Polunarev desperately exchanged for that short moment of opportunity to get a glimpse of the outside world.

He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, his fighting spirit burning in his heart, and his blood stirring in his chest.

Then, he...

He was knocked to the ground by a punch from the person in the mirror, and he fell on his back.

The previous feat of "sacrificing oneself in the mirror" does not seem to have changed anything, the person in the mirror still has the absolute upper hand, and Polunarev is still being beaten mercilessly.

He couldn't do anything, he could only parry in front of the fist of the man in the mirror.

At first, he could barely block it, but as his physical exertion and injuries accumulated, Polunarev was soon reduced to a passive punching bag.

The heavy fist slammed into him again and again, each time with a terrifying thud.

The bones began to break at a faint point of place, and the flesh and blood had become swollen and purple at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The organs in the body were gradually affected by such a brutal beating, and blood slowly oozed out of places that could not be seen by the naked eye.

The corners of Polunarev's mouth were like leaky red pens, and no matter how much you wiped them, you couldn't erase the striking red.

Inevitably, his muscular body grew weaker and weaker.

If this continues, Polunarev will soon be beaten to death by the man in the mirror.

But Iruso felt that something was wrong.

It was clear that the "execution" was about to be successfully completed, the enemy did not show any unusual movements, and Iruso himself was still standing safely more than ten meters away...

But he just had a bad premonition inexplicably:

"Is it really that simple?"

"Why does it always feel like something isn't right..."

Irusso stared closely at Polunarev, who had been passively beaten:

He suddenly realized that something was wrong-

It was Polunarev's mode of action that changed.

Although they were all beaten, the way they were beaten was also different.

Although Polunarev had been beaten badly, he still desperately advanced against the fist of the man in the mirror, trying to break through the barrier to approach the car, to approach the mirrors on the car that could see the outside world.

But...

I don't know when he started to work so hard all of a sudden.

Polunarev began to shrink back unconsciously, moving more towards defending himself in front of the fists of the man in the mirror.

Its mode of action has changed from desperately approaching the mirror to snooping on the outside world, and unconsciously changing to try to delay time, reduce injuries, and allow himself to live longer.

"Why is he no longer keen to approach the 'mirror'?"

"You must know that in the mirror world, he is suppressed by the people in the mirror, and he can't do anything."

"If he wants to fight back, if he wants to survive, he can only look for opportunities in the real world outside the mirror."

Irusso understood Polunarev's thoughts very well.

Thinking about it like this, he quickly realized that something was wrong:

"Since it is only possible to find 'opportunities' when he sees the outside world, why did he suddenly not try it."

"Do you find that you can't break through the barrier of the person in the mirror and become disheartened, or..."

"He's already found the opportunity he wants from the glance he just glanced?!"

While the probability of spotting an opportunity at a glance is extremely low, Iruso thinks for no reason that someone like Polunarev will give up easily.

"That's right... He must have secretly used a stand-in from the outside world to do something! ”

Iruso's brow furrowed deeply.

If you can't see the mirror, you can't see the outside world, and even if you can command a stand-in, you don't know where to tell it to go.

Therefore, he scratched his scalp and couldn't imagine what else Polunarev could do when the "display screen was completely black".

This unthinkability greatly increased the uneasiness in Irusso's heart.

He wanted to walk over to the car and take a good look at the outside world through the window.

But the silver chariot should be standing near the car by now, and Iruso is covered in flammable gasoline—

It is true that the silver chariot cannot attack Iruso in the mirror world, but it can completely ignite the gasoline on Iruso's body "across the border".

Because the objects in the mirror world are images of objects in the real world.

This means that if the Silver Chariot ignites a fire in the real world, sparks will also emerge from the same location in the mirror world.

Therefore, Iruso will not go near the position of the silver chariot, giving the enemy any opportunity to take advantage of it.

"It's okay..."

"There's a rearview mirror here."

Irusso looked left and right for a moment, and quickly fixed his eyes on the rearview mirror of the car that had been severed by the silver chariot.

The rearview mirror flew several meters away from the sword of the silver chariot, and was now completely in the safe zone of Irusoh's mind.

So he hurriedly ran forward and picked up the rearview mirror from the ground:

"Let me see..."

"What the hell is that stand-in out there doing?"

Irusso slightly adjusted the direction of some of the mirrors in his hands.

The silver chariot was soon reflected in the mirror.

It was still standing in the same position as when Polunarev had "lost his vision" before, not far from the car.

Obviously, in the case of "the display screen is completely black", Polunarev has not been able to rely on blind exercises to make the stand-in move freely.

And when Iruso looked through the mirror, the silver chariot stood there motionless, without any movement, without any sound, looking like a machine that had stopped running.

"How so..."

"Why is it completely motionless?"

Iruso couldn't believe his eyes:

"Could it be that Uncle Broomhead has already asked the stand-in to do everything that needs to be done, so that's why it's on standby?"

"But I should have reacted very quickly... What is it doing with just that little time? ”

The enemy's unrelenting posture of inaction aroused Iruso's great vigilance.

His eyes widened as he took a closer look at the surroundings of the Silver Chariot.

He believed that the silver chariot must have done something just now, and that such an action must have changed the surrounding environment in some way.

And since Polunarev can't blindly manipulate the stand-in to move too far, this change must have happened next to the silver chariot.

Irusoh's train of thought was not wrong.

He soon found what he was looking for on the bridge deck at the foot of the silver chariot:

I saw that on the originally clean and smooth bridge deck, I don't know when a dense "line" appeared.

It was clearly carved out of the bridge deck...

"Words?"

Irusso was taken aback:

"That's the text... That stand-in just wrote a few lines on the ground in the real world with a blade?! ”

"Damn... Is that what you're planning? ”

"What the hell did you have your stand-in writing outside?"

Iruso was surprised and looked at Polunarev in the distance.

"What a nuisance..."

"You found out so quickly."

Polunarev, who had been silently beaten, finally spoke.

His cheeks had been red and swollen from the heavy punch of the person in the mirror, but his voice was still so calm:

"Although I can't see the outside world, I can't control the stand-in's accurate actions..."

"But if it's just a matter of manipulating the silver chariot and writing a few lines, I can easily do it without using my eyes."

"Also, you're so obsessed with taking my life that you've probably forgotten why the two of us are here in the first place."

Polunarev laughed so easily.

Iruso was slightly stunned:

He and Polunarev would meet here, of course, because he wanted to stop the other from bringing the ice back to the station.

Previously, Polunarev himself was dragged into the mirror world, and the ice cube he was holding in his arms fell on the bridge deck in the real world.

After that, Irusso didn't care about the ice.

"But the ice cubes are still in the real world!"

"And when I accidentally dropped the ice outside, I dropped something else."

Polunarev spat out a mouthful of blood foam and straightened up again:

"Although I myself have no hope of escape, my mission cannot be ended with this inevitable death."

"So, when I saw a passerby passing by the bridge at that moment..."

"I entrusted him with my 'mission'."

"What?!"

Iruso was somewhat incomprehensible:

Entrusting the mission to a passerby?

That passer-by is not related to you, if you don't hurry away when you see an oil leaking car, will you take the initiative to come and help you pick up the ice and send it to the station?

Why? Can you still pay him?

Wait a minute...

Iruso suddenly thought...

When he dragged Polunarev into the mirror space, it was as if something had fallen out of Polunarev's pocket in the middle of a struggle.

The thing that fell outside with the ice, could it be... Purse?

Irusso immediately thought of the lines carved into the ground by the silver chariot.

He hurriedly took a few steps closer and stopped carefully until he could barely read the words.

I saw that the bridge deck was clearly engraved:

"Heavy Reward:"

"Please send the ice to the train station square ahead as soon as possible."

"Note: The advance payment is placed in the wallet next to it, and you can get double the reward after the ice cube is delivered."