Infinite Script Killing

“Are you sure this method works??”

In the maintenance department on the third floor, Xu Tong placed the repaired Pangpang on the table.

I saw that Xiaopang's body was full of patches. It wasn't that he didn't want to repair it completely, but he really couldn't afford it.

Before I entered the world of scripts, I only had more than 300 script points, and when I killed the Schizophora woman, I consumed 40% of them.

Now he only has about 200 script points left.

With just this few script points, it may not be possible to repair Xiaopang completely, so we can only make simple repairs based on the principle of saving what we can. If we can leave this script world alive, we will have the script points by then. Be sure to do a comprehensive maintenance for the little fat one.

The woman did not answer his question, but threw the child into his arms and placed the fat brain crystal on the head of the paper man.

Opening her palm, wisps of dark green energy gathered in the woman's palm.

At the same time, he also received a prompt from space.

"Your creation [Paper Fat Man] has been invaded by a mysterious force. Accepting this power may cause uncontrollable changes in your creation. This change is permanent and irreversible. Do you accept it?"

"Warning, your creation [Paper Fat Man] itself has mysterious properties. Once it is modified, it may lead to unpredictable consequences. Please consider it carefully."

After hearing the reminder from the space, Xu Tong didn't think anything else and decisively chose to accept it.

After he chose to accept it, the fluorescence in the woman's palm became stronger and stronger, and the brain crystal on the fat man's head actually began to make a cracking sound under the cover of fluorescence.

Seeing this, Xu Tong held the baby's hand and clenched his fist tightly.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the brain crystals shattered and turned into countless powders in the fluorescence, and seeped into Fatty's body.

Soon a mysterious and strange character began to be outlined above the fat man's head.

He opened his eyes wide and looked, and the result... ahem, he still had to study.

The characters are like characters, and the surroundings are imprinted in a composite frame, like the alchemy diagram on the cartoon steel, but it is simpler than that.

When the fluorescence on the woman's hand gradually faded, Xu Tong returned the child in his arms to the woman, and quickly picked up the fat man and took a closer look.

The paper fat man was still the same paper fat man, and he didn't seem to be alive as he imagined.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but look at the woman suspiciously, meaning you'd better give me an explanation.

The woman held the child and shook it gently a few times. When she saw the look he cast, she explained: "This paper doll has a very mysterious power. This power does not conflict with my powers, but the combination of the two But it gave me a very weird feeling in the end, you need to understand the details yourself.”

The woman's meaning was very simple, translated into what doctors often say: "I have tried my best, and the operation was successful. The rest depends on whether he can bear it."

Xu Tong was helpless now and could only reluctantly nod and accept the result.

I tried to put the fat man into the prop book, but the prop book refused to accept it.

"This item is in a special stage and cannot be included in the prop book."

Well, now my wish to use the prop book to find out about Fatty's situation was in vain.

But when he called out the props book, he took a look at the last message left in the props book.

[Identity mission: Finding partners completed]

"You have completed the identity task. As the second person in this script to complete the identity task, you have received a special reward. Please check it."

"Special reward??"

When he saw these four words in a depressed mood, he felt like he was given a boost of excitement. He glanced at the prop book and started looking for it.

No way, there are too many things in the prop book.

He could only search at a glance. While scanning the prop book, he did not forget to say to the woman in front of him: "Then the deal is over, we should also talk about the main topic. What should I call you? Evolved? Infected? ?"

The woman sat on the chair, teasing the baby on her hand from time to time. When she heard Xu Tong's question, the woman simply said two words: "Yan Niang."

Yan Niang? This name is quite special.

"Then what do you mean by following me?"

Xu Tong sat on the sofa on the other side, looking at the next page of the props book. He wanted to light a cigar for himself, but thought that there was a baby there, so he gave up the idea, regardless of this He is a baby, but he still has a basic sense of public morality.

Yan Niang cherishes words like gold, and there are still two words: "Kill you!"

Hearing this, Xu Tong nodded disapprovingly: "What now??"

"I've changed my mind, but you have to escort me west."

Yan Niang finally raised her head and said calmly.

It seemed that she had received a strong improvement after eating the sarcoma's brain crystal, and her face began to regain the color of a living person. Even the half-eaten head had regenerated flesh and blood, although it was still bald. Bald.

But this also gave her face a look of lack of confidence that only a living person can have.

As soon as she finished speaking, Xu Tong heard a prompt from the space in his ears.

[You triggered the special plot mission 1: all the way to the west. 】

Mission objective: Protect Yan Niang as she heads west.

Mission description: Be careful, when you accept this mission, your position is no longer the human camp, but at the same time you are the enemy of countless infected and evolved people.

(Warning! Special plot missions will change the direction of your main mission. You can choose to accept/reject.)

“West side??”

Xu Tong scratched his head and remembered that the ranger had said that his identity mission was to go eastward, and that there might be a place where all the players would gather.

To be honest, I should go eastward.

The difficulty of scripts in this doomsday setting is no longer extremely high. Personal strength, even for a guy like Yang Zixuan, is nothing more than a speck of dust here.

If you want to survive, it seems that you should choose unity.

Moreover, there happens to be a map on the wall. The place where they are now is still a third-tier city. The more developed the city is as you go west, the denser the population will be.

It is conceivable that what he will face at that time may not be as simple as a sarcoma.

"Why didn't you let me eat that brain crystal? You should know that if I had eaten that brain crystal, Fatty might not have died."

He neither promised Yan Niang nor rejected her, but chose another question.

This is a little negotiation trick.

Before getting the answer you want, the other party will often give the most reasonable answer to a sudden question to increase the other party's conditions for agreeing to you.

If the answer to this question is not good enough, then you also have a reason to reject the other person's previous question.

This is not a clever trick, but it is definitely the most practical. I believe anyone who has worked on a construction site will have a deep understanding of it.

Sure enough, Yan Niang seemed to think about it seriously before explaining: "Eating a large amount of brain crystals, or different types of brain crystals, in a short period of time will not do you any good. It will not only weaken the effects that brain crystals bring to you. If it increases, there will be serious sequelae.”

"Sequelae??"

When he heard these three words, he slowly sat up straight, his expression had to become serious, because he knew all too well the pain caused by the sequelae.

Just at this moment, his hands were still shaking, and the clothes on his back were soaked with cold sweat.

It is the curse effect brought by [Retributor].

Fortunately, my current physique has increased by 80%, so I can sit here and chat with Yan Niang like this. If it were in the previous script world, I would have been eager to throw myself next to the bonfire at this moment, shivering like an old dog. , let alone chatting, I’m afraid it’s not easy to talk.

Yan Niang looked at the unrepaired mobile phones on the table, picked them up one after another and stacked them together, like stacking building blocks.

"Power is like building blocks. If you make a wrong step, it will be difficult to make up the gaps left behind. Then the faster you build them, the thinner the foundation becomes. When you exceed the critical point and can no longer control these powers... …”

Wow…

The phone fell to the ground in a mess.

Even though Yan Niang didn't tell the outcome, such a vivid metaphor already described the ending very clearly.

"Sure enough, there is no free lunch in the world, and all forces still follow the principle of equal exchange."

Understanding the reason, Xu Tong took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and recalled every detail of this mission in his mind.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Yan Niang did not rush.

He was even prepared to be rejected. Being with her was a choice that was destined to make him an enemy of humans and infected people, and even make him an enemy of the entire world.

Anyone with any brain would choose to refuse.

About five minutes later, he opened his eyelids, and there was a bit of madness and heat shining under his clear pupils.

In five minutes, he replayed everything he had experienced in his mind.

The death of the monkey, the sacrifice of Big Fat.

It seems to be a predetermined result, and it seems like an arrangement of fate, just like his name, Yuhui!

The afterglow of the doomsday, a name destined to be full of tragedy, is the script of his world.

But if this is his script, then he wants to say...no!

"I accept!" His voice was soft, but firmer than ever.

"What??"

Yan Niang was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect that Xu Tong would choose to accept it.

He raised his head, with a ferocious cold light flashing in his eyes, like a wild wolf that had been released from its cage and unchained.

"I accept!" he reiterated.

If his name is the script this time, then why not tear up and rewrite a script full of tragedy? Even if he is the enemy of the whole world, he must choose to say no to fate once. that power!

Even if the final result is that the body is torn into pieces and died without a burial place, he is willing to do so.