68 All living beings are like me

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Lu Ning removed the block on the compressor that should be regarded as the storage module and walked towards the giant. Of course, she needs to kill the other person first, which isn't difficult. After killing the giant, Lu Ning attached the box to the opponent's body. With a snapping and compressing sound that made people feel phantom pain, the huge body was easily sucked into her hand, which was about the same size as an ordinary pencil box. Inside the box. Lu Ning installed it back into the compressor, pressed the button, and as the three work indicator lights lit up one after another, a dark brown "bomb" with some green spots fell out of it.

All compressed bombs have a safety pick on the side. Just lift off the pick and you can throw it out. Whether it is hit hard or the pick is removed fifteen seconds later, the bomb will explode. It is all about speed and ease of use.

"Yes, I won't test the explosion." Lu Ning nodded.

"Then, please sign here on the receipt." The courier took out a document. After Lu Ning signed, everything around him immediately returned to normal. The courier bent slightly, then turned and left, disappearing into the air just like last time.

Lu Ning put the bomb in his pocket and walked out of the prison.

There are a total of four cells in this prison area. In addition to Lu Ning's cell, which has been smashed, another cell has been destroyed. Lu Ning turned around and walked to her cell, looking at the railings.

The entire prison is made of metal, as are the railings. However, the damaged railing revealed the grain of the wood. If this is not a way to cut corners, then what special method does the giant who just destroyed the prison have?

Lu Ning walked to the other two prisons that were still sealed. Inside a prison lay a fat man who was fast asleep, with dark purple skin, and some oil seemed to be flowing out of his skin. The person in the other prison was as skinny as a stick, staring blankly at a graffiti on the wall, without any answer no matter what he said.

Lu Ning, the unresponsive prisoner, yelled twice and ignored them. She continued to explore and found a place where a jailer or the like should be on duty. There was no one here. There were only some useless wooden boards and cups on the shelf in the corner, and they were also gathering dust. The only set of tables and chairs was placed in the middle. A half-burned candle was placed in a candlestick in the center of the table. There was nothing else. The thing that deserves more attention is a wooden box near the stairs. The wood has rotted a lot. She knocked off the lock and opened the box, and took out a key from inside.

Lu Ning had seen the appearance of the cell lock, but it did not match the size of the key. She walked towards the stairs. There was no upward direction. She walked down. After turning a corner, the stairs that continued forward were blocked by an iron door.

She opened the door with the key, then took out a sickle and tried it. The lock of the iron door could be easily cut off by the sickle, even without the key.

"……eccentric."

There must be something weird about that giant. This prison's ineffective sealing means can't hold people in at all. Is it possible to lock prisoners in it just by not allowing them to exit?

"To police the bad guys, right?"

If everything is like the events of the heavenly stems and earthly branches, then what happened in this prison should be depicted to make "the villains feel scared" to achieve such an effect. And if there is such loose management inside, are they meant to let others watch the prisoners inside killing each other?

Lu Ning thought about this problem and walked to the lower level.

There are also four prisons, and the conditions of the prisons are much better than those on her floor. At least the rooms are not rusty and the metal layer is intact. There was also nothing on the shelves in the duty area outside, and even this time there were no boxes. Lu Ning walked to the prison area and immediately heard several sneers.

Sitting in a cell was a man wrapped in a dirty white robe, with only a pair of sinister eyes exposed. After snorting twice, the man turned his head and stopped looking at Lu Ning.

"Hey, don't worry."

There was a bald young man sitting in another cell. He looked like an ordinary strong young man. He waved to Lu Ning with a smile: "That guy just likes to be mysterious, just don't pay attention to it. You Is he the new jailer?"

"No." Lu Ning said.

"No? Then you are a prisoner? Impossible, prisoners shouldn't be able to come out."

"Okay, I think... you can come out too."

Lu Ning would not be deceived by his harmless appearance. In fact, among the four cells, this man had the strongest flame of life, even stronger than the previous giant.

"I don't have the key, can you let me out?"

"You don't need a key." Lu Ning said, "There are sixteen prisoners here, but there are no supporting facilities. I think you and I both know..."

"Oops." The man crossed his legs, held his chin in his hand, and said with a smile, "You know?"

"You - here -"

"Let's make a bet." The man said, "If you can get out of here, you can tell me about the situation here and your guesses. I can even tell you some secrets, but if you lose, you can It’s better to be a prisoner in this cave within a cave for the rest of your life.”

"Are you a Heavenly Stem... or an Earthly Branch?" Lu Ning stared at the burning black flame.

"No, Executor." The man slowly stood up and grabbed the railings of the prison with both hands. "Don't you realize? All living beings are like me, and I am all living beings. There are so many living beings, which one is me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the railing was shattered in the man's hand and reassembled into a narrow-edged straight knife.

The sound of iron chains clattered around Lu Ning, the sickle hooked around, and the invisible prison was caught by her, while Lu Ning's eyes were extremely alert: "You can't lie to me."

"I don't need to lie. This place is how it is." The man turned the straight knife upside down and pointed the blade at his throat. "Executor, don't you want more powerful power? Beings like you cannot break through the shackles of time. , but we can. Come and see you - your power in the corner of time."

He thrust the blade into his own throat, and this time, the man's entire body began to break like glass.

Lu Ning grabbed an iron chain and pulled herself into the air. Several clouds of mist floated around her, protecting her front and back. The black flames within her field of vision were flying away like an explosion, and a crimson fire transformed from the black flames.

Because of their joint breakthrough characteristics, "Heavenly Stems" and "Earthly Branches" have always been suppressed by the executors as an integrated containment object, and their own characteristics after breakthrough have also prevented many people from making too strict distinctions between them.

But now, Lu Ning knows that she is facing the "Earthly Branches"... Yes, if they are really completely integrated, why do they distinguish between Kuang and Shen? Even if the statistics of Tiangan are looser, they should not be distinguished like this.

"Is there anything else on your mind?"

The man's voice rang in Lu Ning's ears, and dozens of figures were reflected in the broken glass-like space around him, each figure unclear. The automatic counterattack in the mist instantly found the scythe, but it collided with the blade in the air.

"They're all phantoms."

Even this space - it should be said that everything that makes up the glass-like shattering effect is a phantom, a unique phantom created by the Earthly Branches. The various aspects of living beings controlled by the "Earthly Branches" can simulate any life, including the red flame that Lu Ning recognized as human beings. The Earthly Branches can also be created.

"The humans, gods and demons recorded in those incidents..." Lu Ning blocked the attack from the side with a straight knife, but the chain used to block it was cut off by the blade. "Is it actually your credit?"

"I don't want you to make such a clear distinction between the earthly branches and the heavenly stems. However, there are records that those creatures were indeed born from the earthly branches." The man said with a smile, "You can think about these things slowly when you are alive, executor."

Card.

The space was broken again, and this time, Lu Ning saw a pair of sinister eyes. The man wrapped in a white cloth robe suddenly added more cracks in the space. A hand as skinny as a chicken's claw, holding a stone pestle, stretched out from the hole and tried to expand it. Allow the body to penetrate.

These prisoners...

"Sixteen prisoners, besides you and the one you killed, there are fourteen more." The man's voice seemed to float from a distance this time, "Do you know? Their endings have been revealed, so no matter what you do with this record, It doesn't matter."

"Are you giving me a hint, or are you trying to continue to mislead me?"

"Being able to think this way means that your quality as an executor is still good. Keep working hard."

The state of the earthly branches seems to be closer to a kind of spectatorship. And many intelligent containment objects seem to have this characteristic - they treat the executors with a condescending attitude and present them with some dangerous problems. If the executors do well, they will get some benefits, and if they do not take a single step, they will get some benefits. The difference is death.

"Thinking about something else?"

Very wrong.

Lu Ning does think about the opponent's flaws and ways to break the situation during the battle, but this process is usually very fast, not to mention that most of the surrounding fog is automatically defending, so she does not make mistakes during the battle due to distraction. But the other person can always detect when she is thinking.

My power in the corner of time?

Lu Ning immediately understood the reason. As a being who could control time, Earthly Branches could even capture fragments of each executor's future. In theory, every executor had the potential of a god-level core weapon.

But the man's attacks so far have not broken through her atomization, which is very unreasonable for a being with a god-level containment object as a backing. Lu Ning didn't think that after reaching the god level, he would still be helpless against the mad level.

At this moment, she felt a huge force hitting her. Even if the atomization was not affected, the strong wind still blew her away. Two other prisoners had also appeared at this time. One was an old man with a beard, holding a hammer in one hand. The other was a woman with a scar on her face, clutching a shield.

The sense of rupture in the space became more serious. Lu Ning raised his head and glanced at the four prisoners who appeared among the glassy shards, and then cut the ground under him with a wave of his hand - using a purple knife.

The Earthly Branches were very naughty. They arranged a mystery in this phantom space and then used a bunch of tricks to deceive her. Lu Ning knew this very well. But she can also feel that the secrets involving her god level have been borrowed just as Earthly Branches said. After all, you really need bait to fish.

The rule book makes it very clear from the beginning: in the event of an unexpected departure from the team, priority will be given to the rule book, and in the event of any conflict, the earliest memory shall prevail. In addition, the truth unanimously agreed by the executors cannot be trusted in the contained objects.

Being untrustworthy does not mean that every word spoken by the contained object is regarded as a lie, because if this is the case, it means believing that the contained object has always lied. It is not difficult for the contained object to take advantage of this. Lu Ning knew that she could only follow her own feelings and judgments, and she even needed to guess the "psychology" of the Earthly Branches.

The psychology of contained objects sounds a lot like some kind of black humor.

After Lu Ning landed, he smelled a mixed smell.

On the third floor down, the people imprisoned in the four prisons... can hardly be called human beings anymore. A prisoner holding a bottle filled with yellow-green liquid, covered in ulcers, but still smearing the contents of the bottle on his body to corrode the wounds, was the only one who barely looked like a human being here. The other three - one was hanging with a rope. Hanging in the prison; one buried his head in a water tank and his whole body was swollen; the last one's whole body was on fire. The stench here was the gathering of these four prisoners who didn't know whether they were alive or dead. No prisoner noticed Lu Ning's sudden intrusion.

However, Lu Ning didn't care whether they were humans or ghosts. The chains were thrown out, and the sharp sickles immediately cut off the railings of the four prisons, and then nailed them into each prisoner's body. They are alive, but they seem to be solidified and difficult to extract.

"Is that so?" Lu Ning tugged on the chain, pulled the hanging prisoner's body over, and slapped the compressor's storage module directly on him.

After the same sound of bones and flesh shattering, Lu Ning compressed the body and got a small dark purple ball.

Corpse? Still alive? She let go of the chains and quickly came to the guard place. Compared to the first two, there are a few more pieces of paper on the table here, with simple human portraits on them, a total of three men and one woman. The appearance of each of them can be said to be ordinary, but the appearance of the four prisoners on this floor is basically impossible to discern, and she has no way to compare them.

There was a cracking sound above the head, and it seemed that the space there had been cut open again. Lu Ning looked up and saw a hammer, but it just hit the prisoner's hand.

It seemed that... the behavior of breaking space that she witnessed with her own eyes was often related to when these illusions were harmed.

She narrowed her eyes, and before the other party could create more shattered space, she nailed the scythe into the prisoner's head and ripped him off directly.