Chapter 425 Safe House

The physical examination is still going on.

To the mimic, containers are just objects.

As more and more blood was drawn out of the body, Xiao Zhiyan's originally rosy face lost its color and turned pale.

He said nothing, quietly watching everything that was happening around him. At such a young age, he hid all his emotions, and only frowned slightly when the needle pierced his skin and brought sharp pain.

The system translated the conversation between Xu Yan and the researcher at a rapid pace, and then became busy and distressed again.

[Wow wow wow my poor little host, he is so obedient! ]

It didn't understand why the child, the size of a carrot head, was so quiet. Theoretically, when a human child encountered such a thing, he would have already gone crazy.

It took Xu Zhiyan a long while before he spoke calmly.

"He knows that crying is useless."

Knowing that resistance and tears will have no effect on the people here, it is better to cooperate honestly, accumulate strength and wait for the next opportunity.

After hearing the explanation, the system felt so distressed that it almost fainted.

[This group of damn mimics... So the host was originally able to awaken two characteristics, but now after being tossed around, he can only awaken one!]

The means of stimulating potential in advance caused Xiao Zhiyan's dream characteristics to die halfway. In order to maximize the use of the incomplete awakening characteristics, they chose to inject time potion into the child's body, attempting to guide the incomplete characteristics and transform them into time characteristics with supernatural powers.

Unfortunately, after a few days of injections, Xiao Zhiyan not only showed no signs of awakening the time characteristics, but even the dreams that were originally unable to be fully stimulated disappeared.

[Although I don’t know what the remaining characteristic is, the dream is really amazing.]

The system took out the data with a crying voice, feeling extremely aggrieved.

[There are very few people who possess this special trait. Previously, a player was able to move freely in low- and medium-level dungeons simply by using the forced sleep skill of Dreaming...]

Thinking of time, its heart aches even more.

[Although there are no time features in the game yet, according to calculations, even the basic time features should awaken incredible skills such as foresight, speed control, and time freeze!]

Listening to the endless chatter around him, Xu Zhiyan suddenly spoke.

“There is no failure.”

"Dreams and time are both there, but they are in me. I enter Bai Jin's dream every night."

Twenty years later, he returned to the dream of twenty years ago.

God knows he was jumping around and arguing wildly in the dream of ghosts and gods. He relied on being fearless in the dream. If he had known this in advance, he would not have been so bold yesterday.

[That's right, it's really abominable... huh? Wait! Host, what did you say?]

The system was frightened by the words of its own host.

It thought for a while and felt that the CPU was about to burn out. After a long pause, the system finally made a sound.

[Host, would you like to assign some tasks to the young version of Mr. Ghost and help him kill all the mimics now!]

Beautiful idea.

It’s a pity that it’s a bit difficult to implement.

"I'll go and inquire about the situation tonight. If there is really hope, it would be a good idea." Xu Zhiyan sighed.

He was busy browsing his memories before, and when he saw the young version of the ghost, he must have been amused first. Considering that his memory would not change, he did not even ask about Bai Jin's situation.

But it must be said that it might not be a bad thing if the ghosts and gods could solve the mimicry problem at the root and end the game.

If successful, the Mimic and the Infinite Game would disappear. When he leaves the restricted area, wouldn't he be able to transform himself into the heir to the Xu family's 100 billion fortune?

I can even wake up laughing in my dreams!

Thinking of this, Xu Zhiyan's original uneasiness disappeared instantly and his fighting spirit was high.

The physical examination lasted until midnight and was finally over.

Xu Zhiyan looked at the researcher who was sweating profusely as he walked back and forth in front of him, and he could feel the ridicule, disappointment, and anxiety accumulated in his childhood self's heart.

But what comforted him was that there was no fear among these emotions.

The moon is high in the sky.

Facing the biting cold wind just like when they came here, Aunt Qin and the doctor brought little Zhiyan back to the room.

When giving the injection before bedtime, the two looked at each other and tacitly did not mention the additional injection - a larger dose of time potion, even if it meant destroying the child.

Little Zhiyan was as well-behaved and sensible as ever. He would not ask anything unless the adults said anything.

Too much blood was drawn tonight, and my porcelain-like arms are covered with needle holes. There are still bruises in some places, and it hurts if you touch it lightly.

It was not until the injection was finished and he was lying on the bed that Xiao Zhiyan spoke his first words after being born.

"Aunt Qin, good night, thank you for staying with me."

The play that needs to be performed must still be performed.

Although it can be basically determined that Aunt Qin will not be soft-hearted, Xiao Zhiyan is still unwilling to give up. He wants to wait and see if there is any turning point.

“…”

Aunt Qin, who was closing the door, paused, lowered her head and ran away in shame.

Only after the door was closed tightly did Xiao Zhiyan turn over, with an expression of anger and confusion on his face.

"How could that be? I clearly felt the time before..."

Although there was no system help, Xiao Zhiyan was precocious. He had already learned about Xu Yan's plan when he first arrived, and today, through the researchers who came and went around him, he had guessed most of his own situation.

He stretched his arms out from under the quilt, looked at the back of his hands covered with needle holes, and mumbled in a baby voice.

"No one in this world will be more powerful than my future self."

"We have to summon him here..."

Only in the dead of night does he display the childish innocence that is consistent with his age.

Listening to the confident words that were exactly the same as those of its own host, the system squeaked and shouted that the CPU was about to melt, and it wished it could rush out to hug the depressed child.

However, after hearing this, Xu Zhiyan couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He understood why he was so confident and calm when he was young.

He was born with a smart mind and abundant financial support. Although he had no family to love him, he was still taken care of by someone. It can be expected that the "wife" should have left some money or funds for him to use when he grows up.

At this level of starting life, it’s hard not to be confident.

Thinking about his experience of being sick and depressed after clearing his false memories, Xu Zhiyan's voice was a little bitter.

"Unfortunately, I am going to disappoint him."

He failed to become the most powerful person in the world.

Unexplained coma often breaks out, his fragile body means he could die at any time, and with the subsequent inexplicable genetic disease, he almost touches the border of another world.

"...It's difficult just to stay alive." Xu Zhiyan sneered.

Even after entering the game, he was always in a state of suppression.

Listening to the rather low voice of its host, the system was choked, and it didn't know how to comfort it.

Unexpectedly, just after it racked its brains and finally formed a few words, Xu Zhiyan's tone changed, and his voice was filled with arrogant sneer and sarcasm.

"But it doesn't matter."

“I always find a way out myself.”

As long as he is alive, he has not lost.

He racked his brains to find clues related to the genetic disease, made deals with ghosts and gods to become the heir of the safe house, and entered the game to constantly regain his power. The main system restricted him and did not allow his mental power threshold to be too high, so he could not use powerful weapons, so he made his own.

The road is made by walking, and Xu Zhiyan will only look forward in this life.

It's late at night.

Tired Xiao Zhiyan fell into a deep sleep.

Endless darkness descended. The system living in the sea of consciousness called out a few times but received no response. It couldn't help but feel a little expectant. In its eyes, ghosts and gods were the most powerful beings in the world.

On the other side, Xu Zhiyan, who was full of fighting spirit, could feel that he was entering a dream.

When he opened his eyes, he was a little dazed.

Tonight, Bai Jin’s dreams were no longer filled with piles of corpses, and the red moon that always appeared in the past had turned into a dazzling and warm sun.

What meets the eye is a golden color.

Countless falling golden leaves sway in the wind.

Xu Zhiyan stepped on the thick leaves, reached out to catch one and examined it carefully. It was a golden ginkgo leaf.

He raised his head and looked into the distance.

This dream had boundaries. In the center of the world, there grew a huge ginkgo tree, blocking out the sky and the sun. The young boy Bai Jin was standing under the tree, looking at him from afar through the falling golden rain of leaves.

Xu Zhiyan realized belatedly that it was he who asked not to see the corpse next time before he left... Well, although the dream created by Bai Jin was a little different from the glittering and glittering dream he really liked, it was still much better than before, so he couldn't ask for too much.

Feeling the power surging in his body, Xu Zhiyan held his breath and concentrated. The next second, he appeared in front of Bai Jin.

Even the falling leaves became much less under his control.

This is the power of controlling dreams.

When he used his power for the first time, Xu Zhiyan realized for the first time how terrifying talent was.

Unfortunately, before he could try anything else, the young man in front of him spoke in a low voice with condemnation.

"I thought you weren't coming today."

Its sound was a bit muffled, obviously it had been waiting for a long time.

The other party had a history of not coming for three days, so every second of waiting became extremely torturous.

Xu Zhiyan, who wanted to get straight to the point, was stunned. Because of the sudden situation during the physical examination, he fell asleep later than before.

To ease the atmosphere, he reached out and touched Bai Jin's hair.

"I had something to do tonight, so I came late. By the way, why did you choose the ginkgo tree?"

Xu Zhiyan originally just wanted to ask casually. The leaves that the ghost took out from the restricted area were also beautifully fan-shaped. Does the ginkgo have any special meaning to Bai Jin?

"Hmm?" Bai Jin's eyes were a little confused.

"Because only the leaves are golden."

Its matter-of-fact answer made Xu Zhiyan stunned for a moment, and a bad premonition came to his mind.

There is a ginkgo tree planted in the Xu family's yard, and he has already figured it out in the past few days.

Only the leaves are golden...

The fact that he could give such an answer proved that the slices left in Xu's house were most likely imprisoned somewhere by the main system and the mimic.

Xu Zhiyan suppressed his shock and pursed his lips. After hesitating for a while, he did not ask where the other person was. Instead, he asked tentatively, "Do you know what kind of existence you are?"

Possessing such powerful power.

Not accepted by the real world, and unable to easily enter the game. Like a ghost bound to the earth, trapped in a corner for generations.

The young boy Bai Jin smiled.

That smile seemed inexplicably sad.

"Know."

"I am an existence abandoned by the world."