This is an empty white world

Chen Xiao opened his eyes.

He found himself sitting on an old English-style wooden chair with a collapsed fluff cushion under his butt.

In front of me is a small wooden table that looks very suitable for the chair. The table top is full of scratches, but it is quite flat.

In the middle of the table is a pot of tea, which looks like it is made of copper, with a little silver jewelry on the handle, two cups, one of which is placed in front of you, the tea inside is still steaming, and the other one

On the opposite side.

There was a man sitting there.

He was about forty years old, his hair was a little messy, and he combed his fingers behind his head, his nose was hooked, his chin was protruding in front of him, and he could not see any emotion in his eyes, and he was calm and unreal. At this moment, he sucked the pipe in his hand lightly.

"Did you remember?" He asked without warning.

Chen Xiao didn't understand, so he didn't answer, but looked around with his light.

He found that he was not surprised by the scene in front of him, but was a little familiar.

"I've been here..." He quickly confirmed this.

The man opposite saw that he did not answer and quietly took another breath of cigarette: "It's still not..."

"What do you think of?" Chen Xiao asked.

"What are you?" the man said lightly, and the smoke floated out of his pipe and covered his face.

Chen Xiao frowned slightly. The other party's words were strange. Usually, in this case, you have to ask: "Who are you..."

Then, he shook his head.

"Where is that fat guy who likes to eat candy?" the man asked again.

Chen Xiao still shook his head, he didn't even understand what the other party meant.

But it is very uncomfortable to always be asked by the other party in this way, so Chen Xiao asked first: "So...who are you?"

"You asked the wrong question, not "who", but "what?" The man put his pipe on the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and said lightly: "Of course, you ask the wrong question every time."

Chen Xiao was stunned for a moment. It seemed that he had asked questions before, and more than once.

So, the eyes of the other person he looked at were as calm as a pool of stagnant water, and nothing could be seen.

The man ignored Chen Xiao's doubts and said to himself.

"The setting of this world is very complicated. It requires not only light, sound, gravity, but also joy, pain, fear, madness, wisdom, creation, etc."

"And humans are very terrifying creatures. As long as they threaten their existence, they will be eliminated no matter what they are. What's even more terrifying is that they seem to have this power."

Chen Xiao frowned because the other party always said something without any head or end.

Sure enough, the man continued, "And about what I am, what you are, or where is this... you have asked these questions countless times, but when you leave here, you can't take anything away. So... you can only find the answers yourself."

After saying that, he took a sip of tea lightly.

Stand up.

"And now, I have to keep that guy quieter."

......

......

The stench, blood, rotten soil, the minced meat and the terrifying power swept through like a strong wind.

Chen Xiao was still flying backwards in the air

But the madness in his eyes was unknown when

It has disappeared without a trace.

The twisted expression and the corners of the mouth also calmed down.

This is an extremely quiet face, as quiet as the lake surface without any waves in the middle of the night.

The devastating recoil was eroding his wrist and tearing his forearm muscles.

He seemed to feel no pain, and there was a button in that consciousness.

At this moment, a few muscles on Chen Xiao's forearm suddenly turned into indestructible steel.

Only in a moment!

One tenth of a second? One hundredth of a second? Probably shorter.

In short, the force was like a car. It suddenly hit the iron wall cast by reinforced concrete while speeding. In an instant, the violent impact was cut off.

He stretched his body, letting the air flow pass through his back, forming a precise angle with the howling wind. He was like a swallow flying into the air, understanding the mystery of the wind

During this period, he spent almost no extra effort, everything was accurate to the slightest.

The bloody giant eyes burning like the setting sun in front of me tightened slightly. A existence like "it" was gaze at such a tiny thing, even just a glance, was enough to make it fall apart and fall into fear forever.

But at this moment, the person in front of him seemed to be careless... he was expressionless.

This is a kind of contempt, from the ridicule of tiny ants.

In an instant, a terrifying force suddenly arose, and the anger of another world burst into pieces, splattering blood mist, dyeing the entire space scarlet red.

A tentacle that was constantly twitching was twisting, and it was pulling at the person who was still standing at an extremely fast speed.

But no matter how fast it is, it takes time, it also needs to cross the distance between each other, it will also pass through the air, and it will also hit the sound of wind, and in short, there will be traces.

All the information entered my mind in an instant, analyzing and concluding.

Therefore, it can be avoided.

At that time, a snail of tentacles dancing wildly in the sky had a noticeable movement.

He saw it because he was also watching every move and twist of every moment of the countless tentacles.

He heard the rustling sound of pushing the air, and could feel the vibration of every wind, every flowing water in the river under his feet, and every drop of flesh and blood swept through the sky.

He was still calm, it was a look similar to an omniscient person, and he would not have any emotions, because he had known it for a long time.

So he turned his head strangely, and said lightly, and couldn't see how quick it was.

However, I just missed the fierce tentacle.

......

When he was pulled into this world, he found himself given an identity, a detective, wearing a deer hunting hat and enjoying smoking.

And what came with him was a guy who would laugh from time to time.

Oh, there's another one...but she ran away.

after,

A fat little man who loves to eat candy.

A transaction.

The corners of his mouth were unconsciously raised slightly, as if he would have been with that crazy existence for a long time.

But it doesn't matter, the world always needs some different colors.

Some...well...interesting stuff.

At this time, the bullet had already penetrated into the huge eyeball, tearing away the flesh and blood.

Then, there was a muffled sound, like firecrackers stuffed into a thick quilt.

The giant eye suddenly swelled for a moment and shrank back

......

"It" roared in anger, roaring in another world, and its pupils shrank sharply.

An ant bit himself.

Countless tentacles waved wildly and stabbed them, but long before that, he fired another shot, and the bullets cut through the space with amazing power and subtle angles, as if they had already calculated it, cutting off the whiskers that were passing by. These whiskers hit other parts because of inertia, and rubbed with the air with a blasting impact, causing the tentacles next to them to tremble a little.

The next moment, a few of them came to him at a faster speed. The force was enough to pierce the steel, but the moment the tip touched his body, it seemed like it had hit a strange and indestructible existence.

There is only one point, in a moment, with minimal consumption, but enough to make those beards smash themselves into minced meat.

He began to walk forward,

Looking down from the sky, a sea of ​​doomsday blood, a thin figure walked into the tentacles dancing wildly in the sky.
Chapter completed!