"...I hope you can still laugh when you see us in the real world."
Before he could finish speaking, Ruan Boyang pulled out a dagger and slit his own throat.
Blood spurted from the artery in his neck. Ruan Boyang seemed unable to feel any pain; there was even a savage grin on his face.
Seeing this, Lu Bai promptly punched him to avoid wasting points.
[Points +1, Current Points: 27, Current Rank: 1/87]
The mechanical voice that rang in his mind confirmed Ruan Boyang's death.
Lu Bai looked at the corpse in front of him, the one named Ruan Boyang, and fell into thought.
He wasn't surprised that this guy was a replicant.
After all, with a hundred deathmatch contestants and a hundred replicants, it wasn't strange to run into one.
What bothered him was mainly what Ruan Boyang had said before killing himself.
"So we can make it to the real world?"
Lu Bai sighed sincerely, though the smile on his face didn't change much. "Anyway, I'll think about it after this Deathmatch Showdown is over."
[Ink Dye]
He turned and took a step. An endless darkness swiftly spread from around him, gradually sweeping across the entire containment center.
Containment Center, Zone C.
A patch of white fog had appeared out of nowhere after nightfall, covering an area of nearly ten acres.
The misty white fog surged and roiled, forming a towering gray-white mass five or six stories high.
Standing at the edge of the fog, one could sometimes hear shrill screams coming from within, chilling anyone who heard them.
Sequence 109—The Fog.
No one knew what lay inside the fog. No one had ever come back out of it.
Humanity knew next to nothing about the fog.
Fortunately, it moved rather slowly. So even