I sell Coke in the doomsday

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As I sat down, the picture on the black and white TV screen suddenly began to shake, and some blurry images appeared, which were still unclear. At the same time, some strange noises came from the TV.

After staring at the screen for a while, I felt a little bored and shifted my gaze to the younger me next to me.

After experiencing so many incredible things, something seemed to be wrong with me. I actually started talking to the younger version of myself.

"You're not going to say anything?"

Being a young child, I had no reaction at all. But at this moment, the black and white TV finally showed a clear picture, and I turned my eyes to the screen.

The next moment, my hair stood on end and I felt like I was falling into an abyss.

On the flashing screen, I saw myself holding a pistol and pulling the trigger at Zi Su, who was still a little girl.

It was a massacre. I was on the screen, with a cold face and crazy eyes, holding all kinds of weapons, indiscriminately slaughtering all living things except myself.

The scene in the middle of the picture is very familiar to me. It is the Corpse God Cult, the place of my former nightmare.

However, what was different from what I remembered was that the me on the screen seemed to be in the opposite situation. I was in the Corpse God Cult, carrying out an indiscriminate killing among the corpses on the ground.

Broken limbs and body parts covered the entire picture. Countless corpses fell down, turning it into a hell on earth.

It was not until this moment that I finally realized that the younger me seemed to be controlling the me on the screen. Every time he pressed the button, the me on the screen would kill someone.

He had a blank expression on his face, constantly pressing the buttons on the handle and watching the bloody scene on the screen.

Then the scene on TV began to change, and the people I knew died on the screen one after another.

I saw on the screen that Wang Quan and his group were chopped into pieces by my axe when they first met me.

Then came Ajie, Qu Yunliu, everyone in the ancient city stronghold, and everyone I met.

"enough!"

I finally couldn't stand it anymore, and with red eyes, I snatched the handle. But the younger me just glanced at me indifferently and took out another handle.

"Oh shit!"

I cursed angrily, stepped forward and kicked the black and white TV directly to the ground.

This time, the young me still didn't react much. Instead, I held the handle, pressed it tirelessly, and said lightly.

"I'm just predicting, and you know it's false."

"Why should you get angry over something fake?"

Hearing this, my eyes twitched and I asked hurriedly.

"What prediction?"

The young me threw down the handle, slowly stood up, took out a bottle of Coke, poured myself a glass, and spoke slowly.

"You made a very troublesome wish."

"A healthy body that can drink Coke forever is much more troublesome than simply being immortal."

"And I am the body's protection mechanism that appeared as your wish."

"Put it another way."

"I am your body."

"Your body is my job, so I have to make predictions and make judgments about what is considered a healthy body for what is going to happen in the near future."

As he said that, he sat back down with the Coke, took a sip, and spoke to me who looked confused.

"I'm just predicting, it's not accurate, the real result is up to you to decide."

“Your body actually hides a lot of things that don’t fit the concept of a healthy body, but if you release these things, it may cause other things that don’t fit the concept of ‘health’.”

“This possibility is what I need to predict.”

"Those uncertainties are piling up more and more, just like bugs, constantly accumulating. As your body, I can no longer suppress them."

"So, I need to predict what you will become after releasing these hidden things."

This bunch of random words made my head dizzy and I couldn’t help but speak.

"What's hidden inside my body?"

The young me narrowed my eyes, shook my head gently and said.

"I can't say that just saying one word to you would mean releasing those things."

I have seen too many weird dreams, but such a nonsensical dream still makes me feel a little uncomfortable. I can't understand this hateful guy in front of me who is as annoying as the Riddler, but I still follow his words and ask.

"According to what you said, how long will it take for those hidden things to completely collapse?"

The young me took a sip of the Coke in my hand and said with a frown.

"Time is running out. Maybe only a hundred years."

Chapter 95: The Riddler (Part 2)

"Time is running out. Maybe only a hundred years."

God, there are only a hundred years left. It is confirmed that the guy in front of me is a lunatic.

I touched my face and didn't want to pay any more attention to this strange guy in front of me. Dreams really don't make sense.

"You don't look like you believe what I'm saying."

I sighed, reached out and snatched the Coke from his hand, drank it in one gulp, and then smiled helplessly.

"Do you want to listen to what you are saying?"

"A hundred years? This world may not even last a hundred years. You want me to think about what will happen a hundred years from now. Isn't that nonsense?"

Hearing this, the younger me raised my eyebrows, looked at me with a smile, and said softly with deep meaning.

"A hundred years goes by very quickly, at least for you."

"These hundred years are definitely not that long."

I didn't care, I just thought the guy in front of me was talking nonsense, and I was tired of this kind of riddle man's behavior.

I don't know since when, these guys who belong to the mysterious side have been talking in riddles and not speaking human language, which is really infuriating.

I looked at that guy, my patience completely exhausted, my brows turned cold, and I said in a deep voice.

"speak English."

"At least say something I can understand."

Hearing this, the guy sitting on the other side also narrowed his eyes with an indifferent look. After a moment of silence, he spoke in a low voice.

"I am a part of you, on your side."

"So, please consider carefully what I am going to say next."

As he said that, he poured another cup of Coke, dipped his finger into the Coke, stirred it gently, and then made a small dot on the table.

"Is this you."

Then, he poured all the Coke in the cup onto the table, forming a black puddle of water, separating the small dot drawn earlier. He pointed at the black puddle of water and spoke to me softly.

"These are the 'errors' bugs accumulated in your body. The difference between the two is huge. Once these bugs are released."

As he spoke, he moved his fingertips lightly, directing the pool of black Coke towards the small dot. The flowing Coke instantly swallowed up the small dot and could no longer be found.

"You know, those accumulated bugs are likely to make you no longer yourself."

"As you've seen on screen before, you have the potential to become a complete lunatic."

"I'm sure that if these bugs continue to accumulate for a hundred years, you will become a stranger to yourself."

"You now have two choices. Continue to let me suppress these bugs until a hundred years later, when I can no longer suppress them."

"Or, at the next turning point, you can release these erroneous bugs. Without a hundred years of accumulation, I think your body should be able to withstand it."

"Of course, I'm not absolutely sure."

As he spoke, he straightened up, looked solemn, and spoke in a low voice.

"That's why I took the initiative to meet you. I need your answer."

"As my subject, you are the one who decides everything."

"Tell me, what is your choice?"

After hearing such a direct question, I really wanted to say something, but I didn't feel any real sense about it.

I don’t even know if this is another absurd dream, just my imagination, a strange script made up by my crazy brain in chaos.

"I choose the second one. I want to see what the bug you mentioned is."

After much deliberation, I made this choice. Although I don’t know how much I can trust the nonsense of this guy in front of me, I believe that any normal person would choose the second one.

I thought that after I made my choice, the riddle man in front of me would say a bunch of specious things, but his eyes were determined, and he suddenly clapped his hands and spoke loudly.

"Then it's settled."

As soon as I finished speaking, the world spun, and my body lost weight and fell from a great height.

The next moment, I suddenly woke up from the recliner, my heart beating faster, I was at a loss and a little panicked, but at this moment, I heard someone next to me shouting loudly.

"It's full! It's full! Ohhhh!!!"

There was a lot of noise, and it was obvious that I was not alone. I looked carefully and found that it was already evening. A group of people surrounded me, looking at my bleeding wrist as if they were watching a game. One group of people were cheering, while the other group was dejected.

Zi Su stood in the middle, looking at the group of dejected guys with a smug look on his face, and said in a condescending manner.

"Admit defeat and give me all your things."

I had just woken up from a dream and was bewildered by the situation. I even subconsciously felt that I had entered a new dream, but the pain in my wrist reminded me that this was the real world, not a dream.

I frowned, looked at the people in front of me, and asked.

"What are you doing?"

Hearing this, the eyes of those dejected people suddenly brightened, and one young man instantly raised his arms and shouted at me.

"Boss Su, I report it."

"These guys are gambling with your blood!"

Seeing this, Zi Su and the group of guys who were full of joy suddenly changed their expressions, pointed at the young man and said angrily.

"Fuck, you have no moral principles."

"Can't you afford to lose?"

The scene was chaotic and full of swear words. I rolled my eyes, covered my ears with my hands, looked down at my surroundings, and guessed something.

I saw that on both sides of my hands there was a blood basin, and the two groups of people were standing beside each basin. The blood basin on the side where Zi Su's group was standing was already full, but the other side was almost full.

I knew the character of these fellows, and from the obscenities they hurled at one another I soon understood what had happened.

These bastards are actually gambling with my blood. If my guess is correct, they are betting on which of the blood basins on both sides of my wrists will be filled first.

After figuring it all out, I stood up with a dark face. After seeing my expression, the two groups of people who were originally swearing at each other suddenly fell silent.

It seemed that this group of unreliable guys finally realized that this was a very rude thing to do to me.

With a dark face, I asked the group of people who lost.

"What's your bet?"

The group of guys smiled awkwardly, then took out three rabbits from behind them and laughed dryly.

"Boss Su, we dug up a rabbit nest and caught three rabbits."

"These three rabbits are the stakes."

I pondered for a moment, swallowed, and said with a cold face.

"I'll confiscate these three rabbits first."

Hearing this, everyone immediately had sad faces and complained.

"No, Boss."

"It's not okay to eat alone."

During the noise, I slapped the noisiest guys on the head, and that made them quiet down.