But the moment he walked out of the car door, Bai Wu still felt the twists and collapses of this world.

The overpass was full of vehicles that were deformed by too fast speeds, and there were vehicles behind them.

When the passenger's identity ended, many people began to call for help.

But the people around were extremely cold and no one helped them because they were busy at work and had to play their roles well.

And is there anyone in this world who can play every role in life well?

Bai Wu believes that the answer to this question is not available.

Some people may play a boss or a hero well, but for the woman who is waiting for him, he is not even a qualified boyfriend.

In order to give the children at home better living conditions, the father started working hard, but he may neglect to discipline the children because of this.

Human identity... is often complicated.

Who will judge whether an identity is qualified to play? Who has the qualification to comment?

Standing on the intricate overpass, I watched some people wipe the blood from their faces, drag their broken bodies, and walked towards the company with expressionless faces...

Seeing the vehicles behind him having a full speed accident, watching pedestrians leave indifferently, watching someone finally unable to withstand the survival instinct, making him give up playing the role of his identity and choose to call for help...

The white mist saw a very morbid and deformed city in the center of this city in the vast crowd.

At the construction site, many elderly people fell to the ground because they could not withstand heavy physical work.

As for the management in various places, because managers were children assigned to managers during the last countdown, they were neglected to manage, and many buildings began to have problems.

Fires, stinking sewers, car accidents, power outages...

Various accidents occur constantly, and in every corner of the city, due to the chaos of identity...

This leads to a lot of problems.

How easy is it to play every identity well in such a city?

Bai Wu ultimately did not choose to save people. He was sure that this was the norm in this city. If he did not find the source of everything, he would not be able to truly save these people.

Otherwise, they will still die in various accidents tomorrow.

Bai Wu took steps and headed towards the company like those cold people.

But deep down, he had already buried some anger...

...

...

Baichuan City, unknown corner.

In a dark alley, a child held a knife and pressed against an old man's chin.

"It's so fun! It's so fun! Last time I made a wish to give me the identity of a hero in the martial arts world! I really have this identity!"

"I want to rob the rich and help the poor!"

The children's excited screams were heard by everyone outside the alley.

However, everyone outside the alley doesn't want to meddle in other people's business.

The next time this child is assigned an identity, he will delete some memories and retain some memories.

Maybe he will remember this pleasure of doing evil, and next time he will become a more perverted villain.

But no one cares. Everyone hopes that before the countdown comes, just play your own identity well.

If you rashly participate in something, you will rashly generate a new identity.

It was like there was a convenience store outside the alley. The convenience store owner had a very good status this time. He was assigned to a status where both parents died, no wife or children.

He even has no friends, just opens a convenience store, and he just needs to play the role of the convenience store owner.

If you help the old man who is being "robbed of the rich and helped the poor" at this time, he will have to temporarily add an "enthusiastic citizen" status.

God knows whether this identity will cause trouble for me?

As long as you don’t care about your own nothingness… the countdown will come, you can get a better identity.

It's just an old man and a child who has learned bad things, so I don't have to worry about it.

"Hurry up, call out the money, hahahahaha... don't resist! Old guy, the role I play is allowed to stab you to death!"

The blade almost pierced into the old man's dry skin.

The child's face showed abnormal fanaticism.

He watched TV a few days ago and liked those heroes who used swords to help the poor, although... he was later assigned to "gangsters", but in his opinion, he was a hero.

This old man’s money is greedy and ill-gotten gain! He is doing good deeds!

"Do you want to try to kill someone? Anyway, it's not a big deal, right? Even if I did such a thing in this identity... I'm a good person again in my next identity?"

A crazier idea arose in the child's heart.

"I changed my mind! I'm going to kill you, hahahahaha, kill you!"

A few turbid tears came out from the old man's eyes...

He suddenly regretted that he should not have made a wish to be an elderly widow.

He originally had a son who was dependent on his elders, and a wife who pointed at him and died soon, so he could get the inheritance.

Such a son and wife are naturally a manifestation of his life failure, so he hopes that he can be alone in his next identity.

Now he has achieved it, truly alone, and in such a crisis, no one is even willing to help him.

He was about to die, feeling the tip of the knife penetrated little by little, and blood flowed out little by little... he was frightened inside.

There is no real death in this city, and death will only count as failure... The next time you change your identity, you will be arranged to a worse identity.

He was afraid of such a life... he just hoped that the next time he assigned his identity, he could completely clear his memory of his last identity.

But just as the knife was about to actually pierce his throat, the tip of the knife... suddenly moved away.

"Let me go! Let me go!" The boy widened his eyes and looked at the man who was only one head taller than him but seemed to be endless.

"I'm killing bad guys! I'm robbing the rich and helping the poor! I'm a hero!" ·

The act of "robbing the rich and helping the poor" was stopped, making the children who play the gangster angry.

"Don't insult the word "门"

A man who already has a face that is not angry and powerful will become even more terrifying once he gets angry.

Bang, he slapped the naughty child's front teeth so that he could fly away.

Smack sex...

Their slaps were controlled with extremely precise force, making the child's face swollen like a pig's head.

Then he nodded to the old man:

"You can leave now."

"Thank you...thank you!"

The old man thanked him sincerely, but he didn't expect someone to come to save him.

Every time they change their identities, they lose a lot of memories.

Just like starting over completely, I just understand one thing deep down...

You must act well in each identity, otherwise you will get a very painful identity next time.

Over time, everyone hopes that their identity will be simpler and that the role they play should not be too complicated...

No one likes to meddle in other people's business.

So being rescued surprised the old man...

This young man who looks only 1.6 meters tall, maybe he is a newcomer?

Out of good intentions and because the other party saved him, he decided to teach him some experiences of living in this world:

"Young man, thank you today, but in this city, you must learn not to meddle in other people's business... Otherwise, you may have some troublesome things, which will bring you some troublesome identities..."

This man is Wujiu.

Wujiu plays the role of a chef this time, and his restaurant is nearby.

At this time, many memories have been erased. He is not like white mist, and can retain his own memories.

But Wujiu still felt that he seemed to have something important to do and there was another very important person to protect.

This feeling was lingering, so he tried hard to think about it, trying to figure out who he was going to protect...

He couldn't figure it out, so he came out to breathe, so he ran into the alley, a child who played the role of a robber, who was robbing the rich and helping the poor.

Although many memories have been cleared, Wujiu's heart is still Wujiu.

After hearing the old man's words, Wujiu frowned with a little disgust:

"I don't care about identity. You are not young anymore. Before you play various identities, I hope you can play a good role as a good person."
Chapter completed!