Star Iron: Imaginary numbers? Dude, I play with quantum reconstruction.

Hua Wu narrowed his eyes slightly. "Because you're not afraid. As for surviving, does that kind of attack even need that word, Mr. La Mamba?"

Seeing the other person's upturned lips, Undying Path put on a dead fish face, "Revealing my real name at a time like this is fine, but don't change my name, and why does it have the same name as your pet!?"

"Well, in memory of the legendary Elbow King. After all, I and three other heroes once borrowed his appearance when the light fell. And when the Watcher sank into darkness, we crossed the barriers of the world, and when the boundless darkness was dying, we arrived at the Palace of Soul Tremors."

He couldn't understand it at all; he had absolutely no idea what Hua Wu was saying.

But the truth behind this vague statement is extremely simple: in the dead of night, four extraordinary people wearing heavy hoods climbed over the wall to go to a KTV.

"What? My synesthetic beacon is overdue? There's no monthly fee for that either. I don't understand what you're saying."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, it's useless even if you do. Time's almost up, what's your bank account number? I'll pay Lao Jing's tuition."

Upon hearing the name "Old Well," Undying Path couldn't place it. "Wait, who exactly is this Old Well? Do I know him? And what's this tuition fee?"

"Fine, I'll open one for you. Remember the last four digits: 0110... Transfer one billion first, then goodbye!"

"Man!"

"Drink-"

The black elbow, concealed by a suit, slammed into Undying Path's sternum in an instant, and the next moment he was back on the roof of the Gongyuan Gang.

His phone vibrated, confirming that he had indeed received a billion credits. The pain in his chest also served as a stark reminder that what he had just experienced was not a dream.

"Ouch, that hurts a bit."

"He actually gave me money and even got me a new card? Wait, where did he get the money? Is it some kind of daughter earning money while the father spends it? A daughter not even a year old earning money to support the family, and a 24-year-old father throwing money at people? What a depressing family atmosphere..."

“But…uh…” He slowly stood up, a question nagging at him, “Who exactly is Lao Jing? Tuition fees? When did I ever open a school?”

"I can't accept a reward without merit. I don't have time to take on other commissions. I need to find this guy named Old Well first."

"Only then can I take the money with peace of mind."

......

at the same time----

"Cellphone weirdo, your end is nigh! Hand over Uncle Yang... What is this?!"

Qiong looked at the unknown life forms dancing wildly in the academy, and the two imposters flying erratically in the sky, then looked at the shattered Manman in the distance, which was now flashing.

"So, that was a distress signal?"

Xi Lian pointed to the sky, "Partner, that moon... has turned red."

"No way? Where did it get here? What is that black, fleshy lump with a bunch of mouths?"

Bai E stared at Yueying and Cang soaring through the air. Those masked figures were unmistakable. "Weren't they...killed by us? How did they come back to life?"

"Wait, if that's the case, where did Uncle Yang go? Uncle Yang! Did he get eaten?"

"Eaten? No way? That thing..." Bai E stared at the strange, pitch-black life form, sensing a familiar yet dangerous aura.

"A familiar feeling, like that white-clad detective... no, almost identical! It's the same thing."

Qiong suddenly realized, "That's right, how could a normal person sleep in a freezer? Even if they were so poor that they had no other choice, they would never sleep in a freezer!"

Qiong fixed her gaze on Manman, whose screen was flashing incessantly. "But now, we need to catch the person involved and get to the bottom of this! Flash Star—!"

His body vanished from the spot, instantly bringing the entire screen to life.

"You piece of junk, speak up! What's going on?! What is that black, multi-headed worm-like thing? Why did my Phantom Creature come back to life?! You son of a bitch, what have you done?!"

"You... monsters... willpower... to get a card..."

Qiong laughed. He was half-dead, yet he was still thinking about getting a membership card. "Get a membership card? Go to hell! Where's Uncle Yang?! Answer my question! And you, aren't you supposed to be able to live a long life? Why aren't you reincarnated?"

Seeing Qiong Wuneng's furious state, Xi Lian was afraid that he would smash the only clue with a punch. "Partner, it seems to be broken. You won't get anything out of it if you keep asking. Since your sister isn't here, I'll uncover the ripples of the past."

Xi Lian gently touched the broken shell, and she stood before the world of memories.

In no time, she understood the cause and course of events.

"Partner, that creature was brought by your and Bai E's illusionary creation. As for Uncle Yang, no, it seems that the entire academy and that television station were sent away by it at that moment."

"That creature devours willpower. It is a natural enemy to them, the illusionary species."

Qiong: ?

Qiong pointed at the dark, fleshy ball, "Wait a minute, it sent Uncle Yang out? Then what are we doing here? Fighting this thing? No, how did it change the QR code like this?"

Looking at the screen that had completely shut down and exploded into dust, Xi Lian said, "It saw it from the beginning, but it immediately recognized it as a trap. It changed the QR code because that dark creature swallowed ninety percent of its willpower, and used the remaining willpower to change the QR code. As for the reason... it's vague. Maybe it wanted to borrow some resurrection, or maybe it wanted to drag us into it... or maybe it just really took the idea of ​​'selling cards' to the extreme."

"Then why did it send the academy out?"

"Because its wish is for everyone to get what they want online, and the prerequisite for this is that people have to be alive."

Qiong looked on incredulously, "It's so loyal? Wait, isn't this the academy?"

Xi Lian hesitated and said, "It seems... there are two academies? The current academy is the academy of this world."

Qiong: ?

Chapter 718 How did you die?

"Wait, wait a minute. What do you mean by two academies? What the hell are two Painting World Academies?!"

Qiong's CPU exploded; he hadn't even finished the mission to kill the phone monster when Welt returned to the Two-Phase Paradise. He also inexplicably got an extra academy mission, causing his mission progress to completely collapse.

"Ugh, this is so annoying, my mind is a complete mess right now."

Seeing Qiong's mental state completely drained, Xi Lian explained, "Hmm... Partner, when you stand by the pond, can you see your reflection? This should be a world similar to reflections. The so-called duality probably means this. We are currently in another phase. If the phase we were in before was dominated by happiness and supplemented by dedication, then here it is dominated by greed and supplemented by fear. The emotions here... are very cold."

"The last time I experienced this feeling was when a snowflake melted in my palm..."

Qiong understood part of it, "Uh, a mirror monster? What was that plain again? It was such a suitable place to appear, but it didn't. Here, there was no foreshadowing at all, and a big one just appeared."

Xi Lian looked at Qiong and said, "This is an unforeseen accident, isn't it?"

"How am I supposed to deal with that thing? I can tell at a glance that it's the same type of dung monster as Gigantomade. Especially that bunch of heads, it's a pure replica."

......

"Cough—"

"boom--"

The moon's shadow, knocked away, plowed a vertical mark on the ground, like the stroke of ink from a brush.

"It seems... I can't win... Is it an illusion? Why do I see you all...? Is the pink-haired angel in the middle going to grant me, this absurd person, final liberation?"

His willpower was gradually dissipating, and the mask on his face fell to the ground. His vision blurred, and the crimson phantom moon turned into a drop of blood from the sky in his eyes.

"Blood Moon... If I was born to be hypocritical, then what was the purpose of my birth? Haha..."

"Angels, leave hell... a false facade is meaningless..."

Bai'e walked up to his illusory creation, looking down at this "self," and asked, "What's going on? What is that monster? And where is this place?"

"You are real... I am fake... a fake reflection will perish on its own without light..."

Bai E's illusionary creation exploded into a pile of dust spirits, and his illusionary creation career was directly Game over.

A lone fire-stealing mask landed in the center of the dust spirits, and these dust spirits gradually dissipated after a while, unable to even maintain the most basic units of willpower.

“Dead? But why is this mask still here? I remember it should have been broken.” Bai Er picked up the mask and tried to compare it with his own mask, but he couldn’t find his own mask.

"My mask is gone? Could it be... this mask is..."

Qiong reached into her destiny space and found that one of her masks was missing. "Mine is gone too."

He looked up at his illusory creation, which was now half-eaten, split in two.

Its right arm, right shoulder, and right leg were all eaten away; if it weren't a phantom species, it would have died long ago.

Golden-red light of wish power flowed from the broken surface, and the raccoon mask on his face was also half cracked.

He floated in mid-air, incomplete, like a war god. The flowing golden-red power of his vows resembled a hero's cloak.

"Fight to the death, until the very last moment? Judging by his condition, he should be able to hold on..."

"Ugh—"

The plane crashed. Before Qiong could finish speaking, the dark, fleshy ball separated into a head and smashed the sky into the ground.

Seeing this, Qiong couldn't hold back any longer, "Do we really have to do this?"

As luck would have it, Cang landed right in front of Qiong.

"Slay the demons of hell... Satan..."

The same process, the same dust and spirits scattered everywhere, the same death that resulted in the loss of divine equipment (masks), and Qiong was already dumbfounded.

"What the hell? Satan? What are you doing here? You want Satan to kill the demons of hell? Is there something wrong with that statement? Hey, don't think you can just throw your boss at me just because you've turned into jelly!"

However, the dust spirits still disappeared as if going through the motions, leaving only a battle-damaged raccoon mask.

Bai E looked at the vanished Chen Ling, then glanced at the dark fleshy ball in the distance. "Partner, I have a bad feeling."

"what?"

"Is it possible that this is the world after the death of the Phantom Creatures? And that the pitch-black monster can devour willpower. If this conjecture is true, and that pitch-black monster absorbs enough willpower, could it be resurrected in the two-dimensional city we were in before?"

"Is this some kind of stupid thing? What kind of resurrection mechanism is this? According to your logic, if it resurrects and goes up, we can just kill it and send it down, then it can go back up after the resurrection round, right?"

Xi Lian looked at the crimson phantom moon in the sky and said, "Partner, is it possible that the overflowing power of wishes needs to be consumed by holding the Phantom Moon Game, just to prevent this?"

Qiong felt like she had stepped on a bolt from the blue. "Wow, there really is a mirror monster? And the kind that can't be killed. Wait, when did I become such a coward? I'll go beat it up first, and then draw any conclusions."

Qiong instantly activated the third phase, his body covered in jet-black armor, and his amber giant hammer landed in front of him. An aura of protection and destruction emanated from him, burning and crackling with electricity. "Bai'e, get ready to support me. I'll test this thing's damage output and tankiness first."

"Don't worry, partner, you can always entrust your back to me."

Qiong rushed out, not even taking the raccoon mask that was on the ground.

"boom----!"

It exploded! With a single blow, Qiong sent the dark, fleshy ball to hell. The entire world trembled, and the shockwave destroyed the academy.

Amidst the flying dust and rubble, Bai E grabbed the raccoon mask that Qiong hadn't had time to take away.

Xi Lian hid behind Bai E, using Bai E as a shield.

Before the smoke and dust had even cleared, they heard Qiong cry out in the distance, "No, how did you die?"