Chapter 408 My Problem

Meng Yijia.

This name is like a vengeful spirit, tightly entangled with Zheng Xun.

Zheng Xun learned about Meng Yijia's death in a taxi, and his mood was not very fluctuating at that time.

Although the other party repeatedly harmed him, Zheng Xun didn't care about his reputation, and didn't take the other party's various tricks seriously.

He talked to Xu Guan on the phone, and Xu Guan reminded him that Meng Yijia's death would bring him some trouble.

Zheng Xun was also prepared. But before the police contacted him, Zhao Ran disappeared, and he hurried into the white tower.

Before the next copy, the people of the Youxin Guild used the topic of Meng Yijia to make him unhappy.

Although Zheng Xun didn't want to have any intersection with Meng Yijia, this person was like a plaster that couldn't be torn off, tightly wrapped around him.

Even after death, he didn't stop.

Now he appeared in front of Zheng Xun, except that his face was too pale to be normal, and his mental state had a kind of disguised normality, he looked no different.

Not much different from when he was alive.

At first, Zheng Xun didn't think Meng Yijia was really resurrected. It's not surprising that a wax figure that looks like Meng Yijia appeared in the wax museum and can move.

He thought to himself that he would just solve it with a hammer. Even ghosts are so difficult to deal with. Just when he was about to stop talking nonsense and took out the hammer, Meng Yijia, who was full of nonsense, suddenly spoke.

"So you are Zheng Xun."

Zheng Xun:?

"Don't you think your question is strange? Meng Yijia, could it be that the person who designed you cut corners when installing the program for you?"

Zheng Xun asked sincerely.

Meng Yijia smiled slightly, and didn't seem to be angered by Zheng Xun's thorny words.

"To be honest, this should be our first meeting. Although you knew 'me' before this."

"You talk more nonsense than before."

Zheng Xun was a little impatient. He was disgusted with Meng Yijia.

"Don't get excited," Meng Yijia behaved differently from before. He looked much calmer and would not look at Zheng Xun with hostile eyes like before. "I am different from the dead Meng Yijia. To you, I should be considered a stranger. We can get to know each other again."

"What do you mean by 'dead Meng Yijia'?"

Zheng Xun keenly caught this word.

The situation seemed to be different from what he had imagined at first.

The young man in front of him, who was smiling falsely, had the same facial features and figure as Meng Yijia, and even the tone of his voice was no different.

It's not resurrection from the dead, but it seems that it's not a wax figure that has come to life.

Meng Yijia took two steps forward, and this time Zheng Xun could observe his face more clearly.

He looked very calm, even with a little curiosity, looking at the surrounding environment.

"Is this... a copy? They said that I would not descend directly into that world, and my landing point should be in a copy at first. It turned out to be the case."

Meng Yijia said something that Zheng Xun couldn't understand.

Zheng Xun stared at him warily, not missing any of his subtle expressions.

He acted very calm. If he hadn't practiced the same lie thousands of times to achieve the effect of being real, then... what he said was the truth.

"Who are you?"

Zheng Xun questioned him.

The young man retracted his gaze and his eyes fell on Zheng Xun again.

"I am Meng Yijia, Zheng Xun. You don't have to be so wary of me. We should have come here in the same way."

Zheng Xun's pupils shrank slightly.

Meng Yijia in front of him smiled and told the horrifying truth.

"You are... traveling through time?"

"Traveling through time?"

Meng Yijia repeated these two words, as if considering whether it was appropriate.

He seemed to accept this statement, but obviously did not agree.

"You can think so, but this statement is not appropriate. To be precise, this should be - experiment."

"... What experiment?"

Meng Yijia didn't want to say the purpose and details of the experiment, but he was different from the "Meng Yijia" who rejected Zheng Xun before. He seemed to have a natural liking for Zheng Xun.

"You are a pioneer, Zheng Xun, the first successful experimental subject."

Meng Yijia's calm eyes suppressed the light of obsession and enthusiasm for something.

"All our experimental subjects regard you as hope and the future. Your information is top secret. You don't know how many people are watching your every move. You are healthy, agile, and physically strong. You almost don't need time to adapt to the environment here. You don't know how big a miracle you mean. You are the miracle itself."

Meng Yijia said as he kept approaching Zheng Xun.

Zheng Xun felt the suppressed madness, which he couldn't understand and felt terrified.

Meng Yijia's words contained a lot of information, but Zheng Xun was very clear about one thing now.

He and the original Meng Yijia are two people.

The Meng Yijia in this world is dead, and the one in front of him, who looks not very mentally well, traveled from another world, or was teleported to this world after an experiment.

As he said, he and himself came here in the same way.

But traveling through time and space has a price.

The death of Meng Yijia in this world is probably related to this incident.

Only when the original Meng Yijia disappears can the new Meng Yijia appear.

At that time, he will replace the identity of the previous Meng Yijia, inherit everything from him, and live with his identity.

The incident of jumping off the building was reported in the news, and it was a bit troublesome to deal with, but Zheng Xun thought that since the mastermind behind the scenes could send people to the second world, it would not be a problem to deal with this public opinion.

Since they sent another Meng Yijia here, they must have made all preparations.

If what Meng Yijia said is true, if only people in the original world die, people in the new world can be sent here.

That means that Zheng Xun in the White Tower world has already...

"Meng Yijia," Zheng Xunping held up the hammer to stop the other party from getting closer, "I don't know whether you appeared in front of me intentionally or unintentionally."

"It was unintentional," Meng Yijia restrainedly stopped half a meter away from the hammer, maintaining a mask-like smile, "The teleportation location is random, but it must be in a certain copy. I have to leave the copy alive to be considered to have truly arrived in the second world."

"Okay, I'll believe you for now. You seem to have a lot to say to me, but there is too much information and I can't receive it all at once."

"I know, they say you don't like to think about problems, but this is simply a matter of preference. You have a strong ability to think."

The implication is that Zheng Xun is not confused, but just too lazy to think.

"I ask questions and you answer them. Do you accept this method?"

"Accept, but this is only my personal acceptance. Zheng Xun, I admire you, but there are some questions, forgive me for not being able to explain too clearly."

"Okay, then choose what you can say."