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Chapter 9 Killer and Basic Fusion

 Good guy.

Su Xing was silent after being introduced.

Dark organization, gold medal killer, mysterious curse.

The mission even directly told him that the curse was behind the evil spirits.

From the identity of an Internet writer, he jumped directly to a killer, and he was still cursed to have only one month to live!

Is this considered a bronze status?

How powerful is the more advanced one...

And there is another problem, the requirement of mission 2 is to survive.

If this is not completed, will I simply die? Can I be reborn again, or will everything be over?

Su Xing didn't have time to think too much, memories began to flood into his mind. He walked to the bed and lay down with a bang.

The next moment, the sea of ​​​​memory completely opened its gates, and the ocean was wild.

That is the memory that belongs to the killer Augustine, and it is integrated into his soul in a strange way at this moment.

This time it was not a first-person perspective, but a fusion perspective similar to dreaming. He "watched" Augustine's life while half asleep and half awake.

Killing and death are the themes of this identity.

Lines of text introduction turn into real pictures.

The blood and horror are far beyond any virtual movie.

In Su Xing's perception, Augustine's heart, which had a trace of humanity in the beginning, gradually turned into a piece of ice.

He is like a robot, with only tasks and bounties in his eyes. He has no life, but is constantly training himself, just like sharpening a knife.

This is also the reason why he fled immediately after the organization was shattered. The killer is ruthless, as long as he doesn't die.

Until that day he received a video from an anonymous person, and the moment he clicked on it.

His sense of death exploded, and he clearly perceived the countdown to life and a wall.

This wall is infinitely high upward, infinitely deep downward, infinitely far to the left, and infinitely far to the right. Its name is death.

……

Cold and shaking.

Su Xing was trembling slightly.

It was as if he was having a nightmare, his eyes twitching.

"Meow meow, meow meow."

The black hole in his arms nuzzled him with a concerned look on his face.

"Huh, huhu..."

After Su Xing accepted the memory, he woke up in a cold sweat. He hugged the black hole in his arms tightly, it was very warm.

There is great terror between life and death. Even a man like Augustine, who was used to seeing death, felt chills in his heart after facing death and knowing the date of his death.

This huge fear merged into Su Xing's heart along with the memory, but was quickly digested because he had already died once.

"Even Augustine has never had this experience."

Su Xing experienced the warmth and snoring in his arms, and quickly recovered.

Death is still scary after being disenchanted, but it does not scare him. What he fears is that he has not lived a good life before death and has no regrets.

"If I'm born again, I won't lose anyway."

"Besides, the mission may not necessarily fail."

After Su Xing calmed down, he summarized what he observed.

The first is the task, which is also a bronze-level task. The difficulty level of the killer is completely different from that of the writer.

There is no punishment for the former even if it is not completed, while for the latter, although it is not stated explicitly, it is clear at a glance that there will be no consequences after death.

Secondly, the identity may not be his own. Su Xing recalled his previous identity and understood something.

"No wonder the extracted identities and professions have their names added after them. This is the starting point, and the two methods of merging memories are not the same."

Su Xing sat up and opened a bottle of Coke.

As he drank, he tasted the difference in his mind.

The last time his memories were fused, he seemed to have lived a new life.

During this fusion, he still gained all his memories, but he clearly knew that he was not Augustine.

He also breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is good, otherwise I would have gained more status."

"I'm afraid that in the end, I won't be the same person anymore."

He went on to analyze the question that concerned him the most, that is, what exactly is basic fusion?

……

"Basic Fusion"

"Unable to integrate into the main world due to conflict"

"Only memory and power are fused, not identity"

"The corresponding tasks carried by the identity will appear in the form of a copy of the fantasy world"

That’s right.

Su Xing finished reading the instructions that came with Deep Blue.

It can be regarded as an answer to the questions he had this week.

Some identities can be seamlessly integrated, such as his previous identity as a migrant worker and his identity as an online writer.

There is no conflict between the two. If I hadn't been hit by a bus, I should have been able to keep my previous life instead of starting over completely.

But some are completely mutually exclusive. For example, Augustine, whose parents died when he was young and was trained by a killer organization, and Augustine, who grew up in a good school, cannot be the same person.

"If there is basic integration, there will be other integrations."

"Unfortunately, dark blue only illustrates what has already appeared."

Su Xing shook his head and was not in a hurry. Anyway, he would know it when he met later.

He was also secretly glad that fortunately it was basic fusion and not the identity itself. After all, someone as powerful as Jason Bourne was hunted down and framed every day.

Although killer agents crush ordinary people in terms of force and IQ, they still cannot seek an ordinary life, and this is what Su Xing pursues, ordinary happiness.

"I want to live in peace and happiness."

"You have to strengthen yourself and accumulate more trump cards."

"As the saying goes, if you want peace, you must fight for it."

Su Xing thought to himself, this trump card is exactly the card.

Use the power of your new identity to solve the tasks of your old identity.

This seems to be just a useless effort to tear down the east wall to repair the west wall.

But in fact, as he gained more and more identities, his power continued to grow like a snowball.

The number of tasks he can solve by himself will increase accordingly, and coupled with the cards in his hand, he is inherently invincible.

"The benefits of basic integration go beyond this."

Su Xing opened his hand, looked at it, and touched his chest and belly.

He has Augustine's memory and knows what he looks like. His hands are covered with calluses and his body is covered with scars.

After all, as a killer, walking between life and death, how could he not be injured, but he had none of these on his body, which was extremely smooth.

"It seems to be taking advantage of the advantages and avoiding the disadvantages."

"Unfortunately, there are gains and losses, and the savings are gone..."

Su Xing shook his head, Augustine's small treasury in his memory disappeared.

There is not much money in those bearer accounts, because Augustine is not interested in money, but it adds up to more than ten million.

"A normal heart, a normal heart."

Su Xing doesn't care too much, it's all a trivial matter.

He has more important things, the killer's mission.

In addition to the content of the mission, he is also very concerned and curious about how to proceed in this fantasy dungeon.

The second mission, the Curse of the Wraith is not bad.

When the countdown reaches one month, it will automatically start.

When will this first mission, killing other cursed killers, start?

Su Xing didn't get the answer from Shenlan.

He shrugged, stood up and walked to the table to do some writing.

I just extracted the identity fusion memory, and I couldn't sleep at all. I just used up the extra energy by coding, and I can also advance the identity task.

Pat, pat.

Su Xing took two steps and stopped.

He was keenly aware that something was wrong.

The sounds in his ears were distorted and deformed.

The sound of rain and the sound of the TV were louder, like a banshee wailing, or like nails scratching against a blackboard, extremely harsh.
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