He Shattered

Actually, Yu Xing was a little unhappy about staying underground, because that meant the auction tickets he got from the art museum would be useless.

Although Zhao Mou could certainly get a ticket if he really wanted to go through the auction route, it would still feel unsettling to waste one when he already had one.

However, since things had come to this point, Yu Fengchen was from another timeline, he couldn't give Yu Fengchen the tickets or anything to take up with him. So he could only pretend that he had never received them.

Penniless and destitute, Yu Xing was left alone in this quiet space. He looked around and finally calmed down.

What else can we do?

Eating... no, I mean absorbing.

Having previously extracted black patterns from the branches of Ghost Tree several times, Yu Xing was not unfamiliar with the process of absorbing curses.

He stood there for a while, adjusting to the dreamlike and eerie light and shadow of this central area, before finally sitting cross-legged next to the pit that originally belonged to Mu Xin.

He extended his right index finger and touched the churning black mist as if it were a tangible object.

The tree-shaped patterns on the back of his hand had already extended to his chest, and the dense root system seemed to have its own consciousness, instantly drawing the black mist gathered at his fingertips into his skin.

The curse's power was extremely cold and violent; fortunately, it was unclaimed and did not carry any targeted attacks.

Yu Xing shivered involuntarily, and a long-lost feeling of weakness suddenly overwhelmed her.

He was all too familiar with this. He had been growing weaker over time because his body couldn't adapt to the curse and was gradually decaying. In the process of decay and rebirth, he was becoming increasingly unable to control himself.

However, the side effects of the organization had been temporarily suppressed in the wish list of the Absurdity System, and there are only two reasons why it is making a comeback now.

First, the activity instance without system notifications is already in the blind spot of the Absurdity System's vision. What he is doing now may be completely unknown to the Absurdity System.

The system is waiting for the event to end so it can bring its predictors back one by one to check their status and regain control of the information.

Secondly, he began to absorb these curses, which were enough to cover up the ones he originally possessed, causing his body, which was already becoming stronger, to collapse once again.

Yu Xing lowered her eyes to look at her fingers.

A chilling black mist swirled at his fingertips, and gradually, branches and leaves with the veins of a large tree began to grow, covering each of his fingers.

"Call..."

The cold assaulted her limbs and bones. Yu Xing felt a warmth in front of her nose. She switched to her left hand to wipe it and touched a handful of warm blood.

My nose is bleeding again...

He stared at the blood for a while with a wry smile, and once again gained a vivid understanding of the feast that Yu Fengchen had left for him.

To put it simply, the aura of curse permeating this place is about 200 times stronger than it was before he went underground.

It was probably more than thirty times the power of the curse he possessed when he had just been modified in the laboratory and survived being shot.

Mania, resentment, and all sorts of negative emotions stripped away from humanity flooded his mind.

"They really think highly of me. Aren't they afraid that before I die from the curse, I'll be transformed into a different kind of human by negative emotions?" Yu Xing's voice was very soft, because she was muttering to herself.

Here, no one can hear his voice.

Just like he was at the beginning, he had no human emotions, and he was as accustomed to killing and death as blinking and walking, even beginning to hate it.

He hated Lingren, hated all living beings who had achieved everything, hated those ghosts who were dead but still ferocious, and hated himself.

It is neither human nor ghost, but more like a monster struggling to survive in the middle.

The act of drawing in with his fingertips was like a switch; the curse had a way in and suddenly surged towards him at breakneck speed.

Even though Yu Xing was very good at enduring pain and was used to it, she was still tormented by this soul-tearing pain, causing her to bend over and let out a sob from her throat.

Gu Su

The overwhelming curse quickly filled his body, which he had modified halfway through his life. He glanced at himself and saw that all the scratches on his body caused by Yu Fengchen's branches had automatically disappeared, and the power of the curse had gradually mended them.

Then it cracked again.

More wounds opened up.

The wizard's robe, which already had very little left, only made it harder for him to examine himself. With trembling hands, Yu Xing tore off the last piece of fabric and looked at himself again.

The black lines began to climb rapidly.

The fine root lines divided his skin into countless pale patches, a striking contrast between black and white.

His body was soon covered with lines.

As he had expected, the patterns were dense and devoid of any beauty. He felt they resembled a tangled monster, ugly and absurd.

Yu Xing couldn't help but cough twice, his back hunched over, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, and his vision blurred.

Blood began to flow from his ear canals and the corners of his eyes. His body trembled like a sieve, yet it was still being gradually eroded by the black mist, cracks appearing on his body before rapidly returning to normal.

The cycle repeats itself.

The intense pain he experienced in a short period of time left Yu Xing somewhat numb. After an unknown amount of time, his gaze became somewhat unfocused.

"It seems like I'm nearing my limit..."

He could no longer tell whether he had spoken those words aloud or merely thought them in his mind. In his memory, he seemed to have rolled his eyes, looked at his riddled body, and felt a touch of self-mockery.

"Thankfully, I feel like my IQ is still intact."

"Yes, humanity still exists."

"By the way, I'm probably going to die a dozen or twenty times in the next month or two. When it's all over, will I still be the same person I am now?"

The questions seemed to drift from a very distant place; he pondered them for what felt like only a second, yet also an eternity.

Actually, Yu Xing was just a little scared.

He had to accept the power, and he wanted to accept it.

He was just afraid that he would lose his humanity again and do something he would regret.

He didn't want the same thing to happen to that village again.

I don't want to... I don't want what again?

Her thoughts seemed to break for a moment, and before she knew it, Yu Xing was lying on the ground, letting go of everything to accept the wandering curses.

After the break, my thoughts reconnected somewhere.

He was once a lonely man, and he felt sorry for strangers, as well as kind people he had met a few times.

But he's not like that anymore; he has... friends.

In no mood...

I don't want those people to get hurt because of him.

By the way, who were those people again...?

Amidst her increasingly chaotic thoughts, Yu Xing shattered.