The Shattered Mirror Watching the Livestream

In his personal live stream, Yu Xing showed no remorse for having just killed a "person." After confirming the time, he checked his belongings.

In this resurrection at a different location, the clothes and the painting tube are still there, as if these external objects have reassembled along with the flesh and blood.

Yu Xing couldn't quite explain the principle behind it; perhaps... it's like Schrödinger's cat—as long as no one is watching, all sorts of possibilities exist.

If this world cannot explain the resurrection ability originating from the power of the curse, then in order not to break the world's logic, it's possible to pretend he never died...

While the audience was still discussing Yu Xing's change of position, they saw Yu Xing check his clothes and then open his painting tube.

Many people began to wonder.

Yu Xing carried this painting tube from the very beginning. Although her character was a painter, carrying something that hindered her movement in the perilous dungeon was really a burden.

[He's not here to paint, he's with a tour group, why bring this along? It's such a hassle.]

I agree, it's really unpleasant to look at.

[Maybe those are unfinished drawings, drawn whenever Spiritual Sense strikes. It's not like Sachi brought them; it's the character himself who brought them...]

Let me see what kind of painting this is.

The audience waited expectantly for Kang Hua, and then they saw... they saw Yu Xing pull a slender Tang sword out of the painting tube.

[???]

Yu Xing took out his Tang sword and touched it. The sword was still as sharp as ever, and the blood groove on the blade stopped near the middle, exuding a chilling aura.

Very good, no further wear and tear.

Yu Xing expressionlessly put the knife back in its place, closed the lid of the painting tube, slung the tube over his shoulder, opened the front door of the house, and left as if nothing had happened.

He went downstairs and started again from the road he had initially taken into town. The live stream's main perspective followed him, capturing the quaint yet bustling scenery of Nanshui Town.

However, the figure moved with excessive agility, even carrying a hint of menacing aura similar to that of the Tang sword, causing even the originally enthusiastic townspeople to silently distance themselves from him.

The comments section is humane.

[Did something happen to him at the hospital that made him feel bad? He looks so fierce. I just remembered how he killed the Meng Dao in a second...]

[Be fierce to me, be fierce to me! Cold-faced handsome guy is the best, I'm your dog! Threatening me with a knife! Hurry up!]

[The LSP Foundation's sister is still as amazing as ever]

Since the audience was separated by a live broadcast room, even if the celebrity predictors were ruthless, they couldn't be ruthless towards the viewers. Therefore, they always joked around and had a great time.

But there are always some people who know more than they do, and at this moment, their eyes narrowed in a cold, aloof expression.

"He died once." Qu Xuanqing said, enunciating each word clearly, staring intently at Yu Xing's emotionless face. Her fingers, resting on the table, curled up as if she were about to grab her blood-stained sword and leap into the live stream.

Everyone involved in the broken mirror incident is still here, including Zhao Mou, who has already returned.

In the year Yu Xing disappeared, they liked to gather at Yu Xing's house, and everything that needed to be discussed together was done in Yu Xing's living room.

It was as if Yu Xing had also been involved.

Now that Yu Xing is back, their habits haven't changed; they're watching Yu Xing's live stream together again.

Zhao Mou made some snacks, Qu Xuanqing and Carlos enjoyed them at the table. The chef himself took a piece and forced it into the mouth of his younger brother, who was curled up on the sofa reading a book and watching a live stream.

Because Zhao Yijiu wasn't cooperating, Zhao Mou simply pressed his younger brother against the back of the sofa. Watching his brother open his mouth with a gloomy but helpless expression, Zhao Mou couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Hearing Qu Xuanqing's chilling words, Zhao Mou's hand trembled, almost shoving pastries into Zhao Yijiu's eyes. He released his grip on his brother's shoulder, straightened up, and coughed lightly, "Calm down..."

In the hospital segment, they could immediately tell that a high-level entity was interfering with the signal. The Doctor, whose details they couldn't discern no matter what, was likely a symbol of an evil god.

However, based on Yu Xing's few words at the time, they judged that the Doctor did not have strong malice towards Yu Xing, and that Yu Xing should be fine given her abilities.

As a result, they overheard Yu Xing talking to the Doctor about having children, which even left Zhao Mou somewhat bewildered.

How did this turn into talking about having children?

The Doctor was clearly a man; why did Yu Xing ask Doctor if the child was his?

Then, the screen went black.

The live stream lit up again, and the person whose mirror was broken saw Yu Xing's status and knew that she had just been resurrected.

The room was filled with a chill. Qu Xuanqing was furious, Zhao Yijiu remained silent and gloomy, and Zhao Mou and Carlos exchanged a glance and took the initiative to lighten the mood.

Zhao Mou was not as angry as Qu Xuanqing and Zhao Yijiu, because death was indeed not a big deal for Yu Xing. Moreover, Yu Xing's behavior after waking up showed that he had no resentment about this death. He neither sought revenge immediately nor was he vigilant about his surroundings to prevent the thing that caused his death from happening again.

This indicates that Yu Xing accepts this death.

Given Yu Xing's abilities, it's even possible that he chose to die voluntarily. In any case, Yu Xing doesn't value his life much, so even if he considers his life as part of a plan, it wouldn't be surprising.

But this was Zhao Mou's rational judgment; he trusted Yu Xing, so he wasn't in a hurry.

However, his dear younger brother and dear Qu Xuanqing were the kind of people who, even knowing these principles, would still be angry at the harm Yu Xing had suffered, so he could only try to comfort them.

Of course, his brother didn't seem to appreciate it.

Zhao Yijiu finally waited until Zhao Mou let go. He awkwardly propped himself up on his arms, sat down on the sofa, picked up the book that Zhao Mou had carelessly tossed aside, and still had a snack forced into his mouth.

"..." Zhao Yijiu silently tidied her messy hair, thinking to herself, "This older brother is really taking advantage of his weak body to get more and more handsy with me."

They were convinced he wouldn't dare fight back.

Otherwise, if he lost control of his strength, he would have to kneel on the ground, crying and begging Zhao Mou not to die.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Zhao Mou go to persuade Qu Xuanqing. Zhao Yijiu pursed her lips, opened the book again, spread it on her lap, and looked down at it.

His gaze, however, pierced through the air and landed on the live stream screen displayed by the system.

What happens when the screen goes black?

Others might not be able to tell, but... possessing the consciousness of a vengeful ghost, he keenly sensed the familiar aura emanating from the Doctor.

That is the same power that originated from him.

Did that Doctor kill Yu Xing once? With that kind of power?

Yin Yang City... Evil God...

Zhao Yijiu's face turned pale, and she subconsciously raised her hand to touch the metal collar around her neck.

A patch of skin, concealed by the collar, was faintly burning, making its presence felt.

He stared intently at Yu Xing, who had lost all emotion, and found the scene somewhat jarring. It seemed that the dramatic, charismatic woman who could laugh and put on an act was more pleasing to the eye.

He had a pastry in his mouth and forgot to swallow it.