Chapter 165： survivor

Like a dumpling...

Countless Moyous poured into this mind space like this.

This kind of bizarre phenomenon shocked Diev directly.

As the party with the best location, Diev didn't know what happened for a while.

Even if he had learned some of the information from his companions before.

But the scene in front of him now is too exaggerated and outrageous, it just subverts his cognition.

Pyorn was also speechless in shock.

She silently looked at Moyou who was beside her, and interrupted Moyue's explanation of trying to distance herself with a hehe.

"If I die here unfortunately, before I die, I think you will be in my heart and eyes."

Seeing that countless Moyu poured into this mind space, the excitement that Pyorn had previously generated due to the arrival of President Nitro was gone.

She felt—

Before President Nitro solves the source, she will be drowned by Moyu's army first.

"Pyeon, where did you learn the 'earth love story'?"

Moyou joked casually, and then looked thoughtfully at the shadow clone that was still emerging.

is too outrageous, too exaggerated.

This phenomenon is really incompatible.

Even the ability of things left behind after death is impossible to achieve this level, right?

Moyu noticed some clues from it.

Pyeon drooped his eyelids and said decadently, "Let's talk about love, anyway, I can already imagine what will happen next, so I'm not reconciled!

”

“…”

Moyo glanced at the increasingly pessimistic Pyeon, not knowing what to say.

The tens of thousands of avatars poured into their brains have indeed made their situation extremely dangerous.

What can be expected is—

There is a high probability that the two of them will be beaten to death by these clones that suddenly appeared.

Pyorn had anticipated this, which is why he was so decadent.

"It is human nature to resist death."

Moyu thought to himself.

For Pjorn's emotional changes, he said he could understand.

Even if his current "xinxing" has been subtly strengthened by the "mind system", he cannot guarantee that he will be at ease in the face of death.

"Let's comfort her first, or just tell her the 'possibilities' you just noticed..."

Moyu lowered his eyes, thinking in his heart how to appease Pyeon.

"The more you think about it, the more unwilling you are!"

At this time, Pyeon said in a heartache that he couldn't breathe:

"My 'ball-climbing game record' is only 6 points away from kicking the first place, just one step away, **** it! Why is there no internet in this thought space!

”

“…”

Moyu looked blankly at Pyeon who was mad over there.

Pyeon was quite annoyed and grabbed the rabbit's ears. She was depressed and didn't notice Moyu's reaction at all.

Moyou silently retracted his gaze.

Hopeless.

He commented in his heart.

immediately thought: Let this guy go crazy there.

Moyu decided not to tell Pyon about the speculation he had just thought of.

The    system of restraint and oath coexists with the vast majority of psychic abilities.

If the ability to have thoughts does not require constraints and vows, it can only mean that it is a common ability.

Whenever restrictions and oaths are involved, there must be upper and lower limits.

In Moyu's view, the existence created by this mind space has an unimaginable upper limit.

This is so unreasonable.

Then Moyu thought of the term "virtual space", and then thought that there seems to be a kind of "virtual reality"-like world created by hackers in the original book.

What happened in front of me, no matter how unreasonable.

As long as the place is a "dream" or a "virtual world", then all unreasonable things will become reasonable in an instant.

This is the possibility that Moyu had in mind.

He couldn't be sure whether it was a "dreamland" or a "virtual world", or something else.

Anyway, because of the exaggerated number of replicas, he felt that this mind space... was very likely to be an existence that eliminated the attributes of reality.

If this speculation is correct.

Then at least you don't have to worry about dying in this mind space.

While thinking about it, Moyou calmly watched the situation over the space gap.

I can't count how many "self" have fallen.

Is it—

All these shadow clones were created by their own clones to clean up outsiders?

Does that mean…

Each shadow avatar represents the passing of an outsider?

"Probably impossible."

Moyu muttered to himself in his heart.

He thought of Chito and Sambika.

Then the image of a large group of shadow clones rushing towards Chido and Sambika appeared in my mind, and I couldn't help but feel my scalp tingling.

Thinking of this possibility, Moyu quickly glanced at Pyeon beside him.

Always felt…

If the person who    pounces on is Pyeon, it seems to be easier to accept.

Pyeon shuddered suddenly, and looked at Moyu as if he was aware of it, but saw that the other party was not looking sideways and was paying attention to the situation on the field.

"strangeness…"

she muttered in a low voice.

Inside the venue.

About a minute passed.

Those space gaps finally stopped the dumping of "Moyu".

In turn, a few figures fell out of the gap in the space quite embarrassed.

Those figures are members of the twelve Earthly Branches, and they are also the last survivors.

are Xugou Qiduo, Zishu Parisstone, Chenlong Portbai, and Wu Ma Saqiu.

As they fell out of the space gap, the countless copies of Moyu rushed towards them like a group of zombies.

"It's really endless!"

Chen Long Port Bai roared angrily.

At this moment, the two braids that he had **** have already spread out and fell down, his eyebrows and beard have been in a mess, and his clothes have been damaged in more than ten cuts, and blood can be seen in them.

Thinking about it, you should have endured a hard battle before that.

Chito held the medical name book, and although he looked tired, he looked much better than Porter White.

At least the clothes on his body are intact, but they are stained with a lot of stains.

Sometimes, once the powerful fighting force cannot end the battle, the powerful dodge ability will obviously be more useful.

Like now—

Porter White, the representative of the force, is even more miserable than Chito in the current situation.

"It's...so many!"

Chito looked at the tens of thousands of Moyu replicas in disbelief.

This is obviously beyond her cognition.

After   noon Masaqiu fell out of the space gap, he was a little flustered, and seemed to be unable to adapt to this situation for the time being.

In fact.

When the locust swarm named "Moyou" was flooding, Saqiu hid in his psychological clinic, thus avoiding the end of being surrounded and beaten.

It was just that after the thought space collapsed, his psychological consultation room also collapsed.

And then inexplicably fell into this mind space.

Compared to Potter White's embarrassment, Chito's exhaustion, and Saqiu's panic.

Pariston, who is also a member of the Twelve Earthly Branches, has a calm face.

"What a spectacle."

Inside the airtight encirclement, Pariston did not panic at all, no matter his expression or behavior, there was no fear at all.

His deep stagnant eyes swept past the surrounding Moyou locust army, and immediately looked at the Eye of Vision, which exuded a strong breath in the distance.

"The last piece of the puzzle, um... I won't know about it later."

Pariston raised his hand to his chin and whispered to himself.

"But that's what makes it interesting."

Moyu's image flashed across his mind.

So-

Young man.

How would you like to appear?