The Doctor's duplicate said that the system might be behind this.
But why would the system do something like this in the Void World?
I had dealt with the system before. It did not seem like the sort to do something like this, and what would be the point?
Of course, if the system had done it, things would be simple.
Creating a duplicate required time and effort, even for the Doctor. At the very least, it was no easy task.
But for the system, it would be nothing more than generating a string of duplicate code. Put simply, copy and paste.
But had the system gone insane?
No, it probably was not the system. If it were, he—or rather, it—would have come directly to me. It had once proposed working with me, and doing this would likely damage our partnership.
But if it was not the system, then these so-called duplicates might have come from different planes. Yet bringing all those different planes to a single intersection was not something an ordinary person could accomplish.
Who exactly was behind this, and what were they trying to do?
Ying Gou said, "You should have let me detain that kid just now. I always felt there was something off about him."
He meant Zeng Dajiang.
I gave a bitter smile. "And then what? Bring that whole bunch along with us? Honestly, I really want to send all of them packing and have just the three of us travel light."
Ying Gou froze for a moment. I sighed. "I have a feeling something may have happened to the Doctor. Perhaps Ye Jinghong and Little Gray were not teleported to the same place as him."
Qianqian nodded faintly. Ying Gou narrowed his eyes. "Then identifying the real Doctor among them will be our