Uh... Actually, it's not true that Will can't be blamed for yelling. After all, a person who doesn't even know his name will punch you when he comes up. No matter how good his temper is, he will never be able to greet him with a smile.

But why didn't Will be photographed as a scumbag on the spot when White Bear punched?

This is about the pit of the "world composition" dug last time.

......

A world has a framework, and the fillings within the framework are composed of multiple [elements]. Their mutual restraints become the [rules] of this world.

I won’t repeat this kind of thing that elementary school students know.

So, will there be a limit on the rules of the world?

Of course there are...

For example, speed. In the world we are familiar with, the upper limit of speed is 299792458m/s, which is commonly known as the speed of light.

How about it? Doesn’t it feel very fast? After all, the fastest planes now have reached 2,000 meters per second, which is only less than the speed of light...uh...just 5 0s. Rounding it should be almost the same.

So the question is, why should we have the maximum speed?

Could it be because... the God who created this universe has only that big understanding of speed?

We have no way to verify the answer to this question, but just thinking about it just seems that many problems can be solved in ambiguously.

For example, why are there similar molds in the world from planets to cells? If you imagine a huge galaxy as an apple, you can clearly tell where the peel is and where the core is. Of course, the same idea applies to cells, molecules, and even smaller things.

I know that these things can ultimately be attached to the "gravity" of Raush.

However, we might as well let go of scientific statements and walk on the path of idealism. Is it because the people who created these rules only designed this way...

Well, speaking of this, let our eyes return to the rooftop of the [Rochester State Nursing Home].

Both White Bear and Hannibal were standing in a daze... The fist that should have destroyed everything seemed to... did not carry much power.

The reason is very simple, because... this world is a world built by [super brain], and the master of this world seems to be able to accept such a great amount of power.

This... is the rules of this world.

So, Will climbed up and shook his almost dislocated chin.

At the same time, the rooftop door was pushed open.

A bearded man walked onto the rooftop...

Behind him was a short man with a bald man, and behind him was a woman dressed in a somewhat vulgar manner. There were many people left, including dozens of men, women, young and old. They walked up to the rooftop one after another and surrounded the white bear.

If you are a person who loves to read criminals' autobiography, you may find that these nearly 100 people are all perverted murderers who can count at all times.

"Uh, this guy is..." the man standing in front looked at Bai Xiong and asked.

Hannibal still remembers this person, his name is Henry Lee Lucas. In the last game, this guy played the role of the director of the hospital. In reality, he is a murderer who once massacred more than 400 people.

"Stop worrying, anyway, chop him up..." Will said with some displeasure.

"oh......."

The man simply responded, not knowing what happened between these murderers after Hannibal left last time. In short, they seem to have a good relationship now...

Without further ado, Henry didn't know where to pull out a toothed bone knife and walked towards the White Bear. The rest seemed to have no interest in this scene, as if Henry was just going to water the flowers, and even the few people in the back row had turned around and returned.

Yes, no matter how tall and big a man is, how could he survive under the hands of so many murderous monsters?

"Don't struggle, it won't hurt." Henry said lightly. He had done this kind of thing many times. With this sentence, he raised the knife in his hand and stabbed the white bear.

......Squeeze...

With a sharp blade cutting through the flesh and blood, the knife seemed to be a little deeper, making a sore sound of teeth that crossed the bones.

John looked at his arm that had been bent over in disbelief and the blade that had been inserted into his collarbone...

"Why...why?" He seemed to want to say something, but before he could make a few sounds, he saw Bai Xiong pulling the knife horizontally with one hand, and the knife was pulled out of his body. The cut artery gushed with blood, and a scarlet blood rain suddenly broke out on the rooftop.

The white bear's expressionless face was calmly staring at the surprised murderers in the blood rain.

The carrier of [power] has been taken away from power... This sentence sounds like a "weak" breath. It is like a hot spot has been taken away by a gun, a knight has no horse, and the things that rely on for survival have been taken away, so he can only turn into meat on the chopping board.

Those who can have this idea... should not know that the White Bear will become the carrier of power.

What kind of guy he is.

......

......

The conversation is divided into two parts. Due to the time flow rate problem in the super brain world, only a moment has passed in the real world.

At the bottom of the crater a hundred meters deep, a mask lies quietly among the gravel...

A hot wind blew, and the mask moved.

Then, from the inside of it, something suddenly swelled up. It was a piece of meat that grew rapidly, like a balloon suddenly bursting out... and then, out of thin air... a person burst out.

【Jason's Mask】

Ultimate skill——【Rebirth】

[During the mask wearing, if the wearer suffers from force majeure death, as long as his body remains theoretically resurrected, the user can obtain a rebirth. Within one minute of rebirth, the wearer's body will quickly return to complete. This function can only be activated once per plane]

Old Joey stood up with difficulty. Perhaps it was the feeling of living again that made him feel a little uncomfortable, so he scratched his head in a daze. Looking at the pit around him that could be described as "wide". He remembered what he had experienced... Then, he couldn't help but take a breath.

Sudden......

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A scream came from above him, and Old Joey immediately raised his head, just about to sit down and face him...

However, he did not see the terrifying giant, but saw a slightly thin figure falling straight down from the sky.

"Catch me, you're so stupid..." A woman's voice came.

"Uh..." Old Joey hummed, as if he wanted to identify who the person who fell to him was.

"I'm Harry Quinn!!" Quinn shouted again, because she felt that if she didn't report her name, she probably would have fallen into a meat pie and Old Joey would recognize who she was.

"Oh!" When he heard the name, Old Joey finally recognized Quinn's face, and quickly reached out and caught him.

"Why did you fall from the sky?" Old Joey asked while holding Quinn.

"Because I'm dead..." Quinn said: "Also, I can put me down."

"Oh." Old Joey put Quinn down and looked around... "It seems that we are the only two of us are still alive."
Chapter completed!