Just centimeters away is the fifth floor above the ground; a slight misstep could cost Huo Luoluo her life.

Yan Jiu thought for a moment and held up two fingers: "Only children make choices. I want both."

The doll wasn't surprised; it gave a sinister smile: "You can save her, but what about the others?"

Under the setting sun.

On the rooftops of the other teaching buildings, a student stood; their presence was a blatant threat to the dolls.

The red dress doll has no name.

Once created, its mission was to transform into a gluttonous beast and devour the fortune of others.

It was taken back to Country Z by Huo Luoluo from the toy store. In order to cross the border, it was forced to sleep until it sensed the luck.

The doll knew that Z country, with Yan Jiu and the Special Bureau, was dangerous, so it kept a low profile, silently using shadow threads to devour the students' luck and control them.

Using shadow threads to manipulate others is its innate ability. It doesn't know why it has this ability, and it always has a sense of fear that it cannot escape its destiny.

It mistakenly believes itself to be a container, thinking that it will disappear if it doesn't devour anything, and it will also disappear if it devours something to a certain extent.

But the doll doesn't want to disappear.

Therefore, it presents Yan Jiu with an equally unsolvable problem, wanting to see how Yan Jiu will choose.

It was curious to see what kind of sacrifice Yan Jiu, such a cold person, would make to save someone.

After a while.

The rooftop welcomed its second and third uninvited guests.

After waiting for a long time without Yan Jiu returning, Jian Zhongyu's ominous premonition grew stronger.

Jian Zhongyu was very worried. He appeared while making hand seals and drawing talismans, showing great potential to be a supporter of Yan Jiu.

Holding a broom for courage, Chu Chu stood behind Jian Zhongyu with an air of self-righteousness and shouted, "You're surrounded! I advise you to surrender!"

Jian Zhongyu: "..."

She calmly looked at the seven dolls floating above the rooftop. Without a doubt, the dolls far outnumbered her, and they were the ones who were truly surrounded.

Chu Chu hugged the broom tightly, both frightened and worried: "How come it suddenly has so many lackeys? They're even trying to ambush my sister, how unethical! Brother Yu, what should we do?"

Before they finished dinner, he and Jian Zhongyu looked up at the rooftop and saw Huo Luoluo standing there. They immediately rushed to the rooftop.

After discovering that Yan Jiu was also there, they felt even more strongly that something strange was causing trouble on campus.

Who would have thought that the doll was the culprit?

Jian Zhongyu looked at Yan Jiu, who was surrounded by dolls, and her intuition told her that nothing serious had happened.

Yan Jiu slowly extended her hand: "Besides me, no one can help you break free from the control of the Rose Cross."

She looked at the doll indifferently.

The dolls, no matter how hard they try, cannot escape the cage of unspoken rules. Created by the Rose Cross, they live by devouring luck, and they will also perish by devouring luck.

To change things, only the bullets flying head-on can bring a desperate gamble and a chance for a new beginning.

Yan Jiu saw through the doll's intentions.

It was out of its anger that it summoned the other dolls that appeared in country Z at the same time as it.

When summoned, it was bewildered.

So what if there are a lot of people?

It doesn't want to die.

Yan Jiu fabricated a story, mixing truth with falsehood: "I also have a doll. It sacrificed itself for me. Seeing you all, I feel a sense of kinship. I feel sorry for you all."

She could violently destroy all the dolls and reclaim the fortune that had been devoured. In that case, the fortune would inevitably be depleted, and those whose minds were affected by the dolls would not be able to recover.

Someone has to bear this loss.

Yan Jiu patiently persuaded the red-dressed doll, who was already yearning for freedom and a new life.

More importantly, she saw the shadow threads.

Everything in the world is interconnected and mutually restraining.

As Wu Jiu said, the appearance of the nine magical artifacts will inevitably cause the Heavenly Dao to give birth to nine things to oppose them, and the Bagua Mirror, the Ruler, and the Bone-Piercing Needle are among them.

The same goes for shadow threads.

For some unknown reason, after the appearance of the nine magical artifacts, Wu Jiu found the Bagua Mirror and the Ruler, which were created in response to the times, and they became the heirlooms of the Lang family.

The Rose Cross went to great lengths to "deliver" the Shadow Silk Thread to her, and she insisted on accepting it.

The doll sneered: "Feeling sorry for me?"

Yan Jiu was unusually serious: "Having intelligence is your good fortune, but you are bound by fate. You are as innocent as my dolls. It is not your intention to harm others and yourselves, but I can free you."

The red-dressed doll stared intently at Yan Jiu with its tiny, blood-red eyes, its low intelligence seemingly pondering the truthfulness of her words.

They want freedom, but they don't want to jump from one fire pit to another.

Yan Jiu, who was standing before them, was clearly their enemy, and they needed to think things through.

The doll in the blue dress moved closer to the doll in the red dress: "Honghong, I don't think she's a bad person."

The yellow-dressed doll nodded emphatically, the beads in her hair swaying: "Lanlan is right. She is gentle, beautiful, and understanding. She is exactly the white moonlight that my master talks about."

The doll in the purple dress said, "Fool, humans are often good at disguising themselves. Listen carefully to what Honghong has to say."

The other dolls surrounded the doll in the red dress, each offering their own opinions.

It can be seen that there are already those who have defected among the dolls.

Yan Jiu became even more serious and continued, "You have been in our country for so long, you have the ability and time to turn this place upside down, but you didn't. You are kind-hearted to the core."

The yellow-skirted doll tugged at the sleeve of the orange-skirted doll and cried, "Waaah, she understands us so well."

The red-dressed doll pulled the yellow-dressed doll, who wanted to shake hands with Yan Jiu, behind her.

Yan Jiu looked heartbroken, as if her trust had been betrayed: "Believe it or not, it's up to you."

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