Thriller Trainee

"What are you doing?"

The black-haired man's tone was slightly deep, and the shadow behind him followed his shadow, exuding an ominous color.

It was not just the scene in front of him. A little further back, the entire two rooms had become ruins. The blue and white room was the worst, and it was even impossible to see its original appearance. The black room was not much better. The bookshelf and the wine rack were broken all over the floor, and deep red wine could be seen flowing on the floor everywhere.

At first glance, seeing your room become like this, no one would be in a good mood.

However, the devil just glanced at the mess lightly, and refocused his eyes on the magician who was pressing the No. 1 in the parallel world to the ground.

There is no doubt that in this situation, if it were someone else, it would be a serious scene of catching an adulterer. But the magician is not an ordinary person, the devil is not an ordinary person, and even the No. 1 who was forced to be pressed to the ground is not an ordinary person.

But this does not prevent the devil from feeling that the scene in front of him is extremely dazzling.

Especially when he saw his other self licking his lips excitedly, his dark golden pupils flashing with interest, and even provocatively pulling a strand of the magician's long silver-white hair, rubbing it between his fingertips in an ambiguous way.

It's another self now, isn't it clear what his own nature is?

This is obviously arousing interest.

Not only is he thinking about it, but he is also inviting him to fight fearlessly.

The devil snorted coldly, and the shadow behind the tip of his black leather shoes began to move, trying to quietly fix the other party on the black floor.

But it is obvious that No.1's ability is the same as his. So after the two of them issued opposite instructions to the shadow together, the shadow without any wisdom was in trouble, and finally chose not to listen to anyone and stuck in place.

When one trick failed, he narrowed his eyes, stepped on the shadow and stepped forward, and hugged the magician's waist intimately.

"Dear, who is this?"

He asked knowingly.

As early as in the other parallel world, the devil had already found out about his information in the parallel world from the main system.

Obviously, the horror trainee competition on that side has not started yet. If it is defined according to the book "Horror Trainee" in the higher-dimensional world mentioned by Zong Jiu, it belongs to the stage where the story has not even begun.

"It is you in the parallel world, who is very uneducated."

Zong Jiu said, relaxing his body and leaning back, lazily leaning the back of his head on the devil's chest, one foot still bent on the knee and supporting the No. 1 on the ground, and began to complain.

"He destroyed our room."

Obviously, the word "we" divided the clear boundaries and immediately dispelled the devil's gloomy mood just now.

However, the magician's next sentence made him squint again.

"By the way, he also stained your painting."

Zong Jiu pointed to the side of the wine cabinet. Then the devil saw the oil painting with the black cloth lifted.

In addition to the paint, there were some dark red wine traces on the originally flat canvas.

Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that this painting was seen by someone other than them.

Very unhappy.

No.1, who watched them show their affection, said:......?

This kind of bystander feeling of being unable to get a word in while the other party formed a circle of their own atmosphere was really bad.

Of course, the feeling that something that you finally became interested in was already classified as property by others was even worse.

Even if that person was another self in a parallel world, it was the same.

Whether it was the devil or No.1, they were the kind of people who would either snatch it back or forcibly possess it once they became interested. There was never a reason that they could not get it or could not get it.

Of course, it is undeniable that the property of others made No.1 more eager to plunder.

So in the spirit of courting death, No.1 continued to start his road of fanning the flames and never returned.

"Heh."

He suppressed the sourness in his heart and began to sneer, "I'm so disappointed. I didn't expect you in the parallel world to be like this. What is this? A dog that is tamed obediently?"

"He does need some lessons."

The demon's voice was low, and anyone with a discerning eye could hear the signs of displeasure inside: "Baby, your hands are all red. I won't bother you with this kind of thing. Let me do it."

The man slowly showed the flower ring on his hand that was paired with the magician's, while decisively using the authority of infinite loop.

No matter which world the demon's force value is, there is no need to question it. After all, it is a being born from malice, and it gathers the darling of the world's malice. The puppet line and the ability to manipulate shadows are enough to make him invincible. He can easily destroy an S-level copy while chatting and laughing, without any effort at all.

Since it is the self in the parallel world, the demon is really clear about his ability. If you have to confront head-on, there will definitely be no one to tell who is better.

But...the demon in this world has something that No. 1 doesn't have.

That is the authority of infinite loop.

Although as the super S-level dungeon boss, many rules of infinite loop cannot restrict the devil, but it is enough to make No.1 drink a pot.

The devil has never been a person who pays attention to chivalry.

So the magician who just taught No.1 a lesson also patted the non-existent dust on his body, leaned against the wall, and watched the two devils fighting with interest.

Even at an absolute disadvantage, No. 1 never stopped, often taking advantage of the opportunity to ogle the magicians watching from the outside, ready to try the feeling of having sex with myself.

Then there was no doubt that in the next second he was pressed into the wall by the demon's puppet strings.

It should be said that it is No. 1 in the parallel world, and it can accurately step on the devil's lightning points every time.

While Zong Jiu looked at it, he sighed without sincerity in his heart.

Good guy. Even the flirtatious look and the gesture of adding fuel to the flames are the same.

The two fought for a while, and the devil finally found out.

As long as No.1 is left here, the magician will occasionally cast his eyes on the opponent, even though just a glance is unpleasant; the most important thing is that No.1 always looks like he wants to pry him into the corner. The appearance of the peacock is really infuriating.

All in all, the devil finally discovered that keeping No. 1 was a disaster, so he stopped fighting, opened the space wormhole very simply, tied the person with a puppet string and threw him in.

Originally, he had negotiated with the main system of another parallel world. When the other party contacted him first, he was using coordinate positioning, which consumed the energy of the main system.

But now, the devil would rather use his accumulated energy to get this annoying guy out of the way first.

This No. 1 from the parallel world instantly surpassed the little devil's ranking of disgust in the devil's heart and topped the throne.

Of course, before throwing No. 1 away, the devil packed him a gift full of malice. That was the memory of me and the magician meeting each other sweetly (referred to as killing each other) and finally falling in love.

Sour, sour to death, the best.

On the other side, No. 1, who was thrown directly into the wormhole and barely had time to submerge into the shadows again, suddenly opened his eyes.

What you see is a deep black space surrounded by countless weird decorations and furniture.

The wine cabinet and bookshelf were silent in the distance. There was no easel, and there were no connected blue and white rooms. Everything was incredibly quiet.

There was no doubt that this was his room.

【You are back, no.1】

A cold mechanical sound sounded in the air.

After a long time, a lazy "Yes" came from the room.

The main system also worked hard to redeem No.1.

Mainly because the devil in another parallel world informed t3 that the main system of his world had successfully ascended to a higher dimension.

After careful calculation, the main system felt that it was still necessary to cooperate with No. 1, so it planned to spend its precious energy to bring this careless collaborator back from the parallel world.

As a result, before its energy was transmitted, No. 1 was packaged and sent over by the other party. By the way, he also said, "Keep your dog locked up and don't let it wander out and bite people." Then, the parallel world was permanently and unilaterally closed. aisle.

Main system: "..."

Without human emotions, it also felt at this moment what it means to be disgusted by humans and dogs.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but since then, the main system feels that No. 1 has become a little strange.

For example, he suddenly asked him if he had detected an abnormality in the landing of high-dimensional beings in infinite loops. After receiving a negative reply, he asked if there was an ordinary person named Sheng Mingyu among the trainees randomly picked from the real world.

In order to ensure that No. 1's brain was not broken after experiencing a parallel space migration, the main system began to observe him silently.

After the game started, No. 1, who initially said he was not interested in playing the dungeon NPC, chose to enter the "Mental Hospital" personal show dungeon and play one of the perverted doctor NPCs.

Apart from the two S-levels, there is nothing special about this copy.

However, the main system discovered that No.1 showed unusual interest in one of the E-level trainees.

However, this interest quickly disappeared after seeing the white-haired trainee crying and trying to seduce Zhuge An and failing to flatter the Messiah who was manipulated by No. 1.

Fury soon followed.

"You are not him."

No.1 grabbed the white-haired man by the neck, his dark golden pupils filled with coldness.

They obviously have the same face, the same hair color and eye color, but their personalities are completely different.

Another white-haired magician has a dazzling soul that even the devil wants to keep privately. But the white-haired person in front of me has nothing but a skin, and the soul inside is rotten, ugly, and vulgar.

"Please...please, don't kill me, I can do everything for you."

Seeing the other person's face suppressing redness and looking like he wanted to please him, I just felt disgusting and disgusted, and I didn't want to look at him for a second longer.

No.1 has never been so angry.

He didn't know if he was affected. But it is undeniable that the less he can find it, the greater his desire for the white-haired magician becomes, and he becomes unstoppably interested in the future of demons and magicians in the parallel world.

Next, everything goes step by step.

There are ten S-levels in total, and except for No. 3, all the others have fallen.

Without any doubt, No.1 controlled the puppet and won the final victory.

boring. Extremely boring, no thoughts and expectations at all.

It was a game that was originally full of expectations, but now it is boring.

Standing on the final wish-making platform belonging to the winner, facing the blazing adoring gazes of all the survivors, No. 1 once again asked the main system.

"You haven't found him yet?"

【No】

The main system repeated this answer countless times [Even in parallel worlds, there are some differences and they cannot be exactly the same]

"..."

[If you have nothing else to do, just make a wish. I am going to prepare to upgrade my dimension. According to our transactions and agreements, the infinite loop will be under your control]

Being under his control sounds like it is not, but what's the point?

No.1 sneered and glanced at the people at his feet casually.

All surrender, supreme, absolute rule.

These are things he has at his fingertips and are meaningless.

Jealousy, dissatisfaction and emptiness are at work.

He is like a lonely devil who can never find the echo of his soul.

etc......

There is another way.

Just when the main system thought it was getting no response, the man finally spoke.

His eyes were shining, bright, but hard to look into.

"Main system? Do you mind bringing someone with you when you upgrade your dimension?"

...

The room was a mess.

Two years have passed since the car accident.

From being a high-spirited magician to falling to the bottom, after getting hope hundreds of times and being cruelly deprived of it, he became an out-and-out misanthrope, which seemed to be a matter of course.

The magician struggled to cut his wrist, his face was cold and expressionless.

Whether it is conventional physical methods, medical technology, surgery, or even metaphysics, black magic, legendary witchcraft, and even more unorthodox methods, he has tried them all... There is no one in the class. There is a way to restore his hands to their original state.

He has been disappointed countless times.

But the magician still holds that little flame.

Human beings are like this. As long as they live, they will have hope beyond their capabilities.

The gushing blood dripped onto the black sacrificial cloth on the ground, and soon gathered into a pool, dyeing everything around it with shocking colors.

It is very normal for ordinary people to suddenly experience such a loss of blood and feel dizzy or even faint.

But the magician just didn't care.

Even if he bleeds to death like this, it doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter anyway.

Because this time, it was just the same useless effort that had happened thousands of times before.

In the dark room, the magician laughed self-deprecatingly, threw the knife away, and prepared to turn around with a tired voice.

The moment he turned back, the parchment was suddenly covered in black shadow and suspended in the air, as if it was burning out of thin air.

A hurricane silently arose in the room, tearing everything apart.

Looking at the figure stepping out of the shadow, the magician was trembling all over.

The devil answered his call.

"Are you Mephistopheles who came from hell in response to my summons?"

The magician's voice trembled, like a blind man who had been blind for a long time, finally struggling to find his own ray of light in the darkness, grabbing this piece of driftwood, and willing to indulge.

No. 1 walked out of the shadows and looked at him deeply.

The magician in front of him was gloomier, more decadent, and even more indifferent than the magician in his memory. Even his hair color and eye color were not what he remembered, but as completely opposite and deep as eternal night. black.

But No.1 knows that this is his magician.

It's his, only his.

"Mephisto? I like that name."

The man curled his lips and smiled, and the shadow that came suddenly blocked the surging blood on the magician's wrist.

The devil's smile contained a joy that could not be hidden no matter how hard he tried.

"Nice to meet you, my little magician."

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"Scary, I am a professional"

Others are working diligently as survivors in the infinite flow, struggling to survive.

Zong Qi pretends to be a ghost in Infinite Stream, changing his makeup every day, thinking about how to collect scream points to scare people.

other people:? Are you still human

Zong Qi: No, I’m no longer a human being!

Zong Qi, who is not a human being, thinks that all the ghosts in the game are just like him and are played by players.

Later he discovered that he was the only one who got into it, and the other ghosts were all real ghosts.

Ghosts: Brother, teach me how to scare people today!

Zong Qi: It’s easy to talk, but first you have to show off your face

All the ghosts: Damn, big brother is awesome, I learned it!

In the end, Zong Qi somehow became the big boss behind the infinite game.

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