"Hey, wake up, hey! Wake up!"
"Pop!"
Accompanied by shouts that were close at hand, two big-eared razors were slapped on Zhang Heng's face mercilessly. The metal palms absorbed the remaining warmth on the skin, and the coldness stimulated Zhang Heng's nerves, suddenly making him stop. He woke up from his coma.
"Fuck! Boss, please spare your life!"
Zhang Heng, who was lying on the ground, immediately got up with his head in his hands, shouting for mercy in a very unscrupulous manner.
"it's me……"
The muscles at the corners of the mouth of the man wearing a monocle twitched, and he reluctantly moved Zhang Heng's hands away so that he could see his face clearly.
"Who are you……"
Zhang Heng, who had his hands removed, calmed down slightly, and then he could clearly see the appearance of the person in front of him.
The person in front of me is a man wearing a gray sweatshirt. There is a small black mole between his eyebrows. He has side bangs and a pair of sharp eyebrows with peach blossom eyes. He is quite a bit like a popular star. a feeling of.
In his right eye, he is also equipped with a pair of exquisite monocles, with small data streams constantly flashing on them, which looks full of technology.
"Who the hell are you? Why do you look exactly like me..."
Zhang Heng seemed to have seen a ghost. He put his palms on the ground and crawled backwards desperately.
The man in gray didn't seem to expect that Zhang Heng would react like this after seeing him. His head was stuck, and he was stunned for a while. It took him a long time to hold back a sentence.
"you do not know me?"
"Should I say we know each other..."
Zhang Heng narrowed his eyes, stretched his neck forward, and as he spoke, he once again carefully observed the other person's appearance.
"Damn, the more I look at them, the more they look like each other, they are exactly the same..."
Zhang Heng was secretly surprised in his heart. Except for the addition of a pair of monocles on his face, the man in gray in front of him was exactly the same as him. So when Zhang Heng was observing the other person, he thought he was looking in the mirror. .
"Ahem, it seems you're really not good at it."
The man in gray clothes coughed dryly and straightened up.
The next second, he raised the mechanical left arm made of silver-white metal, pointed his palm at Zhang Heng on the ground, and asked sternly.
"Answer! Who are you, Wang Yu? How did you become a crossover?"
Following the question of the man in gray, his left arm shone blue and turned into dark red as he breathed. A large amount of spiritual energy poured out from his left chest and gathered forward, forming a ball in the palm of his hand. Restless red electric ball.
The moment the man in gray clothes asked the question, the originally low temperature around him seemed to have dropped a few degrees. The murderous intention that was about to condense into substance oppressed Zhang Heng's nerves, making him breathless.
"Wang Yu? How do you know Wang Yu? Who are you!"
The other party directly mentioned Wang Yu and the cross-border people, and his tone was obviously unkind. Naturally, Zhang Heng could not explain honestly. He could only maintain communication with the other party first, stabilize the situation, and then find opportunities to counterattack or It's an escape.
"I'll let you answer!"
But the man in gray didn't seem to have any intention of communicating with Zhang Heng in a friendly manner. He just raised the volume of the inquiry and at the same time slightly bent his fingers, as if to grasp the red electric ball in his palm.
Zhang Heng's pupils shrank. The electric ball in the palm of the man in gray was probably ball lightning, but why was it red?
He once saw a ball lightning generating device in Wang Yu's work cabin, but at that time Wang Yu said that the technology was not mature and no suitable materials could be found for the energy gathering device. Therefore, this weapon only existed in theory and could not be used. Actually made.
To this end, Wang Yu also specially used an optical brain to simulate the scene of a ball lightning attack for him.
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In the simulation screen, using his robotic arm as a carrier, blue-white ball lightning gathered in the ideal material in the palm of his hand. After charging, he slightly flexed his five fingers to catch the electric ball.
So when Zhang Heng saw the man in gray clothes in front of him raise his fingers, he knew that the other man was not joking with him.
But rather than exposing Wang Yu's whereabouts, Zhang Heng was more inclined to risk his own life.
"I'll answer your grandma!"
Having made up his mind, Zhang Heng suddenly let out a loud shout, and quickly rolled sideways, trying to avoid the opponent's palm. At the same time, he kicked off his right leg and pounced towards the man in gray!
The blue light on his left arm flashed, and the dark blade had already been embedded in the palm of his hand. Zhang Heng's killing action was actually an attempt to get close to the opponent directly, trying to trade his injury for his life!
The man in gray clothes saw that Zhang Heng had avoided most of his vitals from the shooting range and rushed towards him fiercely. Not only did he not have a panicked look on his face, but he raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that was just like that.
"It's really me, so confident, so naive..."
The man in gray twitched the corner of his mouth and blurted out an inaudible comment, but he didn't move even half a step. He just watched with a smile as the opponent's broken blade quickly struck towards his neck.
"Buzz!"
Just when the one-foot-long remnant blade was about to slit the gray-clothed man's throat, a harsh buzzing sound came from his chest and rippled around, like a piece of stubborn stone suddenly dropped into the calm lake. Stone, invisible ripples centered on him, forming a honeycomb-shaped blue shield on the surface of the body.
The dark remnant blade struck the honeycomb-shaped shield without any surprise, and its speed instantly stagnated, making it impossible to advance even an inch further.
"Drink! Break it for me!"
But Zhang Heng had no intention of retreating. Instead, he leaned forward and roared, as if he was trying to use all his strength to break through the blue shield.
"Reckless, don't know how to advance or retreat!"
The man in gray clothes inside the shield spoke calmly, as if the killing situation in front of him had nothing to do with him, and he looked like a spectator who was not involved.
But just as he said the word 'retreat', the blue shield around him surged, and Zhang Heng, including himself and his knife, was bounced away and fell to the ground not far away.
With a thought in his mind, the man in gray clothes dissipated the blue shield around him. He took a few steps forward, half-crouched in front of Zhang Heng, and said with a smile.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Zhang Heng. To be precise, I am Zhang Heng-659. You can also call me 659 to distinguish me."
As he spoke, the man in gray clothes who called himself Zhang Heng-659 grabbed the broken blade that fell on the ground and began to look at it carefully.
Zhang Heng could clearly feel that after the man in gray introduced himself, the strong and substantial murderous intent dissipated instantly, and the huge sense of oppression he had given him before disappeared.
"Yes, it is indeed a remnant blade that can only be held by cross-border people. Put it away and don't lose it."
After looking at it for a while, 659 threw the dark blade forward and landed on Zhang Heng's lower abdomen. It seemed that he had no intention of asking.
659 looked at the other person's guarded look and put away the broken blade, and couldn't help but chuckle, and said in a teasing tone.
"Why are you still wary? If I wanted to kill you, you would have died long ago. You can't even tell?"
"who are you!"
Zhang Heng, who was sitting on the ground, had already retracted the broken blade into the secret groove of his left arm. Although he asked, his tone was still very stiff. It was obvious that he had not recovered from the previous life-and-death crisis.
"Tsk, didn't I explain it? My name is Zhang Heng, Zhang Heng-659 to be exact."
"Are you Zhang Heng? Then who am I!"
Zhang Heng, who was sitting on the ground, obviously didn't believe 659's words and asked coldly.
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"Hey, your transformation is really full of wisdom. Wait, let me see who you are..."
659 said sarcastically, an expression of arrogance appeared on his face. Finally, he shook his head helplessly and reached out to touch the delicate monocle.
Following his movements, a certain function on the monocle was turned on, and a light green data stream quickly passed through the transparent mirror, reflecting in 659's deep eyes.
"Aha, 173! You are Zhang Heng-173."
659 seemed to have found the answer he wanted. He clapped his hands in an exaggerated manner, and the sound of palms hitting each other came out, which seemed so abrupt in the silent and empty night.
"What did you say? 173..."
Zhang Heng, who was sitting on the ground, stared blankly at the other party, obviously not understanding what 659 meant.
"What? You don't really think that you, Zhang Heng, are the only one looking for Lu Yu in this vast universe."
"How did you know I was looking for..."
Zhang Heng, who was called 173 by 659, was surprised, but before he could finish speaking, a rustling sound sounded in the darkness not far away, interrupting his words.
659 frowned and looked in the direction of the sound, but there was nothing there except a few clumps of dry grass.
Because 173 activated the forced escape mode, he was randomly teleported here without direction, and 659 just locked his coordinates and followed him.
659 actually knew very little about the world under the red moon. After all, this was just a world that deviated from the center line. He came here just to try his luck and see if he could collect useful information. information.
Therefore, 659 was also confused about the strange noise coming from the darkness.
Both of them were silent for a while, turning their heads to the location where the sound came from in unison.
"what is that?"
659 asked in a low voice, turning his gaze to Zhang Heng-173 who had climbed up from the ground.
"You ask me, I ask who to go to..."
Zhang Heng-173 muttered angrily, but before he could finish his words, he froze on the spot.
This was not because he saw any terrifying creature, but because the cheating system had new reminders in his mind.
The cold electronic sound, with a hint of meanness, sounded in his mind without warning.
"Ding! The calculation results show that there is a swarm of shadow insects around the host. An emergency mission is now triggered - find the insect nest and kill the insect king. The time limit is one day in the Red Moon World. The timer starts!"
"Note: This mission has been forcibly accepted and cannot be refused. If the mission fails, the host will be humanely destroyed."
Zhang Heng-173's face suddenly turned ugly, as if he had been fed a whole pound of feces.
"What the hell is an emergency mission?!"
“What the hell is irresistible?!”
"What else does it mean to humanely destroy the host if the mission fails?!!!"
659 noticed the changes in 173, thinking that the other party had discovered something, and quickly asked.
"I said 173, don't be stunned. Do you know something?"
I saw 173 showing him a smile that was even uglier than crying, with a look of despair. If 173 hadn't been right in front of him, 659 wouldn't have believed that he could still do it on his face. Such an extremely contradictory expression.
"Ahem, it's a creature called a shadow bug that's eyeing us. 659, what do you think?"
173 coughed dryly and said quietly to 659 beside him...
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