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"When someone told me that Mr. Chi must be able to guess the truth, I didn't believe it."

"But now, I find that there is a new world beyond my understanding. Mr. Chi just said that the less you see, the more things you don't understand..."

Gu Xichao looked at the fire in the fireplace and smiled slightly: "Mr. Chi is right. Maybe, I've been here for too long, it's time to go out for a walk."

The demeanor around him was stable and leisurely, and his tone was so flat that he seemed to be chatting about a certain book or a certain cloud.

Rather than the death that has been staged in the copy for twelve years.

It seems that he is not the initiator of the invitation, the murderer that Chi Yiyin thinks.

Just a traveler on a leisurely vacation here.

someone?

Mr. Li Si.

Chi Yiyin snorted coldly, remembering how Li Sijun and Gu Xichao stood together before, but couldn't help but become more confused about Li Sijun's identity.

Judging from the current situation, Gu Xichao is the core of the existence of this dungeon, the dungeon boss. Li Sijun, who was familiar with Gu Xichao and even got along like a friend, became weird.

Who will be friends with the instance boss?

But Li Sijun is not on good terms with the core of every copy, at least Ma Yuze is in awe of Li Sijun, and dare not show up when Li Sijun is present.

Chi Yiyin temporarily suppressed her doubts about Li Sijun's identity, and instead focused on more important matters.

"I'm sorry about your family."

Chi Yiyin stared at Gu Xichao, and asked, "I can understand your hatred for the proprietress, but those people in the town, and Lute... those people you invited, why did you kill them?"

The moment Chi Yiyin spoke, the audience before the live broadcast couldn't help exclaiming, no one expected this result.

[what? This cripple, he turned out to be the one who sent the invitation? ? ? What a joke! ]

[A person who can't even walk...how is it possible, what is the anchor thinking? ]

[No, wait, isn't this person a guest of the Snow Mountain Hotel? Why did he suddenly become a murderer? ]

[impossible! Is the anchor driven crazy by the task? I met this regular customer when I entered this dungeon, he is definitely a good guy! I chatted with him for a long time in the middle of the night, he enlightened me a lot, and I persisted until now, why does the anchor slander such a good person! ]

[Hiss, I can't tell, no matter how you look at it, no one would suspect that a disabled person is a murderer? ]

[No, I think it's really possible... I checked the black market and forums, and searched all the previous recordings, but there is no file on Gu Xichao. Do you know what that means? ]

[Understand. Compared with the well-known evil name, what is more terrifying is the kind of enemy that hides in the dark, and you don't even know his existence. ]

[Oh, naive! If this dungeon hadn't always been too simple to attract everyone's attention, would Gu Xichao, a **** like him, have no information in a place like the playground? ]

[Poor frog in the well. It is precisely because it is in a place like a game field that NPCs and bosses without data are particularly terrifying...]

But for Chi Yiyin's question, Gu Xichao just smiled and raised his eyes, and stared at Chi Yiyin frankly while sitting in the wheelchair.

He looked as if killing people was not a sinful thing, but a matter of course.

As natural as breathing and eating.

"Mr. Chi, have you ever lost anyone close to you?"

Gu Xichao carefully looked at Chi Yiyin's expression, but was only disappointed to get a handsome face that didn't fluctuate.

When Chi Yiyin doesn't want others to get his emotions, all they can see is a statue that has lost all its masks.

Carved to the best of the Creator's ability, every stroke of the stroke reveals an undisguised preference, giving all the ultimate beauty that can be found in the world without hesitation, and finally achieving such a face.

But at this time Chi Yiyin faced Gu Xichao, but even a half smile was stingy.

Gu Xichao slowly withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes and sighed softly, with a lonely expression, and sighed: "When they were here, I just thought it was an ordinary day, as if they were supposed to be there, waiting for me to open my eyes. Saying good morning to them is as normal as the sun rising in the morning."

"But when they died one by one before my eyes..."

Gu Xichao's voice gradually began to tremble uncontrollably, and there was even a hint of bitter crying that could not be suppressed.

He originally just wanted to arouse Chi Yiyin's emotions, but he didn't expect that Chi Yiyin was like a mirror, and instead, the emotions projected out of him returned to himself, bringing back memories of his past.

Faces stained with blood flashed before his eyes, and the once bright and smiling eyes were only cold and stiff.

The younger sister was covered in blood and fell on the icy snow, so far away from him, no matter how much he stretched out his hand, he couldn't touch it.

He can't be rescued, he can't come back...

Gu Xichao was swallowed by his emotions, but Chi Yiyin just looked at him quietly, watching him coldly, so rational that he was almost harsh, and recorded every micro expression of Gu Xichao in his mind, observing the subtleties and penetrating the woods.

"Mr. Chi, do you know that when they die, you don't feel much pain. The most frightening thing is that every time in the future, whenever you are alone, memories will invade and refuse to let go You, insist on letting you see clearly..."

Gu Xichao smoothed out the wrinkles on the blanket with his hands on his knees, but he still couldn't hide his trembling.

"See clearly how cold this world without them is to you."

"Your happiness is shared by no one, no one knows your joy. When you turn around and want to call out their names, all you see is an empty room. There will be no mother in the kitchen, and no sister's smile in the courtyard." Sound, when you are wronged and want to cry...father and elder brother are not behind you."

"Mr. Chi, have you ever felt such loneliness?"

After Chi Yiyin calmly listened to Gu Xichao's strong outburst of emotion, all he could return was a helpless look of pity.

"Sorry, I really have never experienced such emotions."

He said sincerely: "Besides that I don't have a father or siblings, it's also because I grew up in an orphanage, and my mother—to tell the truth, I only saw her twice since a certain day."

"One time, she went around half the city chasing me."

"One more time."

Chi Yiyin's palm fell on her chest, her expression was serious, but she didn't feel sad or painful. She only recounted in the most objective way: "Her knife pierced my heart."

The moment he heard Chi Yiyin's words clearly, Gu Xichao's expression was blank.

"..."

Gu Xichao opened his mouth, originally wanting to say something to make up for the opportunity he missed to shake people's hearts, but suddenly found that there was nothing suitable to say at this time that could shake Chi Yiyin.

And Chi Yiyin obviously couldn't be shaken by this, and was taken advantage of.

He seemed well-accepted and calm about his mother's attempt to kill him, not even showing any sadness.

When Chu Yueli talked about his mother, Chi Yiyin's memories and emotions were mobilized. With the strong support of willpower, the blocked memories finally loosened, and the forgotten world opened up to him.

Chi Yiyin suddenly remembered the face he saw in the haunted house.

The woman's brows were sharp and cold, and her steel-blue eyes had no warmth, like a knife she had stabbed into his chest.

The female ghost was screaming and rushed over to save him.

But his mother, who was supposed to be his closest relative and loved one in this world, just lowered her head indifferently and grabbed his collar tightly.

Her red lips opened and closed, as if to say something to him.

But the severe pain spread from the heart, paralyzing the nerves and five senses.

Chi Yiyin felt the rapid loss of body temperature, stared blankly at his mother's face that hadn't changed in more than ten years, but had lost the strength to ask.

-why treat me like this?

Why do you want to leave, and when you come back, you want to kill me with your own hands.

why…

There are too many doubts piled up in his mind.

But in the end, it all turned into a shallow sigh.

Chi Yiyin remembered that before he closed his eyes, the last thing he said to his mother was—

"I forgive you, in the name of God."

I forgive you, in my name.

No matter why you abandon me, hate me, hate me, kill me...I tolerate all your words and deeds.

But that's not because I love you.

It's because... from the moment you turned your back on me and disappeared into the **** sun, you were no longer in my plans for the future, and none of my ideals and goals were related to you.

Since I don't care about you, how can I hate you?

Chi Yiyin smiled calmly at Gu Xichao: "I let you down."

At that moment, Gu Xichao's expression was complicated, his lips moved, and he wanted to say too much.

But on the other side, the smile on Li Sijun's lips gradually faded away.

The teacup in his hand shattered and fell apart.

Li Sijun lowered his slender eyelashes, covering his eyes full of broken golden waves. After a while, the faint smile came back.

"It really is her..."

"It's something she will do, huh."

In the lobby on the first floor, there was a long stalemate, as quiet as death.

The only sound left was the crackling of burning in the fireplace.

When Chi Yiyin looked down, she realized that what was burning in the fireplace was not firewood.

It was a corpse with faintly visible human skeletons.

Those corpses had been burned for a while, and they began to become skinny and charred, and the corpse oil slowly dripped from the bones into the flames, and then there was a detonation and crisp sound, which startled the silence in the room.

Chi Yiyin remembered that during the first invitation letter incident, those town residents who accepted the invitation to come to the Snow Mountain Hotel were found to have died like this.

The body was burned in the fireplace, but the head was placed peacefully on the sofa.

It was as if he was watching himself slowly die.

"Even if you find me, what then?"

Gu Xichao's soft words broke the deadlock.

He raised his hand calmly, took off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and wiped them slowly.

"Whether it's me or those snow-capped guests, it's already an established past tense. Mr. Chi, you can't change anything. I see how kind-hearted Mr. Chi seems to be? Then it seems that I have to say sorry first, alone, You can't save it either."

Gu Xichao smiled, and the sinister sharp edge hidden under his gentle face finally revealed: "And now, even Mr. Chi himself may have to stay here."

"Does Mr. Chi like snow mountains?"

Gu Xichao nodded while answering the question, and looked up at the snow-capped mountains outside the floor-to-ceiling windows: "I hope Mr. Chi will like it, otherwise... the long years after death will be too difficult."

While the two were talking, Chi Yiyin was already quietly approaching Gu Xichao step by step, the distance between them was even less than two meters.

At such a distance, with Chi Yiyin's explosive power, he could swing a knife at Gu Xichao to subdue him at any time, but Gu Xichao didn't show the slightest bit of guard. Instead, he looked leisurely and smiling, as if this was just a friend small talk between.

Regarding the possible danger to himself, Gu Xichao had no sense of fear at all.

Instead, Chi Yiyin frowned vigilantly.

Gu Xichao has been able to hide his identity for twelve years, making all the players who come and go ignore his existence. Even a high-level and high-strength veteran like Jingcha and an old fritter like Wang Lele have not known him at all.

Although there was systematic interference in this, more of it was Gu Xichao's own psychic ability.

In seventeen years, Gu Xichao was only twenty-six years old, but he had already planned the invitation letter murder case, and even manipulated the psychology of the proprietress, making her afraid of pain but dare not resist—this is by no means an ordinary person.

No matter how deep the guilt, the pain of repeated death hundreds of times over the decades is enough to offset it. But the proprietress would rather kneel down in front of Gu Xichao and beg for forgiveness than take out a weapon to defend herself.

The only possibility that Chi Yiyin could think of was that the proprietress had seen Gu Xichao's terrifying side through the continuous invitation letter murder cases over the years, so she was so frightened that she lost the courage to resist and just wanted to die for relief.

Since Gu Xichao has such a mind and wisdom, it is impossible not to see the threat he is posing to him at this time.

Unless... Gu Xichao had another hole card, which he didn't discover.

what is it

Chi Yiyin's eyes subconsciously fell on the fireplace, the stench of charred corpses gradually permeated, and the smell of flesh and fat was boring, making the originally comfortable living room disgusting, making people want to escape.

"Crack!" There was a burst of grease, and the bones burned as firewood under the flames collapsed, revealing the other side that had been facing away from Chi Yiyin.

After trying hard to recognize the unrecognizable face of the skeleton, he slowly opened his eyes wide.

One of the corpses...

It belongs to the proprietress.

Her face was scorched to the point that only bones and a little flesh were left, her teeth and jaws without lips were exposed, her eye sockets and nose had only dark holes, and she looked at Chi Yiyin hollowly through the flames.

Chi Yiyin even had the illusion that the proprietress was asking him for help, begging him to kill her.

And beside the proprietress, there was another corpse.

This corpse belonged to a middle-aged man, and his fat body was obviously overweight so that his fat was roasted in the flames, and a layer of corpse oil was spread.

Chi Yiyin couldn't recognize that face, but saw the only blue eye left in the corpse.

"Mr. Chi."

Gu Xichao's voice interrupted Chi Yiyin's thinking.

"Although I'm very happy that someone can actually find out what happened here, but at the same time, I also feel unworthy for Mr. Chi."

His expression was slightly regretful: "Why does Mr. Chi have to find out the truth? There are some things..."

Gu Xichao looked up at Chi Yiyin, smiled lightly and said, "I know, but I can't leave."

After the words fell, Chi Yiyin's eyes sharpened for an instant, and she keenly noticed the human figure in the reflection of the picture frame on the fireplace, and immediately dodged to the side.

At the same time, there was a sudden wind blowing from the side and back, and rushed towards the place where Chi Yiyin had just stood.

And the moment he passed by that thing, Chi Yiyin also saw clearly what it was.

Just like the humanoid minced meat monsters that have appeared before.

The monster was covered in blood. At this extremely close distance, Chi Yiyin could even clearly see pieces of flesh and blood vessels spliced ​​together on its body, wriggling in unnatural bumps, as if something was drilling back and forth underneath. verb: move.

After missing one hit, the monster straightened up and looked at Chi Yiyin, but instead of taking the next attack immediately, it stood there and looked at him.

Chi Yiyin even had a feeling that the monster was laughing, as if it knew what was going to happen, and was gleefully waiting to see his blood splattered on the spot.

And Gu Xichao... was also smiling.

The previous speculation came to mind, Chi Yiyin squinted her eyes, and suddenly understood the reason why Gu Xichao was so confident.

Those town residents and tourists who died here, and even players who have been playing for twelve years, where did their flesh and blood go after death?

Those bodies...of course, were buried under the ice of the snow-capped mountains.

Then, turned into these monsters, and came back.

After Chi Yiyin's rough estimate, he immediately had an approximate value in his mind. There might be tens of thousands of monsters hiding in the dark.

And these monsters are the reason why Gu Xichao is so calm.

— He couldn't attack Gu Xichao.

Because Gu Xichao, who killed those invitees, was also manipulating those corpses and monsters for his own use.

Even the monsters turned from the corpses of the predecessors were helping Gu Xichao kill the next person invited to the Snow Mountain Hotel.

This place is like a huge pitcher plant, anyone who is attracted by the temptation has no possibility of leaving.

They died in the hotel deep in the snow field, and no one can remember them since then.

Chi Yiyin's brain was running fast, she didn't show it on the surface, but she already had a conclusion in her heart.

When the eerie chill came from behind him again, he sideways dodged it as if he had expected it, and then rushed towards Gu Xichao.

The sharp blade under the footless bird's brooch was on Gu Xichao's neck.

He didn't have any resistance, just raised his head obediently, like a swan about to die, with a sad and broken beauty.

Chi Yiyin frowned fiercely, becoming suspicious because of Gu Xichao's still calm attitude.

Is there anything else... that he didn't find? Why for this reason, Gu Xichao still has no fear at all. Is he really not afraid that he will kill him?

"I should hand you over to the town police station for trial. It seems that this is the normal process."

Chi Yiyin's voice was very cold: "But I think the small town police station has no binding force on you, right?"

"It's not because the small town police department is weak or strong, but since the snowy night when you were nine years old, it has lost all credibility in front of you. You no longer believe that it can bring you something you want, eh?"

"Such as justice, such as hatred...everything that can rest your dead family members in peace, you want to earn them."

Chi Yiyin's voice has a soft and magnetic bewitching feeling, like the most contagious storyteller, who can instantly bring the listener into the artistic conception created by him, trapped in emotions and memories that cannot be extricated.

Even Gu Xichao, who had been prepared for a long time, lost his mind for a moment. His memory returned to that snowy night many years ago, and the cold hit him, so that he was shivering unconsciously while sitting by the fireplace.

It was very cold, so cold that I lost consciousness, and the hot air I exhaled became the only source of heat. Everything was completely silent, and only the sound of rough breathing remained in my ears.

wheeze.

snort...

No older brother came to rescue him, no younger sister would comfort him, he couldn't even cry, he could only rely on the last willpower to support himself to move forward.

You can't stop when your legs and feet are numb from the cold, and you can't rest no matter how sleepy or tired you are. He knew that as long as he stopped, he would never be able to leave... But no, there are still people waiting for him.

Wait for him to save.

Gu Xichao quickly suppressed his chaotic thoughts. When he twitched his eyelashes and looked up again, a calm smile had returned to his face.

But Chi Yiyin's goal had already been achieved.

Even though the time was short, in the gap of two or three seconds, it was enough for Chi Yiyin to see Gu Xichao's expression clearly and glimpse his past.

Chi Yiyin gently lowered her slender eyelashes, and her blue eyes were full of smiles.

He was not going to hide his discovery from Gu Xichao, and Gu Xichao already understood.

Gu Xichao raised his eyebrows, rarely surprised: "Mr. Chi, are you a psychologist, or a micro-expression expert? Mr. Chi is the first one who can do this with me."

Chi Yiyin smiled lightly, but the footless bird brooch in his hand did not relax at all due to Gu Xichao's praise, and even sent it an inch forward again, silently warning Gu Xichao.

"I'm just an ordinary novelist, and it's not worth Mr. Gu's trouble to remember."

He smiled: "No matter what I do, I can't escape Mr. Gu's trap, can't I? This is your hunting ground. Whether the prey goes east or west is up to you. How will other people react...just you It’s just a condiment for seasoning.”

The system has never made a sound, which has already given Chi Yiyin a big reminder.

If you want to leave the dungeon, you don't just need to know the general idea. The whole journey of Gu Xichao and his people had to be carefully analyzed, and it was even necessary to make Gu Xichao willing to let them go.

Once again, the system blurred the key points. As long as the players are not paying attention, they will mistake the clearance conditions.

Gu Xichao became a hostage in Chi Yiyin's hands, which also prevented the monster that was gradually taking shape in the living room from rushing over for a while, and looked at Chi Yiyin fearfully.

Even the audience before the live broadcast was infected by the tense atmosphere, watching the two people on the screen with concern.

[The anchor is really brave... to use the BOSS to command the NPC? ]

[It's too much to die! Why didn't I find so many monsters in this dungeon before? ]

[I'm starting to get excited hahaha! Will the host also have his neck broken and thrown into the fireplace as firewood like those before him? I've seen many ways to die, but I haven't seen one made into a barbecue, and I'm looking forward to it! ]

[It's over, what should the anchor do now? I feel hopeless...]

[If you want me to say, since you already know about the death of Gu Xichao's family, then the anchor will just kill Gu Xichao, isn't that enough? You can't even think of this, you are so stupid as a pig, and you deserve it if you die. ]

[I don’t know what the anchor is waiting for if he doesn’t do anything now, waiting to die? Can't handle even a cripple? ]

[What's going on in this live broadcast room? How does it look like the IQ in the free zone? He also killed Gu Xichao... You really laughed at me, even if you couldn't see the clues the anchor found, you should have heard what the anchor said, right? Anyone with a little intelligence should understand, right? Really...]

[The anchor seems to have used some special props in the early stage, pretending to be a newcomer and starting again, so it is equivalent to 10,000 people from the free area. You can't ask too much of the people over there, as long as you can count one plus one. People who have even given up on themselves, what else can others say? ]

[stop fighting! It's really annoying, watching a live broadcast will encounter such a bunch of twittering, if you really have nothing to do, go to the next dungeon by yourself! ]

Not to mention whether Gu Xichao can kill him... Chi Yiyin has no such plan for the time being.

"As I said, I'm a novelist, and Gu Xichao, I'm very interested in your story, especially the second half of your story that I haven't found yet."

Chi Yi's voice was filled with interest: "Do you know Brian Root? Gu Xichao. He was a young detective in this town. He died on the way to the Snow Mountain Hotel, but most importantly, he and your fireplace The corpse in it had similar facial features."

Gu Xichao moved his hand on his lap: "So, what do you want to say, Mr. Chi?"

"I mean, that body in your stove looks a lot like Root, an acquaintance who died in the hotel years ago, and Brian Root."

Chi Yiyin chuckled: "Our poor detective looks like he is a descendant of Root—grandson? Son?"

"It's not important anymore, Gu Xichao."

"No matter who he is, as long as his family and friends are related to those people back then, you have invited them to the Snow Mountain Hotel and killed them slowly. Is that right?"

Gu Xichao's pupils dilated for a moment, and then slowly fell back. He laughed, but did not answer Chi Yiyin's question.

But Chi Yiyin had already seen something from Gu Xichao's reaction, and confirmed his guess.

From the first time he heard the words of the uncle of the deli meat shop, Chi Yiyin had already become suspicious.

The uncle said that as long as someone dies, the whole family must die neatly, even the newly mourned. Invitations were received in front of the tombstone, and the dead body was smashed to pieces.

Especially the head, which is beyond recognition.

Chi Yiyin's first reaction when he heard this was that the murderer had a grudge against the deceased.

Perhaps the person who sent the invitation letter didn't know that the new mourner had died, and his news had a certain lag. After discovering that the deceased had been buried, he smashed the dead body to vent his anger.

Hit hard.

This is a typical act of venting anger.

In addition, in a family, the young and middle-aged people who are in charge of the family's affairs always start to die, and the old people who look more innocent are the last.

And most importantly, not a single child died.

The children in those families will only receive the "gift" of the invitation letter when they become adults, and welcome their death.

The murderer always upholds an important principle - not to kill children.

Either the murderer has his own contradictory moral sense, or the murderer has certain shadows and obsessions about the underage children.

For example, Gu Xichao was a nine-year-old child when he lost his family.

He was picking the invitees, avenging what happened in the past, but he refused to let a child repeat his pain in the past.

The last warmth in the cold.

Just like Gu Xichao himself, only the last bit of kindness towards the world remained.

"The people you invited are all related to the people who attacked your family back then, right?"

Chi Yiyin said in a low voice: "They killed your family members, so you have to kill their family members too, leaving no one behind."

Although Gu Xichao was a little surprised by Chi Yiyin's swiftness, he didn't hide anything, he just admitted it openly with a smile.

"When they killed my brother and sister back then, they didn't let them go for any reason. Compared with them, I can already be called merciful."

Gu Xichao smiled, but his eyes were extremely cold: "The blood of sins is flowing, so all the blood should be returned to repent of the sins."

When Gu Xichao's voice fell to the ground, the system that had been quiet was finally online.

[Congratulations to the survivor Chi Yiyin! The progress of the current task "Children's Burning Heart" is 60/100, and it has successfully entered the second stage. 】

[Please note that you have triggered the show, and the countdown is ten seconds. I wish the survivors a smooth survival in the plot. 】

【Countdown begins—ten, nine...】

The moment Chi Yiyin heard the system prompt, she immediately looked down at Gu Xichao.

But Gu Xichao seemed to have expected this long ago, only smiled slightly, and raised his hand to hold Chi Yiyin's hand holding the knife.

"Mr. Chi, I seem to have only said half of my previous praise."

Gu Xichao's voice was soft, like a gentle Luoxue: "It's really hard work for you to be able to do this, but next..."

He smiled and slowly tightened his palms, and his cold hands touched Chi Yiyin's skin, so cold that Chi Yiyin shivered instinctively, feeling as if he was shaking hands with a corpse.

"I hope to see you again, Mr. Chi."

As the countdown sound gradually approached, Gu Xichao's face also gradually blurred in front of Chi Yiyin's eyes, like a rippling and broken water surface, shattering all images.

Chi Yiyin opened his mouth, wanting to ask something else, but the countdown has reached the last number.

And the last voice in his ear was Gu Xichao's soft sigh.

"—Of course, we will meet again in the snow mountain. Mr. Chi must be the most beautiful ice sculpture, I have no doubt about it."

Chi Yiyin's consciousness began to become heavy, like a sponge full of water, dragged by an invisible force to the deep sea, no matter how hard he tried to open his eyes and try to reach the water surface, he could no longer touch the water surface world.

So in the end, Chi Yiyin just snorted coldly, and took a deep look at Gu Xichao, as if he wanted to engrave this face in his mind.

Immediately, he allowed himself to fall into the deep sea of ​​consciousness.

As Gu Xichao looked at the empty living room, the flesh and blood monsters that stood beside him were all like melted strawberry ice cream, turning into a puddle of flesh and blood on the ground, and then slowly disappearing.

"I probably know why you like him, Li, he's like...you upside down."

Gu Xichao narrowed his eyes and smiled lightly, looking at his cold white palm without a trace of warmth.

"But it seems I'm sorry, this time, I'm going to take away people's love. Even if he discovers a corner of the truth, so what? There are some truths that should never be explored. Evil is done by humans, but it is already inhuman field."

"Chi Yiyin, doomed to never return."

His voice was very low, as if he was talking to himself: "The world has never cared about me, so I will also be a mirror and not care about the world... This is fair."

Gu Xichao's voice was scattered in the air, but there was no response.

When he looked up, he suddenly realized—

Li Sijun, I don't know when he left.

【I don't understand. 】

The mechanical voice of the system was serious: [Since you love the survivor Chi Yiyin, why did you let him enter the process of threatening? 】

【He has gone too far and entered the core of the dungeon. If we go deeper, based on the current data collection and analysis of Chi Yiyin, he has a 39.78% possibility of discovering the underlying logic of the C-level copy, and even a 3.66% possibility of discovering the truth of the core of the copy. 】

The system doesn't understand: [If you really love him, why don't you protect him? 】

With one hand in Li Sijun's pocket, the world turned into colorful blocks under his feet. The air seemed to be piled up under his feet like pieces of transparent bricks and stones, and it was like a stream of water that could be brushed away by stretching out his hand, allowing him to pass through unimpeded. .

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, you don't have that brain."

He said casually: "I didn't expect you to know anything, so don't force yourself."

system:【……】

It felt that its code was about to riot, but after thinking about it...it couldn't beat it.

Forget it, it is a kind and good person who never cares about other people's evaluation.

【Then, are you going to save the survivor Chi Yiyin now? 】

The system spoke again, wanting to make up for the mistake just now, and said firmly: [Rescuing Chi Yiyin near the core of the dungeon, Gu Xichao, will interfere with the integrity of the dungeon, so...]

"You'd better repair it. Since the brain capacity is already small, don't think about things beyond the limit of your ability."

Li Sijun chuckled: "Or, you should scrap it."

The system didn't expect that its guess was wrong again. After a few seconds of current disturbance, it didn't dare to speak at all.

But Li Sijun stood still, his eyelashes drooping as if he was thinking about something, and after a long time, he started to walk again.

"If he can't pass the level, then he is not qualified to find out the truth. Many people have tried to go along this road, including her. But again, countless people died on the way."

"Those who are brave but not resourceful, or whose strength is not strong enough to support their ambitions...will turn into a handful of ashes in the end, ashes to ashes, and dust to ashes."①

"If Chi Yiyin is the same, then he is not qualified to let me come, but should bear the wrath of God's disappointment."

Li Sijun's golden brown eyes were cold.

"And if Chi Yiyin successfully clears the level, he doesn't need my rescue."

"Destined to become a goshawk's chick, he doesn't need the pity and care of others. He should have a wider world."

So Chi Yiyin, which one would you be?