The boy in number 2 was holding what appeared to be just a chair leg, which he had probably broken off while jumping off the stool. He was striking Shi Yin's shoulder.
But the other man, number 8, was much more sinister. The knife in his hand gleamed coldly, clearly not an ordinary object; it must have just been temporarily redeemed from the system.
Number 8 stood beside Shi Yin, the dagger's tip aimed directly at Shi Yin's throat. He gripped the hilt with both hands, clearly using all his strength.
However, the two of them stopped half a meter in front of Shi Yin and could not move forward an inch.
Shi Yin didn't even move her hand.
His jet-black hair had somehow reached his ankles, and a few thin, sharp strands were wrapped around the bench leg in Number 2's hand. His hair was so thin that it was almost invisible under the light, yet it was so resilient that Number 2 could not move forward even an inch despite his best efforts.
On the other hand, number 8 felt the same way.
With hair so fine and fragile, how could it possibly be a match for swords? But it seems that none of that applies to Shi Yin.
The tough strands of hair were wrapped around the sharp dagger, yet they showed no sign of being cut by the blade.
The next moment, the jet-black hair turned completely white, from root to tip. This transformation happened in an instant. The white hair seemed to be enhanced as if it were enchanted. With the force of the hair, a "crackling" sound rang out, and the weapons in the hands of No. 2 and No. 8 were directly snapped off.
Three thousand feet of white hair.
Number 2 was caught off guard, and the resistance in his hand suddenly broke, causing him to stumble forward and fall face-first into the mud.
His long hair had somehow spread to his feet, but thankfully it was soft, preventing him from falling too badly. Otherwise, he might have lost his two front teeth.
Her long hair curled back and wrapped tightly around Number 2 like a rope. Number 2 immediately became obedient, blinking her small eyes, not daring to move or say a word.
On the other side, Number 8 reacted quickly. He actually had some practical combat skills. The moment the long hair rolled back, he immediately dropped the dagger in his hand and broke free, throwing a ball of fire at Shi Yin.
He acted quickly, having already obtained the fire ability through the system. However, this ability was still too weak at the moment; the ball of fire was only the size of two heads.
Golden flames rushed towards them. Shi Yin only glanced sideways. Number 8 only felt a white light within the flames, which disappeared in an instant. He felt a pain in his chest, fell backward, and left a long trail of blood on the ground.
Number 8 lay on the ground clutching his chest, where warm blood was gushing out. He looked at the wall, where a silver-white hair was nailed to the wall behind him.
At this moment, the hair looked harmless, drooping limply against the wall, except for one end that was deeply embedded in the wall, proclaiming its previous dominance.
To snatch chestnuts from the fire.
The flames on number 8 weren't hot enough, but the hair was fast enough to pierce right through number 8's chest, leaving only a slightly curled area from the flames.
"This, how is this possible? How could you be so strong?" 8 clutched his chest and staggered to his feet. "This is impossible!"
"A seed that hasn't even grown yet wants to compete with a towering tree; it's like an ant trying to shake a tree." Shi Yin slowly walked towards Number 8: "I thought you were all very smart, after all, it took you this long to expose yourselves, but you're a bit too arrogant."
[WARNING! WARNING!]
[The opponent's stats have exceeded the calculation threshold. Host, please escape as soon as possible.]
[Warning: If the fight continues, the mortality rate is as high as 90%. Host, please know when to stop and surrender in time.]
"Know when to quit while you're ahead and back down? Are you kidding me?" Number 8's eyes reddened with anger: "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, never underestimate a young man's potential."
Shion: "...?"
"Although, there seem to be a lot of flaws in what you said. You can't be considered a teenager anymore, can you?" Shi Yin raised an eyebrow: "You are already in the 'Don't underestimate a poor middle-aged person' category, so it won't be long before you become the 'Don't underestimate an old person' category."
"You!" Number 8 was immediately stabbed, his defenses were broken, and he exchanged for a new dagger and pounced on Shi Yin.
【warn!!】
[Warning! The host's behavior and thoughts are no longer under rational control. The behavior assessment has failed, the host rating is unqualified, and the system is about to activate exit mode.]
"What?" Number 8 exclaimed, but it was too late. He couldn't stop his pace as he rushed towards Shi Yin.
A flash of blood filled my vision.
Everyone in the interrogation room gasped. Some turned pale and huddled on their stools, trembling. Others cried out in alarm, stood up, and fell backward to the ground.
The stench of blood instantly filled the interrogation room. Some of the young people who had never seen blood before gagged, and even a few who had survived the apocalypse for a while and returned turned pale.
Just now, Shi Yin actually sliced open this person's head and, in full view of everyone, reached into Number 8's brain and grabbed something.
Blood was everywhere, and the half-eaten head that was rolling on the ground was wide open, still in an angry state, seemingly unaware that it was dead, still charging forward in its consciousness.
"Who said you could leave?" Shi Yin withdrew her hand, blood dripping from it and splattering onto the ground. "The host you chose caused trouble, shouldn't you clean up the mess?"
System 004 […playing dead.jpg.]
Tokine: "Three, two..."
[Master, Master, wait a minute, I'm trying to think of an opening line.] System 004 was terrified.
It's just a small system, the system is innocent, the system knows nothing!
"Who wants to be your master? Don't make up stories." Shi Yin let go of his hand.
This time everyone could see it clearly; it looked like a tiny point of light, about the size of a fingernail, emitting a warm yellow glow, making it impossible to discern its core.
"Go over there and choose one." Shi Yin pointed to the door.
The officers outside the interrogation room: "?"
Is this for real?!
“From now on, you will belong to the entire system of this team. You will be assigned to one person directly to provide services for them as a whole,” Shi Yin said.
【Huh? For them as a whole?】004 was completely bewildered.
【My lord, even if you are very strong, this matter puts me in a very difficult position. Every item was redeemed with points, and if I were to redeem the same thing as them for every single one…】
The reason for choosing a personal binding system is that it's profitable, both for the host and for them, so that both parties can benefit.
Otherwise, why don't they just make it a universal system?
These temporarily created systems are essentially seeds or external aids for Earth to save itself, with the primary purpose of combating the apocalypse.
Do they not know that the power of the collective is more effective than the power of the individual? If this were given to a small team, even if each person only had to exchange for a portion of food, it would still drain the entire system dry, wouldn't it?
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