Chapter 24

Waking up again to the tune of "Für Alice", Cen Xun felt unexpectedly calm.

He even had the leisure to wonder why the principal had to use this song as the starting point of the loop.

For Cen Xun, "Für Alice" is actually a rather special piano piece, not only because he often hears it before class.

Before becoming a professor, Feng Jihan played this piece for him when he was still a student.

At that time, he asked Feng Jihan why he wanted to play this song, and Feng Jihan replied: "It is rumored that it was written for the sweetheart."

Later, Cen Xun also learned to play this song and set it as the alarm clock ringtone.

However, after arriving at H University, the class bell rang too many times, and Cen Xun was already a little tired of this song.

After his endless associations ended, Cen Xun pushed away the corpse on top of him and crawled out from the pile of corpses.

Dark clouds pressed down overhead, the campus was pitch black, all the street lights were out of work, a black wind blew, and the whistling sound was like a ghost crying.

I opened my phone and looked at the time: 18:40.

The principal held a meeting of all teachers and students on the playground.

The playground was now littered with corpses, with players collapsed on the highest level, yet to awaken from the effects of the loop.

This is probably the last round.

The flow of time seemed to have returned to normal, and the entire H University fell into an unprecedented tranquility. When the time reached 00:00, everyone would welcome a grand meteor shower while they were sleeping.

Then destroyed in a falling meteor.

Cen Xun left the playground and walked in the deserted campus. He looked up at the sky. Thick dark clouds stretched as far as the eye could see. It seemed that they were not only gathered over H University, but also extended to the area outside the campus.

Cen Xun's heart suddenly jumped. He ran, climbed onto the rooftop of a tall building, and looked towards the city.

The strong wind blew up his slightly long black curly hair. After seeing that the dark clouds covered not only H University but also the entire H City, Cen Xun looked a little stunned.

This shows that the meteorite fall is not only a disaster for the university, but perhaps it will also become a disaster for the entire city.

how so?

Cen Xun closed his eyes and calmed his thoughts.

Yes, this world is a game world.

Since it's a game, how can it be possible to only open one copy?

H City is so large, how could it be possible that there is only one copy of H City?

Just like the H Great Mysterious Domain that was born from a meteor shower, Cen Xun believed that this meteor shower would also become an opportunity to open other mysterious domains in H City.

Cen Xun placed his hands on the fence, interlocked his fingers, and pressed his forehead against them. The cold wind passed through his waist and abdomen, lifting a corner of his shirt. He stood motionless for a while. Cen Xun finally admitted that after thinking so much just now, what he cared about most was not the destruction of H City, but Feng Jihan who was staying at home.

If Zhang San was not him.

If he was really just an ordinary person.

If he fell into a deep sleep now, he would soon be reduced to ashes in the meteorite that fell at midnight.

be terribly upset.

Cen Xun lowered his head and smiled half at himself.

He was so rational. He was 99% sure that it was him, but at this moment, he didn't dare to gamble on that 1% possibility.

In fact, he is also looking forward to it, looking forward to that person not being him, looking forward to not having to go against that person and take a different path.

Just go take a look. Cen Xun licked his dry lips and made a decision.

Whether it is true or not, Cen Xun never wastes time on internal affairs. He likes to cut the Gordian knot. If Feng Jihan is not true, that would be the best. Cen Xun would send Feng Jihan away first and then come back to deal with the principal. If Feng Jihan is true, that would also be good.

If you had seen it with your own eyes, maybe you wouldn't have made so many excuses for him.

Cen Xun turned and left the rooftop.

This was the first time in so many days that Cen Xun left H University in the evening.

The city's traffic has been completely paralyzed. People in the cars are sleeping on the steering wheels, pedestrians lying on the ground can be seen everywhere on the streets, and the shrill alarms of the cars that were hit on the roadside are the only sounds in the world.

Most of the power system in City H was shut down. Cen Xun sat on a paper airplane and looked down from a high place. He could only see a few scattered lights. Cen Xun lowered his eyes and looked down, with an unclear emotion in his eyes.

Landing in the familiar neighborhood, all he saw was still pitch black. Cen Xun walked towards home in the direction he remembered.

The villas along the way were hidden in the darkness, like huge dormant beasts, with their huge mouths open, waiting to swallow their prey in one gulp. Cen Xun walked alone into the darkness, heading towards an unknown future.

Suddenly, he stopped.

In the darkness, the only villa with lights on was so eye-catching. The soft light shining through the windows looked so warm.

Cen Xun didn't know how he got to the door of the villa with lights on.

He stared at the sign at the door, repeatedly checking the house number to confirm that this was his home.

Didn't he turn off the lights before he left?

As soon as this thought came up, Cen Xun laughed at himself for being stupid.

It was daytime when he left, so there was no need to turn on the lights.

So why is the light on?

For a moment, Cen Xun was a little afraid to open the door. This door was like the legendary Pandora's Box. Once opened, terrible things would be released.

Just as Cen Xun stood there in silence, the door in front of him suddenly opened by itself. The person inside hurried out. When he looked up, he found Cen Xun standing at the door, and a trace of surprise flashed across his face.

But he quickly adjusted his expression, and said with a surprised smile: "Why did you come back by yourself? I was just about to pick you up from school."

Cen Xun looked at the person in front of him silently. Feng Jihan was wearing a black windbreaker and was obviously going out. The windbreaker perfectly matched his body proportions, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and paired with his face, he was still so perfect that people couldn't take their eyes off him.

Most importantly, there is no voice.

After a long while, Cen Xun smiled: "I'm back, aren't you happy?"

"What are you talking about? Of course I'm happy," Feng Jihan laughed unhappily and moved aside to let him pass through the door. "Are you hungry? I'll go cook."

Cen Xun walked in and looked towards the living room. Except for the old man whose mind suddenly returned to normal, everything else was no different from when he left home.

Feng Jihan walked past him and headed towards the kitchen area. He opened the refrigerator as usual and asked him, "Would you like some steak?"

"No need to do it. Something happened outside. Let's leave here first." Cen Xun stood at the kitchen door and looked at him, then listened for a while.

Still no voice.

Hearing Cen Xun's words, Feng Jihan was stunned for a moment, closed the refrigerator door, and without asking any more questions, he said helplessly: "Then at least you have to pack your luggage. Wait for me, I'll go sort out some clothes."

Cen Xun said without hesitation: "I'll go clean up, you wait here for me."

"Okay." Feng Jihan nodded and watched Cen Xun go upstairs, his eyes becoming deep.

Cen Xun took two steps at a time and went upstairs. He strode into the cloakroom, pulled out a suitcase, opened it, and roughly stuffed a pile of clothes into it.

Just as he was busy stuffing the fallen clothes back into the box, a familiar voice suddenly fell into his ears like thunder, and instantly set off a huge wave.

"Since Admin 01 can't fix the game bug, I'll have to fix it myself."

Cen Xun's movements froze.

"The timing of his awakening is too coincidental. This is not right. What bug caused him to awaken prematurely?"

Cen Xun's throat rolled over as he stared at the messy clothes in the box. He felt as if the air around him had been sucked out, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He should have been angry, and the desire to destroy everything had never burned so vigorously in his heart, but anger did not appear on Cen Xun's face immediately. Instead, he chuckled softly.

It's a laugh out of extreme anger, and also a self-mockery of ultimately dashed expectations.

How could he lie to him?

How dare he lie to him?

More than ten years of companionship, the roads we walked together, the times we experienced together, the intimacy, and the control in the name of love, it turned out to be a long-planned scam from the very beginning!

What did he think of him as? A digital pet in a game?

All the beautiful memories were completely overturned and covered with a layer of dark shadow. Cen Xun's eyes were already red, but his expression gradually returned to calm.

Cen Xun thought he would be so angry that he couldn't control his emotions, but in fact, he didn't. He walked out of the cloakroom calmly, came to the stairs, and said to Feng Jihan in the kitchen: "Jihan, I can't find something. Can you come up and help me find it?"

Feng Jihan quickly walked out of the kitchen, looked up at him on the stairs, and asked with some confusion: "What are you missing?"

Cen Xun did not answer, but curled the corners of his lips and smiled at him.

He stood tall and graceful on the ornately decorated spiral staircase, the crystal ceiling casting a warm light, as if even the light and shadow were particularly favoring him. The hazy light enveloped his body, making him radiate a divine brilliance.

Feng Jihan looked up at him and was instantly stunned by this divine beauty.

But unfortunately, the light smile with lowered eyes was just an illusion put up by the god. The next second, the gentle mask was completely shattered, and murderous intent burst out, locking onto Feng Jihan downstairs.

Feng Jihan suddenly came to his senses and rolled on the ground in a flash. The next second after he rushed into the kitchen, the place where he was standing was pierced by several puppet threads wrapped in anger and murderous intent.

Cen Xun slowly descended the spiral staircase, the colorful threads floating around him extending downward like living things, spreading towards the kitchen. His smile had a hint of bloodiness. As he walked down, he gently called out, "Hubby, where have you been?"

"Don't hide, I need you to help me find something."

A figure suddenly flashed past from behind the half-open island counter. Cen Xun moved his fingers, and several puppet threads instantly twisted into sharp blades, piercing through the innocent refrigerator.

"You disappoint me," Cen Xun said, standing in the middle of the living room, lowering his head and fiddling with the puppet strings between his fingertips. The smile on his face turned extremely cold. "Can you tell me, what was your purpose in appearing in that small mountain village more than ten years ago?"

Feng Jihan's voice came from a corner: "Wife, calm down. If you have anything to say, let's sit down and talk it over. I can explain everything!"

The second after the voice rang out, several puppet threads pierced through the corner where the sound came from, and the glass wall used as a partition shattered to the ground. Cen Xun stepped on it and said gloomily, "But I don't want to hear your explanation."

He had good hearing and easily caught Feng Jihan's slightly hurried footsteps from the sound of breaking glass.

"You've been fooling me for more than ten years. Isn't it fun?" Cen Xun laughed, and the puppet thread swept out. The circular floor-to-ceiling windows shattered one after another, and the huge TV screen was also split into two.

The corners of his eyes were slightly red, but his eyes were frighteningly sharp: "Don't worry about me killing people and setting fires, you are the one who has done all the bad things, Feng Jihan."

"Tell me, what's your purpose? You're deliberately approaching me and tricking me, just to keep me locked up in the game?" Cen Xun laughed nervously, puppet strings wrapped around his fingertips, ready to strike. He looked around coldly, "I won't let you have your way."

"You'd better kill me tonight," Cen Xun said cruelly, "Otherwise, I will definitely leave here and flatten your world."

A slight sound came from the southeast direction, which happened to be a blind spot. Cen Xun quietly walked over there, and the puppet thread spread rapidly. It turned the corner and stabbed down suddenly, but unexpectedly missed.

There was no one in that place at all.

There was a barely audible sound of breaking wind behind him. By the time Cen Xun reacted, it was too late. He felt a slight pain in the back of his neck, and a strong feeling of dizziness surged up like a tide.

The puppet thread retracted uncontrollably. Cen Xun staggered, supporting himself against the wall with one hand, and groping behind his neck with the other hand to pull out an empty needle.

Damn it, Cen Xun laughed out of anger.

If you can't win, just launch a sneak attack. You have no martial ethics at all.

No one knows what medicine is in this injection. Cen Xun believes that he has reached the Yellow Clothes level, but he can still be paralyzed by this medicine. It is really unbelievable.

His knees went weak and Cen Xun knelt on one knee, his head lowered and breathing slightly, with a thin layer of sweat covering his neck.

He could feel someone holding him horizontally. Cen Xun didn't want to cooperate and wanted to push him away but he had no strength.

His consciousness was briefly blank for a moment, and Cen Xun was not sure how long he had been unconscious. When he regained his perception of the outside world, the touch under him had become soft.

The sound of metal colliding was endless. Cen Xun felt his hands being lifted up, and then something cold and heavy clasped his wrists.

Cen Xun didn't even have the strength to move. He barely opened his eyelids and stared coldly at the person on his body. His lips moved slightly: "I will never forgive you."

Feng Jihan pursed his lips, knowing that it would take a while for him to explain these things. When he met Cen Xun's cold eyes, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and the tip of his tongue was filled with bitterness: "I'll tell you everything when I come back, okay?"

"There's just a small problem right now," Feng Jihan took his hand, placed it on his lips and kissed it gently, his eyes flashing with determination: "Once I clear the H University's strange domain, everything will return to normal."

Cen Xun didn't look at him and laughed mockingly: "Do you really think that everything can return to normal?"

"You can stop it once, but can you stop it every time in the future?" Cen Xun's tone was calm and cruel: "It's useless."

Feng Jihan pretended not to hear and kissed his fingertips: "I'll be back soon, wait for me."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards the door without hesitation. Cen Xun often felt that he was decisive and ruthless, but now he suddenly felt that Feng Jihan was essentially the same type of person as him.

In order to achieve a certain goal, they can all get away without any delay.

No regrets, and equally cold.

Just as the corner of Feng Jihan's windbreaker was about to disappear at the door, Cen Xun suddenly spoke up: "Then, I suggest you come back within ten minutes."

Feng Jihan paused and turned to look at Cen Xun on the bed.

Cen Xun curled his lips in contempt: "Because in ten minutes, I will die, and then fully awaken and become a monster."

"This injection of yours should only be effective against monsters that haven't awakened yet and still retain their flesh and blood."

"Let me think about what my true form will look like after I awaken." Cen Xun turned his head and met Feng Jihan's gaze without fear, his eyes challenging him: "I will lose my cumbersome body and the pretty face you love, and become a mindless monster in your mouth that only knows how to eat."

"Ah, I've thought about it. If I could eat you and completely integrate you into my bones and blood, I wouldn't be unable to forgive you."

Cen Xun tilted his head slightly, his smile tinged with malice: "You go ahead, I'll die first."

Cen Xun's meaning was very clear. If Feng Jihan insisted on killing the principal, then when he came back, he would see his wife's fresh corpse.

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Feng Jihan, who was standing at the door, turned around and walked back as Cen Xun wished.

Feng Jihan really didn't plan to go out for the time being, because he took off his windbreaker and threw it on the ground.

"I was thinking of dealing with you when I got back." Feng Jihan stood by the bed, his voice filled with anger. "Since you don't take your life seriously, it's okay to do it now. There's still some time."

The malicious smile disappeared from his face. Cen Xun frowned slightly and suddenly had a bad premonition.

This ominous premonition soon came true, because the next second, Feng Jihan lifted his legs onto the bed and began to tear off his shirt.

Cen Xun found it unbelievable. They had just argued and fought, and at this moment, Feng Jihan actually still had the mind to do such a thing!?

The buttons popped out, exposing the cold white chest to the air. Cen Xun instantly got goose bumps and could no longer maintain his composure. He cursed him, "Feng Jihan, you're crazy!"

"Cen Xun, is this the first day you've known me?" Feng Jihan remained unmoved and gritted his teeth, "Don't you know whether I'm crazy or not, or when I'll go crazy?"

"Not only do you know, you know it very clearly, otherwise you wouldn't deliberately threaten me like this." Feng Jihan lowered his head, his black hair sweeping across Cen Xun's chest. "You just wanted to deliberately provoke me and make me stay, didn't you? Now it's as you wish."

"Get out!" Cen Xun hissed in pain before he could finish his words, and the unfinished words turned into soft gasps.

Feng Jihan usually looks like a decent person, but once he is angered, he can easily turn into a mad dog. Cen Xun did deliberately stab Feng Jihan just now. He thought that they had just quarreled and even tore each other apart, so Feng Jihan should not be so angry.

But Cen Xun miscalculated.

He didn't expect that Feng Jihan could be so crazy.

What a psycho! Who would do this right after an argument?

Cen Xun couldn't even lift his fingers, let alone stretch out his legs to kick him. He could only close his eyes tightly and force himself to ignore him.

How do you soothe a coiled venomous snake?

The snake is full of murderous intent towards you, and its heart is so ice-cold that even a warm touch cannot soften it. So you become manic and rough, rubbing its sharp scales fiercely, wanting to punish it for its coldness. In this way, even if its ice-cold heart still shows no signs of softening, its appearance will gradually become hot.

Cen Xun was extremely reluctant to be picked up by Feng Jihan.

He was truly convinced by Feng Jihan.

Only a madman can suppress a madman. This guy got to the top through his own strength.

Later, when he had some strength back, Cen Xun also became really angry. He and Feng Jihan started to fight with each other, wishing they could tear a piece of flesh off each other. The smell of blood filled his lips and teeth, stimulating his senses. Cen Xun licked the blood on his lips, laughed, and grabbed Feng Jihan's hair with his five fingers and pulled it back hard.

Love and hatred intertwined, as if a raging fire had ignited in the body, burning away all reason and temporarily burning away all temptations and doubts.

Cen Xun groaned, unable to sit still any longer, and collapsed onto Feng Jihan's chest, motionless. Only his drooping eyelashes were trembling slightly, indicating that he was still awake.

Feng Jihan wrapped his arms tightly around his waist and reached out to gently stroke Cen Xun's face. Only at this time would Cen Xun be quiet and empty-minded, and look very well-behaved.

Cen Xun listened to the heartbeat in Feng Jihan's chest and finally spoke in a low, hoarse voice: "Did we know each other before?"

"I know him," Feng Jihan kissed his forehead, "but you forgot."

"Why did you forget?"

Feng Jihan tasted the remaining moisture in the corners of his eyes, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times: "You can understand this as a different kind of cycle."

Cen Xun was kissed so hard that he had to close his eyes. He said lazily, "I hate repeating things."

Feng Jihan's heart softened immediately, and he hugged him and coaxed him: "Don't be angry, Teacher Cen. I'm not deliberately stopping you from becoming stronger. Once the Nightmare World is open for testing, the balance between the two worlds will be broken, and then both worlds will be in chaos."

He said seriously, "I think it would be better for everyone if we could maintain the previous model."

Cen Xun smiled: "Why didn't I realize before that you could be so naive."

"You're a bit too idealistic, Feng Jihan." Cen Xun opened his eyes, looked up at Feng Jihan, and raised the corners of his lips. "When players appeared in this world, the balance was broken, wasn't it?"

The slender fingertips lightly tapped Feng Jihan's chest: "You want to be a savior, but unfortunately, I don't want to be one with you. Compared to the savior, I think the destroyer is more suitable for me."

Cen Xun's fingers rested on his heart and he sighed softly, "Unfortunately, I prefer the chaotic new world."

"It seems that we are destined to go in opposite directions, husband."

Feng Jihan groaned as he felt a sudden sharp pain in his heart. He lowered his eyes and saw a black and white puppet thread extending from Cen Xun's fingertips, the tip of which had already sunk into his heart.

At that moment, Feng Jihan laughed: "What a cruel heart, Teacher Cen."

Cen Xun raised his upper body and looked at him calmly, "Savior, do you have any final words?"

Feng Jihan bit his lip in pain, and the blood color quickly faded from his face. He took a deep breath, moved his lips, and uttered a breathy sound: "Be careful"

Cen Xun leaned over to listen with a gloomy expression.

"Be careful of the Heresy Monitoring Bureau."

Feng Jihan's fingers, which were gradually turning cold, hooked Cen Xun's slightly long black hair: "There's one more thing..."

At 9:16 pm, Cen Xun walked out of the bathroom with damp hair. He casually threw the towel he used to wipe his hair onto the ground and walked downstairs on the messy floor.

Some circuits on the first floor were damaged in the previous battle. More than half of the lights were completely broken, flickering and crackling. The hall became extremely dim, and among the broken walls, a dark shadow could be vaguely seen standing silently.

It's a grand piano that Feng Jihan bought when they first got married.

Cen Xun calmly pulled out the piano chair, sat down gracefully, and rolled up his sleeves, revealing his thin wrist bones and beautifully shaped forearms, as if he was not in the ruins, but sitting on the podium of the Golden Hall.

As the first note fell, the melodious melody spread throughout the empty villa.

At the beginning, the melody is calm, and the rondo form carries a hint of melancholy and sadness, like a raindrop falling into a silent lake, with faint ripples spreading out, and there is never an echo. But soon, the raindrops gradually become denser, and the heavy rain is as dense as drumbeats, causing huge waves on the calm lake.

The soothing and delicate melody turned into madness, and the strange notes formed another version of "Für Alice". The ups and downs of the melody gradually became passionate, and suddenly took a sharp turn, as if falling into a dark abyss.

The last sharp note died in the air.

Cen Xun closed his eyes slightly, placed his ten fingers on the black and white piano keys, and smiled softly.

I dedicate this song to his Alice.