S? Or SS?
The highest level of bizarre events known to occur worldwide is S-level; there is no level established by humanity above S-level.
If Aoyama Mental Hospital truly surpasses S-level, it would likely be a major news story that shocks the world.
Then what kind of terrifying existence must Zhou Qingfeng, the director of Qingshan Mental Hospital who created these bizarre events, be?
Just then, Fang Xiu suddenly remembered that once at the Investigation Bureau, Director Wang Dehai had approached him and asked him to foresee the affairs of the poker organization.
That time, Wang Dehai revealed that Bai Qi had been attacked and that a poker organization was behind it.
At the time, I declined, citing my limited abilities. After all, the so-called precognition was fake. Without direct contact with the poker organization, how could I have any precognition?
Looking back now, it's likely that there was a deep connection between the poker organization and the dean.
Because the Ace of Spades who attacked Bai Qi was very strong, according to Yang Ming himself, he was no match for him.
But the Ace of Spades ran away after Yang Ming broke through, which is quite intriguing.
Now, combining the dean's letter, Fang Xiu finally pieced everything together.
The dean left a gift for Yang Ming in the mental hospital, but Yang Ming had not yet reached the third level and was not qualified to receive the gift. Therefore, the poker organization, which was related to the dean, took action and wanted to use Bai Qi's death to motivate Yang Ming to advance. In the end, the purpose of all this was to get Yang Ming, who had reached the third level, into the mental hospital.
If it weren't for my special ability to see the illusory and bizarre, and if I hadn't avoided the many dangers within the mental hospital when Qingshan Mental Hospital invaded reality, reached the director's office, and seen that letter, I probably still wouldn't understand the director's scheme.
It seems that after resolving the nightmare incident, we must take Yang Ming to Qingshan Mental Hospital; perhaps that place can answer all our questions.
As Fang Xiu was pondering, he suddenly felt his consciousness blur, a sharp pain shot through his neck, and he heard Yang Ming's angry roar in his ear. Then everything went black.
Am I... dead?
How did he die? When?
Fang Xiu died without ever seeing who killed him.
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"Yang Ming." As they walked, Fang Xiu suddenly called out to Yang Ming.
Yang Ming stopped in his tracks: "What's wrong?"
"Take care and protect me."
Yang Ming was slightly taken aback. He looked at Fang Xiu's calm face, seemed to realize something, and nodded solemnly.
Fang Xiu did not place all his hopes on Yang Ming. His head of silver hair grew wildly, with countless fine strands spreading out like a spider web.
These strands of hair completely surrounded Fang Xiu, like a series of warning nets, allowing him to sense anyone who intruded.
Moreover, these strands of hair were hidden in the thick fog, and with the night, they were almost invisible.
Having done all this, the two continued on their way.
Suddenly, Fang Xiu felt something moving his hair.
"Ten o'clock direction."
A strange red light burst forth from the embroidered shoes beneath Yang Ming's feet, whoosh!
He vanished instantly, rushing towards the ten o'clock direction like a shooting star.
"It's you!"
Soon, Yang Ming's voice rang out in shock and anger.
Immediately following was the sound of blades clashing.
The sounds of fighting continued.
Fang Xiu had a vague idea in his mind, and he immediately ran towards the direction of the fight.
When he arrived at the battlefield through the thick fog, he saw Yang Ming fighting Bai Qi.
To be precise, it should be Bai Qi who was dominating Yang Ming.
Bai Qi's current state seems very strange, as if he has become a completely different person. If he used to follow the route of a cold and domineering CEO, then he is now a completely different person.
Now, he gives off a wicked and arrogant vibe, with a wicked and crazy smile on his handsome face, his hair dancing wildly, and with his pale skin and thin figure, he has the feel of a vampire under the moon.
Moreover, his speed seems to have increased. With Fang Xiu's current strength, he should at least be able to see Bai Qi's movements, but now he can hardly see them at all.
Only when Bai Qi and Yang Ming clashed a few times, causing their movements to inevitably pause, did his eyes barely keep up.
Looking at the dark gold dagger in Bai Qi's hand, the same style as Yang Ming's, Fang Xiu knew how he had died last time.
He was probably killed by Bai Qi with his ghostly speed.
Yang Ming was clearly struggling to keep up with Bai Qi, and was forced to retreat step by step. Helpless, he had no choice but to resort to verbal persuasion.
"Bai Qi! You're insane! Why did you attack me?!"
Bai Qi revealed a wicked sneer: "Oh, isn't this our Captain Yang? Haven't seen you for a few days, you've gotten so sluggish?"
Yang Ming's face immediately darkened: "You're not Bai Qi! Bai Qi would never say such a thing. Who are you?"
"Hehe, who else could I be but Bai Qi? I awakened to the third tier in one fell swoop, and only today do I realize who I am!"
"What! You've lost control of your spirit?" Yang Ming exclaimed in shock.
Bai Qi's wicked and arrogant face darkened instantly: "You haven't changed at all, you're still just as annoying."
“No, you’re not a newbie. You’ve reached the third tier so quickly, and you’re in this state now. I have a hard time doubting that you’re either spiritually out of control or being controlled by a nightmare.”
"Don't call me Xiaobai!!" Bai Qi roared in fury, his blade becoming even sharper in an instant.
"Okay, Xiaobai."
"ah!!"
Bai Qi seemed to be provoked, and his speed suddenly increased again. He turned into six afterimages, attacking Yang Ming from different directions.
Yang Ming was terrified, unable to distinguish between the real and the fake, and desperately tried to defend himself.
However, caught off guard, he was still slashed in the throat.
Two figures crossed paths, and Bai Qi appeared very handsomely behind Yang Ming, holding a knife in a reverse grip, the blade stained with blood. His wicked smile looked even more eerie under the blood moonlight.
On the other hand, Yang Ming had a line of blood on his neck, blood gushing out, his eyes widening suddenly, and he clutched his neck with both hands, collapsing to the ground in disbelief like a defeated man.
A hint of disappointment flashed in Bai Qi's eyes, but then he became excited again: "I never thought that after my Rapid Awakening became Extreme Speed, I would be so strong, hahaha... Yang Ming! You deserve to die! You are clearly inferior to me in every way, so why are you the captain!"
And you were the one who advanced to the third tier first! Why should all the good things be yours? What have you got besides a bit of luck?
Fang Xiu, who was not far away, frowned upon seeing this scene. Was this truly fate? Even if Bai Qi had advanced to the third tier and gained extreme speed, Yang Ming shouldn't have been instantly killed, right?
Just as Fang Xiu was hesitating about whether to rewind and start over, Yang Ming's corpse moved.
(There will be another update later, um... this time it won't be past midnight.)
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