S-level high-risk personality, you call this a pitiful thing?

Chapter 59: Dream Core Space 59
Unexpectedly, Lan Tong's first attempt to soften his attitude and ease the atmosphere did not ease the atmosphere.

Lu Li asked: "What do you mean by asking this?"

The more serious the questions are from this often frivolous person, the more they will make people's hearts skip a beat.

In the darkness, Lan Tong seemed to be able to sense Lu Li's gaze staring at her like a sharp sword. She turned her head slightly and did not give a direct answer.

"You didn't deny it, which means you admit it. Therefore, [Immeasurable] is enough to create living things."

"I won't give you any chance to create a living thing!"

It seemed like Lu Li was ruthless towards Lan Tong for the first time, and there was an indescribable hostility and intimidation in every word he spoke.

"That--"

Lan Tong stretched out her voice, and the elusive ending vaguely stirred Lu Li's mood.

"What if the person I want to create is you?"

Lu Li was stunned.

She had even thought about what kind of attitude she would use to force Lan Tong to give up this idea if he gave the same answer as her.

Lu Li had rehearsed the answer in his mind thousands of times, but when Lan Tong opened his mouth, his brain suddenly stopped working.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I already exist and I don't need you to create me..." She subconsciously used a negative tone, trying to push away the inexplicable thoughts in Lan Tong's words.

Lan Tong's eyes were cold and he said politely, "If you don't want to, just pretend I didn't say anything. I don't have any other thoughts except becoming a master, so don't worry."

It seemed like the sun was shining brightly, and as the temperature in the house rose, people felt wrapped in warmth, while the coolness behind them was like a refrigerator with the door open, with cold air boiling out.

The room was quiet for a long time, and Lu Li was still in a complicated mood. The more she thought, the heavier the pain in her soul became.

Finally, she gave up her silence and placed her hand on the door handle.

"I have completed the exchange with you. Give me this copy and I will return it to you when the big demon finally appears."

"What else do you want me to do?"

Lan Tong's nonsensical words made Lu Li a little confused.

"Didn't you say that you would give me this copy if I explained the meaning of the talent to you?"

"I just said I'd think about it."

"..."

Lu Li thought about it and realized that Lan Tong did say that at that time.

"I've considered it, I won't give it to you."

Lan Tong took advantage of Lu Li's uneasy mood and snatched the body back.

"Nima!"

When Lu Li reacted, he was already in a space.

"Lantong! Are you fucking kidding me?!"

Lan Tong relaxed his tone and coaxed him perfunctorily: "Don't be angry, you just explained to me how to use your talent. I haven't actually used it yet. It's too dangerous for me to deal with the big monster now. Let me go first. You save some energy so that when the big monster appears, it can help 'us' survive together."

"Grass!!"

Lu Li cursed angrily and turned off the microphone angrily.

For some reason he didn't get angry and try to take the body back.

Lan Tong had already realized that when she asked that question just now, she had touched upon Lu Li's taboo.

She guessed that Lu Li might have experienced some horrible nightmare similar to "creating living creatures", which was why he was so disgusted by her curious words.

Lan Tong has no interest in the so-called "creative people". As a person who has lost her memory, what she wants to do most is to regain her memory. She may stop for a while to buy a bowl of cold noodles on the way to find her memory, but she will never give up the search for memory because of the cold noodles and randomly stop in a place to buy a house and pay the mortgage for a lifetime.

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Number of people: 158809
——This talent is really awesome!

——Watching Sister Lan go through a dungeon is like watching a fireworks show. It makes me laugh to death.

——I'm not saying this, it's all a matter of luck, okay? I've been watching this dungeon since it was first opened, and I'm not exaggerating, this kind of talent can be easily passed by any ordinary person, even a child

——You didn’t care at all when others suffered in the previous dungeon, but you are going to attack them hard in this dungeon, right?

——This talent is really outrageous. Why hasn’t the analysis announcement of the No. 10 talent been released yet? There has been no news for a month.

——I heard that it was deliberately hidden because it was too useful.

——You're talking nonsense! My aunt is from the Unnatural Bureau. Last time I asked her, she said it was because No. 10 himself didn't know.

——Can I ask my aunt to help me ask Miss Shu Ting for a flash message?

——+1
——I want Ji Shen, thank you aunt, when I become Ji's wife, I will definitely not forget your kindness.

——Daily inspection of the live broadcast room, what is the quarrel in the No. 10 live broadcast room? I just came from the copy of the God of Seasons, it’s really cool over there

——Jishen relied on his talent to change his luck, while Sister Lan just blasted her way through. There is no comparison between the two.

——Why do you have to compare? Aren’t they all heroes of Daxia?

——Hahahahaha, hurry up and go to Kimchi Country Live Room 4, brothers, the girl group member Kim Sung-yeon has been pulled in! She is dancing among a group of Teletubbies!
……

The house that Lan Tong entered the copy from was on the first floor. Although it was on the first floor, there was still a flight of stairs leading down.

This building has no elevator, only a corridor. When you open the door, you can see the house opposite. The public area, including the staircase turn, is no more than three square meters.

She walked down the corridor. The lights in the corridor were very dim. The concrete steps were covered with thick dirt, making them unrealistically slippery. Every time she lifted her feet, she could feel the stickiness from the soles of her shoes.

The walls had been scratched over the years, revealing the cement buried deep inside. The heavy combination door was closed, and there was a cement ramp leading to the basement at the corner.

It seems that this is the case with all older residential communities without elevators.

Lan Tong unlocked the metal lock and pushed open the heavy password door.

What caught her eyes was a dazzling white light. She was burned by this brightness after being in the darkness for a long time. Even though Lan Tong closed her eyes the moment she saw the white light, she was still hurt by the brightness like the sun and cried.

After the light gradually disappeared, the scene before her made her feel as if she had entered a world full of garbled characters.

The outside of the unit door is not the residential area.

But it is a vast grassland without a trace.

The lawn is trimmed neatly and straight, and every blade of grass looks like it was copied and pasted, all of the same length and size, and exactly the same color, emerald green and clear, like a green ocean.

The sky was a perfect blue from top to bottom, as if a piece of soft Phalaenopsis silk was spread out from top to bottom, and a few perfectly shaped clouds were suspended in the sky, not floating or swaying.

Lan Tong pushed the door with one hand and reached out with the other.

Her fair and slender hand stayed there for nearly half a minute before she slowly withdrew it.

Just as she guessed—no wind!
Such a flat grassland, without any wind.

It was like the lights of day shining in the sky, and countless slender grass branches were illuminated and glowed like filaments.

The bad thing was that from Lan Tong's angle, she couldn't see the source of the light at all.

If there were a sun in the sky, the sky would not be so evenly blue, but if there were no sun, then what was hanging in the sky that emitted such a dazzling light?

(End of this chapter)