Chapter 107 I Really Want to Improve
He should have noticed something was wrong.
Lin Han stared at his fingers intently, and finally realized the source of the strange feeling he had been feeling for so long.
He tried to treat "New World" as just an ordinary game. Even if it was popular, it was just an ordinary game after all.
It just catches people's attention more than other games and makes people more immersed in it. Even he will be attracted to it unconsciously.
Even though he knew there was danger, he still found reasons to return to his "new world" again and again.
As for the so-called rewards, Lin Han hadn't come into contact with them yet, so naturally he didn't have much of a sense of reality. He subconsciously made himself ignore those things that were not right - how could a mere game give out so many techniques that they had never even heard of?
At the very beginning, when the handprint left by Silver Moon appeared on his body, he should have realized the potential problem instead of ignoring it with an "I don't know, I'm not clear".
He made excuses for himself again and again after feeling strange.
Thinking of Wen later and his sudden ability to heal himself, Lin Han just looked at his fingers, stammering twice but not knowing what to say.
He was like an ostrich, burying his head in the sand as if everything would be fine as long as he did that.
Until today.
Lin Han sensed an unignorable sense of weirdness from Su Fu's answer.
The "buff" that had accompanied him through four dungeons but had never been of any use, in Su Fu's words, did not have the standard game language like in other games, just like the abilities that could be used in the new world had no fixed standards and were almost all at will.
"That's the power I left in you."
This sentence is so strange.
If this were inserted into the normal game plot, it would not be surprising, but Su Fu is not an NPC of the "New World". Like Alfred and You Lin, he should be played by a high-level figure in the New World who is "playful".
There are many ways he could describe this "buff" other than this sentence.
From the moment he heard it, Lin Han pondered this sentence over and over in his mind, repeating it over and over again, but he could not get rid of the weird feeling in his heart.
Finally, it was late at night and he could no longer hold back and wanted to give it a try with disbelief.
Maybe he was just overthinking it.
Once he fails, he can think that he was just having an absurd dream, reality is reality, everything is still the same and nothing has changed.
He was just so engrossed in the game that he didn't realize it, which led to such unrealistic imagination.
A small cut on the fingertip caused by a knife will heal in a few days with today's advanced technology, without even leaving a scar.
But Lin Han succeeded.
So everything, everything he experienced in the new world, the words he heard, all took on a completely different meaning after he saw this scene.
Lin Han could now discern a new meaning from the words Liu Guoqiang conveyed to him: "You are here to play games, just play them well."
The new world broke into his world under the guise of a "game", and he treated the "new world" as a game.
But in fact, "New World" may not be just a simple game.
It's just that he, and everyone else playing in the new world, treats it as a game.
"What are you doing in the kitchen so late at night?"
The sudden sound scared Lin Han and he turned around to see Song Ziyi walking towards him with his eyes squinted, obviously not very awake.
"You were scared by me?" Song Ziyi scratched his hair twice and muttered in surprise, "You are so timid."
He woke up thirsty in the middle of the night and was about to go out to get some water, but when he opened the door, he saw the light on outside. After a few steps, he saw Lin Han standing in the kitchen.
Song Ziyi was about to make a joke when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the silver light on the table and immediately came to his senses.
A fruit knife with a red spot on the tip, as if stained with blood.
Lin Han, who turned his head to look at him, also looked pale.
In Song Ziyi's impression, Lin Han's body has always been weaker than his.
When he was a child, he always loved to run around, and he loved to drag Lin Han from next door with him. He often had to come back after running around to pick up Lin Han, who had no strength left and could only move forward slowly.
Later, when she grew up, Lin Han became an office worker. Although she was good at sports, she was still a "little weakling" in Song Ziyi's eyes.
And now, Lin Han was standing next to the kitchen counter with his head lowered. His hair, which had not been taken care of for a while, covered his eyes. The little bit of his eyes that showed through the gaps showed some tension, fear and helplessness.
Song Ziyi's eyelids twitched, and he saw him turn around and wipe the table as if he was trying to hide something. He rushed forward, subdued him, and began to check his wrist.
There was blood on the tip of the knife, and there were also bloodstains on the marble countertop. Song Ziyi's eyes went dark, and he almost foresaw the scene of himself being beaten by his family.
Under his nose, Lin Han actually hurt himself!
"I told you that you needed psychological counseling after completing those dungeons! If you feel depressed, tell me..." Song Ziyi howled while looking, but could not find any wound on Lin Han's hand.
The bloodstain on his palm was left when he tried to wipe off the blood on the table. He rubbed it twice and it was clean.
No fingers, no palms, no wrists.
Song Ziyi's gaze finally fell on the crooked apple next to him. It couldn't be the apple that was leaking...
broken?
He ate one yesterday and it was quite delicious.
Song Ziyi approached cautiously and asked, "Where are you hurt?"
Lin Han, who had hit his head on the table, was finally released. The place on his forehead where he was hit was badly burned. Even though he couldn't see it, he knew that he looked a little funny at the moment.
Still a little dizzy.
This injury was much more serious than when Lin Han scratched his own finger.
Lin Han: “…”
He covered his forehead with his hands, then turned to look at Song Ziyi, who was standing next to him and was consciously trying to keep a distance from him.
Song Ziyi laughed dryly and stepped back: "Ahahahaha, you know, I never have any bad intentions."
Lin Han picked up a new fruit knife from the knife rack, which was one size larger than the one he used before. After disinfecting it in silence, he turned around and looked at Song Ziyi again.
Lin Han: "Didn't you just want to know what I'm doing here?"
The gleaming sharp tip of the knife made Song Ziyi take another step back: "Hanhan! Brother Han! Let's talk it over! We haven't reached the point of killing anyone yet. I was forced to react out of desperation..."
Lin Han: "Are you done?"
Song Ziyi swallowed his saliva: "I can still think about it, ah ah ah——"
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Five minutes later, Lin Han and Song Ziyi were sitting on the sofa in the living room, with only a corner lamp emitting soft white light on.
Song Ziyi looked at his fingers curiously.
Just now, Lin Han also cut a small wound on his finger. The moment the blood dripped down, it was impossible for Song Ziyi not to be nervous.
He didn't know what Lin Han was going to do, but seeing that he still wanted to joke with him, he didn't avoid him.
Then Lin Han helped him treat the wound on his fingertips.
Like all the healing magic he had seen in games or movies, a gentle, non-glaring white light covered the small wound, and the originally slightly sharp pain also left his fingertips as the white light disappeared.
Only dried blood scabs were left.
Song Ziyi touched it lightly and the blood scab fell off, revealing the intact fingertip underneath.
He seemed to have never been hurt.
Lin Han used his actions to tell him that this was what he had secretly confirmed in the middle of the night.
Originally, only Lin Han knew about it, but now Song Ziyi is one more person who knows about it.
Lin Han held a soft pillow in his arms, leaned against a corner of the sofa, crossed his legs and adjusted his sitting position.
Seeing Song Ziyi still holding up his finger and looking left and right, he couldn't help but say, "This is Su Fu's healing ability."
When he used the Su Fu experience card, he used the abilities of the body that briefly possessed Su Fu's power without any instruction. Alfred said that he mastered some of the power through this.
Lin Han always thought that he was talking about mastery in the game, but it was only today that he realized that what Alfred called "mastery" was not limited to the new world.
Lin Han in the new world has mastered this ability, and so has Lin Han in reality.
Song Ziyi's eyes lit up.
Su Fu, he knew Su Fu, the academy teacher, who was said to be a light magician.
This power is consistent with the main healing ability that Song Ziyi imagined when reading novels.
But he soon realized something else and moved closer to Lin Han, raising his finger: "Anything else?"
Lin Han: “…”
Song Ziyi is always particularly perceptive at times like this.
Lin Han: "And Alfred's."
He did master two relatively simple healing abilities, but when using them, it seemed that he was not as easy to control as he had imagined.
When he tried it himself at first, he was actually thinking of Su Fu's power, but inexplicably used it as Alfred. Later, when he demonstrated it to Song Ziyi, he was thinking of Alfred, but in the end he used Su Fu's.
Lin Han didn't understand either.
Song Ziyi blinked: "Am I dreaming now?"
Lin Han stretched out his foot and kicked him: "Speak human language."
Song Ziyi smiled shyly: "One more time."
Lin Han: “…”
He waved to Song Ziyi, who immediately rushed into the kitchen. Only a dozen seconds later, he came back, covering his bleeding fingers, and followed the robot that had just been turned on, mopping the floor diligently.
Song Ziyi put his hand in front of him: "Try it?"
Lin Han frowned and looked at him. Compared to him, Song Ziyi was really ruthless. The wound was more than twice as big as the one he had just scratched.
Song Ziyi chuckled, "I'm a little excited."
Lin Han ignored him.
This time, just as he imagined, he used the ability that Alfred taught him.
In fact, he didn't know how to use this power at all. He was just thinking about it, and then his imagination became reality.
Song Ziyi watched as the wound on his hand was entangled with flesh and blood, and finally healed without a trace, leaving only the three big words "Teach me" carved on his face.
He acted so naturally that Lin Han was shocked, but he was only excited.
Lin Han hesitated for a moment and asked him, "Aren't you surprised? This isn't a power that a human can possess at all?"
Song Ziyi spoke honestly, "Surprised! I was shocked! But it is indeed only this kind of power that can make them stand on the same side as the New World."
This is a place that technological advancements cannot reach, at least not at the moment.
Song Ziyi had the same doubts as Lin Han, but the mainstream voices were saying that everything was fine, everything was normal, and there was no danger.
Before the announcement of the New World internal test, the official did not actually make a clear statement, but it opened the door to convenience, both openly and secretly, such as the recycling of reward props and even the establishment of the New World Strategy Center, all of which showed its friendliness to the New World.
There have always been people who are confused, and Song Ziyi is no exception.
But there was no answer, and time just passed by like this, and he was used to it.
It wasn't until he saw this ability in Lin Han that he felt suddenly enlightened.
Indeed, only with such power can the new world be expanded to this extent without hindrance.
However, after thinking about it, Song Ziyi still thought of Liu Guoqiang first.
"He probably doesn't know, otherwise he would have told me earlier." He found a relatively reasonable excuse for Liu Guoqiang.
But Lin Han also thought so.
It is impossible for everyone to know the secret of the new world, and Liu Guoqiang probably hasn't reached that threshold yet.
But... Lin Han's mouth twitched: "What are you doing?"
Song Ziyi assumed his usual cultivation posture, closing his eyes and feeling himself: "I am cultivating immortality."
“Is it effective?”
"It seems... a little."
"real?"
"Ha!" Song Ziyi pushed forward with his palm, but nothing happened.
Lin Han: “…”
Song Ziyi was discouraged.
The world he and Lin Han were playing in was never a new world!
It's not fair! It's not fair at all!
Who is the European Emperor?
Why can’t he play in Lin Han’s new world where he can learn special abilities?
Song Ziyi hugged Lin Han's calf and wailed, "Please ask for me! Ask if you guys are still accepting new students! I can abandon my current hidden role and enroll as an ordinary freshman!"
What hidden character?! He doesn't want it anymore! He wants to start from scratch!
Lin Han was silent for a while. Is it possible that he is actually a hidden character?
But I still feel that Song Ziyi accepts new things too quickly.
In fact, he was able to accept it so quickly because he had those copies as a foundation and had a dream about Wen early on. He always felt vaguely that something was wrong.
As soon as he asked, he immediately attracted Song Ziyi's resentful gaze.
"You don't understand."
“I really want to improve.”
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