Chapter 1: Prison Break, The Key, Death in Place of Life Unless absolutely necessary...

Lying in a pool of blood in the center of the room, Fu Ze slowly stopped breathing.

He died again.

A cool force climbed up from his toes, wrapping around his body as softly and densely as the silk of a new silkworm's cocoon.

After completely covering the tips of Fu Ze's earlobes, the cocoon threads stopped growing, and time inside the cocoon seemed to freeze, no longer flowing.

Whoosh—

After an unknown amount of time, accompanied by several extremely faint cracking sounds, the seemingly indestructible cocoon broke open from the middle, allowing Fu Ze, who was encased within, to fall downwards weightlessly.

Feeling the warmth returning to his body, Fu Ze felt as if he had fallen into a pool of warm water.

"Splash!"

In fact... he did fall into the warm water.

"Splash!"

Accompanied by the slightly chaotic sound of splashing water, a long and slender forearm clung to the edge of the bathtub, which was slightly yellowed from age and oxidation.

Well, the measure word for warm water needs to be changed to "a vat," meaning a vat of warm water.

The change from the cocoon to the bathtub was so drastic that Fu Ze had no time to react and was submerged from head to toe.

"Cough cough cough—"

Fu Ze struggled to sit up, his eyes blurry with tears from choking on the water. He wiped his face and, with the help of the dim light in the bathroom and the shimmering water, managed to make out his appearance.

Beneath his slightly slender eyebrows were a pair of captivating fox-like eyes that could be considered a template, while the double eyelids above his thick, long eyelashes, which were wide at the front and narrow at the back, added just the right amount of pitiful charm to his appearance.

Connecting to the slightly flat brow bone is a narrow and straight nose bridge, below which is a small and delicate nose tip.

Although the upper and lower lips were rising and falling violently with Fu Ze's panting, it was not difficult to see that their shape was beautiful.

With his beautiful features and a smooth profile that could make water droplets roll down from his eyebrows to his chin without stopping, Fu Ze believed that if he walked down the street with this face, he would definitely attract the attention of 90% of passersby.

...It's just that the wolf tail hairstyle with two strands of silver-white highlights in the orange-red color really goes against his personal aesthetic.

But that's not the point!

Fu Ze simply tied his hair up behind his head with a hair tie on his wrist, then soaked back in the bathtub and began to briefly sort out his current situation.

There is no doubt that he is alive now.

She was simply living in the body of a minor internet celebrity who had recently come to her office and stabbed her.

There is also no doubt that he was truly dead before.

This is the effect of his special ability—"death and rebirth".

First "death" then "rebirth"—this is easy to understand and catchy.

Even now, Fu Ze can still clearly recall the almost burning pain of his muscles being cut and rubbed together by the blade, the slippery feeling of blood flowing out and sticking between his skin and clothes, and his vision gradually losing color and becoming dark.

However, Fu Ze had no idea why this little internet celebrity wanted to kill his previous body, who was the head of the V City brothel.

Just as the god of war Achilles had a fatal weakness in his ankles that had not been soaked in the River Styx, the seemingly unsolvable ability to die and be reborn is not without its drawbacks.

The first drawback is that Fu Ze, who is reborn in another person's body after death, can only obtain the other person's body and does not inherit the memories of the person he was reborn into.

However, the other drawback is more troublesome...

Standing up wet from the bathtub, Fu Ze stepped over the edge and onto the rough towel that served as a substitute for a non-slip mat in this cheap hotel.

He rubbed the water droplets from his body and hair with a bath towel of the same material as the hand towel, looking around and muttering unconsciously, "Where's my phone?"

Fortunately, the hotel room was pitifully small, and Fu Ze found the internet celebrity's phone without much trouble.

Of course, it's his phone now.

The numbers on the screen showed that the current time was 4:30 a.m.

That means approximately three hours have passed since the formal death of his previous body.

Yes, the second drawback of this death-for-life substitution is that it takes a period of time, whether long or short, to activate, during which time the murderer who killed Fu Ze can still move freely.

This second drawback had caused Fu Ze a lot of trouble, so compared to that, the situation he just experienced, where he almost choked to death in the bathtub due to slipping and falling, was nothing.

After carefully reviewing the contents of his phone, Fu Ze finally gained a more detailed understanding of his current body.

Name, age, occupation, address, favorite late-night snack shops, friends with whom they often meet, and so on, are all included.

However, the more Fu Ze learned about this little internet celebrity, the more curious he became.

After all, this person had no connection with his previous body in terms of life trajectory or interpersonal relationships, so there was no question of any grudges or grievances between them.

Fu Ze did not believe that there was such a thing as love and hate without a reason in this world.

Since there are no internal driving factors, it must be driven and assisted by external forces, such as coercion or inducement.

However, after turning the phone upside down again, Fu Ze still found nothing.

This internet celebrity wasn't very efficient at stabbing people, but she was quick to delete messages.

This is probably a kind of "specialization in one's own field".

Now that things have come to this, having died and lived, there's no point in dwelling on the past.

Tossing his phone aside, Fu Ze quickly combed through his slightly tangled hair and stood two meters away from the mirror by the sink, beginning to examine his new body.

For his next action plan, excellent physical fitness is far more important than stunning good looks.

After circling around a few times, and completing a series of exercises including arm raises, leg bends, and forward bends, Fu Ze barely managed to suppress the urge to roll his eyes.

Although his body has smooth muscle lines and good joint flexibility, it's all just for show and is practically useless in a real fight.

Fortunately, in this era, close combat is generally not required for prison breaks.

That's right, a prison break.

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According to Fu Ze's original plan, he needed to arrive at the large transfer hub in the northern district of V City before sunset tomorrow—no, before sunset today, which is fifteen hours later—and take away the "escorted goods" loaded in a transport vehicle from a group of plainclothes executives.

The opponents are a group of rigorously trained and heavily armed executives, while Fu Ze is just a pretty but powerless internet celebrity.

To anyone else, Fu Ze's prison break attempt was almost futile, like throwing an egg against a rock or a moth to a flame, with a negligible chance of success.

But Fu Ze didn't care.

Firstly, he possesses the ability to "die and be reborn," and has experienced death in various ways in different events, so his view on life and death has undergone a complete transformation.

Secondly, his ultimate goal was not to take the "escort" away, but to ask the other party about the "key" in person.

key……

Just thinking of those two words made Fu Ze feel a dull pain deep in his mind, like being crushed by a millstone.

It was as if it were a silent warning and urging.

In fact, after each of his deaths, amidst the rustling sound of the newly grown cocoons rubbing and weaving together, there were always faint, indistinct sounds, like the murmurings of deities.

These noises overlapped and resonated with each other, ultimately etching two words into Fu Ze's mind—

【key】

Although he didn't yet know what the "key" was, Fu Ze was certain that it was closely related to his ability to "die and be reborn."

In order to keep "living" indefinitely, he began to pay attention to and actively inquire about clues about the key.

He died several more times during this period.

Until last week, Fu Ze, who was residing in the body of the person in charge of the brothel, heard about the key from a guest who was already drunk and oblivious to the world.

The other person said that someone had seen the key.

Without any reason, Fu Ze instantly concluded that the "key" here was the same thing as the "key" mentioned in the noise.

The other party also said that this person was arrested and taken to the Second Trial Bureau a few days ago, and will soon be transferred to the General Trial Bureau to be supervised and tried by V City CEO Hara Misaki.

The moment this person uttered the name Yuan Jianxing, the previously slightly noisy private room seemed to fall silent for a moment. The guests who had been chatting enthusiastically also stopped what they were saying and subtly turned their gazes over.

People who come to places like this for entertainment are usually not very clean.

For these people, the CEO, Yuan Jianxing, who is impervious to any means—money, power, or beauty—is the person they want to avoid the most.

Although this little incident was quickly resolved by Fu Ze's perfect handling, leaving no trace as if a carp had disappeared into water, Fu Ze immediately began planning to ask about the key in person.

As for the prison break, it was simply the most effective one among his many plans.

Gently rubbing his temples, Fu Ze brought his thoughts back and refocused on the upcoming prison break operation.

Although this was almost a one-way trip, he still made ample preparations in advance, from cold and hot weapons to amphibious vehicles, from painkillers to disguises.

But the whole process should ideally be done without anyone noticing.

Unless absolutely necessary, it's best to avoid a direct confrontation with the executive officer.

Moreover, Fu Ze now faces another enormous challenge—he has been reborn from the dead!

With a new shell, it remains to be seen how much of this "thorough preparation" he can still utilize.

When bad luck strikes, even drinking cold water can cause problems, Fu Ze thought to himself.

What's done is done, and complaining won't help.

Therefore, the first thing I need to do now is to check the content I prepared in advance, and then dynamically adjust and revise my prison break plan.

By lifting a corner of the dusty, tattered curtains beside the bed and glancing around briefly, Fu Ze determined his location—the outskirts of the southern district of V City.

...This internet celebrity has pretty good mental fortitude after killing someone; he can actually run away like that.

It's a pity they went the wrong way.

Fu Ze finally managed to roll his eyes at her, even though he had barely managed to hold it in.

Putting aside the fact that she killed herself, this minor internet celebrity's hasty escape made her already very tight schedule even worse.

Even if Fu Ze sets off immediately and catches the nearest bus, it will still take three hours to get back to the city center.

Moreover, although everything seems calm now, Fu Ze knows that this situation may not last long.

Having experienced multiple "deaths and rebirths," he had become accustomed to cleaning up the traces of the murderer—his next body—before his official death, in order to reduce the possibility of the other party—his future self—being punished by the executioner, or at least to delay the time when he would be found.

But that's all.

Fu Ze did not believe that there were any secrets in the world; everything that was done would leave a trace.

Whether these traces will be discovered, and how long it will take to be discovered, depends on the individual competence of the officer handling the relevant case.

It is a very foolish thing to place your hopes on others or on their mistakes.

At least Fu Ze wouldn't do that.

After quickly outlining his next course of action, Fu Ze prepared to head out.

However, the moment the door opened, a chilling and murderous aura, unique to the dawn, rushed towards Fu Ze, causing him to squint his eyes slightly.

At this moment, a tall figure stood in his narrow field of vision.

The figure was entirely dark, with most of its face obscured by the brim of its hat, except for a few points of light, like starlight, symmetrically placed on the left and right sides of its shirt collar.

Upon noticing this feature, Fu Ze's alarm bells went off instantly.

not good!

The visitor turned out to be an executive officer!

Before Fu Ze could react, a force struck his throat, sending him staggering backward and crashing heavily against the wall.

"For ordinary citizens, it's not bad to be able to get here from the city center in such a short time."

A calm and deep male voice sounded above Fu Ze's head.

"But by the standards of a fugitive murderer, it's too slow."

A note from the author:

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After much anticipation, it finally appeared, scattering flowers, moving stools, and cutting open a melon.

This is the third story I'm going to tell you all, and I hope you enjoy it.

As usual, here's a perk for readers who are following the story—I will reply to all non-system comments during the serialization period. I will try to reply to simpler comments on the same day, and reply to more complex comments on the weekend.

Highlight: The young couple is locked in a 1V1 relationship, loving only each other from beginning to end, and will never be separated or reversed.

Please take a look at the author's next book if you're just passing by [poor face]. The synopsis is as follows ↓

Shocking! A fake eunuch broke into the palace at night and was caught red-handed by the imperial concubine, who seized his vital point.

Unofficial history of the martial arts world! A collection of unofficial and bizarre tales!

As the saying goes, after the new generation's number one swordsman, "The Plum-Cutting Swordsman" Nie Yao disappeared, he actually managed to get away with it by using a trick called "Shrinking the Penis into the Abdomen" to become a lowly eunuch in the palace.

But little did he know, he would be robbed in the toilet on his very first day at work—

"Little Nie's size is truly superior to even the jade dildos used in brothels!"

Nie Yao suddenly looked up and saw Consort Yu Wuchou, who had been diagnosed with pregnancy a few days ago, leaning against the red apricot branch that was sticking out of the wall, looking down at it carefully.

"Go back and inform your head eunuch that starting tomorrow, you will be my personal 'eunuch'." Raising her eyes to meet Nie Yao's, Consort Yu smiled sweetly. "Behave yourself, or I'll use your 'weaknesses' to complain to the Emperor!"

Nie Yao felt a tightness under his body, and from then on, he lived a life of hardship, serving others and showing off his divine power during the day, and fanning himself and serving tea and water at night.

After a month or so of suffering, he felt like he had a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, unable to spit it out or swallow it back down. He was kept alive by the thought that "once Consort Yu gives birth to the child she had conceived through an affair with her own brother, I will take the child and run away with her!"

Until one night, Nie Yao, who had single-handedly repelled a large group of assassins in black, fell headfirst into the Imperial Concubine's Bath, covered in blood—

That's not a pregnant woman submerged in the water! That bobbing Adam's apple, that clearly defined chest and abdomen, and what's beneath the surface...?!

"Unfortunately, I was planning to give you a surprise another day." The man, speaking in the voice of Consort Yu, leisurely emerged naked from his bath, ignoring the stunned Nie Yao. He casually draped the cleaned fake pregnant belly over the screen. "By the way, the 'prince' that the whole court is waiting to see now will depend on the cooperation of the two of us—don't worry, I definitely won't trick you this time, after all, I now have two 'handles' in your hands."

Everything is negotiable except for the belt. A righteous and straightforward hero, a straightforward and honest man, x A bright and cheerful thief who wants everything but can give up his integrity.

In short, the story is about a fake eunuch and a fake empress who manage to "give birth" to a prince in the harem after three hundred days of deception.

The author guarantees quality; investing in this series will definitely not be a loss!