I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 55 The Old Thing

Tang Ji was completely stunned. He felt that his tough world view had been subverted.

He accepted the existence of metahumans, and even accepted the existence of players after Lothas appeared, but now that guy named Wolfgang has come up with new tricks.

"Relax, we can enjoy the food here first, the price of these organic foods is not cheap now." Wolfgang did not know when he changed his clothes, the denim overalls and the red plaid shirt matched the environment here.

He casually picked up an apple and threw it to Tang Ji, while he picked up a bloody steak from the grill and began to bite like a hungry wolf.

"Where is this?" Tang Ji played with the apple. The touch and smell of this thing in his hand were exactly the same as real apples.

"A memory, or an illusion? To be honest, I don't want to understand the principles of these superpowers at all." Wolfgang roughly pushed a man away and snatched the food and beer from his plate. The other party just frowned. After looking at him with a frown, he went to talk to other people on his own.

"You mean that what I saw was also the effect of supernatural abilities?" Tang Ji crushed the apple with his fingers, and the juice flowed, which was too real.

"Is this an illusion directly acting on the brain or a manifested entity?" Tang Ji felt that he could suddenly understand Wu Qianying's enthusiasm for superhumans.

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who writes a thesis on every superpower?" Wolfgang's hunger seemed insatiable, and he had eaten all the food on a long dining table: "I just want Knowing that someone can do it, and just going to the door.”

"Can you deprive other superhumans of their abilities?" Tanguy sat opposite Wolfgang, watching him whirlwind.

"Otherwise, why do you think those players can deprive superhumans of superpowers?" Wolfgang grinned, covered in blood: "They are nothing, all abilities are obtained from superhumans."

"Are you a player, or their collaborator?" Tang Ji endured the excitement in his heart, looked at Wolfgang, and felt that the fog that shrouded Losas and the players was lifted a little bit.

"I should ask you this question. How did you know the existence of players?" Wolfgang drank the last glass of wine on the table, glanced at the food on the other table, and greed flashed in the corner of his eyes In the end, he picked up the napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth, sat up straight and looked at Tang Ji.

"I have been with those bastards for a long time. They are very cautious. If I am not dead, they will not reveal their true identity in front of me." Wolfgang wiped his hands with a napkin and smiled slightly: "So, how did you know their identities?"

"Are you dead?" Tang Ji felt that his mind couldn't keep up with the other person's train of thought, and there were too many questions to blurt out.

"I've given you a lot of answers for free. Believe me, I wouldn't be so generous if you weren't the first person I saw after waking up." Wolfgang waved his hand impatiently: "I'm waiting."

"I killed a man from Losas, and he said he would come back for revenge." Tang Ji said the answer he made up in advance: "Then he really came back."

"Liar, you are lying." Wolfgang interrupted Tanguy: "I smell lies, as I said, I can smell many things."

"I think I can only keep my secret temporarily, and I can't tell you the real reason for the time being." Tang Ji hesitated for a second, and finally decided to be honest: "But I'm sure, I did kill one of them. "

"Hahaha!" Wolfgang laughed loudly: "You are not lying about one thing, they are indeed unkillable, they are just waiting, are you serious?"

Wolfgang's smile froze suddenly, he leaned forward and approached Tangy, his nose trembled slightly and kept sniffing something, his eyes gradually showed surprise, the corners of his mouth curled up again, and he became excited: "There is no smell of lies, You really killed one of them!"

"Now I believe we can communicate on an equal footing." Tang Ji looked at Wolfgang calmly: "Tell me what you know, if your enemy is also Losas, we are in the same camp."

"No problem, I haven't met such a conscious person as you for a long time, a mortal, not even a superhuman, but at least very courageous." Wolfgang took a last sniff, as if he was savoring the smell of Tang Ji: "Well, I also smell hatred and responsibility, we can indeed cooperate."

"Tell me, what do you want to know from me?" Wolfgang sat back on the chair, crossed his hands on his chin, and seemed to be in a happy mood: "Because you killed a player, I will be very generous."

"What the hell are you, and all the information you know about the player." Tang Ji still asked calmly. He noticed that since the other party began to focus on his answer, the whole restaurant became quiet, and everyone was like puppets. The same froze in place, even the flames on the grill froze.

"What the hell am I? Let me think about it. First of all, I am a human being. Yes, of course I am a superhuman according to the current view, but we don't call it that." Wolfgang snapped his fingers, and the entire restaurant Reverted to the original again: "I have lived for three centuries, some people call me a wizard, and some people call me a devil, so whatever you want to call me, I don't care."

"As I said, I have been looking for people like me. From those myths and legends, from the weird stories of the locals, you can always find clues, and then I go to the door and turn their abilities into mine. My own." Wolfgang showed off a little proudly: "Of course they are not as strong as me, and most people haven't figured out about themselves yet."

"I'm not here to listen to historical stories, why don't we start from a closer place." Tang Ji interrupted Wolfgang, who is more interested in players than a superhuman who can live for hundreds of years.

After experiencing so much, Tang Ji found that he had become accustomed to these unreasonable existences.

"Patience is a virtue, but it's a pity you don't have it." Wolfgang shook his head, as if a little dissatisfied with being interrupted, but continued: "What do those players call themselves now? Losas? Another meaningless name, they change their vests every once in a while."

"It doesn't matter what they are called, what matters is what they are going to do." Wolfgang pointed to Tang Ji: "They came here to reshape our world, do you understand? According to their words, this is called background shaping , if you know what they've done, you'll even admire their creativity."

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