Criminal Psychology Ch246

Author: 长洱 / Chang’er

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 246

In a dim and dilapidated residence, the clock hand pointed to five o’clock.

A pair of bony hands trembled as they held the mouse, rapidly clicking on the hidden software icon buried deep within a folder.

After a moment, a crude image appeared on the screen.

It was the kind of low-resolution graphics seen in primitive pixelated games. Black background, red lines, and a simple square-shaped cottage in the center of the screen. In the bottom right corner, there was a cluster of golden flowers. The interior of the cottage appeared empty at first glance, but upon closer inspection, one could spot a pitiful silver coin in the corner.

Upon seeing this, a look of despair covered his face, and his trembling lips revealed rotten teeth.

He desperately covered his mouth and looked back down at the bottom corner of the screen. There, six lines of text written in the lingua franca of the United Nations filled the space, and among them was a line in Chinese:

Account balance: 1 bitcoin.

The occupant of the room stood up aimlessly and began walking. He bumped into the coffee table in the middle of the room, overturning it. The remaining white powder of a drug on the table dispersed into the air. He hurriedly crouched down to clean it up, but there was so little left that after a couple of licks, there was nothing left.

This caused him to stand up again, unable to resist gnawing at his own wrist.

The creaking of the wooden floor grew increasingly urgent, echoing the sounds of a distressed bed behind the partition. The entire space became more and more restless. Unable to bear it any longer, he walked to the table and picked up a syringe, intending to pierce it into his temple.

At that moment, a light tinkling sound came from the speakers.

He thought he was experiencing auditory hallucinations and searched aimlessly for the source of the sound. The room remained dark and chaotic, and he didn’t even notice the silver coin slowly descending from the ceiling of the cottage on the computer screen.

With the syringe pressed against his temple, he could end his own life with just a little force.

Suddenly, that small silver coin seemed to trigger something, and numerous shining silver dots fell from above. Those dots grew larger and larger, fluttering down like snowflakes and eventually turning into piles of silver coins at the bottom of the screen.

Likewise, six lines of text slowly descended and hovered above the stack of money.

The occupant of the room grinned, revealing bright red lips and teeth yellowed to the point of blackening. He laughed maniacally, silently.

Round Two: The target is still alive. The game continues.

……

In a glamorous and decadent bar, a blue-eyed girl with green hair lazily sat on the sofa. The expensive red wine in her glass was reduced to a mere trace.

This themed bar was entirely in a distorted gothic style. The soaring electronic music and the intertwining beams of cross-fading lights filled the air with the scent of alcohol and drugs. The haze of smoke drifted through the air.

The girl’s gaze wandered vaguely over her companions, and she reached out to pull a chubby middle-aged man beside her. With an air of sensuality, she bit down on his earlobe. Strange tastes of the wealthy were nothing out of the ordinary.

Onstage, the stripper had reached the most thrilling stage of the performance, and the sound system by the glass stage exploded. But in the next moment, the girl’s expression underwent a peculiar change. It was because her phone emitted a strange and eerie sound, both resembling agony and boundless pleasure. The girl leaned forward abruptly, grabbing her phone eagerly and tapping on an icon.

A crude pixelated image flashed on the screen. It was a vault, with countless coins piled up like mountains. However, soon a swarm of black bugs crawled in, devouring the coins with abandon. At the same time, the number below was fiercely changing— from eight digits to seven, then to six, five… until it became just two digits.

The black bugs disappeared, leaving only a meager few dozen coins in the vault, scattered haphazardly on the floor, looking extremely shabby—especially compared to before.

The man stared with wide eyes, disbelief evident on his face.

Prompts appeared in six different languages—

Round 2: The Target Is Alive. To be continued…

The girl grabbed her phone and slammed it forcefully onto the ground.

The carpet was thick, and the phone was of good quality, so it only bounced a few times before coming to a stop.

Beneath the pixelated screen, a clump of equally crude golden flowers swayed as if drifting with the wind.

……

In a luxurious building, a singer emerged from the recording studio, immediately surrounded by a group of people, showering him with attention and inquiries. The singer responded with a gentle smile, and the faces of those in front of him lit up with joy.

Five minutes later, the singer entered the restroom on the same floor. As soon as he closed the door, a look of extreme weariness appeared in his eyes reflected in the mirror.

He glanced disdainfully behind him, leaned against the sink, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag.

Amidst the swirling smoke, a sudden sound resonated—a strange and eerie sound. The singer froze and took out his phone.

After a moment, he frantically ruffled his own hair, waved his hand, and forcefully smashed the phone against the mirror in front of him!

In the loud crash, the mirror shattered into pieces, and the fragments briefly reflected the last image on the phone—

Behind the six lines of text in different languages, in an empty and crude room, the only gold was the gently trembling petal below.

……

In an inconspicuous noodle shop in the city, the sky had completely darkened.

A ceiling fan hung overhead, whirring as it blew air. White porcelain tiles covered half of the wall, and a circle of tables was arranged facing the wall, separated by partitions.

Most of the customers were focused on their bowls of noodles, paying little attention to the content playing on the LCD TV. For the solitary office workers, having to share a table with strangers after a tiring day of work felt like torture. Therefore, despite the average taste of the food here, the owner’s layout was unusually considerate.

The TV was placed directly opposite the kitchen, broadcasting news of the police escorting a suspect.

“According to our sources, the criminal suspect Shen Lian was successfully captured by the Hongjing police this evening. The police spokesperson declined to reveal any details related to the case…”

The towering figures of the surrounding officers obstructed the view of the slender woman in the middle, her face covered with a black blindfold, making it impossible for the reporters to capture anything.

The volume of the small noodle shop’s TV was set very low, barely drowning out the sound of slurping noodles.

In the footage, the police car departed from the square of the Zhourui Building flashed away, while the reporters’ camera flashes seemed to illuminate the night sky.

However, the man sitting in the corner of the noodle shop didn’t raise his head to watch the news. His laptop was still open, and his fingers tapped on the keyboard, resembling an office worker diligently working overtime.

He lifted the vinegar bottle and poured some into his bowl, revealing a cuff of a shirt sleeve and slightly antiquated sapphire cufflinks.

At that moment, the owner happened to bring a bowl of spicy oil-splashed noodles. The busy customers finally looked up, casually glancing at the TV but paying careful attention to the owner. With a touch of humility and respect, the man asked, “How’s business been lately?”

The owner wiped his hands on the glaringly white apron and shook his head helplessly. “It’s been a disaster.”

The customer opened his mouth, slurping the noodles, and glanced at the computer screen, sighing with a hint of regret. “It’s truly unexpected.”

By that time, the owner had already walked into the kitchen and didn’t hear this remark.

Meanwhile, a new customer entered the shop, loudly requesting two bowls of spicy oil-splashed noodles.

In the partially open kitchen, a large pot on the coal stove floated with animal parts. The owner held an iron ladle and scooped up a spoonful of blood-red oil, pouring it over the noodles with a graceful and traditional elegance, creating a tantalizing sizzling sound that filled the space.

“But it’s not bad. Quite interesting,”

The owner murmured, bowing slightly, as if talking to himself or responding to something.

……

It was night.

Outside the Hongjing Police Station, the scene was bustling with cars and people, as if a market was set up. Whether it was due to the rumored effects of the medication or the significant activities in the city today, even small fights and altercations were more numerous than usual. What was even more terrifying was the continuous arrival of officers from various levels and investigators from related departments across the country who came to assist with the investigation. Even clerks like Zhang Xiaolong were forced to work overtime, handling reception and registration tasks at the front desk.

The summer night was still hot. People came and went in the front hall, but there was a silence in the air that was completely different from the heat. Footsteps were subdued, conversations were rare, and the police officers in their uniforms had solemn and serious expressions, as if mourning something.

Zhang Xiaolong was well aware of what all this was about, and it felt like something was stuck in her throat, making it difficult for her to speak. Fortunately, she was busy and could temporarily avoid thinking about these matters. She directed a department head from the Drug Administration who had arrived overnight to the relevant office, and just as she did, the telephone rang. She hurriedly picked up the receiver, taking out a notepad to jot down the information conveyed over the phone.

At the same time, another phone started ringing. Zhang Xiaolong had a pen and paper in her hand and was still recording when she suddenly didn’t know what to do. Just as she was feeling quite distressed, a hand reached out and effortlessly answered the phone for her.

Thinking it was a colleague helping out, Zhang Xiaolong continued to lower her head and write down the information from the phone call. She wrote two lines and suddenly felt that the voice beside her wasn’t quite right. The male voice sounded too relaxed and pleasant, even with a hint of bored leisure. This made the policewoman, who had been serious all day, feel uncomfortable.

“Well, you should contact the Environmental Protection Bureau directly.”

The other end of the line was quickly hung up, and Zhang Xiaolong even heard a protesting voice from it.

She suddenly looked up and saw a completely unfamiliar young man standing in front of her, smiling meaningfully.

For about three to five seconds, Zhang Xiaolong was completely taken aback, displaying a normal stunned reaction upon seeing a handsome young man.

The young man was dressed in a simple black shirt, matching trousers, and leather shoes of the same color. His tie was slightly loosened, secured by a sleek silver tie clip in the middle. Although this young man appeared a bit disheveled, his clothing and the expression on his face when he nodded were elegantly appropriate.

Zhang Xiaolong opened her mouth, intending to ask a question like “Who are you”, but, to her surprise, before she could speak, the person introduced himself.

“Hello, I’m the new psychological consultant for the Hongjing Municipal Bureau.”

Su Fengzi’s voice was loud, and many people around heard it, casting incredulous glances at them.

Once again, Zhang Xiaolong felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Her first reaction was anger. Why did they bring in a replacement so soon after something happened to Consultant Lin? This was going too far and showed a lack of consideration.

She took a deep breath, steadying her emotions, and picked up the office phone to find someone. She dialed two numbers but suddenly realized something was off. How could the Criminal Investigation Department find a replacement for Consultant Lin so quickly?

She looked up in shock, glanced at the person in front of her, and cautiously asked, “May I ask who you are and where you were transferred from?”

The young man seemed to have anticipated that she would ask such a question. He took out a cardholder from his pocket and pulled out a card, placing it on the table and pushing it towards her.

Zhang Xiaolong lowered her head somewhat slowly and saw that the card was written in simple Song font: [Renowned Writer: Su Fengzi.]

Below were densely packed words arranged under quotation marks, which she realized were the titles of his works, mostly something like <The General’s Spoiled Empress—Don’t Run Away from the Overbearing President>.

The policewoman was immediately enraged but still had to suppress her anger and explain to the person politely, “Sir, the police station is busy with official matters. This is not the place for jokes.”

The young writer named Su Fengzi remained unfazed and continued to push the card toward her with a polite yet non-negotiable attitude, saying, “Call Xing Conglian and read him the contents on the card.”

In reality, Zhang Xiaolong could have refused, but at that moment, she felt that the person in front of her was somewhat familiar, which made her, inexplicably, pick up the phone.

She briefly explained the situation at the front desk, but the captain on the other end of the line fell into silence.

Zhang Xiaolong couldn’t help but prompt him, and it was only then that Xing Conglian said, “Tell him to wait,” before hanging up.

Although the captain’s instructions weren’t particularly clear, it seemed like he wanted the other person to stay. Zhang Xiaolong hung up the phone, and the young man was already carelessly leaning on the front desk, his phoenix eyes raised slightly as he casually scanned the lifeless lobby. His gaze was probing, yet he had shed the carefree attitude, appearing gentle and profound.

Xing Conglian arrived quickly.

When he and his team came down from upstairs, everyone in the lobby raised their heads, and the atmosphere cooled a few degrees.

“Captain Xing…”

Voices from other officers greeting Xing Conglian intermittently sounded.

Wang Chao froze on the stairs, pointing at Su Fengzi with an expression as if he had seen a ghost, but his eyes were red.

At this moment, the young man finally looked up and glanced at the stairs, his first words being, “What’s going on? Did Lin Chen die?”

Su Fengzi’s words instantly silenced the entire lobby. All eyes turned toward him with restrained expressions that were filled with anger. But the young writer seemed oblivious.

The first one to react was Wang Chao. The young man quickly ran down the stairs and pointed his finger at Su Fengzi, cursing, “What the hell are you talking about!”

Su Fengzi looked at Wang Chao’s pointing finger, reached out to shake his hand, and then casually ruffled Wang Chao’s hair, leisurely saying, “Tsk, since you didn’t hit me, it means Lin Chen hasn’t played himself to death yet. He really has some ability.”

Wang Chao was even more furious. He pushed Su Fengzi’s hand away, but his language skills were no match for Su Fengzi’s. He could only sulk in anger.

“Please respect Consultant Lin!” Zhang Xiaolong had been watching from the side and couldn’t help but speak up.

“How am I disrespecting him?” Su Fengzi didn’t even look at her directly, casually asking.

“You said Consultant Lin died!” Zhang Xiaolong said seriously, realizing that her words didn’t hold much weight in the current situation. But after everything Lin Chen had done, his successor turned out to be this kind of person, which left Zhang Xiaolong with a lump in her throat.

“That’s because all of you are wearing mournful faces, as if Lin Chen is already gone.” Su Fengzi slightly bowed and pinched Wang Chao’s cheek, saying, “Why are you crying?”

“So, you mean we should be happy?” Another officer who had been silently standing by spoke up. “When Consultant Lin made that kind of exchange with his life to ensure the survival of the suspect, are we supposed to be happy about Consultant Lin’s self-sacrifice?”

Su Fengzi pondered for a moment and questioned the other person. “What’s your name?”

Probably assuming that Su Fengzi was here to take over Lin Chen’s position, the officer stood at attention and answered, “Zhang Xingguo.”

Su Fengzi raised his thumb slightly and pointed casually at the officer who stood like a rock, asking Zhang Xiaolong, “Who is he?”

Zhang Xiaolong replied solemnly, “He’s Deputy Captain Zhang, who has received two individual second-class merits and one collective third-class merit*.”

*Clarity: These are basically medals awarded to individuals and units in the Chinese military. The reward levels are divided into 5 levels (going from high to low): 1. Honorary, 2. First-class merit, 3. Second-class merit, 4. Third-class merit, and 5. Regular awards. || To be awarded a second-class merit, he must’ve made important contributions, while a third-class merit means he made outstanding achievements or great contributions.

“Oh… a hero, I see.” Su Fengzi’s voice was relaxed and abrupt. “So, Zhang Xingguo, after being a police officer for so many years, what’s the most dangerous situation you’ve encountered?”

This question left Zhang Xingguo in silence.

“Deputy Captain Zhang has handled the 721 major gang robbery case!”

“Was it dangerous?”

“We seized 22 firearms on the spot, with over a thousand rounds of ammunition,” Zhang Xiaolong answered.

“Oh, then Zhang Xingguo, when you faced the suspects with a gun, did you make sure you could survive?”

“No,” the middle-aged officer broke his silence and spoke again.

“Then why did you risk your life to do these things?”

Zhang Xingguo saluted once again and answered, “It’s my duty.”

“Oh, so risking your life is your duty, but Lin Chen doesn’t have his duty?”

Zhang Xingguo was momentarily at a loss for words and could only say, “Consultant Lin is not a front-line officer.”

Su Fengzi finally stood up straight, looking at Zhang Xingguo and seemingly addressing everyone. “Even if he’s not a front-line officer, I know that negotiation experts often say, ‘Let me exchange this hostage in your custody.’ Do they have a hundred percent certainty that they will survive when they say those words? I don’t think so. The same thing happens every day. Why does it make Lin Chen appear particularly worthy of respect and make you all so uncomfortable?”

“But, but A’Chen Gege is different!” Unable to hold back any longer, Wang Chao shouted loudly.

Seeing the teenager reach into his pocket, take out a candy, tear open the wrapper, and swiftly stuff it into his mouth, Zhang Xiaolong couldn’t help but pinch his face and laugh. “Young man, you’re so good at getting caught up in trivial matters. Is it because you don’t have a girlfriend?”

Although Su Fengzi was teasing, the entire hall fell into silence once again, with no one speaking.

Su Fengzi glanced at Xing Conglian, who was standing in a high place, and then looked at everyone present. He said, “If any of you wouldn’t make the same choice as Lin Chen, please step forward.”

Seconds ticked by, and Zhang Xiaolong looked up. In the vast hall filled with dozens of people, not a single person moved.


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Sendoff Ch53

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 53: White Thorns

Shi Jingzhi suddenly felt a bit sad.

As he wandered through the world, Shi Jingzhi rarely empathized with others. Other people’s joys and sorrows felt like they were behind a veil, coming and going, and he couldn’t see them clearly. His heart was unaware of spring, and he always rushed through life, only seeing the superficial desires of people, unable to perceive their joys, anger, and sorrows.

However, in this moment, his shell was stripped away by the scene before him, causing him some genuine pain.

If the roles were reversed, would he be left behind? What about Yin Ci?

Were worldly attachments such painful things?

Su Si in the illusion of the inner demon cried in such agony, and Shi Jingzhi didn’t know if he cried for his parents’ deception or if he faintly sensed what he had truly given up.

“He never told me… He could have hidden me away back then. Why couldn’t he leave with Taiheng?” Yan Qing’s voice trembled, and his face lacked any trace of color.

Shi Jingzhi remained silent for a long time. “Even if he left with Taiheng a few days later, would you survive? …Is he willing to abandon his only playmate but not his only relative?”

In the world, there was only one person who stumbled after the carriage, telling him that it wasn’t a good place, and he shouldn’t go.

In just one sunrise and sunset, Su Si gained another relative, leaving only this one remaining relative.

The black snake hovered in mid-air with its head slightly lowered. Its killing intent weakened, and its state seemed somewhat trance-like.

Yan Qing made an effort to move in its direction and spoke with a bitter tone. “But I would rather die than become his inner demon.”

Shi Jingzhi waved his flag and blocked Yan Qing. This time, he didn’t deliberately show any gestures, but his every move exuded a leader’s aura. “Now that we have finally stabilized, don’t move for now… His inner demon might not be you.”

The two inner demons entangled, and the scene changed once again.

Su Si had grown taller, and Yan Qing’s cheeks had filled out, giving him a healthy and refreshing look. Both of them wore simple yet clean clothes, seemingly not in the village. It was dim all around, clearly night.

[Uncle Tan praised my skills today.] Su Si rolled up his sleeves, showing off his slender arms. [He said that when I grow up a bit more, he will officially take me as his apprentice. But I don’t want to learn how to butcher pigs. When I become one the Greats in the future, everyone will have pride on their faces.]

Yan Qing had a childish face, but there seemed to be wrinkles forming between his eyebrows. [First, take off your outer garment, and I’ll soak it with today’s clothes. Later, Grandma Tan will want to sleep, and I have to go wash her feet and change her clothes… Uncle Tan took us in only half a year ago, kindly letting us stay at his house. You should still restrain yourself.]

Su Si chuckled. [You don’t understand. I am a great talent who can enter Taiheng.]

[They say the earlier you start martial arts training, the better. If you really want to go, we can head to Yidu tomorrow and take a look at Taiheng.] Yan Qing hesitated for a moment before replying earnestly.

[They are hunting down Yan family members everywhere. If you really enter Taiheng, won’t you have to pretend to be blind every day? Besides, what if you can’t get in? I can’t just leave you outside. We’re still young now, a few more years won’t matter—at least until you’re old enough to take care of yourself.]

They were the same age, but Yan Qing had suffered from malnutrition for a long time. Compared to Su Si, he still looked like a six- or seven-year-old child. When Su Si hit a sore spot, Yan Qing became so angry that he burst out. [I’ll be eleven next month! When I grow up, I’ll definitely be taller than you.]

He thought for a moment and found an excellent way to retaliate. [A’Si, did you memorize today’s lesson? If you want to become one the Greats in the future, you can’t be illiterate.]

Su Si immediately whined. [Hey, little brat, you’re so young, how can you sound like an old Confucian scholar?]

Shi Jingzhi instantly realized—eleven years old; that meant it was ten years ago.

According to Yan Qing, after Yan Qing’s father died, the two of them made a pact to escape from the village. At this moment, it was the year when they relied on each other for a few years before they completely lost contact.

Seeing Yan Qing with a serious face taking out a book, Su Si’s head spun. He glanced around and held onto his coat tightly. [I have to go out tonight. There’s a market on the north side of the town, and it’s bustling.]

Yan Qing’s expression changed. [You promised me this morning that you wouldn’t go out tonight.]

[Those apricot pits you play with? San Zi, usually it’s fine, but tonight is important, so don’t worry about whether it’s auspicious or not.]

Su Si played with his money pouch, intentionally making the copper coins inside jingle. [There are many cheap things at the market. I’ll buy you some candy.]

[Don’t go or take me with you.]

[If you leave, who will take care of Grandma Tan? If she’s unhappy, Uncle Tan will get angry, and we won’t have any good things to eat.]

After a series of threats and temptations, Yan Qing still didn’t buy it, tightly gripping Su Si’s clothes. [You promised me not to go out. I have a bad feeling, really.]

[If I had known, I wouldn’t have let you pretend to be blind and play outside. I’ll definitely give that old monk who taught you fortune-telling a beating when I see him.] Su Si gritted his teeth. [Alright, alright, it’s just a few apricot pits—a little trick to fool people. Look how scared you are.]

Su Si carefully pried open Yan Qing’s fingers. [I’ll be back soon. It’s almost the Lunar New Year, and everything nearby is expensive. It’s rare to catch the market…]

Yan Qing pursed his lips, and the two of them stood in a stalemate for a while.

At that time, Su Si was a head taller than Yan Qing, and Yan Qing felt the pressure of his gaze. Under Su Si’s relaxed gaze, Yan Qing’s expression shifted from determination to hesitation and finally to a lack of confidence, as if he were wondering if he was being unreasonable.

Su Si rubbed his head forcefully, seizing the opportunity. [Stop being difficult. Be good, or else I’ll get angry.]

Yan Qing wrinkled his face and finally hesitantly let go. [Then, then come back earlier.]

After Su Si left, Yan Qing stared blankly at his own hand, slowly biting his lip.

He quickly attended to the elderly woman, helping her wash and get ready for sleep. Then he sat on the doorstep, anxiously waiting for Su Si to come back. The night gradually grew darker, but Yan Qing didn’t move from the doorstep. He stared intently at the entrance gate, tightly clutching the apricot pits, his thin fist turning pale.

At that moment, the adult version of Yan Qing by Shi Jingzhi’s side trembled, and the eyeballs in the shackles of flesh rolled wildly. Shi Jingzhi furrowed his brow slightly, as if realizing something.

That day, Su Si never returned.

Yan Qing tearfully waited through the night, waiting until morning. He searched repeatedly near the town, but he found nothing. Afraid that Su Si couldn’t find him, he obediently returned to the Tan family and waited.

Unfortunately, without Su Si, the naturally powerful helper, Butcher Tan didn’t want to keep a “blind” servant boy all by himself. Not long after, Yan Qing was kicked out of the house.

He stood there, holding his belongings, lost in thought for a long time. Finally, he turned around and walked alone towards the direction of Taiheng.

On the other side, Su Si’s inner demon filled in the missing pieces of Yan Qing’s memory—

That night, Su Si took out the majority of his savings and bought a crude longevity lock at the market. He specifically asked the merchant to wrap it in red paper and carefully put it in his pocket.

However, before he had taken a few steps, the carts and donkeys jumbled together, and the merchants clung to their goods, pushing and trampling each other. People screamed loudly, and the firelight reddened the night.

The Chigou Sect and the Ling Sect clashed nearby. Their members fought without respite, and the conflict spread all the way to the market.

After gaining the upper hand, the Chigou Sect eliminated the Ling Sect completely. While cleaning up the battlefield, one of them noticed the dazed Su Si amidst the pile of corpses. He lifted Su Si up and said, “This kid has a good face and a strong build. He’s good material for killing.”

Su Si, with his rough clothes and having rolled in the mud and blood, clearly wasn’t from a wealthy family, making him an easy target.

As he was lifted up, Su Si regained consciousness and immediately struggled with all his might. Unfortunately, the Chigou Sect wasn’t like the Taiheng Sect, and they didn’t bother with reasoning. With one slap, when Su Si opened his eyes again, he had already been taken far away, not knowing how many miles.

The surroundings grew increasingly dark, gradually losing its coherence. Horrible scenes emerged, with countless faces mocking or in agony. Colors merged into a bloody mess, and various things twisted together, forming a giant elderly face.

The elderly person looked down from above with an oppressive feeling that was suffocating.

The black snake hung its head, curling up into a ball.

Shi Jingzhi recognized that face. It was the face of Matron Wuxue. Within this uncontrollable inner demon, Matron Wuxue’s voice remained hoarse and unpleasant. [I have never been wrong about people. With your disposition, you are destined to join our Divine Sect. If you want to run, go ahead. Escaping will be considered your ability…]

The distorted inner demon scene became even more twisted, nearly reaching the point of collapse. The images constantly shifted, becoming increasingly difficult to discern—

Su Si really did escape. He trained diligently, breaking through guards time and time again, fleeing to the darkest and filthiest corners of the martial world.

But as the leading demonic sect, the Chigou Sect wasn’t to be trifled with. For every inch the righteous path rises, the demonic path follows suit*. Su Si could only evade capture for two or three months at a time before being captured again. But Matron Wuxue didn’t mind his defiance; to her, it seemed like an effective training method.

*(魔高一尺,道高一丈) It’s a proverb that means that as goodness and righteousness become stronger, evil and corruption also grow in response.

Caught, then escaped. Escaped, then caught. Su Si had been on the run for ten years, without respite.

[For so many years, haven’t you seen enough of the filthy corners of the martial world? Your foolish friend and that so-called dream of Taiheng are about to become your obsessions… Well, if you give up so easily, you don’t deserve that position…]

[Kid, you were personally chosen by me as our young Patriarch. One day, you will willingly return…]

Hearing these words, Yan Qing stood frozen in place. His inner demon was completely suppressed, while the darkness from Su Si’s side surged overwhelmingly.

On the brink of collapse within the inner demon scene, Matron Wuxue’s voice grew louder, resembling thunder above and mountains crumbling.

[In this world, there is no such thing as karmic retribution. Ultimately, good is not rewarded, and evil is not punished. Look up three feet, and you won’t find gods or spirits. Act wantonly, as you should. You should understand this better than anyone else…]

Scars were left on the human heart. In the wickedness of the world, once one experienced it firsthand, the shattered innocence and expectations could never be pieced back together.

Ten years was enough to grind a person into dust.

And in the orthodox martial world, it mostly relied on pure-hearted dedication, with an unwavering sincerity that showed no cracks. No matter how young Su Si was, he had witnessed too much malice, and uncontrollable darkness and suspicion were ingrained in his bones. He was destined to have no connection with Taiheng again.

The black snake let out a long hiss as tears of blood streamed down its scales. It suddenly went mad and slammed into the rocks, as if trying to scrape off its own scales. Unfortunately, after the frenzy, the scales remained firmly attached, and it only gained several bloody wounds.

Shi Jingzhi no longer protected Yan Qing. He looked at the gigantic face formed by countless images with a blank expression.

Bound by resentment, with no master to direct it, it devoured its own heart.

What exactly did Su Si’s “ignorance” mean? Was it an inability to distinguish between good and evil, or was it a fading of hot blood, yet still unwilling to let go of the delusion of “clear justice”, unwilling to sink into the path of evil?

Yan Qing grabbed the soil on the mountaintop with both hands. The mountaintop was littered with sharp stones, causing his ten fingers to bleed, tears streaming down his face.

The shackles of flesh finally stopped attacking Su Si. They entangled together, turning their murderous intent towards their master.

Above them were withered faces cast from the wickedness of the world, while all around them was a network of flesh shackles adorned with crimson ghostly eyes, resembling a scene from hell. Blood and tears flowed on the ground, creating a chaotic mess. Amidst the shattered cracks of the disintegrating inner demon scene, a faint hint of blue sky still shone through.

Pure and transparent, yet utterly ruthless.

Shi Jingzhi leaned on the flagpole, feeling a sudden suffocation.

“You are not his inner demon. He resents the distant heavenly mandate*.”

*Clarity: Basically, he resents fate/destiny. 

Shi Jingzhi murmured without looking at Yan Qing.

In this treacherous world, Yan Qing wasn’t Su Si’s inner demon. He was more like his last trace of innocence.

“Yan Qing, you are the opposite… What angers you is not the injustice of the heavens, but your own powerlessness.”

From the beginning until now, even though he had been involved in every twist of fate with Su Si, he couldn’t salvage anything. Ten years had passed, the world had changed, but it still retained its former appearance.

The ghost eyes of the Yan family were still detestable, and Yan Qing himself was still a rat crossing the street, barely surviving in the guise of being blind. He had entered Taiheng, the most just place in the world, but life was still an uphill battle, exhausting all his efforts in superficially embellishing peace.

His anger had ignited over a decade ago and had never extinguished. Year after year, the resentment turned inward, becoming an entrenched illness.

Upon hearing Shi Jingzhi’s words, Yan Qing wiped away his tears haphazardly and suddenly burst into laughter.

Treading on his own inner demon, he stood up unsteadily, as if losing his sense of pain. Red eyes burst open one after another under his feet, making a squelching sound like thick blood.

Yan Qing approached the severely injured black snake and gently embraced it.

The flesh shackles surrounded them from all sides, binding them together, rendering them immobile.

“In the end, birds of a feather flock together.” Yan Qing closed his eyes and embraced the snake’s body. “You and I are the same, resigned to our fate long ago, yet still unwilling… A’Si, from now on, I will accompany you.”

They were both still alive. Even if it meant struggling hopelessly, they didn’t need to continue alone.

The scales of the black snake finally loosened a bit, shedding its black scales to reveal Su Si’s bloodied upper body. The flesh shackles remained still, not retracting, but no longer attacking indiscriminately.

Shi Jingzhi sighed and slowly lowered the flagpole in his hand.

He approached the two individuals, both on the verge of death, and looked at Su Si, covered in blood, with his eyes half-closed. “Su Si, can you still hear me?”

Su Si raised his eyes and weakly nodded.

Shi Jingzhi’s face showed no expression. “Then let me ask you, if you could go back to the beginning, to the moment you first met Shi Zhongyu, would you go with her?”

Su Si hesitated for a moment, then revealed a weary smile that bordered on emptiness.

He shook his head ever so slightly, without any hesitation.

Shi Jingzhi stood in silence for a moment, then bowed respectfully to the two before him.

“Thank you both for enlightening me.”

Yin Ci, who was observing from a distance, sensed that something was amiss and approached with a swift turn. “The Lord of Hatred and the Lord of Ignorance haven’t shown themselves yet. Why did you awaken them?”

Once the inner demons were dispelled, hatred and ignorance would also vanish. Without a target, the demon lords would depart on their own. The clue left by Yan Budu would also come to naught.

“Because we no longer need them.” Shi Jingzhi turned his back to Yin Ci. His voice was somewhat stiff, as if suppressing his emotions. “They were already heavily injured. It’s better for them to rest in advance.”

Yin Ci watched that figure and keenly sensed that something was amiss. “What’s wrong with you?”

“A’Ci, I won’t ask about your inner demon. I just want to ask you one thing—why weren’t you surprised by the fact that ‘I have no inner demon’?”

Shi Jingzhi’s voice trembled slightly.

“You already saw through my situation, didn’t you?”

Before, he had thought Yin Ci was indifferent. But now it seemed that he himself was severed from the world, observing from a distance. Wasn’t he the same?

Shi Jingzhi felt a faint pain in his chest.

The inner demons had transformed, fueled by the power of the heart. Yan Qing and Su Si were already at their limits, and with their emotional knots pierced, the inner demon scene instantly collapsed. The murky fragments floated and swayed like a dark snowfall.

The Lords of Hatred and Ignorance carried Yan Budu’s spell, destabilizing people’s mental states. It was indeed a deadly path full of malice, but it could also be an opportunity for enlightenment.

In the recent inner demon scene, the cries of a child were piercing, and the despair of parting ran deep. Yet, Shi Jingzhi inexplicably felt a trace of envy.

In an instant, various scenes from his life flashed through his mind.

From the confusion, the desire to please and guard, to the swirling red leaves like butterflies in a hazy state, and the entwined hair under the starry sky, ending with the joy and indulgence on the Buddha’s head.

In the vivid whirlpool, only Shi Jingzhi stood alone in the center. His memories of the “other” were blurred.

Indeed, he wanted a disciple to experience the bonds of worldly attachments.

It could be anyone as a disciple.

As long as the purpose was achieved, he could give his care, reliance, and worries to them.

He stood high above, desiring only a taste of that slight sweetness and stopping at a surface level. Unfortunately, worldly attachments were still worldly attachments. If he was unwilling to personally stir up dust, then what was the point of worldly attachments?

After entering the formation, Shi Jingzhi had a vague sense of awareness.

His accumulated thoughts, their origins unknown, their outlets unseen, and never revealed to others. Over time, he himself couldn’t distinguish those suppressed emotions, simply regarding them all as “despair”.

In the midst of anguish and confusion, his original aspirations seemed distant and intangible. Naturally, there would be no mundane obstacles.

Yin Ci’s lack of surprise was because he saw through his true nature, right? What did Yin Ci think of such a “Master”? …Not knowing the thoughts of the other person was indeed unsettling.

The previous intimacy and apprehension were now all washed away, leaving behind an indescribable emptiness. The Lord of Greed brushed away the clouds that covered his eyes, seeking to dissipate them, revealing only an empty and suspended true self.

Perhaps it was time to take the first step.

Continuing to be alone and detached, he couldn’t give birth to an inner demon, nor could he touch deep emotions.

Shi Jingzhi turned around, looking at Yin Ci with a smile on his face as his eyes gradually turned red.

“A’Ci, you continue to search for the Lords of Hatred and Ignorance,” he said softly. “With me here now, they won’t leave.”

Yin Ci didn’t move.

Shi Jingzhi didn’t need to explain further. At the moment his words fell, countless pale thorns shot out from under his feet, spreading frantically.

The “Purifying Words” instructed him to ask the heavens and himself, not the world. Yet now, he wanted to blame the heavens and be angry at himself, intertwining love, hatred, anger, and foolishness, projecting them onto the world.

The thorns stretched out in despair, carrying the attachment of unwillingness to depart and a determination to resort to any means necessary. They entangled the mountains, the swaying “bare branches,” and the giant headlights, as if to devour everything. In an instant, the thorns climbed the distant mountains, covering the sky and the earth with their sharp tips pointing straight to the firmament.

In this moment, Shi Jingzhi’s long-standing defenses collapsed. In front of Yin Ci, he personally smashed his heart into the mortal world, leaving behind a ground filled with ordinary grievances, unwillingness, and liberation.

Like mountains covered in snow.

Unstable in his state of mind, hatred and ignorance erupted, and an inner demon was born.

Shi Jingzhi tightly grasped the thorny inner demon. The thorns cut into his palm, causing black-red blood to slowly drip.

“Go and find them quickly,” Shi Jingzhi repeated.

His complexion was pale, and his smile was unsightly. His voice trembled, with a hint of indistinct sobbing.

Yin Ci still didn’t leave.

For some reason, compared to the fleeting glimpse when he was dealing with the Lord of Greed, Shi Jingzhi’s current state, though miserable, appeared more alive—alive enough for Yin Ci to be unable to abandon him.

Yin Ci carefully crossed through the thorns, just like when his eyes were still blind, and firmly grasped Shi Jingzhi’s wrist.

“Shizun, you’ve only given birth to an inner demon; not be consumed by it.”

His actions were resolute, and his voice was calm.

“If we’re going to find them, let’s go together.”


Kinky Thoughts:

Ah I cried… I can’t express how disappointed I am that Su Si and Yan Qing aren’t a CP. I mean common!!!

Just a note on the three Lords. Nian Zhong is (most likely) basing them on the three poisons of Buddhism (which is actually quite apt given that they are in the Buddha Heart Formation). They are:

  1. Greed or Attachment: Refers to an excessive desire for material possessions, sensual pleasures, and personal gain. It involves an insatiable craving and attachment to worldly things, leading to dissatisfaction, clinging, and suffering. Greed is seen as a distortion of perception that prevents individuals from recognizing the impermanent and interconnected nature of reality.
  2. Hatred or Aversion: Encompasses various negative emotions such as anger, aversion, ill-will, and resentment. It arises when we encounter situations or individuals that we perceive as unpleasant, threatening, or incompatible with our desires. Hatred causes suffering not only to others but also to oneself, as it generates internal turmoil and disrupts peace of mind.
  3. Ignorance or Delusion: Is the fundamental root of the other two poisons. It refers to a lack of understanding of the true nature of reality, including the impermanence of all phenomena, the interconnectedness of life, and the absence of inherent selfhood. Ignorance leads to confusion, wrong perceptions, and mistaken views, perpetuating the cycle of suffering and preventing the attainment of enlightenment.

So while Yan Qing is actually affected by Anger (嗔), I’ve decided to translate it as Hatred following the 3 poisons (as anger is a subset of Hatred). 

Think of Greed, Hatred, and Ignorance on a more conceptual or spiritual meaning than the actual definition when applying it to what’s happening in this novel. Hope that makes sense.


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Sendoff Ch52

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 52: Hatred and Ignorance

Everything happened in an instant.

When the monster resembling the Lord of Hatred attacked, the group was walking on a cliff-side trail. The sudden change erupted in close proximity, leaving them with no room to retreat.

The air was filled with the distinct fragrance of pine trees. The dark green pine forest contrasted with the gray stone of the mountaintop, immersed in milky-white mist. On the other side, thin mist rolled beneath the cliff, blurring the view of the mountain below into a hazy blue.

What should have been a soothing and relaxing scene had now become incredibly treacherous.

Yin Ci was the first to react, feeling the “ropes” that bound him. The ropes were slippery to the touch, resembling bloody tendons, with eyeballs still wriggling on them, struggling in his palm.

It was Yan Qing who had been affected.

Yan Qing stood at the end of the group, staring blankly at his hands. His eyeball shackles squirmed wildly and shot in all directions, instantly binding everyone tightly.

Demonic qi surged from all directions, but there was no sign of the monster.

Yin Ci coldly snorted and directly broke the flesh shackles on his body. Yan Qing let out a scream, half-kneeling on the ground. A deep wound, exposing bone, appeared on his arm. His grayish-black clothes were soaked with blood, approaching a pitch-black color.

Shi Jingzhi was horrified. “A’Ci?”

“It’s better that Yan Qing got injured than the entire party getting wiped out. That goose demon didn’t give any warnings, so it probably won’t kill anyone.” Yin Ci didn’t hesitate. With a palm strike, he also broke the flesh shackles on Shi Jingzhi’s body.

This time, Yan Qing didn’t even have the strength to scream in pain. The torment inflicted by his inner demon affected him directly. He hunched over and completely sat on the trail as more blood poured out.

Shi Jingzhi: “…” He couldn’t help but feel that his disciple was getting further and further away from the word “honest”, proving Su Si’s argument that “the Kushan Sect isn’t a good group.”

However, while Yin Ci’s methods were cruel, they were also reasonable.

Shi Jingzhi threw the medicine box and decided to make up for the lost opportunity. Unexpectedly, as he approached Yan Qing, several flesh shackles shot out, causing Shi Jingzhi to stumble and nearly fall off the cliff.

Yan Qing, like a spider gone out of control, unleashed the flesh shackles like a spiderweb, attempting to bind everything around him.

“The inner demon transformed. Something’s not right!” Shi Jingzhi swallowed a mouthful of saliva and pressed himself against the rock wall. “The monk’s goal is to drive people away, but this seems… This seems like…” like an attempt to kill and silence them.

Yin Ci didn’t have time to chat with his master. The gap in experience was exposed at this moment—Yin Ci couldn’t fit through the trail with the human headlamp, so he had to climb along the cliff top above the trail. Taking advantage of his inner demon, he climbed up the shadowy rocks, grabbed a few flesh shackles, and pulled Yan Qing up to the cliff top. Lord Bai, seeing the situation wasn’t good, bit onto Yin Ci’s clothes and used the momentum to climb up as well.

Leaving the narrow environment of the trail, the trouble caused by the flesh shackles was instantly reduced by half. Shi Jingzhi stepped onto the rocks and climbed up to the cliff top. Just as he was about to catch his breath, his heart tensed up again.

Su Si hadn’t come up with them.

And until now, Su Si had been too quiet.

Even if the two of them were having a conflict, Su Si wouldn’t be so cold-blooded as to show no reaction when Yan Qing lost control. Shi Jingzhi skillfully dodged several flesh shackles and leaned over the edge of the cliff, trying to find any trace of Su Si.

A gust of black wind rose into the sky, and if Shi Jingzhi hadn’t reacted quickly enough, his head would have been bitten off by that black wind.

A giant snake climbed up to the cliff top. Its pitch-black snake pupils were devoid of emotions, and its snake tongue was a dim black color. The black snake scales were smooth, and the flesh shackles couldn’t bind it; instead, it broke a few of them.

It slithered forward, hissing, exuding complete hostility.

Shi Jingzhi took a breath. “Su Si?”

That snake tail undoubtedly belonged to Su Si. However, at this moment, this person had been completely consumed by his inner demon, devoid of rationality.

Another transformation of an inner demon.

Shi Jingzhi anxiously looked towards Yin Ci, relieved that the headlamp wasn’t moving and didn’t show any tendency to turn into a monster. When he spoke again, Shi Jingzhi’s words were filled with bitterness. “A’Ci, didn’t you say they were just having a quarrel?”

Now it seemed that quarrel had reached the level of long-standing resentment. Shi Jingzhi swung the “Medicine Cures Illness” flag, trying his best to resist the snake’s bite, but he didn’t dare to use too much force, afraid of accidentally killing someone.

Yin Ci shook off Lord Bai and leaped up lightly. He caught his own master off guard, and the two of them leaped onto the headlamp, leaving the transformed Yan Qing and Su Si behind.

“It’s not just a problem between the two of them.” After confirming that he had saved the fox, Yin Ci spoke again. “Close your eyes and sense the demonic qi.”

Shi Jingzhi, who had just been searching for people and dodging attacks, broke out in a sweat. Now that he was brought away from the battlefield by Yin Ci, he finally calmed down.

He tightly grasped Yin Ci’s wrist and closed his eyes slowly.

Seeing everyone affected and the mountain guardian no longer suppressing its aura, the demonic qi around them surged. Compared to that, the hostility of the Greed Butterflies seemed gentle to the point of being negligible. Upon closer inspection, the demonic qi was divided into two forces, with similar intensities. They exuded boundless malice and madness, yet they scattered and drifted, impossible to locate.

“This is…”

“Based on the intensity, both the Lord of Hatred and the Lord of Ignorance have come,” Yin Ci whispered. “What’s Su Si’s condition?”

“He’s been swallowed by his inner demon and turned into a snake. A’Ci, The Lords of Greed, Hatred, and Ignorance are all powerful demons. They each occupy their own territory and shouldn’t have met. This definitely isn’t the work of the monks. Otherwise, we…”

Seeing Shi Jingzhi stop halfway through his sentence, Yin Ci smirked. “Shizun, did you finally figure it out?”

Shi Jingzhi sighed. “Yan Budu.”

They had encountered that madness and malice countless times in the Ghost Tomb.

The Buddha Heart Formation wasn’t often activated, but the mountain guardians were always present. Yan Budu only instructed them to visit the Jianchen Temple, but he didn’t mention that the clue was inside the temple.

Thinking about it, the eminent monks of the Jianchen Temple weren’t just decorations. Even if Yan Budu was strong, he wouldn’t be able to leave a clue that could last for a hundred years in the temple. However, the monks weren’t tainted by greed, hatred, or ignorance, so they couldn’t see the mountain guardians. Even if they managed to see it reluctantly, it would never attract more than one at a time.

Yan Budu played his hand well by hiding the clue connected to the mountain guardians.

…But was this really a clue?

The Lord of Hatred and Lord of Ignorance had been dealt with by Yan Budu, which greatly unsettled everyone’s state of mind and caused their inner demons to transform. Now it seemed more like a trap leading people to a dead end.

Shi Jingzhi’s gaze stopped at the edge of the cliff. Yan Qing knelt on the bare cliff top while blood flowed from his body. Su Si, who had transformed into a black snake, slowly approached, not hiding his killing intent.

Shi Jingzhi was about to go down and rescue him but was stopped by Yin Ci.

“A’Ci, let go. They are members of the Kushan Sect after all—”

“Hatred begets rage, rage blinds the eyes, calamity befalls the innocent. Ignorance begets resentment, resentment engulfs the mind, devouring the self. In that case, Yan Qing has fallen into hatred, and Su Si has fallen into ignorance.”

Yin Ci’s voice remained steady, cold and unchanged.

“Even if Yan Budu made a move, it won’t change the nature of the mountain guardians. If these two can resist the transformation of their inner demons, the Lord of Hatred and Lord of Ignorance won’t be able to force them to their deaths.”

“But they don’t seem like they can resist.”

The two servants were affected, while one disciple was blinded. Seeing the sect on the verge of collapsing before his eyes, Shi Jingzhi was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

“Regardless of whether it was the mountain guardians or Yan Budu who meddled, their inner demons are more easily influenced now. If we continue to just watch like this… A’Ci?!”

Yin Ci suddenly embraced Shi Jingzhi, his five fingers running through the cool black hair, burying his nose in his master’s shoulder, and taking a deep breath.

It’s all over. The entire sect has gone mad. Shi Jingzhi stood stiffly in place as a wave of grief rose from the depths of his heart—his elder brother actually dared to complain that he was abnormal. Compared to these few, he was incredibly normal to an alarming degree.

“Don’t move. With the inner demons easily influenced now, they probably don’t discriminate in choosing their targets. This might actually be of use to me.” Yin Ci’s voice remained steady.

The situation was perilous. Shi Jingzhi’s breathing quickened slightly, and his body temperature rose even more compared to before. Yin Ci tightened his grip on the strands of hair in his hand, trying to recall that moment in front of the nest of the Greed Butterflies.

That moment when the rosy light broke through the darkness and made him forget the pain of the dark prison.

Shi Jingzhi was young, yet he could still train his mind with the Greed Butterflies and control the demonic lord. He was familiar with various techniques and had the assistance of current spells. If he couldn’t accomplish it, wouldn’t that be laughable?

A surge of enthusiasm exploded from his chest. When Yin Ci lifted his eyes again, his gaze was as cold as frost.

“The techniques of the two demons are powerful and cannot be controlled remotely. They deliberately scattered their demonic qi, probably because they didn’t want to be discovered—they must be hiding nearby. We just need to capture them.”

Shi Jingzhi immediately shook. “Your eyes?”

“Under the influence of the spell, the inner demons are more easily aggravated, but they are also easier to calm down.” Yin Ci released Shi Jingzhi and firmly fixed his current state of mind. “You and I will work together. You will protect the lives of those two, and I will search for the demon lords. How about it?”

Before Shi Jingzhi could answer, Yin Ci smiled lightly. “So this is what my inner demon looks like… No wonder Shizun knew something was wrong at first sight.”

Facing the formidable inner demon like a mountain, Yin Ci appeared unsurprised.

Shi Jingzhi had a thousand questions to ask, but the situation under the headlamp wasn’t good. If they continued to chat, Su Si would swallow Yan Qing for lunch.

He had no choice but to quickly nod and jump down.

Yan Qing was still kneeling in the same spot, with flesh shackles forming a dense web around the eyeballs. He seemed to still have consciousness and was trying to struggle to stand up. Unfortunately, he had no control over the flesh shackles, and the flesh web was like ten fingers connected to one heart. Whenever Yan Qing moved slightly, he would step on his own body, causing him excruciating pain.

Su Si, on the other hand, had completely lost his humanity. The black snake’s mouth opened wide, its sharp fangs tearing at the eyeballs, causing the murky fluid in the eyeballs to splatter with blood, worsening Yan Qing’s condition.

With Yin Ci’s assistance, Shi Jingzhi felt somewhat relieved. Using the force of his descent, he avoided dozens of entangling flesh shackles and struck the snake’s head directly. The black snake let out a painful hiss and fiercely bit back.

“Sect Master, don’t kill him!” Yan Qing desperately shouted.

“I won’t kill him. I won’t. You focus on yourself and stop throwing flesh shackles everywhere!” Shi Jingzhi dodged the black snake and spoke rapidly. “I say, you are so young yet have a broad-minded perspective. Where did you get such a grandiose spirit?”

“I…”

“You attracted the Lord of Hatred, and your brother attracted the Lord of Ignorance, which led to your current state. If you really can’t move, why not say a few comforting words to Su Si first; soothe him back into human form, and then talk—”

Yan Qing’s spirits lifted. “Will that really work?”

Shi Jingzhi: “It’s how it’s done in plays. There’s no harm in trying.”

Yan Qing’s eyes immediately dimmed, and the black snake took the opportunity to bite and crush dozens of eyeballs. In pain, the onslaught of the flesh shackles became even more frenzied, almost binding Shi Jingzhi. The inner demons of the two intensified, and the surrounding pine forests slowly shattered, making the scenery more distorted.

Shi Jingzhi: “…”

He stumbled and ran to Yin Ci’s side, back to back for defense. “Yan Qing is badly injured. Just maintaining consciousness is difficult for him. Su Si’s snake skin is extremely thick. I can’t knock him out. If I have to attack, it can only be a lethal strike.”

“Mm.” Yin Ci didn’t initiate an attack. Though he was at the center of the battle, he moved gracefully like a falling leaf, devoid of any hint of chaos. “Don’t be impatient. Let’s observe our surroundings.”

In the distorted landscape, the pine forest and the cliff disappeared together. The serene landscape transformed into an extremely ordinary, desolate mountain scene.

Shi Jingzhi: “Could this also be…”

“The two are deadlocked, and their inner demons are further transforming. The speed of their transformation is so fast, probably due to the influence of the Buddha Heart Formation. As I said, ultimately, they must resolve their inner demons themselves. You don’t need to end the battle; just force them to regain clarity.”

“I can only make them hold on for a few more hours. People all have their limits. If this situation is not resolved—”

Yin Ci answered nonchalantly, “If the cause of their inner demons is right in front of their eyes and they still can’t distinguish the importance, then we don’t need these servants. To find Yan Budu’s clue, we have to capture the Lord of Hatred and Lord of Ignorance alive.”

Shi Jingzhi’s actions froze.

He looked at Yin Ci with a hint of confusion. When his sight was restored earlier, that touch of warmth from Yin Ci didn’t seem false, and now his indifference also seemed genuine. This person seemed to have sealed himself in a thick cocoon, observing everything from a distance and making judgments based solely on reason.

As a master, was he also confined within this cold “reason”?

But this thought only lasted for a moment.

Yin Ci was right. Neither he nor Yin Ci could attract the Lord of Hatred and the Lord of Ignorance. Whether it was finding clues or saving lives, Yan Qing and Su Si had to stay alive.

Shi Jingzhi stopped by Yan Qing’s side, swiftly wielding the “Medicine Cures Illness” flag, creating a fierce whirlwind. Although he couldn’t change the course of the battle, the flesh shackles couldn’t approach his body. Shi Jingzhi rummaged through the medicine box, pouring and stuffing medicine into Yan Qing’s mouth, temporarily stopping the gushing blood.

After a while, the scenery on the mountaintop finally stabilized.

Shi Jingzhi recognized the familiar surroundings. It was a desolate mountain near Xizhuang.

Amongst the chaotic flesh shackles and the giant snake, two children appeared. One was delicate and lovely, with a tear mole at the corner of their eye. The other looked like a mummified corpse dug out from a grave, thin to the bone, with only a pair of red eyes retaining a glimmer of light.

It was Su Si and Yan Qing.

The giant snake and the flesh shackles both stopped in mid-air.

The young Su Si cooked and shredded fish, feeding it bit by bit to Yan Qing. The latter seemed like a starved ghost, eating rapidly as if trying to choke himself to death. It was winter, yet Yan Qing’s arms were exposed, covered in various bite marks and bruises.

[He didn’t give you any food? I told you. Hide the meat I gave you. Don’t give it to him.] Su Si complained while feeding Yan Qing. [You should let him starve.]

[…That’s my father. I only have my father.] Yan Qing stopped eating and said sullenly.

Su Si gnashed his teeth. Judging by his expression, he really wanted to say, “Your father is not a good person.” However, judging by the scene, this conversation had likely happened between them before. Uttering those words would probably not lead to any good outcome.

[When I leave, won’t you starve?] Su Si sighed and fed Yan Qing a bit more fish. [The food he gave you isn’t even enough to feed a cat.]

Yan Qing immediately stopped eating. He was so thin that his eye sockets appeared sunken, and his pair of red eyes looked particularly frightening. [You’re leaving?]

[I overheard it. A few days ago, someone from the village came and offered to buy me for one or two silver coins, saying they would take me to the city for a good life.]

Su Si sat on a rock, swinging his legs.

[I knew it. My parents still care about me. I eat a lot, and I can find food on my own. It’s normal for them not to care about me. You see, now that there’s a good opportunity, they still remember me and haven’t sent my brothers away.]

Yan Qing loosened his claw-like hand and furrowed his brows like a little adult. [Go to the city for a good life?]

[Yeah, something about the Nanfeng or Beifeng Pavilion. My father told me this morning that as long as I go with them, I’ll have a full meal every day.]

Yan Qing vigorously shook his head. [Don’t go. I heard from Mr. Bai that it’s—it’s not a good place.]

Su Si was stunned for a moment, showing a trace of anger. [Don’t talk nonsense. You must have misheard! Can my father deceive me?]

[I can read! I’ve also seen it before. It’s a job of the lowest class, and it will invite criticism…]

[Then tell me, what is the lowest class, and how does it invite criticism?]

Yan Qing saw his friend getting angry and became anxious, his face turning red. [I-I don’t know, but it’s not good. Books don’t lie.]

[My parents wouldn’t deceive me!] Su Si raised his voice. [You just don’t want me to go, right?]

Yan Qing grabbed Su Si’s clothes and shook his head vigorously, but he didn’t know how to refute him. Seeing Yan Qing about to cry, Su Si calmed down on his own. [When I have a good life, I will definitely come back to see you.]

[Don’t go. I beg you.]

[They’ve already given the money… Listen, I dried a lot of meat on the mountain, enough for you to eat for a year or six months. Eat it secretly. Don’t foolishly give it to your father.]

[I’m begging you.] Yan Qing repeated incessantly.

The two children’s figures suddenly disappeared.

In the next instant, the mountaintop remained the same, but the people had changed—Yan Qing packed a small bundle and followed Su Si firmly, showing signs of transforming into a human-shaped shackle. Su Si, on the other hand, changed into new clothes and walked towards the outskirts with a fat, middle-aged man.

When he saw Yan Qing, he couldn’t help but laugh and cry. [Don’t follow me. If your father finds out you skipped work, he’ll beat you when you go back.]

[I don’t care.] With a middle-aged man watching from the side, Yan Qing closed his eyes cautiously. [If you don’t stay, I’ll follow you until you agree to stay.]

[Don’t make a fuss. We’re going to take a carriage later.]

[I don’t care.]

Yan Qing straightened his small, upright back as if he had gathered all his courage, speaking slowly and deliberately.

[The place you’re going is not a good place. I’m not lying.]

The middle-aged man pulled Su Si and didn’t pay it any mind. [Alright, let’s go. Whatever he does, let him be.]

The small carriage was piled high with mountain goods. Su Si squatted among a pile of dried herbs, looking out towards the outside of the carriage. Yan Qing truly followed behind, stumbling and never stopping. After watching for a while, Su Si seemed unable to bear it and let down the curtain.

“I remember.” Yan Qing sighed beside Shi Jingzhi. “In the end, I couldn’t keep up with him. I can only follow from afar.”

“You followed all the way?” Shi Jingzhi sighed.

“Not exactly.” Yan Qing closed his eyes, and the flesh restraints around him calmed down slightly.

The conflicting scenes eventually favored the inner demon on Su Si’s side. In the next scene, only the young Su Si and the middle-aged man’s corpse remained.

That middle-aged man didn’t successfully bring him out of the mountain.

[You despicable person, how dare you offend Taiheng.] Shi Zhongyu stood with her sword hanging down as blood dripped from its tip. She looked much younger than she was in the Ghost Tomb, still appearing as a young girl. A female disciple, around fourteen or fifteen years old, hid behind her, tears still streaking on her face.

After comforting the female disciple, Shi Zhongyu turned to the frightened Su Si and her tone softened. [Do you know where he was planning to take you?]

Su Si stammered. [H-He… He told my parents he would take me to the Nanfeng Pavilion, where I would eat well.]

Shi Zhongyu patted his head, and her tone showed a hint of reluctance. [Poor child, that’s not a good place.]

Upon hearing this, Su Si’s eyes immediately reddened. He was at a loss but clenched his lips, stubbornly refusing to cry.

In the heart of a child, parents were everything. Yan Qing, who had been beaten until he was barely alive, still dared to hold onto a glimmer of hope. How many children were willing to face the collapse of heaven and earth head-on?

Seeing that he was sensible, Shi Zhongyu’s tone became even gentler. [Your physique is not bad, and your appearance seems to indicate talent. I happen to need a young attendant for my sword. Would you like to accompany me and join Taiheng?]

As the leader of the righteous path, even if it was as secluded as Xizhuang, they still knew about the Taiheng Sect.

Su Si was only seven or eight years old and hadn’t experienced such ups and downs. He stared blankly at the white-clad horses of the Taiheng Sect for a while, his soul seemingly absent. [Is it true? Can I have enough to eat if I join Taiheng?]

Shi Zhongyu chuckled. [Naturally.]

Su Si looked at the blood on Shi Zhongyu’s sword, gathered all his strength, and choked out a question, [C-Can I become one the Greats like Big Sister?]

[As long as you want to.]

Su Si’s three souls and seven spirits finally returned. He wiped his face haphazardly and gained some determination in his eyes. [Uh, yeah. I think I can help Big Sister now! The mountain road is difficult, but I know this place better than anyone else… Big Sister, why did the prestigious Taiheng Sect come to this desolate mountain?]

[To hunt down evil people.] Shi Zhongyu squatted down and draped a warm cloak over him. [Do you have any red-eyed people in your village? They’re not human; they are demons that must be eliminated.]

Although wrapped in a cloak, Su Si became even more stiff. He struggled to maintain a faint smile and put on an obedient look.

[…No.] He sniffled. [I know everyone in the village, and there are no red-eyed people.]

Su Si’s expression twisted. He was just a young boy, and Shi Zhongyu thought it was due to his recent realization of being abandoned by his parents and not being able to control his emotions. She didn’t suspect anything. [I’ll inform my master later and register your name. When we reach the Zhuangzi, I’ll also greet your parents.]

[I…]

[What is it?]

[Big Sister, I can’t go with you.] Su Si’s tone was calm, but tears kept flowing. [I have to take care of my little brother. If I’m not there to watch over him, he’ll starve to death.]

Shi Zhongyu was surprised. [You…]

[I’m going back first.] Su Si stood up.

[You can come with us—]

[No, he’s worried about me. He’s definitely still running on the mountain path.] Su Si said with a trembling voice. [When I grow up and settle him down, I will definitely go to Taiheng and become one of the Greats.]

Shi Zhongyu shook her head. [I understand you’re frightened. Follow me back to the camp for now, and tomorrow I’ll take you back on horseback, so you can return more easily… Wait, why are you running?]

Su Si threw off the warm cloak and rushed into the nearby bushes. The terrain was strange, and with just one run, he left Shi Zhongyu far behind. She had to take care of her junior sister*, so she couldn’t catch up.

*[Shimei] (师妹). Term used to refer to a girl younger than you within the same sect.

Yan Qing had been crawling and scrambling in the mountains for a day and a half, covered in bruises from falls. Just as he propped himself up with a branch, planning to continue forward, Su Si ran back.

[Taiheng is coming to arrest you. I came back using a shortcut and bought some time.]

As soon as he saw Yang Qing, he spoke hoarsely.

[Hide first. I’ll go back and inform the people in the village. They’re afraid of a bad reputation, so they’ll definitely help hide your father… Your father doesn’t have the ghost eyes, so he can hide well. Y-You must hide well.]

Yan Qing’s mind was still focused on helping Su Si escape the ordeal, and this sudden speech left him bewildered. However, seeing that Su Si had returned on his own, he simply hugged him and obediently went into hiding as instructed.

In a place where Su Si couldn’t see, his eyes were red the whole time. When Yan Qing was hidden and there was no one around, Su Si finally let out a sob and cried uncontrollably in the darkness.

In the end, he couldn’t let go of his only friend.

Perhaps the children back then couldn’t perceive it, but as they grew into adults, they became acutely aware—this matter became their inner demon, almost naturally so.

There was a moment when Shi Jingzhi couldn’t bear to turn his head and look at Yan Qing’s expression beside him.

If on that day Su Si had followed Shi Zhongyu, his suffering would have ended forever. With his innate talent as a guarantee, after more than a decade, Su Si’s position in Taiheng would undoubtedly be high.

However, on that day, he turned around and let go of the only thread of hope in his life, rushing towards an endless darkness in the future.

From then on, donning white clothes and wielding a sword, freely roaming the rivers and lakes, became an unattainable dream.


Kinky Thoughts:

Ah, I really love Su Si and Yan Qing…

This chapter is heartbreaking in more ways than one… Because they’re actually not a CP…


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Evil As Humans Ch204

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 204: Fall

Everything was still going according to plan, but the plan itself wasn’t easy.

If there was one thing in Yin Ren’s career as a “wild animal” for over a hundred years had taught him, it was that no matter how formidable he may be, to survive, he must never underestimate any opponent.

Especially when it came to the terrifying visitors from the Other Side with formidable strength.

Yin Ren exerted all his strength to devour Mr. Le, making every effort to replenish his own power. Even though he weakened his perception, the pungency of the toxin still stimulated every nerve in his body.

Indeed, Mr. Le soon realized that something was amiss.

The young cub was consuming more and more, yet it showed no signs of being affected by the toxin. A quarter of Mr. Le’s body that had squeezed into the interstitial space had already disappeared, and his feet had turned into half-broken skeletons. No matter how he trampled, the young creature always narrowly avoided him. If things continued like this, he would gradually be worn down.

The situation was different.

Mr. Le immediately ceased the secretion of the toxin, and the countless feet that were trampling collapsed into dirty foam.

Accompanied by thudding sounds, more foam descended from the Other Side.

Mr. Le’s true form was becoming more squeezed, yet it always evaded Yin Ren. No matter how hard the mass of darkness tried to get closer, Mr. Le managed to keep his body away. At the same time, the surrounding foam became more and more dense, and Mr. Le used his own flesh to build a cage, trapping the dark and fluttering young cub in the center.

The physical-level biological toxin named “Joy” transformed into a spiritual toxin. Since one had no effect, he used the other. The two toxins intersected continuously, always forcing the cub to reveal its true nature.

Mr. Le no longer allowed the cub to touch his body. His enormous true form kept rotating, causing the foam to burst incessantly. With painful convulsions, Mr. Le relentlessly squeezed and wrung the bubbles of his true form.

His body structure was loose and lightweight, so this method was like forcing his body into a meat grinder—indescribably painful. Mr. Le was already weakened for nearly a hundred years. If he continued to destroy himself like this, it would take him a few hundred years to recover.

…But it was worth it, he thought.

They had come all this way, sacrificing so much; a little more wouldn’t matter.

This cunning cub could conceal its identity and single-handedly challenge the flourishing “Disgust”. If they didn’t use all their strength, it would undoubtedly become a scourge in the future.

Dirty bleak joy condensed into thin threads; the biologically manufactured forbidden drug coated with poison of extreme bliss. The thin threads shot out like piano strings, bombarding the mass of darkness from all angles, leaving no blind spots—

The mass of darkness desperately tried to evade, but it was surrounded by Mr. Le’s body. Even if it tried to devour on the spot, it couldn’t quickly find a place of refuge. Several threads pierced through the cub’s body, causing it to tremble a few times before completely collapsing.

Pain.

This sensation filled Yin Ren’s mind completely. Even without sensory perception, the pain still felt like being tortured with a hot knife. His body was instantly pierced, and Yin Ren almost lost consciousness.

After the pain came an almost ecstatic bliss.

Ice and fire intertwined, capable of cracking even the toughest of objects. Yin Ren’s movements stalled for a full second before hundreds of torturous cycles ensued.

Now Yin Ren understood why Mr. Qiu hadn’t used emotional influence in their previous encounter.

Disgust was useful for causing chaos but using it on an enemy was simply inviting discomfort upon oneself. It was different for Mr. Le; even with Yin Ren retaining only a slight awareness, the occasional invading pleasure made him instinctively relax. In a state of relaxed consciousness, Yin Ren could only choose to read the thoughts of Zhong Chengshuo and “blindly strike” with his body.

Let alone the current situation…

Satiated with selfish pleasure, mixed with the euphoria induced by drugs. More emotions were directly injected into his body, and if Yin Ren hadn’t experienced such suffering before, he would have likely perished in this attack.

In the midst of chaos, Yin Ren forced his body to continue evading according to Zhong Chengshuo’s instructions. The piercing threads continued to cut through his body, and even when he successfully moved, more poisonous threads pierced him.

What’s happening outside?

Yin Ren exerted all his strength to devour, desperately avoiding each attack, yet the intense pain and extreme bliss mercilessly twisted his body, and the situation didn’t improve. Gradually, a hint of panic crept into his movements.

That was right… He and Zhong Chengshuo weren’t alone, and Zhong Chengshuo wasn’t an infallible machine either.

Was this a mistake?

Could Zhong Chengshuo have made such a mistake?

In a situation where he couldn’t perceive the outside world, such a predicament was especially terrifying. If it weren’t for centuries of experience keeping him steady, the tremendous pressure would have driven Yin Ren insane. Amidst the deluge of ecstatic euphoria, Yin Ren struggled to maintain a shred of clarity. But the pain was like an anesthetic, dulling his control over his body, and the small wings on his surface trembled uncontrollably.

Why hadn’t Zhong Chengshuo given him a strategy to change the situation? Could it be that this attack also injured him?

The will to survive churned Yin Ren’s thoughts, causing countless ideas to uncontrollably surface. He received signals from the outside through his hair—Huang Jin and Ge Tingting’s mission was going smoothly, and the mortal world’s reinforcement was ready.

Why not go all out and create an opening to escape?

The situation was worse than they had anticipated, and if they escaped now, they could all survive. Why did Zhong Chengshuo not recommend escape?

He had already exerted all his strength just to deal with the current battle… If things continued like this, could the plan really progress?

Yin Ren mentally clenched his teeth and pushed those thoughts deep into the recesses of his mind.

Don’t doubt. Don’t stop your actions. Zhong Chengshuo was his best accomplice; they made an agreement. According to the agreement, he must give it his all.

Sensing Yin Ren’s fear, Zhong Chengshuo gently curled up and lightly bit into the darkness at the corner of his mouth. Yin Ren happened to be pierced by a few threads of euphoric poison, and his thoughts began to falter.

[What are you doing?!] Yin Ren finally couldn’t hold back and mustered the energy to ask.

[Give me all your pain, panic, and fear—don’t leave a single bit.] Zhong Chengshuo commanded during the intervals, his thoughts incredibly clear.

[Brother, I’m reaching my limit. If you lose focus for even a moment, we’re both done for.] With the situation having reached this point, Yin Ren no longer had the strength to conceal his condition. His thoughts were fragmented, and his mental communication became sporadic.

[Give it to me.] Zhong Chengshuo’s thoughts calmly continued. [And then devour my eyes.]

With the situation being so tense, it took Yin Ren a full two seconds to react to that statement. [What?]

[The outside is narrow, the attacks are dense, and my vision can’t keep up.] Zhong Chengshuo’s thoughts instantly imprinted into Yin Ren’s mind. [My eyes haven’t fused with the host. If you devour them, it can help you recover a little.]

Yin Ren attempted to use his rusty thoughts to find the logic, but he couldn’t find it.

[Think again. I’m not at that point yet.] Yin Ren mustered his spirit, attempting to hide his weakness.

[Helping you recover is one aspect, but I can’t change my perception like you can. I can only abandon my organs.] Zhong Chengshuo calmly explained. [I’ve already taken out my eyes, so the situation has improved somewhat.]

[……]

[But I need more darkness, more pain, more of a sense of crisis that can push your instincts to the limit. This pain isn’t enough, far from it.]

[……Why are you…]

His consciousness was like a bird in a torrential rain, causing him to become disoriented. For the first time since the battle began, he didn’t feel like following Zhong Chengshuo’s commands.

Although the battlefield was ever-changing, Yin Ren had never seen anything like Zhong Chengshuo’s sudden mental and physical self-torture.

[Having walked this land for so long, it’s hard to express in thoughts ‘how to swim’. Only when you fall into the water can your body remember that feeling… Yin Ren, a long time ago, I was also a Primordial Elemental of the Other Side. But you transformed from a human and lack the instincts shaped by the Other Side’s environment.]

Yin Ren fell into silence.

[This might be the only thing I can teach you as an Elemental. Next, my commands might completely change.]

Zhong Chengshuo reached out his hand and touched Yin Ren’s body with two moist orbs.

[Do you trust me?]

[…That’s needless to say!] Yin Ren reluctantly pushed back his thoughts.

[Even I feel like it’s a bit risky.] Zhong Chengshuo touched his lover with blood-stained hands.

Smack! A small wing popped out from the top of Zhong Chengshuo’s head and lightly tapped his scalp.

[Why are you still hesitating at this point?!] Yin Ren exclaimed.

In the next instant, Yin Ren fully opened up.

[Just do whatever needs to be done. Later, consume more ‘Joy’ and regenerate your eyes.]

Pain, panic, confusion… darkness.

Their consciousness merged completely, plunging together into the depths of agony.

……

The new tactic worked, and Mr. Le was pleased.

The black cub was being sliced and wounded by the threads, and its movements became slower.

Initially, it would still crash into the wall formed by Mr. Le’s flesh. Whether it was because the compressed flesh was too tough to chew or it had simply run out of strength, the struggles of the cub weakened before his eyes.

Above the flesh prison, a giant foot took shape once again. The infant creature, pierced by countless threads, was barely breathing and unable to make any more movements. Its wings collapsed completely and turned into a soft and lifeless mess, no longer displaying the momentum from when the space was torn apart.

…It’s almost over.

Mr. Le dragged his painfully injured body and let out a long sigh.

Considering the current losses, things were going more smoothly than he had imagined.

This giant foot was more solid than before. It transformed into a foot wearing sturdy shoes, and the heavy sole was directed towards the trembling cub.

[…Why…]

Just as the foot was about to step down, a deeply sorrowful groan came from the cub.

[…It was you who attacked me first and destroyed my head… I was only defending myself at the time…]

[I infiltrated Shian only to gather information, not to be loyal to humans… We’re of the same kind, so why treat me like this… I don’t understand…]

The cub’s questioning carried a hint of despair; its voice was filled with inconsolable sadness.

Mr. Le’s actions came to a halt.

An innocent cub, who had separated from the group early on, was now crying before him. Its death had already been predetermined, and the current situation was brought about by his own hands.

But…

[Even if you want to kill me… let me understand why…] The cub painfully whimpered.

Above the sky, the vortex continued to rotate leisurely, and the pounding sound still persisted. The dirty foam compressed and burst, and Mr. Le fell into silence for a long time.

Another thread pierced through the cub’s body, but this time, it brought not the poison of euphoria, but a memory.

Their thoughts connected closely, and Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo almost simultaneously received the information—

It was a story that borders on a warm fairy tale.

Long ago, the Other Side had its peculiar “day” and “night”. Based on their respective origins, they were called Satisfaction and Fear.

Their origins could be considered the oldest and most primitive emotions of all living beings. For other Primordial Elementals, their scale was like that of a human in comparison to the ocean. Perhaps due to their primordial nature and exaggerated size, they were closer to some kind of inorganic natural phenomenon than ancient life forms.

Regardless of whether they represented relatively powerful emotions like Sorrow and Joy, or more complex and subtle emotions, the smaller Primordial Elementals would eventually be swallowed and annihilated by Fear.

For countless billions of years, the night-like Fear washed over the Other Side. Each time the darkness swept through, it would take hundreds and thousands of lives. Age and strength made no difference; its destruction was impartial and resisted no rebellion. And when Fear subsided, the pure white Satisfaction would silently flow, giving rise to new Primordial Elementals in various emotions.

The ebb and flow, the cycle of life and death.

As time flowed on, with the proliferation of life, countless nerves and brain marrow constructed a broader world of consciousness. The Primordial Elementals swam in the sea of consciousness, living and dying with the “day and night”, and everything was relatively peaceful—there was no reproduction or aging ailments. The Elementals only needed to consume and would perish by devouring each other.

Until the emergence of humans.

Disgust and Love rapidly grew in strength due to the birth of humans. Perhaps because they absorbed too many emotions originating from humans, they possessed more human traits compared to other Primordial Elementals.

Such as “thoughts”.

As the original wise Elemental, “Love” couldn’t tolerate the large-scale randomness of death caused by Fear. It convinced Disgust and Joy, which were of comparable strength, to ultimately discover the secret of Fear—

It was nothing more than an ancient entity, larger than them and with almost no consciousness.

[Kill it, so that no one needs to fear anymore… Having to worry about the end of life every day, such a life is too burdensome. We don’t need this.]

Love proclaimed.

[Moreover, humans reproduce rapidly, providing an enormous quantity of emotions that we cannot consume. ‘Fear’ is merely a calamity of indiscriminate destruction and must be eradicated… It is time to bring an end to this chaos.]

That battle lasted for hundreds of years. Countless Primordial Elementals followed Love and ultimately dealt a severe blow to that ancient and immense Fear—space was torn apart by the clashing forces, and Fear fell into a trap constructed by gaps. Its body was shattered into pieces, and its remnants scattered throughout the Other Side and the present world, immobilized and destined for extinction.

The night would no longer come.

There was no need to worry about death suddenly descending. The lives of the Primordial Elementals have become much more contented. They could plan their lives as they please, and their beloved comrades wouldn’t suddenly disappear. Humans had multiplied and developed rapidly, and food was abundant everywhere. The chaotic Other Side had transformed into a utopia in the truest sense.

[…] Astonished, Yin Ren finished interpreting the memories and turned to Zhong Chengshuo—so, it turned out that the silly and naive rabbit, who could stop a child’s nighttime crying, had a much greater background than he had imagined. It could be considered a walking weapon of mass destruction.

What was even more intriguing was that with all the commotion on the Other Side, he had inadvertently become a younger and more intelligent “Fear”. No wonder Mr. Le had gone to great lengths to kill him. In the eyes of the Other Side, “Fear” could be seen as Death that harvested lives in one fell swoop.

[This is blind destruction of the ecosystem.]

The former “Fear”, who once lacked thoughts, made such a comment. Zhong Chengshuo’s thoughts emitted a faint scholarly dissatisfaction.

[When Love awakened, it coincided with the peak of human civilization’s explosion, generating resources that were indeed sufficient for the Other Side to consume. However, even after global population stabilization, the Other Side still lacked an appropriate ‘death’ mechanism, which will only lead to widespread famine.]

Indeed, Zhong Chengshuo’s speculations were perfectly reproduced in Mr. Le subsequent memories.

When shortages first appeared, Love established many rules, from the allocation of emotions within the groups to the punishment of non-compliant Primordial Elementals by devouring them.

The situation improved for a while, but Satisfaction continued to give birth to new Elementals incessantly, and famine continued to expand. The Primordial Elementals started devouring each other due to hunger, and if this continued, there would be large-scale chaos on the Other Side.

Love couldn’t bear such a tragic situation and shifted its focus to “food crops”—the human realm.

[They only need to descend into madness, and they will double the production of various emotions.]

Love came up with a solution once again.

[Don’t worry, the total number of humans won’t decrease too much. I understand humans—when all humans go insane, it’s as if no humans have gone insane. They will only adjust and establish new orders, which will have no impact on us.]

[We only need to invest a portion of our bodies into the ‘Other Side*’ and guide them… There is no need to worry about the gaps restoring themselves autonomously. As long as someone holds on in the gap, it will not close so easily. Didn’t Fear fall into the gap back then and create many weak points in space?]

*Clarity: Human side. They’re both technically “the other side” depending on the speaker’s perspective.

Like when they dispersed the night, Love’s expression remained gentle and confident.

[You ask who will hold it up? Of course, it will be me.]

[I will break through the space just like Fear did, creating opportunities for all of you. However long you need, I can hold on for that long. Whether it’s a hundred years or a thousand years, you will always succeed… If you need power, you can take my body and exchange it with humans.]

As the hero of the Other Side, Love’s thoughts were incredibly gentle.

[…The greatest responsibility for the current situation lies with me. I will never let our homeland fall into chaos. Please trust me.]

……

After Mr. Le imparted the memories, the cub indeed calmed down.

It must have deeply understood its own fate—given the great price the Other Side had paid, it was impossible to allow this young Death to return and undo all their previous efforts.

By whatever means necessary, they had to reclaim that carefree time—a golden era without Fear, filled with abundant emotions.

The giant foot rose to an unprecedented height and ruthlessly stomped down on the silent youngling.

The might of that foot shook the heavens and earth. Just as Le Mister’s spirits loosened slightly, they tensed up again abruptly.

Something was off about the sensation.

It seemed like the foot had not crushed flesh.

In an instant, countless black threads emerged from the gaps of that foot. They rapidly spread along the giant foot, displaying none of the clumsiness and inexperience from before.

[What…?]

Mr. Le was engulfed by excruciating pain.

The previous cub had only nibbled with its baby teeth, but this devouring undoubtedly came from an even older and more mature Fear. In an instant, the flesh on the giant foot exploded into a fine mist, which was then absorbed almost completely by the spreading darkness.

The threads turned into streams, and the streams turned into an ocean.

That mass of darkness seemed to transform instantly into a strong acid. It surged within the flesh prison constructed by Mr. Le, rapidly corroding the flesh until nothing remained.

He fell into a trap.

…The cub had set him up!

After all, he wasn’t facing the mindless ancient Fear from a thousand years ago, but a more cunning and deadly enemy born from humans. In the blink of an eye, Mr. Le couldn’t react in time, and half of his being turned to ashes.

[Thank you for your information. I understand the cause and effect now… I understand the difficulties you all face.]

As it devoured the gap, the cub’s aura instantly stabilized, no longer resembling its pitiful appearance from earlier.

[Unfortunately, I’m a person who has never had much insight and doesn’t care about grand principles…]

In the narrow interstitial space, darkness spread madly, like the deepest of nights.

[…I only know that I don’t like living in a world of lunatics, and I don’t want my friends to become insane either.]

The cub’s body exploded, and darkness covered the filthy foam that filled the air.

[Hehe.]

In response to Yin Ren, there was a relieved smile.

[As expected of Fear…]

The foam quickly tightened and surged in one direction—

Encasing Luo Chunlei within a cocoon of flesh.

Snap.

The cocoon ruptured, and before Luo Chunlei could even open her eyes, she was instantly enveloped by countless bubbles. The bubbles rapidly merged into her body, like clear water seeping into a dried sponge. When she opened her eyes, the colors within her pupils melded together, revealing a fish-like white.

Completely identical to those filthy bubbles.

The girl died, silently and soundlessly, less substantial than a bubble popping. In her final moments, she was probably still intoxicated by this legendary experience, envisioning a future that no longer existed.

It made sense, after all. Mr. Le, as a great Primordial Elemental, had no reason to be so intimate with a human girl—perhaps he was confident they wouldn’t actively kill her, making her the perfect “escape pod”.

Squeezing his remaining body into a human vessel, was this his preparation for returning to the human world and seeking survival?

Without hesitation, Yin Ren regained consciousness and rushed towards the replaced girl. The external seal was already being taken over by his own allies, Mr. Le… No, Ms. Le could not escape.

He wouldn’t let sentimentality get in the way because of this appearance.

Just as he dealt with Mr. Qiu back then, as long as he captured Mr. Le’s true form, he would let destruction follow its body, chasing it all the way to the Other Side. Now, he was confident he could kill it and devour it completely.

The timing and conditions were perfect; he couldn’t let it escape.

But “Luo Chunlei” merely looked up and smiled at him.

That smile carried a sense of relief and sorrow, looking almost like…

Like a “hero” in the human sense.

In the next moment, “Joy” leaped into the void, soaring straight towards the vortex in the sky. The center of the vortex surged instantly, bursting with countless snow-white and emaciated arms. They gently opened, embracing the girl’s small body. Just by their movements, those arms did their utmost to cradle the girl tenderly in their palms. They closed slowly, resembling human fingers coming together—

Accompanied by a sigh, a chilling and horrifying chewing and devouring sound echoed from the gap.

Occasional scattered bubbles emerged from the gap, quickly disappearing. Meanwhile, the snow-white arms gained some color of blood and rapidly became plump and healthy.

“Joy” vanished at that moment.


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Criminal Psychology Ch245

Author: 长洱 / Chang’er

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 245

Lin Chen’s voice exploded in Huang Ze’s ears, causing him to experience a brief ringing sensation. He even suspected that he was having auditory hallucinations or some kind of mental illness.

Lin Chen actually dared to make such a proposal to let Shen Lian live?

Numerous thoughts surged in Huang Ze’s mind. He wanted to yell and curse at Lin Chen through the earpiece channel.

But he knew that the person sitting on the bench by the window wouldn’t listen to any of his opinions. Even if he yelled, there was no guarantee that both Lin Chen and Shen Lian could hear him.

The channel once again filled with noisy and chaotic dissuasive voices, but Shen Lian’s gentle voice overpowered everything in the next moment.

The woman was indifferent and even said without hesitation, “Why should I watch you turn into a lunatic? What benefit does it bring me?”

The channel instantly fell silent, and everyone felt relieved for the first time because of Shen Lian’s words.

However, “what benefit” was obviously completely different from the wording of “no benefit”.

“You’ve been studying psychotropic drugs your whole life. Don’t you want to see what kind of monster I become when I have an episode?”

Lin Chen shattered their sense of relief with very concise words.

Lin Chen’s voice was gentle, with a hint of charm. His hand slowly enveloped Shen Lian’s tightly held vial, looking into her eyes as he continued, “You’ve been waiting all this time, patiently lurking, never giving up until the last moment. Why are you giving up so quickly now?”

“Give up on what?” Shen Lian countered. “Life has no meaning for me.”

“Is that so?” Lin Chen looked at Shen Lian. “Then why didn’t you die after almost being raped by Chen Jianguo, why didn’t you die after the death of the old beggar, why didn’t you die after being driven away by Duan Wanshan? Why do you have to die now?” Lin Chen slowly pulled out the fine tube from Shen Lian’s hand, though slowly. It was very determined. “Don’t say such things like life has no meaning for you. You are a psychopath. You don’t have such a strong sense of sacrifice. Personal interests are above everything for you. It would be better for you to keep an eye on everything yourself. Are you really sure that after you die, your group can fulfill your wishes?”

Shen Lian suddenly raised her eyes, and a terrifying smile appeared on her face. “What are you saying?”

“I’m saying, if people don’t act for their own sake, heaven and earth will exterminate them.”

Shen Lian’s fingers suddenly loosened, and Lin Chen held the ampoule bottle in his hand.

“Consultant Lin is indeed a skilled negotiator.” The woman changed her posture and crossed her legs. “But how can you guarantee that after you take my medication, I won’t immediately tear up the contract?”

Lin Chen remained close to Shen Lian, but only shook his head, appearing confident. He didn’t continue the conversation with Shen Lian but presented another irresistible benefit. “If you don’t think about it, what will happen when all the patients’ families know about our deal?”

Upon hearing this, Shen Lian’s eyes flickered. “Please clarify, Consultant Lin.”

Lin Chen also crossed his legs as Shen Lian did and said calmly, “Your hands are covered in blood, full of evil deeds. All the victims’ families wish for your death, and you have chosen this path for yourself. However, the police saved you. Aren’t you curious about the public’s reaction when they find out about our deal?”

He pointed his finger towards the commercial square across the building and the crowds gathered there. Looking down from a higher level, one could probably understand what a vast array of beings meant.

The square was filled with people, and most of them would casually glance at the large screen on the high-rise building. Starting from six o’clock sharp, the news anchor on the two-story-tall screen had been broadcasting hourly news. When Shen Lian sat with Lin Chen, she had also seen her name displayed on the screen, and the feeling was truly amazing. The only thing she was slightly dissatisfied with was that so many people below were unaware of the explosive news happening behind them in the heights.

When she thought about it, Shen Lian admitted that she was truly tempted.

The sun had descended further, and the golden-red color had become even deeper and more magnificent, even carrying a sense of grandeur.

Lin Chen’s clear and calm voice sounded in her ear. “They would say that it’s not worth exchanging a criminal’s life with police officers. They would also say that it’s unacceptable for the police to bow down to criminals. They will make moral judgments and evaluate the proposal I made to you. Such evaluations might force me to stand on your side. Don’t you want to see it?”

That voice was clear and pleasant, and Shen Lian greedily looked at the screen. Then she suddenly snapped back to reality, looking at Lin Chen. “Consultant Lin, you really refuse to be at a disadvantage.”

At that moment, Lin Chen had already poured out the liquid from the entire ampoule bottle. There was a small red cut on his finger from snatching the glass bottle. He gazed at the crowd in the distance, gently swaying the small bottle on his finger. For a moment, the bottle balanced perfectly on his finger.

“That’s the kind of contract it is,” Lin Chen said. “I take the medication, and you stay alive, going into detention. I guarantee that you can see the latest updates on all events every day. If you die, you won’t see anything.”

……

In that instant, Huang Ze felt as if he had become Shen Lian. Lin Chen’s words were enticing, both in tone and content.

But he immediately snapped out of it, becoming extremely flustered. His palms were sweating, and a chilling sensation filled his muscles.

He took two steps back, then lowered his footsteps and walked to the other corner, afraid that Shen Lian would agree to the insane agreement with Lin Chen one second too late. He breathed heavily into the earpiece. “Xing Conglian!”

Then he realized that Xing Conglian had remained silent from the moment Lin Chen made that proposal, and the channel was dead silent.

Just then, a high-frequency noise splattered through the earpiece, causing everyone to gasp in cold air.

Soon after, Shen Lian’s gentle voice came through, “Hello, hello, sorry, I’m not very good at using this.”

A woman in black clothes, wearing an earpiece, asked with a smiling face. “Hey, what do you all think of Lin Chen’s proposal?”

She crossed her legs, displaying a victorious posture.

“You have three seconds left to save him,” the woman said.

Huang Ze clenched his back teeth tightly, almost biting them off.

“Three…”

Shen Lian’s voice carried a bright smile.

“Two… Hey, why is no one speaking up?”

Huang Ze clenched his fist and looked in the direction where the two were. He took a deep breath and was about to shout, ignoring everything.

At that moment, Lin Chen spoke up. “They won’t refute the decision I’ve made.”

“Oh, how cowardly. Sacrifice yourself and make millions of families happy. Tsk tsk.” Shen Lian pursed her lips. “But honestly, Lin Chen, your proposal is really intriguing. It’s indeed better to stay alive than to die, allowing me to easily manipulate all of you in the palm of my hand! But do you know why any negotiation expert would say never to compromise with terrorists? It’s because they easily take advantage. For example, right now, if I want your entire team to take the poison, otherwise, I’ll commit suicide, do you think they would agree?”

“Shen Lian.” Lin Chen elongated his tone. “Maintaining balance is the key to continuing the game. You do have value, but not that much value.”

Shen Lian raised an eyebrow. “I’m a psychopathic killer. I don’t know the meaning of boundaries!”

Lin Chen raised his hand again, calmly informing Shen Lian. “Now, as soon as I let go, you will be immediately shot, and your head will explode. Your brain matter will flow out, and you will quickly lose your life. But in that final moment before death, you will deeply regret not agreeing to my proposal.”

Shen Lian turned her head. She didn’t expect the person who had seemed somewhat compromising a second ago to suddenly become so ruthless. Lin Chen’s demeanor remained gentle and calm, but his pitch-black pupils were filled with an icy coldness.

“Okay, okay,” Shen Lian raised her hand with a smile and slapped it against Lin Chen’s, readily saying, “One!”

……

Xing Conglian had been staring at Lin Chen’s raised hand, not paying much attention to the expression on his face.

Lin Chen’s wrist was slender, and his fingers appeared slightly long and delicate. The sunset passing through his fingers had a perverse and strange beauty.

If that hand were to come down, he would not hesitate to pull the trigger. But throughout the entire time, that moment never occurred.

He saw Shen Lian and Lin Chen slap their hands together, saw Shen Lian start rummaging through her bag, and saw Lin Chen’s gaze deepen as he looked at him.

The earpiece was still on Shen Lian’s ear, so Lin Chen wouldn’t hear anything he said at the moment.

During this silent time, Xing Conglian had even prepared a long string of confessions. He wanted to tell Shen Lian through the entire channel that Lin Chen was his lover. He would say that he didn’t want his lover to lose control, that he himself had more value, and that he could take Lin Chen’s place. This was what any romantic or heroic person would do.

But those words only ran through his mind once before being decisively rejected. Reason was clear, telling him that he couldn’t do it.

In fact, he could completely follow Huang Ze’s advice and pull the trigger, killing Shen Lian. But his reasoning was clear, telling him that he still couldn’t do it.

Therefore, at this moment, he could only watch helplessly as Shen Lian took out a small vial containing pure white powder from her bag.

In the instant he saw the medication, all of Lin Chen’s expressions froze. It was only at that moment that Xing Conglian was very clear that Lin Chen didn’t have complete confidence in what was about to happen, and he was also afraid.

But in the next moment, Lin Chen completely restrained all emotions, as if fear or any similar emotion had never existed within him. He extended his arm, placing it in front of Shen Lian, and pleaded, “Please control the dosage. If I die, no one will uphold the agreement with you.”

There was only a smile on Shen Lian’s lips. She opened the ampoule and sucked the liquid into the syringe, injecting it into the vial of pentobarbital. Then she slowly drew out the mixed liquid, and finally shook the syringe.

Shen Lian said, “You seem very confident, but I won’t show you any mercy. If you haven’t found a solution before we finish researching, this liquid might turn you into a lunatic for the rest of your life. Or maybe it won’t take effect quickly, but it will make you restless, not knowing when it will strike.”

“I know,” Lin Chen said. “Please do as you wish, according to your preferences.”

A small amount of the transparent liquid splashed out from the needle. Lin Chen gazed at the medication, and in the next moment, the needle harshly punctured his vein. Even Lin Chen himself trembled with pain.

Shen Lian slowly pushed the plunger with her hand, her excited voice echoing in everyone’s ears through the channel.

“Consultant Lin, how noble you are. But don’t you think your spirit of sacrifice will make others feel embarrassed?”

Lin Chen looked at Shen Lian and replied, “First of all, it’s not noble. Nobility refers to being far beyond ordinary people. But in reality, whether it’s inside this communication channel, this building, or even the entire planet, most ordinary people sitting next to you would be willing to make the same choice as me, to fight for a glimmer of hope for others.”

Two-thirds of the liquid in the syringe had already been pushed in.

Shen Lian shook her head with a smile. “I don’t even know where your confidence in human nature comes from.”

“It’s not confidence, but determination,” Lin Chen said. “It’s the determination of people like us to defeat people like you.”

Lin Chen’s voice wasn’t loud, and it even sounded somewhat distant to Xing Conglian. The strong wind suddenly howled in the high altitude, relentlessly pounding against the window frames.

But in that moment, Xing Conglian felt that all sounds had disappeared and all distances had turned into nothingness. Even his previous anger and helplessness seemed to fade away completely because this was probably the most powerless but proudest moment of his life.

……

Lin Chen sat on the bench, and the last rays of sunlight vanished into the outskirts of the city.

It wasn’t until Shen Lian abruptly pulled out the needle that he realized the transaction had been completed. The plunger had been pushed quickly, but he hadn’t felt any pain from beginning to end.

It was very quiet around him, and the city in the distance exuded a beautiful sense of haze. The only regret he had now was that he had listened to Shen Lian’s arrangement to remove the earpiece. At such a moment, he really wanted to sit here with Xing Conglian and say something.

He wanted to say that he was starting to panic about what he would become, that he loved him, that he was grateful, and that in that brief moment just now, Xing Conglian had shown him more respect for his personality and for his life-and-death choices than anything else.

He looked at the tall building in the distance and nodded gently.

Thank you, really, thank you very much.


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Criminal Psychology Ch244

Author: 长洱 / Chang’er

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 244

The black high heels stepped out of the elevator into the brightly lit corridor.

Bright floor tiles, bright sunset, bright floor-to-ceiling skylight.

The waltz on the square had reached such a height that it was difficult to discern the complete melody. However, the saccharine tune became even sweeter due to the playful wind, evoking memories of things like syrup on a child’s lips, cherry blossoms falling from branches in spring, and the graceful curves of a woman’s legs.

Their meeting seemed ordinary, without any tension in the air.

Lin Chen stood with his hands in his pockets, stopping at the corner. Someone happened to walk past the corner and stopped in their tracks.

“Miss Shen Lian, hello,” Lin Chen said calmly.

There were more than twenty tiles between them. The woman standing opposite him had a serene expression. When she saw him, there was neither a smile nor anger on her face; she appeared like a ghost.

However, in that moment, Lin Chen was keenly aware that she didn’t belong to this civilized society. She was a hybrid created by evil and abhorrence, with no regard for human life.

But Lin Chen also understood that Shen Lian’s current attitude was just her own, and it didn’t affect the stability of the sniper rifle aimed at her. This gave him time to carefully assess his opponent.

Shen Lian had fair skin, slightly wide-set eyes, and delicately arched eyebrows that exuded a gentle and faint sense. She wore a black dress, and her jet-black hair cascaded lightly over her shoulders. Her hand, adorned with black leather gloves, lightly held a black bag, and the pointed tips of her black high heels firmly pressed against the line dividing the floor tiles. Despite being on the run, she appeared unruffled, as if she was attending a banquet rather than about to kill. Of course, for someone like Shen Lian, killing was more exhilarating than attending a banquet.

Shen Lian remained silent. Her gaze was gentle, her feathery lashes flickering, as if piercing through him and aiming at the void behind him. Of course, what was behind him wasn’t emptiness but a door.

In the next moment, Shen Lian continued to move forward. The tips of her high heels lightly tapped the ground, followed by her heels landing elegantly, as graceful as a swan. Only death could make her stop.

At that moment, a red light broke through the air and pierced Shen Lian’s chest.

Shen Lian lowered her head slowly, and her footsteps momentarily paused.

Lin Chen realized that there were still 12 tiles between him and Shen Lian.

The communication channel was filled with intense inquiries, and the footsteps approaching from a distance grew more frequent. It would take less than 10 seconds for the elite team that had emerged from the corner to successfully capture or kill Shen Lian. Everything would go smoothly and simply, and they would soon be able to go home.

Shen Lian lifted her bag, lightly resting her hand on the clasp. It was a subtle movement that typically indicated she was about to draw a weapon.

Even though victory was within sight, Lin Chen suddenly reevaluated Shen Lian’s attire and felt a chilling sensation.

He seemed to see a chess game at its most exquisite moment, with the crucial black piece about to reach her position.

He raised his hand abruptly.

Time stood still in that instant.

……

Over 400 meters above, the wind was unpredictable.

Xing Conglian was crouched on a makeshift desk, and due to Lin Chen’s simple gesture, his earpiece was filled with a flurry of tense inquiries.

“What is Lin Chen doing? Why did he suddenly abandon the operation?” Huang Ze exclaimed.

The deputy team leader said, “Xing Conglian, do you have confidence in this?”

The strong wind cut across his face like a knife, and Xing Conglian’s fingers remained on the trigger. Through his scope, he only saw Shen Lian’s figure, but he was well aware that, a kilometer away, the person standing in front of Shen Lian was someone else.

Xing Conglian slightly tilted his head and uttered four words to everyone on the communication channel:

“Stay calm. Don’t panic.”

……

Time lasted only for a few brief seconds.

Shen Lian’s action of placing her hand on the clasp was incredibly delicate, but it flooded Lin Chen’s mind with countless thoughts.

Shen Lian looked beautiful today. A psychologically disturbed person who wanted to die in a beautiful way in her final moments—no problem with that.

But the dress she wore was too conspicuous.

Being overly conspicuous indicated that Shen Lian wasn’t afraid of being discovered. Of course, she held the medicine with confidence and without fear, and that was also not a problem.

However, the problem was that just a moment ago, in the instant when she knew the sniper rifle was aimed at her, Shen Lian acted without hesitation.

She even wanted to open the bag, making a dangerous move that anyone would have shot her without hesitation upon seeing it.

This indicated that Shen Lian was seeking death.

Shen Lian wanted to die at the hands of the police. Why?

Lin Chen realized that he didn’t know the answer. An uncontrollable chill ran down his spine.

……

Shen Lian’s footsteps came to a halt.

She lowered her head slightly, but there was no blood splatter, as she had expected. She could still see everything with her eyes, indicating that she hadn’t been shot in the head and was still alive.

Her hand rested on the clasp of her bag, and with her peripheral vision, she saw the reflection of the gun barrel behind her. She lifted her head again, finally focusing her gaze on the person in front of her.

It must be said that the sunlight was just right today, casting a calm and natural glow on the young face bathed in the evening sun, radiating with the vitality of life.

That was Lin Chen, and it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to describe him as someone whose name was well-known and heard everywhere.

This made Shen Lian squint her eyes slightly, and she couldn’t help but take a deep breath of the surrounding air.

In fact, after Lin Chen had pondered so much, it was now her turn to think about many things. In the end, all she did was nod in acknowledgment to him.

“How does it feel to be alive?”

Suddenly, she heard him ask such a question.

Shen Lian recalled someone once saying that Lin Chen always asked questions that made you really want to answer them. Even if you sewed your mouth shut with a needle and avoided any eye contact with him, he could still guess this or that, making him incredibly difficult to guard against. He was truly annoying.

So it was practically a golden rule not to say anything to Lin Chen.

Shen Lian continued forward, taking two steps, and the number of tiles between her and Lin Chen was reduced to 10.

……

Xing Conglian remained motionless, as if he had returned to a moment in the Dana Rainforest.

In his mind, he could vividly recall the scene when his heart pounded explosively upon seeing Lin Chen through the scope. But now, his heartbeat was no longer racing, but rather calm.

“Wang Chao,” Xing Conglian whispered.

The communication channels, intricately connected like a spiderweb, instantly filled with the anxious and helpless voices of the young teenager. “Boss, there’s a riot at Yongchuan University in the third cafeteria. It’s said that students got into a fight over queuing issues, and the situation on-site is quite severe. Mr. Su was dining in the cafeteria at the time!”

Xing Conglian’s breath hitched, but he didn’t say anything. The communication channels erupted in an instant.

Those who could speak now were the ones who had the authority to act.

“Shen Lian is here. Why is there a riot at Yongchuan?” someone asked in the channel.

“Could Zhourui’s drugs not only target the middle-aged and elderly? What’s going on? Shen Lian has an accomplice, and there are others poisoned at Yongchuan University?”

“Wait, let’s clarify first. Is the riot at Yongchuan University really related to Shen Lian?”

The questions kept coming, creating a noisy and chaotic atmosphere. Xing Conglian knew very well that these voices would reach Lin Chen’s ears as they were, and all the pressure would fall directly on his shoulders.

The distance between Shen Lian and Lin Chen was getting shorter.

Someone else spoke up, saying, “Captain, the distance between Shen Lian and Consultant Lin is too close. Consultant Lin might be in danger.”

Huang Ze shouted, “Xing Conglian!”

……

Of course, Lin Chen could hear those voices in the channel.

He heard many people’s subconscious questions, the warnings about his safety, and even the nervousness in Huang Ze’s voice when he called out Xing Conglian’s name.

But in the end, those voices became completely unimportant because Xing Conglian said two words: Trust me.

Although the tension was overwhelming now, and the woman in front of him was like a puzzle, and the time he had to solve it was incredibly short, Lin Chen suddenly felt relaxed and serene because of those two words from Xing Conglian.

With one hand in his pocket, his other hand remained suspended in the air, not coming down. He didn’t speak; he was waiting for Shen Lian to speak.

Finally, Shen Lian stood still in a position five tiles away from him and spoke up.

“Consultant Lin, what are you doing here?” Her tone was different from what Lin Chen had imagined. It was surprisingly… very straightforward.

“I’m waiting for you,” Lin Chen replied.

“Why are you waiting for me?” Shen Lian asked in return.

“I have a question I want to ask you.”

“Have you watched too many movies?” Shen Lian asked curiously. “Do all the villains have to candidly express their thoughts and feelings before they die? Why should I answer your question?”

However, Lin Chen wasn’t angered by Shen Lian’s frank words. He shook his head slightly and told her, “Actually, this is a normal psychological phenomenon. People always like to show off, especially the side that has the advantage. In the end, they can’t help but boast in front of their opponents. After all, time is running out.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Lian looked down at the red dot on her chest, then turned to look at the guns pointed at her. She said, “So, Consultant Lin, what do you want to boast about?”

Lin Chen shook his head again. “The one who has the advantage right now is clearly you. I’m standing here just to listen to you speak.”

Lin Chen’s voice was calm and gentle, and Shen Lian suddenly smiled. In that moment, she looked like the dealer who had finally revealed her winning hand in a gamble, overwhelmingly dazzling.

Tilting her head slightly, Shen Lian looked around as if by chance she spotted a bench by the floor-to-ceiling window.

She said, “I think you have bad manners. Why don’t you invite me over to sit?”

Lin Chen nodded. “I apologize for my rudeness.”

He finished speaking and made a gesture of invitation, slightly bowing and pointing to the wooden bench Shen Lian had looked at earlier.

The evening sunlight bathed the wooden chair in a brilliant glow, with a potted flower nearby, reminding people of many words associated with flames.

Shen Lian walked over slowly, sat down at one end of the bench, and elegantly placed her handbag by her side. Then she patted the empty space next to her.

It meant: Come and sit with me.

In Lin Chen’s earpiece channel, there were, as expected, voices of dissuasion, and some suggested restraining Shen Lian. The following team members could clear Shen Lian’s handbag in a matter of seconds, rendering it harmless. These were all things they had prepared in advance.

Lin Chen glanced at the woman’s back on the bench, sighed almost imperceptibly, and then walked over and sat down obediently.

“Aren’t they annoying?” Shen Lian pointed to the device in his ear and asked bluntly.

“They can be,” Lin Chen replied.

“Then take it off.”

Looking at Shen Lian’s lustrous black hair, Lin Chen earnestly said, “Even if I take it off, they can still hear it. There are also bugs under the chair you’re sitting on, so if we want to keep our conversation private, we need to do a lot of work.”

“Why are you so troublesome?” Shen Lian said. “If they hear it, they hear it. It’s not a big deal.”

Lin Chen didn’t say anything more. Like an officer surrendering his weapon to a criminal, he took out the transparent and tiny earpiece and placed it on the wooden board between them.

Shen Lian didn’t spare another glance at the item. In the next moment, she opened her handbag with swift and forceful movements, sounding like a warrior drawing her sword. The sound reverberated through the quiet corridor.

Shen Lian unexpectedly glanced at the heavily armed SWAT team at the far end of the corridor, then looked at her own chest. She was still alive.

All these actions were captured by Lin Chen’s eyes. The opening of the bag revealed a gap, and he peered inside, seeing vials emitting a cold gleam. Even though he couldn’t hear any sound from the channel now, he was certain that Xing Conglian must be ordering all departments to remain calm.

“What’s the matter, Miss Shen?” Lin Chen asked with concern.

Shen Lian brushed away the nonexistent dust from her chest and said, “Consultant Lin, you’re putting yourself in a passive position. Now that I know you won’t kill me, I can rush through that door and kill everyone in this building!” Shen Lian raised her voice, her eyebrows furrowing in anger, and she appeared extremely fierce.

Lin Chen remained unresponsive, breathing steadily and maintaining a calm gaze as he looked into Shen Lian’s eyes.

In the next moment, Shen Lian burst into laughter, a wildly crazy laughter that shook the heavens, exuding a sense of unrestrained freedom, like a true madwoman.

Shen Lian laughed for a long time, during which she patted Lin Chen’s back twice heavily. While laughing, she shouted, “Hahaha, you’re great! I really like you!” When someone like Shen Lian said she liked someone, it definitely wasn’t a good thing. In the meantime, the woman pulled out a dozen vials from the opened bag and placed them on the bench with a resounding thud. She cheerfully said, “Let me treat you to a drink!”

…..

Those things were tiny needles encapsulated in transparent vials, each containing about 10 ml.

In the hospital, when getting an injection, the nurse would take out one vial, break the slender glass bottle neck by hand, draw the liquid with a disposable syringe, mix it with powdered medication, and then inject it into the patient. It was roughly something like that.

Under the evening sun, the liquid inside the small vials shimmered with a touch of golden hue. Looking through Xing Conglian’s scope, the liquid in those twelve vials emitted a deadly gleam.

Shen Lian picked up one vial, pressed her thumb against the narrow neck of the vial, and with a crisp sound, skillfully broke it open.

Xing Conglian’s heart rate finally uncontrollably sped up, as he saw Shen Lian handing the vial to Lin Chen.

Although Lin Chen had removed his earpiece, he could still clearly hear his calm and distinct voice.

Lin Chen asked, “Is this for me? What is it?”

“Glucose,” Shen Lian’s tone carried a hint of sweetness.

Everyone knew that what a killer carried with them couldn’t possibly be glucose. Urgent voices resounded in Xing Conglian’s earpiece channel once again.

In his current position, he could choose to pull the trigger directly, but at that moment, he saw Lin Chen look up and deliberately cast a deep glance in his direction.

Lin Chen’s gentle yet affectionate gaze made Xing Conglian’s finger stiffen like never before.

He watched as Lin Chen unhesitatingly took the vial and was about to drink from it. However, Shen Lian interrupted him and asked, “Have you ever played Russian roulette?”

Lin Chen paused for a moment and answered, “No.”

“It’s a life-or-death game. Each person points a gun at their own head, and there’s only one bullet inside. Whoever gets shot dies.” Shen Lian pointed at the twelve vials between her and Lin Chen and said, “Here, there are twelve vials, but only one of them contains a potion that can turn a person into a beast.”

Shen Lian’s voice caused all the listeners on the channel to involuntarily gasp for breath.

Then came Lin Chen’s voice.

He said, “Okay.”

“Lin Chen, have you gone crazy? Don’t you care about your life anymore!”

Huang Ze stepped out of the office door and blurted out.

However, once the words were spoken, the communication channel fell silent, and regret followed in the next second.

At this moment, Wang Chao spoke up. “Lao Huang, we all care about A’Chen Gege’s safety. Now is not the time for you to be stubborn.” The young man’s voice sounded very nervous, and there weren’t many things that could make Wang Chao nervous. “There has been an attack in Meichuan City, which is very close to Yongchuan… The scene is… extremely horrifying…”

The entire communication channel fell into a complete vacuum, as if it were a void universe devoid of sound.

Huang Ze clenched his fist, allowing himself to slowly recover from the moment when he was soaked with cold water. He finally realized why Lin Chen had to agree to Shen Lian. This woman seemed unarmed and posed no threat at all, but she held the most crucial and deadly thing—the lives of many ordinary people.

Among these people, Lin Chen’s teacher happened to be included.

Upon hearing Lin Chen’s prompt acceptance, Shen Lian nodded. She casually took out a vial, broke the bottle neck, pressed her thumb and index finger together, lightly holding the vial, and said, “Cheers?”

“Cheers.”

Under the evening sun, the two slender vials touched each other, emitting a soft sound of “ding”.

……

“Why are you so compliant?”

Even though he knew it might be a dangerous substance, Lin Chen swallowed the potion without hesitation, which Shen Lian couldn’t understand.

“Because I have a teacher.” Lin Chen tilted his head slightly and looked at Shen Lian.

Speaking of which, Lin Chen’s eyes weren’t particularly attractive, but his pupils were very dark. In that instant, Shen Lian inexplicably felt a chilling sensation, as if her entire thoughts were being read.

However, Lin Chen quickly averted his gaze, looking towards the distant sky, and said, “My parents passed away, and I don’t have any older relatives. But there isn’t any overly tragic story behind it; it’s just a normal case of death from illness. My teacher, who was also my mentor during university, is someone who can be described as having excessive sympathy. Perhaps because he himself hasn’t enjoyed the joys of having children and family, he treats every student as his own child.”

“Why should I listen to you talk about this?” Shen Lian asked.

“Because my time may be running out,” Lin Chen replied. In the midst of speaking, he casually took out another vial from the remaining ten, lightly tapped it against the empty vial in Shen Lian’s hand, and quickly consumed the liquid inside with one gulp. This caused Shen Lian’s fingers to twitch involuntarily, but she quickly suppressed it.

Lin Chen seemed oblivious to this and continued, “That’s how my teacher is, and his wife is even more terrifying. She is the gentlest woman I have ever seen in my life, still very youthful at sixty-something, and she loves everything pink. She enjoys cooking, gardening, taking care of the weak, and watching us read and hold meetings in her study, where she prepares tea and is pleased when we praise her for her ingenuity.”

“That sounds scary,” Shen Lian said as she finally took out a vial, broke the bottle neck, and drank the liquid in one go.

Then, Lin Chen calmly picked up a small vial but didn’t immediately break the bottle neck.

“What’s wrong?”

“Now, my teacher lies on a hospital bed with an uncertain fate because of your medication. Before I met you, his wife cried and asked me what was going on,” Lin Chen lowered his head and chuckled self-mockingly. “I thought I knew what was going on, but now… ‘I don’t know’.”

“What do you want?” Shen Lian asked.

“Answer me one question, and then I’ll continue playing your game.” Lin Chen didn’t wait for her consent but immediately followed up. “Is there a corresponding antidote for the drug you developed?”

Shen Lian didn’t expect Lin Chen to be so direct. “You went on and on with all the preamble, but in the end, you ask this?” Shen Lian laughed. “You know I won’t give you the answer.”

Lin Chen smiled and revealed a meaningful smile. He broke the glass neck and raised his cup to her. “Thank you, I already know the answer.”

Lin Chen’s confident smile left Shen Lian speechless. She suddenly felt that sitting down and talking with Lin Chen was a mistake.

The next moment, Lin Chen unexpectedly took out two new vials at once, broke the bottle necks recklessly, and was about to drink them in one gulp.

Shen Lian glared at him and also took out two vials. “Why are you so greedy?”

In an instant, there were only three vials left in the box.

……

In front of the surveillance screen, Wang Chao’s heart was pounding. There were originally twelve vials, but by the time he realized it, only three were left.

It seemed that A’Chen Gege and Shen Lian hadn’t gone mad, indicating that the poisonous vial mentioned by Shen Lian should be among the last three ampoules.

He was panting heavily and couldn’t even utter words like “What should we do?” or “Boss, save A’Chen Gege.”

He turned around and saw the chemist in the laboratory glancing at the screen and then engrossed in some calculations.

“Why aren’t you nervous at all?” Wang Chao asked.

“Do you have Shen Lian’s medical records?” At that moment, Mr. Xiao Zhan suddenly looked up and asked him.

……

By the floor-to-ceiling window, Lin Chen opened two vials at once, like a generous drinker, and decisively finished both vials in one go.

The two glass vials fell to the marble floor with a loud crash, shattering into fragments.

In the midst of speaking, he was about to reach for another vial on the chair, but Shen Lian couldn’t hold back anymore and slapped his hand away.

Lin Chen looked at Shen Lian and asked, “What? Is there something wrong?”

“Don’t you understand ‘ladies first’? Are you trying to die first?” Shen Lian blurted out.

Lin Chen lowered his brows and looked at the vial of liquid by his side as if he was looking at his lover. He asked, “Didn’t you say that one of them will cause madness?”

“You’re courting death,” Shen Lian said.

Lin Chen didn’t delve further into it but instead made a polite gesture.

Shen Lian took out two vials, but she said to Lin Chen, “You took one less just now. This is for fairness. The last vial is yours.”

……

Shen Lian’s actions were blatantly obvious. It was equivalent to saying that the last vial was the poison, and all her talk about it being a similar neurotoxic drug was a complete lie. This was a deadly poison, and he should drink it.

In the high altitude, the voice urging him to shoot once again filled Xing Conglian’s ears. The voice came from Huang Ze.

“Why aren’t you taking action, Xing Conglian?”

“Just wait a little longer.” After saying that, he extended his hand, lowered the volume of his earpiece, and continued to calmly observe what was happening in the distance.

……

Shen Lian opened the third-to-last vial and drank it all in one breath.

“You asked me a question earlier, and I have a question as well. I’ve been curious, and if you answer truthfully, you can use one of the vials in your hand and exchange it for another one,” Shen Lian said.

“That’s too cheap for me,” Lin Chen said.

Shen Lian seemed reluctant to argue with him and asked directly, “The police officers outside my house that night—were they really there to arrest me?”

“Yes,” Lin Chen added slowly, “Your company probably found out that we had located you, and that’s why they connected the dots and found you. Before that, you had been hiding perfectly.”

Shen Lian quickly finished the vial in her hand and sneered, “Where exactly are my flaws?”

The setting sun in the distance resembled blood as Lin Chen uttered words, “Duan Wanshan.”

Shen Lian suddenly raised her voice. “He’s back?”

Lin Chen abruptly stopped speaking, picked up the last vial from the bench, and didn’t answer.

Shen Lian bit her lip suddenly. Just hearing that name made her engage in intense contemplation. “No, it’s impossible. He can’t be back. It’s been too short a time, and you couldn’t have contacted him so quickly in such a short time. So why were you able to quickly eliminate Duan Wanshan as a murder suspect?!”

Among the entire communication channel and the entire territory of China, there were only three people who knew the answer.

Lin Chen was contemplating.

Xing Conglian remained silent.

Even Wang Chao seemed to have a premonition, and his nerves were so tense that he couldn’t even breathe.

At this moment, everyone finally heard Lin Chen’s answer. He said, “Because he’s my friend.”

Shen Lian forcefully broke the vial, seemingly taken aback by this answer. She angrily retorted, “So what?”

“I have good judgment of character, and I’ve always believed in my friends. Therefore, he wouldn’t kill Tan Kang over an academic dispute.”

There was a brief moment of silence, lasting about two or three seconds.

Suddenly, Shen Lian burst into mad laughter, her laughter resounding through the air, to the point where she couldn’t even stand up straight. “Hahaha, what did you just say?”

Shen Lian found Lin Chen’s words extremely amusing. She couldn’t believe the current situation she found herself in. It was all because someone was Duan Wanshan’s friend and had great faith in him?

……

Shen Lian’s laughter didn’t bring any relief to the police officers inside and outside the building. Her piercing and resolute voice was filled with a murderous intent.

At that moment, a voice suddenly came through the channel, overpowering Shen Lian’s laughter.

Xiao Zhan had taken Wang Chao’s earpiece at some point and shouted into the microphone, “Shen Lian is attempting suicide! We can’t let her drink the last vial!”

However, communication channels naturally had a propagation delay, not to mention the interval between human thought and giving orders.

In the footage, Shen Lian had already lifted the tiny vial to her lips, her fair and slender wrist shining like jade. There was a hint of anger and relief in her eyes.

But all the police officers who heard those words fell into a momentary daze. Even if Xing Conglian gave the order now, he couldn’t stop her in time.

Lin Chen didn’t have an earpiece, so they couldn’t transmit the message to him in such a short amount of time. Everything seemed to be too late.

Suddenly, a hand appeared from below and swiftly grasped Shen Lian’s wrist.

Shen Lian was startled, and after two seconds, she realized that her wrist was tightly held. The hand was fair and symmetrical, with calluses between the knuckles that indicated long hours of writing, making it look robust and powerful.

The last vial in Lin Chen’s hand had fallen to the ground at some point, and the liquid mixed with broken glass flowed on the marble floor.

“A’Chen Gege!” Wang Chao couldn’t help but shout at the sight of the hand that suddenly prevented Shen Lian.

The young man’s voice filled the channel and brought everyone back to their senses.

It was only then that they realized that even in a critical moment, Xing Conglian didn’t pull the trigger.

……

Shen Lian’s gaze shifted slightly downward and fell upon the person’s face, finally recognizing who had stopped her at the last moment.

Who else could it be? At this critical juncture, only Lin Chen could react in time.

Lin Chen’s eyelashes were long and trembled slightly in the sunset. Then his eyebrows lifted slightly as he gazed at her.

In that instant, Lin Chen resembled the kind of white-shirted senior in university who attracted female students the most—clean and neat, but with certain moments that could make one’s heart skip a beat.

Shen Lian stared at Lin Chen for a long time. It was also the first time she had carefully observed him.

“Why?” Shen Lian asked.

“Because I don’t believe that you would allow yourself to become a crazed lunatic. So unless you were certain which vial among those twelve contains the poison, I wouldn’t risk playing this game with you,” Lin Chen said with a resolute tone, just like when he said, “I believe my friend wouldn’t kill.”

This made Shen Lian laugh coldly. “But how does that relate to you sabotaging my game now?”

“Because you’ve been deceiving me from the beginning,” Lin Chen said. “Since you’ve been deceiving me, I can only rely on hypothesis testing to deduce the true intention behind you coming all this way to play this game with me. Speaking of which, the intentions hidden behind complex actions are often very simple.” Lin Chen paused and continued, “We studied the formation of concepts and reasoning in psychology class during college. It happened to be a very cold day, so we were all studying at my teacher’s house, and we learned it very well.”

Lin Chen stared deeply at Shen Lian, who felt her hidden thoughts being exposed once again, causing an indescribable discomfort in her heart.

But Lin Chen didn’t give her a chance to speak. He slowly began, “When we drank the first two vials, I took the initiative to randomly select the third one. You had the impulse to stop me in that instant, but you held back. You see, instinctive reactions are always faster than thoughts.” Lin Chen continued, “If one of the twelve vials is poisonous, you must ensure that I drink the poison. But I didn’t follow the rules of the game, where you choose one and I choose one to drink. My assumption broke the pattern of your game. Therefore, based on this analysis, ‘Hypothesis One: Why did you want to stop me in that instant?’ You couldn’t possibly be genuinely worried that I would drink the poison, right?”

Shen Lian pursed her lips and refused to answer.

“In fact, in the process of reasoning, it always requires two factors: ‘because’ and ‘therefore.’ Because of Hypothesis One, I need to reanalyze the true purpose of this game, which leads to the derived Hypothesis Two. This is actually a very simple question, like two three-year-old children eating candy. There are a total of twelve candies, with one of them being milk-flavored, while the rest are tasteless. The more candies I eat, the higher the chance of getting the milk-flavored one, and you would stop me because the more I eat, the fewer chances you have to get the milk-flavored one. The same logic applies to the vials. So, the answer to Hypothesis Two is ‘quantity,'” Lin Chen said to Shen Lian. “By the way, I didn’t have this medical knowledge originally, but I almost died from penicillin desensitization, which made me realize the importance of dosage.”

……

Lin Chen’s voice transmitted through the earpiece lying on the bench, slowly reaching Xing Conglian’s ears. Through the scope, Lin Chen’s face was vividly clear. When he angered someone, Lin Chen always had an air of calm confidence, as if he held all the winning cards.

Mr. Xiao Zhan’s tone became weak again, “I… I didn’t realize that Consultant Lin had already guessed… I… I meddled too much.”

“What the fuck is going on with Shen Lian?” Wang Chao seemed to be shaking the chemist’s body with force.

“Shen Lian… Shen Lian has severe hyperkalemia* in her medical records, but she might also be allergic to some potassium medication. In any case, I suspect that those syringes are high-concentration potassium supplements. When Shen Lian reaches a certain concentration by taking this medication, she might have an instant cardiac arrest,” Xiao Zhan explained.

*A medical problem in which you have too much potassium in your blood. Too much of it can be dangerous and can cause serious heart problems.

But Xing Conglian could barely hear these voices. When he heard Lin Chen talk about death, his memories didn’t go back to the scene of Lin Chen lying in a hospital bed. In that moment, he found it extremely funny, realizing what Lin Chen was about to do, and it filled him with uncontrollable anger.

……

As if her thoughts had been suddenly pierced, Shen Lian suddenly wanted to withdraw her wrist, but Lin Chen firmly stopped her movement.

“Starting from the third round, I drank the fifth vial first, then took the sixth and seventh vials. In comparison, the number of vials you could drink decreased. And indeed, you were quite nervous, but you didn’t even notice it. You were only focused on getting more vials than me, or at least an equal amount, so you took the eighth and ninth vials at once. What interested me was that you cared that I drank one more than you did. So, in the end, I drank five vials and you drank six, clearly confirming my Hypothesis Two. You care about the dosage,” Lin Chen explained.

Finally, Shen Lian’s gaze was filled with murderous intent, and she looked at Lin Chen with intense hatred. “Consultant Lin, you’re truly clever. So is it fun for you to play me?”

“Sorry, but I’m really not playing you. It’s mainly because you have your guard up against me and refuse to be open with me, so I can only use hypothesis testing to infer your thoughts,” Lin Chen said sincerely.

“What thoughts?”

“I’ve said it before. I want to know why you proposed playing this game with me and how I can make you give up the idea of suicide through this game,” Lin Chen said. “You’re determined to die, and today you must die. But why did you choose such a complicated method to seek death? I thought about it, and it’s probably because you still have unresolved issues before your death. However, you use too many appearances to conceal your inner turmoil. That’s why I accelerated the pace of taking the medication, wanting to hear your lingering thoughts before you die.”

……

Huang Ze stood at a corner close to Lin Chen and suddenly felt very uncomfortable. “Lin Chen… This is very dangerous. Xing Conglian, if necessary, be prepared to shoot Shen Lian. We can find another way.”

“Sorry, Lin Chen won’t let me do that.” Xing Conglian spoke up. “This is a chess game. The on-site investigation report from the nursing home just came back. The victims had different injuries on their necks, indicating that Shen Lian had at least two or three accomplices. Moreover, all the key caregivers at the nursing home are missing. The evidence shows that Shen Lian, with her personal power alone, couldn’t have simultaneously poisoned multiple locations. She is merely a pawn placed before us to lure us into making mistakes.”

“Mistakes? Are you suggesting that the police should kill Shen Lian?” Huang Ze questioned.

“Otherwise, why would Lin Chen ask Shen Lian about the antidote at such a crucial moment? If such antidotes exist, what if Shen Lian is the only person in the world who knows the formula for the antidote?”

Huang Ze shuddered all over. “Can’t we capture Shen Lian alive, restrain her limbs, and isolate her from any dangerous items? In short, keep her alive?”

“First of all, Inspector Huang, your suggestion is illegal. Secondly, someone like Shen Lian, if they only want to die, will certainly be willing and able to die.”

“So how the hell is Lin Chen planning to keep this key person alive?” Huang Ze asked loudly. “Is it Duan Wanshan? Can Lin Chen make Duan Wanshan return to the country and make Shen Lian wait for a while?”

Huang Ze’s words made Xing Conglian feel sad, his fingers tightly gripping the trigger.

Just like Lin Chen, once they understood Shen Lian’s obsession, there was only profound despair.

Fate was indeed cruel.

……

However, in reality, Lin Chen wasn’t in despair. He said to Shen Lian, “I was thinking about whether Lao Duan could delay you for a while, but since you’re already prepared to die, then you don’t really care about him.”

“So, Consultant Lin, I truly have no attachment to this rotten world. Please stop blocking me, okay?” Shen Lian drawled, sounding bored. “Don’t you think that I will bite my tongue and end my life right in front of you?”

“I have a proposal,” Lin Chen suddenly interrupted her.

“Any proposal is meaningless to me…”

“You still have that medicine that can drive people crazy and turn them into lunatics. Use it on me and see how I can live with that. How about it?” Lin Chen asked.


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Full Server First Kill Ch2

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 2: Status Bar

“In short, the big dragon realized something was wrong. They say twins are ominous and should be checked by the boss with the long name. He was taken away, and the next time I saw him was…the day he died. That’s all I know.”

The dragonling’s voice still sounded confused when it mentioned “death”.

“How do you know about the secret passage? Have you been here for a long time? You…You’re human too, right? Please, can you tell me how to get home?”

It pleaded incoherently, subconsciously moving towards Xu Yue. At this moment, a shadow sprung out of the darkness, standing between them.

“Hey!” The shadow made a loud grunt. “I’m also from Joy Garden! Are you Ye Meng from Unit 1 on the fourth floor? The second year of junior high*? I’m Grandma Li from Unit 3. You helped me carry groceries before, remember?”

*This is equivalent to 8th grade in western schools.

The dragonling stood frozen, only nodding after a long time.

“Weren’t you supposed to stay hidden?!” Another shadow jumped out. “We still don’t know what that fire is!”

“Bah, letting this child take the risk—have you no shame?”

The two shadows squabbled loudly.

With the help of his own firelight, Xu Yue could finally see the two mysterious “roommates”—two blobs of slightly turbid slime bobbing up and down, bubbling inside, with no eyes, nose, ears, or mouth.

They were low-level monsters from “Tahe”, commonly known as slimes.

The day the dragonling was killed, it was probably them chattering in the pile of bones. After that, they never made a sound again. The other party didn’t want to come out on their own, possibly because they must have their own concerns, so Xu Yue didn’t insist on finding them.

Now they had appeared together.

“I’m Ye Meng. Nice to meet you, Granny.” Meeting a neighbor again—even a bizarre one—the young dragonling’s voice was a bit shy. The atmosphere eased a little, and even the creepy Dragon Tomb didn’t seem so scary anymore.

“Hey, good. We woke up like this too after a nap.” The slimes finally stopped arguing, and Grandma Li squeezed the slime next to her. “This is my old man, Lao* Chen. Don’t mind him. He’s a scaredy-cat.”

*Old () When used in front of a name conveys feelings of a close relationship.

Elder* Chen grumbled a couple of times, turning towards Xu Yue warily. “Scaredy-cat my ass. I’m telling you that fire—”

*Old Man [laotou] (). In this context, it’s used as a familiar but respectful way to address someone (in this case, the narration pointing out that he’s an elderly man).

“My name is Xu Yue, from Unit 701, Building 7 of Yunshang Joy Garden.” Xu Yue interrupted. “I was busy with work before, so you probably haven’t seen me.”

“Oh, oh. That single young man.” Grandma Li thought for a moment, then asked loudly, “How did you know about the secret passage?”

Xu Yue suspected she remembered everyone in the community. He paused for a moment, pretending not to hear the first half. “This place resembles a game developed by our company, so I have some information.”

Given the shocking nature of the content, he rushed through his explanation while the flame within him flickered rapidly.

There was a moment of silence as the bubbling of the two slimes stopped.

“Game?” A few minutes later, the dragonling asked in confusion.

“Tahe World, a virtual reality game.” Xu Yue explained. “I don’t know why we’re all here, but my knowledge can help us survive… First, we need to survive before we have a chance to go home.”

Everyone seemed okay, but their mental states were certainly not as stable as they appeared in this strange place. Instead of beautiful words on the surface, he needed to give a real guarantee.

A guarantee of “survival”.

The silence lingered even longer this time, with only the drip of water echoing in the tomb.

“I’ve never heard of Tahe…” Elder Chen grumbled, breaking the silence.

“As long as there’s a way to survive, it’s better than being in the dark.” Grandma Li interrupted her husband with a bitter smile. “Let’s talk more later. We need to bury that college student first.”

Nobody objected.

No matter what customs the dragon had, humans paid more attention to burial rites. They didn’t dare to move the dragon’s body arbitrarily, so they left it in place, carefully covering it with rubble and vegetation.

A crude tomb was added in the corner.

They hoped that this young neighbor was just “offline”—that he would wake up in reality. However, the swollen and ugly corpse of the young dragon exuded a real stench, and no one wanted to take the risk of dying.

They knew he was once a living person, but facing the body of a different species, it was hard to feel any sadness; only the melancholy resembling the rabbit’s death and the fox’s grief*.

*(兔死狐悲) It’s an idiom referring to the tale where a fox mourns the death of a rabbit after having formed an alliance to fight against the hunter. It’s a metaphor for empathizing with the loss of one’s own kind, but in modern usage, it could also mean empathizing with someone’s misfortune or hardship that you often see, even though you don’t have close relations with them.

The atmosphere was heavy, but whether they were old or young, no one cried or broke down. Just staying “alive” was taking up all of everyone’s mental energy.

There was no choice. Sometimes, people could only hang on to their breath, pretending everything would get better.

……

“Monsters don’t have as many classes and skills as Players, but we can choose our evolution paths.”

After a short period of mourning, Xu Yue seized the time to explain the basics.

It was really inconvenient having no form of physical explanation. It would be nice if he could open the status bar.

As soon as the thought appeared, a blue, translucent pop-up window appeared abruptly in the dark.

[Will-o’-Wisp – Lv.1]

[HP: 10/10 | MP: 6/6]

[Strength: 1 | Agility: 1 | Intelligence: 3 | Physical Defense: – | Magic Defense: 3]

[Status: Immune to physical attacks; Fire and light attribute attacks deal 500% damage; Automatically perish in sunlight.]

It was really “Tahe World”. The interactive interface was the same. When speculation became reality, Xu Yue still felt a moment of horror.

“Can you see this? This is the status bar of the monster.”

Xu Yue calmly continued after a few seconds.

“Same kind of monsters have the same initial attributes. Only three actions can change the values—leveling up, evolving, or eating special items.”

“Understood. Level up fast, choose the right evolution path, and eat more heavenly materials and earthly treasures,” Elder Chen summed up.

“How did you make this box come up?” Grandma Li’s attention was elsewhere.

As it turned out, the design of “Tahe World” was very convenient.

To see the status bar, all one had to do was silently think “Open status bar”. By default, the status bar was only visible to oneself. To show it to others, you needed to think about it a little bit, which wasn’t hard to practice.

Soon, three new pop-ups appeared in mid-air.

The properties of the elderly couple were exactly the same—

[Common Slime – Lv.1]

[HP: 25/30 | MP: 2/2]

[Strength: 5 | Agility: 1 | Intelligence: 1 | Physical Defense: 7 | Magic Defense: 7]

[Status: Hungry]

As for the junior high school student Ye Meng—

[Black Dragon [Juvenile Body] – Lv.50]

[HP: 1,218,890/1,218,890 | MP: 1/176,013]

[Strength: 39,260 | Agility: 4,452 | Intelligence: 7,018 | Physical Defense: 52,106 | Magic Defense: 52,106]

[Status: Has not undergone a Mana Baptism; temporarily unable to cast spells.]

Although the four of them could only muster a pair of eyes, they all “stared” at Ye Meng’s status bar.

“Well, that’s quite something. Enough for a down payment in our neighborhood,” Grandma Li exclaimed. “Xu Yue, aren’t you from a game company? How…” She politely swallowed the rest of her sentence.

Xu Yue slowly moved his gaze away. His total attributes were only enough for a meal.

“Ye Meng did very well before.” Xu Yue turned his gaze to the dragonling’s face, which was covered in scales and difficult to read. “The dragons are very conservative. If you’re found out, you’re dead.”

Ye Meng shivered. “Can you lead us to escape?”

“It’s more dangerous outside. As long as we don’t expose ourselves, this is the safest place in the world.”

Dragons were full of treasure. For Ye Meng to leave the Dragon’s Lair now, it would be like a piece of fat with wings.

“But…”

“Dragons grow fast. Your range of activity will gradually expand,” Xu Yue comforted her. “The next part is very important. Everyone, listen carefully.”

The old couple didn’t think about their own affairs. The two transparent balls slowly squeezed over.

“Soon, the giant dragon will hold a Mana Baptism, allowing the cubs to choose their own magic system. Ye Meng, you need to choose ‘Water’, and the symbol is this.”

Xu Yue moved his body, drawing a series of trajectories in the dark.

The physical strength of the black dragon was high, but its magical talent wasn’t as good as other dragons. They instinctively chose fire and wind magic to assist in physical combat. In contrast, water magic lacked offensive power, and the only interesting ice branch was also easily restricted by the environment.

A black dragon choosing water was basically considered trash—no matter which group it would be in, trash wouldn’t get too much attention.

Coincidentally, the last thing Ye Meng needed was attention.

“Both of you should choose ‘poison’ as your evolution direction. From now on, you’d better only eat poisonous things. Don’t worry. Slimes won’t be poisoned, and they have no sense of taste.”

“The Dragon Tomb Garden has a poison stage, which is full of poisonous plants and monsters. I will take you there.”

“Can we spray poison outward after practicing? Like bullets?” Elder Chen’s tone finally had a little more expectation.

“Slimes can only gather poison on the surface of their bodies.” Xu Yue shattered the old man’s dream. “But you can cooperate.”

Ye Meng let out a sound of sudden realization.

Xu Yue glanced at her and continued, “Ye Meng, you should go together. You need to eat detoxifying herbs for a long time to increase your tolerance. The toxicity of dragon corpse poison is very strong. Their poison can hurt you.”

“Even if the black dragon’s magic is poor, it is stronger than ordinary monsters. If the corpse poison mixes with water magic, you can use the poisonous fog to ambush or escape.”

Anyway, humans didn’t need the pride of a great dragon. Xu Yue believed that compared to the “glory to the dragon’s blood”, Ye Meng definitely preferred to save her life.

There used to be a powerful boss in the “Dragon Tomb Garden” plan; a bone dragon adept at poison/water compound magic. Its image was too bloody and ghastly that Xu Yue was worried it would affect the reviews, and in the end, it was scrapped.

But Xu Yue clearly remembered its attack moves. Two venomous slimes plus a black dragon could completely make up a young version of the bone dragon.

After listening to the instructions, Ye Meng nodded vigorously. The two elderly people had no objections.

Xu Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

The three were either too young or old enough; they all know the age of eating full meals when they are persuaded*. It would be troublesome if they had someone who thought they were the protagonist.

*An expression referring to people who are sensible and willing to heed advice (like young children or older people).

“What about you?” At the end, Ye Meng asked shyly. “Aren’t you going with us?”

It took a lot of effort to catch someone who knew about this world. Realizing that Xu Yue might leave, the sense of security she just got was shaking again.

“I have to go out and take a look. Maybe there are other people outside,” Xu Yue said. “I’ll leave after I finish leveling up. During this time, I’ll tell you everything you need to know.”

The idea of “having a dragon by your side” was indeed tempting, but the Dragon’s Lair lacked information from the outside world, and the efficiency of leveling undead monsters was also low. If he stayed for a long time, he was destined to only survive.

He had to move forward.

……

Ye Meng stayed in the Dragon’s Lair during the day and sneaked in to listen to the lecture at night; the elderly couple lay in the poison level to eat and drink. Since they could chat, it seemed they were fine. Only Xu Yue floated around in the Dragon Tomb, consciously swallowing other will-o’-wisps.

The whole process was extremely boring, without any sensation of eating, like an old synthetic game. This kind of day lasted for nearly a month before Xu Yue reached the threshold of level 20.

The full-level prompt “ding” sound was as beautiful as heavenly music.

After reaching the full level, the will-o’-wisp had two evolutionary lines—”Nameless Ghost” and “Skeleton Soldier”.

The former specialized in the magic route; the latter would lose the feature of “immune to physical attack”. As compensation, they would have physical form and could wear equipment.

The experience of upgrading was very peculiar. It was like driving to an intersection and choosing to turn left or right. Xu Yue decisively turned to “Skeleton Soldier”—he needed to blend into the crowd to collect information. It was hard for ghost-type monsters without form to do this.

The moment the selection was completed, a green light suddenly lit up around him.

Countless fragments of bone drilled out of the stone cracks, and they merged with each other accompanied by a little glow, gradually forming the shape of a human skeleton. The huge will-o’-wisp scattered, adhering to the skeleton like a liquid, and then was absorbed by the muddy bones.

Two groups of blue flames ignited in the hollow eye sockets of the skeleton, and then all the bones clicked and fell to the ground.

Xu Yue: “……”

How careless. He lost his footing.

After trying hard on the spot for five minutes, Xu Yue managed to piece himself together. He staggered towards a nearby puddle and saw his appearance—

A dirty human skeleton, with grape-sized will-o’-wisps burning in his eye sockets.

Xu Yue held his breath, concentrated for a moment, and summoned the status bar.

[Skeleton Soldier – Lv.1]

[HP: 81/81丨MP: 22/22]

[Strength: 21丨Agility: 5丨Intelligence: 14丨Physical Defense: 15丨Magic Defense: 15]

[Status: Fire and light attribute attacks deal 500% damage; Automatically perish in sunlight.]

…It was still weak enough to make people cry.

Well, skeleton soldiers usually appear in groups, so a single soldier couldn’t be too strong.

The attributes of a skeleton soldier were slightly inferior to those of the level 20 will-o’-wisp. However, its initial attributes were superior, and its max level was 30. At least he had changed from an “ambient light” to a “scrap used for environmental decoration and occasionally to scare people”.

Everyone had their own destiny. Xu Yue decided not to think about Ye Meng, who was born at level 50.

It was time to embark on a journey.

Since this world was like a game, he hoped that there were real Players here. It was best to let him meet one as soon as possible, so as not to try finding clues like a headless fly. Xu Yue patted the mud off his body and made a silent wish.

At this time, he didn’t realize that the wish would be realized so quickly.


The author has something to say:

“Expert Guide: Step-by-Step Instructions on How to Become a Mean Outlander”

Chapter One: The Poisonous Fog of Justice

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Guess who is the first Player he’ll meet?

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Full Server First Kill Ch1

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 1: Dragon Tomb Garden

Blue orbs of light wandered in the darkness. They looked like oversized fireflies—phantasmal and intermittent—occasionally sweeping over blurred and ominous silhouettes. The air was damp and cold, mixed with a sour, meaty smell among the scent of dust.

In the center of the darkness, there was an area lit by blue torches.

The carcasses of some enormous beasts were stacked on top of each other; their white bones crisscrossing, radiating a strange order of beauty. Viscous liquid crawled among the gray stones, and dark blue plants filled the skulls and chests of the skeletons, together making up a chilling “garden”.

“State your origin,” A deep voice said from the center of the garden. “Don’t fabricate lies. In the graveyard, no dragon can lie.”

It was a giant dragon.

It had a pair of enormous amber eyes and bat-like wings folded at its sides. Dragon scales shimmered with metallic luster and were covered with a coagulated, brownish-red tint. Not all its sharp teeth were concealed by scales; it looked capable of effortlessly crushing a stallion.

What was most eye-catching were its horns—too many to count at first glance. They twisted and tangled like roots, forming a symmetrical shape akin to a crown. The base of the horns was blackened, while the ends were as red and clear as garnet, with tiny sparks leaping within.

Naturally, it wasn’t perfect. The red dragon was missing the tip of its left wing, and its claws were covered in mud. Many scales bore noticeable absences or cracks. It exuded a unique odor of living beings. Just as cats have their scent and dogs theirs, it also had the scent of a beast—dangerous, heavy, and indescribably bitter, like charred corpses, withered trees, and sulfur.

It lowered its head, looking down at its interrogated subjects—

Two black dragonlings.

They appeared to have hatched only a few days ago; they were smaller than adult humans and covered with clumps of dust hardened by mucus.

One of the dragonlings seemed somewhat at a loss, honestly shrinking in place, making a wary posture. But the other held its head high, its eyes devoid of the confusion of a young cub.

“I’ve never lied!” The head-raised dragonling yelled, its voice as immature as a bird’s chirping. “I possess the memories and knowledge of another world, and I can trade with you…”

“What were you in ‘that world’?” The red dragon cut it off.

“A human, so what?”

“Last question, your sibling—” The red dragon lifted the silent dragonling with its claw, “—is it the same as you?”

“Didn’t I tell you? I’m a special case. I’ve spoken to it and it’s no different from other cubs. It can’t understand language at all.”

“Very well, thank you for your answer,” The red dragon said coldly. “Glory to Subelbot.”

Crack!

Flames flashed, and the previously vibrant dragonling fell to the ground. A sizzling, scorched hole appeared in its chest, and the air immediately filled with the stench of burnt meat. Its frail body was pierced through, and the edge of the wound was black like charcoal. Through that enormous hole, the carcasses behind the dragonling could be seen.

The dragonling struggled to turn its eyeballs, filled with disbelief.

Perhaps due to the innate toughness of the dragon race, its death was a drawn-out process. The red dragon just stood by, silently witnessing, its gaze heavy as grave soil.

“This is a dream… a dream…”

The dragonling convulsed in pain. It was hard to tell if it was mumbling or moaning. It tried to stand up, refusing the approach of death, but its claws only stirred up a layer of dust. The scorched wound was torn, and finally, blood gushed out.

“…It hurts. Damn, why does it hurt so much… cold… Mom…”

Its cries of pain gradually weakened. Its sibling, still clutched in the red dragon’s claw, was trembling.

“Did that dragon say, ‘another world’?”

“Shh! Don’t get noticed!”

From the heap of carcasses not far away, two murmurs broke the solemn atmosphere. They were as light as a gust of wind, sounding more like the squelching noise of squeezed slime. It was the noise of lower beings, which the red dragon couldn’t understand and didn’t care about.

But others seemed to understand.

The dying dragonling on the ground twitched, gasping weakly and hurriedly. The dragonling being held abruptly raised its head to look at the corner, then shrank its body as if trying to hide something, pretending that nothing had happened.

The red dragon didn’t notice anything odd. It confirmed the dragonling on the ground was no longer breathing, raised its head slightly, and the small corpse was flung to the corner of the graveyard. After all this, the red dragon turned around, preparing to leave.

The surviving dragonling was clenched in its claw, its tiny body as tense as a stone.

“About two kilometers to the left of the main entrance of the Dragon Tomb Garden, along the cliff, there is a broken stone sculpture of a one-eyed knight. There’s a secret passage behind the statue. Come and meet me. I can help you.”

In a corner somewhere, a soft “bump bump” sound suddenly emerged.

The dragonling turns its head again. Thousands of will-o’-wisps were floating around the edge of the Dragon Tomb, among which only one was motionless, as if watching it.

This was Xu Yue’s fourth day of awakening in this world.

On the first day, the darkness was thick. Xu Yue thought it was just a strange dream, in which he was a will-o’-wisps—one of the lowest-level monsters in the <World of Tahe>, mainly used as an ambient light.

Perhaps because the game was about to launch and he had worked overtime for too long and was really tired, he would have such an absurd dream.

On the second day, the dream seemed unreasonably long. Xu Yue drifted around, confirming the surrounding environment. The place was filled with dragon bones, and there were caves everywhere, with countless paths leading to deeper darkness.

As the producer of the VR game “World of Tahe”, he had seen the concept art and setting documents of this ghostly place. One of the high-level maps in “Tahe” was the Dragon Tomb Garden.

On the third day, dark blue plants poked out from the decaying dragon corpse, curled up at the top, like a fern. Slime flowed down its stem, emitting a faint odor. Xu Yue realized the seriousness of the problem—no dream could be so long and detailed.

He seemed to be trapped in his own game.

Xu Yue never believed in such nonsense as “transmigration”. It was impossible for a person to cross time and space unreasonably. But he couldn’t explain his current situation, which was the first time he had encountered such a big change in his life.

Before this, he was used to making the most sufficient preparations and living strictly according to the plan.

The best high school in the province, the top university in the country, a world-class company—Xu Yue grew up all the way. He wasn’t interested in fame, power, or the glitter of gold and silver—he just wanted to do his best to accumulate wealth, buy a property after saving enough money, maybe develop a stable relationship, and live out the second half of his life by investing in finance.

For a person of ordinary origin, this was like a dream life.

And Xu Yue almost succeeded.

“World of Tahe” was a key project of the company, which had invested a lot of financial and human resources, and the results were very encouraging. Once the operation was stable, he could give up this health-debilitating job and retire with enough wealth.

And then the absurd accident of “transmigrating into his own game” happened.

Until not long ago, he thought he was alone. But according to the game settings, different kinds of monsters didn’t understand each other’s languages. The creature that was whispering just now, and those two dragonlings, might all be “foreigners” similar to him.

This speculation cheered up Xu Yue quite a bit. Making sure the Red Dragon didn’t understand the whisper, he made a decision on the spot and invited the only remaining dragonling.

“…Come, look at me. I can help you.”

He said out loud.

He needed to save this “suspected transmigrator” as much as he could.

The Red Dragon said, “Glory to Subelbot”. In Xu Yue’s impression, Subelbot was the leader of the dragons—a stubborn and proud silver dragon. Under its leadership, the dragons would never tolerate unknown foreigners infiltrating their group, gaining their knowledge and abilities.

Even if the “foreigner” was now a dragon, it wasn’t pure enough. If the young dragon was really a transmigrator, without enough information, it was bound to die.

The secret passage that Xu Yue gave was the entrance to the instance of the Dragon Tomb Garden. It was only big enough for humans to pass through and just right for a dragonling.

As luck would have it, his attempt was successful. A few days later, the dragonling returned as promised.

“Hello? …Hello? Is anyone there?” It didn’t even dare to shout too loud; its voice was shaking terribly. “Help me.”

With its arrival, Xu Yue received one piece of good news and one piece of bad news.

The good news was that the similarities between here and the “World of Tahe” weren’t accidental—his game knowledge could still be used.

As for the bad news—

“I thought it was a dream, but it’s not a dream; definitely not a dream.”

In the dark tomb, the dragonling let out a cry.

“I don’t know what happened to me. I don’t know where this is. I want to go home.”

“I want to go home…”

‘What a coincidence, me too,’ Xu Yue thought bitterly.

He knew it. The answer couldn’t be found so easily. This suspected transmigrator was just as clueless as him about “what happened”.

……

“It was Saturday, and my parents weren’t at home. I finished my homework and went to bed on time, and when I woke up, I was in an eggshell.”

In a corner of the Dragon Tomb, the little black dragon spoke in a small voice. Its round eyes were as red as coal, and at this moment they were moistened by tears.

“The one—the one that was killed—hatched from the same egg as me. Only we could understand what those monsters were saying. I was very scared and pretended I couldn’t understand… He liked to show off more…”

Upon saying this, it couldn’t help but sob.

“Do you know him?” Xu Yue asked softly.

“Yes,” the dragonling said. “He liked to mutter to me… But I… I was afraid the big dragon would hear, so I didn’t respond.”

“His name is Cui Yuchen. He lives next door to me and seems to be a college student. He mentioned ‘City A’ and ‘living in Joy Garden’, so I confirmed it was him…”

“City A? Joy Garden?”

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, go on.” Xu Yue struggled to keep his tone steady.

Xu Yue’s residence was in the “Yunshang Joy Garden” community in City A. The community itself wasn’t large, and it was comfortable to live in, mostly occupied by homeowners. The name “Yunshang Joy Garden” was too long, so people were more accustomed to calling it “Joy Garden”.

These two dragonlings were once his neighbors in the same community.


The author has something to say:

Starting a new story—!!!

Updated daily at 19:00. If there’s any change, I’ll ask for leave in advance ☆-∑(>ω0)b

Here are some long-winded details:

★ Upgrade flow, upgrade flow, upgrade flow. Although the protagonist has a hidden background, he won’t start rampaging immediately.

★ The author isn’t a professional in the game industry, so the stats given may not be reasonable. Welcome professionals to correct in the comments. I will consider modifying (^ρ^)/

★ Welcome to spot typos. During the serialization, as long as I see it, I’ll give a red envelope (a reward)!

★ Please don’t post comments related to “breaking the main CP”. Their keys are locked, and I’ve soldered them into my stomach…

PS: This is set in a similar universe as the previous fantasy novel “Stray“, but it’s not the same world. The characters are not interconnected, and whether you’ve read it or not will not affect the reading~

In conclusion, I hope everyone enjoys reading it! If possible, please don’t spoil me(〃ω〃)


Kinky Thoughts:

Note: For those who haven’t read Stray yet, I strongly suggest you do before reading this novel. There’s quite a few Easter eggs and references to Stray in this novel that you will enjoy if you’ve already read it. Though, if you haven’t read it, it won’t affect your understanding of the novel (but you could potentially be spoiled if you decide to read Stray after).

I’ve been dying to read this since it was announced, given how it’s in the same setting as Stray, so I just had to pick it up (and of course because it’s also by Nian Zhong). For those who haven’t read Stray, I highly recommend you do.

You can also check out Nian Zhong’s other works as well: Happy Doomsday, Access Denied, Sendoff, and Evil As Humans.

Regarding the title “Full Server First Kill”, this is a term often used in MMORPG to denote the first time a particular boss or difficult enemy has been defeated in the entire server. A more accurate way of putting it is “First Kill in the Entire Server”… but that’s not as catchy.

Given this was just released and is ongoing, releases will follow the author’s pace. Happy reading.


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Sendoff Ch51

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 51: Tension

After Sect Master Shi had a satisfying meal of red bean cakes, he suddenly felt uncomfortable sitting down as nails began to grow underneath his butt.

With improved cultivation and accompanied by his beloved disciple, Shi Jingzhi couldn’t waste such joyful moments. Since leaving the palace, he had never been this content—

Only the Kushan Sect knew about Yan Budu’s letter left in Yuanxian Village. Even the enigmatic figure in his memories now had a clue called “Purifying Words”. Several clues were lined up, waiting for him to unravel them one by one.

Shi Jingzhi had always been tirelessly pursuing leads all by himself. When had he ever been so prosperous?

So he boldly declared, “A’Ci, you’ve been sitting for quite a while. Let’s go. I’ll take you to relax.”

Yin Ci no longer pretended to be obedient. He stood up casually and said, “Sure.”

Shi Jingzhi grabbed Yin Ci’s hand. “Let’s go find Yan Qing and Su Si. It’s been too long.”

The two walked through the woods like beautiful characters from a painting coming to life. Unfortunately, the figures in the painting couldn’t drag along such a formidable inner demon. The human headlamp moved slowly, turning the painting of “Two Immortals Roaming the Forest” into “Two Ants Walking a Dog”.

Not far into their walk, the dog got stuck.

The human headlamp’s numerous shadow hands on its base couldn’t pass through the narrow passage. Moreover, the mountaintop was uneven, with peculiar peaks and stones. The inner demon carelessly got wedged into a small valley, unable to move forward. The valley was filled with mist, obscuring the headlamp’s light and creating the illusion of a third mountain magically emerging.

Shi Jingzhi sighed dejectedly. “The misty scenery here is quite nice. Forget it. Let’s go back the same way.”

Yin Ci then pressed a finger to Shi Jingzhi’s lips. “Shh.”

The warmth from his fingertip made Shi Jingzhi freeze in place.

He soon heard voices—Yan Qing and Su Si were on the other side of the thin fog, discussing something. He vaguely caught words like “Sect Leader” and “Kushan Sect”, igniting Shi Jingzhi’s curiosity.

After spending a long time, the two servants managed to catch a sturdy deer. Afraid of defiling the pure pond of Buddha’s head, they had to dismantle it on the spot. Oblivious to the headlamp as the mist covered their view, they didn’t notice it at all.

Su Si’s meat-cutting skills were incredibly sharp, even faster than Yin Ci’s. While separating the meat, he didn’t stop talking.

“San Zi, we still have time to descend the mountain.”

Unlike their previous teasing, Su Si’s tone was serious this time.

“Their aura is not much different from the true masters I’ve encountered. We didn’t help them much when they were attacked by Greed. Do you really want to risk your life just to carry their luggage?”

Yan Qing silently wiped the meat with snow.

“If you don’t want to leave the Kushan Sect, it’s fine for us to wait outside the mountain. They’re searching for clues on the mountain, and they might not want outsiders to know too much…”

“I understand. There’s no need to say more.”

Su Si paused cutting the meat. “What’s wrong?”

“A’Si, how about this? I’ll consult with the sect master later and send you down the mountain first. The reason you’re with the Kushan Sect now is partly because of me, right?”

Yan Qing remained as gentle as ever.

“Your inner demon is inconvenient, and I don’t want to burden you. When you get out of the mountain, you can have a good rest and just wait for us.”

Su Si completely stopped, and his expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

Seeing Su Si frown, Yan Qing quickly added, “A’Si, I’m not rejecting you. Greed, hatred, and ignorance—I want to accompany the sect master on this.”

“But based on what you said earlier, you didn’t even want to explore the Ghost Tomb, even with Taiheng protecting you.”

“The Buddha Heart Formation is completely different from the Ghost Tomb; it doesn’t have that much malice.”

“You’re not a monk. You think there’s no risk just because there’s no malice? If there’s really no risk, can you stop those demonic sects? Speaking of malice, this time they’re searching for Yan Budu’s clue, and those two deliberately let you, his descendant, follow. Who knows what plans they have.”

Seeing Su Si bristle with anger, Yan Qing wisely changed the subject and stopped talking about himself. “The Jianchen Temple has a reputation for being both upright and compassionate. Those two have matters to discuss and wouldn’t do anything excessive under the monks’ noses… Moreover, even if they’re following Yan Budu’s clues, what they seek is also the Shirou. Every sect is the same in this regard.”

Su Si sneered. “Seeking the Shirou for longevity? Let me tell you, those who are seeking it are out of their minds.”

“What do you mean?”

“Those who openly seek longevity are either the emperor or people like Yan Budu, who are wealthy and treat others as commodities. They find life too difficult and always complain. Even commoners who seek longevity also hope for a heavenly life alongside it. San Zi, ask yourself. Do you really want to live forever like that?”

Yan Qing was taken aback and slowly shook his head.

“So, if they can’t understand why they’re risking their lives for the Shirou, then that’s just foolish. If they understand and still risk their lives, then they’re like ghosts. No matter how you look at Sect Master Shi, they belong to the latter category, right?”

“His health seems to be poor. Maybe he just wants to cure his illness.”

“Who knows?”

Yan Qing gave up on further discussion. Su Si no longer pretended to have his previous childish demeanor and revealed a sharper nature. His words, combining stick and carrot, made everyone appear suspicious, like a cub with its leg caught in a trap.

“Let’s go back for now. We’ve been out for quite a while.” Yan Qing changed the topic once again.

Unexpectedly, Su Si didn’t let himself be led astray. “Let’s clarify things first.”

“What things?”

“Should we leave the mountain early?”

Yan Qing pondered for a moment and spoke firmly. “I’m not leaving. I want to gain experience. Otherwise, the next time we encounter danger, I’ll just hold you back.”

“I don’t mind you holding me back. You shouldn’t have gotten involved in this in the first place.”

“I trust my own judgment. A’Si, you’re not always right either.”

Su Si stood still for a few seconds, and his face turned pale.

Yan Qing instantly realized his mistake. “I didn’t mean that time…”

“Let’s go.”

“A’Si!”

Su Si’s voice sounded dry. “It’s fine. Since you’ve made up your mind, let’s go back.”

Not far away, Yin Ci’s head was throbbing. He couldn’t help but feel that, compared to these two immature youngsters, Sect Leader Shi was much more composed.

Even the composed Sect Leader Shi didn’t go over to greet them rashly. He stood in place for a while, then chose to take Yin Ci with him as they silently withdrew.

Half an hour later, when faced with two conflicted servants, Shi Jingzhi remained composed, observing his breath and thoughts with a serene expression on his face, pretending to know nothing.

Yin Ci finally understood the character of this person. Whenever he encountered unfamiliar people, Shi Jingzhi would spin one set of words after another. But when it came to the people around him, he couldn’t bring himself to be stern and was more cautious than anyone else.

Sure enough, seeing Su Si and Yan Qing silent for a long time, Shi Jingzhi roasted the deer meat while leisurely approaching Yin Ci. “A’Ci, those two…”

Yin Ci: “…Don’t worry about them.”

These two youngsters were still just immature, awkward in expressing their emotions. It was fine to let them be awkward. Shi Jingzhi himself didn’t feel quite right at the moment, so interfering would only make things more complicated.

Unexpectedly, Fox Shi pondered for a while and spoke more seriously. “Yan Qing has a positive attitude, which is a good thing. When you have the chance, teach him a few moves regarding the use of inner force. You can convey it on my behalf.”

“You can do it yourself.” With no one around, Yin Ci couldn’t be bothered to even call him “Shizun”.

Shi Jingzhi’s tone suddenly turned stern. “A’Ci, I said I would only take you as my disciple, so I will only take you. If I start teaching Yan Qing too, wouldn’t that break the rules?”

With that said, he tore the roasted deer meat in half, giving one portion to Yin Ci. The deer meat was cooked ordinary and was nothing special compared to previous meals.

However, the temperature was just right, which made Yin Ci think that his cheap master had paid attention to it.

Yin Ci chewed the meat and couldn’t help but soften his tone as he remembered the fleeting glance from earlier in the day. “Well, it’s not impossible. We’ll do it when we have the chance.”

Shi Jingzhi’s smile was full of gratitude. “Thank you.”

After saying that, he didn’t leave. He remained sitting next to Yin Ci, leaning against him. In the past, he would restrain his reliance on his disciple due to their master-disciple relationship. But now, without any concerns, he relaxed openly, like a tired bird finding its first branch.

Yin Ci took another bite of meat, hiding a slight smile at the corner of his mouth. The person beside him was warm, occasionally shifting, like a wild animal that wanted to get closer but couldn’t find a way.

This journey was even more interesting than he had anticipated.

“Greed, hatred, and ignorance are nothing to fear.” Shi Jingzhi leaned against Yin Ci and spoke with a voice carrying a hint of drowsiness. “Hatred leads to impulsiveness, and ignorance leads to an inability to distinguish good from evil. A’Ci, you are indifferent, and Yan Qing is honest. Su Si might fall to ‘ignorance’, so let’s help him when the time comes. Perhaps then he won’t keep wanting to run away every now and then…”

After saying that, he suddenly awakened, alarmed. “A’Ci, do you think these two quarreling kids might attract the Lord of Hatred?”

“No, there are four of us in total, and Greed is only attached to you with your ‘object obsession’. Ordinary people’s emotions, such as joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, aren’t strong enough to disturb the monsters. To attract the Lord of Hatred, there needs to be years of accumulated resentment.”

As Yin Ci spoke, he suddenly felt regretful—if time could go back two hundred years, he would at least be able to lure out the Lord of Hatred and see its appearance.

Unfortunately, now all his love and hatred were buried under thick ashes, unable to stir up even the slightest ripple.

“Very well, very well. It seems the descent from the mountain will be easier.” Shi Jingzhi breathed a sigh of relief after Yin Ci’s explanation.

It turned out that while Shi Jingzhi was adept at understanding people’s desires, he wasn’t very skilled at judging other emotions.

The next day, the four finally crossed the outermost range of mountains and headed towards the middle-level peak. Su Si and Yan Qing still maintained a faint standoff—although they hadn’t fallen out completely, they were extremely polite to each other, lacking the closeness they once had.

Su Si had always been intense in his emotions and had a somewhat dark side, but his temperament came and went quickly. In the past, Yan Qing would have gone up to coax his brother. However, this time, Yan Qing remained silent with a tense face, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Perhaps it was because he was certain that he couldn’t fall into hatred, and with the Lord of Greed behind them, Shi Jingzhi no longer had his hesitating demeanor. The group from the Kushan Sect moved quickly, reaching the mountaintop in less than half a day. It seemed they were about to pass through this trial without any major difficulties—

But the Lord of Hatred arrived.

Unlike the boisterous Lord of Greed, its presence couldn’t be seen even after the group was bound in place.


The author has something to say:

Upon careful thought, the three Lords of Greed, Hatred, and Ignorance might not be the guardians of the mountains but are more like skinning knives.

Under the skinning knife, no one can escape (?

Although San Zi may night not be considered on onion _(:з」∠)


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Evil As Humans Ch203

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 203: Broken Cocoon

At that time when Mr. Qiu launched an attack on the Fu residence, Fu Xingchuan was punished and demoted to a combat consultant. He looked at the list of potential successors provided by Shian and dialed Li Nian’s private phone number.

“Lao Li, I want Xiang Jiang to replace me,” Fu Xingchuan said, exhaling a puff of smoke.

“He’s not on the candidate list,” Li Nian replied. “In the execution mission, he seemed to have leaked information to Sunken Society and his performance wasn’t satisfactory. From what I gathered, they’re considering transferring him out of the Emergency Management Department—without you, it will be difficult for a newcomer to handle the pressure.”

“Well, they want to send him to a cold palace until retirement. I get it.”

That night, Fu Xingchuan sat in the long corridor of the Fu residence, gazing at the full moon in the night sky.

“According to the regulations, this is indeed the most secure approach.”

Li Nian on the other end of the phone fell silent, and after a few seconds, he spoke calmly, “What are your plans?”

“I want to see what Xiang Jiang is planning.”

Fu Xingchuan pressed his cigarette butt against the stone decoration.

“By leaking information during the execution missions, Xiang Jiang wanted us to die in Gengsheng Town. Once the wind gets out on his side, we’ll catch him red-handed… It seems he’s not very skilled either. Don’t you find it intriguing, Lao Li?”

“Xiang Jiang and Sunken Society don’t have a long-standing close cooperative relationship,” Li Nian responded.

“Right, I’ve been keeping an eye on him. His accounts are clean—he doesn’t take private jobs. But then he suddenly pulls out a killer move on us. How can I not feel that the mastermind behind this isn’t Sunken Society?”

“That’s just your speculation,” Li Nian said. “It’s also possible that Sunken Society made him a promise. After the Gengsheng Town incident, Hao Wenzhe couldn’t find any abnormal communication from him. He can’t simply be labeled a traitor without evidence.”

“Right, it’s just my speculation—my intuition.”

Fu Xingchuan sighed bitterly.

“In any case, there are only two possibilities—”

“Either Xiang Jiang was just momentarily confused and has become honest after his failure. As a minister, he’ll be under closer supervision, and he has to follow the regulations. Keep an eye on him for me, and he won’t cause any major trouble.”

Professor Li remained silent.

“Or Xiang Jiang is in contact with ‘other forces’, but he’s hiding it well. We’ve just experienced the power that can break through space and make contact with people out of thin air, haven’t we? I was just taken down by Shian. If I were him, I would definitely take advantage of the situation.”

“…You want to expose his motives through deception, of course, assuming he actually has any ‘motives’.”

“Don’t put it so harshly.” Fu Xingchuan chuckled. “It’s only because you’re partnered with him that I can use this plan with peace of mind. Anyway, I’m going to recommend Xiang Jiang. His rank and abilities are sufficient, and he would be in compliance as an interim minister.”

“Just because of your intuition?”

“Just because of my intuition.” Fu Xingchuan blinked at the moon in the sky while replying in a brisk tone. “Everyone else follows the rules to make judgments. What do they need people like us for?”

“Tell me, what do you need me to do?” Li Nian pondered for a moment before replying in a steady voice.

“Two things.”

Fu Xingchuan lit another cigarette.

“First, during work hours, keep an eye on him. If it’s a regular decision, he definitely needs your approval… If it’s you, you’ll surely be able to discern if things aren’t right. Arrange accordingly when the time comes.”

Li Nian: “And the second?”

“When he goes on field assignments, give me a heads up.” Fu Xingchuan slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, which lingered in the air, obscuring the moonlight. “I must be nearby.”

“I understand,” Li Nian said. “You owe me a favor.”

“Well, that means I owe you 178 favors, and you owe me 173. I’m keeping track.”

“Nonsense.” Li Nian dismissed his old partner’s banter. “I have one more question.”

“Go ahead.”

“If you want to monitor Xiang Jiang’s movements, removing him from the picture is also an option. But instead, you’re promoting him. Fu Xingchuan, are you giving him another chance?”

“…Lao Li, you and I both know his situation.”

Fu Xingchuan held his cigarette and gazed blankly into the void.

“What if I say I am?”

……

At this moment, Fu Xingchuan’s worst speculation was coming true.

“…Why, of all people, did you choose to cooperate with the Other Side?” Fu Xingchuan stared at his “half-student”.

Xiang Jiang still wore exaggerated earrings, designed to attract the attention of evil creatures and protect the surroundings. Shian didn’t have specific dress requirements, and this was undoubtedly an imitation of Fu Xingchuan.

However, now he was leading the fierce legion of ghosts and stood in opposition to Fu Xingchuan.

Upon hearing Fu Xingchuan’s question, a fleeting look of surprise crossed Xiang Jiang’s usually emotionless face. He made a gesture, and the surrounding ghosts dispersed, surrounding the sealing spells and making it impassable. Ghostly figures hovered around, their elongated limbs ethereally extending. Xiang Jiang stood among the dead, his face seemingly no different from a corpse.

As the sun rose, the mist on the mountainside surged even more.

Fu Xingchuan stood still as the mist engulfed the back of his feet. Countless skeletons emerged from the ground behind him. Brown and yellow animal carcasses pieced together, forming two massive skeletons.

Yellow talismans ignited between Fu Xingchuan’s fingers, turning into ashes. In an instant, the surrounding ghosts wailed, and pale ghostly figures emerged from the mist, entwining themselves around the two assembled skeletons. Within a few breaths, four blue lights ignited, and two giant white tigers, with carcasses as bones and fierce spirits as flesh, crouched on either side of Fu Xingchuan.

Their eyes burned with blue flames as they roared silently. Freezing ghostly energy surged from their fangs, instantly turning the surrounding mist into ice shards. Dark ghostly spells flickered around the claws of the two giant tigers, poised to strike.

“What does it matter even if you know? It’s already too late.”

Xiang Jiang raised his eyelids and asked calmly.

“The situation with Shian, the situation with the Other Side, the rules of the world… Over the years, the Other Side has already figured you all out.”

Behind Xiang Jiang, the fierce spirits stretched their limbs, embracing and pulling at each other, forming an incredibly large cocoon. Xiang Hai floated in front of the cocoon, like a recently emerged poisonous butterfly. Countless spells revolved around Xiang Jiang, all of them defensive in nature.

“I’ll tell you what will happen next.”

Xiang Jiang spoke softly.

“After the battle inside ends, there will be nothing that can truly resist the Other Side. When the source of corruption goes out of control, just playing hide and seek with the Other Side will deplete Shian’s energy.”

“Sunken Society will have a wild celebration, and the authorities will fall into chaos… As the chaos continues, everyone will reveal their true nature. Isn’t it great? No need to pretend to be a civilized society anymore. It’s nauseating just to think about it.”

“I guess humanity won’t go extinct, and the world will continue to spin. Internal strife or war, which do you think will come first? Well, of course, this tense ‘peace’ is also quite interesting.”

After speaking, a hint of longing appeared on Xiang Jiang’s face.

Fu Xingchuan chuckled. “Anyway, as long as everyone goes crazy and all emotions become extreme, it will be a bountiful harvest for the Other Side, right?”

Flames gradually flickered in the mist, revealing golden light. The two white tigers scratched at Fu Xingchuan’s feet, as if they could pounce at any moment.

Xiang Jiang smiled. “No, no.”

He adjusted his asymmetrical collar and raised the corners of his mouth, revealing an icy and chilling smile.

“It doesn’t matter if you’re crazy or not… People themselves haven’t changed; I’m just helping everyone reveal their true nature. Just like you, Minister Fu. Haven’t you realized that you’re already insane? Don’t you resist?”

Xiang Jiang opened his arms, and Xiang Hai fluttered his butterfly wings behind him, wearing the same smile as Xiang Jiang.

“You’re spouting so much nonsense because you don’t want to attack me proactively and save the cub inside. Let me think. If it were to escape directly, it would bring forth a great Evil Force, corrupting the surroundings—it’s a school, a residential area. Even if you know that the cub is the hope to fight against the Other Side, you still can’t bring yourself to trade the lives of these people for its survival.”

“What big picture and righteousness? You’re just a hesitant mortal. As the former leader of Shian, isn’t it crazy that you’re making this judgment?”

The two white tigers at Fu Xingchuan’s feet roared more urgently, digging up countless clumps of dirt with their claws. Fu Xingchuan sighed heavily as his face showed some fatigue.

“I can still break the seal and take control myself.”

“Just go ahead and try.”

The white tigers pounced. At the same moment, Xiang Hai dove toward Fu Xingchuan, his butterfly wings trembling. A chilling wind blew, emitting endless despair from the crying faces. The size of the white tigers swelled, and they pounced toward Xiang Hai from both sides.

Fu Xingchuan trembled and produced two rows of talisman papers with both hands. The talisman papers were stiff and straight, with edges as thin as razor blades, transforming into two long swords. Crimson flames covered the surface of the talisman papers, creating streaks of fire in the air. Xiang Jiang reached into his pocket and took out a handgun without hesitation. The gun was engraved with chilling symbols, and Xiang Jiang raised the barrel and began firing wildly.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The talisman papers intercepted the flying bullets, diverting their trajectory as if effortlessly. Fu Xingchuan rushed towards Xiang Jiang like a cannonball, and the flames seemed to be about to touch Xiang Jiang’s chest—

Ding!

Xiang Jiang swiftly swung the cloth bag he carried with him, blocking Fu Xingchuan’s blade made of talisman papers.

The bag was burned by the talisman fire, revealing a fist-sized sphere covered in human skin talismans.

The talisman papers created a small notch on the human skin talismans, and in the next instant, the talisman papers quickly decayed, turning into ashes. The human skin talisman, centered around the notch, rapidly withered and wrinkled, revealing a faint glimmer of golden light.

It was a brilliant, translucent bubble.

It emitted an extremely stable Evil Force, as if it was “alive”.

Without stopping, Fu Xingchuan swung another talisman paper longsword. However, Xiang Jiang didn’t dodge, ignoring the long sword that pierced his shoulder and directly pouncing at Fu Xingchuan, who held the sword.

With his left hand tightly grasping the bubble, he pressed it against his chest. Xiang Jiang threw away the gun in his right hand and directly grabbed Fu Xingchuan’s wrist.

“I’ve got you…”

Blood dripped from his wounds, but Xiang Jiang’s smile became even more radiant. Xiang Hai smelled the scent of blood and let out a roar, instantly pouncing back to Xiang Jiang’s side but abruptly stopping three or four steps away. The two white tigers followed suit and, as if fearing something, whimpered and retreated a few steps.

“What Ghost General, what Ghost Master. We’re just maggots on their rotting flesh.”

Holding the bubble tightly, black blood oozed from Xiang Jiang’s seven orifices. Under the influence of Evil Force, he gasped rapidly, and countless dark purple blood vessels bulged on the hand holding the bubble.

“Teacher, you know… that praying to the gods for their attention… sometimes grants even stronger abilities…”

Xiang Jiang grinned, squinting his eyes.

“Teacher… I…”

“What bullshit ability. You’ve been corrupted.”

Fu Xingchuan made every effort not to look at the seemingly creature resembling an Elemental. He frantically manipulated his right hand, and the skin on his left wrist began to ripple. With a slide of Xiang Jiang’s hand, only a layer of bloody human skin remained in his grasp.

In the next instant, Fu Xingchuan had already retreated dozens of steps away. The previously grasped left wrist had lost its skin, appearing bright red and glaring.

This man didn’t waste the blood that gushed out. Blood talismans and flames exploded together, and in the air, hundreds of bloody javelins appeared, emitting a gruesome scent, descending like meteors towards Xiang Jiang.

Xiang Jiang wiped his face full of black blood, burst into laughter, and threw out a blood talisman with one hand. The brilliance of the spell flashed, and Xiang Hai flashed in front of Xiang Jiang, shaking countless tears of blood from his wings. The javelins diminished and disappeared with a hissing sound, ultimately failing to reach Xiang Jiang.

There were only a few remaining human skin seals on the bubble, yet Xiang Jiang kept holding the bubble with both hands. In his hazy eyes, a reflection of golden light shimmered. Xiang Jiang clearly stared at it, yet he remained unharmed, as if it were a part of his own body.

“They are watching me.”

Xiang Jiang said almost relaxedly.

“How wonderful. ‘Resonance’ suits me better than ‘Charon’.”

His asymmetrical clothes were stained red with blood, and both sides of his face had their own roles—one side filled with endless sorrow, the other with a mad smile. The exhaustion and aging in his features vanished, replaced by a hint of abnormal purity.

“Teacher, I will explain everything to you now…” Xiang Jiang ignored the incoming talismans and reached out with both hands.

Fu Xingchuan had no interest in chatting. He took out a bunch of talismans once again. Amidst the blazing flames, the two tigers intertwined and merged, forming a circular giant shield that was about to envelop him—

Brilliant golden light filled the heavens and the earth.

Countless fragments carrying intense emotions entered Fu Xingchuan’s mind.

“Be good, and mommy will give you a kiss!” In front of a kindergarten, a young mother held two identical children in her arms, with a face full of happiness. “Be good today and listen to the teacher!”

“Okay~” The two children shouted together.

…Is this Xiang Jiang’s memory or Xiang Hai’s memory? Light and pure joy echoed in his chest, while Fu Xingchuan struggled to stay clear-headed.

Regardless of whose memory it was, Fu Xingchuan knew what would unfold next.

Over twenty years ago, there was a child abduction case in Haigu. A pair of twins snuck out to play in the rain and one of them went missing. This story wasn’t unique; like countless other families, the parents never gave up searching for their child, succumbing to pain and self-blame early on.

The remaining child named “Xiang Jiang” became an orphan, relying on the elderly in the family for survival. He dropped out of school early and entered the workforce.

Whether it was obsession or a curse, Xiang Jiang took care of his critically ill grandmother while continuing to search for his brother, just like his parents did—these were summarized in official records, but Fu Xingchuan didn’t know the details.

He only remembered that the child excelled in his studies. If there hadn’t been any mishaps, if that family had continued to prosper and live in harmony, Xiang Jiang might have become an outstanding university student.

It was a great pity.

At this moment, another wave of happiness swept over.

Now Fu Xingchuan could confirm that it was Xiang Hai’s memory. In Xiang Jiang’s recollection, there shouldn’t be a secluded and dilapidated mountain village like this. Yet, within that dusty setting, radiant happiness flowed.

“Tell me more about the outside world.” A girl with a limping foot faced Xiang Hai.

“Let me talk about the movies I’ve seen. What do you want to hear?”

The girl’s eyes were youthful, but her features showed premature roughness, making it difficult to determine her age. When she spoke, a faint glow of youthful vitality flickered in her gaze, but it lacked luster and liveliness. Xiang Hai appeared to be around eighteen or nineteen years old, with a withered and emaciated face that bore the signs of malnutrition, and his eyes were unnervingly clear.

They wore worn and dirty clothes, hiding in the darkest corner. The girl vividly described the world outside, and Xiang Hai listened with fascination, his eyes filled with longing.

These scenes flowed by, and Xiang Hai transformed from a young boy into a frail adult.

“I was too young when I arrived, so I don’t remember much. But I remember that my name is Xiang Hai, and I have a brother.” One day, Xiang Hai said with conviction. “I will find my family sooner or later.”

“Haha, no wonder they call you an unfamiliar dog.” The girl laughed. “I told you before, right? I came here after middle school. Compared to others, I’m lucky, only having my leg broken—though in this cursed place, you can never be too careful. I’ve been observing you for three or four years before daring to talk to you.”

“Talk to me?”

“One person definitely can’t escape, but two people can.” The girl’s dark and rough face revealed a sharp and piercing paranoia in her eyes. “I’ve been trapped here for nearly ten years, and I know a few ways out of the village.”

Xiang Hai’s joy flowed like a clear and bright river, murmuring incessantly. Even if it was only through words, the joy of freedom swelled in his chest, flowing through his veins.

“Your adoptive family doesn’t like you. Once they had their own son, they treated you like a beast of burden, not allowing you to study or leave the village. I’ve seen it all.” The girl straightened her dry hair and lowered her voice. “If you still side with them, I’ll blame myself for being blind. So, do you want to escape together?”

Xiang Hai looked at his slightly older friend, and his eyes began to well up with tears.

“Of course!” Xiang Hai answered firmly.

“Sister, what do you want to do after we get out?” He immediately asked, his voice filled with almost overflowing anticipation.

“I don’t know. I used to be good at dancing, but now I can’t anymore.” The girl paused for a moment and revealed a somewhat inexperienced, soft smile. “But I used to have excellent grades, so continuing my studies shouldn’t be a problem. How about you?”

“First, learn how to read.” Xiang Hai scratched his head. “If I study, I won’t catch up to you… Maybe I’ll open a small business. As long as my parents and siblings don’t reject me, it’ll be fine.”

“Ambitious!”

“I heard you have four children…”

The girl’s face instantly turned ugly, and her dry lips trembled for a moment. “The children of a rapist, it’s none of my damn business.”

“That’s true.” Xiang Hai pondered for a moment, nodding in agreement.

With a companion who shared the same aspirations and a way to escape, the happiness they felt was indescribable. The so-called “family” in the village was filled with pain, contrasting the overwhelming sweetness of happiness in their hearts.

The joy of the desperate was enough to dissolve everything. Fu Xingchuan’s mind grew foggy, and his thoughts became fragmented. He… He knew what would happen next.

Outside the mountains, relatives from the village received the news and came to intercept them. Caught between two groups of people, with freedom within reach, the two young people found themselves trapped.

“I’ll lead them away, alright?” Xiang Hai said.

“The road outside is clear, but I don’t know how to ride a bike. Once you escape, come back and save me.”

“But you…”

“Sister, I know. If you’re caught and taken back, you’ll definitely be killed,” Xiang Hai replied with a smile. “I’m still a young man. Even as a sacrificial animal, I might be of some use. Who knows, maybe I can survive.”

“What if you guessed wrong?” The girl’s lips trembled. She clenched her fingers, her features twisted with fear and worry.

“Well, there’s nothing we can do about it… Besides, I’m in good health. I might be able to hold out in the mountains for a few days.”

Xiang Hai patted his chest, his voice lighthearted.

“The fastest runner should go first. Who told me I can’t ride a bike?”

The girl closed her eyes.

“I’ll bring people to rescue you as soon as possible.” She promised.

……

Xiang Hai guessed wrong. The family of the “kidnapped wife” was especially furious, and Xiang Hai was beaten within an inch of his life on the spot. The subsequent “family members” saw him injured and immediately turned back, clamoring for compensation along the way.

Xiang Hai’s body was indeed strong, so strong that he survived with serious injuries in the desolate wilderness for an entire day. When the people from the outside world found him, he had just breathed his last breath.

Xiang Hai returned home as he had wished—he turned into a small urn of ashes and returned to his brother’s side.

However, that urn of ashes was always surrounded by a faint obsession. Over time, as news spread throughout the country, those obsessions slowly gathered, becoming the faint shadows in Xiang Jiang’s dreams.

Two months after the incident exploded, that slender young man appeared in the dreams of his brother. Xiang Hai hid in the distance, so frail that he could dissipate at any moment. He shyly observed his unfamiliar blood relative, cautiously confirming his own obsession.

The memories of joy abruptly ceased, and darkness descended along with it—

[Where are Mom and Dad?]

[They’re no longer here.]

[What about my friend? The sister who escaped with me.] A hint of confusion appeared in the question, and the resentment on Xiang Hai’s body grew slightly stronger.

[She…]

Even in a hazy dream, Xiang Jiang still knew that this was a topic that shouldn’t be brought up. However, whether it was the connection between twins or the overwhelming power of his deceased brother, Xiang Jiang’s memories were directly ripped out.

Xiang Hai couldn’t read, but he could directly sense Xiang Jiang’s thoughts, and unnumbered sentences rushed into his mind.

[Did you see, brothers? This is what happens to a lickspittle.]

[I think it was the woman who seduced him first, finding a little lapdog to do the work.]

[You don’t understand the thrill of taking someone else’s wife?]

[This is what happens when you take a woman seriously.]

Shortly after the incident, the comments in the comment section became “lighthearted”.

[I’m a mother, and even I think it’s not right. After all, she considered cheating, right?]

[They willingly sacrificed themselves, how romantic.]

[Some people won’t let you say anything? The criminals have been caught, what’s wrong with expressing a few feelings? Her being trafficked doesn’t conflict with her taking advantage of other people’s feelings.]

[Don’t just gossip. My acquaintances have insider information.]

……

The news was highly dramatic and attracted national attention, with discussions on various websites lasting a long time. People tirelessly speculated, and after the incident was resolved, regret turned into contemplation, and contemplation turned into curiosity.

Xiang Jiang had visited the girl at the center of the storm. Her mood wasn’t very good, but she had expressed a positive desire to continue her studies. Unfortunately, after ten years, her parents had given up, each starting their own families.

She never got to continue her studies.

Perhaps because of her age, her classmates were already active in the workforce. Perhaps because of her current awkward status, her parents were concerned about other people’s opinions. Perhaps because the “’relatives’ children” in the mountains kept harassing her. Perhaps because of those never-ending topics.

Two months after being rescued, she leaped from the rooftop of her residence, just as determined as when she had escaped. Only this time, she was alone.

Xiang Hai silently absorbed all the memories.

He didn’t understand, he didn’t comprehend. She could endure so much; she had escaped from hell.

Xiang Hai embraced his obsession and fell into greater and deeper confusion. Perhaps that mountain had been etched into his blood and embedded in his nerves. On the day he struggled in agony before his death, he heard the wailing of countless lost souls in the mountains. They left with his body and had nowhere to go.

Xiang Hai pondered day and night, until a chilling and ferocious joy swept over him.

…So that’s how it is. This place must still be a part of the mountain, and they haven’t successfully escaped yet. There would always be people smiling happily, their gazes sweeping over as if they were some kind of inhuman object.

Inside and outside the village, objects were still objects, just with a difference in usefulness and interest.

Xiang Hai wasn’t good at thinking. His thoughts had long been buried under the daily chores. Things were too complicated, and now he didn’t want to know the reasons or bother to understand the motives. He just knew that the ending shouldn’t have been like this.

He just didn’t want them to laugh anymore.

Countless grievances gathered in his dreams, breaking through the wings of the human-faced butterflies. On that day, the most powerful and fierce ghost in recent years was born. From the depths of golden joy, black mildew began to grow.

From this point on, he knew the rest. Fu Xingchuan had experienced all of this, but who…

Who was he?

Memories and emotions surged. His name should be Xiang Hai… right?

Beyond the illusion.

“Teacher, when they were watching me, I couldn’t help but think—”

Xiang Jiang picked up the gun from the ground again.

“—I couldn’t help but wonder; I want to know how he lived before. After all, my life seems to have so little meaning. And then, I was told this.”

Xiang Jiang muttered, pointing the gun at the absent-minded Fu Xingchuan.

His brother had become obsessed after his death. While he had only had this one obsession while alive. If a vengeful spirit lost its obsession, it would disappear, but what about a living person?

“I understand your feelings. It must be confusing, right? Even now, I often can’t distinguish who I am… But I am certain that every time I see you all earnestly maintaining this ‘civilized order’, I feel uncomfortable.”

The white tigers weakened, and Xiang Hai was busily destroying them. Xiang Jiang took a deep breath and slowly pressed the trigger.

Bang!

A human body hit the ground with a heavy thud. Xiang Jiang fell forward, still tightly holding the bubble in his arms. As the Ghost Master fell, Xiang Hai couldn’t help but hesitate for a moment. In that instant, he was pounced on by two white tigers whose breaths were barely there.

Where Xiang Jiang fell, two figures wearing red veils, acting suspiciously, were revealed.

“I’ll take care of Fu Xingchuan!” Ge Tingting swiftly dashed out, frantically applying a reinforced tranquility talisman to Fu Xingchuan’s body. Huang Jin retracted his club and kicked Xiang Jiang on the ground with the tip of his foot.

“I hope we didn’t kill him.” He murmured, still trembling with fear.

Around Huang Jin’s wrist was a strand of pitch-black hair, and his body was covered in red veils adorned with sealed spirit weapons, erasing all traces of sound. Now Huang Jin hastily removed the red veil and covered it over Xiang Jiang—there was a strong Evil Force swirling around Xiang Jiang, in desperate need of isolation.

Without Xiang Jiang’s command, the surrounding ghostly figures scattered. Not far away, Fu Xingchuan, covered in applied talismans, sat up and stayed on the ground for a while to recover. Before he could stand up, a chain of fire shot out and bound Xiang Hai securely.

“Are you both okay?” He wobbled as he got up.

“We’re fine.” Ge Tingting also removed her red veil. “What about you…”

“Everything that needed to be confirmed has been confirmed.” Fu Xingchuan glanced at Xiang Jiang, who was covered by the red veil. “Zhang Hejun and Dr. Sun are also under the control of Shian. Their situation is a bit different from Qi Xin’s and Qiu Fang’s. They have been affected to a lesser extent, making the situation a bit difficult to handle.”

Ge Tingting sighed, feeling a bit down.

“You both continue with the plan. I’ll take care of this thing. Don’t you both have a strand of Yin Ren’s hair? If it’s okay, then he’ll be okay.”

Fu Xingchuan pinched his brow and looked at the protective spell left by Xiang Jiang. He took a deep breath and deliberately lowered his voice.

“Don’t worry, it’ll be fine.”

……

The interstitial space.

Countless giant feet stomped down fiercely, and the terrified cub struggled beneath the lifting and dropping steps. The escape route was sealed from the outside, turning this place into a complete dead end.

Mr. Le accelerated the movement of his giant foot.

Mr. Qiu had been too indecisive before, attempting to fight with only a portion of his body. Facing him was the cub of ‘Fear’—the Fear that annihilated everything.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Accompanied by the impacts, his companions briefly connected to the other side to assist him. Mr. Le mustered his strength and squeezed most of his body into this narrow interstitial space. He had to crush this cub into mud, consume it completely, and eliminate any possibility of “Fear” regenerating in a short time.

Unfortunately, under his trampling, that small patch of darkness was slippery and elusive, wriggling like an eel. The wings on its surface opened and closed, occasionally cutting out large chunks from the adjacent giant foot. Once it succeeded, it would quickly devour the spoils, becoming even more enormous.

No matter what kind of emotional disturbance was inflicted upon it, it remained undeterred, only madly wreaking havoc and feeding.

A dead end.

Mr. Le was quite patient. He carefully synthesized toxins within his limbs. To avoid alarming the “Fear” cub, he administered a very mild poison.

This cub named “Zhong Chengshuo” parasitized a human body, so even if it could consume his own Evil Force, it would still react to biological toxins!

He wanted it to gradually become numb, slow and sluggish, and eventually turn into a black paste.

[How does it taste?]

Zhong Chengshuo’s clothing had transformed into red garments, and his hair had been elongated by the illusion. He remained in human form, securely enveloped within Yin Ren’s body.

[It’s spicy, but it doesn’t have much effect.] Yin Ren responded with his thoughts. [There are no living components inside me anyway.]

In order to isolate emotional influences, he decisively abandoned most of his perception. Just like in the Valley of Bones in the world of dreams, within endless emptiness, there was only him and Zhong Chengshuo. Naturally, he couldn’t fight normally in this state—retaining only a slight sense of touch, he didn’t even know the enemy’s position.

The premise was that he was alone.

Currently, beside him, Zhong Chengshuo opened his pitch-black eyes, and the remnants of his original body continued to operate within his eyeballs. He couldn’t exert any power… but he could still see, touch, and transmit his thoughts completely to the other party.

For example, taking over this battle in terms of consciousness.

[Alright, continue.]

Zhong Chengshuo embraced his lover’s body.

[Everything is still going according to plan.]


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