I am a model criminal in the infinite labor reform [Infinite]

Fu Yu'an's words were correct. Although it was the first time for them to cooperate in this situation, the effect was surprisingly good.

Shi Cheng followed the path cleared out for him by the other party, and arrived at the destination unimpeded all the way.

"I'm here." He whispered into the communication device, "Run outside, Fu Yu'an, the sooner the better."

Subconsciously, Fu Yu'an did as he said.

But the moment he pulled down the control lever, his hand stopped in the air.

Not right.

Shicheng's tone is not right.

"you……"

"Let's go." Shi Cheng said concisely, and casually detonated a device next to him.

Fu Yu'an was slightly startled, and only had time to dodge the soaring flames, but he couldn't avoid the ensuing impact.

At present, white light was everywhere, and when he couldn't react, he threw his shuttle out of the inner circle.

At that moment, he suddenly had a guess with a chill down his spine.

Shicheng occupied Mo Songcheng's body, and he was in such a hurry after he came out, what was he rushing for?

If it is really to manipulate the explosion, the time it took each time it came out before is far from enough.

As the commander in chief, he must participate in the entire command of this operation for more than two hours to guarantee it, but this short ten minutes is for...

He suddenly thought of a sentence the other party said before.

"Mo Songcheng must die."

Mo Songcheng must die——

But Shicheng is now Mosongcheng!

Cold sweat broke out on Fu Yu'an's forehead instantly, his eyes were red, and he yelled into the headset: "Shicheng! What are you doing?"

"Don't bark, your ears are going to explode." Shi Cheng's slightly helpless voice came, "I said don't worry."

"How do you want me to feel relieved?" He gritted his teeth, secretly hating himself for trusting this person too blindly, "Tell me what you want to do."

Shi Cheng thought about it, but found that he couldn't speak.

How should he say that he really came to die?

This copy of the system requires only the final result to reach the intended outcome, and the process is irrelevant.

But some important processes will directly affect the ending, just like this time, Mo Songcheng will not take the initiative to die.

In order to ensure that the final key node will not be changed, Shicheng can only set the direction of this plot by himself.

As for what will happen to him...

Shi Cheng lowered his eyes, thinking of the conversation he had with Jiao Juan before the dungeon started.

"What would I do if I died unexpectedly when I appeared in that instance as a guide?"

Jiao Juan hesitated for two seconds, but still told the truth: "You will die."

"But like I said before, as a leader, you have the authority of a leader, and the 50.00% surviving backup is your chance."

Based on this condition, Shicheng chose to take a gamble.

In fact, there is no need to take such a risk. After all, there is no limit to the number of Fu Yuan's reincarnation. If you fail once, you can do it twice.

But Shicheng didn't want this.

This is a very inexplicable idea. The difficulty of each reincarnation will increase with the passage of time, and the memory of the person involved will also be confused.

If the number of times is small, he can sort it out. If it is dozens of times or hundreds of times, can he really still have reason and distinguish reality from illusion?Will he be left here forever?

Shicheng asked Jiao Juan: "If he fails, what will happen to me?"

The anxious smile continued: "You will be fine. You are just a guide. If you fail, you will come out. The top score is relatively low. No one can guarantee whether you will enter the punishment copy."

He asked again, "What if he wins?"

Jiao Juan: "The score will increase according to the ratio. As I said, you are now a leader, not a reform-through-labour prisoner."

From this point of view, whether he wins or loses, it doesn't have much impact on him.

Because even if he loses, he will not be afraid of the punishment copy.

Compared with the illusory thing of giving 50.00% probability to fate, it seems that the latter is more suitable for him.

But Shicheng chose the first option.

As for why.

He didn't know why either.

He just didn't want to see Fu Yuan lose, so he did it.

He stood on the tallest tower of Somera, looking down at the flames of war and gunpowder smoke below.

The first explosion point has already been detonated, but Shicheng doesn't care, those places are irrelevant to him.

He saw those who were destined to die came here one by one according to Fu Yu'an's instructions, and just turned off their watches.

In the first 15 minutes of No. 5 minutes, he must start his own plan.

Even if the explosion will affect the final score earlier, he must ensure that this is the last ending.

"Time City!"

Fu Yuan's hoarse voice still echoed in his ears.

This time, Shicheng didn't dislike the other party for being too noisy. After listening patiently for a while, he whispered: "I can hear you, stop making noise."

"Fu Yu'an," he said with a smile, "don't tell me a few words, don't infect me with your bad luck."

Since they all choose to believe in fate, they naturally don't mind believing in a little more.

This big moldy ball surnamed Fu is a representative who should stay away.

Fu Yuan choked for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "What are you betting on?"

Shi Cheng laughed: "I'll tell you later."

If he can get out alive, tell this man the truth.

"Okay," he slowed down his voice unaccustomed, "see you later."

Without saying anything more, with a touch of the fingertip, the communication was cut off.

The time set for himself on the display screen had arrived, and his fingertips hovered over the control button for a moment, before finally pressing it without hesitation.

The moment the first explosion sounded, Shi Cheng's vision penetrated the dazzling white light around him, and he saw Huo Pule who came with a shocked face.

Surrounded by guards, he was forcibly led away from the deafening explosion field.

Shi Cheng felt a surge of heat in his body, and the scorching pain spread from his chest to his whole body, making him almost unable to stand still.

Looking at the collapsed building, he walked slowly to a dilapidated sofa and sat down.

Wiping the sweat off his forehead with his hand, he took a deep breath and managed to shift his attention from the pain to the surrounding scene.

He saw the dust that had not yet settled on the ground, he saw people fleeing in a hurry, he saw Yu Tian who was burnt to the ground...

This was the first time he stood at this angle overlooking the tragedy caused by him.

Back then, he was just standing far away in the main control room, and what he saw were the gorgeous fireworks in the galaxy of the universe.

But now, what I saw was the mess and unbearable mess after the fireworks.

This was probably the last scene Mo Songcheng saw before his death.

Shi Cheng moved his fingers and pressed hard on the armrest, as if suppressing the chaos and unstoppable burning sensation in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Somermela was blown up by him for the second time, but he still had no regrets.

It's just that the price paid this time seems to be more tragic than the first time.

that person...

Before a certain thought appeared, he felt a cold touch caressing his scalding cheek.

He opened his eyes in astonishment, and caught sight of someone in front of him unexpectedly.

Fu Yuan's dark eyes were really beautiful. When he was staring at something seriously, it was as if he was about to drown someone.

"Why are you here?" He had a rare moment of panic, and raised his hand to push people away.

1 minute, 1 minute later, no one can live near this planet.

"It's all like this, and you still think you can push me?" Fu Yu'an saw his weak hand slipping from his chest, not knowing whether it was self-deprecating or something, he snorted in an unclear tone.

The temperature from his fingertips let him know how burned the person in front of him was. Even though he couldn't understand the face in front of him that didn't belong to Shicheng, he still sighed and squatted down, looking at the other person at the same level: "50.00% probability that you will I dare to bet, your courage is really not small."

Shicheng was surprised.

How does this person know 50.00%?

Seeing him like this, Fu Yu'an gritted his teeth, and his voice almost came out from between his teeth: "What do you think you are trying to do? Can I really not get out because of this failure? If you fail once, you can do it twice, twice. If not, just three times... reincarnation is unlimited, not just your method!"

Shi Cheng was already having a hard time breathing, he took two short breaths, and said in a tone as nonchalant as possible: "But I don't want to gamble on this."

Fu Yuan swallowed the second half of his words in an instant.

Shicheng looked at him fixedly: "It's not that I haven't thought about it, but I chose the method that I think is the most worthwhile."

Fu Yu'an felt that this fever was contagious, and during the conversation, his breath was unconsciously warmed up.

He was silent for a long time, perhaps for a few seconds, or maybe less than a second, and then smiled helplessly as if admitting defeat and compromise: "You make me...how can you be so cruel to you?"

Shi Cheng raised his eyebrows at him through his hazy gaze.

Ten seconds left.

Consciousness is slackening, and he has been speechless.

But at the last second before he passed out, he suddenly felt a chill between his brows, as if something had touched him lightly.

What followed was someone's slightly hoarse voice.

"Shicheng, you can't survive by chance."

"Gambles below 100% are out of the question."

As soon as the words fell, Fu Yuan moved his fingers and clicked the metal button that had been clutched in the palm of his hand.

After putting the knife into Shicheng's chest for the first time, he told himself: There will be no second time.

He never breaks his promise.

He will not allow Shicheng to take his life because of himself.

At that moment, the surrounding explosion sounds and scenes froze.

Dust hung in the air, the explosion stopped abruptly, and even the half-burned people were pressed the pause button and stayed for a certain moment.

Shi Cheng only felt that his whole body was drawn into an invisible space, his five senses were lost, and he could only wander around aimlessly.

He walked with uncertain steps for a long time, and suddenly remembered something.

The Fu Yu'an I saw before...

It wasn't Fu Yu'an who used the body of "Shicheng".

From the moment Fu Yuan appeared in front of him, it was that person's body!

in the suspended copy.

The absolute silence did not exceed 1 minute, and the movement after the silence was more than ten times stronger than before!

Fu Yu'an watched the familiar sea of ​​data begin to emerge, leaned against the wall without fear, and stretched leisurely.

【warn! 0001 The memory center world is in disorder! 】

【warn! 0001 There is a program loophole in the memory center world! 】

【warn! ...]

As if the system had been implanted with a virus, it kept making piercing electric sounds, and the self-test results rang in Fu Yuan's ears one after another, making him frown.

The environment is disturbing.

He hesitated for a moment in the middle of the vortex, and suddenly his expression softened, and he raised his hand to caress his lower lip.

The temperature there is much higher than other places.

In the next second, he finally made a decision and resolutely walked into the sea of ​​torn data.

The body that was forcibly fused was torn apart by the sea of ​​data the moment it came into contact. He supported his fragmented body, walked through countless storms, and came to a barely quiet space. In the center of the space was a cluster of small Small blobs of light.

Here is the extracted memory of 0001.

Do you want to see it?He is very torn.

If you read it, you might offend that person.

I don't look at it, and I am a little unwilling.

After weighing it again and again, he frowned and reached out to touch it.

Regardless of him, I don't know if I can survive, if I can't see it, I will die with regret!

If you survived by luck... let's talk about pleading guilty to that person.

The moment the light cluster was turned on, the surrounding data changed rapidly, turning into an overwhelming screen.

These screens record the time of that year in Shicheng, which is a real history.

……

Fu Yu'an saw Huo Pulie.

Seeing being tricked to the bottom of the valley by Yu Tian, ​​being tied to a bed of sharp nails by Hope, recalling the past time city over and over again.

Shi Cheng was covered in blood, his teeth were clenched tightly, and he was so strong that he didn't even groan.

Hoplee sat beside him, slowly and gently wiped the wound pierced by nails for him: "Shicheng, after all these years, don't you miss your brother?"

"Shicheng, when you were lying beside me like this, you were still three or four years old. How obedient you were at that time, I asked you to kill a cat, and you killed it without saying a word, you would not be rebellious at all Go against me."

"Look at your hip... Huh? Why is the tattoo I carved for you missing? You burned it? Tsk, you're so disobedient."

Fu Yu'an watched helplessly as Huoplie lifted Shicheng's lower garment, exposing his hip bones with extensive burns.

He took out his pocket knife and carved a three-digit number—921—on the ugly old burn scar.

"You must not forget this number." After Hopley finished engraving, he looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and wiped away the blood with a dirty cloth, but the blood from the wound continued to flow, and it would flow out after wiping it off More.

He lost his patience, threw away the cloth, and caressed the face of the blood donor with Shi Cheng's blood-stained hand.

The man's complexion was pale, with only a pair of dark red eyes, and he made no effort to hide the killing intent inside, staring straight at Hope.

Hopele didn't care, and even smiled: "Shicheng, this is the day you were born."

"You can't forget me and it."

……

Fu Yu'an felt that his heart was being held by an invisible hand, and he grasped it hard one after another, making it extremely difficult to even breathe.

He closed his eyes and turned his head away in bewilderment, unable to bear to look at Hoplee's memory again.

After a quick glance, I came to the scene after Shicheng escaped from Hoplee.

At that time, Shicheng was still covered in blood, not only had eighteen knife marks, but the back was almost full of blood holes from the nail bed. If Huo Pulie hadn't forcefully administered medicine to him, he might not have been able to live in fame.

Just like in the copy, Bai Limo sent Chengcheng and the others to sleep in the cave, and Shicheng sat at the entrance of the cave wearing an unknown coat, with an undisguised exhaustion on his face.

This was the first time Fu Yu'an saw such a time city.

Seven days, the seven days in reality are not as short as he passed in the dungeon, this is actually seven days and nights.

Shi Cheng stood guard at the door, watching the unpredictable weather and the sudden attack, tensed his nerves, and blocked all dangers time and time again, just to protect the dozen or so people inside.

Among them, there are those who want his life.

Fu Yuan didn't understand why Shicheng cared so much about the explosion.

He is obviously a vengeful ghost who doesn't want to suffer at all, but he can guard these people for so long for this purpose, even risking his life to ensure the implementation of this plan.

On the seventh day, rescue finally arrived.

Shicheng also lost consciousness at that moment, swayed, and fell headfirst towards the cliff.

Even though he knew that he must be rescued, Fu Yu'an still put his heart in his throat.

It wasn't until the man was lying in the treatment cabin that he breathed a sigh of relief.

The hanging heart let go, and the sourness and heartache that I felt late came to the tip of my tongue.

Shicheng 100 years ago was far less mature and calm than it is now. Although he was taciturn and silent, his eyes could not hide his emotions. He would be angry, resentful, happy and tired.

But the Shicheng he sees now is casual, elegant and polite.

But like a pool of stagnant water, no matter what heavy objects are thrown into it, there will be no waves.

The former time city makes people curious, frightened, and distressed.

But the latter is even more regrettable and regrettable.

Putting aside all the unspeakable personal feelings, no matter how forgiving Fu Yu'an is, he doesn't have the ability to smile when facing such a time city. If he can, he just wants to go to a random night to warm up after that person falls asleep. Cold hands.

It is not so easy for a person to pass from cold ice to stagnant water.

Perhaps this has something to do with the 100 years of loneliness and suicide, but Fu Yu'an is more inclined to what other things he experienced in the later time.

It has something to do with Mo Songcheng.He vaguely guessed.

Fu Yu'an thought about many possibilities. Mo Songcheng was loyal and sacrificed voluntarily for the leader's plan. As the leader, Shicheng felt guilty.

I also thought that Mo Songcheng made a heinous mistake and was sent to die by Shicheng. Like many people in charge before, they were quietly arranged to die.

But there is only one possibility, which he never thought of.

And this possibility is also the only correct result.

The author has something to say:

The next chapter will finish this dungeon!

Recently, the epidemic has been very serious. I have been a little busy as a volunteer recently. I apologize for not being as fat as before!There will be red envelopes when the copy of the next chapter is over!

Thank you for your support, I love you~

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