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As for the Baptism Ritual, Zhang Yi was not completely ignorant of it.

Generally speaking, there were two kinds of baptism: sprinkling and Immersion Baptism. The former involved putting a little water on the hand and drawing a cross on the forehead, while the latter involved submerging the whole body in a pool.

But what fucking Baptism Ritual involved holding someone's head underwater?

'Glug glug.'

The sounds of splashing water and rising bubbles filled his vision and ears, leaving Zhang Yi speechless.

Could this fucking be called a baptism?

And it was not just once—they held him under three times in a row.

The last time he was submerged, the splashing water before Zhang Yi's eyes gradually disappeared, and his vision darkened.

"What the hell? Did I drown myself during my baptism? Was this a scripted death, or was I supposed to fight back here?"

Looking at the game perspective swallowed by darkness, Zhang Yi was still completely bewildered.

He had no idea what was going on.

But the corresponding game scene soon appeared.

He was in a room. On the table sat a pistol, some bullets, countless liquor bottles, and cigarette butts.

'Bring us the girl, and your debt will be wiped clean.'

'What do you want?'

'We had a deal, DeWitt! Open the door, now!'

'I told you... I won't do it!'

Booker's conversation with a man sounded in his ears.

So this was one of Booker's memories?

Buried under debt, Booker had accepted the job of kidnapping Elizabeth?

Watching the story unfold, Zhang Yi could not quite make sense of it.

After opening the door in the game, he saw a city engulfed in war. But before he could make out anything more, the screen went black.

The scene returned to Sky City Columbia.

And Zhang Yi