"This works too? Your eyesight's that good?"
Wen Xishu didn't speak and didn't make any move. He just stared in silence.
But very soon, Wen Xishu realized something… he couldn't see.
It was as if "I" had already taken this into account: the moment the Wen Xishus looked into each other's eyes—more precisely, the moment they observed each other's eyeballs—they couldn't make out what was reflected in the other's pupils, and instead saw fragments and memories.
Another me's memories.
"Damn, that's so cool! I saw you telling Old Zheng that your combat power is five hundred and thirty thousand! I even saw you beating some guy called Miyamoto Yishu!"
"Holy crap, that's so cool. So this is how badass Old Zheng looks in your world!"
Obviously, Blue Star Wen Xishu had veered off track, and Wen Xishu's attempt to observe himself through his pupils had failed. This bug did not exist.
He still didn't say anything.
