Abnormal creatures' communication group

[God of the Void] Ghost: I won't lose.

【World Manipulator】Fanatical Master Architect: Let’s not discuss these discouraging words. We all won anyway, didn’t we?

[Sunshine Commander] Sunshine Porter: If you need me, I will definitely go there unconditionally. After all, I still need to thank you for your help.

[World Manipulator] Fanatical Master Architect: We all got here this way. Everyone has been helped by each other. Almost everyone has helped others and has been helped by others. Of course, ghosts are an exception. After all, ghosts are the best in the world!

[Weapon Master] A Great Cell: That little guy is indeed full of charm, but I always feel that it is missing a bow. If a bow could be added, it would be more perfect.

[Traveler] Have you seen my sister? : I always feel like our conversations are like continuous jumps through a broken spacetime. There's no logical logic to what we say, and it's often confusing.

[Iron Man] Ordinary rich man: Tsk.

[World Manipulator] Fanatical Master Architect: What's wrong? Stark, what's the problem you're facing over there?

[Weapon Master] A great cell: Say it out loud and make us happy. Of course, if they are not happy, it doesn’t matter. I can be happy for them as well.

[Iron Man] Ordinary Rich Man: Stop teasing me, I'm really in trouble this time. I can't enter the world of Six. The system keeps reminding me that the other party's world is in a reincarnation cycle and is not stable enough to be extracted directly. In other words, we can only hope that he can solve the problem independently, but the chat group has blocked the other party's ability at the same time, which makes it difficult to deal with.

When he said this again, Tony Stark clicked his tongue again in dissatisfaction. He was really unhappy. After all, it was really an uncomfortable feeling that all of them were being manipulated by an unknown existence.

【Seven Deadly Sins of Gluttony】SIX: Power, in, difficult, use, blocking

Xiaoliu spoke with difficulty, refuting the mistakes in Tony Stark's words, because she could clearly feel that the power had not left him, but because she had lost the bridge of system energy, her control over this power was no longer stable.

To put it bluntly, she has not yet grown to the point where she can bear this power. Perhaps this will not be the case in the future, but at least for now it is still a hurdle that she cannot overcome.

[Chess Player] The nameless person trapped in the coffin: This is really bad news, but the good news is that Xiaoliu can still contact us and chat with us at any time to ask questions. I think this matter is meaningless. On the contrary, I think it may be very meaningful.

[World Manipulator] Why? I think I am still very curious about this question, even though it is a bit embarrassing to ask.

[Chess Player] The Nameless Person Nailed in the Coffin: The chat group doesn't seem to do any useless operations? So leaving only a communication function tells me that perhaps the other party will make an important choice at a critical moment, and this choice is exactly what the chat group needs.

[Chess Player] The unknown person nailed in the coffin: So when you encounter something that you can't decide, you must remember to tell us. The chat group cannot give two similar paths. These two choices must be completely opposite. We will discuss it and give you a possible accurate answer. After listening to our analysis, you can decide whether to choose it.

【Seven Deadly Sins of Gluttony】SIX: Yeah.

[Weapon Master] A Great Cell: Wait a minute, I'm a little curious, Doctor, what if our choices conflict?

[Weapon Master] A Great Cell: For example, if you tell someone that they must survive, but I think that person doesn't deserve it, so I tell them that person must die, whose opinion will prevail? It can't be the majority, right?

[Chess Player] The unknown person nailed in the coffin: Why can't we just listen to the majority? Since there's a disagreement, just choose the one with the highest voice.

[Weapon Master] A great cell: Who says only the majority can be right? What is right is right, and what is wrong is wrong. No matter how many people there are, no matter how many opinions there are, it will not change its fundamental nature.

[Chess Player] The unknown person nailed in the coffin: But the probability of most people making mistakes is lower than that of a few people, isn’t it?

The doctor sighed deeply, and seeing that Cell didn't respond to him, he just silently pulled the airtight mask on his head.

He was indeed worried about what Xiaoliu would say about him, but how could he be the only one worried? What was the point of worrying? He would have to face it himself in the end.

272 The impending fateful decision point

The sky, as black as the abyss without any light, weighed down everyone's heart like a mountain. Only a simple ray of moonlight hung precariously on the horizon.

The smoke and dust were everywhere, and the air was filled with tiny particles. There was no sign of life here, not even much of a living breath.

The yellow raincoat became the only bright spot in the scenery. The loss of strength made her hesitate rarely. The unknown and panic always make people feel uneasy.

To be honest, Xiaoliu didn't quite remember how she came to this world, nor did she quite remember why this world looked like this. Anyway, when she woke up, this place already looked like this.

Before they knew it, they had walked past three buildings: the hunter's cabin, Teacher Long Neck's classroom, and Doctor Spider's hospital.

The hunter's cabin is full of stitched-up rag dolls that look like shriveled corpses, the long-necked teacher's classroom is filled with strange porcelain dolls and towering bookshelves, and Dr. Spider's hospital is full of moving human models. People are rushing to catch them.

Xiaoliu has a good memory. She received help from the chat group and met Mono in the hunter's cabin. Mono protected her in every way when she did not have superpowers, which made Xiaoliu willing to become his friend.

Even though she initially wanted to use this diametrically opposed method to take advantage of each other.

She remembered the broken ceramic figures scattered all over the floor when she was walking through the classroom. When she didn't take any action, the ceramic figures kept chasing her, making sharp noises and looking like a crazy person determined to fight to the death.

But when she killed their compatriots and stepped on the ground covered with the corpses of their companions, those guys finally understood what fear was and scattered again, running faster than anyone else.

Mono cautiously took a few more steps forward, protecting Xiaoliu behind him. Even though he had seen the other party's murderous power, in his subconscious mind, he still thought that the other party was the simple and helpless little girl when he first met her. Until now, he still thought so.

Mono stubbornly wanted to protect the opponent behind him, ignoring whether he had the strength to do so. However, if he encountered danger, he would definitely not run away alone.

Xiaoliu held the other person's hand tightly and looked up at the person, thinking so.

Until a TV with electric snow attracted him again. This situation had happened several times on the road. Every time Xiaoliu would feel endless fear, and this time was no exception.

The other person was immersed in it, so she immediately dragged him out of her own world. The other person staggered and woke up. Before Mono could sit on the ground for a while and shake his head to wake himself up.

A thin and long hand stretched out from the TV. Xiaoliu was so scared that he trembled all over. Mono, who was strong, immediately ran with the other party. They ran wildly in the room, and a thin and tall figure on the other side of the TV finally crawled out of the TV, slowly walking with two bamboo-like legs, chasing them.

Like the flickering signal on a TV, it also flickered and easily flashed in front of the obstacle.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the abandoned hut, and the two people hiding under the bed couldn't help but panic. However, there was no time for them to panic and sigh. A skinny hand suddenly reached under the bed, groped for a while, and then retreated.

The two people who were swaying left and right thought that the crisis was finally over. Just when they breathed a sigh of relief, they found that the bed that had been protecting them had been completely overturned, and their existence was exposed to each other's eyes.

Xiaoliu was immediately caught by the big hands. A strong feeling of suffocation filled her body. She stretched out her hand to grab Mono, and Mono also stretched out his hand to reach her, but the slight gap between them immediately became as deep as a ravine, so their fingertips passed each other in the air, and neither of them could catch the other.

When Xiaoliu was brought back to the tower where space and time were upside down, she struggled and hammered the other person's hands, and subconsciously turned her head back. The moment she turned her head back, the unprecedented fear made her want to give up for the first time. She willingly wanted to stay here and be assimilated into an unconscious monster.

Because the face she saw was very familiar, so familiar that it was the person she lived with day and night. The other person was clearly Mono who had aged. This discovery made her tremble all over.

The other party did not kill her, but kept her in the tower and gave her a familiar music box, a familiar room, and some familiar dolls.

But Xiaoliu just felt cold to the core.

Mono made all the choices he made and she accepted them passively. Except for the chat group incident, she had always been signed by someone and followed behind him. She took a step when the other person took a step, and went wherever the other person went. She was like an inseparable little shadow.

It all seemed like a conspiracy. She was just a puppet on the opponent's chessboard. All her actions were almost in accordance with the opponent's instructions, and she hardly had much time to think for herself.

Maybe the other person was just pretending to be friends with her just to tease her.

The more you cherished someone in the past, the more painful it will be when you find out that you may be betrayed by him.

But she still retained a glimmer of hope. After being imprisoned in the deepest part of the tower and given the huge music box, she looked at the music box, the familiar music box, and shrank into the corner, unwilling to touch it.

Being imprisoned with time and space reversed was extremely lonely. She wanted to chat with people in the chat group for a few days, but found that she was deprived of even the right to speak because the time here was too chaotic.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe a few years, maybe a dozen years, maybe decades, in short, it was so long that it was outrageous.

She seemed to have completely forgotten everything, and just shook the music box blankly. Everything in the deepest part of her memory seemed so far away. She turned into a monster with long legs and feet, sitting in the middle of the room and slowly shaking the music box.

Until a familiar-looking person came in. She tilted her head and looked at this person who she had some impression of but could not remember when she had met him. She subconsciously pushed forward the most precious music box she had in this long time.

The other party shouted loudly, trying to wake something up, but only received a blank look. After a moment's silence, the other party seemed to have made up his mind. He picked up the small axe in the corner and hit the music box hard without any negotiation or discussion.

The other person's face gradually overlapped with the face of the monster that captured her. She screamed and wanted to retreat in fear, but looking at the music box, she roared and made a helpless protest against the other person.

273 The music box of self-righteous arrogance is about to break

"It's me, Xiaoliu, it's me, I'm Mono!"

He stopped in surprise, breathing rapidly, the heavy axe in his hand dragging on the ground, his eyes full of anticipation.

The other party finally reacted and responded to the outside world. Before, no matter how he shouted or what actions he took, the other party only gave some weak responses.

This discovery made his heart sink to the bottom of the lake. Could it be that they had forgotten all the life and death experiences they had shared before, the escapes, the battles together, and the sweet candies they had tasted together, had they all been forgotten by the other party?

He thought of the thin bastard again. That guy must have done something to Xiaoliu, otherwise Xiaoliu would not have forgotten everything and only remembered the meaningless music box.

He selectively ignored Xiaoliu's painful wails and roars, stubbornly believing that the music box was the source of all the pain. As long as the source of the pain was eliminated, everything could go back to the way it was before.

The other party slowly stretched out his hand, and he stared at it closely.

But he did not get the response he had imagined. The gentle handshake as before began to become out of reach.

The deformed and twisted palm was raised high, and then swung down with hatred, trying to swat Mono into a piece of thin paper like a annoying fly, or even more hateful mosquito.

But until this moment, even such a deformed and crazy Xiaoliu was still not ready to kill him. Some warm moments made Xiaoliu just want to drive him away.

But in a place where time and space are in chaos, she has lost her normal thinking and logic.

The shadow of death followed the man like a shadow. Mono staggered and dragged his axe to avoid it. He looked at the other party in disbelief and stood there in a daze without moving.

Maybe this was just a subconscious reaction. Maybe the other party would not attack him again after realizing it. Maybe they could still be like before. He held that faint but eager expectation, standing there for a long time without moving.

But Xiaoliu looked at the people who were unwilling to leave, and she pulled the already damaged music box closer to her arms, like a beast defending its territory, and once again demonstrated and warned Mono, the person who invaded her territory.

This time her speed was even faster and more violent than last time, as if she wanted to crush the person into bloody pieces.

Mono, who was well prepared, dodged even more easily than last time. He rolled to the side and just as he was about to raise his left hand, he was blocked by his right hand.

He didn't want to use his own abilities because he couldn't control the quality and might hurt the other person.

But that doesn't mean he's going to sit idly by.

This attack completely shattered Mono's beautiful fantasy. He looked fiercely at the slightly deformed music box, clenched the axe in his hand, and prepared to completely destroy the culprit, but this place was too small for him to perform.

He ran out swiftly, but did not hear the expected sound.

Mono looked back and saw that Xiaoliu had not caught up with him. She was just gently shaking the music box. Her long hair covered her eyes, but she must have been very gentle.

Of course, the gentle look might just be his imagination, but it was obvious that he had taken this imagination as reality. He gripped the door frame tightly and vowed to save his friend from this disaster and from the painful torture.

Maybe if he had come a while earlier, it would have been true.

Without distinction of time and space, consciousness becomes scattered, with the distress of separation and great fear.

As time went on, until everything was forgotten, only a music box remained by her side, becoming her eternal friend and constant companion.

Her desire to leave this place began to wane. If it weren't for some vague sense of true beauty in her heart, she would have completely regarded this music box as her spiritual sustenance and become addicted to it, unable to escape or extricate herself.

But now it’s almost there.

She should have kept the music box very closely guarded, but she was so forgetful that she had forgotten that there was someone standing here to mess with her. She couldn't remember when that person started it or when he left.

In short, she happily shook her music box, exposing it to the outside.

Mono seized the opportunity very well. He moved quickly and there was a crisp sound on the music box, and a new crack appeared on the music box again.

This time Xiaoliu was completely furious, her sharp roar seemed to penetrate people's eardrums. She hugged her music box tightly and chased the other party madly. Her twisted limbs made her run fast in this space like a spider in a deformed way.

Mono rolled to avoid a sweep, and ran forward madly dragging his axe. Finally, he got stuck under the table when no one was paying attention.

Looking at the disappeared person, Xiaoliu frantically rummaged through the things in the house. All the messy debris around was blown away, except for the area under the table, which had never been explored.

He looked at Xiaoliu who was searching all over the room for him, and the music box on the floor. He always felt that the other party had already known his location, but out of soft-heartedness, memories, or something else, the other party was unwilling to search under the table where they liked to hide the most.

He was cheering for this. Perhaps this was the result of the destruction of the music box. It must be filled with Xiaoliu's beautiful memories. As long as the thing was completely smashed, yes, as long as the thing was completely smashed, she would turn around, she would remember herself, and they would hold hands as before to overcome the difficulties.

He said that when the other party turned his back to search, he raised the axe in his hand high again and chopped the music box hard. The music box's originally intermittent music became completely sharp and harsh.

What followed was, as expected, a painful howl, but Mono ran out without looking back.

She should have continued to chase after it, but fear and pain made her hold the music box tighter.

For some reason, a terrifying scene suddenly appeared in her mind. She was still alone in a corner, holding her beloved music box in her hand, and the door that protected her tightly was chopped into pieces by an axe.

The face of the guy who chopped her music box gradually matched the thug in her brief memory. She let out a long howl, her face full of pain. She took a few steps back in fear, holding her head with her hands.

At this moment, a voice sounded in her mind.

[Control your desires, rather than being consumed by them. If you lose even the ability to control your instincts and become a complete puppet of gluttony, then I will have no choice but to give up this world.]

Xiaoliu didn't understand, she just held her head helplessly and curled up her body.

274 The Broken Cycle, a Warm Embrace

Her terrible performance was all related to that sudden voice.

To be more precise, this was the work of the chat group. The other party's body turned into a monster, but her consciousness was accurately protected by the chat group. She was not assimilated by this world, but she herself became disordered and collapsed.

However, Mono was right about one thing. Xiaoliu was indeed affected by the music box, but such crude means would only lead to more serious consequences.

This consequence will sooner or later turn into a price. Since it is a price, it will have to be paid sooner or later, no matter if it comes sooner or later.

In short, fear forced Xiaoliu to forget about protection and just shrink into the corner, shivering.

Mono looked at her, and the sword he had raised high and was about to chop down was suddenly stopped in mid-air. The heavy weight suddenly made him fall to the ground. The other party was so frightened and evasive that he couldn't bring himself to attack.

But the hesitation was short-lived, and he quickly raised the axe again and chopped it down hard.

Wait for me, wait for me, I will rescue you immediately.

The music box completely broke apart as it twitched, countless parts shattered and scattered all over the floor. Its deformed body also slowly shrank back to its original form.