69novels Chapter 110
Chapter 110
The merged world is very dangerous, and Qian Mu made preparations very early.
For the sake of oneself, the upper limit of the world view must be raised. However, even if the parts left after careful selection are relatively harmless, it is inevitable that there will be unstable "things" mixed in.
The original world is a thin piece of white paper, on which only the simplest lines are used to outline the shape of the world. It is he who holds the brush and leaves the patterns and colors he wants on the paper.
Sharp objects accidentally mixed with paint can scratch the paper, and bits of charcoal can smear a just-right painting.
With Qianmu's character of pursuing perfection to the level of faultfinding, it is naturally impossible for him to let the drawing paper become chaotic, and capable people such as Snake run around the world, abusing the power that ordinary people cannot resist.
Although it is impossible to threaten him, and it is not necessarily so unlucky, it can threaten the people he cares about, but as long as there is a slight "possibility", he will not tolerate the existence of this "possibility".
What's more, this is where he will live in the future.
The world he modifies at will out of his own liking cannot just collapse casually. No matter how much he cares about troublesome things outside of himself, he should take at least the responsibility.
Therefore, the protective measures against the entire world existed silently when his control over Jie Rong's ability was close to perfect.
"...Ah Yuan, I really deserve to be you."
When Agu learned about the new abilities he gained after upgrading, he didn't know whether to say that this man was relieved and didn't mind, or he was still holding grudges... Sure enough, he was still holding grudges with a smile!The obsession is not so deep that it is terrifying, and it is impossible to be so accurate in marking!
"I seem to hear you complaining about me in your heart, how can this be, Agu, I am obviously thinking about the innocent people all over the world, if I let them suffer the disaster, I will be punished again .”
"The truth is that's true, but—you can allow it to appear when you need it. You must have it. Whether you use it or not, if someone else has it, you don't want to use it...whatever! Ah Yuan is so overbearing. .”
"No, don't use that word, it feels like it's going to develop in a strange direction. I'm just an ordinary health care enthusiast with a little sense of social responsibility... Not everyone is as restrained as I am. Instead of letting them hold Toys that don’t work are messing around, it’s better to confiscate the toys in advance, so that everyone can live a safe and peaceful life together.”
"The aura of the parents has come out, but I have seen through the essence! The truth is that the parents are super-super troublesome, so they just collectively cut everything across the board, right!"
"Oh, um, half and half?"
"Brother Xiu's mantra is not used to divert the focus!"
"Okay, yes, it's very troublesome, and I really want to vent my anger by the way. Agu's human psychology course is not bad."
"Hehehe, your level is just average, you are still far behind Ah Yuan~ Oh yes, Ah Yuan took revenge well! I support you to keep going! Bundle the villains who bullied you into balls!"
It seems that only in the leisurely dialogue between the people behind the scenes and their partners, the world has undergone great changes again and again when they know nothing about it.
The red-haired man is in the world, but he seems to have transcended the rotation of the world. He slowly raised his head in the vast and lonely void, and after carefully admiring the magnificent painting in front of him, he stretched out his hand——
The slender and fair right hand, which is most suitable for playing the piano, pulled out a chain from the void.
The left hand that was full of cracks under the glove and destroyed by the script of fate caught one end of the chain, and just like that, lightly hung the chain on the paper painting of the world.
After winding for a few weeks, he slightly raised his hand to sort out the oblique trajectory, and the two ends of the chain were tightened suddenly under his deep gaze.
- Whoops!
——Click, click, click...
It doesn't matter, it won't be strangled too tightly, hurting the ignorant and fragile life inside.
Instead, it was a necessary restriction to protect them.
Just like what Agu said, for his own needs, Qianmu allowed the existence of supernatural power beyond the ordinary, and he also had to obtain the power enough to crush all crises as insurance.
But he has this power and doesn't want to use it, because he likes a peaceful and stable life.
That being the case, heaven and earth should also return to peace with him.
The chains that bound him until he couldn't breathe were torn off by him and reused, becoming a tool to block the increasingly bizarre world.
Lock the specified range, and all magical powers that exceed the limit given by him will be weakened to harmless in an instant. This is how Snake was shocked when he came to the island country and found that he was several times weaker overnight. reason.
——It can exist, but whether it can be used and how much it can be used depends on the mood of the man who stares at the world with bloody eyes behind the layers of chains.
Agu's evaluation of him is also really appropriate. Yuan Qianmu is no longer a person who can be summed up as "willful". It is completely okay to say that he is arrogant and arrogant.
It can be said that he doesn't care at all.
These restrictions currently only block the island country, and are covering the whole world with the progress of the integration of the world. Qianmu himself is also within the restricted range, but the situation is different from the past, and there is no sense of oppression of being restricted at all.
Because he could break the chains anytime he wanted.
For example at this moment.
"Although there are only a few thorns that are not enough to prick people, there is still a risk of scratching people if you hold it in your hand and wave it around."
In the eyes of the red-haired man who held the tinder in his hand, the vicious killer who recklessly played with and killed countless people, seemed to be just a naughty child who didn't know the rules.
For some people, it is still a little dangerous for the "toy" to fall into the hands of such a brat—especially the police officer Zhu Fu who seems to have fallen asleep.
There was no need to discipline him, so he smiled at Snake who was frozen to death in his conscious world:
"So, let me keep it for you."
Snake has no right to object.
The man untied a chain with satisfaction as he acquiesced.
As if the dam that cut off the river surface was suddenly dismantled, the original river water could only leak out a small stream, but now the blocked river tide is free, and immediately rushes down with joy, so powerful that it seems to swallow the tranquility downstream in an instant the plains—
But before the tragedy happened, the frantically pouring river disappeared out of thin air.
Snake's ability to manipulate dreams, as well as the rather powerful mental power after letting go, were all swallowed up by another person at the same time.
Just like the waves that were just rolled up with joy, they were scattered by the larger Kuroshio, and quickly disappeared into the frozen deep sea thousands of miles away.
After a while, Snake's figure gradually disappeared.
In the center of the deep sea, the red-haired man who became alone again opened his eyes.
Pause for a few seconds to judge how much supplement you have received.
Well, it's okay, a little more than expected.
The price of changing the plot is the price, and it depends on his own strength. It stands to reason that the price this time forces him to stay in the conscious world for seven days, and he has to stay for a full seven days. No matter what method he uses during the period, he cannot leave early .
However, thanks to the gift from this guest who came all the way, although Qian Mu's consciousness will have to wait a few more days before returning to his body, he can leave the icy and snowy place where he is tired of staying, and go to the next door to "drop in".
……
Zhu Fu Jingguang was having a nightmare.
It's a bit sad to say, he is like an old acquaintance of nightmares, since he was a child, he seems to have escaped from the nightmare life in a few days-probably because his subconscious is easily affected by reality, and he is unlucky, always encountering To the bad things that make me sad and depressed.
The content of the nightmare changed again.
This time he managed to escape by chasing and chasing the stray cat he was trying to protect, instead of blowing himself up into ashes in his dream.
But the new tricks seem to be worse.
The cat with unpredictable personality, erratic whereabouts, and red hair, a rare breed, shattered before his eyes.
Starting from the fingertips of the left hand, the entire arm was shattered into pieces of various sizes, and for some reason no blood flowed out.
It was completely broken, the red-haired friend still had his eyebrows bent, and he no longer had a smile on his pale face, as if a self-made law required that he could only show the most safe and flawless side in front of them .
"Don't be sad, didn't you fight again? Look, it's still fine, and it can be used normally."
"...stop for me."
Zhu Fu Jingguang has risen.
In his dream, he could finally clenched his fists and exploded with the anger of wanting to eat people: "Yuan Qianmu, look in the mirror yourself and talk to me. With your current appearance, how can you have anything to do with 'good'?" Relationship? Tell me, where?!"
"Ah, actually it's out of hand..."
"I can't say it myself, can I? Forget it, I know."
Zhu Fu Jingguang took the initiative to ignore the perfunctory words that the dream and phantom copied himself, but it was useless to listen to it, because the truth was too thin.
He no longer has the mood to try his best to dig out the real part from the stagnant water. When he is awake during the day, he can still comfort himself with his friends who still need to take good care of him. Now, the thick layer of dust accumulated at the bottom of the dream is all left by the master after all kinds of self-torture. down depression.
After a long silence, Zhu Fu Jingguang seemed to exhale the strength to support himself with a long sigh, and did not see his friend's left hand stretched out towards him, as if to show him.
He didn't know why he couldn't move, couldn't turn around, couldn't sit down, couldn't look away from the front, and could only stare blankly at the "real" imagination in front of him.
He still doesn't know the specifics of Yuan Qianmu's encounter, but the speculation he draws from the details is enough to make his worries deep enough to turn into nightmares.
The background of the nightmare is a laboratory with white lights... perhaps mixed with the part of the interrogation room.
In a strange laboratory, except for the blood-stained operating table in the middle, other instruments and facilities are vague.
Zhu Fujingguang has never seen the interior of the organization's laboratory, so this part can only be roughly shown. The clearest part is the side—the opposite side of the operating table, the dark place against the wall that cannot be penetrated by light.
He had been to the organization's interrogation room before, when he was still a newcomer "Lvchuanhang", he was led there by the "predecessor" Brandy at that time.
The subject of the interrogation happened to be a traitor who escaped and was captured. Brandy did it himself. The newcomer who had never seen this terrifying battle stood by the wall. From noon to night, he knew it was a warning and a deterrent. .
A long time has passed, but because the scene at that time was too cruel, I couldn't forget it even if I wanted to. Now it is dug up and reused, and it has become the material of nightmares.
Hanging all over the wall, and extending to the mottled brackets and the torture tools on the cold table.
It was like being nailed to death in the middle of the torture tools, almost shrinking into a charred black corpse under the torment, but being forcibly stretched and stretched, the trembling and dead shadow.
The "senior", who is usually easy to talk to newcomers, stepped into the field he is best at, and quietly completed the alternation of light and dark.
——Advice from seniors, the fate of a traitor is very, very ugly.
——However, it is really rare to see this degree of difficulty, so it is not a good thing to say that the bones are too hard.Well, if you can hold back your mouth, let's take a look at Luchuan, a rare picture that is rarely seen in a year.
Like a basement soaked in a dark sewer, suddenly there was a little light. It turned out that the "senior" finished his advice, then ignored the slightly ugly newcomer, and lit a cigarette as if no one was there.
The flames flickered in Brandy's black and gray cold pupils. Behind him, the traitor who had survived the first stage of interrogation was silent. Under the iron shackle, there was only a piece of blood mud without bones.
Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't remember the traitor's face at that time, but at this moment, he looked forward in a trance, and when he saw the traitor being interrogated had red hair and red eyes that burned into his vision, he almost lost his mind immediately.
This is... the cruel scene that he hadn't wanted to think about but had to think about these past few days.
It is basically certain that Yuan Qianmu is a traitor to the Black Organization.
To be precise, he was a traitor from an organization, and he was discovered without any accident. Compared with other traitors, he was a little "luckier" in that the organization didn't kill him, but let him survive with a different identity and start anew. "Desperately" returned to the organization.
Jiang Qiyuan seems to be living a much more comfortable life than Yuan Qianmu. Not only is he healthy, rich and powerful, but also has Digimon. The pressure of the organization, opening the back door to take advantage of the stupidity of the same period——
asshole.
The squad leader and the others are still being targeted.
Even if the antecedent is missing, Zhu Fu Jingguang can still deduce the consequences from the consequences. As soon as Hagiwara Kenji and Matsuda Jinpei "disappeared" on the front feet, "Ezaki Gen" fell miserably on the back feet in the wooden house of his hometown. It doesn't matter if the clothes are tissue, he just swallowed the [-] million dollars without blinking.
The price... huh, the price.
Alone and alone with a diamond, he escaped in embarrassment. In order to avoid being tracked by the "zoo", he had to cut off contact with the outside world, and fell down in a cold wooden house without dripping water for three days. , is there a price that must be paid?
This is just this time... Compared with the confidential information sent in the past, it is nothing at all.What about before?What price did Yuan Qianmu pay to be able to smile at him and say it's okay with this perfect posture?
Interrogation... can't be avoided no matter what. For traitors who haven't touched the secrets, they will be tortured to death. Tough guys who have been trained undercover may not be able to resist. The interrogation methods used on Qianmu will only be more cruel ... At that time, his body was still very weak, and he was so haggard that he worried that he would disappear with the wind even if he touched it. How did he survive it?
Ah, it makes sense if you think about it that way, the organization also knew that the fragile body couldn't hold on, so maybe they didn't interrogate him right away, but first...
It should be a human experiment, right?The purpose of the experiment can't be guessed, but the additional product seems to be to blow up the arm of a living person, and then put it back together... Not necessarily, if the hand on the Ferris wheel is already used as punishment, it is deliberately blown up Broken?After all, it's still a fight.
It sounds like gibberish, but if it is the organization that can even rejuvenate its youth, it is not impossible, it is completely impossible to master even more unbelievable technology.
After that, it went back to the interrogation, even if Qian Mu showed enough value to be used, he couldn't get around it.
It is both a warning and a deterrent—it is still an unforgettable [brand] burned into the flesh and blood.
There is one more layer of truth than the truth realized by "Lvchuan Airlines".
The organization will not allow a "traitor" who has forgiven once to betray a second time, so the impression must be deeply painful to ensure that it will not be forgotten in the next life.
Zhu Fu Jingguang felt very sad just thinking about it.
His friend is obviously a wild cat who is afraid of pain and lazy. A cat should be free. Wherever it wants to go and what it wants to do, it can do as it pleases. It's better to wait a while.
Talking about tying up the cat so as not to run around and injure themselves are all angry words, they don't know if they have the ability?
However, the cat was caught and put on a collar connected with a thick iron chain. The other end of the iron chain went deep into the crow's nest, and it couldn't see where it ended at a glance.
The nightmare staged the reality of Zhu Fu Jingguang's imagination, and the scene was extremely realistic.
...the red-haired man was tied to a rusty rack.
Most of the time it is calm, and occasionally the red eyes that flashed with strange brilliance are tightly closed.
The man's body, which had finally plumped up, returned to emaciation, and the red hair was wet with blood, and the only proof was that the hair was sticking to his pale cheeks, and the water stains that slid down were red.
The iron chain full of bloody smell was almost embedded in his right arm, cutting open the bloody flesh and flesh, exposing the white bone underneath, while the other arm was missing, and the shoulder was empty.
The phantom interrogating him was replaced by Zhu Fu Jingguang with brandy. The skinny man patted his blood-spattered black windbreaker as he remembered, and then casually walked forward——
Except that the trampled shackles sank deeper, there was no loud sound.
Brandy lifted his foot and stepped on the deepest wound in front of the red-haired man, a gushing of blood wet his soles, and he continued to push harder, and slowly rolled down a few times, as if he wanted to squeeze out the wound. Specific internal organs in the body.
More blood came out, and there was no trace of whiteness on the body covered with torture marks.
"Well……"
Zhu Fu Jingguang was dumbfounded. Seeing his friend's pained face, his restrained body trembling slightly, a muffled groan leaked from the depths of his throat, and the dark red blood couldn't cover his pale and nearly white lips.
"It's almost enough. I'm going to get tired of repeating it again." Brandy said helplessly, and the strength of his feet continued to increase, as if he was discussing with the subject of torture, "Give our colleagues a little face, and you will be honest. Is it alright? The higher-ups still want to save your life, and I can’t play you to death, so it’s meaningless to force it down like this.”
Brandy opened the red-haired man's eyelids, as if to confirm the degree of dilation of the man's pupils. After confirming, he took a dose of medicine from the shelf on one side.
The veritaserum developed by the organization itself can take effect immediately after being injected into the body of the interrogation subject. The effect is excellent, but the side effects are also extremely serious.
"Huh? Can you hear me? You should still be conscious. Let me say it again..."
"—say everything you're dead on, Glendronach. Then, hold on, at least don't die until the interrogation is over, I'll be in trouble if you die."
The voice of "Senior" was gloomy and cold. He was holding a needle filled with medicine, and the other hand was stuck under the red-haired man's jaw. His eyes scanned the blood-stained neck, as if looking for a suitable injection site.
This move, which was full of signs of crisis, further stimulated the owner of the nightmare who was forced to stay in place.
Zhu Fu Jingguang was able to move suddenly.
"stop……!"
His gentle blue eyes were red, like a leopard struggling violently and finally breaking free, roaring and rushing forward.
Not to mention the phantom in Brandy's dream, even if Brandy himself was here, he would die a miserable death in an instant.
Zhu Fu Jingguang grabbed Brandy's hand holding the needle like lightning, and had already finished the forward movement of twisting backwards, but he didn't want an accident to interrupt him.
The dying friend on the rack suddenly opened his eyes.
"..."
I took a rough look at "myself" and the environment I was in.
Qian Mu: "?"
As soon as he came here, he was automatically replaced by a very... strange image by the dream.
If he didn't have dementia, the last time he was so miserable was when the world of the first fusion was shredded into a sieve.
That was the first and only time.
Officer Zhu Fu could imagine it very well, so he almost greeted him on the tiger bench. Would you like some more red-hot soldering iron to add to the fun?
After living for so long, the man who hadn't been interrogated finished admiring his friend's rich imagination, then raised his head, and met a pair of dull cat eyes that had just returned from dull resentment.
Officer Zhu Fu was probably surprised by his friend's "resurrection".
Indeed, one second he was bloody and miserable, and he simply engraved the words "beautiful, strong and tragic" on his forehead, and the next second he was covered in scars and blood, and "lived" as if nothing had happened...
"Uh."
Zhu Fu Jingguang frowned, trying to shake his head to wake himself up: "It's strange, this one is obviously calm, but it just feels like the soul is despising my eyes... Am I dreaming?"
"Yes, otherwise." Qian Mu affirmed his muttering.
"Oh, like this……"
Zhu Fu Jingguang seemed to understand something.
No, he didn't understand anything.
"Even if this is a dream, reality is not much better than a dream!"
The police officer who firmly believed that he had grasped the "truth" was extremely stubborn, and stared at his inexplicable friend with reddish eyes: "I tell you Yuan Qianmu, it's useless if you try to find excuses to fool me. Have you lied to me? Such a simple and easy-to-guess fact...you don't need to guess, it's already laid out...in front of me!"
He continued as if giving up on himself:
"This point, you can never get rid of this annoying problem, I can't get rid of my anger until I beat you up!"
"You bastard...you'll just leave us behind, and you never thought about letting us catch up! ——Uh, your hands grew out all of a sudden?!"
Qian Mu: "...Hey, because it wasn't broken in the first place."
How should I put it?In fact, not only were they not thrown away, but without their knowledge, they were trapped in the safe zone he had drawn by himself due to his worsening personality...
This kind of words seems to be keeping them in captivity, so it must not be said.
That's all.
"Let me tell you this, King."
After being hoisted by the chains and having to leave the ground with both feet, Qianmu used the ability recovered from the naughty kid to slightly modify the details of the dream. First, he removed the mess all over his body and changed back to a magnanimous appearance.
Putting on a white windbreaker, he brushed his braids behind him, turned to look at his friend who was stunned again: "Reality is cruel to most people, and it was to me a long, long time ago... But you can rest assured, What I have now is a genuinely easy script."
"What script are you talking about?"
Zhu Fu Jingguang still didn't believe it, that's right, the guy who smiled as soon as he appeared, couldn't believe a word!
"Really, the basic trust between friends is gone." Qian Mu sighed, and simply gave a live demonstration to the stupid police officer.
"Do you think this guy can torture me to extract a confession? Hey, what are you thinking about all day long? Don't think about it. Just ask him, does he dare?"
Both eyes turned to the nightmarish guest invited by Zhu Fu Jingguang at the same time—Since Qianmu himself came to "stop in", he has become a tool-like brandy with empty eyes.
But when Qian Mu looked over, the eyes of the tall and thin man in the blood-stained black windbreaker were suddenly in a daze, as if someone had grabbed a sliver of consciousness from a very far away and stuffed it into the body of this temporary tool man.
After working overtime for one night and one whole day, the exhausted Brandy had just closed his eyes when he had a nightmare that could scare him to death.
He dreamed that he suddenly appeared in a weird interrogation room, and before he could complain about why there was an operating table in the interrogation room, it was so messy and unhygienic, his sharp eyes gave him another blow .
There are three people in the interrogation room including him.
They are unknown passers-by x1 covered in mosaics.
Also covered in mosaics, but a well-known passer-by x1 with the text logo [Dr.
Brandy:"?"
Always remember, there will be reverberations?He doesn't want to know what Joseph Alex looks like at all, and he doesn't want to meet him in his dream immediately after working overtime!
Brandy performed an out-of-body experience on the spot.
And when his ears were sharp, he suddenly heard that "Dr. Alex" asking him if he dared to do something to him.
"..." Brandy lowered his head, looked at the blood spilling from under his feet, and then looked at the pretty red torture rack behind him.
His out-of-body soul was frightened back again.
"I dare not." Brandy replied calmly, then took out the gun hidden under the windbreaker, and shot himself in the temple.
--boom!
Brandy quickly escapes from the terrifying nightmare world.
"Did you see it?" Qian Mu smiled.
Zhu Fu Jingguang: "..."
There are too many slots, but he didn't know where to start complaining, and after he hesitated to speak...
"How can things in dreams be counted!"
"Sometimes he said that dreams cannot be taken seriously, and another moment he said that dreams are the same as reality, Jing, you are in enough trouble."
Zhu Fu Jingguang coughed lightly: "This is different. Dreams can't be taken seriously, but it doesn't mean that there is no real part in the dream..."
"Okay, then let me tell you why I can be so confident."
"why?"
"Because I'm the man you and Zero dreamed of twisting into the electric chair and pressing the power button with your own hands."
"……what?"
"The boss of the black organization."
"It's like this. In fact, I'm an undercover agent sent by the Black Organization to lurk in the island country's public security. The code name is—uh, um, Scotland!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, a bottle of fake wine, it's boring."
"What you said is more false than mine!"
"What if it's true?"
"In case... In case, I can't imagine it. Let me tell you, don't make such a terrible joke if it's a dream. Be careful, I'm serious!"
"It's okay to try to be serious."
The truth is right in front of you, but a friend who naively refuses to believe it.
It's okay to believe.
Because you will forget after waking up, this opportunity to approach the truth is destined to be missed by you.
"It's strange to believe you, idiot, you are so dishonest in my dream..."
"Oh, I don't need to say more about who is the idiot. Then Jing Guang, the idiot, don't you feel terrified chatting in this place?"
Qian Mu pointed to the set that can be used to shoot horror movies on the spot: "How about a change? I think, go to a place with more beautiful scenery, preferably warmer."
Zhu Fu Jingguang just said: "How to change it? I really don't know how to do it."
The best memory in his mind suddenly emerged uncontrollably.
So the nightmare scene also switched.
When the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, the noisy but vigorous police academy...a nightmare has become a long-lost dream.
"Qianmu..."
Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his hand subconsciously, and the sleeve of the police cadet's blue uniform hit his eyes. There was a little weight on the top of his head, and a police cap was still pressing on it.
"Jing—Hurry up and grab someone and drag him over!"
"Little—Qian—Mu—what are you dawdling about! Come and take a group photo! My pose is ready!"
"If Ling wants to stand in the middle, let him stand in the middle. If the light is not good in the corner, he might not be able to be photographed if his face gets dark—uh, Fugu Ling! You want to fight again, don't you!"
"Ah, hey, you guys, can you set an example for the freshmen, who are still so noisy after graduation. Jing and Qianmu ignore them, come and take pictures, Mr. Fujiwara will come over with the camera."
Zhu Fu Jingguang remembered.
This was the day they took their graduation group photo. Qian Mu originally said that he didn’t like to take pictures, and he didn’t want to keep them. At first, he refused to take pictures with them. Everyone took turns to show their affection (coercion and temptation), and Fujiwara After some persuasion from the teacher, he reluctantly agreed to take pictures.
Even if he agreed, he was still at the end. It was Zhu Fu Jingguang who hooked his neck and pulled him to the chosen photo location, under the most gorgeous cherry blossom tree.
"—Qianmu?"
Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had turned back to his 22-year-old appearance, looked around nervously, thinking that his red-haired friend had disappeared again, but soon found him not far behind.
What he saw was not the slightly pale and slender red-haired young man in the blue uniform with the police cap on his hands.
The red-haired man who was much older than them stopped behind, smiling and staring at him, staring at the four young people fighting together behind him.
The spring breeze is warm.
Cherry blossoms are also so beautiful.
"It's so warm..."
The man said softly.
"I want to stay here until the sea of ice melts."
"So—would you like to welcome me, King?"