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This baby girl is called Phoebe. She was born on July 3, 1983. She is a cute girl with the sign of Cancer.

Zhang Ming did not become Phoebe. He possessed her and experienced her life from Phoebe's first perspective: school, work, love, marriage, and... death.

That's right, death.

She died on the operating table, her brain was taken out, and her body was thrown aside like garbage. Zhang Ming, who experienced all this from a first-person perspective, felt Phoebe's helpless and fearful emotions firsthand.

With the protection of Rolex's "boring", Zhang Ming was not much affected, but under the influence of his empathy, he could not forget Phoebe's screams before her death, especially after seeing Phoebe grow up from a baby to live.

This feeling is like a familiar old friend passing away, which makes me feel very uncomfortable.

Edward was right. The time in the soul dimension seemed to be frozen. "Phoebe's life" lasted for more than thirty years. Zhang Ming experienced these times completely. He could remember every detail. However, between him and

Only a moment passed in Edward's battle.

Seeing that Edward was about to repeat his old tricks, Zhang Ming swung his lightsaber one after another, cutting off Edward's arms, and then quickly retreated out of the opponent's attack range.

Zhang Ming touched the abdomen that had been "punched" by Edward. There was no wound at all. It seemed that the punch just now had no other use besides letting him understand Phoebe's life.

If time is frozen, then the protection of the "boring" effect will always exist, which is an advantage for me. Zhang Ming thought. As long as "boring" is still activated, he is equivalent to opening an invincible aura.

Put down your defenses and focus on attacking.

"Something's wrong."

Zhang Ming was planning to continue his attack when the small TV that had been hiding in the corner suddenly spoke.

"What's wrong?"

The little TV rolled his eyes: "If I knew something was wrong, I wouldn't be the system's assistant and resign immediately to find a suitable world to be the host. I just feel that the enemy has made such a big circle to drag you here.

The special world is never meant to allow you to understand the lives of different people."

Zhang Ming stretched out his hand and pinched the chubby face of the small TV: "Thank you for the reminder."

"You're welcome. If you die accidentally, I will lose my job." Little TV patted Zhang Ming's hand away and looked away with a proud expression.

In fact, Zhang Ming knew that there must be a conspiracy without the small TV reminding him, but he had no way to break the situation immediately. The only thing he could do was to kill Edward before the conspiracy officially unfolded.

In this way, no matter how many conspiracies there are, they will not be able to be carried out.

In this frozen world, the two men continued the unfinished battle on Mars. Zhang Ming tore Edward's body apart again and again, and Edward's fists hit Zhang Ming many times.

During the confrontation, Zhang Ming finally discovered the secret on the enemy's fist.

It was a fuzzy, turbid air ball, which adhered to Edward's fist. As he touched Zhang Ming, the air ball would suddenly explode, pulling Zhang Ming into a different life.

"Ha ha--"

Zhang Ming gasped for breath.

It was a strange feeling. You guessed it, he shouldn't feel tired in the soul dimension, but his whole body was sore, his thinking and reaction speed were half a beat slower than before, and the Yang Lei wrapped around his body flashed irregularly.

Yang Lei is the ability that best reflects Zhang Ming's state. On the outside, it is linked to physical strength, but in this soul dimension, it is related to Zhang Ming's soul strength.

Has your mental state become unstable?

Zhang Ming looked at Mr. Zhu's Rolex. The boring effect was still being activated. Bizhan system props could not be faked. He was indeed still under system protection. No mental or psychic abilities could harm him.

So what's going on now?

This feeling of mental exhaustion is almost like the feeling of returning to the exam week in college, skipping classes for a whole semester, and reviewing all night for several nights in a row in order to pass the "60" score.

Wait a minute? Review...

This is it.

Zhang Ming's thoughts suddenly became clear, and all the previous questions were connected by a clue.

"You didn't plan to kill me. From the beginning, your plan was to 'hold me to death'." Zhang Ming drew his left hand through the fog and stared at Edward.

Edward didn't answer.

He always maintained absolute caution and refused to reveal any information to Zhang Ming.

But even if he didn't say anything, Zhang Ming could still guess a rough idea.

First of all, Edward knows that in the real world, he is not Zhang Ming's opponent.

The last battle on Mars proved this, not to mention that in order to prevent Edward from actually dying during this period, Avengers Tower has laid out numerous traps, and piles of power hormones and electromagnetic pulse weapons are prepared to ensure that once Edward appears, he will

Sieved in five minutes.

Although he will not die, every time he completely dissipates in the real world, it will take a lot of time and cost to recover.

Therefore, Edward chose the battlefield in the soul dimension.

As a result, Zhang Ming has no way to rely on his partners and equipment, and can only fight one-on-one.

Secondly, Edward knows that Zhang Ming has the ability to protect his mind. This information can be found in SHIELD's internal data, and Zhang Ming, who brought Ultron into the data world with his ideology last time, has proven this many times.

He knew that in the soul dimension, although he had the home field advantage, it was very difficult to kill Zhang Ming.

Similarly, it is difficult for Zhang Ming to kill Edward.

If Zhang Ming used equipment special effects and achieved invincibility, then Edward, who had devoured countless brains and completed the transformation of human nature, had an almost unlimited health bar.

None of them can kill each other easily. In this way, Edward, who has laid the "trap" in advance, has the strongest advantage——

Endless reincarnations of souls.

He did not attack Zhang Ming, he just took Zhang Ming into the souls of different people and experienced other people's lives over and over again.

This is not an attack at all. From a certain perspective, it can also be regarded as a kind of learning. Understanding other people's joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows through a first-person perspective can increase Zhang Ming's experience.

And even if the "boring" effect treats this kind of life reading as an attack, it still won't be of much help to Zhang Ming.

Because this world basically has no concept of time, even if Zhang Ming is ejected by the boring effect the moment he enters other people's souls, that moment is enough for him to experience his entire life.

This is a perfect trap.

It can't be lifted, it can't be struggled, and it can't be ended.

Zhang Ming tried hard to keep his brain awake.

In his view, human experience is like words written down in a notebook with a pen. As time goes by, part of the words wears out and the paper becomes fragile, so the elderly become forgetful. In the process of growing up, reading,

The knowledge learned is like something written with a pencil in a notebook——

You can see these words clearly, and occasionally use them, but you are very clear about these pencil marks.

It doesn't belong to you.

But what if you write enough?

Over and over again, again and again.

Zhang Ming is twenty years old this year, and in this short battle, he has read the lives of seven souls, which adds up to more than three hundred years of memory.

Without the protection of "boring", he might have become an idiot, lost in the memories of others.

But now, he is not much better, his spirit has reached the extreme.

In the notebook titled "Zhang Ming", every page has been painted black with pencil, and there is almost no trace of the pen writing underneath.

"Only seven people." Edward opened his arms, and countless chaotic bubbles flew out of his body and gradually filled the surroundings. "I still have hundreds of thousands of souls here. We are in a hurry. Let's come one by one."

…

Zhang Ming was still fighting in the soul dimension, and Angela from the outside didn't notice anything strange at all.

She looked at Zhang Ming's sleeping face, smiled, and recalled the romantic memories between the two. At this moment, her mobile phone on the table suddenly rang.

Angela was worried about waking up Zhang Ming, so she quickly reached for her cell phone, but she couldn't hold it firmly. The cell phone fell to the ground with a "bang" sound, and the ringing tone was interrupted.

She looked at Zhang Ming nervously. He had just fallen asleep. Angela didn't want him to wake up so quickly and get back to work. After waiting for a few seconds to confirm that Zhang Ming hadn't woken up yet, she breathed a sigh of relief and stood quietly.

stand up.

"Have a sweet dream." She kissed Zhang Ming on the cheek.

Angela picked up the phone, turned off the phone, and walked out.

The room fell into darkness, just like Zhang Ming's state at this moment.

After a few minutes, there was a sudden sound of running outside the door, and whoosh——

The door was knocked open and Angela threw herself on Zhang Ming.

"Wake up!" She shook Zhang Ming vigorously.

Damn it, she should have thought that with such a loud sound when the phone fell to the ground, how could Zhang Ming not wake up with his vigilance? She should have discovered the problem long ago.

"Everyone! Zhang Ming was attacked!"