A month later, Ye Yufan recovered from his injuries and grew several centimeters taller. After he finished repairing his chain late at night, the voice in his head began to call him again.

"Don't sleep, someone is approaching the house."

After hearing the reminder, Ye Yufan opened his eyes, his vision cleared up, and he covered his chest.

He - he had a palpitation just now. He didn't have this feeling when Ye Shuyun hit him. This time he felt that a life-threatening crisis was approaching.

Ye Yufan wore a pair of gravity gloves with full power and stood outside the door waiting for the other party to approach.

"This man must be injured. He has a gun hidden in his sleeve and his finger is on the switch. He probably doesn't want to leave him alive. It's unknown whether he has other weapons. Just kill him quickly. Don't think about other things. If you're a step late, you'll be dead."

Ye Yufan now knew that his mental tentacles could only extend a few meters, and the other party might be able to sense his mental detection. If the other party noticed it and was prepared, he would have no chance of winning.

He adjusted the gravity gloves to the highest setting, hid at the door, gathered his mental strength, and held his breath.

"Anyone there?"

The man knocked on the door gently, and seeing that no one responded, he extended his mental tentacles in. When they were about to touch Ye Yufan, he decisively opened the door and hit the man on the head with force.

Yuan Ji dodged hastily and pulled the trigger. An egg-sized hole appeared on the ground.

Missed! The second punch came immediately, and the opponent's mental power was as vast as smoke, directly releasing the energy of the inferior boxing gloves in an instant. The next second, the skull shattered and the ears were like thunder, and a sticky liquid slid down and covered Yuan Ji's eyes.

"save--"

Yuan Ji stared at Ye Yufan in disbelief. He was actually beaten to death by a man whose physical skills were less than level one.

Ye Yufan's boxing gloves also cracked and shattered, and it looked like they were completely ruined.

He stared at Yuan Ji for a long while.

"Something's wrong."

Space-Time Mirror: "Something is wrong."

"His heart has already stopped beating. Why didn't the personal terminal announce his death?"

No matter who they are, as long as they are in areas 1 to 4, as long as they are human, they must carry a valid personal terminal, otherwise they will be expelled directly.

Boom boom boom! Ye Yufan continued to hit his chest. Yuan Ji's chest slowly caved in, and blood spurted out with each hit.

The Space-Time Mirror couldn't help but say, "...He's dead, why don't you whip his corpse? Are you a pervert?"

Ye Yufan then stopped, covered his chest, and no longer felt the palpitations, so he finally felt relieved.

After a long time, he picked up Yuan Ji's personal terminal and looked at it carefully. The indicator lights on it flickered, as if the system had malfunctioned.

After groping for a while, a projection screen finally appeared, displaying the man's information.

"Wu Yan, fourth-class citizen of District 2."

It was actually District 2. Ye Yufan's heart began to pound. This must be a big trouble, but he quickly calmed down. This man looked to be in his forties or fifties. There was no way he could be Wu Yan.

Moreover, a living person cannot take off the terminal. If there is no death notification, the terminal setting program will directly alarm, but he now has nothing.

How to do it?

Should he try to smash the terminal? He picked up the terminal, not knowing whether it would trigger an alarm after breaking it, but he had a bad feeling.

There was nothing special in the house until he saw the alloy table.

"You, Ye Yufan, I simulated Wu Yan's heartbeat, blood pressure, etc., and transmitted the data to the database, creating the illusion that Wu Yan was still alive."

"Who are you?"

"I am artificial intelligence. You can call me Dawn."