Chapter 2304

In the land of dreams, half an hour later.

"What a tragedy." Bobo squatted on the shoulder of the knell, with a compassionate look, and slowly exhaled a smoke: "there are no breathing creatures in the city except us, but I haven't even seen a corpse. Is this the kind of" Schrodinger's murder "that you once said to Barry

As long as you don't go into the house to see it, the faceless residents in various buildings are in an "unstable state", and no one knows whether they are dead or alive.

"Less than 50000 people. It took a little time." Su Ming shrugged his shoulders and was hanged white with blood. While cleaning himself, he slowly retracted into the host: "I completed step one, and then solved the problem of cranny brush. When these arrangements are made, we will be able to check on Lucian's progress. I hope he is knowledgeable enough

With that, he took off his cloak behind him and turned it into a flying carpet for the orangutan and the doctor to go up.

The female doctor did not start all the way, she just touched her abdomen, a thoughtful look.

She knew two things. First, the man in the black and yellow armor uniform was terrible. Second, his dark tactics are more dangerous than his force.

Originally, the faceless people were scattered around, and it was not easy to catch them all, but the death knell did only one thing and brought them back.

It's very simple. He's secretly setting fires around the city.

The death knell tells her and orangutans that when a group arrives in a strange area, the "benefit group effect" will make them work together like ants to deal with the threats posed by the unknown environment.

The current state is like this, if the thinking of faceless people should imitate human behavior in all aspects, then this can be used.

Use their unity, use their mutual help.

In order to get rid of it.

At that time, all the shameless people who saw the heavy smoke rushed to the city. The words "work" and "labor" that had been chanting in their mouths were changed into "fire fighting". They swarmed from all directions to fight against the continuous fire in the city.

It was a napalm fire, not something they could put out with buckets and sand.

In the end, they all died in the hands of the death knell waiting for work, by the lurking orange lamp ghost, or by the eerie black tentacles.

The sneak attack launched in the thick smoke can not be prevented, and the force of both sides is not at the same level at all.

What's more, these numb, faceless people didn't even want to resist. Even if they were hanged and tied around their necks, their faces were still "dead."@_ @'so.

Perhaps to make the orangutans feel better, the death knell also controls the ghosts and symbionts to drag the faceless people into the house and kill them, avoiding the bloody scene. From this point of view, he may be the real animal protectionist.

Climbing up the flying carpet, two people and a scarlet came to the bottom of the huge crack. After sending orange lamp ghost to kill those faceless people who kept falling down, the knell stared at the crack and thought silently.

It was as if the sky had cracked a hole, like a glass bead that had been thrown out of the crack. It was as if there was a black line in the bright and pompous blue sky like an oil painting, which was more dangerous and mysterious.

On the other side of the crack, we don't know where it is, but the dream country is the dimension of the sleeping devil. He is a member of the endless family and a representative of the concept of materialization.

Then the space that can connect with this dimension and launch a reverse invasion is at least the same level as the dream country.

If the rules, energy and existing forms of the opposite side are completely unknown, it is not feasible to rush blindly to solve problems. To fight in a strange place is tantamount to giving up "geographical advantages", which is bad luck.

However, this crack exists here. It is like a fly laying eggs that constantly discharges faceless people. It is impossible to solve this problem. Otherwise, the number of them will soar again in a short time.

"Is it hard to do?" Bobo took a puff of smoke, staring at the crack on his head: "orangutan, I have a way, don't know when to say?"

Su Ming laughed, he rubbed Bobo's head: "do you think this level will be difficult for me? I'm the death knell. There are many ways. It's a pity that these faceless people died in vain. I'm thinking about how to use them to make profits. I've got a way. "

The orangutan detective crooked his mouth. Of course, he knew that there was always a way for the death knell, but the way he thought just now scared him. He didn't want the bell to make any plans that were too bloody or too abnormal, and didn't want to make it too shocking.

For example, fly over, grab two pieces of sky, pull them together, and nail them with staples.

Whether the death knell can do this, Bobo doesn't know, but if it can, it's better not.

Here is the dream country, many people, mixed eyes, exposed too many cards and strength is always bad, this is for the death knell.

"Give me your cell phone." Su Ming Dynasty orangutan Secretary stretched out his hand and also hooked his finger: "do you have a telephone number for besieu?"

"Do you ask me if I have the phone number of hell Lord?" The orangutan handed over his mobile phone, but his eyes turned into a dead fish: "do you think I will have it? I am a harmless orangutan. Although I have to live in the magic world, my soul is as pure as an angelSu Ming looked through the address book and looked at the orangutan in surprise: "Oh, I didn't expect that you really have the contact information of an angel. Is Gabriel the one I know?"

Bobo's monkey head changed direction and looked at the number and note. There were two words under that string of numbers - "Tramp fag.".

"Yes, this is Gabriel, the chrysanthemum everywhere." Bobo sighed and scratched his head wordlessly: "I want to change my mouth now. After all, I think I'm much purer than an angel. Can I have time?"

"Don't you think, I want me to feel." Su Ming said plainly, removing his mask, dialing the phone, raising one eyebrow: "but you are right, Gabriel is a little dirty."

Gabriel of earth 0 has fallen into the sky for a long time. He has been fooling around in the United States. He has lost his wings and the sword of justice. His old friend Lucifer gave him a set of reproductive organs to make a living.

He has no money and no sense of work. He can only sleep in the park, subway station and under the bridge. He is willing to sell his body for a hamburger and a bottle of liquor, which is suitable for both men and women.

But it also has advantages, that is, the angels are now in a period of inexplicable madness, and he certainly has not been affected. After all, his belief in the seventh heaven has been shaken, and he can't even figure out whether he is an angel or a devil.

Dr. Xavier was surprised. He looked at the death knell and asked the chimpanzee around him, "can I make a phone call here?"

"This is the dream country, which represents one of the top points of the mysterious side. All kinds of communication networks have been covered for a long time." Bobo looked multi-faceted and puffed out a puff of smoke. He said like a big man: "don't call. Jobs continues to design fruit cell phones here. There are production lines for residents of dream country. Do you want fruit 24plus?"

"Er... Forget it. If you take it out, others will think it's fake goods?" Dr. quezel refused. She didn't want to use the mobile phone designed by the soul of the dead.

Bobo nodded, as if sad: "so it also makes sense. If no one knows the real thing, it will become a fake, and so is our world."

Just as the psychiatrist chatted with the orangutan, the bell rang.

"Hello?"

A hoarse voice that could no longer be hoarse gave out the general response of a mosquito, so weak that it seemed that he would die in the next second.

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