StarTie Simulation: Aren’t you NPCs?

Wu looked at the tall building in front of him, his black eyes narrowed slightly, and then looked at Lu, who was following behind him and looking at the tarot cards spread on the ground with a serious expression, and asked, "What is the result of the divination?"

"Hmm? Ah...it's okay. I should be able to complete the mission this time and get away with it safely." "Lu" suddenly said with a relaxed smile.

"Wu" nodded silently and looked up at the tall building in front of him. A hint of coldness flashed across his deep eyes. He knew...the battle that took place ten years ago...would come to an end today.

"Everyone, I hope this is our last group mission. Let's go!"

Following "J's" order, "Lu" instantly turned into a ghost-like state. This was her understanding of the "Ether Editor". Although she was a woman, whether it was assassination or intelligence work... she could be considered the strongest one in "Company C".

"Wu" also drew out the long sword that he had been carrying behind his back. The sharp blade flashed coldly in the moonlight. The originally calm "Wu" also burst out with murderous aura the moment the long sword was unsheathed, which once made him the uncrowned king of the killer world in "Neon City".

However, he did not rush out to kill, but turned his head to look at the purple shadow behind him and asked softly:

"Ningxi... do you regret it?"

"Lu" was a little unresponsive when his real name was suddenly revealed, but then he shook his head and said, "Mr. Bai, I don't regret it."

"That's good."

After saying this, "Wu" instantly turned into a silver stream of light, and at the end of the silver stream of light was dotted with a purple tassel, just like the shadow of the silver stream of light, accompanying him forever.

When the silver light that once terrified many desperadoes shines in the "Neon City"...it's time for them to take back everything they have lost.

Almost in an instant, the silver light dotted with purple tassels arrived outside the gate of the towering building.

"Wu" looked at the locked door in front of him without any expression on his face. He slowly raised the long knife in his hand and cut off the glass door in front of him with one stroke.

As the specially treated glass fell to the ground, an alarm suddenly sounded in the building and a heart-pounding red light, but... this was Wu's purpose.

He knew that once the mechanical supervisor here saw him coming...what he would face would not be groups of mechanical guards, but a very standard 1v1.

Even though he is a machine, even though he is the director of "Company B" who reports directly to "Tuning", his mechanical head has a will that is no different from his original body.

Just as "Wu" and "Lu" were still on guard around them, the sound of footsteps came from the end of the red light.

In the flashing red light, "Wu" saw the mechanical supervisor who looked exactly like himself.

The uncrowned king cloned by "Tuning"...Bai Wuming.

As Bai Wuming gradually approached, Wu subconsciously protected Lu behind him and warned him, "Ning Xi... don't interfere in this battle. He won't use those mechanical guards. This is the last battle between him and me."

"Either Wu, who is subordinate to PokéFace, survives, or Bai Wuming, who is subordinate to Tuning, survives."

"Lu" was well aware of the stubbornness of the man in front of her, but... she was also prepared. Once the mechanical replica used any power other than the two of them, she would join the battle.

At this moment, Bai Wuming stopped and looked at "Wu" in front of him and said meaningfully: "Long time no see... another me, back then... the death of your three companions didn't make you have a clear enough understanding?"

Wu didn't seem anxious or annoyed by his words. He just said calmly: "You are not me. You are the dog of that intelligent brain... and I am a living person."

Bai Wuming's face froze. He felt his emotional module constantly running. It was an emotion called "anger".

He took a deep breath, then continued to smile and said, "After so many years... I want to see if your sword skills are as good as your mouth!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Wuming turned into a stream of silver light and rushed directly towards "Wu" who was standing not far away. "Wu" himself stood there, looking at the moves that were exactly the same as his with a calm face, and he sighed silently.

He is not sighing for himself, nor for his past self.

——Instead, he was sighing for Bai Wuming who had not made any progress.

Looking at the stream of light that was coming towards him like a silver dragon, "Wu" slowly raised the long sword in his hand, as if he had completely given up resisting this powerful move, as if he was giving up.

"Ding--"

With a crisp sound, two identical long swords collided with each other, and "Wu"'s seemingly careless sword directly blocked his once famous skill.

However, what was even more surprising was yet to come. "Wu" was still standing there, as if he had taken root in the ground, while Bai Wuming had already retreated several steps, looking at "himself" with a slightly weathered face in shock.

Wu sighed again and said, "In the past ten years... your swordsmanship has not improved at all. You are not even proficient in this move..."

At this point, "Wu" recalled the guy who had been beaten up by him for almost a month, but in the last few days he was suddenly able to fight back and forth with him even though he had used 70% of his strength.

It was not known whether it was because of the pride that he could be considered his teacher or for some other reason, but Wu's face, which had always been as cold as an iceberg, suddenly broke into a smile.

"You are not even as good as that kid." "Wu" said with a faint smile.

Bai Wuming did not answer him, but turned into a stream of silver light and attacked "Wu" again, as if he was unwilling to see that the skills he had practiced for decades were broken.

Looking at the stream of light, a ripple of disgust suddenly appeared in "Wu's" eyes. After shaking his head slightly, he also turned into a silver stream of light and rushed out. No, to be precise, it should not be a silver stream of light, but a giant silver dragon.

The silver dragon collided violently with the silver light, and after the dragon bit it several times, it soared into the air again, like a silver streak trying to kill the dragon.

But...a dragon is still a dragon after all. A replica without the essence will never be as good as the original that has been cultivated with ten years of painstaking efforts.

After fighting in the air for only a moment, the silver light was completely pressed to the ground by the giant dragon, raising clouds of dust that obscured the figures of the two people.

A moment later, when the smoke and dust cleared, what "Lu" saw was... "Wu", with a somewhat weathered face, stabbing a long knife into the chest of his younger self.

After ten years of hard work, the sword is finally unsheathed.

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