Inside an old and spacious warehouse.

The windows on the four walls were nailed with planks and steel plates, and vents were carved into the walls adjacent to the roof.

There are many slaughtering tools on the floor of the warehouse.

There are instrument tool tables, dissecting tables, meat grinders, and hooks.

In addition to this, there are six containers that are placed around the perimeter.

But the most conspicuous place is not these dazzling bloody tools, but the large dry blood stains that can be seen everywhere on the ground.

The bloodstains apparently came from the slaughtered animals.

Of course.

Humans are also animals.

"Poof."

There was a sudden sound of heavy objects hitting the ground in the warehouse.

Through the faint dim wall light, it was vaguely clear that it was a man lying on the ground motionless.

The man had a deep depression in his back, and he couldn't see it alive.

But suddenly, the man's corpse turned into a scattered swamp and flew into the darkness.

A moment later, a pitch-black figure emerged from the darkness and came to the place where the wall light was reflected.

Sneering –

With a faint audible sound, the surface of the pitch-black humanoid gradually faded away like mud, slowly revealing Moyu's appearance.

And the pitch-black thing that faded from Moyu's body turned back into a shadow silently.

"Sure enough, it doesn't work."

Moyu glanced down at his hands.

After absorbing a large amount of marsh mud, the shadow clone has increased its physical strength by leaps and bounds.

This has been verified by Hisoka.

However, this "strength increase" only belongs to the shadow clone, and cannot be fed back to Moyu as the main body.

That is, as long as you continue to absorb the marsh......

The physical strength of the shadow clone will become stronger and stronger in a short period of time, while the physical strength of Moyu can only stand still for a short period of time.

Moyu is not an enhancement system, but he is also very interested in the strength of the shadow clone.

So he thought of a way to attach the shadow of the mimetic directly to himself, so as to obtain strength in disguise.

However, the test results were not satisfactory.

Here's why.

Although the mimicry ability that Soul Echo currently exhibits seems to have the possibility of almost "everything is simulated", it can only be maximized when it is simulated into a human form.

In a nutshell.

Its power, speed, intensity......

It can only be perfectly embodied in the form of a shadow clone.

At least for now.

It remains to be seen whether this can be changed in the future through the enhancement of "hair" and the effect of "conditioning and vows".

This idea of putting the shadow clone directly on his body to become Iron Man has failed, and Mo You doesn't feel anything, at most he feels pity.

After all, he is a trait ability, and because of the characteristics of "soul echo", he is more inclined to let the shadow clone take on the main task in battle.

This is a style that focuses on the manipulation system and the embodiment system, and it is also the correct way to use shadow replicas.

Therefore, it is a natural phenomenon that the strength of the shadow clone is greater than the strength of the body.

Of course.

If conditions permit, the ontological energy is as strong as the shadow, and it is naturally the best.

"There are quite a lot of swamp people in this area."

Moyu glanced at the various slaughtering tools in the warehouse.

The prisoners who escaped from the Fox River probably never dreamed that they themselves would one day become so valuable.

It would not have been imagined that they would be captured like wild beasts by local gangster forces and then slaughtered in such a place.

Useful organs are sold in the underworld, useless bodies are thrown into meat grinders to make feed, and the last human heads are used to cash in bounties.

The gangsters' approach to this group of deranged prisoners can be described as making the best use of everything.

But thanks to the ruthless methods of these gangsters, Mo You was able to find more than twenty prisoners to be slaughtered in the container in one go, saving the effort of searching.

I just don't know if there were already prisoners who were disposed of by the local yakuza before he came here.

If there is, it's quite wasteful.

"After one trip, I absorbed a total of 101, and the harvest was not bad."

This is the culmination of Moyo's wandering around the Roland neighborhood.

But there's still a place he hasn't got.

According to the information bought, that place is a black boxing stadium specially used to open a market, gathering all the bigwigs and wealthy people of Los Santo.

This is the last location of tonight's trip, and Moyo is sure not to miss it.

As he was about to leave, Mo You suddenly thought of the surprise box he had just received from Guanguan, and couldn't help but stop.

Between the slight movements of his thoughts, a cloud of mental power appeared on his right palm.

Immediately after, the telekinesis turned into a square red box and appeared in Mo You's hand.

The box is about the size of a basketball, with a clown on one side and a black and bold question mark on the other five.

Mo Yu held the box in one hand, and it was very light to start, giving him the feeling that it was an empty box.

"What are the items you need most at the moment......

Moyu looked at the surprise box.

Strictly speaking, this kind of mindset with special abilities is enough to be classified as a mindset.

It's a pity that it's a one-time item.

But think about it, with the mechanic of the surprise box, if there is no limit to the number of uses, the 50% probability is meaningless.

Moreover, in the face of the ability effect of opening various items out of thin air, the constraint of consuming 50% of the potential gas is negligible.

"What is opened is an item, which means that the opportunity to remove the memory is not within the scope."

Mo You flipped through the surprise box, and if it wasn't opened, it would be no different from an ordinary box.

After playing for a while, Mo You withdrew his telekinesis, and the surprise magic box suddenly turned into a ball of white light and disappeared.

At present, I have already got a chance to remove the mind, as long as I can get it again, I can consider solving the matter of the mindfulness space.

To be on the safe side, Mo You felt that he would have to get rid of his thoughts at least three times.

Once for the mind space, and twice for the terrifying aura.

However, considering that there are also those remembrers invited by the association, maybe two remeditation opportunities will be enough.

Because Mo You could completely let those Mind Removal Masters solve the Mind Space, in this way, he only needed to free up two Mind Removal Opportunities to deal with Libra.

The question is how to convince the determinists to act.

"I don't think about it so much......"

Mo You shook his head slightly.

The perception of the reward given is too random.

I don't know when I will get the second chance.

The only thing that is certain is that as long as you intersect with characters such as Sisoyin'er fans who have a "high appearance rate" or "high popularity" in the original game, the higher the probability of getting a high-level reward.

Not lingering long, Moyu left the slaughterhouse-like warehouse and headed straight for the Black Fist Arena.

Soon, Moyo was at his destination.

The so-called black boxing stadium is actually an abandoned real estate of considerable scale.

From a distance, high-rise buildings with only shells stand in the night.

In the center of each abandoned high-rise building, there is a high-rise building that is brightly lit.

With this high-rise building as the central point, the surrounding open space is full of all kinds of luxury cars, as well as many men in black suits standing guard.

Moyo hid in the darkness, silently observing the building in the center.

Even though they were some distance away, they could hear the noise coming from the building.

Moyu could almost imagine the scene inside:

There are two strong men fighting in the ring, never to the death.

The ring was surrounded by a group of elites of the upper echelons of society who wore suits and dresses, as well as gangster bosses who had a strong presence in Los Santo.

They will shoot all kinds of foul language into the ring regardless of their image, and they will also get bloodshot in their heads and eyes due to their excessive excitement, and they will look like evil spirits returning from hell.

This is the image that comes to Moyu's mind.

"Let's dive in and take a look."

Mo Yu paused for a moment, summoning a shadow that mimicked into a swampy muddy lake on his body.

In just a few moments, Mo Yu turned into a pitch-black person with only eyes exposed.

After making these preparations, Mo You quietly touched the brightly lit tall building.

Judging from the large number of garrisons near the high-rise buildings, it is clear that the organizers attach great importance to security issues, which is enough to explain the scale and weight of this grand event.

When he came to the area near the high-rise building, Mo You did not act rashly, first observed for a while, found a place with the weakest defense, and then started to act, and infiltrated the building smoothly.

After entering the building, Mo You found that there was a hole inside.

The floor of the corridor is paved with a large number of crystal bricks, and a red carpet covered on the crystal brick ground is very eye-catching.

on the wall, on the ceiling.

A variety of Western-style lamps emit a bright light that fills every corner of the eye as far as the eye can see.

From the outside, the façade of the high-rise building is clearly composed of red brick walls, not even plastered with cement.

Moreover, the floors above the fifth floor are leaking on all sides like other unfinished buildings around, and there is only one shell.

But the interior of the building is no less luxurious than the big casinos in Los Santo.

Moyu avoided the striking red carpet corridor and walked around for a while before finding a corridor that led to the ring.

Coming to a double door with handles, Moyu gently pushed it open.

As the twin doors slowly revealed the gap, the sound of one after another passed through the crack in the door and into Moyu's ears.

Moyu didn't pay attention to the deafening noise, and walked sideways through the gaping double doors that had opened a little.

The double doors closed, and Moyu stood in front of them, looking ahead.

The upper floors of this room have been completely pierced and transformed into a Colosseum-like style.

In the center, there is a wide circular ring.

And in the open space around the ring are dozens of clear glass cabinets, each of which holds a muscular man.

Beyond the open space is a circular auditorium from low to high.

With the direct beam of light from above the ring, I could barely see that the audience was full.

Mo You glanced around the environment and always felt that this place was familiar.

He thought about it for a while, and then he thought of the 1v1 ring in the Sky Arena.

The place is very similar to this place, and it is possible that the organizers used the style of the Sky Arena as a reference before renovating it.

"The light in the auditorium is very dim, but if you walk around, you should be noticed."

Moyo's figure was hidden in the darkness, and he glanced at the black-pressed auditorium, and then looked at the more than 80 glass cabinets around the ring, as well as the two strong men fighting in the ring.

This place is too big.

With the range of Moyu's perception of the swamp people's breath, if you want to accurately find the swamp people mixed in the hundreds of spectators, you must have to walk around.

That kind of move is too remarkable.

And the glass cabinets that were placed around the ring were at least a hundred meters away from the first row of spectators.

Therefore, even if you touch the first row of seats, you will not be able to confirm it.

Suddenly.

Moyu was drawn to the narrator's voice.

The narrator's passionate voice reverberated over the ring through the amplification of the loudspeaker.

From the commentary, Mo You heard the words "Fox River No. 5" and "Fox River No. 11", and his heart was slightly shocked.

Fox River and numbering?

In other words, the two men who were fighting in the ring were most likely prisoners who had escaped from Fox River Prison.

The organizers captured the prisoners and put them in a life-and-death ring that would please all parties, and compiled easy-to-remember numbers for them.

"The people in the cupboard...... Also a prisoner of Fox River? ”

Moyu rolled his gaze and looked at the clear glass cases around the ring again.

The men held there have two things in common.

One is both with an inch head, and the other is tall and strong.

This couldn't help but make Mo You think of the group of swamp people he found in the "slaughterhouse" just now, all of them had small heads, but they basically couldn't see a tall and strong person.

The organizers of this place must have mobilized a lot of manpower to hunt down the prisoners who escaped from the Fox River Prison?

Judging from the general environment of Los Santos, this possibility is not impossible.

Because the gang members are chasing prisoners, it is estimated that they will be more active than the Los Santos police.

So......

The organizers here caught a lot of Fox River prisoners, and then the tall Fox River prisoners were sent directly to the life and death ring?

And those Fox River prisoners with ordinary stature can only be sent to the slaughterhouse to be directly broken down into money?

If the speculation is true, then this kind of money-gathering method is simply using the Fox River prisoners as a cash cow.

However, the real inducement can only be the official operation of the Dana area.

"There are people in 81 cabinets, plus two in the ring, that's 83......"

"If it's all swamps, after absorbing this wave, the strength of the shadow clones may be able to increase by another level."

"Anyway, just let the shadow clone try it."

Mo Yu stared at the clear glass cabinets around the ring and quickly made a decision.

He turned away from here, found a hidden place, and immediately mimicked the shadow clones.

Instead of directly controlling the shadow clone's movements, he slowly closed his eyes and sketched the image of Hisoka in his mind.

It's no longer the two-dimensional image you see in the original work, but the reality image that I saw with my own eyes after meeting Hisoka tonight.

After a while.

Colors slowly emerge on the body of the pitch-black shadow clone, and at the same time, the outline and volume of the body also change significantly.

This visible change lasted for about twenty seconds.

The shadow clone took the form of Hisoka.

It's not Picasso Hiso, it's the evolved Hiso, but it's swollen in a few places on his face.

"Hmm......"

Mo Yu rubbed his forehead gently.

Because he couldn't extract the image of Hisoka's pig head and face from his mind tonight, when mimicking, although he could reproduce Hisoka's outfit and hairstyle tonight, he also had no choice but to add a swollen bag setting to Hisoka's face......

"Forget it, it's just a flaw."

Moyu raised his hand and patted Hisobenso's shoulder.

"It's up to you, Sisobenso."

The voice fell.

Sisobenso walked in the direction of the ring.