life copy game

Chapter 1616 Asking for Directions from the Abnormal (Seeking Monthly Tickets at the Beginning of the Month)
"Hmm, who needs help?" Siwei sat on the box, biting into a sandwich. She looked up at the surrounding houses and buildings, and thought for a moment. "It's best not to leave home, otherwise it won't be good if Mom and Dad come back and don't see me."

Hearing her words, He Ao was silent for a moment, then pondered, "What if I invited you?"

"Big guy, you're in trouble!" Upon hearing this, Siwei jumped up and peered at He Ao with her head held high.

“No, I might have to go back to where this doll originally was,” He Ao said with a smile, looking at the little doll’s body. “I need the doll’s help. If you’re willing to go, that would be best.”

“Oh, I see,” Siwei looked up at He Ao, her two little hands holding the sandwich, squeezing it flat.

Finally, she widened her eyes and slowly said, "If you want me to go out, my price is very high! At least one meal of fried chicken!"

"Okay." He Ao nodded with a smile.

"Shall we go?!" Sisi held the sandwich, as if she had made up her mind, and looked at Heo nervously. "But we have to come back as soon as possible."

“Okay,” He Ao looked at her and smiled, “Then how will you leave with me?”

Siwei glanced around, then nimbly climbed onto He's shoulder and sat down.

She raised her hand, like a general about to go into battle, "Let's go!"

During the movement, she lost her balance and was about to slip off He Ao's shoulder, which startled her so much that she quickly grabbed He Ao's neck.

But she was still gripping the edge of the sandwich tightly in one hand, and she was having some trouble controlling it.

"You got salad dressing on my face," He Ao laughed.

Siwei quickly withdrew her hand.

He Ao took a tissue from the tissue box on the table, wiped his face, and threw the tissue into the trash can.

"Let's go?!" Then he turned his head to look at Siwei, who had already settled on his shoulder.

“Mmm!” Siwei nodded, holding the sandwich.

He Ao, carrying the long gun case, registered his fingerprint again, opened the door, and walked out of the room.

The moment his body passed through the doorway, Siwei, who was sitting on his shoulder, trembled slightly.

He Ao quickly looked up at Siwei, "What's wrong?"

“The salad dressing spilled out,” Sisley pointed to the salad dressing that had fallen onto her skirt.

Then she thought for a moment, gently tapped the skirt, and said, "Restore it!"

The red dress was instantly clean again, and Siwei excitedly held the sandwich, "That's great!"

He looked back; by then, they had completely left the house.

At this moment, Siwei was sitting on his lap, and the 'restoration' power within him remained in its initial state without fading.

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13th Floor, Sanlian Building

He raised his wristband, showed the permission to the association staff guarding this floor, and walked into the narrow corridor.

"Big guy, is this the place where you found the doll?" Sisi asked curiously, sitting on his shoulders.

“No, we need to go in a little further,” He Ao said slowly.

There are still some residents on this floor. The Abnormal Association is arranging for their relocation, asking the original Black Wolf Gang members to find vacant apartments and move people there as much as possible.

But this is not an easy task; just look at the crowd in the corridor, and you'll know they're not so willing to leave.

He walked through the scattered crowd, ignoring their surprised looks, and soon entered a narrow passage.

Some soft shouts seemed to echo in the void, reverberating in He Ao's ears.

"Hey big guy, I think someone's calling me from behind." At this moment, Siwei said softly.

"Yeah, I heard that."

He Ao nodded slightly, opened the long gun box he was carrying, took out the Spear of Vistara, held it in his hand, and lowered his head to sense something.

Then he raised his head and looked ahead, where black quicksand began to flow from the cracks in the old wall.

He turned around, and behind him stretched a long, seemingly endless corridor.

“Big guy,” Sisley, sitting on his shoulders, said with some confusion, “it seems like we’ve arrived in another place.”

“Yes,” He Ao nodded slightly, “this is where I found the doll.”

"Here?!" Siwei looked up at the dim light in the corridor. "It's so hot in here."

"Hot?!" He Ao was slightly taken aback.

He looked up and glanced at the deep, narrow corridor.

He sensed that the temperature in the corridor was similar to the outside temperature, and even a bit chilly.

"It's so hot," Sisley said, rubbing her cheeks as if she was uncomfortable. "It's like being in an oven. Big guy, when are we leaving here?"

“Right away,” He Ao nodded slightly, put the spear back in the box, and looked at Siwei. “I’m looking for some children whose reflections are on the wall. Can you find them? Can you sense the ‘people’ who are ‘moving’ in this space?”

"Huh?" Siwei was a little confused. She sat on He Ao's shoulders, seemingly thinking carefully about what He Ao had said.

After a brief pause, she closed her eyes, seemingly sensing everything in the space.

Then, instantly, she opened her eyes.

She turned around and looked behind her.

"Did you sense anything?" He Ao asked softly.

“Through that door in the back,” Siwei paused, scratching her head, “there’s someone who said he’d treat me to fried chicken.”

He Ao chuckled, glanced back at the door she was pointing to, and shook his head. "Don't listen to him, he's lying to you."

“Oh,” Sylvia scratched her head, “the people here are all so mean.”

He Ao nodded slightly, "Those behind the door are all pretty bad."

He looked at Siwei, "Can you sense those children?"

"I think I heard them?" Siwei scratched her head. "They were playing together, and I think I heard their voices."

"Which way?" He Ao asked slowly.

"Forward!" Siwei raised her hand and pointed ahead.

He picked up the box and quickly moved forward, following the direction Siwei was pointing.

Then, after passing through four or five doors, Siwei suddenly turned around and said, "They're behind us now!"

He Ao immediately turned around and walked back.

After passing through several more doors, Siwei suddenly scratched her head, "It seems they've gone to the back again."

“I understand,” He Ao turned around, squatted down on one knee, looked at the empty space behind him, took out the remaining leaf from his pocket, and said slowly, “Can I use this leaf to exchange for a question?”

The dim light in the corridor cast his shadow on the wall, reflecting a shimmering glow onto the emerald green leaves in his hand.

As one of the materials He Ao used to inscribe the spirit-gathering array, the leaf itself was also imbued with some 'energy', and even after more than a day, it still remained emerald green.

"Big guy, why are you talking to the air?" Siwei, sitting on his shoulders, hugged He Ao's head and touched his forehead.

Just then, a slender shadow slowly appeared on the hazy wall.