Inside the Light Gate, Andrew suddenly looked up and stared at Lin An in shock, shouting in disbelief just like Jiang Hao Chen.
"Lin Lin An!!? What the hell are you doing!?"
"What are you talking about!?"
His expression was confused and helpless, tinged with terror, as if he simply could not understand why Lin An would kill another version of himself.
Yet the moment he finished speaking, he suddenly froze. Then his shoulders began to shake, and he could not help letting out a low laugh.
Andrew shook his head in self-mockery. When he raised it again, he looked at Lin An with a calm expression.
"Interesting. I actually fell for it again."
Before Jiang Hao Chen and the others could be shaken to the point of collapse, utterly unable to understand what the two of them were doing, Lin An smiled as well.
"Aren't you going to make them disappear?"
"Andrew, it looks like you were still affected. You're still different from the old you."
"Nothing I can do."
Andrew wore a smile and did not care about Lin An testing him a second time.
"Simulating this many people is bound to lead to mistakes. I'll inevitably be affected."
"But I'm curious. How exactly did you guess it was me? Or rather, when did you figure it out?"
"Snap."
Andrew raised his hand and casually snapped his fingers. A crisp shattering sound rang out, and the entire Mission Scenario instantly exploded like a mirror.
The Light Gate, the Ghost Skull, Zhang Tie, the skyscraper—
Everything shattered like a scroll at that moment. Except for Jiang Hao Chen, who was unaffected, everything else vanished into the darkness like cracked glass.
As the world was dyed black from top to bottom like ink spreading through water, darkness devoured everything except