Chapter 758 I Kill Myself

Chen Ke slid down a slippery tunnel holding Wang Ailin, as if he was wrapped in intestines and swallowed by something.

With a swish, he and Wang Ailin fell into a large pool of blood and climbed up in a panic. The blood pool was only waist-deep, but it was full of various internal organs and severed intestines.

Chen Ke shook off the mess of internal organs hanging on his body, and then pulled Wang Ailin up. The two were now blood-red, with only a pair of white eyes.

Looking around, the surrounding environment suddenly became illogical.

This place looks like a meat processing plant, with mottled walls all around and dim lights from the overhead chandeliers.

A large funnel is pouring meat into the pool, I hope it is not a human limb. And in front, there is a bloody handprint on a yellow iron door.

Chen Ke climbed out of the blood pool and checked behind the yellow door. It was an ordinary little corridor. He turned around to rescue Wang Ailin, but Wang Ailin had already climbed up by herself. The white coat was wet with blood and wrapped around her body, like a big peach wrapped tightly in a wet plastic bag.

"Are you okay?" Chen Ke asked.

Wang Ailin coughed a few times, waved her hand to indicate that she was fine, and then stood aside to pick up her floral skirt. Now her whole body was red, and it was impossible to tell what color the skirt that was over the knee was originally.

"What is this place? Do you know?" Chen Ke asked again.

"I don't know, cough cough... But I think it should be a space displayed by a certain containment object. This space will only have one purpose, which is to kill us." Wang Ailin said in a nonchalant tone.

"Aren't you afraid? Are you not in a hurry?" Chen Ke was a little unbelievable about Wang Ailin's attitude towards her own situation.

"Chen Ke, maybe we are dead, but we just don't realize it. Maybe the world we live in is just a replay of the past? I am not afraid of medical death now. I just feel a little regretful. If this world is really dead, how much time do I have to figure out the mysteries of time, gods and psychic power?" Wang Ailin said.

"Well, at least you should follow me now." Chen Ke sighed. Wang Ailin has become the kind of crazy scientist in American TV series. In her eyes, knowledge is more important than life.

He pushed open the door and suddenly saw a man in a suit coming towards him from the end of the corridor. There was blood mist behind him and he was holding an M16A2 in his hand.

Chen Ke frowned and immediately pushed Wang Ailin aside. At the same time, the other party had already opened fire.

Three bursts of bullets hit Chen Ke's abdomen. Three large blood holes were drilled in his tight abdominal muscles. His intestines flew out from the wound on his side waist, and blood splattered on the wall.

Chen Ke groaned, lying on his side on the ground, and immediately fired back with his automatic rifle, firing 12 rounds in a row, hitting the chest and head of the man in the black suit. The large-caliber bullets blew off his skull and crushed his chest into a meat paste. The man in the black suit flew out and lay on the ground. The gun in his hand turned into black smoke after it fell.

Chen Ke covered his abdomen and climbed up, gritting his teeth and cursing. He withdrew from the passage and looked at Wang Ailin, who was hiding at the door.

"They sent someone in to kill us? This is a bit unnecessary." Wang Ailin was a little confused.

Chen Ke didn't know either. He took Wang Ailin into the corridor and stopped in front of the killer's body. The other person's face turned out to be Chen Ke himself.

Chen Ke squatted down and checked the body. It was indeed himself... To be precise, it was himself in the appearance of Lin Mo, but the weapon he used just now was the M16A2 that Priskin modified for him when he was a postman. It was a semi-automatic precision rifle that fired three rounds in a row.

"Damn, is it a mirror image? Or a replica?" Chen Ke took off the other person's clothes, wanting to see if this thing was real. He was surprised to find that the other person's body was exactly the same as his own, with tendons all over his body and traces of old injuries.

"It doesn't look like a replica, no, this thing is your imagination." Wang Ailin touched the corpse and finally came to a conclusion.

"I didn't imagine another me to hunt us down..." Chen Ke shook his head.

"This space is reading your memory and shaping another you based on the memory..." Wang Ailin said.

"Okay... I understand." Chen Ke stood up. If this thing was another him, then he would not die and would definitely come back to life.

And when this thing attacked him just now, there was no murderous aura at all. There is no way to gain murderous aura by killing yourself.

Chen Ke held the gun and pulled the trigger at the corpse, smashing him to pieces. It felt good to fuck himself, but facing a thing that could be resurrected anytime and anywhere, and whose fatal injuries could be instantly restored 100%, Chen Ke himself could not think of any good way to deal with it, and could only delay the other party's resurrection time as much as possible.

However, Chen Ke did not think that this thing could really be comparable to himself. After all, the 12 bullets just now would not kill him on the spot if they really hit Chen Ke.

Unless it was a one-shot kill, or the speed of the attack method to destroy the body was far faster than Chen Ke's recovery speed, it would be difficult to kill Chen Ke.

The corpse was beaten into a pile of rotten meat by Chen Ke. He asked Wang Ailin to step back a little, and used the psychic crystal gun to blow the rotten meat into meat flakes. The power of the magic explosion made the fake flesh radioactively painted on the wall.

After doing this, Chen Ke felt that it was foolproof, so he pulled Wang Ailin to continue walking deeper into the corridor.

They walked through the small corridor, broke open the door, and unexpectedly came to the roof of a tall building.

Chen Ke recognized this scene. This was the place where he and Shen Yun crashed when they were riding a helicopter in Risheng. It was raining and smashed the helicopter's propeller.

"It tried to use your memory against you, Chen Ke." Wang Ailin said.

"I know, but how do we get out?" Chen Ke asked.

"The memory recovery here is limited. Maybe it will be useless after it empties your head." Wang Ailin replied.

At this moment, a blue magic pulse whizzed past his ears, and several central air conditioner external units placed on the roof were damaged. Chen Ke turned around and saw another self appear again.

He held a rocket launcher in his left hand and a blue light in his right hand. Obviously, Chen Ke knew everything he could do.

"Fuck, rocket launcher..." Chen Ke knew very well what he was facing.

Without waiting for the other party to pick up the rocket launcher, Chen Ke immediately changed into a god-demon state, rushed over, grabbed the replica's head with his big hand, and pressed it to the ground with a snap, like smashing a watermelon.

But the human skull is still relatively hard, and this attack did not kill the other party. The rocket launcher hit Chen Ke's abdomen and exploded, blowing a gap in his god-demon body.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, Chen Ke almost fainted in pain, and the god-demon incarnation was immediately beaten back to its original form. He lay on the ground and recovered from his injuries immediately. He heard a whirring sound behind his head, and he subconsciously rolled sideways a few times, only to see the replica carrying the moonlight sword and slashing at the position where he had just lay.

Chen Ke took out an automatic rifle and fired a close-range directional shot, opening holes in the replica's lower abdomen and thighs. The other party actually wore the ascending armor and knocked him out a long way with a charge.

Chen Ke rolled on the ground for a few times, and just as he got up, the replica held the sword tightly with both hands, and charged at him again with the blade. This sword almost stabbed him through the heart.

Chen Ke leaned slightly to the side, and the blade cut a large bloody wound on his waist, stabbing from his armpit. Chen Ke hugged the replica, summoned the blasphemous dagger with his right hand, and stabbed it through the gap of the helmet. Feeling that the blade had cut the flesh, he pulled back and cut a large hole in the replica's throat.

But this was not enough. The replica also summoned the blasphemous dagger and wanted to kill Chen Ke. Chen Ke grabbed the opponent's wrist with his left hand, kicked the opponent's knee with his right leg, pressed on him, and the two fell to the ground.

Chen Ke grabbed the handle of the dagger, cut the spine with the blade, and cut off his head alive.

After the replica died, the Ascension Armor also turned into black smoke. Chen Ke carried his head and threw it downstairs, and then threw the body down.

Chen Ke let out a long breath and knelt on the ground to let his injuries heal, but his suit was already tattered.

"Wang Ailin?!" Chen Ke shouted around, and saw Wang Ailin crawling out from behind a central air conditioner. She took off her coat, and the blood had dried up. Her fair and plump body was wrapped in a floral suspender skirt, which seemed a little too small.

"We have to go back, this is a dead end." Chen Ke said.

Wang Ailin didn't say anything, but followed Chen Ke. Chen Ke changed into a suit and took Wang Ailin back to the small corridor, but this time, the end of the corridor changed again.