Throwing a steel coil at supersonic speed with one hand, you let me travel through the heavens!

There are two points to note: firstly, the existence of the human-faced sore has been confirmed, and secondly, there's the issue of sanity settings.

Wei Qingzhou quickly sat up in bed, took off his shoes and socks, rolled up his trouser legs, and gently removed the bandages and gauze. Sure enough, he saw that hideous face.

The man with the sore face, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, gasped for air, and then yelled, "I'm suffocating!"

"Wait... I'm still alive? I'm still alive, hahahaha!"

"Noisy."

A cold voice interrupted the man-faced sores's rampant laughter.

Human-faced Sore suddenly jolted awake, realizing that he wasn't the boss, and that there was a little nemesis who was his nemesis.

"Ha, ha ha ha, then the little one should be quiet."

The sores that had just become excited wilted like frostbitten eggplants, thinking to themselves, "Once I spread the pollution and keep eroding your body, I can turn the tables and take your place."

"Then, hey, I'll be a human being, and you'll be reduced to a tiny, ugly sore!"

Wei Qingzhou said coldly, "We are of one mind and one heart; I can hear your thoughts."

Human-faced Sore: "..."

"Please ignore my words; I didn't say anything."

Wei Qingzhou chuckled: "Whether you said it or not is no longer important. We are not beings that can coexist. To me, you are like a malignant tumor that I want to get rid of as soon as possible. To you, I am like a host and a parasite. You only want to take over my nest."

"It would be both ridiculous and foolish to mistakenly consider you a friend out of wishful thinking and naivety."

After a brief silence, the Human-Faced Sore abandoned its pretense, revealing its cunning, evil, and insidious nature. Its ugly face twisted and grotesque as it roared, "You brat, I admit you're smart, very capable, and far more mature than your peers, but so what? What can you do to me!"

"You don't really think that taking a knife and cutting me off my leg like removing a tumor will solve everything, do you?"

"Hahahaha, let me tell you, stop dreaming!"

"In just three days, my contamination has spread like cancer cells to your entire left leg!"

"It's...that simple?"

The man with the human face was completely stunned.

It couldn't understand how a simple phone call could get rid of it; the two things seemed completely unrelated.

"Don't rush, let the bullets fly for a while." Wei Qingzhou replied calmly, but it was only on the surface. In reality, he was also very nervous. His heart was pounding in his chest and his blood was flowing faster.

This concerns his leg.

If he could succeed, he certainly didn't want to have his leg amputated.

A phone call about renewing a lease is like a drop of ink, falling in a place invisible to the naked eye, quickly spreading and subtly influencing the future.

And the consequences of that future will then affect Wei Qingzhou.

This process takes time, but it didn't keep him waiting too long.

Spring River Plumbing Duck Prophet.

The first thing to sense the change in cause and effect was naturally the human-faced sore.

"You...you really did it?"

The human-faced sore's face was ashen, and it sensed the cause and effect of the change, like an invisible ripple spreading from the future and gently landing on its body.

at the same time.

A new memory was added to Wei Qingzhou's mind.

In the initial timeline, after finishing his college entrance exams, he returned to his rented apartment, discovered the golden card, became a reincarnator, and then began his first mission, traveling to a dungeon world, still in room 101.

But this time is different!

Room 101 is still small, but it is clean and tidy, no longer like a garbage dump, and there are no human-faced rats.

Because Wei Qingzhou renewed the lease on Room 101!!

This resulted in tenants who didn't watch football, no mountains of garbage, and no human-faced rats. In the original timeline, Wei Qingzhou wouldn't be bitten by the human-faced rats, and naturally, he wouldn't have human-faced sores.

The memories that followed were exactly the same as what Wei Qingzhou had experienced before. Even though Room 101 was clean and hygienic, the cautious Wei Qingzhou considered that the first floor was not very safe, so he went to Room 304 of Grandma Zhou's house.

He also endured three days.

But in the last few minutes, he still encountered "Grandma Zhou," narrowly escaping death and returning to reality.

At this moment... the world lines converge!