Space Survival: My Teammates Are All Top-Tier

In space, Jiang Shizheng saw Guo Wanxing's figure drift out of the safe zone and held back.

That's right, Jiang Shi appeared when he first crossed paths with Guo Wanxing.

All I could hear was Guo Wanxing's desperate sobs.

"Should I save him... or not...?"

Having been killed several times, he already knew he was trapped in a cycle.

The Guo Wanxing who is drifting away in front of him is likely just another fake used to torment him.

Like the woman who fired a gun in the forest, the woman who stabbed someone after embracing them on a lonely peak...

The so-called secret is nothing but a lie, the person in front of you is nothing but a lie, the things you see are nothing but a lie, everything is false.

But another question arose in his mind, questioning himself: Is it really fake?

What if?

What if this time it's for real?

just in case……

Ultimately, he knew Guo Wanxing only a handful of people.

Although spending a few days together caused their feelings to develop very quickly.

Is a few days really enough to truly understand a person? For Jiang Shi, it wasn't enough.

Therefore, it is impossible to be 100% certain which is true and which is false.

"Is it her, not her, or her?"

Jiang Shi stared at the shrinking figure, his eyes filled with confusion.

At that moment, he felt so tired, so very tired...

Inside spacecraft number 6, Guo Wanxing, clutching her body, questioned Jiang Shi before her.

"You are not him, who are you?"

She appeared in the period following her first sexual encounter with Jiang Shi.

Jiang Shi paused for a moment, then smiled and reached out to touch her:

"Wanxing, what's wrong? It's me, Jiang Shi. Did I... hurt you just now?"

"Or do you not believe me?"

As Jiang Shi said this, his eyes held a questioning look.

"No, you are not him, you are not him!"

Guo Wanxing shrank back, avoiding his hand, tears welling up in her eyes, and shook her head desperately.

It was clearly the same person, with the same eyebrows and eyes, the same aura, and even the marks left on their body from just now.

However, Guo Wanxing was certain that this person was an imposter...

In space, Guo Wanxing, drifting far away, was motionless, her body curled up, having given up all hope.

Faced with a crucial decision, Jiang Shi closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Moved!

Ultimately, he couldn't bear to watch that figure disappear.

He dared not gamble, he didn't want to gamble...

What if you lose the bet?

That would be a consequence he could never bear, nor was he willing to bear, even if it might be another trap.

But at the same time, he cursed himself in his heart, cursing himself for not being ruthless enough, cursing himself...

The thrusters ignited, caught up, reached out, and grabbed Guo Wanxing's wrist.

Guo Wanxing turned her head. Behind the mask, her eyes were red and swollen, with tear stains, and her gaze was empty.

"Evening Star..."

Jiang Shi's voice was dry as he spoke through the communicator.

"Is it you? Is it really you?"

He desperately hoped that this time it was for real.

Guo Wanxing looked at him, her empty eyes suddenly focusing, revealing a wicked smile.

Then, in Jiang Shi's eyes, her hand turned into tentacles.

It pierced straight through Jiang Shi's chest, right at his heart.

"Ugh!"

Jiang Shi grunted, knowing he had lost the bet, but even though he knew he had lost, he couldn't bring himself to be ruthless; instead, he felt a sense of relief.

Thankfully, she wasn't her...

He looked down at the tentacle piercing his chest.

"How could you be so foolish? You knew it was fake, yet you still fell for it..."

Jiang Shi didn't speak, closed his eyes, and felt the life force rapidly slipping away.

"We've been discovered..."

Inside spaceship number 6, the feigned smile on Jiang Shi's face, who had been questioned by Guo Wanxing, vanished.

"Wanxing, why, why can't it be him?"

They approached step by step, their gaze becoming increasingly menacing.

"There's no reason why, you will never be him, and you can never be him..."

Guo Wanxing leaned against the bulkhead, with nowhere to retreat, but her eyes were resolute.

"It's fake, you're fake, it's all fake, everything is fake!"

She screamed, tears streaming down her face.

"Yeah?"

Jiang Shi chuckled, then suddenly reached out and grabbed Guo Wanxing by the neck again, lifting her up and slamming her against the wall.

"But what's fake can become real, and what's real can become fake. Let me tell you, maybe the Jiang Shi in your heart is living a carefree and happy life right now!"

"Isn't it ridiculous? If I did it with you right now, would you still be so hung up on whether I was him or not? Hmm?"

His voice was very low.

A feeling of suffocation washed over her, and Guo Wanxing tried in vain to pry his hands open with her hands, while kicking her legs wildly.

But what devastated her even more was the content of the words, and the power that suddenly appeared out of nowhere—the storage space that she had been unable to contact before.

Now he has taken out the laser pistol.

"Then go die. I belong to Jiang Shi, and I only love Jiang Shi. You are not him..."

While speaking haltingly, he pointed the gun downwards at his abdomen and pulled the trigger!

"puff……"

Jiang Shi's body stiffened abruptly, and the hand gripping her neck loosened.

He lowered his head, looked down, then looked up at Guo Wanxing, and surprisingly, there was little pain on his face.

Instead, he revealed a strange, mocking expression, "You killed me, you killed Jiang Shi, hahaha..."

Upon hearing this, Guo Wanxing collapsed to the ground, coughing and gasping for breath.

He was still gripping the laser gun tightly in his hand.

As she looked at Jiang Shi lying in a pool of blood, her body convulsed.

"I...I killed Jiang Shi..."

No, it wasn't him.

"It was him, I killed him, I killed him..."

"No, it wasn't him..."

She looked at it, then looked at it again.

His eyes were unfocused, and he muttered to himself.

Feelings of guilt, relief, and fear overwhelmed her already overburdened spirit.

"Hahaha……"

"I killed Jiang Shi..."

She suddenly laughed, starting as a low, suppressed laugh, then growing louder and sharper, until it became a hysterical, frenzied laugh.

"It wasn't him, I killed him. He tried to kill me, not me..."

"Hahaha... It's fake, fake, all fake..."

Laughter echoed through the cramped spaceship cabin, sounding rather desolate.

Guo Wanxing alternated between crying and laughing, pounding the ground with her fists, then suddenly hugging her head and curling into a ball.

The string of reason is broken in this cruel cycle of truth and falsehood, trust and betrayal, killing and being killed.

It was finally time for it to break down.

She couldn't tell the difference.

Which is real? Which is fake? Even they themselves are caught in this cycle.

Gradually losing oneself, the original self may truly become a fake, while the fake may have already become the real.

The cycle continues...

The scene will change in the next instant; it might be a cave, a solitary peak, a shooting range, or a person you love or cherish from your memories.

Both Jiang Shi and Guo Wanxing's eyes were gradually clouded with gloom and vigilance.

The initial trust had long since crumbled, and unable to distinguish truth from falsehood, they began to rebel.

They began to feel fear, suspicion, exhaustion, and numbness towards each other.

Kill, or be killed, then restart.

No matter what I do, I can't escape this cycle...

Love is worn down to ashes, and hatred becomes numb from repeated cycles.

They seemed trapped in an endless loop of truth and falsehood, reality and illusion, with no way out.

Soon, they will forget their original intention of finding a way out.

I just want to stop.

I just want to be sure which one is the real you and me.

Or perhaps, it was never real from the beginning, it was fake from the start...