Deity's Game
As the Doctor bent down to approach, Yu Xing's gaze fell on what was behind the Doctor.
He then realized that this was not a hospital ward, but a room filled with metal equipment. Various colored medicines were neatly arranged in glass cabinets against the wall, and Group One experimental glasswares were arranged haphazardly on a table next to it.
The deep red liquid flowed through the tube into the vessel, bubbling and gurgling.
He was lying on an iron bed covered with a white cloth, so hard it hurt. This was not a bed for patients to sleep on; based on Yu Xing's experience, it was clearly an experimental table.
He should have gotten this information immediately, but the moment he opened his eyes, he was completely captivated by the Doctor and ignored everything around him.
After looking around, Yu Xing's gaze returned to her.
The Doctor remained in the same posture and with that somewhat awkward smile, staring intently at him without blinking.
It was as if he would keep watching Yu Xing didn't answer—perhaps getting closer and closer, laughing less and less like a human, until some irreversible disaster occurred.
Yu Xing focused his mind, now prepared, and his resistance to the Doctor's unusual behavior was much higher. "Of course I'm very concerned about whether the Doctor can cure me."
Not only did his cognitive abilities return, but his dramatic flair also returned. He pointed shakily to the frostbite on his face, looking as desperate as a critically ill patient. "Doctor, look at me, am I going to die?"
The Doctor straightened up slightly, looking down at Yu Xing, seemingly in a good mood. "... No, look at you, you're as lively as ever."
Before Yu Xing continue her performance, the Doctor gently touched Yu Xing's face, and the frostbite marks vanished without a trace, revealing perfectly healthy, pale skin.
Yu Xing: "..."
He wasn't frostbitten, so there was no need for treatment. The Doctor's action wasn't to instantly heal the wound with some mysterious power, but rather... to remove the illusion he had set up.
His feigned frostbite easily fooled the female nurse, but it didn't last a single moment under the Doctor's watchful eye.
This power, this aura and these methods that seem to emanate from another realm, this somewhat familiar style... Could this be the "symbol" left behind in Nanshui Town by one of the evil gods of Yin Yang City?
This symbol could be a statue of a god, or it could be a "living person".
But did he find it so easily?
No, it can't be called simple either.
Meeting the Doctor's ambiguous smile, Yu Xing understood immediately. He realized that the Doctor had probably already seen through his trick when he cast a glance at him in the lobby.
But the other party still had the female nurse bring him up, probably so that... they could have face-to-face contact with him.
If the Doctor hadn't given way, it would have been extremely difficult for him or any of the other deducers to accurately locate a Doctor in human form within the entire Nanshui Town, and to have to pass through that long corridor whose shape they didn't even know.
After thinking Yu Xing curled the corners of her lips into a smile.
Fortunately, the trick had been exposed, Yu Xing felt no embarrassment at being a fraudster. He simply touched the skin that had just been touched by the cold fingers and used the power of his curse to draw out the trace of aura that the other party had deliberately left behind.
The faint aura, along with the black markings of the curse power, hastily escaped from the skin, barely surfacing before being enveloped and strangled by the black mist.
For a fleeting moment, a soft "poof" sound broke the gurgling noise from the lab table beside him. Then Yu Xing looked up and met the Doctor's gaze, looking utterly innocent, as if that "poof" wasn't proof that he had destroyed that wisp of life.
"Oh, isn't this..." The Doctor seemed surprised, glancing lightly at the black patterns and black mist, his words carrying an unspoken meaning, as if he recognized the source of the power.
Yu Xing and fearless.
He had already guessed that Ghost Tree was one of the evil gods of Yin Yang City, and in a sense, he himself was also a "symbol" of the evil gods wandering outside.
The Doctor before them was a "symbol" of another evil god; no matter how you looked at it, they were on the same starting line.
Regardless of his abilities, at least in terms of status, he will not be suppressed.
Even at the Qianjie Serpent God statue in the Yin Yang Corridor, his memories were only distorted and erased after he experienced some events. It was a matter of a moment. The fact that he is still alive shows that during the time he no longer remembers, he can move freely and is not suppressed by the Qianjie Serpent God statue.
"No wonder, it turns out they're from the same level of power." The Doctor pondered for a moment, then, as if he could read minds, confirmed Yu Xing's thoughts and asked in surprise, "Did you switch places?"
Yu Xing remained silent for a moment.
"You belong to that tree... How did you end up here? How did you do that? Could it be that the place you're in has been destroyed?" The Doctor guessed to himself, but then he saw Yu Xing's calm expression and laughed, "It seems not, otherwise you wouldn't have remained silent, hoping to hear more secrets from me."
Yu Xing sighed. This non-human Doctor was probably very knowledgeable about human psychology.
He could only speak, his eyes crinkling as if in a friendly manner. "Although the causes are different, we've all arrived at the same destination, we're all in the same boat. Unless you—your partner—have a very bad relationship with my tree?"
His second half of the sentence was extremely cryptic. First, he wasn't sure if Ghost Tree would have any other name in Yin Yang City. Second, he was mindful that he was live-streaming, and he couldn't very well expose his true colors in front of a large audience.
Moreover, Yu Xing also employed a touch of the art of language.
He's different from this Doctor; he's not a symbol of any evil god. On the contrary, to be precise, he might be a thief who's been stealing the power of the Ghost Tree all along.
But no matter how smart or perceptive Doctor, it's impossible for him to know this.
Upon hearing this, the Doctor's smile widened even more, "What a coincidence! Of the seven, 'the two of us' are the closest. Are you thinking that's why I let you come up here?"
This was indeed one of the many guesses that had just flashed through Yu Xing's mind, but he quickly dismissed it himself.
The Doctor's astonishment when he saw the power of the curse was genuine, indicating that the Doctor was unaware of what was inside him before the nurse brought him up.
Yu Xing shrugged. "I know it's not, then why?"
"Want to take a guess?" The Doctor's gaze grew increasingly strange, and he added softly, "Even if you guess wrong, it won't stop me from giving you some special treatment here, my patient."
Whether there was truly a sliver of a similar outcome despite different paths, Yu Xing grasped the unspoken implication under these circumstances...
Ghost Tree and the evil god who was with the Doctor only had a normal grudge, but they had a particularly deep grudge against the other evil gods, so were they the closest of friends?
Yu Xing's mind raced.
He wasn't afraid of the Doctor's threats. If a fight broke out, even if he couldn't win, he could run away. Besides, he might not even lose.
However, this was only the first day of the dungeon, and he couldn't focus all his energy on fighting the Doctor. Besides, the Doctor was someone he could communicate with and was already the best source of information he had encountered since entering the town.
Let's guess: the symbol of the evil god is not the same as the boss of the dungeon; the Doctor's presence represents the ticket, not the eerie truth of Nanshui Town.
Currently, it seems that the Doctor's inexplicable qualities don't match the false appearance of Nanshui Town, suggesting that something else may be causing the changes in Nanshui Town.
If he could turn the Doctor into an ally, he would have a huge advantage in this Yugi.
There's just too little information, making it difficult to guess.
Yu Xing didn't know how much time the Doctor had given him to think, but he lowered his eyelashes and tried to think as fast as he could.
The Doctor secretly implanted an aura into his body. Although the curse power detected it immediately, it also proved that the Doctor wanted to find something in him.
After exposing him, they didn't act immediately, seemingly not wanting to kill him, yet they had him brought up without intending to let him go.
More than harm or scheming, it's like a "search".
Some elusive thoughts flashed through Yu Xing's mind, and she tried to grasp them, but she always fell short.
Until she thought about the Doctor's inexplicable appearance again, Yu Xing suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
The Doctor chose to talk to him directly, and now he's making him guess? It's too much like he's trying to "prove" something from him.
Of all the people he had encountered who resembled Doctor, only Ghost Wine was similar.
Both Zhao Mou and Zhao Yijiu had told him --
The vengeful spirit within Zhao Yijiu's body was obtained by fusing with a vengeful spirit that had been taken out of a dungeon by an elder of the Zhao family. That vengeful spirit could be considered to have smuggled itself in; before secretly hiding into that elder of the Zhao family's body, it had wandered through countless dungeons.
But no matter how much they wander, there will always be a source.
Source.
Yu Xing's spirits lifted, and she suddenly looked up. "You sensed a familiar aura of kindred spirits from me, and you, or rather, the real 'you,' have been searching for that kindred spirit?"
The Doctor's eyes widened suddenly, as if he couldn't contain his excitement upon hearing the answer.
"You are indeed familiar with it."
Yu Xing paused for a moment. "Not exactly familiar."
He was familiar with Zhao Yijiu, but Yu Xing hadn't had much contact with this "it" either.
It had already merged with Zhao Yijiu the moment he first met Zhao Yijiu.
It's hard to say whether it can still be called "it" now, because in its weakened state, it failed to take over Zhao Yijiu's body and has been assimilated by Zhao Yijiu into a symbiotic consciousness.
In other words, the original vengeful ghost was already dead; only its power was merged with the original, and then stubbornly re-emerged in Zhao Yijiu's mind, transforming into an extremely malevolent personality, but the core of the ghost had been completely altered.
Even Ghost Wine Zhao Mou "brother" and considers himself one of the members of "Broken Mirror".
After all, when they submitted their application to form the team, Ghost Wine even had a separate section for its members.
In its perception, it is Zhao Yijiu, only with a different personality, not even a distinct personality.
Regardless of whether they were familiar with each other or not, a sickly look flashed across the Doctor's smiling face, and he suddenly began to hum a tune softly.
It's the same tune I just heard from the nurse.
This time, however, there were no lyrics. As Yu Xing listened, her soul trembled, as if she were trapped in a very illusory dream with her eyes open.
In my dream, the sky was blood red, the stars were shrouded in blood mist, and there were huge, strange figures everywhere. There were giants with countless wild tentacles and sharp teeth sticking out from their severed necks, and there was a chaotic mass that crawled across the sky and blotted out the sun.
A star twinkled and suddenly transformed into a boundless mass of flesh, with countless reproductive organs pulsating on it, densely packed, just like humans growing on Earth.
Beneath the crimson surface, the deep sea is as thick as ink, ceaselessly churning. Beneath its surface, immeasurable behemoths lurk, devouring the world's reason. And in the deepest recesses of this boundless ocean lies a gaping maw that never closes, and an endless abyss in its throat...
Yu Xing is still conscious.
He didn't go mad, nor did he fall into a deep sleep, nor did he experience auditory or visual hallucinations. It was just that, while listening to the Doctor's humming, those images inexplicably appeared in his mind.
Without warning, and completely naturally, it was as if he had already seen and understood these things before.
No, is he really not crazy?
Yu Xing thought, "Even a madman probably doesn't think he's gone mad."
But he really won't go crazy. Back in that laboratory, when he was transformed into someone who was no longer human, he had already lost the ability to "go crazy".
His mind and soul no longer belong to humanity, so how could he fall into madness like humans?
Perhaps that's why his mind was extremely clear at this moment. After experiencing those hellish "cognitions," Yu Xing even managed a smile.
He even heard himself praising, "This song is actually so good when the lyrics aren't just randomly chosen."
Those seemingly bizarre lyrics are nothing compared to the melody itself; or rather, it is the lyrics that allow the melody to reach human ears.
The Doctor hummed for a while, the tune not yet reaching its end, but he stopped, seemingly wanting more.
"You felt it, didn't you?" I exclaimed, feeling a surge of joy. The Doctor sighed, opening his arms, his lips curving into a wide grin... somewhere on the other side.
It could be behind the ear, or it could be in the sky.
Yu Xing's mind couldn't decipher the Doctor's expression at that moment; in that instant, the bizarre monsters and images in his mind surged and merged, ultimately becoming one.
To belong to...[her].
Yu Xing suddenly learned the name of that evil god. All the indescribable things in Yin Yang City belonged to only one evil god, and that evil god was called [she].
What to do? He suddenly felt that compared to [Qianjie], who had a human body and a snake tail, [she] was much, much more sophisticated.
The Doctor's eyes were burning with excitement, so much so that he seemed to lose his human form. He stretched out what appeared to be an arm and grasped Yu Xing's shoulder.
Where is it?
Yu Xing was a little slow to react after being scrambled through all the various "it," "he," and "she" combinations. It took him two seconds to realize that the Doctor, having finished his talent show, intended to return to the previous topic and ask him about the smuggled ghost.
But this involves Zhao Yijiu, the Zhao family, and even the Broken Mirror.
The reason Yu Xing was truly certain he was still conscious was that he discovered he still remembered and worried about these things.
"Excuse me for asking," he met the gaze of the Doctor, who was likely a Doctor, without flinching, his tone leaving no room for argument, "What is your, or rather, 'her,' relationship with 'it'?"
It's best if he's not too evil; he's here for revenge.
It's best not to be too nice, since it's someone looking for relatives.
Either way, it would bring utter destruction to Zhao Yijiu, who was already forced to merge with the vengeful spirit.
When this question was asked, viewers in the live stream were also watching.
As early as when Yu Xing was taken away by the female nurse, the signal in the live broadcast room became strange, not only appearing intermittently, but also showing some incomprehensible distorted colors on the screen.
In that long corridor, the audience watched the distorted colors for more than twenty minutes, and their comments section was already flooded with messages.
[Just arrived, what's this?]
[No, it was just getting to the exciting part, where was the nurse taking Sachi?! Why can't we see her all of a sudden!]
[Zeng Lai: Stop yelling, it's been censored.]
[Ah, may I ask, sir, can the system's live stream still be blocked? Wasn't this live stream supposed to be free of the "little black box" items?]
[Ren Yi: Any ghost whose rank approaches that of the system can potentially affect the live stream created by the system. The live stream's visuals will be controlled by those ghosts, producing corresponding invalid visuals. This has a very low probability of happening in high-level live stream simulations, and it's not the first time.]
[Lu Xiaorong: Yan Ming!]
Where are you?! Don't let him show off all by himself!
!]
[So??? Luckily, I encountered a ghost that was approaching the system's level?!]
[A newbie here, just wondering: what is Viagra?]
[Sorry, I made a typo. What do you mean by "position"?]
[What is disharmony?]
[Position]
[... You can roughly understand it as a sense of prestige. Our system has a lot of prestige, but many dungeons contain things that have the same prestige as the system. They are even aware of the system's existence and have transcended their own world.]
[I also suggest you switch to a different input method]
After we finished walking down the corridor, the live stream was restored.
The audience watched as the female nurse walked up the stairs, passing many other nurses and Doctor along the way, each with the same expression, going about their own business and heading to their destinations.
But both their movements and expressions were like those of the same person, except for the female nurse whose expression was more vivid. Her dark gaze would occasionally fall on Xing, but the corners of her mouth would slightly curl up.
The nurse then entered a consultation room of unknown function. Inside stood a figure in a white coat. The nurse placed the feigning-death Xing on the bed and suddenly lost her expression, becoming just like her colleagues outside.
After the nurse left, he thankfully "woke up" and spoke to the Doctor.
Strangely, no matter how hard the audience strained to listen, they could only hear Xing speaking, while whatever the indistinct Doctor was saying, all they heard was a hissing sound.
In the ensuing conversation, the audience was on tenterhooks, only able to glean vague and ambiguous information from Yu Xing's limited words.
[Did the Doctor put something on Xing's face? What is he doing? Ugh, I can't see clearly!]
[What's the point of saying they arrived at the same destination by different paths? Him and the Doctor?]
What kind of good relationship is it? What does "your tree" mean, and "his tree" mean?
What kind of aura is this? What's the difference between the real you and the fake you?
[Huh? Ahh? Ahhh?]
However, no matter how crazy the comments were, Ren Yi didn't give them any answers this time. Not only Ren Yi, but other famous figures also disappeared.
By the time Yu Xing inquired about the relationship between the vengeful ghost and [her], the audience was already numb, expressionless, and routinely posting humorous comments.
[Please analyze the direct connection between "you," "he," "she," or "it" in 100 words. (10 points total)]
The livestream's commotion was built on a happiness born of complete ignorance.
At this moment, Yu Xing was unusually nervous, waiting for the answer to his question.
The Doctor tilted his head, scrutinized Yu Xing for a moment, as if considering whether or not to answer.
In the end, he gave his answer out of respect for the black patterns and black mist.
It is "my" child, the child I gave birth to myself.
Yu Xing remained silent.
It turns out they were looking for their relatives.
He never expected them to be this close.
Clinging to a sliver of hope, he asked the male Doctor in an almost absurd manner, "You gave birth to it... you, Doctor, gave birth to it?"
If that's the case, he'd risk dying several times, falling behind the main storyline and triggering system penalties, just to kill this Doctor.
To prevent future troubles.
The Doctor didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with his question, but he still shook his head. "Not 'I,' the Doctor, but 'me.'"
Perhaps feeling that since he had already begun explaining, it didn't matter how much he explained, the Doctor sat down on the iron bed, adopting an air of harmonious doctor-patient relationship, ready for a heart-to-heart talk.
"You may have seen other people's 'symbols'? They just like to separate a clone, whether as a person or an object, and throw it into some world and that's it."
"I am different from them. No matter which world 'I' exists in, there is no essential difference. Each one is 'I,' only with different identities, different personalities, and different meanings of existence."
Even though Yu Xing knew the other person was talking about some incredible secrets and was explaining things very seriously, she still thought to herself, "With so many differences, how can you call it no difference?!"
"But our memories are all the same." The connection between "me" and other "me"s has never been broken; "we" are one, always have been.
The Doctor seemed to have read Yu Xing's mind again. He smiled, leaned closer to Yu Xing, who sat on the iron bed with an unreadable expression, and murmured, "Don't get distracted. Because no matter which 'me' it is..."
"It could be [her]."
Anytime, anywhere.
The last word was spoken very softly, as if the Doctor's tone had subtly changed in that instant.
Yu Xing seemed to sense something, and looked over in alarm, only to see the child's eyes shrink back.
He could actually see the Doctor's face clearly—absolutely clearly.
All the previous inhuman and supernatural aspects of the lake have quietly faded away, and the Doctor has reached the peak of being most like an ordinary person at this moment.
Suddenly, alarm bells rang in Yu Xing's ears, issuing a frantic warning. Even the [Curse of the Vengeful Tongue], which rarely moved when he was in a rational state, instantly lost control and stuck out to lick its lips.
It resembles a human, but it is not a human.
The shift from being able to spot flaws to being unable to detect them doesn't mean the Doctor has become ordinary; rather, it means the Doctor's ability to impersonate others has undergone a qualitative leap, and the indescribable qualities have become effortless to control.
Why?
It can only be because... the soul inside this body has changed.
Yu Xing wasn't exactly afraid, but when he looked down, he found his whole body trembling. It was a near-collapse reaction to the invisible pressure his body was bearing that it shouldn't have to endure.
Just like his once frail body, unable to withstand the power of the curse.
Yu Xing's tongue curled up slightly.
His tongue was probably the least affected part of his body; the red veins on its tip gleamed faintly. He licked his mouth and uttered a short, confident question, "Are you [her]?"
She smiled naturally and gently, and answered in Doctor's manner, "Yes."
"I think this way you can understand more easily what it means to say that 'it was born of 'me'."
The vengeful ghost is [her] child.
Yu Xing's left leg suddenly burst into a bloody mass, staining the white cloth covering the iron bed red. Other parts of his body were also torn and bleeding, and he was about to suffer the same fate.
There was no way around it; his body simply couldn't take it.
This happened without warning... the arrival of an evil god.
Yu Xing's brain is also about to collapse because the hardware can't keep up.
But this is also an unprecedented, golden opportunity.
With his body on the verge of falling apart, he asked with difficulty, "So, you exist simultaneously in Yin Yang City and many other worlds, each one being you. Only in Yin Yang City you are a god, while in other worlds you... are Doctor, a writer, a child, an old person."
It's hard to understand, but Yu Xing suddenly thought of the state of the Ghost Wine.
"Each of you knows you are a god, but limited by your identity in that world, you still experience the cowardice, breakdowns, and madness of an ordinary person..."
Ghost Wine also believes that he is Zhao Yijiu, just with a different personality that has been brought out.
"But as a god, you can take over any identity at any time and go to any world... right?"
They all believed that the vengeful ghost no longer existed, a belief derived from Zhao Yijiu's two states.
But... how similar this is to [her].
The vengeful ghost is [her] child.
The Doctor smiled as he looked at the patient who was about to die and said softly, "Yes."
Yu Xing received an affirmative answer, a knowing look flashed across his eyes, and then his entire body instantly collapsed into a shower of blood.
Without even changing her expression, she picked up a large chunk of minced meat. "After all, I'm Doctor. Even though the patient is in this state, I still want to heal you."
You still haven't told me where it is.
The chunks of meat and the blood splattered everywhere began to writhe.
They gradually gathered together, and she patiently watched as the human form reassembled, quickly returning to Yu Xing's appearance.
Bones, blood vessels, fat, skin.
The pieced-together corpse was perfectly intact; even the blood that had soaked through the clothes and white cloth was slowly drawn away and returned to Yu Xing's body under her watchful gaze.
The clothes and white cloth became clean, and Yu Xing's body was also clean.
She waited for Yu Xing to open her eyes.
The thing Yu Xing feared most has happened.
Infinite resurrection is a curse. Unless there's something to counter it, it can be considered a useful ability—a happy problem.
Once encountered, it means a thousand cuts, endless cycles of death, true suffering for all eternity.
She could cause Yu Xing to collapse into a bloodbath countless times, just to ask one question.
Yu Xing, however, couldn't even die.
After a while, Yu Xing still didn't open her eyes.
She blinked and leaned closer to look.
He's clearly recovered, so why isn't he waking up yet?
Um?
She suddenly reached out and pried open Yu Xing's mouth.
The mouth was empty; the tongue had vanished.
It was not cured.
This body is incomplete and cannot be resurrected.
If she isn't resurrected, she won't get what she wants.
"... So that's how it is. It was [the Book] that intervened, giving him a high-ranking tongue." The Doctor who couldn't cure his patient, was somewhat annoyed. "Is [the Book] telling me that I can't use my divine status to approach this little tree? Or is it just that annoying?"
"That's true, [the book] is their system, they won't just ignore them."
She murmured to herself, and because she was Doctor at that moment, her words and actions were exactly like those of Doctor.
With a sudden release of her hand, Yu Xing's already solidified corpse once again crumbled into pieces.
This time, she used her power to evaporate the shredded flesh and blood, leaving the iron bed clean, but there was no trace of Yu Xing left.
Yu Xing won't die, so without the constraints of the body fragments, he will be resurrected in another unpredictable place in Nanshui Town —depending on where the tongue escaped to.
She sighed as she handed over the answer she had almost obtained to the hospital, patted her white coat, and said, "I'd better go. Let the Doctor go find him."
Asking the gods in person won't work.
Yu Xing's body cannot withstand the pressure, it will collapse. After the collapse, the tongue given to Yu Xing by the book will instantly transfer. If she holds onto the corpse, Yu Xing will never be able to revive, and she will never be able to get the answer.
The only option is to release the body, replace it with Doctor of similar skill to Yu Xing, and then try to have a friendly talk.
At that moment, she, with her Doctor's mindset, felt an unusual aversion to books and left reluctantly.
The Doctor's expression returned to its inhuman state. He stretched his limbs and took off his white coat.
There was nothing he could do; Yu Xing had been let go by "her" from Yin Yang City, so he had to leave the hospital himself and go to the town to find her.
This time, when he finds someone again, he has to consider Yu Xing's feelings and can't just kill Yu Xing casually again, because he can't cure him.
Snort.
The system is really annoying. No, I should say, the other six evil gods are all annoying.
The Doctor frowned, deep in thought.
He frowned, and all the Doctor and nurses in the hospital frowned as well.
In the lobby and wards, patients trembled with fear, thinking they had done something wrong and something bad was about to happen.
But after a while, nothing happened.
The Doctor and nurses resumed their fake smiles, only their pace quickened, revealing a hint of urgency.
I don't know what they're so eager for.
The live stream went completely black the moment she took over the Doctor's body.
Fortunately, the signal was restored not long afterward.
The audience breathed a sigh of relief and took a closer look.
[?]
[Where am I? Why is there a chubby middle-aged woman cooking in the kitchen?]
[Where's the hospital? Where's the hospital storyline?! Is there anything my VIP status can't access?!]
[Huh, why did Xing faint? Oh, he's awake.]
Yu Xing slowly opened her eyes, feeling her body fully recovered, and stood up expressionlessly.
The live stream would shut down if the person performing the deduction died, but he was resurrected after his body was pieced together, so he wasn't worried about others witnessing his resurrection.
He touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, as if he were inexplicably seeking credit.
Unfortunately, every time she is resurrected, Yu Xing has almost no emotions, like a phone that has just been formatted.
He looked around and confirmed that he had respawned in the living room of a town resident's house. He could hear water running from the kitchen, where an older woman was washing vegetables.
Recalling her experience at the hospital, Yu Xing so rational that it could be described as cold-blooded.
With this tongue still attached, Yu Xing vaguely understood what happened after death, and therefore knew very well that, at least in this instance, [she] would not appear before him again.
But that Doctor will definitely come looking for him.
It doesn't matter. As long as it's not an evil god, he doesn't care and has nothing to be afraid of.
Just then, the woman washing vegetables turned around as if sensing something and saw him.
What a coincidence!
Yu Xing met the old woman's gaze and recognized her as the strange townswoman he had seen before entering the town.
The woman was immediately shocked, and rushed over while still holding a carrot. "Ah! Where did you come from—"
Kacha.
Yu Xing withdrew his hand from the woman's neck, and watched her fall to the ground indifferently.
A layer of mist seemed to have quietly dissipated.
The old woman, now a corpse, still bore the expression of her last moments before death—not the surprise and horror that Yu Xing had seen, but a kind of eager excitement at the sight of food.
What she was holding wasn't a carrot, but a sharp knife.
Yu Xing lowered her eyes, remained silent for a moment, checked the time on the system, and then calmly thought—
Yes, it's almost time to meet up.
Let's go.
It's unclear how much of the vengeful spirit within Zhao Yijiu saw or understood during the live stream.
If only Zhao Mou were back.