Today, You Have to Drink It!

Facing the scythe so close at hand, Ye Long showed no intention of dodging.

"Can I dodge it?"

"If Death wants to kill someone, can that person escape?"

"People often say that this feeling is like brushing shoulders with death, or dodging the clutches of death. Strictly speaking, it means that death didn't want to kill them."

Although the scythe in front of his neck did not touch Ye Long, it still made his neck feel a stinging pain.

That feeling was like a warning from his soul to his physical body.

Death has returned.

To be honest, Ye Long didn't understand what this really meant.

Death killed him, and then saved him.

Now they want to kill him too? Death probably doesn't have that much free time, does it?

Based on his previous experience, Ye Long guessed that this attack might be completely unavoidable.

In fact, his guess was correct.

Before taking action, Chen Ye would first sever the person's lifeline.

In this way, as long as he swings his sickle, no matter how he slashes, he will be able to hit the person precisely.

Of course, he might not even need to chop; the person would just run into the sickle on their own.

This is Causality Attack.

Therefore, Chen Ye's attack was guaranteed to hit, but not absolutely.

Because if there is a faster way to die nearby, that person will definitely be killed by that fastest way.

For example, if a huge billboard falls down and is about to kill someone, and at the same time Chen Ye swings his sickle, the billboard will definitely kill the person first.

Then the sickle wouldn't be used.

However, in most cases, if Chen Ye were standing there holding a sickle, the quickest way to die would be to have his soul severed by the sickle.

Therefore, that person will most likely trip and fall flat on their face, landing right on the sickle.

Although Ye Long couldn't guess this, he could roughly imagine that if Death really wanted to kill him, the result would be the same whether he hid or not.

If you don't dodge, you'll be sliced in half by the sickle on the spot.

He dodged, but ran right into the sickle.

"So you're so sure I won't kill you this time?" Chen Ye asked.

Ye Long had one hand clenched tightly behind his back.

To be honest, he was also on edge just now.

"I can't be sure, but I feel that you killed me once before, and then specifically saved me, so it must have been for more than just killing me again."

A calm and rational judgment.

Chen Ye spun his sickle and his figure flashed, instantly appearing in the distance.

"Who said I was the one who saved you?"

Ye Long said, "It's my intuition."

Chen Ye's figure flashed back behind Ye Long again. "Intuition?"

"I don't know if your intuition tells you, but I'm a pretty boring person."

"I can do something that seems boring but is actually quite boring: save someone's life and then kill them again."

Ye Long kept his eyes fixed ahead. "Then I shouldn't be standing here now; I should be dying from that knife strike."

Call!

Chen Ye's figure flashed again and appeared in the distance to Ye Long's left.

A chair appeared out of thin air beneath him, and Chen Ye sat in it, looking at him. "How can you be sure you're alive right now?"

How to determine...

This is indeed a problem.

If this is the underworld, then Ye Long is indeed dead.

So... it's impossible to be sure.

Does my life or death mean anything to you?

Ye Long kept his eyes fixed ahead.

Chen Ye's figure flashed back in front of him, the sickle in his hand gone. "Maybe there is, maybe there isn't, it depends on whether you want it or not."

After saying that, Chen Ye reappeared behind Ye Long in a flash.

Do you want to leave here?

Hearing the whisper in his ear, Ye Long resisted the urge to turn his head and continued to look straight ahead.

"Maybe I want to, maybe I don't. Whether I want to or not depends on whether you want me to live."

"Hahahaha!"

"That's interesting."

Chen Ye's figure began to flash wildly in the space, sometimes appearing in the distance, sometimes nearby, sometimes on the left, and sometimes on the right.

His position changed wildly, dazzling the onlookers.

His laughter came from all directions!

Hearing Chen Ye's hoarse, hollow laughter, which sounded like the voice of a soul, Ye Long felt a moment of disorientation and loss of consciousness.

It felt like sitting under a giant ancient bell, with people constantly ringing it from all directions, making your head buzz.

Ye Long didn't speak, but just then, Chen Ye's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Aren't you curious about what I did to your body?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Long said, "I'm curious, but I think you're more curious than I am."

Whoosh whoosh!

Chen Ye's figure flashed several times and appeared right in front of Ye Long. "I'm very curious, curious why you haven't changed."

"Why don't we tell you what happened to you?"

Ye Long: "I don't know."

I really don't know.

Ye Long had no idea what was going on from beginning to end.

Upon seeing this, Chen Ye's eyes flashed beneath the black robe. "Do you know that you have now lost everything you had—your abilities, your power? You have become an ordinary person."

Ye Long looked at Chen Ye and said, "It's not everything. I still have a lot of things. What I lost was just what didn't belong to me."

"But that's not right!"

Chen Ye's eyes, hidden beneath his black robe, burned like flames. "You should have become like them, my experimental subject!"

"The result is that you didn't get it, and that's not the result I wanted!"

With a flick of his wrist, Chen Ye produced a new vial of medicine.

"But it's okay, I have a backup."

Keeping multiple doses of medicine has become a habit for Chen Ye.

Seeing the black potion in Chen Ye's hand, Ye Long moved, instinctively taking a step back. "What... is this?"

Seeing this, Chen Ye slowly stepped forward and said, "This potion is called Ultimate Fear, which is an aggregate of all things that are fearful."

"What I want is called Absolute Fear. I intended to make it happen in you, and you would become the breeding ground for this fear, enjoying the benefits it brings you."

"And you, you only need to pay a tiny price to possess this power. There's no better deal in the world."

The situation is somewhat delicate right now.

Chen Ye didn't know what the problem was, whether the potion had expired or the special properties had malfunctioned.

We'll find out where the problem lies by letting Ye Long drink it again.

If it still doesn't work this time, then there are two possibilities.

Either there's something wrong with Ye Long, or there's something wrong with the medicine.

So...

"Drink it."

Chen Ye snapped his fingers, and the space in front of him suddenly collapsed and shrank!

Ye Long wanted to retreat, but his body began to move forward!

Chen Ye unscrewed the medicine bottle. "Do you want to do it yourself, or should I do it?"

"Friendly reminder: I don't know how to serve people. If you make me do things, you might, possibly, probably will be in a lot of pain."

Upon hearing this, Ye Long extended the hand that was clenched behind his back and reluctantly accepted the medicine.

There's no escape, we have no choice but to go for it!

Seeing Ye Long's difficult posture, Chen Ye could only say that some people were eagerly begging to drink his medicine, while others thought it was poison and didn't want to drink it.

Chen Ye, on the other hand, sometimes enjoys playing pranks on others.

He wanted it, Chen Ye refused to give it to him.

He didn't want it, but Chen Ye insisted on shoving the medicine into his mouth!

If the author doesn't update, it's definitely because they've taken a leave of absence to deal with some personal 'troubles'.