Chapter 372 Rusty City Strange Stories

Xinan had obviously been waiting in the compartment for a while.

Xu Zhiyan was the first to ask.

"What's up?"

If he hadn't checked, he would have really suspected that these two people had installed tracking devices on him. God knows how far he went to choose such a bathroom just to avoid other people.

There seemed to be only two people in the narrow and cramped space, but Xu Zhiyan felt that the horn pendant on his chest was getting hot.

A cold mechanical sound came out of Xinan's mouth.

"Give me back the knife."

He first stated the result, and then began to explain the reason: "It can't be sold. No one can use the Bloodthirsty Moon that has devoured the sacrificial soul except me. I can sense where it is."

This also indirectly tells Xu Zhiyan that the double-headed knife is different from other weapons. Not only can it not be sold, but owning the weapon will also expose one's position.

"Three million is enough."

Xinan said in a deep voice.

Whether it was the one million points paid previously, or the two million points paid just now for assisting Gan Mi, they were all the redemption money he had already assumed.

Xu Zhiyan leaned against the cabinet with his arms folded, pursed his lips and did not answer.

Xinan gave him a very... strange feeling.

Before, whether it was during the Utopia period or when he fled to the Dark Alley, Xinan's actions could be largely inferred, but at that time he gave people a feeling of chaos and disorder.

It’s different now.

There is not a single word of nonsense in the three sentences, and the things done in advance have become organized, and the whole person gives people a clear feeling.

Xu Zhiyan had to admit that Xinan's original straightforward appearance almost fooled him.

"Since you think three million is enough, why throw the jammer?" He raised his head and asked, with a faint smile on his face, looking like he was ready to start negotiations.

Xinan was stunned, his eyes, which had been mechanically modified, stared at the young man in front of him. He seemed to have a lot to say. He wanted to say that he knew Xu Zhiyan better than everyone thought, but in the end he only said one sentence.

"Because you're sure to want more."

This is true. According to the character of businessmen, they will make as much money as possible and will never show mercy.

"Correct answer." Xu Zhiyan narrowed his eyes.

"Since this weapon is so useful to you, it's understandable that I charge a little more money... Of course, if you are willing to exchange it for other information, it's not impossible to give a discount."

He changed the subject, his purpose clear.

"What was the use of the square you got from Huo Min? What information did you get before you killed him?"

Xinan probably didn't expect Xu Zhiyan to ask this. He frowned slightly and was reluctant to mention it: "Name your price." He would rather pay than answer.

"Oh? It seems that thing is very valuable."

Xu Zhiyan spoke casually.

Earlier in Corridor 16, Gan Mi had said, "After today, he will become stronger." And that day happened to be when Xinan got the diamond.

Neither of them gave in to the other, and the already depressing atmosphere in the space became even more tense.

Just when Xu Zhiyan thought he would not get an answer, Xinan suddenly took a big step forward, rapidly shortening the distance between them.

The moment he stepped forward, a giant hand with black blood vessels suddenly appeared behind Xu Zhiyan, loosely surrounding the young man who didn't look like he could fight very well, to prevent any accidents from happening.

The sudden change made both of them stunned.

A finger of the giant hand rested on Xu Zhiyan's waist, and the blood vessels wavingly stretched out and quietly wrapped around his drooping wrist.

However, the surprise in Xu Zhiyan's eyes flashed by for a moment, but he did not show it.

He did not activate any skill, but the skill bestowed by the ghost suddenly activated. Both the bones in his hands and the blood vessels seemed to have come to life. When thinking of the horns that kept heating up at his heart, Xu Zhiyan guessed without any judgment that it was the ghost that was controlling the skill.

The next second, he heard the mechanical voice of Mad Dog.

"Can the murderous intent in the mechanical eyeball be sensed?" He murmured twice, and the few muscles on his cheeks twitched, as if he was enduring something.

But as if he had already gotten used to the pain, he didn't take these actions to heart and continued.

"That is the control chip of the main system. It contains a power that ordinary humans cannot withstand, but the ideal country has a way to eliminate the control inside."

He was more straightforward than most people, and after making sure that he wouldn't get the weapon without giving more information, he talked openly about the diamonds he had obtained, and stretched out his palm in the direction of the young man, looking like he would not continue talking until he got the knife.

Xu Zhiyan was very honest. He took out the double-headed knife and stuck it on the ground.

"So, how much do you know about the Mimic?" he asked, stroking the blade.

The moment the word "Mimetic" appeared, Xinan's expression changed significantly. His expression suddenly became fierce, and as if by instinct, a sharp blade grew on the back of his right hand, which had been completely metalized.

But he raised his eyes and met Xu Zhiyan's gaze, and his expression gradually calmed down.

“He found you.”

Xinan spoke with an extremely confident tone, and then he suddenly grinned. The red mark on his mechanical tongue could be vaguely seen.

"Yan Chengfan should have guessed it, so he kept sending people to kill you."

Listening to the riddle-like speech, it was Xu Zhiyan's turn to be stunned. He didn't understand why Xinan's speech became confused again as if he had a seizure just because he mentioned the mimic. It was far from his previous clear and organized state.

Seeing that Xinan was about to return to crazy mode, Xu Zhiyan did not continue the topic. He held the double-edged knife and asked.

"Is there any other information that can be traded?"

"No."

Xinan took out a slightly smaller diamond and said, "If you want this one."

He was still smiling, but there was no warmth in his smile.

"I thought you were going to ask me why I killed people. I was just helping them. Being controlled is more terrifying than you think."

He moved a few diamonds back and forth between his knuckles, playing with them. Each diamond carried a life, but all the diamonds represented being controlled. It was hard to tell whether the main system that controlled the human players was more hateful, or the mad dog that kept killing people to "help" others get rid of their suffering was more pathetic.

"Thoughts that don't belong to you are controlling your body, and the feelings you experience are fake and belong to someone else."

His tone was emotionless, but his words were chilling.

"You can only passively accept what is forced into your head, and strange emotions flow through your body over and over again. Eventually, you will even begin to envy those who have actually experienced these things..."

Xu Zhiyan didn't say anything. He could feel that the mad dog in front of him was gradually becoming abnormal.

The double-headed knife in his palm continued to bleed, and the blade emitted a strange and mournful cry. Even though Xu Zhiyan's mental strength threshold was not enough to use this weapon, he could still feel the passive emotions coming from it.

Painful, twisted, entangled.

Reluctant, angry, crazy...

A mixture of negative thoughts instantly filled his brain, and even with his excellent willpower, he couldn't help but tremble.

Suddenly, the warm blood vessels that made up the giant hand wrapped around his fingertips and took the knife from his hand.

His emotions were suddenly pulled away, and Xu Zhiyan's chest heaved rapidly.

It is hard to imagine what kind of mental state the mad dog who uses such a weapon has been in.

After he let go of his hand, he found that Xinan's eyes were fixed on the weapon.

Xu Zhiyan suddenly understood.

If both the Utopia and the main system had once exerted mental control over Xinan, then the only way to escape from the control by oneself would probably be to use the mental influence of the Bloodthirsty Moon...

Use more crazy mind control to resist other mind control.

It is hard to imagine what this guy in front of me, who is almost unrelated to a natural person, has experienced.

But no matter what, this knife can no longer be kept.

He only held it for a moment, and he felt as if his brain was about to be shattered by crazy thoughts. Moreover, exposing his position was indeed somewhat dangerous. He couldn't do anything to the other party now, so it was better to maintain peace for the time being.

"Then add some more money."

After hesitating for a while, Xu Zhiyan tentatively made an offer.

Xinan was stunned. He probably didn't expect that after he finished talking about such complicated content, the other party was still only interested in adding money.

In the end, Xinan added another 2 million points and finally got his knife back.

Before leaving, the young man who had put away the double-edged knife suddenly turned around and slowed down his voice: "Thank you, the knife is the only thing that truly belongs to me."

"Bang--"

The door of the utility room was closed, leaving only Xu Zhiyan inside.

He quickly reached into his clothes and pulled out the horn pendant, trying to find information about ghosts and gods from it. After dealing with Xinan, it was now his turn.

"Was that you just now?" he whispered.

I don't know why, but it would be nice if the Bone Hand's skills were controlled by ghosts and gods?

No answer.

Not only did no words appear on the horn pendant, but even the hot temperature that had just been generated disappeared.

Just when Xu Zhiyan thought there would be no response, the black hands that had been loosely around him suddenly tightened, and the warm blood vessels wrapped around his body, rubbing his cheek in an intimate manner.

Of course, it would be even better if the pile wrapped around his waist didn’t have the energy to dig into his clothes!

The palm of his hand felt a little itchy, and Xu Zhiyan felt the words coming from it.

'don’t worry'

At this point, Xu Zhiyan had to accept that ghosts and gods had a strong ability to adapt. Although their power could not be transferred, they could control their skills for him. It was just that their consciousness was not very clear when they were controlling their skills...

'I don't like the way he looks at you'

When Xu Zhiyan heard this, he was filled with questions. What the hell? Xinan's eyes had long been replaced with mechanical ones, so how could there be any expression in them?

"Calm down! We are still in the dungeon. I can't really not go back just because there is a worker who replaced me!"

Xu Zhiyan muttered to himself, but his hands did not resist too much...

…

It was much later than expected that I left the utility room.

It was almost time to get off work. After Xu Zhiyan threw the bag of human flesh into the trash can, he walked slowly towards the cafeteria. His movements were a little clumsy, and the corners of his eyes were red with satisfaction.

Before he entered the cafeteria, Qi Shanren, who had been waiting outside, found him crying.

"Boss Xu, where did you go this afternoon?"

He was quite honest and returned to his workstation immediately after throwing the bag.

Before sitting down, Qi Shanren saw that there was someone at Xu Zhiyan's workstation and felt relieved, thinking that Xu Zhiyan was the first one to come back.

"Who knew that there was a half-human, half-ghost thing sitting at your workstation? Gan... Boss Gan's workstation was a prop female ghost in work clothes, and the one with Mad Dog was even more outrageous, it was a robot! I almost peed my pants with fright." He looked devastated and almost fainted.

Qi Shanren felt bitter.

He and the remaining three strange-shaped things spent the entire afternoon screwing in screws!