All Worlds Madhouse

In the ruins of time and space, a building with a [HOSPITAL] sign is floating quietly.

In the doctor's office, Ziliang smoked with a miserable look on his face. The ashtray made of paper in front of him was finally replaced by a wooden one.

The specific operation is to use [Tamper] to cross out the attribute of "paper" and then change it to "wood". As for why it is not changed to glass. That is because there is a gap between "paper" and "wood". The attributes are very similar, so it is easy to change. If you directly change the paper to glass, Ziliang may lose a lot of hair.

Well, in this office, the change of the small ashtray is not the main thing. The most important thing is that at this moment, the entire hospital employees are surrounding Ziliang, as if they are interrogating the three divisions.

"Okay, tell me, who is that woman?" Harry Quinn asked again.

The woman she was talking about was the woman in red whom [Nightmare] used her power to see in the environment.

As for why this group of people saw Zi Liang's dream, it was because when Hannibal invaded the nightmare's consciousness, he saw a little bit of what Zi Liang was afraid of. After all, everyone would be curious about what Ziliang is most afraid of.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a woman.

And this matter spread quickly in the hospital. It's not that Hannibal likes to spread gossip. After all, this woman's fighting ability does not seem to be simple. For a team, dangerous enemies will naturally have to be defeated. It's only right to share information. Well, Bagua is a little bit there in my heart, but it's not the main reason, really not!

"Have you done something dirty to someone, and are you afraid that someone will come to your door?" Shirley asked happily.

As expected, women all speculated in the same direction about this kind of thing. Soon, Ziliang's image of a "scumbag who cheated emotionally and physically, and then abandoned his wife and children and even had an affair" was outlined by Shirley and Quinn. .

"Is that woman the 'cosmic consciousness' you have been talking about?" At this time, Hannibal still raised a slightly reliable question.

"Hey, your brain power is too strong." Finally, Ziliang couldn't resist: "How could I be interested in that kind of woman? Besides, she is not a cosmic consciousness."

"Then who is she?"

"Well, at best, she is part of the consciousness of the universe, just like me." Ziliang said, rubbing his head.

"Part of the universe? Still the same as you?" Quinn asked suspiciously.

"Yes, both her and I." Ziliang said.

It seemed that this matter could not be avoided today, so he no longer hid it.

"Ahem." Ziliang coughed twice: "In fact, you can't treat the universe as a single individual, you have to treat it as a complex integrated product. As I said before, the composition of the universe requires many things. Many elements, time, speed, madness, wisdom, etc., come together to form a unified and complete framework of the universe. And she is a very terrifying element in this universe - [Death ]."

Hannibal was silent for a while: "What about you?"

"Sin." Ziliang took a puff of cigarette and said as if nothing was wrong.

"Sin.?" Quinn immediately noticed something: "Then."

"Yes, that's right, the 'slices of sin' you brought for me literally means, the fragments of sin! My fragments. This is a very complicated story. To put it simply, my original body was shattered. , they are scattered in various planes, inhabiting the souls of those who match them." As he spoke, Ziliang pointed to everyone in front of him: "The fragments have transformed you and given you all kinds of ability, and I must collect these fragments again to repair my body. In fact, you may not believe it, but now I am in a state between living and dead. I can only use this A temporary body is still alive, so if I don't repair the original body, I will probably die."

"Well, if you put it this way, everything seems to be explained. I'm still wondering why every time you collect a piece of sin, you can get some more weird abilities. It turns out that it's because your body has recovered a little, so , can withstand more evolution, right." Shirley said: "Then the question is, since you are all part of the consciousness of the universe, why did you break up?"

Zi Liangyi shrugged: "This is actually easy to explain. Let me give you a simple example. If the universe is a collection of 10 different elements, and I am one of them, then if I summon 4 more, what will happen? What."

"There are only five left of the original 'Great Universe Consciousness', and you also have five. You can tie."

"Yeah, then if we win, another one will be dragged over."

"Then, you will be above the original will of the universe, and you can reshuffle everything and re-establish the rules of the universe."

With such words, everyone naturally understood: "Okay, I'm sorry, what we are experiencing now is a bloody revolutionary plot of uprising and overthrowing the old order," Quinn muttered.

"Yeah, it's quite cliché, but it's also easy to understand. It's like playing the same game hundreds of billions of times, and everyone will get bored of it. There will always be a day when someone wants to play something new. Let’s play the game and experience the new rules. Isn’t it the same for human beings? When an era is over, it is overthrown, re-established, and overthrown. In fact, this universe is similar.”

"I should have thought of the plot behind that." Hannibal interjected: "You have been strategizing for a long time, and finally gathered a few like-minded cosmic elements. After that, you started a head-on war with the will of the universe, and your camp There was the 'Lady Death' in there, right? But then you were sadly defeated, and the other elements were recycled by the will of the universe again, and you ran away dragging a broken body. As for what you escaped from Method, I think it must have angered those companions who are on your side."

"Hey, you didn't sell everyone else to run away for yourself." Shirley seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and asked with a bit of pain.

Ziliang smoked the rest of the cigarette to the filter at once: "Uh--it's a long story, but that's about it."

"Well, you are indeed a scumbag." Quinn looked like he had already guessed this.

"So... should we kill this scumbag here in advance? Otherwise, he might sell us too one day," Shirley said with a sinister smile.

"Okay." There was a long silence in the office. It seemed that everyone was beginning to seriously consider this matter.

"Actually, compared to medical treatment, I think my torture skills are pretty good. Otherwise, I can discuss with Mr. Jigsaw and try to change my bedroom into a torture chamber?" Quinn said while pondering.

"If you cultivate the young virus in this guy's body, will there be some strange reactions? After all, this guy's body is different from ordinary life." Shirley also pondered.

"Actually, I've thought about this for a long time. This guy can regenerate. It's such a delicious and endless delicacy. Every time I have to work hard to suppress the urge to take a bite." Hannibal Said.

Ziliang's eyes narrowed: "Hey, are you really thinking about this matter again?"

"However, I still have to let him take me to find my little pudding." Quinn shrugged his shoulders, looking disappointed.

"Yeah, it's quite hard to find a laboratory like this that can travel between different worlds and collect parasitic species from various planes. The most important thing is that I like his morgue." Shirley also said.

Hannibal, on the other hand, just thought about it for a moment: "That's right. Since you still have a body that has not been successfully repaired, then... when the repair is successful, can you give me a taste? It will definitely be more delicious than the one you have now. ." As he spoke, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if he was enjoying some delicious food.

After a while.

"Okay, I have to talk to Jigsaw about the [Super Brain]. I can't run around the world with that helmet in the future, right." Hannibal said and walked out of the office.

"Oh, then I'll go back and take a beauty sleep." Quinn said and followed him out.

Seeing both of them leaving, Shirley also shrugged her shoulders: "Although I have nothing to do, I am only 13 years old and I don't want to stay with a middle-aged decadent uncle."

"So, I'm not as cute as those lickers of yours?" Ziliang shouted.

Shirley didn't answer, just spread her hands and walked to her laboratory.

Ziliang rubbed his head in pain: "Damn, who found these bastards? I must not have woken up at the time, yes, I must have not woken up."

He angrily took out another cigarette

The hospital continues to float.

Quietly. Heading towards the next plane.

(Hey, where are your tickets? Hand them over quickly!!)