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"I just want to suggest that everyone in the coffee shop sit together and have a meeting. Everyone brainstorms. Mengling is good at logical analysis, and she is responsible for summarizing and connecting everyone's ideas to get a final conclusion. In this way, we can take precautions in advance, and we can also be mentally prepared for similar emergencies."

Fang Xiaoling rolled her eyes, and said disdainfully: "What kind of meeting is this? Do you think this is your demon cave in the Ice Soul Continent? Still dreaming of your demon king's dream?"

"Why are you talking like that? Is there anything wrong with my proposal?" Wang Chenyu asked impatiently. "Fang Xiaoling, I don't understand why you always target me?

Not to be outdone, Fang Xiaoling raised her volume: "You want to know why I'm targeting you, don't you?"

Wang Chenyu simply shouted: "I just want to know why you are targeting me?!"

"Okay, okay!" Li Mengling pushed Wang Chenyu away, "What are you shouting, big man? What if Sister Luo Lan heard it? Are you dying?"

"Mengling, stay away from him." Fang Xiaoling hurriedly pulled Mengling away, as if Wang Chenyu would run into him by chance, "The toad wants to eat swan meat, and you know what's on your mind best! Disgusting!"

"Oh, sister Xiaoling, why don't you say a few words!" Li Mengling blushed, looked down at her toes, and said vaguely, "Actually, what Brother Chenyu said just now makes sense, so don't embarrass him anymore..."

"Brother Chenyu?" Fang Xiaoling noticed the shy expression on Li Mengling's face and said in shock, "Hey! Mengling, are you really interested in him? Didn't I already tell you what kind of person he is?"

"Sister Xiaoling! What are you talking about?" Li Mengling stomped her feet angrily, turned and ran out of the room.

Wang Chenyu also wanted to leave, he reached out his hand to block the door of the room that was about to close, and said: "Everyone has desires, but some people hide it, and some people are honest about it.

Haven't you longed to be loved? "

"Your nature is completely different, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, you're just a pervert!" Fang Xiaoling said with contempt, "Anyway, let me tell you, if you dare to approach Mengling, don't blame me for being rude!"

Hearing this, Wang Chenyu took a deep breath, let go of his hand slowly, and the door automatically rebounded and closed.

"You...what are you going to do?" Fang Xiaoling saw him approaching with a wretched face, and immediately condensed the [Red Lotus] flame in her palm.

pat.

A snap of fingers.

The flame disappeared in an instant, and Fang Xiaoling suddenly realized that her arm was uncontrollable, as if it had completely turned into silicone plastic?

She wanted to call out, but found that the mouth was no longer human, and she could only moan weakly in her throat.

Wang Chenyu rushed over, pressed her onto the bed, his face was almost pressed against hers, and looked at her with a smirk.

Fang Xiaoling was so shocked that she couldn't move her legs. She lay there like a toy, she was so humiliated that she burst into tears.

"So... Fang Damei." Wang Chenyu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said next to her ear, "If I really want to do something, none of you can escape."

After speaking, he turned away from Fang Xiaoling, got out of bed and stood in front of the window, looking out the window.

After a long time, he continued: "But I never thought of forcing any of you.

My love for you is based on respect. "

pat.

Wang Chenyu snapped his fingers again.

The moment Fang Xiaoling recovered, she immediately threw out a ball of [Red Lotus] flames.

Wang Chenyu's head was burning, he turned his head to look over, and then fell to the ground.

"What do you think is needed to defeat the tower?" The brand-new replica of Wang Chenyu stood by the desk, as if nothing happened, and continued, "What information do you need to know in advance? How many helpers and what abilities are needed? Have you considered all of these?"

Another [Red Lotus] flame in Fang Xiaoling's palm was burning, she stared at Wang Chenyu for a long time, and finally restrained the flame.

"I don't know how many generations of Wang Chenyu's replica, maybe in a sense, I have long been separated from the real Wang Chenyu." Wang Chenyu picked up a jewelry box on the desk, opened it, and saw the broken colorful rope pendant inside, "But, I am absolutely unique."

After finishing speaking, Wang Chenyu pinched the pendant in his hand, instantly reconnected and repaired the disconnected part, then slowly handed it to Fang Xiaoling, smiled obsessively, and continued: "Li Mengling can't create a [creation] program, no one can do it like me.

Xiaoling, before you ask me with [Purple Rhyme], let me tell you one thing.

Do you know why all Wang Chenyu died the day after he finished writing "Basic Theory of Timelines"? "

Fang Xiaoling looked at Wang Chenyu's frenzied expression, and suddenly felt an ominous premonition in her heart.

I only heard Wang Chenyu say: "Because all the Wang Chenyus were captured by me the day after I finished writing "Basic Theory of Timelines".

All that was left were other replicas of them, and I created various plausible causes of death.

This is all thanks to me meeting you, otherwise, let alone co-developed [Concealing Heavenly Clothes] with Meng Ling.

I'm afraid I haven't escaped from the Prison of Souls until now. "

"You... You captured yourself in other parallel worlds?" Fang Xiaoling looked at Wang Chenyu in front of her, feeling horrified. She didn't take the necklace from the other party's hand for a long time, but asked, "Why did you do this?"

"I want to be the only Wang Chenyu, the only person who has mastered all versions of "Basic Timeline Theory"." Wang Chenyu looked at the dangling necklace in his hand, "What about the replica?
As long as it is unique in people's hearts.

The replica can also completely replace the real body.

It even becomes more important than the real body. "

"Wang Chenyu, you are such a devil..." Fang Xiaoling looked at him in horror. If he hadn't taken the initiative to explain this matter, Fang Xiaoling would never have thought of asking him such a question for how long she had stayed in the [Purple Rhyme] Realm—all the bizarre deaths of Wang Chenyu in the parallel world would be borne by the tower.

"I did this for your own good." Wang Chenyu threw the necklace in his hand onto Fang Xiaoling's bed, then put his hands in his trouser pockets, and continued, "How do you know, will there be Wang Chenyu from other parallel worlds who will be used by the tower in the future?

In this way, there will be no worries.

So about that Wang Chenyu who came to the coffee shop before.

I'm pretty sure he's not from another parallel world.

In fact, according to my reasoning, he shouldn't even exist. "

"What do you mean?" Fang Xiaoling doesn't know how to deal with him now. It's not difficult to determine these things, as long as she enters the realm of [Purple Rhyme], but...

If what Wang Chenyu said is true.

Then she really couldn't just kill him casually.

After all, judging from the current situation, he also knows a lot of things that the squad does not know.

"Before I tell my inference, you still need to enter the realm of [Purple Rhyme] and ask about Fang Xiaoling who appeared in the examination room." Wang Chenyu turned and walked outside the door, "I'm going to call everyone for a meeting downstairs, Miss Fang, don't make us wait too long."