Chapter 239: Fighting, refreshing!
Fighting, refreshing!
When Cheng Shi was talking to Serius, he didn't put too much attention on him, but was looking around, searching for his teammates in this trial.
Yes, he was looking for teammates.
Since that "fighting himself" trial just now was just a "slicing war" in fantasy, then there must be real teammates in this game.
He was thinking about how far his teammates had gone. According to Serius, if they couldn't eliminate their own personality slices within 24 hours, they would face the bad situation of personality slices constantly growing and then being stripped by Serius to create another self.
And this, in turn, created the beginning of the trial in the fantasy.
But there were over a hundred operating beds in this laboratory, and he really couldn't determine which lucky ones were his teammates.
After excluding the local race of the Continent of Hope, there were still dozens of experimental subjects who looked like players, and the rest couldn't be distinguished just by looking with eyes no matter what.
So after searching to no avail, he began to examine himself.
When Cheng Shi found that the Tomb's End Stone and Concentric Dagger he had put in his portable space had disappeared, he confirmed again that his idea was correct, that it was a chaos blooming in his own fantasy!
Not only that, because the interruption of the slicing experiment meant he hadn't been put on that prisoner helmet that couldn't be taken off!
This meant that his mask could be taken off at any time and then replaced with another one!
【Fate】 favored him again, and Cheng Shi's confidence suddenly became sufficient.
He smiled slightly at Serius, one hand behind his back, quietly pinching his dice.
Actually, Cheng Shi knew that the Serius in front of him must be fake.
If the previous fantasy experience was really a deduction and not an groundless delusion, then the real Serius should be imprisoned in that experimental workshop he couldn't walk out of, waiting for an outsider to save him.
So the one doing the slicing experiment in the laboratory was 100% his slice, a fake that couldn't distinguish true from false.
But Cheng Shi didn't care.
Who isn't cooperation with whom?
His purpose was just to leave this laboratory that was about to become unfortunate, and then safely pass the trial. As long as the slice Serius could send him out, cooperation wasn't impossible.
So when Serius hadn't spoken to prove himself for a long time, Cheng Shi took the initiative to break the deadlock again.
"Alright, stop pretending; you are not the real Serius.
It just so happens that I am not the real warrior either; I don't know any Galiusha, nor am I here to save the scholar; I just fell into the trap of the Grand Court of Judgment by coincidence and was sent here.
Scholar, I don't want to care about how much filth there is in this laboratory; as long as you send me out safely, I won't trouble you, how about it?"
Serius examined Cheng Shi cautiously again; he didn't find anything special about this "bluffing" experimental subject, nor did he find the divine power surging on him, so he changed his mind and decided not to cooperate with this special experimental subject to act.
Such a special experimental subject should lie back on the bed quietly and wait for himself to study it properly.
So Serius smiled, somewhat playfully.
"Young man, you seem to have made a mistake.
This is my laboratory, the place I control.
Even if there is trouble, it should be me troubling you, not you troubling me.
You don't think that because there are no knights here, I can't control you again?
Then why don't you guess why there isn't a single experimental assistant or a knight used for guarding in this laboratory?"
Serius showed his cards; after several rounds of probing, he seemed to have lost patience.
Sure enough, the slice is far less steady than the main body; it looks like there is a personality defect.
But your tone, tsk, warrior, I don't like it very much.
Cheng Shi also smiled; he sneered and threw the dice in his hand directly onto the ground.
The Fate Dice rolled a few times on the ground and rolled to Serius's feet, shaking and throwing a 1.
Serius looked down at the dice and stepped back cautiously.
"Why? Want to gamble with me?"
"Gamble? Are you worthy?"
Serius was somewhat stunned; he seemed to be thinking about how the experimental subject opposite dared to have such courage. He raised his head and wanted to mock the other party, but didn't expect that the moment his gaze moved up from the dice, he saw a very fast fist shadow rushing to his face!
"Bang—"
In the moment before shock even appeared, Serius's head was blown up.
Straight punch explosion.
Red and white splashed all over the ground, adding a trace of saturation to this pale laboratory.
Cheng Shi looked coldly at the headless corpse that fell to the ground and picked up his Fate Dice.
"Fate is like the stars, looking but unable to reach.
Tsk, you know nothing about the warrior of 【Fate】.
Since you are unwilling to cooperate, don't blame me for troubling you.
Come to think of it, when fighting with liars, I was too cautious and never experienced the fun of the warrior of today. I hope you can give me some intensity and let me experience the gold content of 【Fate】's favorite."
After speaking, Cheng Shi looked back at the experimental subjects in the laboratory, silently prayed for those teammates he hadn't met, and strode away from this place.
However, just as he pushed the door and went out, he saw one Serius after another in the huge experimental field breaking the experimental devices under the blackout curtain, walking out of the culture dishes with wet bodies.
This scene was familiar, but Cheng Shi thought for a long time and didn't remember when he had experienced this scene.
Not wanting to understand, he didn't think about it; he exposed two scalpels from his sleeves and bowed elegantly to the countless Serius figures in front of him.
"The performance is about to begin; please enter the venue in an orderly manner.
Friendly reminder, remember to buy tickets in advance to watch the performance, and the price of the ticket is...
Your life!"
After speaking, he smiled and threw the scalpels in his hand toward the nearest Serius slice, and then took out a handful of dice from his portable space and threw them high into the sky with all his might.
For a time, a "clattering" dice rain fell in the experimental field.
"This opening was learned from the magician.
My poker isn't much, but... my dice are definitely enough!"
Before the words fell, Cheng Shi instantly disappeared from where he was, randomly appearing at the position of a dice. As soon as he appeared, he elbowed the nearest slice mercilessly. Before knocking the Serius in front of him to the ground, he threw a flying knife straight into the back of a certain slice in the distance.
And then, without stopping for a second, he appeared at the next position.
Cheng Shi, filled with divine power, although not as big and open as a real warrior, was good at explosive power and lasting endurance.
Plus the ghostly dice displacement, saying he was a warrior of today, it was better to say he was an assassin of today!
Still that kind of assassin who didn't care about consumption and didn't care about injury at all.
Although the strength of each slice was terrifyingly great and the combat quality of each Serius was excellent, no one could last a round in Cheng Shi's hands.
He was like a hungry wolf rushing into a flock of sheep, completely letting himself go, completely embracing the desire for slaughter.
"The performance is about to enter the climax, please audience...
Speed up the pace of sending death!"
"Swoosh—"
"Bang—"
"Thump—"
In the dense Serius crowd, people kept flying out and falling. Every time the assassin of today appeared, he would cause a roar and then leave behind a few corpses, laughing and leaving.
Watching the "audience" becoming more and more incompetently furious and immersed in this performance, the lead actor on the stage seemed to be greatly satisfied.
【Pollution】 flowed wantonly, and slaughter bloomed here.
Cheng Shi was high on slaughter, really high!
The scalpel in his right hand saw blood with every cut, and he drank the Prosperity of the Past in his left hand when tired. The whole person was like a flying shuttle, moving back and forth in the sea of people in the experimental field. In just a few minutes, the Serius on the field was almost half gone.
"Fighting, refreshing! Come again!"
He looked up and drank another bottle of Prosperity of the Past, and without hesitation, turned and rushed into the pile of slices.
The blood color covered the color of the culture solution, corpses paved a new ground, and the Serius figures changed from ferocious and swarming at the beginning to gloomy and guarding against each other, and then to terrified and retreating.
He was afraid, no, they were afraid.
Serius produced his own fear for the first time in the laboratory that created fear, and the source of this fear came from a lunatic who had killed until his eyes were red.
Only then did he know that the unanswered question he asked finally had an answer.
That was, the experimental subject in front of him was simply a lunatic, a desperate! Pure! Lunatic! ===== CHAPTER 240 =====
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