Invincible, Why Do I Need To Do It Myself

The old man stared at Ma Sha, his face full of shock: "Who are you? According to the causal line I saw, I should have a new body now!"

"You really want to take my girl's body, then I have to jump out to stop you!" Masha said.

The old man was even more surprised: "Girl? Impossible! I didn't see a girl!"

Ma Sha thought about it for a while and said with certainty: "It's a girl, I have slept with her, like a fake girl."

Old man: "Impossible! My prediction has never been wrong!"

"You have the ability to predict!" Ma Sha was overjoyed, "Great, I especially need this ability, this time I picked up a treasure! However, your prediction has such a big problem, it doesn't seem to be too strong. Ability."

The old man stared at Ma Sha firmly: "It seems that there is indeed something wrong with my prediction. I want to clarify the situation. Excuse me, future visitors, do you know an organization called Shadow?"

"I'm the boss of the shadow." Ma Sha shrugged.

The old man looked thoughtful: "In other words, this part of my prediction is not wrong... It's just that the details have changed..."

"Maybe, I can't judge, you might as well tell me what kind of predictions you made, let me see how big the gap is with reality."

Ma Sha sat down straight in front of the old man.

He stared at the old man with extremely sincere eyes.

Old man: "Before that, let me ask first, you can say that my language is definitely not because it still exists in your time?"

"I don't know if it exists, but I am a Chinese, and I can be sure that I have never spoken this language before."

Ma Sha told the truth.

"China...is it more oriental than Persia, that mysterious country that produces silk?"

"Yes, that's the country."

"...It seems that part of my soul has been swallowed by you." The old man came to the conclusion directly.

Ma Sha speculated that in the Age of Dominance, this kind of consuming other people's souls and acquiring memory and skills is quite common, so this old man can directly draw conclusions.

The old man continued: "Although I don't know if this skill has been improved in your time, in my time, by devouring the soul, it is not possible to obtain the complete memory of the devoured person, but only some fragments.

"I can choose to be silent and bring the truth into the grave, but I am very interested in the changed history. Come and tell me about the current situation. In exchange, I will tell you my prediction..."

Ma Sha was about to speak, and suddenly stopped talking.

——Wait a minute, this is not right.

——How do you feel that this guy is talking about me?

Ma Sha couldn't help but recall his previous process of using the dream top to compose other people's words.

——This is a bit similar to what I have done before!

——According to my experience using the dream top, there is only one way to verify my conjecture!

Ma Sha focused his attention on the surrounding environment.

——If this is a dream, I will regain control of it!

The handsome boy nicknamed "Holmes" was sitting by the window of his attic, looking at the beautiful girl lying on the bed.

The boy nicknamed "Moriarty" stood beside him, looking at the girl as well.

"It looks like everything is going well." "Moriarty" said, "I just don't know which level of cadre she came into contact with. But we gave up the opportunity to steal the Arab bronze hand in vain, setting up this situation.

"That bronze hand, if the record in the'Addington Illustrated Book' is correct, it should be a very powerful weapon. You are really willing to use it as a medium or something."

"Holmes" smiled: "The Chinese have an old saying that they don't want their children to catch wolves. Besides, our supporters should also want to explore the reality of the shadows. Use this reason to convince them that they will accept it."

"When you burned Notre Dame last time, you also said that they would accept it, didn't you get a severe scolding?" "Moriarty" sighed, "Placing those old men, but'Watson' and me what."

"Holmes" shrugged.

"Moriarty" looked helpless and turned to the **** the bed.

"Is she sweating a bit? Isn't something wrong? Should we wake her up?" "Moriarty" asked three times.

"Don't worry, in a dream, the'Suet Ball' is invincible. Unless the opponent is also a person who is good at manipulating dreams, or has ever been invaded into dreams, no one can resist her ability.

"Most people basically don't realize that they are in a dream, and they are completely thrown around by her.

"Now she sweats a lot, probably because the opponent's defense is more difficult to break through."

Although "Holmes" said so, "Moriarty" was still very worried: "Have she ever sweated so much before?"

"Yes, of course I have, when I invaded that SSS class...that was the guy codenamed ‘Forest Witch’, her sweat was like rain, her pillow was soaked, and she almost fainted in the end."

"Holmes" answered calmly.

"It's a bit of sweat now, it's trivial compared to then."

"Moriarty" frowned: "That's great. But the other party is a shadow. I always thought that we were already the world's largest secret society with the hardest backstage. As a result, we were completely unaware of the existence of shadows. .

"Even the old men seemed to be caught off guard by the sudden emergence of the shadows.

"Say the fixation can completely deal with this kind of'attack'. Just to be on the safe side, let's wake her up."

"Moriarty" was about to step forward when he finished speaking, but was held back by "Holmes".

"When she sweats as much as last time, we will wake her up."

"Moriarty" hesitated to speak, but still agreed to "Holmes".

The two continued to pay attention to the girl sleeping on the bed.

In a dream.

Masha also stood in the attic, looking at "Holmes" and "Moriarty". Of course, Masha did not know their nicknames.

Ma Sha used the previous experience of manipulating dreams to modify the dreams.

Of course, he has never seen the two people in front of him, nor has he visited this attic. These are all Masha’s experience of manipulating the dream by himself, and he naturally guides him from the memory of another "everyone" in this dream. Something out.

The other party should have never thought about being turned away from the guest, so there is no defense at all.

The **** the bed woke up. For the girl, she had just pulled out a lot of information through the dream, and successfully woke up from the dream.

Everything seems to be a natural continuation of reality.

Ma Sha waited, planning to see how much the girl had learned.