Just when 'Fang Xing' was observing another space.

Xiao C stood in the seawater, letting the cold sea water lap on his body.

For herself, these few days were more terrible than the nightmare of falling into the abyss.

Constantly accepting the death of those around you, without knowing when you will die.

This repeated and inescapable torture destroys reason every moment, making Xiao C feel that he is constantly on the verge of madness.

What makes her even more unacceptable is when she sees another self.

Just a glance.

Xiao C already understood what was going on these days.

It's like looking at a satirical painting, and even if you don't say it explicitly, you can clearly understand what you're trying to say.

That feeling let Xiao C know that this idea would definitely not deceive him.

"What the hell is this......"

"What the hell am I ———?"

Xiao C muttered to himself with a collapsed cry, pulling his hair desperately with both hands, hoping that the sharp pain from his scalp could bring back calm thinking.

The white hands pulled off a lot of the well-maintained hair, and the scalp was bald, and Xiao Bing didn't let himself break free from the madness.

Known as the 'jewel-like eyes', there is no longer a little brilliance in it, and what is revealed from it is nothing but despair and fear.

"Our Death ...... Is it just to be a wedding dress for others!!! ”

"The world's extra ...... Why is it me, not another me!! ”

Thinking of the deaths in front of him, Xiao Bing couldn't help but think of the terrifying deaths of several of them.

Looking at his white arms even after a few days of exposure, as well as his beautiful hands and devilish figure, Xiao Bing didn't want to die so miserably, and he didn't want to die without a whole body.

"Something you want from me...... Even if it's another me, I don't want to give you my life like this! ”

Xiao C finished speaking.

Gripping the dagger that he had been holding in his hand, he stabbed himself in the heart without hesitation!

A knife went down, and blood flowed everywhere.

The place that had been washed by the waves was once again mixed with a touch of blood.

Seeing Xiao Bing's suicide, 'Fang Xing' was next to him with cold eyes, and the 'actor' stood in the distance, his expression still a little flustered.

Only Qianqian shouted and ran towards Xiao Bing in the waves, as if she wanted to save people, but with her strength as a little girl, she couldn't drag a person and still stand firm in the waves.

Before he died, Xiao Bing looked at Qianqian, who was desperately dragging herself up, and gently opened his mouth to say thank you, but the voice was either buried by the waves or interrupted by the shaking body.

In the last moments of life.

Xiao Bing vaguely saw how those people died before.

On the first day of landing, the island was divided into two.

But.

It is better to say that it is two islands, but it is better to say that they gradually split apart from a certain timeline.

It's like a two-layer piece of toilet paper that has been lifted from the middle and turned into two sheets of one layer.

The layer where Xiao C is located belongs to the second body that has been split.

Classified worlds may develop well separately or even have equal evolutionary options, but all divided worlds will eventually perish.

And bring the two worlds back together.

What needs to coincide is not only the island, but also the people on it.

There used to be nine people on the island, but now there are eighteen when you go back.

The recombination of the material plane is not important.

But having nine more souls is a superfluous mistake for worlds that want to overlap perfectly.

So, the second choice began.

Xiao C can see that after receiving some kind of 'inspiration', the little star has the ability to temporarily penetrate to another world to possess and interfere, and affect certain items.

In order to be a perfect substitute, there is something called 'fate' in the second world, in which all people will participate and rely on the power of 'fate' to maintain the current situation in these two worlds.

Whoever fulfills his destiny will receive additional inspiration, body, health, future, and luck from another self............

If you lose your fate, you will be deprived of everything.

This is a multiple-choice question.

A multiple-choice question to save the world and profit yourself by the way.

That night.

The starlet attaches itself to the 'starlet' and swallows a huge scallop directly.

After the nightmare pain of suffocation.

'Little Star' ———— died by suicide.

The body and soul of the 'little star' are dead.

But the soul of the starlet is still alive.

Since this soul is not a real life in this world, the 'little star' will not die from injuries, but will die every night until dawn.

The little stars of two worlds now use the same soul.

Although there will be no confusion of memories between each other, they will even separate the memories of the two worlds.

But the weariness of the soul will always affect a person's spirit.

The second, the 'noble son' who died in his dream, is also the hand of the noble son who died in another world.

As long as the brain is stirred with the invisible hand in the space, the person will die silently and without any scars.

Sound can deliberately penetrate the barrier of the diaphragm, allowing the words spoken by people in the gap between the two worlds to reach the ears of others.

This is also the reason why 'Fang Xing' felt that the sound was close at hand, but found nothing.

How to find it in another space!

The third, the fourth......

The prophecy of the horror nursery rhyme will always come true, because there are people in the dark who keep pushing to make themselves "unique"

What's even more terrifying is that it doesn't bring any guilt, and there is no moral discomfort like 'I killed someone'.

Because killing the other 'me' feels like picking up a couple of big flashlights and staring at your own shadow.

The interlacing of light will make the shadow fade.

But there is no shadow, and there is no discomfort.

Xiao Bing felt these feelings completely before he died.

She didn't know if she knew all this, if everyone who was killed would go through it, or if she was the only one who knew it.

Feel yourself walking towards nothingness.

Xiao Bing finally looked at Qianqian, who was desperately pulling herself to the beach, and closed her lips one by one.

I want to reveal something at the end.

But now, I really can't say anything.

Because of the ability of 'fate', the two worlds have never been completely separated, and they have been clinging to each other, waiting for the final fusion.

Even if it is the decision that you don't want to die at the hands of others, it is within fate.

The so-called rebellion instead caters to fate.

'Qianqian, ah......'

'The tenth man...... The tenth soul of this world ......'

'Yes! ’

(End of chapter)