Abnormal creatures' communication group

Just as Cuphead was excitedly searching his body for the pen he had brought with him, the contract had already been signed. Half of the purple flame pattern appeared on their bodies at the same time, and a scream was heard as the contract was completed.

[Oh no, why are there two? I thought I was in the wrong world and couldn't locate the correct place, which was already frustrating enough! Why are there still two contracts now?!]

Unfortunately, no one could answer His question.

As for the Cuphead brothers, they are still fighting to the death over their names.

"Call Cuphead!"

"Call Mug!"

"Why is he called Mug?! I'm half as entitled to this name!"

"Then why is he called Cuphead? The name is half mine!"

Well, it looks like their quarrel isn't going to end any time soon.

479 Cuphead Brothers

When the familiar voice echoed in everyone's mind, as long as they could control themselves, they immediately put down what they were doing.

After all, this sound doesn't mean anything else, it just means that there is a new person in the chat group.

You know, it has been a while since the last new person joined the chat group, and no new people have joined. When the sound was heard this time, everyone gathered around to welcome the new person.

Time slipped away quietly, and there was no movement in the chat group. If it weren't for the fact that the possibility of everyone hearing it wrong was almost zero, they would really think that they had made a mistake.

[World Manipulator] Fanatical Architect: Hmm... I clearly heard something, what's going on? I think my ears are fine!

[Iron Man] Ordinary Rich Man: Actually, I'm curious where your ears are. They look like a solid block. By the way, I can hear them too.

[Chess Player] The unknown person nailed in the coffin: I heard it too, so is there a bug in the chat group?

Iron Man: Ordinary Rich Man: Wait a minute, let me check the group chat for updates... Wait, how many updates have been made to the group chat without us even knowing? My AI can't even process everything, holy crap?! Why is the repetitive nonsense I've picked up enough to handle the entirety of Earth's data flow in a month?

[Weapon Master] A Great Cell: What weird things are you arguing about? Things on my side are finally making progress. No, I can finally make up for the mistakes that idiot made before.

[Chess Player] The unknown person nailed in the coffin: Cell man, that was also you, you have to accept your past.

[Weapon Master] A Great Cell: Ha, forget it, wait until you regain your past memories before pointing fingers! I will never admit that I was that idiot!

The doctor sitting at the desk sighed and stopped trying to persuade him. He always believed that if one had not experienced it personally, one would not be able to empathize with the other person, and no matter how much one talked, it would all be empty talk.

If you fail to provide the right comfort to others and still expect them to accept your comfort, that is not comfort, that is charity, that is self-righteous pity.

This is a very taboo thing.

When you try to calm someone down, you need to understand that you may not get positive feedback from them. If you comfort someone just to get positive feedback, it may not be a good thing for either party.

This may sound like a thankless task, because you may not get the results you want even if you put in the effort, but how can you know if you don’t try? The reason why Dr. Wang is so loved by so many people is probably because he has such a tolerant and gentle heart.

Whether it was the blazing artillery or the icy frost, whether it was the hard sword or the shrill singing crystal, or even the rain of fire, none of them could change his purest essence.

The dispute in the group lasted for a long time, and he really couldn't bear to watch it anymore. The two brothers were still arguing about the name issue. Judging from the intensity of the quarrel between the two brothers, he suspected that there would be no result even after a day and a night.

【Cup Brothers join the chat group】

The belated signal caused the chat group, which had just calmed down a little, to explode again. This was the first time such a problem had occurred in the chat group.

[Iron Man] Ordinary Rich Man: Just a quick welcome to the newcomers, but what's going on with the chat group? Not only has no one been in for ages, but now this is happening! Don't panic! Give me a little more time, and I'll definitely figure out a way to freely access other worlds without relying on the chat group!

[World Manipulator] Fanatical Architect: What chat group is about to collapse!

This sentence caused an uproar in the chat group. Almost everyone who had been lurking for a long time came out and participated in the discussion to some extent.

No matter what the reason for the chat group to appear, at least it really helps everyone in the group. They are reluctant to leave other friends in the group. Even a bad guy like Cell Man, even a lonely guy like Six, even a suspicious person like Supervisor, can find a quiet place to rest in the chat group.

For everyone, the chat group is like a bonfire in the dark night. Whenever you feel tired, you can sit here and you will not feel lonely here.

At least for now, it may be difficult for anyone to accept the days when there is no chat group.

Cup Brothers (Red): What? This place is going to disband?

Cup Brothers (blue): But we just joined.

Cup Brothers (Red): Hey, didn't you promise to help us defeat the devil?

【World Manipulator】Fanatical Architect: Why is your name sometimes red and sometimes blue?

Cup Brothers (Red): I'm Cuphead, and Mug, stop trying to steal my right to speak. I can't say a word when you want to speak!

Mug Brothers (Blue): I'm Mug, Cuphead, you're the one, you should tone it down.

[Iron Man] Ordinary Rich Man: ...I'm so confused. So, are they two people sharing the same account? No wonder the group chat was stuck for so long. How did they do that? Are they brothers?

[Traveler] Have you seen my sister? : There shouldn't be any connection. If it's due to blood relationship, my sister should also be in the chat group.

Kong over there couldn't help but sit by the campfire in a daze when he mentioned his sister. It was night time now. He looked at Zhongli and smiled back at him. Only then did his homesickness and loneliness dissipate a little.

Blood is the strongest bond that no one can sever. No matter how long it takes, he will eventually find the other party.

There was a lot of noise in the group, and the two Cuphead brothers over there were also making a noise. They finally pushed and shoved their way back to Teapot Grandpa's house. The two looked at each other, and neither of them had the courage to step forward and admit what they had done wrong.

They looked at the tasks given by the chat group, then looked at the rewards given, clapped their hands, made up their minds, and stopped talking.

Although they are lawless, often cause trouble and are often disliked by Grandpa Teapot, for them, Grandpa Teapot is their only relative and the only person who can control them.

So, under the gaze of the chat group who were hesitant to speak, they broke into the vegetable garden without any preparation.

What followed was the inhumane incident of vegetables beating people. The chat group was helpless because he had already posted such a big hint. They could choose to ask for help from group members or find a way to get the magic ink from Teapot Grandpa.

So why are these two honest people so stubborn?

480 The Queen and the Sea

It's all over, the cell man thought.

He had to make a decision, no matter for whom.

He stood at the foot of the lighthouse, looking up from afar, and even felt that this place was higher than the bell tower, but how could it be possible? The bell tower was the tallest building on the island, so it was just his illusion.

He has tamed the most loyal dog on the island... All that remains is to convince the owner of the lighthouse.

He walked up the stairs carelessly. The three loyal guys were already waiting for him there.

...He hated those three guys, stupid and loyal, but unable to change anything...just like the idiot who had been waiting for him.

When the huge hammer attacked, he casually raised his shield to block it, and then used four throwing knives to pierce the opponent's limbs and nailed him firmly to the wall.

This scene, which seems cruel and bloody, is the most merciful thing for the cell people.

At least the other party doesn't have to lie on the ground with his body torn apart, so he can have more confidence when negotiating with the people at the top.

As he was walking up, he suddenly thought of something.

The alchemist said that he had chosen a strange name, and there was no king named Cell Man.

What did he say then? Oh, he was refuting the other party, aren't you also called Alchemist?

"It's different. It's just a nickname for me."

"What's the difference? Is there anyone else on this island who calls you by your full name?"

The alchemist was silent for a long time, then asked him seriously, "What about your old name? Do you want it anymore?"

"No, no one on this island except you will care if the king calls himself a cell man. Anyway, no matter what the name is, I am still the king."

"That dog you have does."

The whistling sound of an arrow breaking through the air was heard, and he immediately broke away from his memories. He just turned his head slightly and dodged the attack. He took the thing like an ice spike in his hand, and the air around him immediately became cold. A grand ice curtain was splashed out with his movement, and the archer was frozen in the ice and could not move.

The cell man continued to move upwards.

He remembered that he beat the other person severely with a cold face.

This made the alchemist jump up and down. "If you really care so much about your old friend, you shouldn't pursue immortality."

This sentence hit the nail on the head about the past that the king had always been reluctant to look back on. If it weren't for his stubborn behavior in the past, how could the country have come to this point? Fortunately, he still had the opportunity to start over, which was a blessing in disguise.

He suddenly remembered the question from that big idiot, who asked him cautiously why he changed his name.

He saw through the other's little thoughts, but also found it amusing. He placed his hands on the throne. He knew he was completely wrong, but he couldn't suppress the questioning tone in his voice. "Are you questioning my decision? Or are you just acknowledging a name?"

The big idiot immediately shook his head desperately. Looking at the other person's appearance, he couldn't care less, so he could only wave his hand helplessly and said okay, and then the other party never mentioned it again.

Loyalty makes people want to laugh.

But he couldn't laugh, nor should he laugh.

The sharp double swords attacked him, and he even felt that his hair was blown a little messy.

"Be gentle." He dodged sideways, rubbing his waist exaggeratedly as the opponent adjusted his posture for the next attack. "Don't ruin my carefully prepared hairstyle. I don't want to see your queen in such an awkward state."

Of course, he knew that he couldn't reason with the other party, just like his loyal... guard, the other party would not reason with him at all.

It doesn't matter, he doesn't really care.

He threw a green grenade, and the guard holding two swords tried to dodge vigilantly, but it was of no avail. With the sound of an explosion, the vines spread out and immediately wrapped the other party tightly. No matter how he struggled, he could not exert any strength.

He looked at the other person's appearance, even whistled in a good mood, and then continued to climb up until he reached the top floor of the lighthouse.

Someone was waiting for him there.

Maybe I'm waiting for him, maybe not.

Well, who knows?

In short, this is not their first meeting, and probably won't be the last.

"I'm really glad that you're still willing to dress up." A slender figure stood at the highest point. The other person's floating and burning head looked exactly the same as the state of the Cell Man when he finally found his body.

For a moment, the cold moonlight fell on her, and the white halo on her head seemed more holy against the backdrop of the moonlight. However, the ruins and the endless sea behind her made it all look like an angel's last elegy.

"My dear husband, put away your sweet words. You are once again trying so hard to save your life."

"How could that be?" He bowed gracefully, and like a magic trick he took out a fresh rose picked from the rose garden, a flower that was poured with the botanist's painstaking efforts.

After all, I have been to so many worlds and seen so many things, so I must have made some progress in some areas.

To apologize, you should bring some gifts... Although in a sense, they are husband and wife.

"My dear Queen—"

Before he could finish his words, a sharp rapier came straight at him, and the space seemed to be cut apart. He dodged and rolled over, watching the attack that had passed by him, and touched his face with lingering fear.

"—You should listen to me." The Cell Man raised his shield to block the opponent's attack. His movements were casual and his expression was frivolous; he didn't look like he was fighting. "Also, be careful. If this skin is damaged, it will be very troublesome to repair."

The space around him was being torn apart, and the sharp swords mercilessly blocked almost all of his retreat routes, while the shield just happened to block every attack.

He walked out of the torn space unharmed and handed the equally unharmed rose to the other person.

"You should at least believe it."

"What do you believe?" The Queen quickly stepped back, her weapon raised, and pointed at the other party. "Look at what you have done. It's a pitiful and tragic thing. Those ruins, those dead people, and those monsters that linger forever."

She suddenly thrust her sword forward, and the cell man stood still. The beautiful, well-cared-for roses burst apart, leaving only bare branches.

"If you really want to convince me, then show me your strength, my dear husband, just like when you fought me when I first met you. Don't beg for mercy, don't be soft-hearted, and don't let me look down on you."

481 Everything is about to be settled

They stood in the moonlight, looking at each other at the two ends of the lighthouse. They were standing on the top of the dilapidated lighthouse. Looking from here to the other side, there was a ruined island on one side and a calm sea on the other side.

The lighthouse seems to cut all of this apart, making it clear and distinct.

The cell man stood there, his white king's attire made him look very tall and straight. Although he still had to look up at his queen, who cared?

At least the two people on the lighthouse didn't care.

"...Of course, my dear queen." The cell man sighed. Although he hated his past, he had to admit that he could never get rid of his past state, whether he was a wise man or a tyrant.

As he took a step forward, the queen turned her wrist and raised the rapier. The cell man stopped immediately, and the sharp tip of the sword was almost touching his forehead, just one step away.

A relaxed and comfortable smile suddenly appeared on the cell man's face, but the indelible cruelty contained in his scarlet eyes made the experienced queen hold her breath for a moment.

But it was only a moment's hesitation, and her movements became even more ferocious. They were all people who had been on the battlefield, so how could they hold back in such a life-and-death fight?

The sharp rapier easily pierced the opponent's forehead without even encountering any resistance. There was no blood spurting out, no head breaking, only the opponent's figure dissipated, and there was no one in front of him.