As soon as Liu Sheng wrote down the three words "Bai Yueting," he immediately felt a strange power emanating from the Death God Diary.
It was a sense of rejection, not strong, but extremely clear.
The three characters "Bai Yueting" that had already been written gradually faded and eventually disappeared completely.
Liu Sheng stroked his chin and muttered, " Bai Yueting really does have the Death God Diary. It seems that the owners of the Death God Diary cannot kill each other through the Death God Diary. That's quite an interesting setting."
"But is it that you can't kill the user of the Death God Diary, or that you can't kill the person protected by the Death God Diary?"
These two sentences seem the same, but their meanings are completely different.
The first half of the sentence focuses on the user, while the second half focuses on the protected.
If it's the former, then that's the Death God rule; if it's the latter, then it's simply the Death God Diary protection rule.
In other words, if someone steals the Death God Diary Death God Diary, will they still protect the user?
If the Death God Diary Death God Diary changes hands, can someone else use it? If so, that would be interesting.
It's important to know that only those who have had contact with " Death God " know the rules of the Death God Diary.
Thinking of this, Liu Sheng couldn't help but laugh.
Liu Sheng had no one he wanted to kill; he had no friends, but he also had no enemies.
Although he was seen as a freak by outsiders, he was also a genius, and it seemed that there were no bad people around him.
He opened his diary and began writing on the back of the cover page with a black cesium ballpoint pen.
Death God Diary Rules:
1. When you write down the other person's name and put a checkmark on it, they will die instantly, no matter where they are.
2. If no cause of death is specified, the default cause of death is sudden cerebral hemorrhage.
3. There must be no typos in the name; otherwise, the rule will not take effect.
4. Due to the issue of duplicate names, you should imagine the other person's name in your mind while writing it down; otherwise, the rule will not apply.
At this point, Liu Sheng stopped writing, casually tossed the ballpoint pen into the pen holder, and then stuffed the Death God Diary into his schoolbag.
With one hand supporting his chin, Ling Yi scrolled through online news with the other, scrolling through the mouse Bored.
At that moment, a message appeared on his screen. "A streamer died of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage during a live broadcast."
He used his hacking skills to find the streamer's information and then hacked into the hospital where the streamer was staying.
Within minutes, he found the information he needed.
Looking at the brain CT scan, Liu Sheng couldn't help but laugh.
"Hey, got you!"
Lin Sheng compiled a complete list of all the people who had died from sudden cerebral hemorrhage in the past two days, and then arranged them in chronological order.
A simple coordinate distribution map of the death locations was also created.
"A very clever fellow. While the timing is sequential, there's absolutely no pattern to it, and the locations are even more random, with no clear order whatsoever."
"That's what makes it fun! If I find it too quickly, then there's no fun left."
The next day, in the classroom of Class 6, Grade 11 at Dafeng City No. 3 Middle School.
Lin Huan sat upright, seemingly listening to the teacher's lecture, but his thoughts had already drifted off to who-knows-where.
So much has happened in the last two days. Since the appearance of Death God Diary, he has been living in a state of excitement almost every day.
Only after returning to school today did his heart finally find some peace.
Although Lin Huan was not as smart as Liu Sheng and his academic performance was only average, his level of caution was beyond what ordinary people could imagine.
To prevent anyone from figuring out a pattern, he would write the names of the wanted criminals he killed in Death God Diary Death God Diary beforehand.
Then he would randomly draw checkmarks from time to time, and it was precisely because of this that he was able to protect himself very well.
Moreover, since killing Zhao Hai's family and taking his revenge, Lin Huan has not used the Death God Diary even once during this period.
He knew very well that people are not machines, and no matter how meticulously they plan, there will always be a slip-up.
Moreover, he had secretly warned himself that he must never use this kind of killing without specifying the method of death again.
The fact that so many people die in the same way will inevitably arouse suspicion and concern.
"Or perhaps, it has already aroused suspicion among those with ulterior motives!"
There has been a lot of news Skynet, but the most talked-about is the mass Masai incident at the Red Maple Hotel in Red Maple City.
Ordinary people encounter various urban Legend, but Lin Huan saw a familiar feeling in them.
In the past, Lin Huan might not have thought much about it, or even just treated it as a joke. But ever since he obtained the Death God Diary, he has found himself pondering all unconventional deaths in the Death God Diary.
"Could there be a second Death God Diary?"
Regarding the Red Maple Hotel incident, the information available online is quite comprehensive. Some online celebrities and video creators have also provided detailed analyses of the matter in an effort to gain traffic.
The most important person in this matter is Bai Yueting.
The whole thing started with the fall of Bai Yueting's younger sister, Bai Yueyan.
There are many capable people online, and some have already analyzed the general outline of the matter.
"Then, the owner of this second Death God Note should be Bai Yueting, right?"
Lin Huan immediately shook his head; even if a second Death God Diary appeared, it would have nothing to do with him.
The power of the Death God Diary is a forbidden power, and he will not use it lightly unless absolutely necessary.
In the evening, Lin Huan returned home as usual.
Lin Huan was somewhat surprised to see that Lin Ru was not going to work as usual, but instead staying home making Chiaotzu.
However, when Lin Huan saw the new red and swollen marks on Lin Ru's face, Lin Huan expression turned completely cold.
"Mom..."
"Alright, the Chiaotzu will be ready soon, go wash your hands." Lin Ru didn't want to say anything more about it; being in this industry meant she was destined to encounter all sorts of junk.
The last one was Zhao Jinchuan, but Zhao Jinchuan is dead. But even without Zhao Jinchuan, there's still Wang Jinchuan and Zhang Laosan.
Lin Ru had already adjusted her mindset; she was used to all of this.
Lin Huan felt that he should be used to these things by now; such scenes had been repeated countless times since he was a child.
He felt sorry for Lin Ru and repeatedly advised Lin Ru to change jobs.
But Lin Ru would always just shake her head with a wry smile.
There's no way around it, the household expenses are just too high. There's the monthly mortgage payment, the daily household expenses, and my son is growing up every day; we need money everywhere.
Lin Ru wanted to save money for her son's wedding before he graduated from university.
Although her work is very demanding, requiring her to dance on stage for at least eight or nine hours every day, her salary is indeed very high.
Lin Ru entered society before finishing elementary school, and was deceived by a scumbag at the age of sixteen, giving birth to Lin Huan.
From then on, the mother and daughter lived an incredibly difficult life.
Over the years, Lin Ru Huan has witnessed every hardship and struggle Lin Huan has endured.
But Lin Ru is still able to maintain a positive and optimistic attitude towards life because she has a precious son; after all, a mother is strong.
In the past, Lin Huan could only pretend not to see it, then hide under the covers and secretly vow that he would make a lot of money in the future and give his mother a good life.
But at this moment, Lin Huan's mindset had changed.
Tomorrow is Saturday, and Lin Huan didn't go anywhere. Instead, he changed his clothes and arrived early at the bar where his mother worked.
In just half a day, Lin Huan learned the whole story of what happened last night from the conversations of the people around him.
Lin Ru was quite famous in the bar; almost everyone in the neighborhood knew this woman who, despite being a mother, still maintained a perfect figure and a beautiful face.
Most importantly, Lin Ru also has a great voice, which allows her to perfectly perform some of today's popular online songs.
It was precisely because of Lin Ru's presence that this bar's revenue far exceeded that of other bars in the area.
It can be considered the boss's cash cow.
The bar owner also took good care of Lin Ru, and regular customers who knew Lin Ru's background were generous with their tips.
This is also why Lin Ru's income is so high.
But as I said before, there are always some bad people in this industry.
Last night, a man named Cong Yunfei came to the bar. He was said to be a wealthy businessman from out of town who wanted to cooperate with the government in Dafeng City to invest in a project worth over a billion yuan.
After arriving at the bar, this man immediately Xiang Zhong Lin Ru. When Lin Ru firmly rejected him, he not only hurled all sorts of foul language at her, but also slapped Lin Ru twice.
Lin Ru dared to kick even Zhao Jinchuan back then, so naturally she wouldn't tolerate a nouveau riche from out of town.
Although Lin Ru controlled her strength, that Lineage-Ending Kick was still incredibly painful.
This is no small feud. Even though Lin Ru is the bar's star performer, she's now run into someone even the bar owner can't afford to offend.
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the outcome is unlikely to be good.
Today, Lin Ru was prepared to confront Cong Yunfei head-on. If she could win the confrontation, there would still be Jade Emperor for change; if she couldn't, she would have no choice but to resign and leave.
She didn't want to harm the bar owner because of her own actions.
Around 9:30 p. m., the out-of-town boss named Cong Yunfei indeed reappeared.
This time, he brought a lot of people with him. After entering the bar, he walked straight towards Lin Ru on the stage.
"Boss, I've already called the police, and I've started a live stream. If you want to cause trouble, you'd better think carefully about the consequences."
This was Lin Ru's method; no matter how Wuji Cong Yunfei was, he still had to follow the rules.
Cong Yunfei hadn't expected this woman to pull such a trick on him, which infuriated him.
But he also knew that even though he was rich, there were certain bottom lines he could never cross.
"Lin, I just want to pursue you, don't be so nervous. You're making me sound like a big bad guy," Cong Yunfei said through gritted teeth. Knowing that things were hopeless today, he turned and left the bar with his men.
Lin Huan, who was in the corner, had already taken out the Death God Diary and written down Cong Yunfei's name, but Lin Huan hesitated slightly about the manner of death.
After a moment of contemplation, Lin Huan quickly picked up his pen and wrote down a death plan of two hundred words.