Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 468: Possible Stories

Xia Shou walked forward a few steps, and before he could figure out what to do, a person suddenly walked out of the woods next to him, perhaps another creature similar to a human.

Although he looks like a human, his head is tightly wrapped and entangled by a giant centipede, with only a pair of eyes exposed. He wears a gorgeous robe with blue inscriptions on it, and his hands are in the pockets of the robe.

Behind the other person, there were people who looked exactly like him, following him closely like a queue. As he walked out of the woods, the clone-like team behind him became longer and longer.

Xia Shou stared at the other person closely and saw that the people behind him who looked exactly like him were all imitating the actions of the person in front of them. The whole thing looked like a bizarre performance art.

Only the person in the front is free, and everyone behind is imitating the actions of the person in front.

This man just walked out of the woods, and then walked forward on his own, as if he didn't notice Xia Shou, and walked towards the grass. The team following him became longer and longer, and from a distance it looked like a winding team, like a giant centipede.

Xia Shou looked at the strange man walking away, and the rustling of grass leaves could be heard behind him.

Turning suddenly, a middle-aged man just happened to emerge from the woods.

Xia Shouhe looked at each other, and their eyes met. Both of them had extremely shocked expressions.

Although there was a big age gap, Xia Shou could still recognize that the other person should be himself in his middle age. Even though his appearance had changed a little, he could still recognize his own face.

The middle-aged Xia Shou also looked at Xia Shou with shock on his face, and then his expression suddenly calmed down, and he looked around as if nothing had happened.

"What the hell is going on?" Middle-aged Xia Shou scratched his head and looked around in confusion.

"What's wrong with you?" Xia Shou asked vigilantly.

"I also want to ask you, this dream is not connected to the last one, but it doesn't matter. It's a new dream or not. Should we do something now?" asked the middle-aged Xia Shou casually.

Xia Shou frowned even more tightly, thinking that there was something wrong with this person.
When this thought came to him, Xia Shou didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all, because apart from looking very similar to him, the other person had nothing in common with him in other aspects.

His face was greasy, his skin was in bad condition, and he had dark circles under his eyes. He looked like he would die suddenly at any time from working overtime.

"Well, it's okay. [Text description] can still work." The middle-aged man stared at the air in front of him and said to himself.

Xia Shou was shocked.

"You...what did you just say?"

"Superpowers, don't you have this superpower? The worldview of this dream should be the same." The middle-aged Xia Shou said, staring at the air and slowly reading:

"The centipede of story - the worm that sees stagnant water, the observer without drama, the worm that dies in the future, the worm that forcibly creates drama..."

Xia Shou felt like his head was going to explode. The abnormality of Robert's dream was beyond his imagination. A future self actually appeared in Robert's dream and could even use his special powers!
"It looks familiar, but I don't remember anything. Let's find something to do. It's boring to stay here all the time. How old are you now?"

"Who are you? How did you get here? What is the centipede in the story you just told?" Xia Shou asked continuously.

The middle-aged man glanced at Xia Shou, touched his stubble that hadn't been shaved for a week, and sighed helplessly: "Is this what I looked like when I was young? Are you really me?"

Xia Shou was slightly shocked and glanced at the other party coldly. He was extremely unhappy to be questioned by a fake.

Is he going to be killed? But the other party also has superpowers, and he himself has no fighting power at all now. If he fights with this middle-aged self, he has no chance of winning.

"You want to kill me?" The middle-aged Xia Shou glanced sideways. His cold gaze was like a barbed claw that pierced deeply into Xia Shou's flesh, making him shiver.

"If I remember correctly, I haven't started killing people at this age." The middle-aged Xia Shou said coldly, "Are you really the same person as before?"

Xia Shou: "What are you talking about?"

"You are an abnormal body."

"I think you are the abnormal one. Should we have a good talk?"

Xia Shou's tone softened. His intuition told him that if he really started fighting, he would be killed immediately by the other party.

Middle-aged Xia Shou stroked his chin and thought for a moment: "Maybe it was the centipede's fault. I always feel that it was the centipede that brought us here."

Before he finished speaking, there was another rustling sound in the woods behind him, and then an old man with gray hair walked out of the woods. The old man was wearing the clothes of a sanitation worker, and his face was full of wrinkles, but he had a tall and slender figure, and his movements were as agile as a young man.

If Xia Shou had seen the old man instead of the middle-aged man at first sight, he probably wouldn't have thought that the old man was himself. But now that he has the middle-aged man as a reference, he guessed that this guy should also be himself, but in old age.

"Are you me too?"

"Are you me too?"

Xia Shou and middle-aged Xia Shou said in unison.

The old man Xia Shou raised his hands and looked at his wrinkled hands: "It's still my own body in the dream."

The middle-aged Xia Shou sneered: "I can't believe I've survived this long. I thought I would be caught soon."

The old Xia Shou ignored the middle-aged Xia Shou, but looked at the strange team winding on the grassland and laughed happily: "Interesting puzzle, so I am not real now, but an ordinary possibility that has not happened yet?
Can even a life like that be called ordinary? "

Xia Shou stood between the two of them and didn't dare to speak at all.

These two people seemed to know more than he did, and both gave him a feeling of extreme danger, but he had no idea what this meant in Rob's dream.

"Hey, we have to help him." The old Xia Shou shouted to the middle-aged Xia Shou.

The middle-aged Xia Shou glanced at the old Xia Shou and asked, "Will they catch me when I was hanging upside down on a rainy night?"

The old man Xia Shou replied nonchalantly, "I thought they could catch me, but I still managed to escape. It rained hard that day, and all the clues were washed away."

The middle-aged Xia Shou showed an expression that he didn't know whether to describe as mocking or helpless, and asked: "Did I kill anyone later?"

"Well, I killed quite a few. Now no one can catch me. Cleaner is a good job, and I am very old. It will be the same if I am caught." The elderly Xia Shou said calmly.

The two men were talking like two killers, and Xia Shou couldn't understand anything.

(End of this chapter)