Vol 3 Chapter 41: who am I?

Only magic can resist magic!
This is a 'mysterious side', said by an unknown old man.
Since he heard this sentence, Kandat as a 'outsider' has fully recognized this sentence.
So, after rewarding Jason with his identity, he immediately sent a long-time preparation, an extremely special assassin who possessed the power of the "mysterious side" in the true sense.
This backhand, in his original plan, was to be used on the lieutenant general.
Directly implement the beheading plan for the 'Ground Investigation Bureau' to destroy the entire 'Ground Investigation Bureau' in one fell swoop!
For the lieutenant general, Kandat really hated him.
The other party is like a spring, no matter how much pressure is applied, it will bounce back with a more fierce attitude. Each time, when they think that the other party will be pushed into desperation, the other party will always counterattack, the entire ground is on the other side Under the command, let them suffer great losses.
However, Kandat is also fortunate in his heart.
Because, he just faced this lieutenant general.
Not the two lunatics in front.
I thought of the meteorite called by the mysterious person named Liu.
There was also a soldier named ‘Li’ who directly rammed their main ship with a battleship.
Kandat was shaking from the bottom of his heart.
so horrible!
Madman who doesn't even want to die!
He could never forget that the meteorite hit the battleship with precision.
I ca n’t forget that I thought the overall situation was timed. The ground main ship named ‘Pangu’ rushed straight towards the main ship. After a collision, the sky became red.
This has become his lingering nightmare recently.
Every awakening in his dream made him sweat.
"Fortunately, there are not many people like this."
"Otherwise, I would recommend the elders to choose to retreat."
Kandat thought so.
Then, he felt that his breathing was starting to go down.
This is the normal reaction after the pressure increases.
Not only is this habit brought by the body, but more is the influence brought by the talent of the lurker.
When he thinks this is terrible and fearful, he will feel pressure.
Such pressure will make his body and ability suffer a great reaction.
Sometimes, it may even be fatal.
But he and many 'lurkers' have already found a solution: divert attention.
As long as the attention is diverted, there will be no stress!
In order to divert his attention and get rid of the pressure from the two shadows, Kandat began to think about the name that only entered his vision yesterday: Jason.
A third-rate writer from a 'mysterious side', but with a very powerful ability, he can fight more than 10 'scoopers' and 1 'surprise' positively.
Recalling each other's photos and information, Kantat's mouth twitched uncontrollably.
He had never seen a tall man, stronger than a wrestler, choose to become a writer.
And the ice hockey mask and machete!
No matter how you look, it is more like a murderer and a pervert!
However, these are not important anymore.
What is important is that the other party has the ability to discern ‘lurkers’.
Without this, the other party will not attract his attention.
But since he has attracted his attention, the other party cannot survive.
"Sorry."
"Who made you meet me."
"For my comrade-in-arms, you must die!"
Kandat thought silently.
Then he began to think about the next step.
Jason is dead, this group of soldiers returning to the ground must be under the highest level of surveillance, in which it is impossible for the
lurker
to act, and, with this unexpected assassination, they are likely to The critics were exposed.
According to common sense, they must lie in for longer.
This is the safest and most secure.
However, he, Kandat is different.
He has a more crazy and direct plan.
Let these potentially lurkers perform suicide attacks.
When the time comes, he will see what the old general will look like.
After all, there will be people close to him.
"That scene must be wonderful!"
Kandat thought, he couldn't help laughing, and picked up the tea on the table.
He is not used to everything on the ground.
In addition to food.
Perhaps at that time, you can leave a group of ground people as slaves and cultivate more food, especially this kind of tea.
The taste is really good.
With this thought, Kandat stood up, walked to the window and looked down.
In his vision, the so-called "Kirin" battleship of the ground people is gradually being completed. Looking at the horn-like main gun and the door's secondary gun protruding from the huge ship, there is a sneer in Kandat's eyes .
For them, the so-called latest-style main ship is also the obsolete goods decades ago.
If it were not for the so-called 'mysterious side', it would not be a climate at all.
And now?
With their invasion, those so-called 'mysterious sides' also took off.
They will eventually understand the power.
Then become the master of the ground.
Just like they did before.
"Want to stop us? Really wishful thinking!"
Kandat thought, the microcomputer on his wrist shook.
The plan is complete!
The corners of his subconscious mouth curled up, and then he turned on the microcomputer.
On the screen, his subordinates are displayed.
It's not ground, it's a real sibling, and it can be trusted subordinate.
"how about it?"
Kandat asked lightly.
With their technology merging the power of the "mysterious side" of the ground, he does not believe that he will fail.
However, immediately, Kandat found something wrong.
The subordinate in front of him had a dull gaze, and the angle seemed to be a bit wrong.
Kandat frowned, and directly opened the command mode.
As a major, he has the right to command his subordinate microcomputer.
Immediately, the previous screen appeared--
The four rockets, in no particular order, spewed out a dazzling tail flame and went straight to Jason!
There was no contact and no real explosion.
The four rockets disintegrated on their own in mid-air, and a small arrow inside spewed out densely.
There are both real arrows and unreal arrows.
The latter, confusing the attacked.
former?
Construct a ceremony!
Watching the arrows falling on the ground gleam with a faint glow, Kandat smiled again.
The ceremony was successful!
The power of the curse will permeate the whole ceremony.
All creatures in the ceremony will die tragically.
Successful, isn't it?
Kandat thought, looking at himself, and asking why the other person had this expression, his eyes suddenly burst out of his eyes.
What did he see?
He saw the man who claimed to be home, raised his hand, pulled out the ‘curse arrow’, and threw it into his mouth.
The six "cursed arrows" were chewed by each other like eating chips.
"Damn!"
Kandat cursed.
Not only did the plan fail, but also because he finally saw something wrong with his subordinates.
He can only blame a head.
It was because his subordinate had only one head left and was held in the hands by Jason.
The head moved slightly.
Blood flowed on the camera of the microcomputer, and the scarlet stained the screen that Kandat saw, and the corner of the ice hockey mask slowly appeared in his vision.
The inexplicable sense of terror hit Kandat's head.
Especially after seeing Jason's cold eyes, he turned to leave without hesitation.
He was exposed!
Can't stay anymore!
Must escape!
Otherwise it will be killed!
Kandat believes that Jason will kill him!
He had to escape before Jason found him!
But as he turned around, the light bulb above his head flashed--
Thorn!
In the obvious current sound, the light bulb flickered.
Kandat ignored these.
Even at this base, such anomalies should not occur at all.
boom!
He opened the door and rushed straight out.
The tremendous force knocked the door against the side wall, and the mottled wall skin immediately fell off.
Kandat stopped forward, looking at the dark corridor in front of him, he froze.
He can be sure that the corridor outside his office is definitely not the case.
In the dim light, a drop of water dripped from the ceiling and hit the dirty, greasy floor. A red figure at the end of the corridor was squatting there. A low voice slowly sounded.
"What can boys play?"
"Frog, snail, and puppy tail."
"What can girls play with?"
"Good things like sugar, pans, etc."
"What about me? What can I play?"
It seems to be a nursery rhyme.
It's like a children's song.
But Kandat's face changed dramatically.
Because, as a talent of ‘lurker’, he is told that everything in front of him is real!
The corridor in front of us.
Drops of water dripping from the ceiling.
Dirty floor.
There is a touch of red shadow in the distance.
Not an illusion, but real!
impossible!
I clearly came out of the office!
Kandat took a step back and was about to return, but immediately, his back hit the wall.
I don't know when, the direction of the door he came out of has turned into a wall.
The touch tells him that the wall is very strong.
More importantly, just as he turned to look at the wall, the red figure crouching in the corner seemed to be closer to him.
Kandat's breathing began to be rapid.
Without a retreat, he ran away.
"What about me? What can I play?"
The sound in his ears kept Kandat running faster.
His natural ability allowed him to confirm that figure was chasing him, he had to leave here.
Fortunately, there is a downward staircase at the end of the corridor.
Without thinking, Kandat ran down the stairs.
Fortunately, the door is facing the stairs.
boom!
As before, Kandat opened the door.
Then he woke up.
He was lying on an old bed, covered with a slightly thin quilt, the stove not far away was still emitting a little temperature, the outside of the window was already brightened, and the sound of carriages and walking began to ring.
Kandat sat up suspiciously.
what happened?
He asked himself, but his body was involuntarily walking to the stove, throwing firewood and briquettes into it.
Soon, in the crackling of the wood, the stove radiated heat again, which made Kandat feel better. He turned and put on his coat and sat on the only chair in the room.
When he sat down, he was stunned.
Why am I so familiar?
When he was stunned, the door of the room was knocked.
Bang, Bang!
"Hello, postman."
A clear voice came from outside the door. Kandat watched the door of the room alertly, without answering.
"Hello, postman."
"I left your letter at the door."
"Relax, not pay."
After the postman repeated it, he left straight, his tone full of ridicule.
Kandat listened to the distant footsteps, and his talented ability once again told him that this was true.
But because of this, he would be puzzled.
Right now is real.
What about before?
Confused, Kandat opened the door, and there was a thick envelope on the ground outside the door.
He took the envelope back and closed the door.
The envelope read Billy Press and his name Kandat.
The envelope is divided into two parts, one part is a letter of apology and the other part is the book draft.
Dear Mr. Kandat:
Sorry, your manuscript does not meet our publishing requirements.
Editor-in-chief: Lunsen
DY20.3.15
...
After reading the stationery, Kandat picked up the manuscript.
He began to read.
The above tells the story of the Sabie invading the ground in 1999. The protagonist is a peace-loving Sabie. He wants everyone to live in peace, but he is expelled by the Sabie as a traitor.
To this end, he joined the ground, hoping to fight against the invasion of Sabie.
However, he is a Sabie.
The ground regarded him as an enemy, and began imprisonment for twenty years.
after that?
The Sabie Stars compromised to the ground.
Twenty years of war has caused the Sabbies to consume too many resources.
Sabie can't take it off.
The ground is the same.
The two sides have entered a period of peace.
As he hoped.
But not because of him.
As a "captive", he was returned to Sabie by the ground.
The failure after many years of war has made the high-ranking Sabie star think of him as a punching bag.
He was intentionally or unintentionally declared to be the key to the failure of the Sabie stars.
He really became a traitor.
After suffering many tortures, he was executed.
The day he was executed happened to be the day when the Sabie and the ground signed a peace agreement.
In the laughter of joy, the fireworks took off.
The last scene he saw was the colorful fireworks.
"Good writing?"
"I wrote this?"
"Is that chief editor silly X?"
"Why can't such a good book be published?"
Kandat murmured to himself, then put down the manuscript and walked to the kitchen.
Everything is so familiar.
It seems that he has lived here for a long time.
Just as he saw nothing wrong with the closet with only two pieces of brown bread left.
I am a writer.
I dreamed of becoming the protagonist.
Therefore, I feel everything is so real.
That dream?
Is my inspiration burst?
Just wanting to delve deeper, Kandat felt like he was having trouble breathing.
He knew that this was his old problem.
If you leave too much thought for a long time, just take a break and it will be better if you add some food.
For this reason, he has also seen a doctor, and it cost him 10 yuan, but those drugs are not as fast as he adjusted.
Breathe.
Immediately, he took a deep breath several times in his own way.
Then, picking up a piece of black bread, and carefully placing another piece of black bread, nibbling the black bread Kandat felt his improvement, he made it back to the chair and picked up the quill.
He had to write down those things while the memories of his dream were still there.
This is a rare inspiration!
At least write the plans of the Sabie stars, yes, and the names of the supporting characters.
Perhaps the previous dream was too clear. At this time, Kandat's literary thoughts were like a spring, and he quickly wrote one name after another, depicting one plot after another.
When the last episode was written, he couldn't help but take a breath.
call!
Kandat was ready to stand up and relax his back.
But when he stood up, his surroundings changed.
He, once again, returned to his ‘office’.
wrong!
It is in the office of the character in his book.
In front of him stood a cute-looking girl in a red witch robe, seven or eight years old.
The little girl was turning a mirror in her hand.
"This?"
Kandat was stunned again.
Am I fantasizing the world in the book again?
So real!
I have to write it down quickly, and then go back and write it all down.
However, am I suffering from excessive thoughts, what complications have occurred?
Why is there always such a real situation.
Is it because I wrote too much?
Kandat thought, the little the opposite side was jumping up and down, with a metal-edge mirror in his hand.
What do you mean?
Kandat stared at the mirror in a daze.
In the mirror is an image of a middle-aged man with messy hair, unshaven beard, eyes and thin face.
This is him.
The daily manuscripts kept him from paying attention to his appearance, the upside down of work and rest, and the failure to eat three meals a day, which made him very thin and looked a little sick.
We will work hard to adjust our work and rest in the future.
Strive to go to bed early and get up early.
If you can, you have to find a job.
The best is the half-day class. You can go to the half-day class and write in the afternoon.
Looking at the Viscount in the mirror, Kandat couldn't help thinking.
Then, the mirror with metal frame stuck on his face like that.
boom!
Pain and dizziness hit.
why did you hit me?
Kandat thought this way, and then reacted again, with such a fragile body it was impossible to withstand such a blow.
Suddenly, Kandat was in a coma.
Jennifer looked at the comatose Candart, picked up the mirror and pointed it at the back of the other person's head, and made up again.
boom!
This time, heavier than just now, the angle selection is more ingenious.
Kandat immediately fell into a deeper coma.
"Too much depends on the" innate ability ". Once confused, it is completely immersed in it ... is it really a Sabie star?"
Jennifer looked at the comatose Candart and couldn't help but comment ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Then, he looked down at the shaking mirror.
Magic Mirror: I am a dignified and decent mirror. Please do not use me as a weapon, especially when facing men with poor looks (PS: This will make me feel spicy eyes).
...
"It's done."
Jennifer said casually.
Then, he picked up what Kanda had just written, and walked aside.
The microcomputer belonging to Kandat is there, and Jason is on the screen.
Looking at Jason in Scarlet, Jennifer immediately smiled sweetly.
"Hi, Jason, good evening ~"
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