Chapter 150 Two Selves
Chapter 150 Two Selves
Chapter 150 Two Selves
It was Ye Wucheng who opened the door.
"Have you found a way to get out of here?"
Feng Mian nodded, there should be a solution, but the feasibility is not high, and the chance of success is not high.
After all, even if he knew about the change in the laboratory, he didn't know if he could find the exit in a short time.
You have to wait until you go in to know everything.
Ye Wucheng seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and his whole body turned into a skeleton: "Our time is running out, Xiao Liu was sent back some time ago, but his condition is not very good."
He stood at the door and didn't come in: "We probably don't have much time. The next one is either you or me. If your method doesn't work before then, there is no choice to turn back."
Feng Mian asked him: "Do you have any other options?"
He suddenly smiled: "No, my solution is to pull a few more people to back them up. Anyway, it's a dead end, and I can't make it easy for them anyway."
"Then you are really a genius." Feng Mian laughed angrily, this guy is really a steel plate, if someone wants to punch him through, that person will also be scratched.
He comforted Ye Wucheng: "Don't worry, it's not the last moment yet."
Ye Wucheng turned and went back to his room: "This should be the last blood draw."
Feng Mian also thinks so, the next time a researcher comes, it will be when the next stage of the experiment begins.
He sat on the stool and quietly waited for the researcher to draw blood.
His head started to hurt again, but the pain couldn't hurt him yet. He felt the power of gradually increasing physical strength, and just waited for the time to come.
"boom."
There was a sound outside, Feng Mian raised his head, but no one came in.
After a while, there was a click from the door. He walked to the door and just turned the handle. The next second, the door was completely dismantled and replaced with a new, stronger metal door.
He looked from the window, and several staff members removed his glass window and reinstalled the metal window, and there was no glass, and the metal window could not let in any light.
The room was instantly enveloped in darkness.
Fengmian stood in the dark, listening to the noise of electric drill construction.
In the afternoon the researcher came.
"Dong dong dong."
The door raised his eyelids, and he wanted to laugh a little. Since when did the people of Jade Bird become so polite, and even learned to knock on the door before entering.
A figure in protective clothing walked in.
"Are you a new researcher? I've never seen you before." He said sarcastically.
Just as Feng Mian got used to the darkness, his eyes were dazzled by the light at the door. He squinted his eyes and looked towards the door.
That person...is me...
To be precise, it was the first time he entered the crack in the building.
There is something wrong with Feng Mian's memory now, he had already forgotten these trivial things.
He just remembered that when he entered the crack for the first time, he had seen a boy like himself in Blue Bird.
At this time, it was as if my brain was electrified, and suddenly I remembered the previous details.
He knew that Ye Wucheng was a "mirror", but he couldn't remember why he knew Ye Wucheng was a "mirror", and he lost a lot of this memory.
Feng Mian only remembered now, because seeing Chen Wu also killed Ye Wucheng, they left through the gap.
What is the situation now?dream?Space-time overlap?
Why do two selves appear here at the same time?
Isn't the fragmented world I'm in now the crack that my previous self came out of?Then why did he become number seven?Why did the fragmented world come to the church earlier in time?
Feng Mian's head ached violently, a force was preventing him from recalling everything.
Those memories slipped past his eyes in fragments, and they were clearly displayed in front of his eyes, but Feng Mian couldn't connect them together, and couldn't think about them.
He sat on the spot, calming the waves in his mind.
The other party stayed where he was after seeing him.
Feng Mian looked at his other self expressionlessly: the young man stood there in a daze, his delicate face was full of blank astonishment, he looked at himself in disbelief.
A malicious ridicule suddenly appeared in his heart, he didn't expect that he looked so stupid at the beginning, he really looked like a goose, no wonder everything always went wrong.
After several months of mental torture, Feng Mian felt that he seemed a little distorted.
In many late nights, when he was thinking about everything in the past, he could always come up with some better and more perfect coping methods, and at the same time, he sighed why he didn't think of it at the beginning.
When he looks at everything from the perspective of God, his eyes are always critical. Now deep down in his heart, he even wants to ridicule when he sees himself at the beginning.
It even gave birth to an inexplicable sense of superiority that I couldn't understand.
Feng Mian wanted to try to tell the young man what happened to him, but he couldn't open his mouth—the truth was forbidden to spread.
Looking at the young man's blank look, he could only remind him obliquely: "You seem to look a bit like me. If I can live to grow up to your age, I'm probably the same."
The young man finally recovered his voice: "You...how did you get the injury on your eye?"
Feng Mianxin said that I am you, how did you get this scar?
But he couldn't utter this sentence, so he could only make up a reason: "I was beaten."
The young man standing there pursed his lips: "You...what's your name?"
Feng Mian was so annoyed by his dull self that he wanted to laugh. He couldn't say his name, so he could only continue to use the serial number instead: "No. [-]."
"No." The young man stammered anxiously, "I'm asking you what was your name before you came here?"
"Bastard? Garbage? Get lost?"
Feng Mian thought about it, when he was fighting with Xiao Er in the church before, the other party seemed to call him that.
There is no way, he was too stupid before, and he didn't understand even after alluding to it like this, he was too clear about what was going on in his mind at that time.
He continued to hint: "Are you curious? Curious that I look like you?"
The young man immediately asked: "Aren't you curious? Or do you know something?"
"I'm not curious." Feng Mian said that many things he said were blocked by unknown forces, so he could only insinuate, "It has nothing to do with me."
"All the secrets and questions in the world are of no value to a man whose every tomorrow may be death."
understand?I am not far from death, and you are not far from death, stop thinking about those shit secrets and guesses all day long, use your brain to think about what I said.
As a result, the other party just took a deep look at himself before turning around and leaving.
Feng Mian sighed and gave up, he knew too well what kind of virtue he was, and it was too difficult to start from himself and let the other party help him.
It's better to think about what to do when you enter the laboratory.
The subsequent development should be that Xiao Liu was brought into the laboratory again, and his previous memory seemed to be wrong again. Xiao Liu was sent back for a while, maybe there was something wrong with the experiment.
(End of this chapter)
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