Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

At the entrance of a huge towering building.

Fan Mu couldn't help but feel a little amazed when looking at the towering, magnificent building in front of him.

Interplanetary Peace Corporation.

The largest company in the universe established a branch on their remote planet, but even if it was a branch on this planet, it was the most luxurious one.

After entering, Fan Mu found a seat in the lobby on the first floor and sat down.

He didn't know who the Joy Believer was, so naturally he couldn't take the initiative to look for him, but he knew that the other party would definitely come looking for him.

Because he didn't think that the message of joyful believers coming to the New Babylon was something he could hear just by walking on the street, let alone in a remote town far away.

"Sir, would you like a cup of cola?" At this time, a waiter in a gorgeous uniform stood in front of him with a tray and asked respectfully.

Fan Mu looked him over and said, "No, thank you!"

Could it be him?

It is said that believers of joy are ever-changing, with various images and identities, and they can even do anything for fun.

He had never seen the power of destiny in this world, so it was difficult to tell for a moment.

However, the waiter in front of him just bowed slightly to him and turned away without stopping.

Isn't it him?

Fan Mu sat on the chair and began to wait. Time passed quickly and it was evening. He watched the red sunset outside the house shining on the huge clock in the hall.

When it was exactly six o'clock, the speakers in the hall emitted melodious and cheerful music, which made people feel relaxed and relaxed.

"Did I guess wrong? Is it really a coincidence?" Fan Mu frowned slightly. It was already late at this time. It would be almost seven o'clock when he went back, and he also had to pick up Kafka.

Looking around, the hall was still bustling with people, nothing unusual.

Rubbing his temple, he decided to go back first. It was impossible for him to find someone he didn't know.

Tsk, why is my system so useless that it doesn’t even have a function to locate people?

He stood up and stretched hard. Fan Mu didn't walk far before he passed a waiter and punched him without hesitation.

boom!

The surrounding scene quickly shattered and finally turned into nothingness.

"I'm really curious, how did you find me? I shouldn't have revealed any flaws." The waiter in front of him caught his swung fist and a faint smile appeared on his face, as if everything was under control.

The gorgeous decorations on his body quickly faded, replaced by a set of flashy clothes.

system?

Fan Mu shouted twice in his heart.

"Tsk!"

Without hesitation, purple lines quickly climbed up his cheeks like branches, and flames inexplicably ignited on his hands.

"No, this power, brother, wait wait!"

Feeling the burning sensation from his palm, the man in front of him changed his expression, and the smile he had been controlling on his face disappeared, replaced by a flattering look.

"Brother, be quiet, be quiet, please let me go!" The showy man tried to pull his hand out but Fan Mu held it tightly, and he couldn't pull it out no matter what he did. He looked very funny.

Fan Mu frowned and watched his performance quietly. It seemed that joy was much more unreliable than he had imagined.

"Remove the illusion for me!" Fan Mu raised his other fist and aimed at his face, ready to hit him at any time.

"Remove it, remove it, remove it immediately! Brother, if you have something to say, let's talk it over nicely, don't hit me!" the show-off man said hurriedly.

The moment he finished speaking, the darkness in the surrounding space quickly faded away, and the hustle and bustle of the city echoed in his ears again.

He was sitting back on the original sofa, but he was holding the hand extended by a waiter.

"System?" Fan Mu thought to himself.

"Here I am."

After getting the answer, I felt a little relieved.

"Brother, can you let me go now?" The arrogant man couldn't help sweating on his forehead as he looked at the fist in front of him which was only 0.01 inches away from him. Although he didn't know what kind of power this was, he could feel the extremely strong corrosiveness from it.

What kind of fateful power is this? He felt that if he were to be infected with it, he would not be able to bear it.

At this moment, he wanted to cry but had no tears. He had gone too far and had hit a wall. However, while he was thinking this, other thoughts arose in his mind.

"What's your name?" Fan Mu asked.

"The younger one is called Sambo."

Seeing that the panic on the other person's face did not seem fake, he felt a sharp pain in his heart and loosened his hand. The flame on his fist dissipated and the lines on his face disappeared.

As soon as he let go and realized that the power that made him feel palpitating had disappeared, Sang Boyu immediately put on a lackey's attitude and moved closer to Fan Mu.

"what is your purpose?"

"No, I don't have any purpose, I'm just having fun." Sangbo said, and then when he met Fan Mu's cold gaze, he shuddered involuntarily, and then spoke with a wry smile.

"I just saw something interesting on the way here and wanted to say hello to you in an unforgettable way!"

"You should be glad that you have no ill intentions," Fan Mu said.

If he had malicious intentions, the system would have directly pulled him out of the illusion, which was why he did not take action at the beginning.

"So what's the method? What does it require me to pay?" Fan Mu asked after pondering for a moment.

"This..." Sangbo naturally understood what he was talking about. He stretched out his index finger and scratched the side of his face. He twisted his body like a little woman and said hesitantly: "There is a way, but it won't work if I say it out loud!"

"I wanted to tell you the method when I greeted you just now, but..."

"Then could you please do it again?" Fan Mu asked in a negotiating tone. In fact, his first impression of the man in front of him was not good, but who asked him to ask for help?

"This... should... probably... maybe it can be done!" Sangbo spread his hands, "I can't guarantee it either. Who told you to be prepared, Boss?"

"Tsk!" Fan Mu felt a little annoyed. He didn't expect things to turn out like this.

"Come on!" He said after hesitating for a moment.

Regardless of whether it works or not, he can always try it now that he knows the method. It is much better than letting him figure it out on his own.

"Here I come, boss. Let me tell you in advance that you must not do anything later!" Sangbo looked alert.

"Yeah." Fan Mu nodded, and everything around him fell into darkness again.

The darkness dissipated after a moment, and the moment Sambo came out of the illusion, he immediately ran away from here, hid behind a distant pillar, and stuck his head out.

Fan Mu sat on the sofa with an unpleasant look on his face, breathing lightly.

Is this method really feasible?

However, no matter whether this method can succeed in the end, he cannot complete the task, and it seems that this trip is in vain.

Sighing, Fan Mu sat up and left without paying any attention to Sangbo who was stealing in the distance.

"Interesting, it seems this trip is much more interesting than I thought!"

"A natural path walker without emotions, a guardian who knows no depth."

Watching his departing back, Sambo hid behind a pillar. There was no trace of vigilance or fear on his face. He touched his chin thoughtfully.

"Let me add fuel to the fire!"

"Hey, that guy, what are you doing? You're mumbling something about fire!"

"Ahh! It's unfair, I haven't done anything!"

"What? You haven't done anything yet, you really want to set a fire!"

"Security! Security!"

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