[Thanks to "yeye0307" for the great support of the monthly ticket. Today, the drainage port is also released, and it is finally all good. There are two more scars on the stomach... ]
Everyone will see a mirror more or less in his life, even if there is no mirror, he will see his own appearance from the surface of reflective objects or water sources. Some people have imagined that the other side of the reflection may be a world of another dimension. Just that world, the complete opposite of reality. If this assumption is true, can it be understood that the two-dimensional world is synchronized, including all factors and processes such as time and events.
And in this synchronization process, when the same character in the two worlds is in front of a certain medium, he can see himself in the other world. That medium could be a mirror, or anything that can be used to reflect.
Zero has heard of this theory, but has no interest in studying it. One cruel world full of chaos is enough, and Zero has no spare imagination to guess what another dimension world that is completely opposite is like. Or the same dead bodies everywhere, or peace and tranquility, who knows
But at this moment, he can be sure that he is not standing in front of any mirror. The person standing on the other side of the alley, the person who looks exactly like him, and even has almost the same breath, is real. He is neither a reflection, nor a projection of will that directly uses him as a reference image like Agladis.
Everything is real.
This is a real person, and Zero is like a person with two sides of a mirror. From hair color, hairstyle, facial features, and physical abilities, the similarity between the two is accurate to the slightest. But it's not completely indistinguishable, at least this person's right eye only emits a golden flame from time to time, instead of the whole eye having a golden pupil color. As for other subtle differences, you may have to dissect the person to find out.
But no matter what, there is no doubt that this person who is almost the same has similar strength and ability. Then it can also explain that the previous shooting from the hotel was like a tacit performance.
"What are you?" Zero frowned. To be honest, it was very unpleasant to see a life that was almost exactly the same as himself.
He even suspected that the other party was also one of the super life forms back then, but in the white blood cell base, the information had already made it very clear. Of all the bodies, only zero survived, and unless the data was wrong, there would not be another zero in this world.
And even though the person in front of him had a very similar aura to him, it didn't give Zero the feeling of a super life. He's more of an impersonator, like a biological mantle called "Zero" put on by another person. It's just that Zero doesn't like that there is another self in the world, and also hates being imitated.
Hearing Zero ask this question, the magician said in Zero's voice: "Obviously, I am you. Or, I will become you."
"Be me?" Zero smiled: "Unless I die, it is absolutely impossible."
"Yes, that's why. That's why I'm here, after tonight. A man named Zero will disappear from this planet, and I will live in your place. Everything about you, including genetic information, wealth and women , I will take over." Ben laughed heartily, as if Zero was already lying in a pool of blood, and the fruits of victory were within easy reach.
Zero shook his head and said, "Either you are crazy, or your imagination is too rich. Or both, but it doesn't matter which one. The only thing that is certain is that you will die. Do you know why?"
"I don't know and I don't want to know, because I don't want to listen to a dead man's nonsense!" Ben looked at the clown on the eaves: "Do it, Jenny!"
Jenny laughed happily and flicked with both hands, and four axes were thrown at zero. Two of them spun and chopped towards Zero's head and chest, while the other two fell a little behind and landed behind Zero, blocking his leg path. When the clown moved, Ben was not idle. The magician laughed wildly, raised his guns and charged towards Zero.
With a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he shot twice casually, detonating the two one-handed axes that were hitting his head and chest. Instead of retreating, he went forward and ran straight into Bane's barrage.
Ben's pupils narrowed, unable to understand Zero's almost suicidal behavior.
The metal storm set off by the bullet slammed into Zero's body, and Zero only used his hands to protect his head, face and chest, while the rest of the place was left to the bullet's patronage. However, if you slow down the flow of time a thousand times, you will see the surface of Zero's body under the tactical uniform undulate slightly. Secretly activated the Naga's independent genome, and the body surface under the tactical suit immediately formed fine scale tissue. When the bullet hit the body, the scales of Zero's whole body trembled slightly, and the scales engaged and loosened at a very high frequency, thus removing most of the bullet's kinetic energy, and even letting them move in the air. Swipe away on the body surface.
So in Bane's eyes, Zero was like an invulnerable humanoid monster, instantly closing the distance between the two in the face of bullets. Bane finally couldn't help letting out a scream. He suddenly discovered that although he had become zero, even his genes were nearly 60% similar. But he is still not zero, unable to understand zero's thoughts.
Combat can be dangerous when you can't see an opponent clearly. At this moment, the zero-double guns that rushed through the barrage were raised, and a pair of automatic pistols spewed out scorching metal jets to fight back brazenly at Ben. Facing the oncoming line of fire, Bane neither had the courage to face the barrage directly, nor the corresponding defensive means. All he could do was roll away from his position, letting the jet of metal fall on the ground or the wall of the building instead of himself.
Zero didn't stop, just passed by, and left the alley in a blink of an eye. At this time, the clown's two hatchets, which blocked the zero retreat, fell to the ground and exploded, which shows how fast everything happened. It is so fast that both parties can act instinctively instead of thinking and judging calmly.
The color faded from Ben's face, and he was shaking with anger. Originally thought that if he blocked Zero in the alley, he would be able to take him down calmly. Who would have thought that in Lingwan, he would see death like home with such a skill, but break through and go away instead. The magician stomped his feet angrily and said, "Chasing, I'm going to tear this damn bastard to pieces!"
Just when Zero and the two capable users made their move, Staley had already arrived at the exit of the city. What lay before his eyes was the ruins of the old parking lot. Looking from a distance, he could see the fire-red sky outside the tunnel through the mountains, as well as the dense gunshots coming from the tunnel, and occasionally a few The sound of the explosion. Su and Feng had already entered the tunnel one step ahead of him, but Staley stopped here.
Danger is approaching.
Starley could feel that some kind of hidden crisis was approaching quietly. It didn't have any obvious signals, like a corner of the reef occasionally exposed in the tide. It's easy to miss the past if you don't look carefully.
On the surface, the rough and bold Staley seems insulated from being careful. But any ability user who has stepped into the high-level field is definitely not a careless fool. If so, being able to survive until now is either a miracle, or he has never met an opponent worthy of a battle. For Staley, it was neither.
Although he can't be said to be as careful as a hair, he also has a keen enough insight into the battlefield. What's more, although the magnitude of the ground is small, the frequency is not too high. Unless Staley is drunk, it is difficult for him to deliberately ignore the past.
Staley lay on the ground with his ears pressed to the ground. This is the oldest method of listening, but it still works even today. Especially for high-level ability users like Staley, they can even hear all sounds within a hundred kilometers.
There were messy sounds coming from his ears, including the sound of gunshots and cannons, the sound of ground water flowing, and even the crawling of insects and ants. Don't try to hide it from Staley's ears. It's just that Staley needs to classify and eliminate these various sounds, and in the end only the sounds that are enough to cause the ground to shake are left. That was the sound of mud and rocks flowing, the dull friction sound between the collision of stones and gravel, and the vibration of shaking the ground.
The vibration is felt from small to large. In the end, Staley was swayed left and right by the shaking ground, Staley's face changed slightly, and the source of the earthquake was actually right under him! He immediately bounced off the ground, with his toes pointing to each other, and swept backwards as if gliding in the air, and stopped until he reached the edge of the parking lot. crack. The car wreckage or other things that were left in the parking lot fell into the crack one after another, and then a huge scorpion claw protruded out of the crack, pointing directly at the sky.
One after another, ice scale scorpions crawled out of the cracks in the ground one after another. These cave-dwelling creatures are good at digging holes in the ground. When attacking the tunnel before, a giant scorpion made a circuitous passage from both sides of the mountain to attack from the middle of the tunnel. And some other scorpions directly drilled a passage from the ground to the market. At this moment, the scorpions are attacking in large numbers. These guys who have just woken up from hibernation are very hungry. The smell of the creature. For the ice scale scorpions, the market is undoubtedly a huge cake, so as soon as they came out of the cracks in the ground, they planed with six legs, and swept away from the parking lot to the market like waves of gray waves.
Compared to the three-meter-long Ice Scorpion, Staley's stature was almost negligible. Especially when thrown in the flood tide formed by nearly two hundred giant scorpions, Starley can't even be called a rock. Most of the scorpions ignored Staley's existence. Only a few giant scorpions rushed directly towards Staley, and the eyeballs wrapped in thick armor reflected Staley's figure.
For these giant scorpions, Starley was not even as good as a snack before meals. But no matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat. For the hungry giant scorpion, he doesn't mind eating the man Staley before entering the market. Even in the cognition of scorpions, human beings are not such delicious food. On the contrary, those advanced life forms that have evolved wisdom but not outstanding strength are more suitable for the scorpion.
The tide of scorpions rolled by, and Staley was not great enough to stop the tide of scorpions alone for the sake of the lives of those different races in the market. But when a few giant scorpions opened their teeth and claws and rushed towards him with a clear target, he naturally wouldn't be so stupid as to stand and wait to die. No matter how lazy he was, when he saw a giant scorpion raise its scorpion claws and hit it like a hammer, Starley still knew how to dodge it laterally.
The scorpion shot blank immediately, and the giant pincers smashed the ground in vain. The dynamic vision of the ice scale scorpion is not outstanding, and it is lucky that their eyes have not degenerated after living in the crypt for many years. But trying to catch Staley's movements with its not-so-great vision alone was a joke, so the giant scorpion didn't notice until Staley squatted halfway on its scorpion's back.
The tail thorn was raised high, and when he was about to stab it down, Staley slapped the back of the scorpion. It was a palm that was so simple that it couldn't be added, but it burst out with an eighth-level power. As if suddenly dropped by a ten-ton boulder, the scorpion's armor shattered, and the muscles in the carapace turned into a ball of batter. , and fell powerlessly beside him.
As if he had done something inconspicuous, Staley stood up as if nothing had happened. But his body was soon overwhelmed by the shadow of another scorpion, and Starley shook his head helplessly, so he had to continue the work of eliminating pests.
The arrival of the ice scale scorpions completely bid farewell to the tranquility of the Mobystone market. For most alien races, the giant scorpion with its huge body, outstanding strength, and rough skin is a terrible killer. Even if these alien races have evolved wisdom and successfully squeezed into the ranks of higher life forms, it does not mean that their strength and abilities are equally outstanding. Just like ordinary people can't help lions and tigers, most alien races can only flee when they encounter ferocious mutant beasts.
Of course, they have another choice, which is to become a feast for scorpions.
Naturally, the aliens were unwilling to be the feast of the scorpions, so when the ice scale scorpions invaded in large numbers, they all rushed out of their residences screaming. But they are fast, and the ice scale scorpion is not slow. As soon as some alien races ran out of the house, they nailed the scorpion's tail thorn thoroughly, then rolled it up and threw it into its big mouth, chewing it into a meat paste. In terms of eating, it has to be said that scorpions have a wide range of recipes. From bug-like life to indefinable aliens, as long as they are caught by scorpions, they will be sent to their mouths. In this regard, the ice scale scorpions are fair, and they are not picky about food due to differences in race.
The arrival of the scorpion wave made the already disordered Mobystone even more chaotic. At this time, the disadvantages of no management and even the lack of self-defense forces are fully exposed. Not all alien races in the market are weak, but the alien races who are capable of resisting the scorpion swarm almost fight on their own, basically unable to form an effective line of defense.
But the scorpions are different, they encounter "food" who dare to provoke them. Ice-scaled scorpions are all rushing in. If it is not a particularly powerful alien race, as long as four or five scorpions attack together, they will be unable to parry, and if there are more than ten scorpions, they will basically be torn into pieces by the scorpions, and then sent into the mouth to become nutrition. .
Under such circumstances, the Green Forest Hotel is like a reef in the raging sea. The tide of scorpions rolled past, but under the command of Ademily and Balmo, and with the help of Leah's mental scan. Combining the strength of the murloc swordsmen and long-range support soldiers, they formed a line of defense that was rare in the market, and successfully resisted several waves of ice scale scorpion attacks.
Seeing more and more corpses of scorpions near the Green Forest Hotel, many savvy aliens ran towards the hotel to seek shelter, and even those with good skills also subconsciously approached the hotel. However, in this way, the Green Forest Hotel attracted the attention of the scorpions even more.