"Do you only retain this little bit of strength?" The owner, Gemo, tapped the mobile phone in his hand and asked very dissatisfied.

"Strength is secondary, the main thing is that I have the qualifications to use superpowers in this world. It's this qualification that counts. If the strength is insufficient, you can cultivate and improve. The deputy personality said disapprehantly.

"Does cultivation improve strength? Do you know how to cultivate? The main personality asked.

"I don't know." The sub-personality replied dryly.

"Are you so sure?" The host was surprised.

"I've come up from the Nether, so it's impossible to sit still. Even if I don't have a ready-made cultivation secret method, I can try it again and again. The sub-personality replied fearlessly.

"Let me tell you, I don't have any money in my bank card, can you go and earn some money to treat me first?" The main personality asked awkwardly.

"What disease do you have?" The sub-personality asked in surprise.

"Schizophrenia." The host replied.

"It's not a disease." The parapersonality replied.

"No, it's a big illness. If I can't control it, my consciousness will be assimilated by yours. The main personality said solemnly.

"Isn't that bad?" The deputys asked.

"It may be good for this body, but it's not good for me. Once you're back in the Nether, this body is still under my control. Otherwise, the body will become vegetative and stinky when you leave. The main personality explained.

"I can't trust the technology of this world. If possible, I want you to be able to become stronger with me, instead of maintaining the balance of power by suppressing me. The sub-personality reminded.

"Okay, then let's go earn some money first, I can't afford to pay next month's rent with the money in my pocket." The main personality explained awkwardly.

"Don't you have a job?" The deputys asked.

"I'm schizophrenic, I'm always distracted at work, and I've been resigned because of distraction at work after I got several jobs." The main personality explained.

"What day is this month?"

"On the 31st, there is only half a day left until next month."

……

On the noon snack street, Zuo Zhe dragged his sick body, like a hangover drunkard, walking slowly and leisurely. The severe condition has made it extremely difficult for Zuo Zhe to even walk. Although he doesn't drink a drop of alcohol, his body is still in bad condition.

"This body is really weak!" The sub-personality sighed in an undetectable voice.

"Yes, if you don't come out in time, I probably won't last many days." The main personality wiped the sweat from his forehead, and leaned against the wall on the side of the snack street to try to calm the dizziness in front of him.

"This body looks very sick, it's not just schizophrenia, right? Do you know what else you have? The sub-personality asked.

"I don't know, but I can't afford to cure any disease." The main personality rested for a moment and then walked slowly forward again.

"Take a taxi to the hospital, you must hurry up and get treatment, otherwise your body will collapse." The sub-personality demanded.

"There's no money." The master took out his pocket, and only took out a hundred-dollar bill and a few small bills scattered from his pocket.

"Find a restaurant that doesn't have cameras." The deputy personality said helplessly.

"I don't steal." The main personality shook his head and refused.

"You're really a noble person." The sub-personality scoffed.

"I don't want to get money in a way that's illegal. Trust me, it's not good for either of us to do that. The master said in a deep voice.

"What, is there any special ability in this world?" Zuo Zhe looked at the passers-by who were hurrying on the snack street, and didn't think that these passers-by had any special abilities.

"There are people secretly watching my every move, and once I do something that violates the law, something bad will happen." The main personality explained.

"When you say that, I feel it too." The sub-personality felt it for a moment and said, "It seems that your body seems to have offended some great person, causing the other party to send someone to spy on you." As soon as you do anything out of the ordinary, will they take a shot? The deputy asked in a deep voice.

"I saved people when I awakened my superpowers. A family of three that I had rescued from under the wheel of a big truck had their eyes on me. The owner sighed.

"Met the white-eyed wolf who will take revenge?" The deputys asked.

"In the face of great benefits, the little kindness I saved their lives is nothing. They are businessmen after all, and as long as the interests are large enough, there is nothing that cannot be betrayed. The host sighed.

"Why didn't they arrest you?" The sub-personality asked curiously.

"It's not like there's no one in the world who bursts into potential at a critical moment. Although my performance at that time was beyond the scope of ordinary people, it was not too terrifying. The main personality explained.

"Even so, they should at least help you heal, right?" The deputys asked.

"They had contacted me before and wanted to refer me to a private hospital for treatment, but I refused." The main personality explained.

"Why?"

"I can feel the greed in their hearts." The main personality said.

"In that case, let's kill them." The sub-personality suggested.

"Can you hide it?" The main personality questioned.

"I couldn't before, but now I can." Feeling the current in the underground cable, the corners of the subordinate's mouth rose slightly.

……

"Don't cry, he doesn't want to accept our funding, can we still tie him up in the hospital?"

"There is only one child in my sister's family who is still alive, do you want to watch my nephew die of illness like this?"

"I can't reason with him at all, what can you let me do?!"

"I'll go tell him again, he's sick like that, he can't put it off any longer!"

"Mom, why don't I go and tell my cousin?"

"No, who knows if your cousin's disease is contagious? He looked sick, who knows what other illness he suffered from besides mental illness? ”

……

In the darkness of night, a staggering figure wandered the streets of the suburban villa area, and its figure seemed to be hidden by an invisible layer of light. Along the way, people who went out after dinner obviously passed by them, but they didn't feel any sense. Only the pet dog led by the people, sniffing its nose in surprise when passing by, seemed to smell an abnormal smell in the air.

"Do you have to do it?" The main personality asked uncertainly.

"Why hesitate when the enemy is already clear?" The sub-personality asked rhetorically.

"I just feel pain in my head and my memory is a little out of order." The main personality said with his hands on his head.

"Something is wrong with your memory?" Stopping his tracks, the deputy asked.

"Maybe your presence erased some of my memories, and some of my memories are vague." The master personality said with a headache.