Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 369 is quite faithful to the original.
"Aurora? You can see the aurora in most places?" Mo Mang looked at the aurora on the horizon with surprise.

“Those are beautiful things,” Zheng Fan said, which was as good as saying nothing at all.

Fried said, "It's a symbol of infinite overlap."

“You’re quite well-informed too,” Zheng Fan glanced at him.

"This isn't exactly secret, at least not within our circle. Something this big during an earthquake is bound to attract attention. And since the credit for mitigating the earthquake's impact is nominally attributed to the academic society, they naturally wouldn't hide what they did internally. I imagine many people are curious about that," Fried said matter-of-factly.

These things were too far removed from Mo Mang, so he chose not to say much.

"How long are you going to stay with us?" Lin Yilin suddenly asked Fried.

Fried was a little embarrassed, but he shamelessly said, "You guys found this place when you were hunting me down offline, so give me a little face."

“I gave you two train tickets,” Zheng Fan said.

“Well, it’s not easy for me to get this last one by myself.” Fried still wanted to try, and he also dragged Mo Mang into it: “You see, Mr. Mo and I are the same. To be honest, we’re all just struggling working people.”

But as he spoke, his voice grew weaker and weaker under Lin Yilin's gaze, and he finally slunk away.

"You can call me anytime if you miss me," he said, not forgetting to crack a joke as he left.

“Even if we don’t give him a train ticket, he’ll be perfectly fine on his own.” Lin Yilin said as she watched his figure quickly disappear into the ruins.

This guy has been pretending all along. The illusion is something that Mr. Illusion can easily manipulate, but in reality, as a special property illusion, its potential for growth has already been evident in just a few brief encounters.

“I don’t actually dislike him,” Zheng Fan explained with a smile.

Mo Mang glanced at Zheng Fan for no apparent reason.

If Fried himself were still alive, he would be just as bewildered. When they first met, Fried's big lipstick really didn't seem "not annoying" at all.

Zheng Fan just said it casually, and then added, "The pressure is about to get even greater."

The zombie horde of the immortal Mr. Wang is almost here.

Just as he was thinking this, the sky was soon filled with the silhouettes of airships, and corpses were airdropped into the battlefield. At the same time, inhabitants from other worlds also appeared one after another.

The chaos and disorder on Jiangwen Street is escalating further.

As the three rushed toward the central area of ​​Jiangwen Street where the flesh and blood behemoth was located, a flash of white light suddenly appeared before their eyes, and the flesh and blood behemoth collapsed with a loud bang.

"Was development really that fast back then? If we don't have Little Sheep, it shouldn't have been so easy to quickly deal with the Ancestor according to the original process."

Zheng Fan quickly realized the problems with this unofficial history, and his doubts about Zero Subway's historical reconstruction abilities deepened. It's one thing to fail to reconstruct the historical facts, but don't you even possess basic logical reasoning skills?

Do you know how much effort Little Sheep put into the battle in Jiangwen Street?

Arriving at the scene a step too late, what appeared before the three of them was Zhang Xue and two strange blobs of gibberish.

The smaller one is Jiang Si, while the slightly larger one is obviously Radish.

Looking at the two garbled characters, Zheng Fan's unease quickly returned.

At this moment, Zhang Xue still wanted to talk to Luanma Jiang Si, but Luanma Jiang Si suddenly changed targets and rushed towards Zheng Fan and the other two with Luo Bo.

Lin Yilin didn't look at the two garbled characters. There was not much value in observing them, and there was no need to be wary of them. She could empathize with Mr. Illusion's displeasure and was certain that these two things would be completely destroyed in the next second.

She, on the other hand, was closely watching how the Chief of Jiangwen Street in this world would react to this sudden development.

The answer was no response. Zhang Xue seemed unaware that the garbled code Jiang Si in front of her had disappeared, and was still trying to communicate with the air in front of her. Without receiving any unknown signal, the two garbled codes obediently continued doing what they would normally do in that scenario.

However, when a certain opportunity arises and they receive an unknown signal, they will abandon their original roles and suddenly launch an attack on the target passenger.

In this situation, they will break away from their original state.

The garbled code on them was not only confined to themselves, but also spread outwards when they launched their attack, enveloping Zheng Fan and his two companions as their targets.

It's like temporarily excluding them from "normal progress".

That's a clever way to handle it.

The garbled carrot spread its wings, countless afterimages bursting forth, it was about to surpass—

Hmm? What did it surpass?
It seems to have unintentionally achieved transcendence, demonstrating the world logic of "evolution," but this process stalled for a moment without it even realizing it.

It bridging the distance from its initial start to its eventual triumph over Zheng Fan, and then Zheng Fan was right before its eyes.

boom!
Radish's braised egg head, which, under the influence of the garbled text, should be a "juicy, rotten egg" head, was smashed by a tremendous force in an instant before it could even realize it.

"Oh? That kind of logic exists too? You've put a little more effort into that aspect." Zheng Fan stood on the rapidly collapsing and dissipating radish-like mecha, tilting his head slightly in evaluation.

Then, Jiang Si, seeing the garbled text, immediately stopped attacking and quickly retreated.

Thanks to its speed not being as fast as the garbled radish, it successfully chose to run away from the heart after realizing in a daze that the radish had been instantly killed.

Then an unusual sense of incongruity enveloped it.

The black, garbled threads that had just extended to protect the body were instantly severed.

"You've done a good job on these small details, and my opinion of you has improved slightly. But this is still far from enough to quell my disgust."

As she was retreating, Zheng Fan, who should have been facing her, suddenly brushed past her from behind, hands in her pockets.

Jiang Si's body trembled, and she suddenly tilted her head back, blood splattering everywhere. Her body was torn to pieces, especially her head, which Zheng Fan ripped off. He weighed it in his hand for a moment, then threw it down and kicked it away with the style of kicking a soccer ball.

In the span of two breaths, both the garbled radish and Jiang Si died casually.

Zheng Fan returned to Lin Yilin and handed her the tickets: "Four for Luo Bo and two for Jiang Si? That seems about right. I'm starting to wonder how many we two will have. Of course, that's assuming it can actually find the next part of history."

Lin Yilin took the ticket: "Based on its performance so far, I don't think it can do it."

Mo Mang looked at these and said he didn't understand them at all, only that they were very impressive.

"Is there anything you want? Take it. There's a jewelry store over there, and a luxury goods store over there. This is the commercial street in the central area of ​​Jiangwen Street. You can get anything you can think of," Zheng said, turning to Mo Mang.

Called by Zheng Fan, Mo Mang quickly looked up, cold sweat dripping from his temples, then shook his head: "I don't need it for now."

Zheng Fan stared at him silently for a moment, putting immense pressure on Mo Mang, before finally saying, "Is that so? Then it's up to you."

At this moment, Lin Yilin suddenly said, "Mr. Illusion, there has been an unexpected discovery."

"Ok?"

Lin Yilin picked up a scrap of paper from the ruins where the flesh-and-blood behemoth had just been destroyed. After examining it briefly, she confirmed: "It's the white paper from that 'paper' illusion."

(End of this chapter)