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It's a star!
What is she doing in the downstairs corridor?
Without bothering to investigate, Liu Ying stood up, took small steps to the iron gate, and peered through the crack outside.
From afar, she saw the gray-haired girl humming a little tune, looking around, her shoes lightly treading on the blue carpet as she strolled leisurely.
Not long after, Xing stopped moving and stared at a certain spot.
Liu Ying met her gaze and quietly looked over, seeing two rows of ceramic jars displayed on the ground.
"With you displaying it like this, it's hard for me not to be tempted."
Xing scratched his head and muttered to himself, "It's like walking into a brothel one day, and the beautiful women are dressed in brightly colored clothes, waving handkerchiefs, and calling out, 'Come on, sir!' If I don't smash it, I'll feel a little guilty..."
She paused for a moment, gritted her teeth, took out a baseball bat, and aimed it at the bowling ball-shaped ceramic pot on the ground.
"Sorry! I came here to explore, so I definitely need to collect some items!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud crash, and the pottery jars shattered.
Xing bent down, picked up the fallen trash and coins, and turned to run. But as she ran, she didn't forget to swing her baton.
Clang!
Clang! Clang, clang...
The earthenware jars broke one after another.
Liu Ying covered her face and said with a smile, "She's still so energetic."
The next second, the girl's smile vanished.
As she watched Xing swing his bat, getting closer and closer to her, her heart began to race.
“Elio said: At this stage, you absolutely cannot let Xing see my face! So… I… I…”
Liu Ying's cheeks were slightly flushed, and beads of sweat dripped from her forehead.
Without thinking twice, she took a step back and closed the iron gate.
However, the iron gate, which had just closed, slowly opened again. Liu Ying tried to close it again, but the lock was already damaged and couldn't be closed properly.
day!
I didn't expect this.
Liu Ying clenched her fists, sweat dripping down her face.
She moved her head and scanned the room, seeing a mop, a suitcase, a wooden table... Before she could think too much, she instinctively grabbed the mop and held it behind the door.
Hearing that Xing hadn't arrived yet, she pushed out her suitcase and leaned against the iron gate. Still not reassured, the girl pushed over a wooden table.
Huff! Huff, huff...
The fireflies gasped for breath.
Xing's footsteps had already reached the iron gate.
The firefly dared not make a sound, holding its breath, its limbs stiff, only its ears twitching slightly as it listened to the sounds outside the door.
She heard Xing reach out and press her hand tightly against the iron gate, pushing it slightly with her shoulder.
Clang! Clang clang clang...
The wooden table shook and gradually moved toward the back.
The door opened slowly.
Suddenly, the door stopped. Xing stopped pushing the door and turned to leave.
Snap! Snap snap snap...
The footsteps grew lighter and lighter, and Liuying breathed a sigh of relief.
But the next second, her heart tightened again.
To Liu Ying's astonishment, two girls suddenly appeared in the previously empty boiler room.
The girl, dressed in green, had an expressionless face, but her lips were strangely upturned. She leaned close to Liuying and whispered:
"Sister, come play!"
Liu Ying's hair stood on end. Relying on her years of combat experience, she subconsciously took a step back, grabbed the transformation device, and summoned her mecha.
The little girl chuckled and came over again.
Liu Ying pursed her lips, manipulated the Sam mech, swung her fist, and orange flames burst forth from her fist, engulfing the two girls.
Chapter 54 The City is Covered in Golden Armor
The flames expanded, creating a rolling heat wave.
As the flames subsided, the girls transformed into blue dots, rose into the air, and slowly disappeared without a trace.
It really is a meme.
Why is it still haunting me even after I escaped the ocean of memories?
Really annoying!
Liu Ying gritted her teeth, wanting to investigate further, but a buzzing sound came from her ears.
She looked up and saw the fire alarm trembling.
The flames were burning too fiercely...
Liu Ying muttered to herself.
When the alarm goes off, it will attract a lot of people.
Normally, I wouldn't be afraid, but now, I can't show my face in front of the stars; it's really not good to attract attention...
Liu Ying bit her lip. Although she was very unwilling, she still pried open the iron gate and ran towards the emergency exit.
Not long after, Liuying ran back to the photograph, crouched down slightly, and gasped for breath. Once her breathing had calmed, she looked up at the black and white photo and was startled again.
She saw her own image appear in the photo.
What's worse, there was a waitress with her beside her, with silver-gray hair and wearing a black hoodie, who was none other than Ah Xing.
"How...how could this happen?"
Upon seeing Xing's figure, Liu Ying turned pale, clenched her fists, and made a squeaking sound.
"I must! Protect the star!"
Liu Ying mumbled something, then looked up again, her expression completely different from before. Deep within her pupils, it seemed as if a raging fire was burning.
She shifted her gaze to the location of Rispa in the image, only to find that the other person's color was getting darker and darker.
Even more strikingly, Spah had ditched his usual blue suit and put on a black one, just like everyone else in the photo.
……
Meanwhile, in the ocean of memories...
The walls grew redder and redder, and even the floor gradually turned into mahogany. From a distance, the whole world seemed to be stained with blood.
Clang! Clang, clang...
Spa moved nimbly, his whole body enveloped in golden light. With a flick of his hand, hundreds of golden beams split into countless strands, tearing through the blood-red world.
boom!
A golden explosion erupted, raising a gray mushroom cloud.
Memory Realm screamed as it was thrown into the sky, then crashed down, turning into blue specks of light and disappearing without a trace.
Spah clenched his fists and breathed heavily. Dozens of golden vertical eyes flashed behind him, making him look like a god.
He shifted his gaze to the Meme Legion, and saw that just as the Meme disappeared, more than a hundred new ones had been generated.
"Chirp... Hungry! Hungry!"
"Hurry up and eat it!"
The memes murmured, like locusts swarming through a wheat field, a dark mass rushing towards Spa.
As they moved, the memes piled up into a small mountain, and the hillside turned into a raging torrent, casting a dark shadow that aimed at Spa's forehead and slammed down hard.
The Eye of Horus trembled, and laser beams shot out.
Spah swung his fist, which was enveloped in a golden light like a corona, and slammed it heavily onto the ground.
Bang!
A loud bang erupted, then silence returned.
The next second, the heavens and earth trembled, and a golden light shield, centered on the fist, spread outwards, and countless more enemies perished.
Before them, a clearing had been created, with only a few giant memes still standing.
Spare ignored them and seized the opportunity to dash deeper into the area. A giant meme lunged at him, but Spare deftly dodged it.
Spall suddenly broke through the crowd of soldiers and created an opening.
Wow!
Suddenly, Spah stumbled and nearly fell.
He strained his legs and managed to stand firm, but his waist and abdomen bent over, and he was half-squatting, panting heavily.
Spa looked up and saw the memes reborn once more.
No! There are too many enemies.
Spall muttered to himself.
He felt that his physical strength was being depleted much faster than before.
Spah knew that this was not just a matter of physical fitness.
Living in the ocean of memories for a long time will gradually wear down his personal memories, turning them into nutrients to be swallowed and digested by the ocean of memories.
Over time, he will lose himself, become completely one with the ocean, and die.
If... my memory hadn't been depleted while I was on the space station, I could destroy this place with just a wave of my hand.
But now...
Spah bit his lip and held his forehead.
He felt dizzy, his eyelids were drooping, and his vision was blurry, as if he might fall asleep at any moment.
He heard the memes forming a circle, dancing and gesturing like shamans, making sounds like babies:
"Give up, let's become one..."
"I've never seen such a powerful memory-based body before. Join us and become the strongest family!"
Accept yourself, let's become one.
The sound entered his ears, light and airy, and the more Spa listened, the more he wanted to fall asleep.
hiss!
Spa bit his lip hard, almost drawing blood, which dripped onto the ground, redder than blood.
He regained his senses slightly, clenched his fist, and saw the memes parting to make way for him.
Boom! Boom boom boom!
Fifty or sixty special memes stepped forward.
They all looked different; some resembled stones, others humanoid flies, and still others simply floated in mid-air like ghosts.
The only thing they have in common is that the memes are enormous. Even the shortest one is at least five meters tall.
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The memes flexed their muscles and pressed towards Spa.
Spall only saw his vision grow darker and darker, the ground shake, and the memes raise their fists and smash them into his forehead.
"That's it? Don't underestimate me!"
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