Chapter 271 Infinite Division

"Brother! It takes you so long to go upstairs to get your phone?!"

Bai Zini's slightly angry voice came from downstairs. She had been waiting downstairs for Ke Mingye to walk with her. She had already changed her sandals, but she ended up playing with her phone for a long time by the shoe cabinet in the entrance. She couldn't even see Ke Mingye's shadow. It was obvious that she was a little impatient.

Hearing this, Ke Mingye remained silent.

He stared blankly at the blood-red skill name in the fourth grid on the panel, his Adam's apple moving up and down.

[Position 4: Passive skill - "Infinite Split"]

The skill name... changed?

What's going on? I don't remember using a skill enhancement card on it, and how did this thing become a passive skill?

The more he thought about it, the more goose bumps he got. Finally, after hesitating for two seconds, Ke Mingye took a deep breath, prepared himself mentally, raised his trembling fingers, and clicked on the skill introduction.

[Skill nickname: Infinite Split]

[Skill level:? ? ? ]

[Skill introduction: Allow unlimited personalities to coexist in your brain, and every time a new personality is derived, you will be rewarded with the "spiritual power" attribute corresponding to the degree of "personality strength" - the stronger the generated personality, the more "spiritual attributes" provided. ]

[Remarks:

At the beginning, you accidentally broke the mirror into two halves, and glued them together with tape. It seemed that there was no difference from the beginning, so you breathed a sigh of relief;

Later, you became more and more careless and began to break the mirror into three pieces, but picked them up from the ground as usual and glued them together with tape. It seemed that there was no difference from the beginning, so you finally felt relieved and believed that this mirror would not break no matter what.

But what you don't know is that without your awareness, fine and tiny cracks slowly spread throughout the lens.

In the end, no matter how efficient the tape is... there is no way to make these cracks disappear.

Until one day, the tape ran out, the mirror was broken all over the floor, and you saw different versions of yourself in the thousands of fragments, some were laughing, some were crying, some were curled up in the corner, some were covering their faces, and some were hanging.

Only then did you realize... even if there was only a crack on the mirror, it would never heal. No matter how beautiful and hard the mirror is, once it is broken... it is impossible to restore it to its original state. 】

[The conditions for generating this hidden skill:

1. "Personality Tear" has been enhanced by a "Low-level Skill Enhancement Card";

2. The hidden use proficiency of "Personality Tear" reaches 100%, and the user's fit with the skill reaches more than 99%. 】

[Currently, according to the skill effect, based on the generated "Blue Owl" (provides 2 points of spiritual attributes), "Spider Man" (provides 2 points of spiritual attributes), "Little Red Riding Hood" (provides 2 points of spiritual attributes), "Weird Thing" (provides 3 points of spiritual attributes), "Kobe" (provides 1 point of spiritual attributes) five personalities, you will get a total of 10 points of "Spiritual Power" attributes. 】

[Your "Spiritual Power" attribute changes: 62 points → 72 points (↑10 points)]

[Congratulations, you have achieved a hidden achievement with a 0.001% achievement rate - "Power comes from the tearing of the heart" (gain 5 points of "Spiritual Power" attribute)]

[Your "Spiritual Power" attribute changes: 72 points → 77 points (↑5 points)]

Looking at the text that keeps popping up in front of him, Ke Mingye was completely frightened, and even his brain couldn't recover for a while and entered a downtime state.

"If you don't understand, just ask, where is my fucking personality tearing?" He said hoarsely, and suddenly his forehead swelled, and then he just raised his hand to support his head, accompanied by tinnitus, and the illusion covered his vision like a curtain.

The next moment, Ke Mingye looked up in a daze, and what came into his eyes was a classroom of an orphanage.

The scene in front of him was like a sharp blade breaking through the wind, piercing into his shrinking pupils. Ke Mingye was very familiar with this scene - this was the welfare home where he had stayed in his previous life, but he didn't remember the children in the welfare home very clearly. He just remembered that everyone used to gather in this classroom for class. When they reached a certain age, the smarter children would leave here and go to regular schools.

And the stupid children were only qualified to stay here.

At that time, he had a few very good friends in the welfare home, but when he left the welfare home later, those children stayed here, sitting in their seats, holding paintbrushes in their hands, just watching him leave quietly and lonely.

Ke Mingye recovered from his memories and looked around again.

At this moment, a human figure with a gray halo flowing all over his body was standing on the podium, holding a piece of chalk in his hand. It leaned its body, with the elbow of its other arm resting on the blackboard, and its palm supporting the side of its head.

The posture was as coquettish as ever.

Looking at its figure, Ke Mingye was stunned for a while, and then he hissed softly. The cold air pierced his lungs like a sharp blade, bringing a sense of reality.

He opened his mouth and said, "It's you..." For some reason, he couldn't pronounce the other person's name even though it was on his lips.

After saying that, Ke Mingye shook his head slightly. He was very sure: his consciousness was very clear now, and every thought in his mind, including the reason for the thought and the process of linking the thoughts, was so clear that he could complete it. In the mental sketch, there is no feeling of being "torn apart" - everything is so clear, so clear, and well-organized, which is why the scene in front of me is so weird and illogical.

It feels like...

Being sober and mad.

Ke Mingye lowered his eyes and was thinking, when the gray figure on the podium spoke again, breaking the silence.

"Today is the voting time for the second week. Since the last meeting, we have decided to vote once a month." After a pause, it grinned: "It is worth mentioning that in this meeting, our protagonist himself also Be present.”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of applause in the classroom. It was not enthusiastic, but seemed a bit perfunctory.

Following the source of the applause, Ke Mingye slowly turned his head and looked around the classroom.

Sitting on his left is a guy wearing a red and blue metal battle suit and a bird's beak mask - Ke Mingye is obviously familiar with him, but he can't pronounce his name. To use an analogy, this feeling It's like - "Gestalt collapse": It means that sometimes when you look at a word for a long time, you will suddenly feel that the word becomes very strange, and you forget how to pronounce it and how to pronounce it...

What Ke Mingye was experiencing at this time was this sense of fragmentation. And in his pupils, the owl-like guy wearing a helmet closed his arms and hugged his shoulders after applauding.

Seeing Ke Mingye staring at him, he tilted his head slightly, and the beak on the mask tilted accordingly.

"Classmate, why are you staring at me... It makes me ashamed." The man wearing the mask said, holding the bird's beak.

"He just needs a little time to come to terms with it all."

Suddenly, a cold, slightly childish female voice came from behind.

When Ke Mingye heard this, he looked sideways and saw a girl in a Christmas dress. She was spinning the pencil on her hand and sitting quietly in her seat reading a novel called "Thirty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea" .

At this time, standing on the girl's shoulder, was a black owl. Its pupils were scarlet, which contrasted with the color of its fur.

"As expected of our Little Red Riding Hood, even her reading posture is so elegant." The black owl sighed.

"I'm fucking late..."

A sudden voice came, and then a figure wearing a black hoodie grabbed the spider silk, swung up from the open window, and landed safely on the ground. He pulled up a chair and sat down, looking at everyone: "The meeting hasn't started yet?"

"This student, the use of spider web launchers is prohibited here. You are challenging the teacher's authority. Teachers don't like to be imitated. I hope everyone knows this." Seeing this, the gray figure on the podium held his forehead, put one hand on his hip, shook his head and sighed. road.

The man in a black hoodie said, "Here I go, I'm already called Spider Man, and you won't let me use the web launcher. Are you embarrassed?"

Ke Mingye lowered his head and thought for a while, then asked him sideways: "What did you say your name was?"

"Spider-Man."

"Spider Man..." Ke Mingye murmured the name and looked up at the man on the podium, "What's your name, classmate?"

"Weird stuff."

Ke Mingye looked at the girl with blond hair and blue eyes in a Christmas dress, "What about you?"

"Little Red Riding Hood. The creature on my shoulder is named Coby."

"Damn it, what do you mean by a 'creature'? I am a noble contracted beast."

Finally, Ke Mingye looked at the red and blue figure.

"What about you?"

"Blue Owl."

The strange thing lowered his empty eyes, stared at everyone in the classroom, and said slowly: "As we all know, the result of our vote a month ago was a tie. According to our latest rules, we will meet once a month and vote once." When the deadline comes, we will decide which side has more votes." He paused, "That's fair, isn't it?"

As he spoke, he picked up the chalk and wrote a line of words on the blackboard.

[Option 1: Kill the Bake family. 】

[Option 2: Kill all players. 】

"I'll vote 1." The spider man sighed, "Hey, even the anti-dog killed his own father, so I can't go too far with him, otherwise I wouldn't look like a human being. Why didn't he just faint when he saw me vote 2?"

"I also vote 1." Little Red Riding Hood said expressionlessly, "But I don't want to kill Senior Ashes, not because of personal feelings, but because there is no need - after the comet arrives, she will become an ordinary person, and so will other magical girls. Then, there is no need for us to treat them as hunting targets, we just need to avoid them, so as to prevent unnecessary human sacrifices. "

Hearing this, the strange thing picked up the chalk and put two ticks behind option number one on the blackboard without looking back.

"Option one, two votes," it announced.

Kobe raised his wings and gave a thumbs up, "Mr. Kobe must have voted 2. Who knows if Comet Qiamat will arrive before the time limit ends, so we don't know whether we will have to compete with the magical girls."

It coughed and lowered its voice: "Kill all the players secretly, and finally die in the arms of a soft and fragrant magical girl. Looking at their tearful eyes, listening to them shouting in a crying voice, 'Don't die, Kobe.' Even if you die, it’s already worth the price of admission.”

"Oh, Miss Little Red Riding Hood, and Spider-Man, don't look at me." Blue Owl spread his hands, "I can only vote for 2, and I can only vote for 2, otherwise how can I live up to the title of 'hero'?"

When the strange thing heard this, it silently drew two ticks behind option number 2 on the blackboard.

Finally, everyone in the classroom turned their eyes to the strange thing.

"Uh..." The strange thing hesitated and raised a non-existent eyebrow, "As usual, I still remain neutral." It paused, put one hand in its mouth, looked around, and said with a trembling voice, "Wait a minute... classmates, this will result in a tie again, and the strange teacher will be unhappy."

At this point, it changed the subject: "So I suggest putting pressure on our Mr. Ke Mingye, he is the one who did not make a choice, right?"

After the voice fell, everyone in the classroom cast their eyes on Ke Mingye, some looked at his back, some looked at his profile, and some looked at his lost face.

"I want to vote too?" he asked.

"No, no, no, you can choose to escape." The strange thing scratched its head, hugged its shoulders and said, "Just like you have always done, give the right to vote to others, to... us."

Ke Mingye pondered for a while, and suddenly said: "Wait... who are they?"

He just glanced at the classroom window with his peripheral vision, and seemed to see two figures in a trance. At this time, he looked sideways, and as he expected, he saw two blurry figures standing in the closed corridor outside the classroom-

One of them was wearing a hospital gown, looking down at a book, he was short and thin, and his face was covered with a layer of light shadows, and his facial features could not be seen clearly;

The other one squatted on the ground, drawing circles with his fingers, mumbling something, and his whole appearance was also unclear.

The weird thing was silent for a moment, and explained: "Oh... they are reserve troops. You know, reserve troops, transfer students, chicks still in the egg, in short, they are a group of inferior students who are not yet qualified to enter our "Weird Thing Lecture Hall", understand?"

"Then they... don't have to participate in the vote?"

Ke Mingye asked slowly, moving his eyes away from them and looking at the weird thing.

"I said, they are not qualified to participate in the vote yet, but they may be in the future." The weird thing paused and raised a finger, "But... my suggestion is to keep them out like this, otherwise it is very likely to affect the fairness of the vote."

"Aren't there only two voting options? It just so happens that you are stuck in a tie, so just let them in..." Ke Mingye looked at the two options on the blackboard and whispered.

"No, no, no... If one of them comes over, there will be a third option on the blackboard."

The weird thing said faintly.

"What do you mean... the third option?" Ke Mingye asked.

After the voice fell, there was silence in the classroom, and no one was willing to answer him.

Seeing this, Ke Mingye turned his head slightly and observed the other people in the classroom with his peripheral vision.

Blue Owl lowered his mask and tapped his shoulder quietly with his fingers; Little Red Riding Hood paused his right hand that was taking notes, and his eyes drooped; Kobe's feathers on his head stood up high, and he said nothing; Spiderman curled his lips and turned his cheek away.

Only the weird thing on the podium picked up the chalk and slowly wrote the third line of text on the blackboard.

[Option 3: Kill everyone. The world is a huge slaughterhouse. We are butchers, and they are all low-level livestock. ]

Ke Mingye stared at the line of text on the blackboard, horrified.

He was stunned for a while, then slowly turned his head and looked outside the classroom, trying to observe the two figures standing outside just now.

At this moment, his pupils suddenly contracted.

The boy who had just drawn circles on the ground was now lying on the window of the classroom with a distorted face, his eyes full of bloodshot, and he was shouting something hysterically, almost shouting his throat to pieces, pouring out all his internal organs from his throat.

However, the sealed window was like a soundproof board, isolating all the sounds.

The boy's hysterical voice could not be heard at all, like a foreign object placed in a vacuum.

At this moment, the classroom remained dead silent. Only the strange thing grinned and remained silent, while everyone else seemed to pretend not to see it, silently lowered their heads, and did their own things.

Ke Mingye was stunned for a moment, looked at the person next to him for a while, and then looked at the figure lying on the window, who looked like a mad dog.

Although he couldn't hear what he was saying, according to his mouth shape, Ke Mingye slowly read out the words he wanted to convey.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill them all together, kill them all together, chop them all up and feed them to the pigs, so you don't have to think about it, you won't feel sorry for anyone, no one will be disappointed in you, what do you have to think about when they are all dead. You don't have to betray anyone, just kill them all together, leave no one alive, kill them all together."

"The world is our playground."

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