My doppelganger drama

Early the next morning.

The boss hurriedly got up from home and rushed to the newspaper office despite the nausea and headache of a hangover.

What's going on with Wan Yi... I made so many calls and didn't answer it! The boss came to the newspaper office cursing as another call came to nothing on his phone.

At his notice, the reporters and editors of the newspaper had already set off for work early.

Unexpectedly, so many things happened when he woke up in one night. He was already regretting how long he drank yesterday. After returning to the room, he had sex with his wife in a daze for a long time. Now he can be said to be mentally and physically exhausted. However, the journalist His quality made him know that he must not miss this opportunity.

But when he walked in the door, he found everyone gathered in one place talking.

What are you doing? I called you here because there is a big report to be done! The boss used his loud voice to attract everyone's attention.

No... Boss, you can see for yourself. However, everyone did not feel embarrassed about being caught trying to catch something. Instead, they got out of the way and showed what they were looking at to their boss.

The object they were surrounding was a large whiteboard from the newspaper office.

There are many photos posted on the whiteboard at this time.

Skinned bugs, amorphous slime, werewolves howling at night, fleeing aliens, pursuers from the outer world, indiscriminate sacrifices, collapsed department stores, and unknown shadows of the world.

Photos and related introduction notes were posted all over the whiteboard, presenting a setting that seemed like a novel in front of everyone.

The boss was in a cold sweat and his eyes were blank.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang.

He picked up: Hello, printing factory? What happened?... Someone emptied the paper inventory and printed a large number of newspapers at night?! And it has been shipped away!?

The boss's mind is in confusion. What on earth is going on in this world?

Feeling dizzy, he took two steps back and leaned against a desk.

He turned around and found Wan Yi's seat.

After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly reached out and pulled out a note from a folder.

[Sorry, Mr. Gu Cang, I suddenly felt inspired last night. I feel like I have been in a daze for most of my life and it’s finally time to do something to pursue myself. Although you have just given me paid leave, I have already planned to resign. This is my resignation letter, which is a bit crude. Please forgive me. As compensation, I left a surprise for the newspaper. Real journalists should indeed bring some interesting truths to the public! 】

At the end of the note, there was Wan Yi's signature and a hand-drawn smiley face that looked like it didn't deserve a slap.

The boss only felt that his head was buzzing and his thoughts were completely confused.

A surprise for the newspaper? It’s a surprise to the world!

…

On the streets and alleys, newspapers were flying all over the sky like gray birds.

At the same time, some well-known newspapers and journalists in various countries received a file with surprising contents a little later.

Some people don't believe it and sneer at it, some people are skeptical and try to prove it, and some people are awakened by horrific memories and start to ask for help from the outside world.

On the street, pedestrians were all talking about it.

Suddenly, an explosion occurred and a house was engulfed in flames.

boom!

In public, an insect broke open the door and fled into the street in embarrassment, with sparks all over its body and covered in mostly broken human skin.

Give me my wife! Give her back to me! Bug! Devil! Behind, a man bathed in flames chased with a machete, his tears evaporated by the flames.

Suspicion is ignited, and the thing in the dark reveals its stinky corner.

The social security environment plummeted, and before the Metropolitan Police Department could dispatch to stabilize the situation, a fierce firefight broke out within it.

Soon after a brief period of calm, the incident began to escalate.

On the chaotic street, two people were strolling.

It's meaningless. Those yellow-skinned octopuses will soon suppress the chaos by relying on their social influence. At most, they will abandon the insect, the most violent race in the dark, and set it as a target to hide themselves. Kiao Said calmly.

It doesn't matter. Wan Yi said, touching the camera on his chest, I am only responsible for telling the truth. Whether you believe it or not is left to others.

Kiwei looked at Wan Yi and narrowed his eyes: What is the so-called truth? You just want to add a little chaos to this world.

Wan Yi shrugged: How could...

boom!

Something seemed to explode in the distance.

If you can't bear the truth, that's just a problem in this world.

Tch, that's nice to say. Kiao turned away.

Mr. Murderer, what are you going to do next? Wan Yi asked.

What else can I do? Let's continue with the past. But thanks to you, I don't have to be completely blind when looking for prey. Kiwei said.

In other words, I still have to keep it a secret, right?

Tsk.

Hahaha, it's easy to talk. I guess no one will be able to control how many you kill in a while. As long as you are not completely targeted by those yellow-skinned octopuses, you will be the strongest.

Hmph, that's a false compliment. What about you, don't you want to be a reporter anymore? Wan Yi also told Kio about his intention to resign.

My career as a reporter has been fulfilled, and I plan to look for the next part of my life.

It's inexplicable. I hope I won't see you anywhere in the future.

That's hard to say.

Kiao didn't say any more, put on the hood of his sweatshirt, put his hands in his pockets, and headed in one direction at the fork in the road. Wan Yi was left with a handsome back without any nostalgia.

Glancing at his back, Wan Yi silently muttered: Leave.

A stream of information entered his mind.

[Confirm No. 】

confirm.

[Conditions exceeded, I wish you a pleasant journey. 】

Is this boundary space and time so polite?

Wan Yi was a little surprised after receiving the information.

As for the conditions, a large number of photos taken by Wan Yi last night have fully met the initial requirements of time and space.

During a werewolf killing, a civilian who accidentally entered the scene violently killed all the werewolves. It was such a simple story and a dull drama.

This trip was fruitful, and Wan Yi did not intend to stay in this world for long, so he said goodbye and left.

Light flashed, and Wan Yi found that he was already standing outside the boundary vortex.

He touched his pocket and felt its heavy weight, then returned to his room.

…

I'm going! He's back!

I thought he was dead inside!

The first refugee in this class to enter the depth boundary of more than fifty and successfully come back. I don't know if he is lucky or if he really has the ability.

Seeing Wan Yi appear in the refugee area, some people who had been secretly observing Wan Yi for a long time were surprised.

Wan Yi has never concealed his intention to enter the high-depth boundary. The news came out not unexpectedly, but not many people thought that he would come back alive.

But the truth tells everyone that he did it.

This is enough to change some people's views and secret evaluations of Wan Yi.

There's been more peeping.

It was expected. I thought about it before entering the boundary.

It doesn't matter. There are many people who have come back from the high-depth world and survived. If we don't say anything, who knows what kind of attitude we will come out in.

Wan Yi returned to the house listening to the conversations of the clones.

After Zheng Xi left, he was fortunate enough to be given a room per person.

He immediately put the two beds together, pretending to be a noble double bed, and then he could roll around on the bed.

After relaxing for a while, he began to count the harvest.

First, there are many fragments of non-human alien species.

Among them, there are more than ninety bug fragments, more than thirty mucus fragments, more than a hundred yellow-skinned octopus alien fragments, eight succubus parasite fragments, and nine shadow creature fragments.

Basically, he and his clones went to pick up rags on the street after the sacrifice, which was a bit of an unexpected surprise.

It was interesting to pick up succubus parasites, and there were also shadow creatures that he had never seen in time and space.

It is said that this kind of creature controls the host by sneaking into the shadow of the creature. In a sense, it is also a kind of parasite, but it is not as weak as the succubus itself, and its concealment is higher than that of mucus.

These things are big rags, and the remaining small rags are things that can be found in the time and space of a modern urban background.

After counting the junk, Wan Yi solemnly took out the highlight of this time.

The first is the fragment of the Night Howling Werewolf, the strongest race on earth in that time and space. Mr. Kio endorsed it with all his heart, and everyone who has seen it said it was good.

Apart from turning into Furui, it can be said that there are no major disadvantages. Even becoming Furui may be an advantage in the eyes of some people.

This thing should have been created because of his relationship with Kiao. There are four in total, not many, but each one is a little larger than the ordinary fragments. The werewolf inside the glass bead is not just a shadow, but has a relative shadow. Complete appearance.

Then there are the fragments of craftsmanship...Photography: Photographic specialization.

Ah, yes, he successfully produced skill fragments, maybe because he took photos too frequently, there are thirteen fragments in total.

The improvement that ordinary skill fragments bring to people is that one can directly master a skill. After that, the level of improvement can only be limited. If you knock too many, you will gradually become a demon obsessed with one skill.

If it is some special memory fragments, such as high-level martial arts and other things, more than ten are definitely not too many. So what if you are crazy, it can greatly deepen your understanding. But just for photography skills, thirteen is obviously Exceeded.

As this technology deepens, will it be possible to take supernatural photos?

It doesn't seem impossible. Combined with the Seed of Fear, maybe this kind of gameplay can really be achieved. The clone said along this line of thinking.

Wan Yi was also stunned for a moment: It's just an ordinary skill fragment. Can it really be done?

Let's try it.

The worst case scenario is death.

Wan Yi nodded: Yes.

At the worst, it would be good to eat to make up for his photography skills. His family knew about his family affairs, and his photography skills as a reporter could only be rated as large in quantity but full in food.

Don’t worry too much about the abstraction of the photo if the information is enough.

And the final heavyweight harvest.

These fragments were made from the human skins he carried with him when he left the boundary.

Wan Yi doesn't quite understand why this happened, but from analysis, it seems to be similar to the reward of time and space for him to complete the task beyond the standard.

All in all, the human skin was reduced to five fragments.

And it’s a piece of craftsmanship.

The technique recorded in it is...painted skin.

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And I packed these dozen chapters into dumplings for the final jealousy.