"Live one day at a time." I stood up and looked around. "I'll find you something to eat first."
That night, I brought back a pile of hamburgers and drinks, and we gorged ourselves on them.
After we finished eating, Chu Zhaixing lay down on the deck and fell asleep, while I had already entered the fully repaired cabin.
No matter how we attacked it—even if we blasted the Horror Cruise Ship to the bottom of the sea—the Horror Cruise Ship seemed to possess a self-repairing power and soon restored its hull.
When I found the copy of Liang Fan, he was sitting on the windowsill, gazing into the distance with a look of desolation.
My arrival did not surprise him. He remained perfectly calm.
I spoke first. "You knew I was coming."
"Of course. Because you are me." Liang Fan replied.
I nodded and looked at him. "Is there anything you want to tell me?"
"You seem eager to know." Liang Fan looked at me.
I stared at his face and said with a bitter smile, "Looking at your own face is awkward no matter when."
"That's why only one of us can survive." Liang Fan said.
"I find it strange. You could have killed me directly." I looked at him and asked in surprise, "Why didn't you? Don't tell me you just thought it would be interesting."
"You think I wouldn't release a tiger back into the mountains?" Liang Fan looked at me.
"If you really did that, then you wouldn't be Liang Fan." I said.
"Hahaha." Liang Fan threw his head back and laughed wildly. He looked at me. "Interesting. Since that's the case, I'll tell you directly. It's not that I don't want to kill you. It's that I can't kill you right now."
"Why?" I