Where was your Jingwei?
The moment he asked that, Shen Feng fixed a hard stare on the villainous Shen Feng before him, trying to spot a clue in the other man's expression.
If the other man also possessed a "Real Doomsday Game" wristband, then he must have entered similar apocalypse missions as well.
From Shen Feng's previous experience, any version of himself from a parallel world who had entered Real Doomsday Game would basically have his own Jingwei.
Yet this villainous Shen Feng, who claimed to have entered Real Doomsday Game before, clearly had no super AI by his side.
Jingwei, standing nearby, narrowed her eyes as well and asked the villainous Shen Feng:
"Yeah, where's your mother?"
The villainous Shen Feng glanced at Shen Feng and Jingwei, his gaze chilling. Then he suddenly gave a soft laugh and said:
"My Jingwei is already dead. She died during a mission, as though she had never existed at all..."
A trace of sorrow flashed through his eyes as he spoke, only to be replaced by a confident expression.
"That isn't important. She was only an artificial intelligence. You can have your Jingwei leave me a copy. What matters is whether you want to join me and become one of us."
Hearing this, Jingwei rolled her eyes, veins bulging on her forehead. Then she turned and punched Shen Feng in the shoulder.
Shen Feng was speechless. Rubbing his shoulder, he asked the villainous Shen Feng irritably:
"What do you mean, one of you? Who are you people? The Whisperers? Don't tell me the Whisperers are some alliance made up of failed Shen Fengs from different parallel universes. If that's true, that's way too lame. What are you supposed to be, the Losers' Alliance or the Lusers' Alliance?"
The villainous Shen Feng did