Chapter 174 Tang Sen’s Funeral

"Hello?"

"Hello?!!"

Calls continued to come from the phone's receiver, but Tang Sen did not hang up or reply.

He walked to the twisted battery car, found the briefcase, found a piece of paper inside, and deftly cut and folded it into the shape of a paper man.

Then he shook his wrist fiercely, and the paper flew out, landing on the place where he had been lying in the car accident before, and then suddenly transformed into a human.

The dummy was exactly the same as Tang Sen, even the blood-stained clothes were the same, but his eyes were dull and lifeless.

This is the ability of "Paper Stand".

If Tang Sen doesn't use his powers to maintain it, this substitute can only exist for an hour.

Tang Sen controlled the paper man to adjust his posture, then placed the phone not far from the palm of the paper man, then stepped back and looked at it for a while.

Snapped.

He snapped his fingers, and the paper man suddenly became more real. His lower body was completely twisted, blood slowly flowed out from under him, and the smell of blood was thick around him.

This is the ability to "create illusions."

After doing all this, Tang Sen carefully checked the surrounding street lights to confirm that there were no cameras on this rural road. After cleaning up all suspicious traces, he walked to the side of the road lightly without leaving any footprints, hiding behind the road. In a forest, he snapped his fingers again and let himself be wrapped in illusion.

Now, the entire scene looks like a normal car accident.

A few minutes later, a car drove over with high beams on, slowed down as it approached the scene of the accident, and then quickly accelerated past the scene.

Then several more cars passed by, some stopped far away and called the police, and some stretched out their mobile phones from the car windows to take videos, but no one dared to get closer to check the situation at the scene.

It wasn't until half an hour later that police cars and ambulances finally arrived at the scene.

A doctor and a caregiver carrying a stretcher hurried over. The doctor checked the dummy's breath and pulse, and then checked the injury.

Under the influence of hallucinations, ordinary doctors found no abnormalities.

He sighed and stood up.

"Too late, confirmed dead."

The policeman standing next to him also sighed and said: "I'm afraid the other party has already had a flashback when he called the police. It can be heard from the recorded conversation. It's a pity."

"It's too remote here and we missed the best time for discovery."

The doctor came to the dump truck again, just took a look inside, and then shook his head.

"This is more serious."

"It seems that there is no possibility of treatment." The policeman shook his head and said: "The initial judgment is that it was a car accident. The specific situation still needs to survey the scene and investigate the interpersonal relationships and recent whereabouts of both parties."

"As for the body, send it directly to the nearest funeral home and notify the family to come and claim it."

The nurse carefully carried the paper mannequin onto the stretcher and put it into the ambulance. No one noticed that a figure walked out quietly among the trees on the roadside and followed the nurse into the ambulance compartment. Hanging on top of the carriage.

Townsend attended his cremation ceremony and funeral.

This is not only because the paper man substitute and illusion need to be maintained by himself, but also because he wants to give a summary of his life as an ordinary person in this world.

The conclusion is that it makes no sense.

Everything he struggled for in the first half of his life and the people he knew were meaningless.

The funeral organizers, distant relatives who even Tang Sen didn't recognize, had been discussing how the poor deceased, who had no direct relatives, should inherit the inheritance. Although it was not much, the insurance amount and the company's pension were all. And after excluding the funeral expenses, the remaining savings are still enough to make people's hearts move.

Colleagues and friends showed some sincere sadness, but this was just an episode in their ordinary lives, and any emotional ripples were quickly wiped out by life.

His existence is not important to this world, and his death is not important to this world. The only thing left is a narrow place in a rather cheap cemetery, and a tombstone without even an epitaph.

"However, this is my original destiny."

Tang Sen stood in front of the tombstone and looked at the black and white photo that was exactly the same as his own.

He recognized that this was the ID photo he used when he joined the company. He was young and very poor at that time. The ID photo was taken at the copy shop in front of the school. His clothes were wrinkled, his hair was messy, and only his eyes were full of hope. light.

This is not a qualified posthumous photo, but the distant relatives obviously don’t have that much energy to take care of such a trivial matter.

Tang Sen actually had more ways to deal with the car accident, but he chose the most decisive one.

He knew that he could no longer continue his previous life.

Work step by step, collect enough down payment to buy a house, and spend decades repaying the loan. During this period, there will definitely be happiness and pain, and finally you will live a dull and ordinary life.

He could no longer imagine these scenes about the original future.

It would be better to say goodbye and let the ordinary life of Tang Sen, an ordinary person, end in that car accident - and this is indeed the case. If he did not get the opportunity to travel through the heavens, this would be Tang Sen's ending.

As for Townsend later.

It could be a buyer who travels across the heavens, or it could be a faceless man who hangs out in the city. No one knows what the future will be like.

The only thing you can know is that it won't be ordinary or dull.

It will be a journey full of danger and fun.

"Let's go eat something delicious."

Tang Sen took a deep breath and took one last look at his photo on the tombstone. His facial features changed slightly, and he looked more ordinary and ordinary compared to the photo.

Then, without hesitation, he turned and left.

"I kind of want to eat fish."

"However, speaking of it, in addition to having no identity, I seem to be penniless."

The feeling of being penniless is quite strange to Tang Sen now. After all, he has never had to think about money.

Of course, for extraordinary people, these little things are easy to solve.

A few days passed by, and Tang Sen experienced a long-lost modern life. There was no danger, no goals, just simply enjoying food, playing games, and watching movies.

He has a lot of time to do things that he once wanted to do, but was constrained by the need to consider the future and survival. He can even travel around the world and live every kind of life he yearns for.

But Townsend felt boring.

"I thought that once I was out of danger in the real world, I would lose part of my motivation to go shopping in the heavens."

"It seems now that I can't go back either."

"Then go ahead and head to the new world."

The next chapter goes to the new world. I don’t want the plot of the new world to be released in only one chapter, so I’ll add another chapter tomorrow.