First Edict of the Outsider

"Fake? An evil spirit?"

Yang Jia's somewhat mysterious and languid voice cleared Xiao Xiao's mind, giving him the biting chill of falling into an icy lake.

And Yang Jia, the mysterious and aloof girl before him, simply looked into his eyes and said softly, "Do you feel like everyone around you has developed a strange and intense hatred for you?"

"Do you feel like they all want to kill you and eat you alive?"

"..."

Xiao Xiao looked at her with some horror, a sense of gratitude inexplicably rising within him.

Because this woman had accurately described what he had been feeling.

But then, Yang Jia sighed softly and said, "I can tell you, it's all real."

"The hatred they showed you in the room was real. If you had stayed in the room any longer, they would have killed you, that's also real."

"..."

At that moment, Xiao Xiao felt his scalp tingle slightly, and the world behind him seemed to crumble silently.

After a long while, he asked in a low voice, "Why?"

"The reason is simple."

A wisp of slightly minty smoke drifted past Yang Jia's face as she said softly, "Everyone and everything around us only appears to be the same as you remember. They have long been unknowingly replaced by fake monsters."

"You are already out of sync with this world, like a nail stuck in a clock."

"This world despises you, hates you, and wants to kill you completely..."

"..."

Xiao Xiao couldn't describe how he felt when he heard these words, he just stared blankly at Yang Jia, her calm and beautiful face giving him a strong sense of madness.

"I..."

He didn't know how many questions he wanted to ask, but Yang Jia quickly stood up, placed her hand on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear, "Don't talk, they're coming."

Xiao Xiao's mind was still filled with confusion, and he was inexplicably startled.

In the corridor, Jiang Cheng was already walking over with a smile. He, who had just looked at him with that sinister gaze, now seemed like a different person, saying with a smile, "I was wondering why you two had been gone for so long. Turns out you were here whispering secrets."

"Can you let me hear what you're talking about?"

"..."

Xiao Xiao's heart was full of vigilance at this time, but Yang Jia had already replied with a very relaxed smile, "Just talking about something interesting."

Jiang Cheng glanced at Yang Jia, then looked at Xiao Xiao, seeming a little dissatisfied, but he just waved his hand with a smile and said, "Alright, alright, everyone's getting impatient."

But as he said that, he suddenly turned to look at Xiao Xiao and said, "Yang Jia, you go back first, I have something to say to Xiao Xiao."

Seeing the flash of gloom that seemed to flicker in his eyes the moment he turned his head, Xiao Xiao's heart instantly became vigilant. He subconsciously looked at Yang Jia, naturally not wanting her to leave, but unexpectedly, she just nodded obediently and turned to leave.

But in the instant she turned around, she suddenly leaned close to Xiao Xiao's ear and said quickly, "First Edict of the Outsider: Don't let yourself look weak."

"If you don't want to be killed by him, the only option is to kill him."

"..."

"Kill him?"

Xiao Xiao was frightened by these words and looked at Yang Jia in horror.

But Yang Jia had already turned and left, her face still wearing an expression as if everything was normal.

Jiang Cheng, however, saw the expression on Yang Jia's face as she brushed past Xiao Xiao's ear to say that whisper, which seemed to make him feel extremely dissatisfied.

Watching Yang Jia leave, the little smile that had been on his face suddenly disappeared.

Turning his head to look at Xiao Xiao, he was now full of coldness and anger. He suddenly grabbed Xiao Xiao's hand and dragged him into the bathroom.

Grasping Xiao Xiao's arm, he exerted force, slamming Xiao Xiao against the bathroom wall. The glass mirror shattered with a crash, and shards fell to the ground.

His voice was filled with a twisted and resentful coldness: "You're worthy?"

"You..."

Xiao Xiao was caught off guard and pinned against the wall, instinctively panicking, and subconsciously asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Everyone knows this gathering was called because I met Yang Jia."

"Everyone knows I like Yang Jia."

"Everyone knows Yang Jia is mine. You're worthy to compete with me? You're worthy to look at her? You're worthy to come outside and whisper secrets to her?"

"..."

Jiang Cheng roared with a gloomy expression, the anger causing earthworm-like blood vessels to bulge high on his forehead and twist erratically. At that moment, Xiao Xiao felt a strong threat from him. The undisguised anger gave him a sense of uncontrollable panic. He could feel Jiang Cheng's anger erupting without restraint, and bloodshot eyes, like a spiderweb, quickly covered his entire eyeball.

He was so angry, the hatred and resentment bursting out like a tangible substance, that he even used too much force, and his mouth suddenly split open.

The corners of his mouth were forcefully torn apart by the twisting power of muscles, and then his chest suddenly fell apart, his body surface like a broken eggshell, with twisted tentacles blooming from within.

They were covered with circular suckers and backward-facing barbs, wriggling and dripping viscous fluid.

"You kind of unambitious trash deserve to die in your bedroom..."

In a muddled and venomous voice, Jiang Cheng's slimy, barb-covered arm, or rather, tentacle, stabbed fiercely towards Xiao Xiao's heart.

At that moment, Xiao Xiao's eyes suddenly widened.

He watched the disgusting and terrifying tentacle drill towards his heart, his tension reaching its peak, feeling as if all the blood in his body was being forced into his brain by an invisible force.

The panic that had accumulated for so long also erupted at this moment, fiercely, more intense than any panic he had ever experienced.

"Is this real, or an illusion?"

"He... turned into a monster?"

"..."

Accompanied by a splitting headache and dizziness, he felt everything around him slow down.

Only Jiang Cheng's angry and fractured face in front of him, and the tentacles wriggling and drilling out of his body, and that arm containing inhuman power.

How could this happen...

How could he encounter such an absurd, nightmarish thing?

He couldn't understand why, but he felt the sound of his heartbeat was unusually clear, but the interval between each beat was infinitely prolonged.

Ever since he had endured the panic that had plagued him for four years, and tried to adapt to the feeling of its onset, he often had this feeling.

The more nervous he became, the slower everything around him became, almost stopping.

In the same second, he could think about more things, feel more information, as if the world had stopped, and only his mind was running explosively.

In the past, this feeling only brought pain and torment, but now it seemed to have some unexpected effect.

His mind was operating in overload, like an explosion.

Things that others needed a long time to figure out, he only needed less than a second.

"The Jiang Cheng in front of me has turned into a monster, and he is full of hatred towards me, he wants to... kill me."

"Should I run away?"

"No, I can't escape, this monster is too close to me."

"So, if I want to protect myself, then there is only one way left..."

Xiao Xiao thought of the words Yang Jia had whispered in his ear: "If you want to live, you can only kill him."

Killing people is naturally bad. Xiao Xiao had never even killed a chicken since he was a child, let alone a person, but the thing in front of him was a monster, and it was hurting him, so what other choice did he have?

So he quickly moved on to the main point: how to kill it?

And when such a question flashed in his mind, Xiao Xiao, whose mind was running like an explosion, tried to capture every detail around him. In this slow motion, as if time had stopped, he saw Jiang Cheng's cracked skin, his hideous flesh and tentacles, the unknown flesh tissue in his body, and the dark red heart in the center of his cracked body, slowly bulging and compressing blood.

He also saw the glittering shards on the ground out of the corner of his eye, the shards of the mirror that Jiang Cheng had smashed when he pushed himself against it.

A plan slowly emerged in his mind.

"Bang!"

Jiang Cheng, in a fit of rage, slammed his arm-turned-tentacle towards Xiao Xiao's chest.

The speed was already somewhat astonishing, but he didn't expect that at the same time as his tentacle struck forward, Xiao Xiao's body, which had been pressed against the wall, suddenly slid to the side and squatted down.

The tentacle instantly struck the tiled wall of the bathroom, and the tiles shattered and splashed.

Jiang Cheng was a little surprised, unable to imagine that Xiao Xiao, who was panicked, weak, and had no ability to resist, could actually dodge this blow, but he immediately roared, and more tentacles surged towards Xiao Xiao.

But Xiao Xiao, who had dodged the first blow, was also surprisingly fast... No, not fast, but precise.

He had just thought about it many times, observed it for a long time, and his movements were efficient, decisive, and precise enough.

While squatting down to dodge this blow, he had already reached out and grabbed a long, knife-like, sharp piece of mirror from the ground.

He even picked a piece that was long enough and sharp enough.

Before the tentacles on Jiang Cheng's body struck towards him again, he gripped the mirror shard tightly, stood up, and stabbed down towards his chest.

"Chih!"

Xiao Xiao's wrist passed through the sticky tentacles and reached between Jiang Cheng's open chest, the sharp mirror shard directly piercing Jiang Cheng's frantically beating heart.

The heart was like leather, seemingly tougher than he had imagined, but Xiao Xiao had also used all his strength in this blow, directly stabbing into his heart to a depth of ten centimeters.

The tentacles that Jiang Cheng was waving suddenly became limp.

He staggered back, and in the two eyes of his face, which were split so that the top and bottom were no longer balanced, there was an unexpected and terrified light.

And Xiao Xiao gripped the blood-stained mirror shard tightly, staring at him intently.

He took a deep breath, then squatted down again, and stabbed hard at the heart, adding another blow.

Two blows.

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