Su Bai continued sitting by the river. In front of him, there was a head that looked exactly like his. Such a scene was unique and super weird. Su Bai even felt that he should pick up a stick, stick it into this head, soak it in salty water and put it on fire to bake.
The story world had changed. Su Bai wouldn’t think he was the only one that had been duplicated; the others must be facing the same "treatment". But he was indeed a little too fast with this one.
His vampire blood should be able to evolve by drinking the blood of "his" body, but he didn’t do that. He wasn’t that naive. He trusted himself and understood himself; he knew himself very well that he even believed the guy might have poisoned himself in advance. Anyway, if he was in that guy’s shoes, according to his analysis of himself, he would rather kill himself than become other people’s nourishment.
Crossing his hands, Su Bai suddenly felt a little chilly. It was past midnight and it was really cold in the forest. He took out another blood bead and swallowed it. Immediately, warmth spread from his belly.
Warming himself with this precious bead seemed a little too wasteful, but Su Bai couldn’t bother about that. He stood up, looked around and suddenly felt a strong disgust against the surroundings.
Perhaps he still preferred those complicated cases rather than this extremely open-styled story.
Because of this pure massacre, Su Bai had lost that feeling he had towards Dreadful Radio all this time. It was lacking in the true beauty of horror.
Besides, everything was confusingly messed up.
Su Bai picked up the useful stuff around him and continued walking slowly. He was walking really slowly like an old man late in his life, but in such a condition, his responsibility would become more flexible.
At least, Su Bai couldn’t mind if he looked good or walked vigorously.
The forest was very large, but in some way, it was rather small. While walking aimlessly, Su Bai found himself by that river again.
The river was running through the middle part of the forest, and the cabin was just at the northern end of it.
Just then, some smog rose up from the river. In the smog, Su Bai saw a tent by the water. There was light in the tent, and he could see a vague figure sitting cross-legged in the tent.
And there was someone outside the tent. A woman was sitting on heels. Her chest was going up and down, and her face was pale. Apparently, she was hurt.
The woman noticed Su Bai’s arrival. She opened her eyes and looked at Su Bai.
Su Bai remembered this woman, but only vaguely… She was the one that got pulled down into the water. Her friends thought she was dead, and so madly attacked Su Bai.
Sophia stared at Su Bai for a little while and then closed her eyes again.
"I smelled zombie, and vampire! Interesting, two physiques at the same time? How can you manage that?"
A voice came from the tent. It was a young female voice.
Just then, the curtain of the tent opened. A girl walked out; she was black-haired, extraordinarily graceful and looked innocent.
She had beautiful long hair, green clothes and silver bells around her wrists and ankles. She looked so smart and lively, and she should be only 16 or 17 years old.
"Hello, stranger." The girl waved to Su Bai, "Why not come and join us?"
Su Bai looked ahead. In a bush, there were two bodies: one was Sophia’s and the other was the girl’s. These should be the bodies of their duplicates. Apparently, they had also killed their duplicates.
The new plot of the Dreadful Radio seemed to make no difference to them. To some of them, a duplicate was nothing but a copycat, only more cunning and cruel. However, a fake would never be authentic. It was a feeling but also a belief.
Su Bai walked ahead carefully. The girl smiled at Su Bai; then she turned around, fetched some food from her tent and asked,
"Are you hungry?"
It wasn’t fast food from a convenience store but some roast meat with salt, and it must be made recently because it still felt warm and smelled good.
Seeing the meat, Su Bai suddenly remembered the idea that occurred to him when he was looking at his duplicate’s head. He shook his hand slightly as a refusal. He didn’t need food, or to be exact, he didn’t need this kind of food.
"Weird. There are over 20 participants, but only the three of us have made it here, by the river." The girl stuck out her tongue wittily, looked at Sophia and said with a little pride, "See? Two for easterners."
Sophia looked at the girl and smiled. Even under such circumstances, she still cared about which side of them was winning in numbers. This girl was definitely a weirdo.
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