Quick, female general, I traveled through time to save my father

Chapter 195 Another Me in a Parallel World

The original owner of the parallel world obviously also noticed their approach. She turned around quickly, a sneer flashing in her eyes.

She waved her hands, and a wave of energy instantly hit Li Qiang. Li Qiang quickly dodged, but was still knocked back a few steps by the aftermath of the energy wave.

"Garbage!" the parallel original owner said coldly, her figure moving quickly in the corridor like a phantom.

The security team members were not willing to be outdone. They quickly adjusted their tactics and used the weapons and equipment at their disposal to try to trap the parallel original owner.

Various high-tech equipment such as laser guns, electromagnetic pulse devices, energy shields, etc. appeared one after another, and the entire corridor became a battlefield.

Li Qiang gritted his teeth, he knew that he could not let the parallel original owner succeed.

But the opponent was too strong. Walking among the gunfire and hail of bullets, she actually gave people a relaxed feeling of strolling in the garden, even though she moved at an extremely fast speed.

Soon the original owner of the parallel came to Sirong's lounge.

When the door of the lounge was kicked open by the parallel original owner, Sirong knew that a fight between them was inevitable.

The air was filled with the smell of burning gunpowder. Parallel to the original owner, he walked out slowly, stepping on the broken glass on the ground. His eyes were cold and his whole body exuded an arrogant aura.

"You can't escape," the parallel original owner's voice was low and confident. "I have copied the skills from countless parallel worlds. You are no match for me."

Sirong did not respond. She took a deep breath, clenched her hands, and assumed the starting position of Sijiaquan.

"I don't know your name yet? My name is Sirong."

Hearing Sirong's question, the parallel original owner seemed to recall something before chuckling softly, "After a long time, I even need to think about my own name before I can remember it.

My name is Zhan Rong, Zhan means warrior and Rong means glorious.

You can't beat me, so don't even think about resisting. Be good and you'll suffer less later."

"Oh? But I don't want to die, what should I do?"

The original owner of the parallel world sneered, and his figure flashed, appearing in front of Sirong in an instant.

She moved as fast as lightning, punching Sirong in the face. Sirong quickly turned sideways to avoid the blow, and at the same time swung out with her right hand, and a "Dragon Soaring to the Nine Heavens" Sijia Fist directly hit the original owner's ribs.

However, the original owner of the parallel world was well prepared. She jumped lightly to avoid the attack and slapped Sirong's shoulder with her backhand.

Sirong felt a powerful force coming at her, but she quickly adjusted her center of gravity and used the fighting technique of "borrowing the opponent's force to counter attack" to guide the parallel original owner's palm power to the side, while kicking her knee at the same time.

Zhan Rong stood still, a flicker of surprise in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure. She crossed her hands and unleashed a skill from another parallel world—"Shadow Clone Technique." Instantly, she transformed into several illusory figures, surrounding Si Rong.

This operation surprised Sirong. How could there be a Naruto world in the parallel world?

Sirong frowned slightly. She quickly analyzed the movements of each figure, looking for the true parallel owner.

Suddenly, she felt a strong air current coming from behind her. She quickly turned and struck the figure with a "Tiger Roaring Mountains and Rivers" attack. As expected, the figure shattered, revealing the true parallel original owner.

"Not bad," Zhan Rong nodded approvingly, "but how long can you hold on?"

Sirong didn't answer. She knew now was not the time for verbal attacks. She concentrated and assumed the starting position of Sijiaquan again, ready for the next battle.

"Let me tell you about my world!"

Perhaps Sirong's attack just now touched Zhan Rong's sore spot. She wanted to relieve the pain and started chatting with Sirong.

Of course, maybe she felt that all of Sirong's current struggles were futile and a waste of effort. Ending Sirong's life would be too easy, and it was not certain that she would be able to talk to her before she died.

After all, in a way, they are one person.

Sirong now of course wants to press on with the victory, it would be best if she could kill her in one fell swoop, so that she can complete the mission directly, but her strength does not allow it, so she can only deal with her for now.

Waiting for other security personnel in the laboratory to see if there is any way to cooperate with her.

"I'd like to hear the details." Sirong said softly, trying hard to adjust her breathing, trying to calm herself down as soon as possible so as to better deal with the situation at hand.

Zhan Rong sat down against the wall of the laboratory without any image.

"Do you know what a wasteland world is?"

Without waiting for Sirong to answer, she continued, "Have you ever seen a garbage dump? The whole world is just one giant garbage dump.

When I was six years old, a nuclear war broke out in our world. All countries were experiencing war at that time, so most of the time, people lived in underground shelters.

Of course, that place is not 100% safe.

Although they have dug several hundred meters underground, if the missile lands accurately on their heads, the people in the underground shelter will hardly be spared.

We were the lucky ones who escaped the bombs and the warheads."

Having said that, Zhan Rong crossed his legs and rested the back of his head against the wall behind him.

Sirong also put away her hostile stance and sat against the wall at a certain distance from her.

"Those were the few years I have warm memories of. Although our lives were shattered by the bombing, my parents still loved me. They did their best to protect me in that chaotic time."

When he said this, the corners of Zhan Rong's smiling mouth slowly relaxed.

"You all love to read apocalyptic novels. Have you ever thought that to survive in such a place, there is no such thing as humanity?"

Zhan Rong looked at Si Rong as if he was looking at a country kid who had never seen the world. He had an inexplicable sense of superiority and self-mockery, and there was a hint of bitterness in his smile.

"The once prosperous city is now reduced to rubble, with the remains of buildings standing like giant tombstones on the desolate land.

The air is filled with a pungent chemical smell, and the sky is often shrouded in a layer of gray smog that blocks the sun's rays, making the day as dim as dusk.

On the ground, vegetation has almost completely disappeared, replaced by vast expanses of desert and scorched earth."

"So what are you eating?"

"Good question! Hahaha!" Zhan Rong laughed crazily: "What to eat? Do you believe in eating humans?

Rich people built underground refuge fortresses decades ago, where they can grow hydroponic plants using lights and nutrient solutions.

I heard that the people living there are no different from their lives before the war.

But we ordinary people at the bottom of society can only eat anything we can put in our mouths, mutated plants, bone meal made from animal corpses, and some scorched earth.

Haha, hahahaha!"