In the extraordinary world, I can only travel to the world of women

Chapter 212 [It's all the same, isn't it? 】

"cough--"

"interesting……"

"The big river and the big waves came over, but capsized in the small gutter."

Fang Xing in Xueyi smiled, looked at Qianqian who was standing a few meters away, and wiped the blood that had just been coughed up from the corner of his mouth indifferently.

Although I have the internal strength of Wuxiang Shengong as a support, coupled with a body that is stretched, I am almost fearless in this world except for guns, but strong muscles and soft internal organs are still two different things.

If it wasn't for this body's internal strength to protect the stomach and intestines in time, it would not be as simple as coughing up some blood now.

Xueyi Fangxing coughed a few more times, and spat out a small handful of broken glass from his mouth.He vomited a few more times, seeming to spit out all the glass shards in his stomach, and then he let out a long sigh of relief.

Qianqian looked at it from a distance, with an expression of seeing a ghost.

There is one in the whole world, and I have never heard of one that can spit out all the glass shards!

According to common sense, the glass is enough to pierce any internal organs in the body.

In the case of extensive bleeding, even lying on the operating table in the hospital, there is no possibility of survival.

Bloody Fang Xing went to find some clean water to rinse his mouth before continuing.

"Let me just say, as a heroine, it's not very suitable, and I don't have any abilities."

"Is it possible to use it only after you have contact with me?"

"In this way, is your ability to replace, or to temporarily transform one substance into another?"

"However, your ability is really bad. If it were me, I would definitely not just convert it into glass, but other substances, such as strong acid or alkali, or highly toxic cyanide, at least into gasoline. There is no solution to lighting a fire."

"Such a good ability is so poorly used, did you never go to school?"

The voice just fell.

Bloody Fang Xing had already stood in front of Qianqian, and with a little effort, he pinned Qianqian to the ground with a table, making her stuck in the sand and unable to move.

The sand is not soft.

Qianqian struggled repeatedly, and all she felt was the pressure from the front and back!

Bloody Fang Xing stood on the table with his arms crossed.

"do you know."

"Many days ago, I really wanted to kill you directly."

As he spoke, Fang Xing in Xueyi had already sat cross-legged on the table, and with all his internal strength, he began to perform the simplest technique of the weight drop.

The wooden table creaked.

Qianqian felt that her bones were about to be broken!

It felt as if he had entered a trap. The two boulders were slowly trying to squeeze themselves into a pulp. The desire to survive was frantically squeezing out all the adrenaline in the body, and with it came a huge demand for oxygen.

However, under the pressure of these two boulders, every breath is accompanied by greater torture!

Just when the consciousness is about to fall into a blur.

Qianqian suddenly felt her body loosen again, and her snow-covered eyes became blurred again. The moment she was able to take a big breath, even with the severe chest pain, she felt that she had come to heaven.

"I was thinking, how many nursery rhymes are we starting now?"

"The penultimate sentence?"

Fang Xing in Xueyi smiled and looked at the pale Qianqian, and began to think about why this happened.

Also as a replica, it is necessary to attack each other?

This Qianqian knew her skills, if she couldn't kill her, she would definitely face the most terrible revenge.

Besides, what good would the clone Qianqian do if he killed his clone?
Xueyi Fangxing took a deep breath and began to deduce Qianqian's motives.

Was it because her indiscriminate killing made her angry, so she took revenge?
It's possible, after all, there are her good sisters here, and it's normal to feel a little bit vindictive after watching a good friend die tragically every day.

Or maybe Qianqian also knew the nursery rhyme behind it, so she had some guesses?

This is also possible, after all, the reminder of the nursery rhyme did not say that it is only for one person, maybe other people know it.

Xueyi Fangxing pondered for a long time, and then said:
"so."

"If it's not for some inexplicable reason, then you are trying to find a way to promote the progress of the nursery rhyme and make all the replicas change from two to one?"

Xueyi Fangxing looked at Qianqian and continued:

"Do you think that the tenth person is the last clone left after all the other clones died?"

"The only way to survive?"

"There is some truth to this inference."

It is impossible for Qianqian to have this ability inexplicably for no reason.

This ability is more like the ability used by the main body to deal with the clone.

In Xue Yi Fang Xing's inference.

The third-to-last nursery rhyme has already made it very clear. It is not only me who can meet the main body, Qianqian may also have met.

Moreover, it also has the power to kill another body.

The reason for not doing it is not clear, but the ability is indeed a real existence.

"If you want to kill another self, this ability is unsolvable."

"But in this world, you have a physical existence, unlike those bodies that can still be virtual."

"Creativity is good, IQ is not good."

"Well, let's cooperate."

"You want to kill the last redundant person and become the last surviving [tenth person]"

"Then if you kill me, it's killing, and if you kill my body, it's also killing."

"How about win-win cooperation?"

Qianqian didn't answer.

I don't know if it's because I haven't recovered yet, or I'm thinking about how to reply.

Xueyi Fangxing stood up and walked down, flipped the table that was pressing down on Qianqian, squatted next to Qianqian's ear and said softly:

"You also know that there is a time limit in this world, right?"

"There are still a few days before the end of Survival on the Deserted Island. I have taken precautions. You can't kill me."

"At the end of the day, there will only be eleven people left."

"There may be too many unknown consequences, but you will definitely die."

"Cooperation is the last chance for you and me to survive."

"You know that too."

"It doesn't matter who dies, what matters is that only one of them is left."

In this game.

What Ontology has to do is to completely break the situation, and even find out the so-called 'hidden ones'.

The presence of other people is what drives the course of the nursery rhyme and the development of events.

The heroine Qianqian may have other responsibilities.

And as a replica.

Bloody Fangxing only needs to kill the main body to be considered a victory.

As for breaking the game, or solving the mystery, it doesn't matter at all to Fang Xing in blood.

Qianqian lay on the beach.

It seemed that after thinking for a long time, a word came out of his throat.

"it is good……"

"Huh? Louder, I can't hear you!"

"I said, yes."

On the beach, Fang Xing, who was dressed in blood, and Qianqian, who had sunk deep into the beach, were covered in golden yellow by the early morning sun.

Cooperation is reached.

Start planning.

(End of this chapter)