Free Web NovelJingyi Apartment Complex, Lu Yibei's home.
Beside Lu Yibei, Ju Meng sat cross-legged on the sofa, her lips pursed, her hands gripping the game controller, her eyes glued to the TV screen, her willow-like brows stubbornly furrowed.
Just from her expression, it was evident that the game had entered a tense and anxious state.
"If you die, hurry up and revive to help me fight! What are you lying there for? Are you planning to extort someone where you fall?"
"Coming, coming, so annoying! Can't I recover energy by lying here? Wait until I, Sister, have full energy, then I'll rush over and show you what 'killing it' looks like!"
As she spoke, perhaps due to excessive tension or mentioning familiar moves, as soon as Ju Meng controlled her game character to leave the camp, she immediately unleashed her ultimate move on the spot, depleting her energy bar.
It looked cool, but did no damage.
"Just to confirm, you said 'killing it' just now, not 'idiot', right?"
Hearing Lu Yibei's sarcastic tone, Ju Meng rolled her eyes and controlled her character seriously without saying a word.
Finally, when she controlled her game character, traversing mountains and crossing over half the map to reach Lu Yibei's character, she only saw the scene of the huge, ferocious-looking BOSS collapsing with a bang.
Ju Meng widened her eyes, turned to look at Lu Yibei, and said in surprise, "It just died like that? It only took two minutes? How did you do it?" Lu Yibei glanced sideways at Ju Meng, shrugged, and said, "Nothing special, just skilled hands."
She always felt that the urban legend in the game were dead after all, every move had a pattern to follow, and even if the opponent was not AI but a player, they were still limited by the rules of the game.
As long as you figured out their routines, winning would become much simpler.
Of course, players like Ju Meng, who would curse if they couldn't win, and then follow the network cable to buff others, were an exception; that was another way of playing.
After hearing Lu Yibei's answer, Ju Meng put her hands on her hips, rolled her eyes, and said, "Then if you can solo it, why do you always rush me? Wouldn't it be better if you just killed it yourself?"
"Wasn't I trying to give you some sense of participation?" Lu Yibei said, "It's precisely because it was almost dead that I rushed you so urgently! Otherwise, if the BOSS died and you hadn't even hit it once, wouldn't that be boring?"
"Whether I hit it or not doesn't really matter," Ju Meng pouted, controlling her game character to walk towards the BOSS's corpse, pulling out a small knife to collect materials, "Isn't this having a sense of participation?"
""Hmm, it's decided!" She patted Lu Yibei's shoulder and said seriously, "From now on, you fight the urban legend, and I, Sister, will loot the corpses, any objections?"
"..." Lu Yibei opened her mouth, about to say something, when Ju Meng's head suddenly rested on her shoulder, followed by Ju Meng's voice in her ear.
"Those monsters are so scary and powerful, Gege will definitely protect me, right?"
As she spoke, she picked up a jelly from the table, peeled open the packaging with both hands and mouth, and brought it to Lu Yibei's mouth.
Her fingers trembled slightly, and the jelly juice flowed out of the packaging, slowly sliding down her fair fingertips, making one feel an urge to suck on them.
Lu Yibei, "..." She's really good at this—
This feeling was like having a roommate who was tea-like, even more flirtatious than your own girlfriend when they got going. It was just weird, truly unbearable!
In the silence, Lu Yibei dodged the jelly offered to her mouth, glanced at Ju Meng with a look of disgust, and thought,'She calls herself Sister when looting corpses, and now she's pretending to be a good little sister here?'
"What's the problem?"
Ju Meng sat up straight, stuffed the jelly she was holding into Lu Yibei's mouth, and shrugged with a look of indifference. "Can't it be, when looting corpses I'm your sister, and when fighting monsters you're my brother? We each have our own way of addressing each other?" Lu Yibei, "..." It seems there's no problem?
Anyway, they had maintained a father-son relationship for a long time, trying out a new identity was also quite nice.
"Alright! Then let's stop here for today? I still need to study the memory of the Great Serpent God, and then wait until dark, it's time to go to Liao Zhai Tavern."
As she spoke, Lu Yibei looked at Ju Meng, only to see her holding up one finger, looking at her pitifully. "Help me fight one more, just one last one."
"..." Lu Yibei was silent for two seconds, then compromised, "Alright, just one last one!" "Mhm mhm!" —
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In the shadows, a group of Little Freaks, secretly observing Ju Meng and Lu Yibei, witnessed the entire process and felt as uncomfortable as if they had eaten dog shit flavored with saccharin.
False Tooth curled upwards at a forty-five-degree angle to the sky, saying melancholically, "What did I do wrong to have to see this?"
"This woman is getting more and more out of line, starting this in the house in broad daylight?" Eyeball jumped up and down, righteously indignant, "I don't think she's putting us in her eyes at all. I think it's time we taught her a lesson."
Maotuan (Hairball) wriggled a few times, and a tentacle seeped out from its messy black fur, patting the scarred Eyeball, saying earnestly, "Save it, you'll die."
"Die? Hilarious, I can't die at all right now, okay?" Eyeball said, "Oh, by the way, speaking of which, was it really that woman who asked you to take me there and help me heal?"
"The more I think about it, the more it feels wrong. Would she be that kind?" "Mhm mhm!" All the Little Freaks responded in unison.
"Actually, she's not that bad, just tsundere," said Maotuan (Hairball).
"Right,
Right, Brother Eyeball, when Heaven is about to confer a great office upon a person, it must first test his will, and wear out his sinews and bones. I think if you endure this, you will surely reach new heights," said False Tooth.
"Jia, jia you!" said Sleeping Dress.
Clearly, when it came to tricking Eyeball, their opinions were highly unified. In the entire Hua City, besides it, who else could withstand that trial that felt like torture? For the happiness of all the urban legend in Hua City, it had to be sacrificed—
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Her head was suddenly struck hard. After falling unconscious, Hua Xieyu had a long, boring, and bizarre dream.
In that dream, she seemed to have died as soon as she was born, like a flame that had just ignited and was immediately extinguished. The following decade or so were merely a few wisps of smoke remaining after the flame died out.
In the breeze that stirred the floating smoke, someone seemed to be whispering something, indistinct and intermittent.
"They are already dead, their remaining bodies wander the world... laughter does not mean happiness, tears do not represent sadness..."
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In a daze, an invisible force was pulling at her consciousness, like moving a chess piece, constantly changing her identity.
For a while, she became an elderly person living alone in a remote small town. Life seemed to consist only of the crowded vegetable market in the morning, the chessboard under the shade of trees in the afternoon, the TV that was reluctant to turn off late at night, and that cat. Her children, like most empty nesters, had become a minor interlude in her life.
For a while, she became a student at an ordinary middle school, with an average appearance, average grades, and no special talents. After every exam, her name would be lost among hundreds or thousands of others, difficult to find.
Finally, she became a young company employee. The company was not large, but it wasn't easy to go out of business either. The work was a bit busy, occasionally requiring overtime late into the night, but she never missed her weekends, and her salary was just enough to live on.
She was immersed in that life where every day felt like a copy and paste. Time seemed to pass for a long time, and yet it felt like only an instant, until one day, she was walking home from work as usual.
On the street at sunset, the lights were just coming on. In the interweaving of light and shadow, the surging crowd seemed to turn into props. Then, a man blocked her path.
The man was wearing a gray jacket and a fisherman's hat. The brim was pulled low, obscuring his face, but judging from the outline of his chin, he should have been quite handsome.
"Hua Xizhuang, do you still remember me?" the man said to her.
She looked at the man suspiciously and cautiously, muttering, "You, you've got the wrong person, right? My surname is Yu..." "Really?" the man smiled, "Hua Xizhuang, think about it again?"
The man's words seemed to have a magical power, pouring into Hua Xieyu's mind, making her consciousness tremble.
Fragmented memories, like glass shards hitting with the shockwave of an explosion, fiercely pierced into her mind. Pain, like vicious insects, bred within her.
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Everything before her collapsed. ————
When Hua Xieyu woke up from her coma, it was already evening.
Gasping for breath, she suddenly opened her eyes and saw the setting sun. The dilapidated and decaying swimming pool, bathed in the rosy afterglow, was like an old person rushing towards death.
Her head was heavy, her neck felt swollen and painful as if she had slept on it wrong, and her limbs seemed to be scraped. It felt like she had just been in a terrible car accident.
Although Miss Rabbit had held back as much as possible when ambushing Hua Xieyu, merely knocking her unconscious rather than fatally injuring her, it still caused her considerable harm.
So painful! What happened to me? Oh right, I was ambushed. Was the buyer that man brought back that I dreamed of just now? Strange, why would I dream of him? It's completely inexplicable! Thinking of this, Hua Xieyu's face darkened, and her brows furrowed.
Many years ago, before her father, who was full of vices, disappeared, he had the idea of selling her and had even brought the buyer home.
Even now, she clearly remembered the scene that evening when she returned home, and her father, counting money, pointed at the man wearing a gray jacket and a fisherman's hat, announcing to her, "From now on, you'll follow him!"
In fact, before seeing that scene, Hua Xieyu already knew that her father had the idea of selling her.
She had long heard others say that her father had been frequently contacting local cult organizations recently, secretly discussing something, and that cult organization had already harmed countless children like her.
She looked at the unfamiliar man, remembered those rumors, and stood frozen, trembling. Then.
The moment the man walked towards her, she suddenly found a burst of strength, turned around, and ran headlong into the complex alleys of Xiang Niangzi Cave without looking back.
She kept running, running, from evening until dark, not daring to stop, as if a vengeful spirit was chasing her.
She hid like that for two whole days. When she returned home again, her father had disappeared and never came back.
Hua Xieyu thought he had probably taken someone else's money and couldn't deliver the goods, so he hid to avoid retaliation, or perhaps he simply abandoned her.
However, what she never understood was why the unlucky person whose money was taken never came looking for her.
In short, on the morning of the third day, she sat in front of her house, staring blankly at the dirty street for an entire morning, and suddenly realized that from now on, if she wanted to survive, she had to rely on herself.
And now, when she was almost lost in that bizarre dream, losing herself, the man in the gray jacket, whom she had almost forgotten, actually appeared again and helped her wake up—
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Lying on the cold ground, it took Hua Xieyu a while for her consciousness to fully clear. She slowly sat up, fumbling with her hands to roughly check her body.
After confirming that she only had some superficial injuries, she breathed a sigh of relief, raised her hand to grab the railing nearby, and used it to stand up.
As soon as she stabilized her posture, she frowned.
There was a sinking feeling in her pants pocket; it seemed something had been added.
Reaching in to feel around, Hua Xieyu's hand held a mobile phone and a dark gold polyhedron.
It was a brand new Cherry 13 Plus Pro. It seemed to have no SIM card inserted, as it didn't receive a signal after turning on. Besides the system software, no other apps were downloaded on the phone.
The entire phone seemed brand new, except for the message icon, which had a red dot. Opening the message icon, a message caught her eye.
【Dear Miss Hua Xizhuang, we regret that we have to communicate in this manner.
You might wonder what my purpose is, but I believe I made it clear in the letter last night.
I just want to help you and your children. Their current situation is not as good as you imagine, and it is very dangerous.
As a token of sincerity, I am now putting the item that can help you break free from that man's control into your hands. If you trust me, when your consciousness is affected next time, inject a little Spiritual Energy into that item. As for why I want to help you, whether you believe it or not, I will say it is because of justice!
Perhaps, after you watch the videos on the phone, you will understand my thoughts a little. Sincerely, Mr. S.】
After reading the long message, Hua Xieyu frowned and pondered for a moment, then exited the message interface and opened the first video stored on the phone.
The video only played for a little over ten seconds before her eyes widened.
She saw a factory that looked like /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ a cage made of steel. In the dim light, in the huge glass containers hanging on both sides of the wire mesh corridor, children with tubes inserted all over their bodies were kept.
A man who looked dispirited and dressed like an office worker stood in front of a large glass container, gazing intently. Beside him, several people in black robes pointed at the child in the glass container, as if introducing goods, explaining something to him.
