Chapter 230: Kiss the eyes, beckon the soul, last life.

Wei XVI has died more than ten times in a row, and is already at the end of his rope.

Because of the suffocation, he almost vomited his whole stomach upside down, and after the jet-like vomiting, his mouth was leaking out water, and his eyes were disoriented.

After Chi Xiaochi's mental body was embraced by Lou Ying, his ability to go berserk gradually stopped.

Say the formula "the ghosts of the dead," and he's completely quiet.

Lou Ying also indulged in his quietness, not asking questions, not making any superfluous movements, but only encircling his waist, and clasping her hands in front of him, so that his mental body could lean on him in the most comfortable position.

To the viewers of the live broadcast, Bai Anyi was just kneeling on the ground, hands hanging down naturally, neck slightly tilted back, eyes closed tightly, not knowing what she was thinking or what she was planning to do.

After a while, Chi Xiaochi closed her eyes and asked Lou Ying, "Has it been two minutes?"

Lou Ying determined the time, "A few seconds to go."

Chi Xiaochi: "Uh-huh."

Lou Ying asked him, "What were you thinking?"

Chi Xiaochi : "Thinking of nothing, simply resting."

"Two minutes, is that enough?"

"Enough."

Chi Xiaochi pauses for a moment, neck slightly lowered, still not looking back at Lou Ying : "Your injury ......"

He was afraid that if he turned around, he would see a bloody gourd.

Lou Ying's conscious body tugged on his shoulder, not forcefully, and told him to turn around.

Chi Xiaochi resisted a bit instinctively at first, but listening to Lou Ying, it had become a sort of instinct.

Eventually, he turned back.

Both are coexisting in Bai Anyi's body of consciousness, each with a human form glowing with golden light, the golden light floating on the surface like flowing water, mingling in one place.

Chi Xiaochi touched his chest and realized that there was neither a bloody hole nor a heartbeat.

Under a delicate touch, countless data was flowing through him.

For a moment, Chi Xiaochi didn't know whether to feel sad or to laugh.

By the way, he thought, his Lou died once, and now it's the system and won't die again.

After finally confirming this for herself, Chi Xiaochi was amused by her own irrational behavior.

He tilted his head back, trying to apologize for the recklessness.

But before he could speak, his hair was gently stroked by Lou Ying, as if he were dusting off a precious artifact.

Chi Xiaochi: "Brother, I ......"

Lou Ying, half-kneeling, gently patted the back of his head with one hand while the other held up his knee, "It's all right, it's all right."

His fingertips swept across the ends of Chi Xiaochi's eyes, naturally causing him to close them.

And Lou Ying just kissed his left eye.

The lips were warm, and it felt wonderful to imprint on the eyes, soothing more than erotic, not condescending sympathy or self-righteous pity, just wholehearted affection and tolerance.

Lou Ying said, "Go ahead. Do what you want to do."

Chi Xiaochi says, "I want to do things that may not be so good or right."

Lou Ying just said, "Do it."

Chi Xiaochi looked at his face, "...... not afraid of being depraved?"

"You and I are, in fact, the same person." Lou Ying said, "If you think that's falling, I'll fall down with you, and wherever I fall, I'll settle with you. Within your square circle is my world."

Chi Xiaochi took a deep breath.

From the beginning, he had no intention of going along with the agency's wishes.

Walking the path set by others, even if you step on mountains of corpses and blood and get out of this hunting ground alive, Bai Anyi will be reduced to a slave, a slave.

People live to live better, don't they.

......

In the live broadcast room, the audience broke into a collective yell after the initial silence.

In the second half of the tournament, they were all enticed. Some of those who had waited and watched early on and invested money specifically in the second half of the tournament put large sums of money on Chi Jiangyu, while others, in order to recoup their early losses, invested all the money they could mobilize in Chi Jiangyu.

As a result, not only did they not see the imagined exciting scene of Chi Jiangyu angrily killing more than seventy xenos, but they also watched as their God of Fortune was pierced through the chest with one hand by a pick-up Wei XVI.

In the eyes of the gamblers, it wasn't blood that was clattering out of his wounds, it was all money bills.

A mountain of curses came at Wei XVI like a tsunami.

Ironically, in the tens of seconds after this, there was a surge of people buying into Wei 16 shares.

However, after just a few dozen seconds, Wei XVI suffocated and collapsed to the ground, dead and alive.

Apart from the people who bought Wei XVI, who were shocked and angry and experienced the feeling of falling from heaven to hell in a second, those gamblers who lost money on Chi Jiangyu really clapped their hands.

"Great job!!!"

"That's it, fuck him!"

"Exciting! Now that's real excitement!!!"

They don't care what kind of powers this Bai Anyi has, they don't care what his anger, his breakdown, his despair stems from, as long as he puts on a good show and gives them a good time, he's worth his weight in gold.

That's the kind of excitement they want.

Three dizzying reversals in a row, and the institution looked dumbfounded.

Just in case the night was long, after Wei XVI died for the third time, the organization locked the betting boards and started settling immediately.

When Wei XVI died for the thirteenth time, the various payments had been calculated and paid instantly.

This payment does not go through the bank and is not delayed, it is instant.

Officials did not shut down the broadcast after the accounts were fully settled.

...... This is for the sake of the audience's viewing experience.

In the frenzied clamor of the gamblers, Wei XVI's finger, slowly moved.

...... He has one life left, the last one.

It's a good thing the madman who killed him over and over didn't realize it.

Wei XVI really wanted to rush up and break his neck, but the pain he had just suffered called him to learn what it meant to be afraid in a short period of time.

To this day, he didn't even know what this madman's powers were.

He had only one life left and no more capital to fight this madman.

His dice, long ago, were thrown a dozen paces away from him when he was in excruciating pain.

Without the dice, Wei XVI simply couldn't unleash his power out of thin air.

He squinted his eyes, which were smeared with snot and tears, and actually realized that the small iron plaque that he had eaten into his stomach earlier was lying quietly in his vomit, emitting a strong stomach acidic gas, and was only an arm's length away from him.

Wei XVI's eyes lit up.

Now he pinned his full survival hopes on the little iron sign that he had once despised.

He raised his hand as discreetly as he could, eyeing Chi Xiaochi while his hand, inch by inch, made its way toward the small iron sign.

Almost ...... not quite ......

There is a transmission and recovery device installed inside the iron plate and a small fingerprint slot on the outside. Only by pressing the right index finger into the fingerprint slot and verbalizing the password, the voice system accepts the message and recognizes it as correct to realize the transmission.

And Chi Xiaochi, across from him, finally opened his eyes after a long silence.

Wei XVI was immediately cold, closed his eyes and held his breath to pretend to be dead.

Chi Xiaochi rustles to his feet and passes Chi Jiangyu's fallen body, staggering his eyes slightly without looking closely.

He calmly walked over to Wei XVI's vomit, walked over to his side, and leaned down to pick up his "corpse" by the back of the collar, as if he was going to drag him out.

Wei XVI nearly rolled his eyes as he was strangled dead in his throat by his clothes.

...... But an opportunity!

He wanted to take the opportunity of this movement to reach out and reach the iron plate into his hand, who thought that the other party did not know whether it was intentional or unintentional, at the time of his reaching out, a foot stepped on the iron plate, and also stepped on Wei XVI's sneaky fingertips.

Ten fingers connected, Wei XVI nearly screamed out in pain.

Holding on to keep his face from contorting was the limit.

An opportunity missed, a blink of an eye, and Wei XVI was dragged out of the vomit and towards Xiaochi pond, leaving a stain on the ground in vain.

As he watched the small iron sign get farther and farther away from him, Wei XVI was in a panic.

No iron plate, no strength, still don't know where this surnamed white dragged himself to ......

He screamed in his mind, teleport, teleport.

As long as he teleported now, it would still be too late, and he would still be one of the last three to survive, and if he could save one life, wouldn't he have as many lives as he wanted in the future?

At this point in time, discussions are taking place within the agency on this issue as well.

The matter of teleportation can only be realized after the three parties, the Emergency Response Department within the institution, the institution that looks after the alien's body, and the institution in charge of the betting board, all three of them press the button at the same time after confirming it together.

In the past, the Emergency Response Department had never worked with such intensity, and it was hard not to be exhausted and feel a great sense of relief at the prospect of it all coming to an end.

Someone urged, "Teleport. That Multi-Shifter is gone, let's save at least these two."

"Yeah, teleport. Don't have any more surprises."

The head of the Emergency Management Department, who had lost all his property, was furious, and it took a great deal of effort to maintain his composure.

He exhaled a cloudy breath and reluctantly said, "Pass ......"

"Don't open the teleport."

So says Chi Xiaochi, dragging the "body" of Wei XVI on the screens of all the gamblers.

As he spoke, he looked up.

A casual to the extreme look that landed on all the watchers off-screen zinged the hearts and minds of the people.

He walked to the edge of the Xiaochi pond and, without hesitation, pushed Wei XVI's body into the pool with a plop.

He stood on the shore, one hand in his pocket, looking at his reflection in the water, "Teleport now, and I'll kill myself. This man and I, only one of us can get out alive."

Chi Xiaochi lifts his wrist to face his watch, his expression calm, but his words are chilling: "Will you choose him or me?"

Wei XVI, who pretended to hold his breath in the water and tried to muddle through, had a heart that sank downward.

Through the waves of water, Wei XVI heard the contemptuous sneer of the person outside, "Your acting skills are too poor to pass. You can't even pass the audition."

"How many lives do you have left. I'm counting them all for you, one by one."

Wei XVI knew that his disguise had been recognized, and no longer pretended to be dead, stumbled and stood still in the pond, wiping a handful of water from his face.

"Fine." On his face was the characteristic madness of an end-of-the-line fanatic, "Come on, kill me, Bai Anyi, use whatever means you have. I'd like to see what other powers you have. That's not the only one, is it?"

Chi Xiaochi pulled up the sleeve tied around her waist and wiped her hands, "You'll drown."

Wei XVI froze for a moment and then burst out laughing.

Xiaochi pond is not deep, only a few feet square, the deepest ground Fang Cai just waist.

Wei XVI knew that he could hardly escape death, but how could he not expect to hear such a comical answer.

He spread his arms openly, "I'd like to see how you can drown-"

Wei XVI's words were not even close to falling before he was gulped down by a stream of water that choked his mouth.

Wei XVI's lungs were immediately filled with water, the alveoli seemed to be squeezed by the steep influx of water and exploded one by one, severe pain.

He was anxious, trying to rely on the water by stomping eider out of the water, but his arm was a sudden attack from the back of the hand twisted, waist was also clamped tight, as if the body tied to the boulder, can not move the slightest!

Wei XVI's face was green and white, his features twisted, and a watery sound came out of his gurgling throat.

Suffocation was not the same as drowning, yet the fear that came with this one was far greater than any other.

He only has one life left!

He doesn't want to die!

His dice are not yet filled, why does his game have to end at this point ......

Wei XVI exerted all his strength and twisted his head, trying to beg for a clear death.

Sinking into the black water, he saw things that were unbelievable to him.

--The face that belonged to Bai Anyi, civilized and pale, was looking at him from the side, the corners of its mouth slightly raised.

Wei XVI's eyes widened as he turned his head once again.

Above the surface of the water, shadowing that face and those cold eyes, the same Bai Anyi.

He let out a silent and fearful wail.

But in exchange, the result is deeper drowning, and a gradual laxity of spirit.

The water, which had just been only waist-deep, had now become a funeral whirlpool for him.

And until the moment of his death, he still didn't know why he was able to see two Bai Anyi.

The audience was unable to understand Wei XVI's fear before he died.

To them, it looked like this Wei XVI had suddenly stepped and slipped, fell into waist-deep water, and never came out.

...... is almost like a black humor.

Chi Xiaochi sat down cross-legged at the edge of the water and looked at the waves for a while, but soon got tired of looking at them.

Wei XVI's last life, the audience's hunt for him, and the agency's focus on him are all pawns that he can use to his advantage, leaving enough time for him to complete his final mission.

Chi Xiaochi began to meditate on the formula he knew so well.

"Ghosts of Fading Quantities," the classical equation of calculus, involving infinitesimals, was once thought by a certain bishop to be related to ghosts, and although it was later proved to be untenable, after some experimentation Chi Xiaochi discovered that it was indeed possible to utilize the formula through Bai Anyi's ability to screen and capture the wandering and festering infinitesimal spiritual beings. to sift through and capture the infinitesimally small, disorganized spirits using the formula.

The Locked Spirit Bottle was unable to actively absorb broken dead souls, and the formula filled that regret.

The alien energy adsorbed from Wei XVI killing sixteen people increased the range of air Bai Anyi could manipulate geometrically, directly expanding to two thousand cubic meters.

He could use the two thousand cubic meters of air to his heart's content, condensing it into a flashlight-like light amplitude that scanned and stabbed in all directions with himself as the center of the circle.

Chi Xiaochi sat on top of the rocks by the pool, the rambling whispers of countless undead ringing in his ears, and suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette.

He was afraid of ghosts, and he was still afraid even after Lou's death.

Instead, he began to wish the world was haunted.

He had seen this formula in high school, and he liked the romantic name so much that he forced himself to memorize it.

As for the ghost of Lou Ying, who foolishly ran to the place where Lou Ying died, scribbling formulas on the ground, longing to see Lou Ying's ghost, who was somewhere between "existence" and "non-existence," due to its foolishness, it has been categorized as "retarded behavior" and sealed in the depths of his memory by Chi Xiaochi. Due to its foolishness, it has been categorized as "retarded behavior" by Chi Xiaochi and sealed in the depths of his memory.

While others invoke the soul with white rice and an umbrella, he invokes the soul with a formula.

Not today, he wouldn't even think about this foolish teenage time.

He sat there with the soothing wind blowing on his face and body, and everything was as if he were in the present, as if there were not a demon struggling on the brink of death in the pond before him, and the mournful cries of the spirit beings who had been rescued were not in his ears.

Chi Xiaochi closed his eyes, withdrew his spirit, and returned to the warehouse to tell his plan to the other aliens still inside the spirit-locked bottle.

And Wei XVI just didn't breathe a little bit during this time.

......

For the agency, there were quite a few twists and turns, a multi-shifter gained and lost, but at least there was a Bai Anyi left, and overall it was pretty exciting.

Satisfied, the viewers dispersed one after another, with a portion still remaining in the live broadcast room, discussing the cause of Wei XVI's death, as well as Bai Anyi's supernatural ability, whether it was instantaneous transportation, or something else.

In the agency, the three parties finally managed to connect.

Confirming that Wei XVI was no longer showing any signs of life, the Emergency Response Department took the lead in signaling, "Transmit."

They want to end this mess sooner rather than later.

The second of the bodies responsible for the betting board signaled, "Transmit."

Because of Wei XVI's death, the person in charge of the Ontology Preservation Office, which had the most enormous loss, was tearless and clenched his teeth fiercely, "Teleportation."

Three buttons were pressed and all the "capsules" in the main depository were opened in unison.

However, all the other "capsules" had gone dark, and only one remained with a bright blue light.

Two staff members came to the only normal "capsule" and confirmed that the three words on it were "Bai Anyi", and then opened his eyelids, looked inward, and loudly announced: "Vital signs are normal. "Vital signs are normal."

As if stimulated by the sound of the outside world, Bai Anyi's eyes rolled from side to side twice and gradually woke up.

The staff assisted him in removing the restraining straps from his body and helped the still seemingly unconscious man to his feet, "Congratulations, Mr. White, on our newest addition."

Chi Xiaochi raises her hand and strokes the new collar around her neck.

This is what the staff put on them after they passed out.

He turned his face and looked from side to side at the two staff members, then up at the huge floor-to-ceiling glass and cocked his head.

Outside the one-way glass, the person in charge was holding the manipulation button for injecting the anesthetic, fingertips pressed vainly on it, ready to give him a shot.

The person in charge was creeped out when she came into contact with his line of sight.

...... The gaze was as if he could see his own face through this one way glass.

After a few moments, Chi Xiaochi looks back to the staff member to his right and smiles before he speaks, as if he has something to say.

Before the staff member could ask a question, a chokehold was placed on the back of his neck.

The visitor violently activated the alien energy in his body, and a huge force erupted, throwing the man in the air towards the huge floor-to-ceiling glass!

Although the glass is bulletproof, but the human body area is not small, cannonball-like hit the past, actually hit a large crack lines!

The petite girl who emerged from the capsule, without a second thought, removed her own capsule and, with a cry of rage, threw it out again, hitting the same spot!

Boom--pakka--

The moment the glass shattered in response, Shan Shuang jumped up from the pod and pointed one hand toward the panicked man in charge -

The hand of the person in charge who had just grabbed the poison injection knob suddenly went limp and fell to the ground, and was blown into a field of scattered parts by the next alien's direct long-distance blast.

Looking at the seventy-five aliens pouring out of the pod one after another, and listening to the alarms sounding, Chi Xiaochi tumbled out of the pod and muttered to himself, "...... There will be no more new members."