semi-system weapon

Chapter 49

PS: Qingming, go to the grave, the chapter in the afternoon will be delayed, insist on three shifts a day, and never break your promise.

"Just now, I almost killed someone."

In the interstellar world of Martial Kings, Zhang Yuan sat powerlessly next to Mo Bai. He didn't have Kai, and his eyes just stared blankly at his hand. Just now, when Zhang Jie yelled that he was a waste, his hand almost instinctively To draw a knife at the waist.

"Zhang Yuan, in fact, if a person only kills in the game world forever, it will lead to psychological distortion."

Mo Bai's voice became serious. Zhang Yuan looked up at Mo Bai in shock. The latter nodded affirmatively to show that he heard correctly.

"Have you ever had the feeling recently that you in the game and in reality are not the same person, but two different people enjoying a connected memory?"

"You mean split personality."

Before Mobai’s analogy was finished, Zhang Yuan had already spoken out decisively. When he said this, Zhang Yuan’s face was slightly pale. It’s not that he hadn’t thought about this idea, but every time he thought of this possibility, he would immediately deny it. He dare not think.

"Should I see a doctor?"

Zhang Yuan became a little at a loss, with split personality. Although he has never seen such a patient, the horror of this disease has been exaggerated by movies and TV in his previous life. Everyone knows that the split personality develops in the later stage and may even lead to a relationship with ghosts. The tragedy of the upper body being completely indistinguishable.

"Doctors seem to be unable to cure this disease. The only person who can heal is yourself."

Mo Bai smiled helplessly, as if he felt the same about Zhang Yuan's situation, "Interstellar Martial King has been around for such a long time, and it's not like you haven't had a disease like yours before, and the only person who was successfully cured of the disease in the past used it. The way is to synchronize reality and games."

Synchronize.

Zhang Yuan was taken aback for a moment, and he couldn't help nodding when he recalled the feeling of wanting to fight that often appeared these days. Perhaps it is really necessary to synchronize with reality to prevent his personality from splitting into two different personalities in the game and in reality.

It's just that, in real battles, Zhang Yuan's long knife seems to be easily uncontrollable to kill people, and he can't let Huo Tianen know that he has extremely strong fighting power.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuan couldn't help frowning again, and Mo Bai beside him noticed his reaction in time.

"As long as you make up your mind, I can help you arrange everything, fight, kill, everything can be done in secret, and there will never be any trouble."

Zhang Yuan suddenly turned his head to look at Mo Bai, he believed that the latter was definitely not joking with him, and also believed that since the latter said so, he would definitely do it, but he never thought that Mo Bai, a child could have such ability.

"I, let's think about it."

After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Yuan still didn't dare to agree to Mo Bai immediately, but when he said this, Zhang Yuan didn't see the complex flashing in the depths of Mo Bai's eyes.

The next day, when Zhang Yuan and the fat man went out, Huo Tianen hadn't gotten up yet. Looking at Huo Tianen's closed door, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but feel a little complicated. This cheap old man was not nice to him most of the time, cold and ruthless, but , but sometimes it moved him a little bit.

Feeling, when Zhang Yuan went out, Fatty followed Zhang Yuan obediently when he was doing these things, the more he came into contact with Zhang Yuan, the more shocked Fatty felt.

From connecting the weapons at the scene to the terrifying aura last night, Zhang Yuan became more and more mysterious and powerful in Fatty's eyes. Even if Zhang Yuan is not Huo Tianen's son, Fatty would never dare to provoke Zhang Yuan.

"Brother Yuan, last night..."

After following halfway, the fat man finally couldn't help but want to ask about the terrifying aura emitted by Zhang Yuan last night. However, just as he spoke, Zhang Yuan's gaze was already looking at him coldly. It's stuck in my throat and I can't get it out.

"Brother Yuan, idol, can you stop looking at me like that."

Although Fatty's strength is not extremely strong, it is definitely not weak under the level, but at this moment, being stared at so coldly by Zhang Yuan, Fatty suddenly felt that he couldn't even move his feet, and his muscles all over his body It was as if they were all dying at the same moment.

"Who are you and why are you following me?"

Zhang Yuan's voice sounded icy cold, and his gaze towards Fatty became colder and colder. This gaze only shocked Fatty, who had already been terrified enough, to be unable to move.

"Brother Yuan, idol, I'm Xingyu, the fat Xingyu you've always called, don't scare me."

Under Zhang Yuan's cold voice, Fatty's voice finally turned into tears, and he shouted in a pleading tone, but this tone did not make Zhang Yuan's eyes gentle at all.

"stop."

Just when the fat man was terrified, Zhang Yuan suddenly shouted in panic, and at the same time his figure disappeared in place.

The fat man carrying the long knife suddenly felt his shoulders lighten, and turned his head subconsciously, only to see a vague figure like Zhang Yuan who quickly raised the knife, but only half of the way the fat man's world had fallen into boundless darkness.

"Zhang Yuan is so perverted."

This was Fatty's last thought, out of admiration for Zhang Yuan's powerful blade skills, Fatty didn't even care who knocked him out.

After waking up leisurely, the world in front of Zhang Yuan gradually became clearer. However, the sight he saw shocked him. There were ruins, weeds everywhere, bits and pieces, and some dead bodies lying on their backs not far from him. place, the pungent smell of blood made his stomach churn one after another.

In the game, Zhang Yuan didn’t know how many people he had killed and how many corpses he had seen. Among them were many extremely terrifying corpses that he personally created. However, in the real world, Zhang Yuan saw so many corpses and their miserable appearance for the first time. Falling in the ruins, this brought a kind of extremely depressive fear to the heart of the otaku.

Zhang Yuan took a few steps back in a panic, his heels tripped on something and he almost fell down. Fortunately, the months of hard training in the Interstellar Martial King World made his agility rise to a relatively acceptable value, and he twisted his body a few times with difficulty. He didn't fall hard, but just lost control of a part of his body because of fear and sat down on his buttocks.

Sitting there stupidly, Zhang Yuan stared at the desolate scene in horror and couldn't help pressing his forehead fiercely. He forgot how and why he came here.

"Zhang Yuan."

Suddenly, a faint and familiar voice came to my ears.

Zhang Yuan followed the sound and turned around to look, his eyes widened suddenly, a trace of rage and violent aura appeared on his body, behind him, not far from him, Mo Bai was lying there covered in blood.

"Mobai."

Zhang Yuan stumbled and crawled over to hug Mo Bai, "How are you? Can you hold on? What is this place? How can we go back to the city."

Looking at Mo Bai's appearance at this moment, Zhang Yuan was really terrified, extremely terrified. Although the previous scene was terrifying, Zhang Yuan was still able to hypnotize himself, but now Mo Bai's appearance is very obvious, not far from death, which makes Zhang Yuan Yuan was extremely terrified, he was afraid that Mo Bai would die, and he was even more afraid that he would die too.

(End of this chapter)