Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

The entrance to the basement is hidden, but what does it matter.

There is no road in the world, but as long as Lincoln thought, a road could be punched through anywhere.

The blazing heat vision hit the concrete layer directly, and the scorching lava fell from a high place. This huge movement instantly attracted Amanda's attention.

The surveillance camera couldn't see the ceiling, but could clearly see Lincoln falling from a height.

Horrified in her heart, Amanda subconsciously reached out to grab the pistol on the workbench, but the next moment, a calm voice came from behind: "If I were you, I would not reach out and touch that gun."

when!?

With fear in her heart, Amanda's pupils dilated. She held the gun in both hands, turned around and leaned against the workbench, looking at Lincoln with surprise in her eyes: "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" Lincoln glanced at the surveillance screen behind her: "Didn't you just see it?"

"Impossible!" Amanda shook her head subconsciously: "That's Area D. It's impossible for someone to come from such a far away place right away."

"Really, then you just think I'm not a human being." Lincoln smiled slightly, ignoring the black muzzle of the gun in Amanda's hand, and turned to look at the studio door.

Through the partition of the transparent plastic sheet, Lincoln could clearly see Jigsaw lying on the hospital bed due to terminal cancer: "I want to play a game with you."

"Dream!" Amanda's feet moved, her eyes filled with vigilance: "I won't play any games with you!"

Lincoln ignored her, just picked up a timer from the table and said calmly, walking towards the plastic curtain door: "Amanda, as John's disciple, you should have practiced his ideas and passed them on, but

Just as you enjoy holding that pistol, you always choose to leave the most deadly killing opportunities to the chosen ones."

"Now, it's your turn to make a choice."

Lincoln placed a timer set for ninety seconds on the table. This was Amanda's favorite time to set.

"I am the chosen one. Now, you can choose to keep pointing the muzzle of the murderous gun at me and pull the trigger, or put down the muzzle and leave room for survival. Amanda, you don't have much time."

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Lincoln's calm voice fell, and the next moment, the bright red timer began to count down.

Tick-tock-

The clear sound was as clear as the ringing of a bell. Looking at the decreasing countdown, Amanda finally felt the long-lost pressure again.

Even though the heavy pistol was in her hand, it couldn't bring her the slightest sense of security: "Fuck you!"

Ward.

The unusual sounds in the studio attracted the attention of Dr. Lane, who was maintaining John's life. She hesitated and wanted to walk in the direction of the studio, but John's thin voice stopped her: "You need to maintain my life, not

Go help Amanda."

"But......"

Lien hesitated a little, but what she received was John's calm gaze: "You need to remember your responsibilities, doctor."

Inside the studio.

"Fuck you!" Amanda stared at Lincoln closely.

The surveillance images that kept flashing back in her mind and the indifference on Lincoln's face put great pressure on her. She tried to look at John in the ward, but the small plastic partition had already been blocked by Lincoln's body.

Lincoln glanced at the dwindling countdown and said nothing. He just quietly spread the biological force field and surrounded the pistol in Amanda's hand.

The muzzle, the bore, the barrel, more and more parts are covered by the biological force field, until finally, only the last area is left...

The dwindling timer ticked, making her heart rate become faster and faster. Finally, she made a choice.

Bang!

The index finger pulled the trigger, the hammer fired the primer, and the bullet's flames exploded in the narrow barrel, but the next moment it was not released from the correct position.

The suppression of the biological force field greatly increased the damage caused by the gunpowder explosion. In Amanda's horrified eyes, the gun body was torn apart from the rear.

The pressure of the flame explosion spurted out from the crack, hitting her straight in the face.

The hot temperature and the impact of a heavy punch made Amanda almost faint. Her palms and face were torn open, and blood could not stop flowing from them.

With a look of fear on her face, Amanda looked up and found Lincoln leisurely stopping the countdown of the timer: "It's a pity, Amanda. The game is over!"

Click-click-

It was like the sound of a broken mirror. It was illusory at first, and then became more solid.

Wiping away the blood in front of her eyes, Amanda looked at the shattering world in front of her in horror.

Cracks made of pieces of broken lenses stood out in the air, and the originally vivid world seemed to be cut off in her eyes.

She subconsciously stepped towards Lincoln, but the sudden impact made her stop.

Slapping hard on the invisible barrier formed by the cracks in the lenses, Amanda's eyes were full of horror: "What is this? What is this?!"

"This is your punishment, Amanda." Lincoln looked at her calmly, his face was indifferent and calm, and his voice was extremely ethereal.

"You failed to pass the test, and it is impossible for you to let go of your murderous intention. Therefore, you need to bear the price of murderousness alone in this space until you end up like those who were maliciously killed by you in the name of the test.

path.”

"No, you can't do this!" Amanda was horrified. She slapped the barrier that separated the mirror space from the real space more and more crazily: "You are not qualified to do this!"

Lincoln didn't say anything, just turned and left: "Repent alone, Amanda."

In this world without mages, the barrier between the mirror space and the real space is so great that it makes people despair.

Wow——

Reaching out to push aside the plastic roller curtain straps, Lincoln walked into the ward under Lien's alert and suspicious eyes.

He first glanced at Lane, who was standing in the corner, helpless, and then looked at John, who was lying on the hospital bed and basically incapacitated: "Hello, John Kramer."

John looked at Lincoln with difficulty, his eyes as he lingered were calm and could not make any waves: "You killed Amanda."

"She killed herself. Her test failed." Lincoln looked at John calmly, reached out and took out a tape recorder from John's hand hidden under the sheets: "Your perfect plan is no longer needed.

Already."

"Now, I want to play a game with you."

"Maybe my current state is not suitable for playing a game with you." John's eyes were lowered and he was furious: "I'm going to die."

"Yes, that's why I want to play a game with you." Lincoln smiled, he reached out and took a bottle of physiological saline from the side, and then poured a few drops of azure liquid into it.

While Lane was hesitant to speak, Lincoln inserted the needle into John's body and transported the saline water thinned with the modified serum into his body: "John, now, our game begins."