In a shabby little hotel, the curtains were tightly drawn, the light was dim, and the small room was filled with the smell of rotten wooden furniture.
In the bathroom, with a clang, Lin Fuxia took out the last bullet, then quickly used an automatic suture machine to stitch his wound, apply medicine, and bandage it.
After treating all the wounds, she was covered in sweat and all her strength was exhausted.
She took out the new towel she had bought and wiped herself briefly, then changed into clean clothes, cleaned up the bathroom, put all the bloody clothes, gauze, and bullets into a bag, and then staggered out.
I drank a whole bottle of electrolyte drink and then lay down on the bed weakly.
She looked at the yellow chandelier on the ceiling. Her body was so tired, but she couldn't sleep.
Suddenly receiving complete memories of the past, she remained very calm in front of Lin Yayin, but at this moment, she was alone, and the sense of unreality began to gradually surface in her heart.
This world is actually fake!
Everything was so real, the pain and fatigue in my body were so intense and there was no falsehood at all, but this was actually a fake world.
A fictional world in a world simulator exists only to allow the project team to collect data.
She thought about it for a long time and felt her mind was a little confused, so she got up, took the paper on the bedside table, and wrote an A on it.
There is such a world: A.
World A is a technological superpower, but there is an apocalyptic theory circulating in this superpower, which means that the world will soon be destroyed, and countless people are looking for a way to save the world.
Among them, there was a group of people who tended to immigrate. They set up a secret project team and made a simulator: a simulator containing two worlds, B and C.
Among them, B is a world on the verge of collapse. Various disasters will occur little by little at a specific time, and finally the whole world will be unable to survive.
Therefore, these people must immigrate to World C.
The world simulator simulates such an experience in order to obtain various data.
For example, how people react to disasters, the choices people make when faced with migration, and the various possibilities throughout the process.
This can serve as a reference for the future of World A.
There are countless simulators like this. Some have very small data sets, and the worlds inside them are also very small, perhaps even the size of a village. Others have very large data sets, and the worlds inside them are also very large.
After countless simulators like this, one of them suddenly "mutated".
The data of World C in this simulator was found to be abnormal. Its size became extremely large in a very short period of time. Its entire worldview was also very complete, and it seemed to be a world with magic.
The world modeling produced by the project team is all close to reality. It is impossible to create such a magical world. In addition, the size of this world is so huge that it cannot be fully explored through the simulator. It seems to be bottomless.
Therefore, the project team boldly speculated that this C world might be a simulator that was accidentally connected to a real world, called C'.
Lin Fuxia paused and then wrote the three words "New World" behind the C'.
Yes, this world C', which may be the real world, is the current holographic game: "New World".
It could be a stroke of God, or it could be an accidental passing by.
In short, this world C' is connected to this simulator.
But no one knows how long this docking window will last.
The project team was excited, boiling with enthusiasm, and going crazy. They even wanted to do it themselves and make C' the immigration world of A.
However, World A is not prepared for this, and even the immigrant school is not the mainstream school.
Therefore, the project team decided to seize the opportunity and use C' for experiments as a strong argument for their school of thought.
In this way, the corresponding world B suddenly becomes important.
The project team spent a huge amount of money to create this world, and every aspect was made extremely realistic. In addition to the super-advanced technology, other aspects, the world view and scale were almost a one-to-one copy of World A, and it was iterated for many generations, which resulted in World B'.
And now, Lin Fuxia is in this B'.
She was thrown in as an observation target.
It’s amazing!
Lin Fuxia has never doubted the authenticity of this world. Even though he thought it was just a fictional world before, he just thought that this world might be an independent world that was born out of the novel and spontaneously formed.
What she experienced was real, all her feelings and emotions were real, and all the different kinds of people she met were real. Who would doubt that this was a fake world?
And now she understood that all these things that seemed too real might be related to the huge investment made by the project team.
A tree that has grown for thousands of years can develop some spirituality, let alone a virtual world that is made so realistic and complex and has been iterated for many years.
What's more, what's more, it allows such a large group modeled after real humans to reproduce and thrive from generation to generation?
This virtual world is probably very different from World B in other simulators.
Not to mention, there is also the existence of World C'.
Why do games have the power to stimulate potential, heal illnesses, and strengthen the body for players? Because the game is a real world!
A real world versus a virtual world is simply a dimensionality reduction attack. Players, whose essence may be data, gain experience in the game, so this data is enhanced. Isn't that normal?
If a person from world B' had the opportunity to visit world A, he or she would definitely become very different after returning.
Lin Fuxia shook his head and stopped thinking about these complicated things. He coughed a few times with his lips pressed against his lips, then put the paper covered with words on the fire and lit it.
She looked at the flames and whispered, "In theory, there are still ten years left."
According to the script, or according to the plan, World B' will collapse completely when Lin Yayin turns 30.
However, the project team is very afraid that something unexpected will happen and they will not be able to collect data. Once they find that things are out of control, it is likely to accelerate the collapse of B'.
So, there are actually three time locks in front of her.
The first is the time when she was captured in World A, the second is the time when World B' was destroyed, and the third is the time when the docking window period of World C' ended.
Just as no one knows why it appears, who knows when it will run away?
These three time locks are just like exploding eggs at random times. You don’t know when they will explode, let alone which one will explode first.
So she had to migrate into the game and board this only Noah's Ark before any of them exploded.
Furthermore, you must be an immigrant with a player panel.
If she didn't quite understand the significance of the player panel before, now she completely understood it.
A piece of data, once entering the real world, is so small and fragile. Without a player panel, it is no different from an illegal resident. Not only does it lose the upward channel, but its life is also completely unprotected.
Even with a player panel, there are still only nine lives. This may be the result of being attacked by dimensionality reduction.
But the question is, when will that C' world, that "New World", open to immigration?
Lin Fuxia frowned and thought about it. Perhaps, she should look for that ancestor god in the game and try to conquer him?
I wonder if her tea art can be effective against this ultimate boss?
Lin Fuxia had a headache again.
She placed the gaming helmet on the bedside, charged it, and touched it lovingly. This was her only ticket to escape now.
She lifted the quilt and lay down in it. Although the hotel was old, the quilt was washed clean and had a warm feeling from the sun. It was obvious that the hotel owner ran the business very attentively.
She looked at the ray of sunlight outside the curtains.
This town is more backward than all the alliance towns she had lived in before. There is not a single camera on the streets, and the people here don't use computers, but things similar to mobile phones.
The reason why we chose this place is because of this.
Not living under various surveillance means that the empire's main brain cannot detect her situation.
After recovering her memory, she became wary of the mainframe.
Since the project team needs to collect data from the simulator, they naturally need a terminal to process and upload the data. After much thought, the main brain is the most suitable for this condition. It can be said that everything in the empire is under its surveillance.
However, she also knew that it was a little too late to be on guard now. Before she left the empire, she had always been under the other party's nose. The day she dealt with Lin Yayin and her gang, the commotion was so big that the main brain could not have been unaware of it.
I don't know if it has already reported this variable.
She sighed, slowly closed her eyes, and fell into a dark dream.
…
empire.
In the underground space of the main brain, in front of the huge screen.
The white-haired boy was spinning around anxiously: "Haven't you found her yet?"
The main brain's voice rang out: "Sorry, we can't detect Ms. Lin Fuxia's location."
"You're so useless! I shouldn't have counted on you!" Big Cat snorted and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped and said, "I have a question."
"Excuse me."
"You are in charge of the empire, why don't you care about so many people doing bad things?"
The Mastermind asked, "In your world, if one group of people attacked another group, would you stop them?"
Big Cat: "It depends on the situation, my mood, and how important those two people are to me."
He will take care of it when he is in a good mood and help whoever is important to him.
Otherwise, what does it have to do with him?
Would the eagle in the sky pay attention to the fight between a few ants on the ground?
However, this main brain is still different from him.
He said, "But I'm not like you, constantly monitoring every corner of the empire. Your imperial officials are spreading rumors that you're the patron saint of the empire, so much so that people here think that any place with surveillance is a safe place."
Having such power and doing such publicity, one should fulfill the corresponding responsibilities, right?
It's not like you have to go out and find the person yourself, call the police, identify the criminal, issue a warning in time to stop the evil deeds, etc. Aren't these what you should do?
If these could be done, Tang Chuan would not have been arrested.
The main brain did not answer, and the entire space was silent.
The big cat looked up at the screen and narrowed his eyes slightly. This guy is a little weird.
It's called the guardian of the empire, but it doesn't seem to love its people much.
How do you say it? They're selling dog meat under the guise of selling sheep meat. They're hypocritical and selling fake goods.
He looked around the space, and some sense of incongruity that he had not noticed before emerged.
He had always vaguely felt that this world was a little strange, or rather, the fact that they could contact him was unusual.
According to this mastermind, the world will collapse in ten years, and before that, it must find a new continent for its imperial subjects to survive.
Since the situation is so serious and there are only ten years left, why not announce the news now?
Even if his world can't accommodate so many people, but... everyone should have the right to know, right?
He even had a vague feeling that this mastermind was waiting for the public to become chaotic so that it could observe secretly from the sidelines.
What are we observing? Are we observing people's most natural reactions? Or are we observing how they go crazy and suffer, and how they kill each other?
He shook his head. Why should he think so much? He was just a little kitten. His own affairs were already troublesome enough, so why should he worry about other people's affairs?
But maybe he doesn't need to come to this place again.
His figure disappeared immediately.
Everything returned to calm, and data continued to flow upward on the huge screen, just as it had for many years.
After a moment, the data stream stopped and then distorted.
As if something was struggling, the main brain's voice was intermittent: "Guard... I am... Guard... Guard..."
But soon, the sound disappeared and the data flow returned to normal.
The big cat came to the surface, and people came and went around him without seeing him. He wondered where he should go to find the little believer.
But let’s go back first. If we leave for too long, there might be some unusual movements in the abyss.
…
In the game, it is still the same old thing of defending the camp.
Several people who participated in the rescue have returned and are talking to their companions about the thrills of the day.
"Let me tell you, the first time I came into contact with the Black Society, it was truly lawless! That gun, that knife..."
"We didn't know what to do at the time, but luckily the president's friend showed up."
"Is the Vice President okay now?"
"He's injured and needs to recuperate for a while, so he can't go online. Luckily, he's not on the front lines, so there's no requirement to go online."
"That's a blessing in disguise. Who is so arrogant?"
"I don't know. Anyway, those people have been arrested."
"What about the president?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell silent because no one knew the president's current situation.
The person involved in the rescue said: "We sent the code word indicating a successful rescue, and the president should have received it, but what's going on now..."
It’s hard to say.
But if she is okay now, she should come online and tell everyone what happened so that everyone won't worry about it.
I will also contact Chuanhe and ask him how he is doing.
It's impossible to do nothing.
Thinking about it this way, I couldn't help but worry.
The big cat squatted on the side and listened to them talking, and began to worry.
Is the little believer still in some trouble?
Unfortunately, he couldn't just leave at will, so he could only suppress his inner restlessness.
Time passed little by little, and the sky in the game darkened again.
"Morning" has arrived again.
Today's roll call was no different, except that some new people were absent. For example, among the people assigned to the Walter Guild, there were several people absent.
But they are not members of the Wal Guild, so even if they want to notify them offline, they don’t have any contact information, so they can only pretend not to know.
This situation also occurs in other guilds.
The guild managers murmured among themselves, "These newcomers really haven't experienced the harsh beatings of society."
"It's only the second day and many people haven't come yet. Tsk tsk, just wait to be eaten by snakes."
"Speaking of which, what would it feel like to be eaten by a snake? It's disgusting just thinking about it."
As they were talking, the Money Making Guild came in.
"The Money Making Guild is here. It's a bit strange today. Why are they so late?"
"Hey, everyone here doesn't look right."
The arrival of the Money Making Guild drew the attention of everyone in the gathering square.
This is the only guild in Andif City with all its members fully marked so far, the only guild whose members are still on the front line, and the only guild that has not died on the front line (excluding the extra meal period).
Who wouldn’t be jealous?
But today's money-making guild seems a little different. Why does everyone look a little anxious?
Who is offline again and can’t come back online?
After a closer look, wow! Money is more important than anything else. Why isn't she, the president, here?
Considering the performance of their members, could it be that making money is more important and they can't go online because of something?
There was a moment of commotion in the place, with people looking around, asking each other questions, and talking.
"Have you heard? Is there something wrong with making money?"
"It seems like she changed shifts yesterday. She hasn't been back since she went offline."
"Then he must have been tripped up by something in reality. Oh, what a pity."
"The full mark is about to be lost."
"Let's put aside whether to mark or not, this is a life!"
"That's right. Who among the players in the first tier hasn't died yet? The only one is Lin Fuxia, who is said to have all nine lives!"
Is this record going to be broken on this day?
When everyone thinks about it, they feel a secret excitement and anticipation.
Some people really can't stand Lin Fuxia's success, some are jealous, and some are just there to watch the fun, and then they can't wait to post on the forum.
#Roll call is coming soon, making money is the most important thing, but we haven't come online yet, all the members of the money-making guild are frustrated#
#I need to name a name, making money is the most important thing and it’s not online yet, amazing#
#Buy and leave, will the record of full marks and zero deaths that famous experts use to make money be broken today?
The District 9 game forum suddenly became lively.
Everyone is used to it. Anything related to making money will attract onlookers, and today it involves something like "breaking a record".
For a long time, people have been betting on who will be the first person in the Money Making Guild to get into trouble. They have bet on many people, but no one has bet on the Money Making Guild itself.
It's really unexpected.
At the assembly square, the members of the Money Making Guild sat down and left a seat for the president. Anxiety was written on everyone's face, and they frequently checked the team channel. The president's avatar was still gray, which meant that she was still offline.
"Why aren't you online yet? Can I contact the president?"
"I've been trying to contact Chuanhe offline, but I just can't get through!"
"Hey, what happened? Chuanhe is out of danger, isn't he? What's going on with the president..."
"Should we call the police?"
Everyone was anxious. First, they were worried that Lin Fuxia was not online. Second, she lost contact at the time when Chuanhe was kidnapped to threaten her. They were worried that Lin Fuxia was not out of danger yet.
Xu Qingfeng, the president of Qingfeng Guild, came over to ask, and Stealing Stars and Stealing Moon from Waler Guild also came to show concern, but no one knew anything and could only answer with blank answers.
In the midst of this tension and worry, Jeff strode in.
People in the field: Oh, here it comes! Making money is more important, it might be too late to go online now!
A member of the Money Making Guild said: I suddenly dreamed back to an important exam during my school days. The invigilator had arrived but my classmates hadn’t yet. I was waiting online. What should I do?
The big cat stayed in the Money Making Guild's camp.
The players had all gone to take roll call, leaving only a group of animals in the camp.
He stared at the place where Lin Fuxia last logged off. If she came online, she would also appear in this place.
But even though my eyes were sore from staring, I still couldn't see anyone coming up.
Something must have really happened to the little believer, otherwise she wouldn't have come up and called the roll.
His wrinkled face was now extremely serious.
The monkeys, squirrels and birds hid quietly aside, all knowing that the king should not be provoked at this time.
The little lion beast couldn't help scratching its neck. There was an egg hidden in the fur on its neck. The egg seemed to be about to hatch and kept moving, which was a bit itchy.
However, looking at the majestic back of the big cat, it didn't dare to speak at this time.
Big Cat glanced outside the camp, his eyes seemed to be able to see through the buildings into the abyss. He was sure that everyone in the abyss was behaving well and it should be okay to leave for the time being. He came to the place where Lin Fuxia logged off and took a look around.
How to find her?
Thinking of an idea, his eyes lit up and his figure quickly disappeared.
The monkey and the squirrel opened their eyes wide and left again!
The king is the king, he can run around everywhere, I envy him!
At the assembly square, Jeff said a few words and began to call the roll.
He raised his hand, and the snake on his arm came out again. The people in the Money-Making Guild could only accept their fate. The president really couldn't catch up, and the others also felt that the dust had settled.
Suddenly, Jeff paused and looked over to where the Money Making Guild was sitting. He glanced around as if to confirm something, then asked, "Where's your guild leader?"
Everyone: ...
Everyone: ……………Holy shit!!!
After almost two months of taking attendance, has Jeff ever asked why someone is not there?
Even when Tian Haisheng was taken offline in front of him, and even when the entire guild was absent, Jeff didn't care. Now he actually asked specifically about making money.
Everyone instantly felt sour.
…
In the small town, it was late at night and everything was silent.
At the door of the hotel, the owner was sitting and dozing off, and a gust of wind passed through the hall.
The boss woke up suddenly, wiped his saliva, looked at the time, and saw that no one would stay here today, so he went to close the door.
There weren't many guests in their small place to begin with, and only one guest stayed there the entire day.
Speaking of that guest, he remembered the woman wrapped tightly, her face was not very clear, but her lips were as white as paper, her voice was hoarse, and she seemed very tired.
It looks like he is seriously ill.
I still have a slight limp when I walk.
It seemed like she had never come out of the room she entered during the day.
He woke his wife up and said something like this: "Why don't you go knock on the door? In case he's sick inside..."
The proprietress hesitated. "Didn't they tell us not to bother you? Forget it. They paid quite a bit for the accommodation."
Anyway, that amount was equivalent to the monthly income of this small hotel, and she didn't want to offend such a customer.
Boss: "But there has been no movement at all..."
As he was speaking, there was a slight sound of footsteps coming from upstairs.
The proprietress said, "Look, there's movement. They're awake and will tell us if they need anything."
The boss breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the person was awake, it was fine. Wasn't he afraid that someone would die here?
In the room upstairs, the room was dim and Lin Fuxia was deeply sunken in the bed.
Suddenly, the helmet on her bedside flashed, and then a figure appeared in the room.
With white hair, a pretty face, and a pair of black eyes like gemstones, he squatted down beside the bed like a big cat, looking happily at Lin Fuxia who was sleeping on the bed: "You are here, I finally found you!"
I hope I didn't get into any danger.
But as he looked at it, his brows furrowed.
The person on the bed was curled up under the quilt, looking very small, with his eyes closed, his hair almost wet with sweat, his face red, and his breathing heavy.
He reached out and touched it; it was so hot!
He opened his eyes wide. Is this... a fever?
Humans can get fever, whether they are people in his world or people in this world. The difference is that the former seem to be treated with magic or taking medicine, while people without money can just ignore it. However, they will be sick for a long time, and some may even die from the illness.
The latter seemed to need an injection, and the medicine looked very different.
Will I die if I don’t take the medicine?
He suddenly became nervous.
He nudged her gently. "Little believer? Making money? President?"
There was no response, and he became anxious: "Lin Fuxia!"
Lin Fuxia's eyelashes finally trembled and she opened her eyes with difficulty.
She stared blankly at the person in front of her, her eyes unfocused, and she could only see a blurry shadow with gray hair.
She murmured, "Teacher, you are here too?"
The big cat was stunned.
Lin Fuxia chuckled: "Did you see? I am now using my own name and living a good life."
Her eyes were blurred, as if she had returned to the mountains many years ago. The midsummer sun was scorching the earth like a furnace, and she was swimming happily in the clear pool in the mountains.
This place has only two seasons: cold winter and hot summer, and she prefers summer.
Because when it was cold, your toes could really be frozen off. There was heavy snow everywhere, and it was difficult to find firewood to make a fire. Even if you did find it, the flame would not warm anyone at all.
But it was different in the summer. Even if the temperature reached 60 degrees Celsius and the ground was dried up, she could still find an underground river and swim in it, or continue digging deeper into the cave and find cool soil, where she could lie down and sigh comfortably. She could also use the sunlight to effortlessly roast food, dry small fish and fry bird eggs on the rocks.
That was one of the few happy moments in her childhood.
She was seven years old when she stood out in the preliminary selection. At that time, she only had a code name but no name. On the first day of entering the new training camp, a gentle and mature male teacher came and asked them to give themselves a name.
She scratched her head and thought for a long time, and finally chose the three words "Lin Fuxia".
She loved the forest and the summer in the forest. Her most simple wish was to spend summer after summer in the forest, to be able to play freely and never have a cold winter come.
After listening to her reasoning, the teacher nodded in approval, saying it was a good name. Then, he mercilessly tore up the piece of paper with the name on it and said with a smile, "This name is not acceptable.
"We train you, not for your enjoyment. You must never have weak thoughts, slack off, escape, or seek enjoyment.
“You are human, but you must be more machine-like than machines.
"A name is just a code name, a title. Whether you're called Zhang San or Li Si, or No. 003 or No. 978, it makes no difference. Putting your hopes on it is the most foolish thing to do. It can also allow people to see through your weaknesses."
In the first class, the teacher told them a lot of truths, but she looked at the torn note thrown on the ground and felt the feeling of deprivation for the first time.
Since she is not allowed to choose a name with special meaning, why make her think about it for so long?
Since you want to make the decision for her, why hypocritically give her the power of choice and then take it away?
She didn't understand why this happened, but for the first time she felt wronged, angry, and chilled to the bone.
She felt that what was taken away from her was not just a name, but something more.
Later, she continued to train like a machine under her code name.
For a very long time, she could not forget the teacher's gentle and amiable appearance that day, his smiling face, the hands that tore up the note, and the stern and cold eyes that did not allow anyone to resist.
Every time she thought about it, she felt her heart harden a little.
The day she graduated from the training camp, she became the teacher's best disciple and was "given" a name: Lin Yayin.
She didn't like it at all, and even felt disgusted. In her heart, her real name was Lin Fuxia, and only this name could represent her.
So, later, when she was qualified to challenge her superiors, she challenged the teacher. She defeated the teacher, looked down at him, and whispered: "Teacher, my name is Lin Fuxia, remember my name."
Afterwards, the teacher was forced to switch to clerical work. She would visit him every year and watch him grow older year by year. When she visited him for the last time, he already had a head full of white hair and a hunched back.
In order to stimulate his body's potential, he took too many strong drugs. He devoted his whole life to the organization, but because of her, he had to sit on the bench early.
She thought he hated her, but when she was lying in the experimental cabin, her friend told her that the reason things went so smoothly was because the teacher helped behind the scenes.
…
Lin Fuxia's mind was a blur from the fever, but her memories of the past were crystal clear. Her gaze wavered as she looked at the figure before her, muttering to herself, "I've always remembered you stripping me of my name, and I can't let it go. But then I think about it, I'm also a bully... I couldn't resist the organization, so I could only hold a grudge against you. I never thought you would actually help me in the end."
She thought that people really become very fragile when they are sick. She actually dreamed of her teacher, the person who had a huge influence on her life.
He taught her a lot of things, but he never taught her as a human being. As he said, in his eyes she should be a machine. If she broke down during training, it was because the quality of the machine was not good enough.
So during those years, he was really ruthless when training people, and she escaped death countless times.
She respected him and hated him, but in the end he helped her.
Suddenly, there was a sense of gratitude, which made her feelings towards him complicated.
She closed her eyes and whispered inaudibly, "Teacher, please don't come into my dreams, you old man. Seeing you is like a nightmare. Don't think that if you help me, I will continue to be your good disciple..."
As she spoke, she slowly fell into sleep again.
She seemed to be trapped in a swamp, with some attraction pulling her deeper and deeper. She seemed to hear the low alarm of the experimental cabin in her ears.
The young man beside the bed was struck by lightning.
Damn, what a lousy old man?!
Damn old man...
Bad old man...
Damn old man...
He grabbed his hair, his face full of shock: He was so handsome, so fashionable, and so cool!
How did he become an old man?
Does gray hair make you old? This is clearly the most beautiful color!
He gritted his teeth and wanted to wake up the person on the bed and let her take a good look at him!
But he found that there was something wrong with the person on the bed. Her breath seemed to be getting weaker and weaker. She was clearly here, but she seemed to be being pulled into another world.
Her body even began to become transparent.
He panicked and called out to her, "Wake up! Wake up!"
But this time, she didn't react at all.
The big cat was very anxious and rummaged around the house. There were some pills, potions and other things on the table, but he didn't know how to use them or whether they could be used.
He gritted his teeth, returned to the bed, stretched out his hand, and a white magical light condensed on his hand.
His little believers can't go anywhere!
The light fell like starlight, covering Lin Fuxia's body. The next moment, the quilt on Lin Fuxia's body melted and disappeared bit by bit after coming into contact with the starlight, just like a silent burning.
It was as if there was an eraser, erasing the quilt layer by layer.
The virtual world and things made up of data are like castles in the air and mirages in the face of this high-dimensional magical power, and are so fragile that they can withstand no attack.
The big cat's pupils shrank. This world... is like this! It's actually like this!
So, could it be that his little believer is also an illusory existence!
No! He won't accept it! He won't allow it!
His expression turned cold, but he didn't stop. Instead, he increased his magic output.
But he was careful not to let the magic light touch Lin Fuxia. Instead, he isolated her from everything around her and cut off the power that seemed to be taking Lin Fuxia away.
Then, the bed Lin Fuxia was lying on began to disappear, the floor began to disappear, and the entire room began to melt.
In the night, the hotel in the small town was quiet. Suddenly, starting from a room on the second floor, it collapsed and melted away little by little, as if a black hole appeared in this place.
The boss and his wife who lived on the first floor were shocked and thought it was an earthquake. They ran out quickly, but then they remembered that there were still people living in the hotel, so they rushed back to save them.
However, the hotel was in a state of disrepair.
"W-What's going on?!"
The boss watched the hotel that his family had run for generations shrinking. His heart almost stopped beating. He was shocked and hurt, and he was almost going crazy!
This is his ancestral property, the place where his ancestors have lived for generations! What on earth happened?
Lin Fuxia felt that she had broken free from the sinking swamp and was suspended in the air. She opened her eyes and saw a white light. She was hanging in the white light, and outside the white light stood a blurry-faced... old man?
Thinking that she seemed to have seen an old man just now, she was shocked. Could it be a dream?
She was about to stand up suddenly, but when her hand touched the light, her fingers began to burn and melt!
She was shocked. What was going on?
The big cat breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her wake up, but the next moment he saw her hand touch the magical light, and then her fingers seemed to begin to disappear, and he was so scared that his fur stood on end.
Meow meow meow help meow!
He quickly stopped using his magic.
Without magic, everything around no longer melted away, but also fell into complete darkness.
He was about to speak, but the next moment his hair stood on end because he saw the little believer's face turned completely cold.
It was terribly dark.
Before he could think of how to explain, a hand reached out and grabbed his hair.
He slammed his head against the wall, making a big hole in it.
Big Cat:! ! !
Lin Fuxia pulled the head back and punched it in the face with three consecutive iron fists. Then he twisted the neck with a breaking force and gave the cat a flying knee, which directly knocked the big cat's chin off.
Big Cat:! ! ! ! !
The big cat flew out with its mouth crooked and eyes slanted, smashed through the wall, and fell outside the hotel with a bang.
Moonlight filtered in from the broken wall. Lin Fuxia held onto the table, breathing hard and rapidly. His body temperature was already high, and now it felt like his chest and lungs were on fire. His limbs were all numb.
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