standing on the other side of the alley, who looks the same as himself and even has almost the same breath, is real. He is neither a reflection nor a projection of the will that takes him directly as a reference image, like agradis.

Everything is true.

This is a living person, and zero is like a person on both sides of a mirror. From hair color, hair style and even facial features to body ability, the similarity between the two is accurate to a millimetre. But it is not completely different. At least the man's right eye only emits a golden flame from time to time, not the whole eye is golden pupil color. As for other subtle differences, the person may have to be dissected to detect them.

But in any case, there is no doubt that this person who is almost consistent with himself has similar strength and ability. Then it can be explained that the shooting before breaking out of the hotel was like a tacit performance.

"What are you as like as two peas"?

He even suspected that the other party was also one of the super life clones of that year, but the data had made it very clear in the leukocyte base. Only zero of all clones survived. Unless the data is wrong, there will be no other zero in the world.

And although the man in front of him was very similar to his breath, he didn't give zero a feeling of super life. He is more like an imitator, like another person wearing a biological coat called "zero". It's just that zero doesn't like there's another self in the world. At the same time, he also hates being imitated.

Hearing zero asking this question, the magician said in a zero voice, "obviously, I am you. Or, I will be you."

"Be me?" zero smiled. "Unless I die, it's impossible."

"Yes, that's why. So I came, after tonight. A man named zero will disappear from the planet, and I will live instead of you. Everything about you, including genetic information, wealth and women, will be received by me." Bain laughed as if zero had been lying in a pool of blood, and the fruits of victory were readily available.

Zero shook his head and said, "if you are not crazy, you have too much imagination. Or both, but no matter which one. The only thing you can be sure of is that you will die. Do you know why?"

"I don't know or want to know, because I don't want to hear a dead man's nonsense!" bane looked at the clown on the eaves. "Do it, Jenny!"

With a laugh, Jenny bounced her hands, and four axes were thrown at zero. Two of them whirled and split to zero's head and chest, while the other two fell back a little and fell behind zero, blocking his leg. The clown moved and Ben was not idle. The magician laughed wildly, and the two guns raised and charged at zero.

A sneer came from the corner of the snack. He fired two guns and detonated two one handed axes that split at his head and chest. Instead of retreating, he went straight into bane's barrage.

Bane's pupils narrowed and he couldn't understand zero, which was almost suicidal.

The metal storm set off by the bullet hit zero hard. Zero only kept his head, face and chest with his hands, while bullets patronized other places. However, if you slow down the flow of time a thousand times, you will see that the body surface under the zero tactical suit fluctuates slightly. The independent genome of Naga was secretly activated, and the body surface under the tactical clothing immediately generated fine scale tissue. When the bullet hits the body, the scales of zero's whole body vibrate slightly, and the scales engage and release at a very high frequency, so as to remove most of the kinetic energy of the bullet and even let them slide away on the body surface.

So in Bain's eyes, zero is like an invulnerable human monster, which instantly shortens the distance between the two in the face of the bullet rain. Bain finally couldn't help screaming. He suddenly found that although he had become zero, even his genes were nearly 60% similar. But he was never zero and couldn't understand the idea of zero.

When you can't see an opponent clearly, the battle will become extremely dangerous. Just as at this moment, zero pairs of guns rushed through the barrage were raised, and a pair of automatic pistols spit out a hot metal jet to fiercely fight back at bane. Facing the oncoming line of fire, bane neither had the courage to face the barrage, nor the corresponding defense means. All he can do is roll away from his original position and let the metal fall on the ground or the wall of the building, not on himself.

Zero doesn't stop, passes by, and has left the alley in the twinkling of an eye. At this time, the clown's two hand axes, which sealed the zero way back, fell to the ground and exploded. It can be seen how fast everything happened. So fast that both parties can only act instinctively, but can't think and judge calmly.

Bane's face faded, and he trembled with anger. I thought I could take him down calmly if I blocked zero in the alley. I didn't expect to see death like home on zero play, but break through. The magician was so angry that he stamped his feet and said, "chase, I'll tear this damn bastard to pieces!"

Just as zero sum and two capable people started, Stanley had come to the exit of the city. In front of him is the ruins of the old era parking lot. From a distance, across the mountains, you can see the sky red by fire outside the tunnel, the dense gunfire from the tunnel, and occasionally a few explosions. Su and Feng had stepped into the tunnel before him, but Starley stopped here.

Danger is approaching.

Starry could feel that some kind of hidden crisis came quietly. It has no obvious signal, like a corner reef occasionally exposed in tide. If you don't observe carefully, it's easy to miss the past.

On the surface, the crude Stanley seems to be insulated from care. But anyone with the ability to step into a high-level field is definitely not a careless fool. If so, it is either a miracle to live to the present, or meet an opponent worthy of a war from the end. For starry, neither.

Although he is not meticulous, he also has enough keen insight into the battlefield. Besides, although the amplitude of the ground is small and the frequency is not high, it is difficult for Stanley to deliberately ignore the past unless he is drunk.

Starry lay on the ground with his ears to the ground. This is the oldest method of listening to sound, but it is still feasible even now. Especially in the use of high-level talents like starry, they can even hear all sounds within nearly 100 kilometers.

There was a noise in his ears, including the sound of guns, the sound of water flowing on the ground, and even insects and ants crawling. Don't try to hide it from Stanley's ears. It's just that Stanley needs to classify and eliminate these sounds, and finally only the sound enough to cause the ground to vibrate. It was the sound of mud and gravel flowing, the dull friction sound produced by the collision of stones and gravels, and the feeling of shaking the ground.

The earthquake was felt from small to large. Finally, starry was swayed left and right by the shaking ground. Starry's face changed slightly, and the source was under him! He immediately bounced up from the ground with his toes connected. The whole person swept away towards the rear as if gliding in the air. He retreated to the edge of the parking lot before Stanley stopped. Then he saw a huge crack in the ground in the middle of the parking lot. The car wreckage or other things lying casually in the parking lot fell into the crack, and then a huge scorpion claw poked out of the crack and pointed to the sky.

One ice scale scorpion after another climbed out of the ground. These cave creatures were good at drilling. Before attacking the tunnel, giant scorpions made a circuitous passage from both sides of the mountain and attacked from the middle of the tunnel. Other scorpions drilled a channel directly from the ground to connect to the market. At the moment, scorpions attacked on a large scale. These guys who just woke up from hibernation were very hungry, but bursts of biological smell came from the direction of the city. For ice scale scorpions, the market is undoubtedly a huge cake, so as soon as they came out of the ground, they planed six feet and swept away from the parking lot to the market like waves of gray waves.

Compared with the three meter long ice scale scorpion, starry's stature is almost negligible. Especially in the flood of nearly 200 giant scorpions, starry can't even call it a reef. Most scorpions ignore the existence of starry. Only a few giant scorpions rush directly towards starry, and the eyes wrapped in thick armor reflect starry's figure.

For these giant scorpions, Stanley is not even as good as a small point before dinner. But no matter how small the mosquito is, it is also meat. For the hungry giant scorpion, he doesn't mind eating Stanley before entering the market. Even in scorpion's cognition, human beings are not very delicious food. On the contrary, those higher lives that have evolved wisdom but not outstanding power are more suitable for scorpions.

The scorpion tide is rolling, and starry is not great enough to intercept the scorpion tide alone for the lives of different races in the market. But when several giant scorpions open their teeth and claws and rush towards themselves with clear goals, he will not be foolish enough to stand and wait to die. Even if he was too lazy to do it, when he saw a giant scorpion raising its claws first and a hammer falling from his head, starry knew how to avoid sideways.

The scorpion immediately took an empty shot, and the Giant Claw smashed the ground in vain. The dynamic vision of ice scale scorpions is not outstanding. It is lucky that their eyes, which have lived in underground caves for many years, have not degenerated. But it was a joke to capture starry's movements only by his poor vision, so the giant scorpion didn't notice it until starry squatted on his scorpion's back.

When the tail stab was raised high and about to stab down, Stanley slapped the scorpion on the back. A palm that is so simple that it can't be compounded, but it suddenly sends out eight levels of power. Like being suddenly hit by a ten ton Boulder, the scorpion's armor broke, and the muscles in its shell turned into a mass of batter. The whole giant Scorpion was cut off by starry's palm. The towering tail stab was stabbed down, so it fell powerlessly to the side.

As if he had done something insignificant, starry stood up as if nothing had happened. But his body was soon submerged by the shadow of another scorpion. Stanley had no choice but to shake his head and had to continue his work of removing pests.

The arrival of the ice scale scorpion completely bid farewell to the tranquility of mobistone market. For most aliens, the giant scorpion with huge body, outstanding power and rough skin and meat is a terrible killer. Even if these alien races evolve wisdom and successfully squeeze into the ranks of higher life, it does not mean that their strength and ability are equally outstanding. Just like ordinary people can't help but lions and tigers, most aliens have only the chance to escape when they encounter fierce mutant animals.

Of course, they have another choice, that is to become a big meal for scorpions.

The aliens naturally do not want to be a big meal for scorpions, so when the ice scale scorpions invade on a large scale, they all scream and run out of their homes. But they are fast, and ice scale scorpions are not slow. As soon as some aliens ran out of the house, they nailed the scorpion's tail stab to cool their hearts, then rolled it up and threw it into their big mouth to chew it into meat mud. In terms of eating, I have to say that Scorpions have a wide range of recipes. From insect like life to undefined aliens, as long as they are caught by scorpions, they will be sent to their mouths. In this regard, ice scale scorpions are fair and picky without racial differences.

The arrival of the scorpion tide has made mobistone more chaotic. At this time, the disadvantages of no management and even the lack of self defense forces are exposed. Not all aliens in the market are weak, but aliens who have the ability to resist scorpions almost fight on their own, basically unable to form an effective defense line.

But scorpions are different. They encounter "food" that dares to provoke them. Ice scale scorpions rush into mass action. If they are not particularly powerful aliens, they can't Parry as long as four or five scorpions attack together, while more than ten are basically torn into pieces by scorpions and sent into their mouths to become nutrition.

Under such circumstances, the Greensen hotel is like a reef in the angry sea. The scorpion tide rolled by, but under the command of adimili and Baltimore, supplemented by Leah's mental scan. Combining the strength of the fishman swordsman and the long-range support soldiers, it formed a rare defense line in the market and successfully resisted the wave attack of the ice scale scorpion.

Seeing more and more bodies of scorpions near the green Sen Hotel, many foreigners who knew the opportunity ran in the direction of the hotel to seek shelter. Even those foreigners with good skills subconsciously approached the direction of the hotel. In this way, however, the green forest hotel has attracted more attention from the scorpions.