Li You's Last Wish and Lies

Bai Ye's hand holding the syringe paused slightly. Li You's symptoms were indeed completely different from Black Leopard's.

"The virus infected Magic Hand, and Magic Hand is closely tied to my mental power. The virus crawled through Magic Hand into my mind. I... can't be saved."

"Then I'll inject Serum into your Magic Hand!" He shoved aside Li You's left hand and stabbed the scarlet Magic Hand!

Crack!

The needle snapped...

He had forgotten that Li You's Magic Hand was hard as iron. A needle simply could not pierce it.

Staring at the half-broken needle, Bai Ye fell silent.

Li You was on the verge of death because he had saved him. Even though he had not needed anyone's rescue, Li You had still saved him...

Li You's pale face was reflected in his pupils. His body temperature was gradually dropping, carrying the icy chill of a corpse.

The first opponent he had encountered after transmigrating, his first friend, was now about to die in this dark, abandoned corner, while he could only watch helplessly.

"If a person lived to sixty, then their lifetime would probably contain 189,216,000 ten-second intervals."

"Fate Roulette... I didn't lose unfairly. Take care!"

"I may be afraid of death, but I'm even more afraid of spending the rest of my life drowning in regret and self-blame for abandoning my friend and running away alone."

Those words still echoed in Bai Ye's ears, leaving him slightly dazed.

"Brother Ye..." Li You's weak voice interrupted his daze.

"Before I die, I still have one wish..."

Bai Ye took a deep breath. Naturally, he knew what Li You's wish was, and he promised solemnly, "Don't worry. I'll take care of your mother for you."

Li You shook his head with difficulty. "No... that's not my wish."

Bai Ye