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Qu Yunliu paused, then suddenly smiled and spoke softly.

"But you know, you lasted a full three hours tonight."

Chapter 141 Out of Control

"Three full hours of mimicry, do you understand?"

My expression froze and I stood there in a daze. Even the fatal fatigue in my body subsided briefly in shock.

Qu Yunliu had a smile on his face, but it made people angry. He was not a person who could smile at all. His smile did not make people feel warm and refreshing. Instead, it made people feel that he was provoking him.

"In your narration yesterday, you emphasized the side effects of mimicry and even gave examples."

"After you use full body mimicry twice in a row, you will be exhausted to the point of being close to unconsciousness. As long as you cancel the mimicry, you will seamlessly transition into a coma."

"Let me ask you, how many times did you change your mimicry in a row tonight?"

My eyes flashed and I whispered.

“I can’t quite remember.”

Qu Yunliu clasped his hands together, narrowed his eyes slightly, curled the corners of his mouth, and spoke slowly.

"It was a three-hour mimicry battle. Even though you used it very poorly and clumsily, this length of time was something you had never experienced before."

"And after the mimicry ended, you did not immediately fall into a coma, which is enough to prove one thing."

As he spoke, Qu Yunliu slowly stood up and spoke slowly.

"Your mimicry ability is slowly getting out of control."

I was startled when I heard that, and realized that what he said was different from what I thought, and I was surprised.

"Did you make a slip of the tongue? Shouldn't it be getting stronger slowly?"

Qu Yunliu sneered, glanced at the starry sky in the night sky, his eyes became deep, and he spoke slowly.

"First, I have to ask you a question, idiot."

"Do you think that the two mysterious beings who turned the world into a wasteland would not be able to give you an ability without side effects?"

I twitched the corner of my mouth, lay on the ground, and replied indifferently.

"Those two guys aren't as powerful as you think. At least the last guy who was granted immortality was very imperfect and had some ability flaws."

Qu Yunliu glanced at me and continued asking without any pause.

“Are defects and side effects on the same level?”

My breath was choked and I couldn't speak. I looked a little embarrassed, but I started to think seriously in my heart. Qu Yunliu continued to speak slowly.

"The Cangwu you mentioned who gained a fake immortal body, his ability at most is that he doesn't have a real immortal body, leaving behind some minor flaws, which cannot be considered a side effect."

"Because if a normal person is hit in the vitals, they will die. This is such a normal thing."

"He went from being an ordinary person to someone with a long life span, with only a few vital parts that are harder to hit than a normal person. What kind of side effect is this?"

"But your mimicry ability is different. This ability will consume a lot of your physical strength in a short period of time, and at the same time limit the speed at which your immortal body can repair itself."

"This is not normal."

"It's completely designed to limit your immortality. Before you have this mimicry ability, you won't be exhausted for a long time. You can stay alive as long as you want."

"But with this mimicry ability, you often fall into a coma. During this time, I suspect you could build another Great Wall."

Listening to Qu Yunliu's sarcastic and harsh sarcasm, my lips moved, as if I wanted to say something but stopped myself, and finally I could only fall into complete silence.

"The best thing about being immortal is that you can always recover quickly, and nothing can kill you."

"Have you ever thought about why your mimicry ability can consume your physical strength so quickly in such a short period of time?"

"In my opinion, this is not a side effect. Those two strange guys wanted to give you this side effect. The mimicry ability is just a bonus, a disguise."

I was silent, looking at Qu Yunliu who was looking down at me, and suddenly I sighed and said in a low voice.

"You are indeed more suitable to be the protagonist than me."

Qu Yunliu sneered, his eyes turned cold, and he spoke half seriously and half self-deprecatingly.

"When you have nothing left, your mind is changed by strange pollen, and even your body is about to collapse, you can still become very smart."

"As long as you are not afraid of death."

As he spoke, Qu Yunliu clenched his fists slightly, his eyes darkened, and he spoke with a bit of loneliness.

"Besides, if I had your immortality, I wouldn't bother with the rest of the world."

"Anyway, no matter if I saved them or not, or if I changed the ending or not, after time restarts, no one will remember what I did. This is meaningless to me."

"A savior whose deeds are unknown to anyone is not a savior at all, but a daydream."

"Before the end of the world came, I was daydreaming every day, so whether I was immortal or not was not important to me."

Qu Yunliu smiled, full of self-mockery, and then he changed the subject and returned to the topic.

"Let's continue talking about your mimicry ability."

"Make bold inferences and be careful in verifying them."

"I'm not a good person, so I don't mind using my greatest malice to infer the two guys who gave you the ability to mimic."

"Those two guys don't really want to help you, or rather, they don't really need you."

"Or maybe your immortality is actually an eyesore to them. No, it's definitely an eyesore."

"If it weren't for your damn wish, they wouldn't have fallen into this vicious cycle."

"So, I don't think they have any good feelings towards you, let alone any guilt."

"Otherwise, they wouldn't have made such a light-hearted move."

"Let me ask you, do you think those two beasts can have any kindness towards humans?"

Regarding this point, I fully agreed, nodded slightly and raised my eyebrows.

"I don't think they would feel any guilt towards humans. After all, the current vicious cycle is the result of their overdoing it."

"If they hadn't gotten out of control and this vicious cycle hadn't happened, there wouldn't be a single human being left alive in this world."

Qu Yunliu nodded with satisfaction and smiled.

"Okay, let's follow this line of thought and continue pushing forward."

"It is known that they have no kindness towards life, so they should prefer simple and crude methods to solve this vicious cycle."

"For example, if you were no longer human, then it wouldn't conflict with the end of the world."

"You will always be healthy, but you will become a powerful creature, as long as you still have normal thinking logic and a body stronger than humans."

"This doesn't really conflict with the idea of ​​being healthy forever."

"But they didn't do it. I think it's not because they don't want to, but because they can't do it."

"Perhaps it was an attempt to suppress your immortal mimicry ability. This is not a blessing, but an attempt by them to kill you."

"So, when your mimicry ability becomes more useful, I think it's slowly getting out of their control."

Chapter 142

"I think they must dislike you very much, but there is nothing they can do about you."

"So, they use their mimicry abilities to limit your physical strength, and then separate another self from you."

"Finally, let the other you that is separated kill you."

As he spoke, Qu Yunliu narrowed his eyes, touched his chin with his hand, and spoke with interest.

“Perhaps, those two mysterious guys have already met up with Mo Li and are considering how to kill you.”

I was speechless. Qu Yunliu's inference was bold, but it made some sense, and I couldn't refute it for the time being.

Qu Yunliu sighed and spoke again in a low voice.

"Of course, the above is just my speculation and cannot be accurate."

"After all, there is no factual basis to support this inference, but I still suggest that you think more about the worst."

I smiled bitterly, looked up at Qu Yunliu who had a stern face like a sculpture, and said softly.

"After hearing what you said, what do you mean?"

Qu Yunliu lowered his head slightly, looked at me who was panting, and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"I promised to help you, as best I can."

"I wish us a happy cooperation, Mr. Idiot."

Hearing that, I grinned with some happiness, stretched out my hand with great difficulty, and shook it forward, my meaning was very clear.

Qu Yunliu raised his eyebrows, sighed, squatted down again, held my hand, applied a little force, and whispered.

"I didn't realize you were such a ritualist."

I grinned, smiled silently, and spoke softly.

"As long as you stay with me for a long time, you will find that I have other shortcomings."

"So many that you can't count them all."

Qu Yunliu's expression became indifferent again, and he spoke softly, not knowing whether he was mocking someone or mocking himself.

"I am deeply prepared for this."

"No matter if it's you or me who's stupid in the end."

……

In the ancient city stronghold, Mo Li rarely walked out of the three-story building and strolled on the streets of the ancient city. The young man whose body was occupied by the nebula body followed behind him slowly.

Different from what outsiders imagine, there are no corpses or minced meat everywhere on the streets of the ancient city. Instead, the streets are unusually clean and tidy, without any messy debris.

Mo Li's expression was gloomy. When his figure appeared on the street, everyone who saw him immediately lowered their heads, not daring to look at him any longer. Some even held their breath, fearing that Mo Li would notice them.

"You don't seem to have many supporters in this city."

The young man who was parasitized by the nebula body glanced around and said this lightly. Mo Li didn't care. He put his hands behind his back and answered without any emotion.

"Yes, as long as I show a little bit of kindness, some of these people will become my fanatical believers."

Hearing this, the young man chuckled and replied without comment.

"I don't really understand this, but I don't doubt it. In your words, this is called Stockholm syndrome?"

Although the young man was smiling, the muscles at the corners of his mouth were still somewhat stiff and awkward. It seemed that he did not fully understand the meaning of a smile, which gave people a strong sense of irony.

Mo Li glanced sideways, glanced at the young man's weird smile, then looked forward again and said coldly.

"Can you please stop laughing? It looks really disgusting."

Hearing this, the young man did not put away the smile on his face. Instead, he blinked with interest and thought.

"Hearing you say that, I feel a little uncomfortable. Is this the anger of you creatures with physical limitations?"

"Interesting, really interesting."

“We haven’t had this kind of novel experience in a long time.”

The young man's eyes flashed with a dangerous light, and he whispered to himself.

"I think we should have tried it a long time ago, with the feeling of physical limitations, and we have really missed a lot of interesting things until now."

"Joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, these emotions are indeed limited by the flesh."

Upon hearing this, Mo Li suddenly laughed, his eyes were as sharp as knives, he looked at the young man coldly and laughed.

"At least you know the emotion of fear, otherwise you wouldn't be so resistant to the god machine you created."

"Aren't you formless transcendent beings also afraid of death?"

The smile on the young man's face froze and his eyes turned cold, but then he returned to normal and sighed.

"You seem to understand how to really piss me off."

"I advise you not to do this again, or I might do something horrible to you."