Jackie Chan Adventures: I, the Mirror God, Master of Fear

Chapter 201 Rasul's Second Personality

Rasu slumped back in her chair, staring blankly at her phone.

Ten years have passed. He's been with the Black Hand since graduating with his doctorate, and in those ten years, he's done countless things for them. Unexpectedly...
Scenes of his time with Valon, Afen, and Zhou flashed through his mind, and these scenes seemed to be leaving him, making him feel a sense of unease.

He couldn't help but mutter, "How could this be?"

Han Bing laughed: "Hahahaha, that's hilarious! You'd risk your life for the greater good? See, this is all you've got?"

The boxer next door was also laughing, and at the same time, the last bit of guilt he felt quickly disappeared.

Look, no one is coming to save them; they are just trying to save themselves. Everyone has the right to live, so why can't it be us?
Hanbing walked over to Lasu, put her hand on his shoulder, and looked at the screen with him: "Tsk tsk tsk, blocked. Well, that makes sense. Eisen is a demon now. It would be very dangerous for him to come and save you. If it were me, I wouldn't come to save you either."

A piercing, icy voice rang in his ears. Rasu instinctively wanted to retort, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say.

His mind was in complete turmoil; if Ah Fen and Zhou were there...
Yes, he also has brothers!
He thought of Afen and Zhou, picked up his phone, and sent them a message.

But it's the same thing again: two pop-up windows saying "Sending failed!"

The unrestrained, shrill laughter erupted in her ears, extinguishing the last vestige of hope in Rasu's heart.

If it's just Valmont, then maybe...
Do not!
Valon is now under the protection of an evil god and is said to be preparing to run for president and become the King of America. How could his contact information possibly be compromised?
Even if something unexpected happens, why would you tell this to an unimportant spy who can even keep sending messages to the Holy One?
Wouldn't it be better to use them until they die?
The only possibility is that he requested to end the mission too frequently, which annoyed the boss, and since he wouldn't open the Demon Gate, the evil god no longer needed him.
Rasu felt that her mind was exceptionally clear.

Immediately following was helplessness, fear, and bewilderment. How could Valon abandon him?
His hand fell to his sides, and he looked up slightly at the ceiling, the sounds around him seeming to drift away slowly.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he seemed to see a red double image on the ceiling.

"God"

"God? You've started praying to God? Hahahaha, that's hilarious, Brother Rasu! You're definitely the funniest clown I've seen recently. You'd be more suited to the circus than spinning the treasure box!"

The harsh mockery continued, but by then Rasu could no longer hear it at all.

He was surrounded by darkness when a figure appeared before him—another version of himself, but with a gaze sharper than he had ever seen before.

"waste!"

Rasu flinched. Although psychology wasn't his forte, he had read books on the subject, despite being a PhD in physics.

The second personality that emerges after a long period of repression and a major upheaval is a personality split that is more likely to occur when the primary personality is trying to escape something.

but.
Talasou felt that he probably hadn't reached that level yet.
But everything before him told him that this fierce-looking guy was indeed his second personality.
He's mentally ill!

He said cautiously, "There might be a misunderstanding."

"Shut up!"

The other personality ignored him, grabbed him and pressed him down. Instantly, Rasu felt himself sinking into darkness. He tried to struggle, indicating that this blow shouldn't be so severe.

But as he kept reaching out, he saw his second personality's eyes turn bloodshot for a moment.

Rasu was startled, and then darkness completely enveloped him.

"Brother, look, everyone is selfish. Your boss is, and so are those people. Everyone just wants to survive. If you die, you lose everything. You really don't need to feel so guilty. There's nothing wrong with turning the Panku Box."

The icy, incessant voice of Han Bing gradually became audible, and Rasu's blank expression gradually became more vivid.

After Han Bing finished speaking, Rasu's lips curled up slightly: "You're right."

"Hey, why are you still so stubborn? Even your boss doesn't want it. Uh, what did you say?" Han Bing realized what was happening and was pleasantly surprised. He had been talking to her for days, but she just wouldn't listen.

It was almost at the point of coercion, but unexpectedly, things took a turn for the better.

"I said, you're right. As a person, you always have to think about yourself."

Rasu held out his hand: "Give me the treasure box."

The boxer next to him immediately jogged over and handed the Panku Treasure Box to Rasu, his eyes filled with anticipation: "Here you go."

"It's good that I don't have to die." Rasu grabbed the Pankut Box, got up, and walked outside.

"Huh? Where are you going? Turn around and exit."

Touch~
Hanbing looked at the boxer who had been thrown to the ground, and exchanged a glance with Viper, who had returned with lunch. Both of them looked at each other with disbelief.

what's the situation?
How could this piece of trash possibly take down a boxer?
"Brother Rasu, where are you going?"

"Find the Holy Lord."

Hanbing frowned, glancing at the Panku Box in Rasu's hand: "Wait a minute, I..."

Bang bang bang.
Rasu glanced at the three fallen men, recalled the martial arts techniques given to him by the evil god, chuckled, and walked out.

Push open the door next door.

The Holy Lord looked up at Rasu and frowned. The dragon's eyes scanned left and right but found nothing unusual.

"looking for me?"

“My boss doesn’t want me anymore. Give me money, and I’ll give you a job,” Rasu said directly.

He's fine now, of course. He just has a split personality and has gained some knowledge and promises from the evil god. He can even grab the Panku Box, so he's not afraid of the Holy Lord's gaze.

The Holy Lord looked at Rasu with some doubt, but did not refuse. After all, human currency was of no use to him, so what difference would it make if he gave it to him?

He waved his hand.

Ten minutes later, a box of pounds was placed in front of Rasu by the ninja soldier.

Rasu laughed: "From now on, you're my boss."

"Quickly turn the Panku Box to open the door to howling winds. There will be more money."

As the Holy Lord spoke, he lowered his head and continued flipping through the book. Why the ant's personality suddenly changed was irrelevant, as long as Panku's destiny remained.

Anyway, once he opened the Panku Box, he was no longer needed, so there was no need to delve too deeply into it.

"Of course, boss."

"Go down."
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In a vampire castle in another dimension.

Lin Luo watched the replay from Rasu's perspective with a slight smile on his lips.

If we're talking about who's most likely to touch time, then who else could it be besides the Holy Lord?

It's good to have an eye next to him now. Of course, Rasu's old personality isn't dead; it's just in a deep sleep. After all, Lin Luo doesn't know whether his destiny recognizes the new personality.

Simply going into a deep sleep can avoid the risks.

Moreover, Rasu doesn't need to do anything; he only needs to be there to make Lin Luo sense the fluctuations in time.

Occasionally, he could also peruse the memories of the Sino-Soviet relationship and gain some insight into the movements of the Holy Lord.

that's enough.

As for why the "old person personality" isn't used...
That guy doesn't even delete his contacts when he's undercover; he's really unreliable. It would be much safer to create one myself.

Thinking this, the evil god looked up at the sky, and two figures with strange, clamoring laughter flew back.

A great deal of fear entered the realm of the evil god, accelerating its transformation.

Is this world still shrouded in fear?
The crown of the evil god swayed slightly, and billions of units of fear subsided.

On the crown, the 115th Bead of Fear slowly solidified.
(End of this chapter)