Quick Wear: The Daily Showmanship of the Face-Slapping Maniac

Chapter 394 Chapter 394
Mingyue almost laughed out of anger.

It was the first time she had seen bridges being demolished so quickly. They helped these people out of danger on their front feet, but these people on their back feet said that replicating human lives is cheap. It's really... extremely hateful.

If the three wild boars hadn't died, Mingyue would have let these people be chased by the wild boars again.

But it's not impossible, there must be more than three wild boars in such a big forest.

Just when Mingyue was thinking secretly, looking for a wild boar to scare these people, the man who spoke first said again: "Hey, you replicants, listen up, you will protect us from now on. We can no longer be frightened by aliens."

His tone was completely taken for granted, even with a tone of command.

Mingyue couldn't bear it anymore, but when she turned her head to look at the imitators beside her, she was surprised to find that they all just hung their heads in frustration, and didn't intend to reject the man's words.

At this time, Mingyue suddenly remembered, yes, for human beings, replicas are just toys.Toys, of course, can protect the owner when necessary, and of course they can be used for sacrifice.

Their lives are really nothing.

That's why they want to become them.

This is also the reason why the original owner wanted to make the replicas famous, because she also suffered from it, because she was a toy without dignity, so she wanted all replicas to truly have dignity.

And her dream, Mingyue will make it come true.

Just when those few humans thought that these imitators would definitely be obedient, they could breathe a sigh of relief next.

"Why did you talk to your aunt?" Mingyue quickly put the wooden pole in her hand against the man's throat, and sneered coldly: "At first we wanted to take pity on you and take you in. But now, your aunt, I don't want I'm happy."

The other imitators raised their heads in surprise, and all of them stared at Mingyue with wide eyes, as if they hadn't reacted yet.

Cough, they look very like goose-headed geese, they look very funny, and Mingyue's face is distorted by holding back her laughter.

And those humans were also stunned, especially Ji Shu, who was the man whose throat was held by Mingyue.

Ji Shu yelled: "You are just a replica, why do you treat me like this? Do you want to be destroyed?"

destroy?laugh!How heartless!

Mingyue sneered in her heart, and she didn't lose her hands.

She raised her dull fist and landed on Ji Shu's chest. The imitation person's strength is already great, and she was merciless. With this fist, Ji Shu immediately took a deep breath and staggered back. .

Mingyue said coldly: "Replica? No, I am your savior. But I think you don't want this life, so I plan to take it back." After finishing speaking, she raised her fist again.

Ji Shu's pupils dilated in an instant, and he quickly looked at Han Han and Ah Cheng who were not far away, but when he opened his mouth, he threatened: "Han Han, Ah Cheng, you two are talking, I am a good friend of Han Qing and Ah Zheng, you are not afraid Shall I sue them when I go out?"

Hanhan and Ah Cheng next to him had a troubled look on their faces, and Hanhan opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something to intercede.

Originally, Mingyue just wanted to scare Ji Shu, but he turned out to be so mean, and she couldn't help throwing two more fists.

Her fist was as hard as steel, wrapped in gusts of wind, and smashed violently, making Ji Shu's eyes change from aloof to terrified.

Not to mention the few humans next to him, they didn't even care about Ji Shu, they turned around and ran out.

Mingyue also ignored their intentions, this forest is full of dangers, since they wanted to seek death, she was happy to do so.

Ji Shu is not a tough person either. After taking a few solid punches, he knelt down on the ground with snot and tears, and begged Mingyue for mercy: "I, I was wrong, grandma, I don't dare anymore, I won't sue, just let me go, please..."

Mingyue took back the wooden pole and danced a beautiful flower gun in her hand, then raised her eyebrows slightly: "Get lost, don't let me see you again, or I will hit you every time I see you."

How dare Ji Shu speak back?Immediately, as if there was a ghost chasing after him, he turned around and ran straight forward. He fell twice halfway and didn't dare to turn back.

And those replicas still maintained a stunned style of painting, whether it was the timidity of those people or Mingyue's behavior, they couldn't react.

Because in the lives of most imitators, the thing they do most is: be obedient.

This is why they are so easily fooled by Mingyue, because they really seldom think, they just need to do what their master says.

And the imitators who think too much, basically end up dying from genetic riots.

This is the first time they know that human beings are so useless.

Yes, it just doesn't work.

Human beings will be chased by alien races, cry while running, and beg for mercy humbly, human beings seem to be nothing more than that.

Before that, the imitators thought that human beings were omnipotent, because human beings controlled the lives of all imitators, and the imitators were also created by humans. They always felt that human beings were higher than their existence.

Hanhan looked at Mingyue, his eyes were still a little erratic: "Mingyue, aren't you afraid?"

Mingyue asked him: "What are you afraid of? Why are you afraid?"

Han Han suddenly laughed, this time the smile was very sincere: "Yeah, why are you afraid? They can't beat you, and they can't control your remote control. I was thinking about it just now."

Mingyue looked at him with some surprise, and suddenly found that he was not as simple as she thought.

"If I protect them, it's only because of my willingness, not because of their words." Mingyue thought for a while, and then told him, or they: "I always believe that we are the only ones who can control and control us. Others No one, anyone, any means."

Speaking of this, she blinked her eyes: "Of course, if our lives are controlled by others, we can first compromise for a while, find a way to escape the control, and then be ourselves."

Anyway, the ultimate goal is to be yourself, not to be someone else's puppet, someone's substitute, or a toy.

All the imitators showed a blank look on their faces, they seemed to have never thought so far.

And, to be yourself?They are just replicas, even the genes on their bodies belong to others, so how can they be themselves?

But looking at the bright moon in front of them, they seemed to see another way.

Maybe try it?
(End of this chapter)