Gamers Are Fierce

Chapter 1106: Chapter 105: My Love (10)

"Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn,

this model of the solar system is correct.

If the mechanism is currently in the off state, then to activate it, the model must be made incorrect?"

Li Ang pondered aloud, adjusting the chandelier’s celestial model, sliding the spheres of varying sizes and colors along their tracks.

He changed the order from Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, to Earth, Moon, Mercury, Venus, Sun, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn.

He placed Earth at the center, forming a Ptolemaic geocentric model prior to Copernicus.

The moment Li Ang moved Saturn to the outermost position, the bronze-colored metal sphere representing Venus fell from the ceiling and landed on the bed.

"An egg dropped?"

Li Ang picked up the Venus sphere and discovered it could be unscrewed; inside the lower half was a power switch connected to insulated tweezers.

When powered, the insulated tweezers would clamp the chandelier wire tightly, releasing it when unpowered.

"By moving the chandelier to the geocentric solar system model, the power to the chandelier can be cut, thus obtaining the Venus sphere..."

Li Ang adjusted the small metal sphere and, after removing the components of the insulated tweezers, found a knife coin-shaped metal piece, exposed like a USB stick.

"This shape... must be the key to the study, right?"

Li Ang picked up the metal sphere, put on his shoes, walked out of the children’s bedroom, and without hurrying to use the key on the study door, went downstairs.

He moved all the obstructions around the wooden doll, including sofa fragments, ceramic flower pots, tables, chairs, and benches, leaving the wooden doll standing alone in the empty space.

Li Ang himself stood at a distance, waiting silently.

He had been mentally calculating the time, estimating that it was about time for the doll to unseal.

With his finger hovering over the flashlight button, Li Ang quietly counted down, ten, nine, eight...

Click.

The faint sound of wood rubbing was unusually loud in the silent room.

The unknown doll suddenly turned its head violently, glaring fixedly at Li Ang standing at the back. With a flash of the cutter’s blade, it marked a deep scar on the living room floor again. frёeωebɳovel.com

However, Li Ang was prepared for this, having stood in advance in the dining room where the knife’s force couldn’t reach, enveloping the exposed wooden doll with the flashlight beam.

Click, click.

The doll, dressed in a dress, jumped unwillingly forward, brandishing the cutter toward Li Ang.

Yet, under the flashlight’s beam, it could only slow down bit by bit until it completely froze.

"Hmm?"

Li Ang raised an eyebrow.

At the instant the seal froze the wooden doll, it leaped upward.

Right now, the doll was suspended in mid-air, immobile.

"This... can the flashlight freeze the anomalous in mid-air?"

Li Ang wore a strange expression, continuing to shine the flashlight for a while longer before stepping forward to poke the floating doll with a half-lamp post hanging from the ground.

The doll, struck by the lamp post, floated gently like an astronaut in zero gravity, hitting the wall, leaving deep marks with the cutter in its hand.

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Li Ang was first stunned, then immediately realized something. He supported the rigid doll hanging mid-air and rushed towards the side hall.

For the first seal, it was twenty minutes,

For the second, ten minutes,

So for the third seal, the effective duration could only be around five minutes.

He had to act quickly.

Li Ang carried the doll to the side hall, positioning the floating doll toward the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Pushing the doll with both hands, he directed its cutter to slice into the robust window.

Tear——

The teeth-grinding sound of friction echoed through the side hall.

White scratch marks appeared visibly on the window, glass powder descending sparsely.

"It’s effective indeed."

Li Ang’s heart skipped; since the cutter in the doll’s hand could affect the otherwise impervious walls, it should be effective on the glass and doors as well.

"If I control the doll to cut a hole in the window with the cutter, perhaps I could escape from the house directly..."

Before he could finish the last word, a burning pain appeared again on his left arm,

A line of black tattoo emerged on the back of his hand from thin air.

[Don’t do this]

It appeared again.

Li Ang raised an eyebrow, not only ignoring the tattoo’s advice but also speeding up the cutter’s action, and spoke loudly to the air: "Born with dignity, how can I surrender?

I’m like a wild horse that knows no return, but I must eliminate a villain like you.

Please reveal yourself quickly, or I’ll slice through this glass."

Since entering the scripted task, he consistently felt a prickling discomfort of being watched, as if a thorn was stuck in his back.

The origin of the tattoo,

certainly an eye in the shadows observing him.

"The Delver’s Title Skill can be used; once I see the opponent, I can uncover the secrets hidden deep in their heart..."

Li Ang controlled the wooden doll to continue cutting the window, fully alert and watchful of his surroundings.

Suddenly, his heart violently trembled and contracted,

Like a roller coaster, it stopped for four seconds before pounding heavily seven times.

His vision wavered continuously, and he staggered a few steps backward.

Step.

Li Ang kicked against the leg of a sofa seat, barely stopping his backward momentum,

Yet his consciousness seemed abstracted from his body, floating lightly.

A hazy vision appeared before him.

——

Hospital, ward, unfamiliar ceiling.

His view was blurred and murky, things coming in and out of focus.

Li Ang looked confused at the scene before him; he couldn’t feel or control his body, only able to stare at the strange ceiling.

After a few seconds, he realized that he was viewing a fragment of a memory from another person’s perspective.

"Beep, beep, beep..."

The sound of vital sign monitors came from beyond his sight.

The owner of the view slowly shook their head, taking in more of the ward’s scenery.

This was a double-bedded ward with sterile floors, white wallpaper, and blue curtains.

The curtains were open, revealing the starry night sky outside.

The owner of the view was wrapped in bandages all over,

While in the hospital bed beside them lay the silhouette of a woman with long black hair, wearing a breathing mask, her face obscured.

Through the glass window of the ward door, a pair of middle-aged men and women could be vaguely seen standing in the hallway, conversing with a masked doctor in a white coat.

"Her condition is very dangerous..."

"We may need to adopt more aggressive treatment options..."

"Family signature required..."

The voices of their conversation grew progressively lighter, and the vision increasingly blurred and dimmed.

When Li Ang regained his senses,

He was already lying on his back on the sofa, staring at the ceiling of the living room.

"Huh??"

Li Ang instinctively sat upright, only to realize that there were three people sitting on the sofa beside him,

on the left was an old lady with a kind face, wearing a brown dress and glasses, while on the right was an elderly couple with worried expressions — the same middle-aged man and woman he had seen in his hallucination just now.

"Where am I? Who are you?"

Li Ang took a deep breath and clenched his fists. He was still wearing that expensive suit, but the left sleeve was rolled up,

and there were two lines of words written on the back of his hand with a black marker,

the content read [Use the flashlight],

and [Don’t do it]

"Calm down, Steven, calm down."

The kind-faced old lady spoke gently, "You’re safe, don’t panic, you’re with your family."

"Family?"

Li Ang looked at the elderly white couple beside him, frowning deeply.

Were these Steven’s parents?

What was the hallucination just now?

Was Steven seriously injured and hospitalized?

Was that something that happened in the past, or a foreknowledge of the future?

Li Ang turned his head, looking around,

the place he was in was undoubtedly the living room where the script task began, with tables and chairs normally placed,

there were no wooden dolls or rabbit corpses sitting on stools,

and no marks of the floor being slashed with a utility knife.

"Yes, family."

The old lady with glasses and a kind face gently said, "They are your parents. Do you remember what happened just now, Steven?"

"I woke up in this house, being chased by a wooden doll that looked like Annabel and Pinocchio had married and had a child, holding a knife,

because I said its last name Pin was weird."

Li Ang twisted his lips and said, "Otherwise, what do you think I should say?

Just now, my parents told me our family is actually billionaires, and my previously poor life was just to train my willpower, and now I can safely inherit the billion-dollar fortune?"

"Uh..."

The old lady looked bewildered and exchanged an awkward glance with the elderly couple beside her, awkwardly explaining, "Star Realm travel can cause disorientation and memory disorder, after all, it’s too hasty now.

Fortunately, we have a recording."

The old lady took out a shiny silver voice recorder from under the table and pressed the play button, immediately a man’s voice came out.

"Steven, this is a recording I made for myself.

When I hear this recording, I should have already entered into the Star Realm Traveling State.

My name is Steven Carter,

my wife is named Mavis Carter.

Our children are named Robin and Rin.

My wife and I met at the entrance of the community, we grew up in the same place, attended the same school, but we had never seen each other before.

We met, knew each other, loved each other, shared the same passion for cryptography, and eventually married, had children, until the accident happened..."

Click.

Li Ang pressed the pause button on the recorder, frowning deeply, his gaze shifted between the old lady and the so-called Steven’s parents, and he said sternly, "Okay, what’s going on?

Why do I have marker traces on my hand,

why are you appearing here,

and where are my wife and children?"

"Steven... I’m the Spirit Medium your parents hired."

The old lady took a deep breath and slowly said, "Your wife, she’s already dead."

"Dead?"

Li Ang raised an eyebrow, "How did she die?"

"Car accident."

The old lady said, "You and your wife had a perfect love, a harmonious family initially,

but during a family trip, your wife accidentally hit and killed a young motorcyclist while driving.

Although it was later proved to be a mere accident, and your wife wasn’t primarily responsible,

she was still haunted by deep guilt, sinking into severe depression.

Your wife, being an orphan without parents, already had unstable mental health from a young age,

the car accident caused her to suffer from severe mental illness, growing increasingly crazy, exhibiting behavior of mental disorder.

For instance, she would stay locked inside the bedroom for years,

refusing to eat when depressed,

destroying items in the room madly when anxious, tables and chairs,

and quietly sneaking out of the bedroom at night, standing beside the beds of your son and daughter, just staring at them.

When you found out, she was holding a pillow, ready to press it against the children’s faces at any moment.

She realized her problems and cooperated with the treatment, but with little success,

after one treatment, she even killed your family’s black cat named Hope, buried it under the courtyard tree, and lied to you that Hope had run away."

The old lady who identified as a Spirit Medium paused for a moment and slowly said, "After treatment, her madness didn’t improve, but instead got worse,

beginning to perform acts of self-harm or harm to others.

The last time, which was half a year ago, she first drugged you with sleeping pills at night and then told the children to go to school normally the next morning.

After the children left, she dragged you to the swing in the courtyard, attacked you with a knife, and finally took sleeping pills herself.

A neighbor saw and called the police, the police arrived and took you both to the hospital,

your injuries were only superficial, but she ultimately didn’t survive."

"..."

Li Ang remained silent for a moment, contemplated for a few seconds, and tilted his head, "My wife had a mental illness, okay, and then?

Considering the interior of the house and the clothing I’m wearing,

Steven should be quite wealthy,

able to support his children alone.

Economically, it’s not a problem.

Considering you identify as a Spirit Medium, the plot development is likely that after my wife died, things didn’t just end there.

She came back, in the form of a Spiritual Body."

"..."

The Spirit Medium paused for a moment, seeming surprised by how quickly Li Ang caught on, nodded, and slowly said, "You guessed right.

Your wife loved you too much, and she loved her children too much.

After her death, she returned to your home, continuing to live with you.

At first, it was just tables and chairs moving by themselves, making noise at night,

the piano in the study playing on its own,

or the sudoku on the newspaper being inexplicably completed.

But, as time passed, her affection for you became stronger, evolving into an intense, uncontrollable possessiveness.

She wanted to live with you, be it in life, or death."