Chapter 173: Third Round
Chen Xiao'er is dead?!
The observers watched the screen nervously, and the expert team frantically analyzed the new data.
Two very important things happened this time:
First, Chen Xiao'er rode her motorcycle down the hill, and then the screen went black, obviously she died at the end of this round.
Secondly, Xinnaya was strangled by Chen Xiao'e.
While Chen Xiao'er was experiencing this day, they were also comparing "people who died in accidents last episode" and "people who did not notice the death scenes last episode."
Analysts discovered that anyone who died in an accident last week will not encounter a similar accident next week, but these people will become hostile to others and cause trouble for no reason.
They had just confirmed that [people killed by the Devouring Snake (illusion) would assist the illusion in killing outsiders], and two particularly important conjectures emerged here.
If Chen Xiao'er died in the illusion, did it mean that she also became a pawn of the Devouring Snake?
But Chen Xiao'er is a person with power, and even the illusion itself is partially based on her.
From this perspective, when Chen Xiao'er was killed by the Devouring Snake, the Power Ceremony should have directly entered the cultivation stage, allowing the Devouring Snake to be successfully upgraded.
Xinnaya was killed by Chen Xiao'er, so will she help Chen Xiao'er, be eaten by the Devouring Snake, or will a third situation occur?
Everything is unknown, but the answer to the first point will soon be revealed.
They looked at the lit screen and breathed a sigh of relief: Great, Chen Xiao'er...there's still a third chance!
…
"Woo, woo!" Chen Xiao'er covered her chest and climbed up, struggling to touch the alarm clock.
【2025-0901-06:00】
"Wuwu... Wuwuwu." Tears fell one by one on her fingers.
Good, that’s great.
Time goes back, and both Mom and Xiaotong are fine.
Huh~Hhuh—she took a deep breath, her heartbeat gradually slowed down, and she fell into the quilt hugging the pillow.
Chen Xiao'er's mind calmed down a little and she began to review the problems that occurred last week.
I was so driven crazy by the thought of getting to my mom that I even dared to ride a motorcycle, even though I didn't know how to ride one.
She covered her head, feeling as if she had forgotten something. When she saw a motorcycle, she had the illusion that "I can ride it".
But the illusion was just an illusion. The mountain road was dark and the man rushed down the hillside like a roller coaster before the motorcycle had even reached 100 yards and died instantly.
【It would be nice if someone could give me a ride. 】
A vague black shadow emerged in my mind.
A strong woman with her long hair flying was riding on a motorcycle, while she was sitting on the back seat, hugging her waist intimately, smiling at the firm touch, as if she was embracing the whole world.
What exactly is that black shadow... The motorcycle was dyed purple-red, and the person on it was also cut out with blonde hair and Sinaya's bold face.
Stop, stop, I won’t let Xinnaya give me a ride!
Chen Xiao'er stood up with a gloomy look on her face and slipped her feet into her slippers. She took out her school uniform from the closet and changed while recalling the last events of the night in a depressed mood.
How could I possibly forget? The first time I was kidnapped, the first time I felt so terrified, the first time...
Her fingers paused and buttoned her shirt.
Killing someone for the first time
The temperature of human blood on my hands was so hot that it felt like it could burn a hole in my palm.
Chen Xiao'er stood in front of the mirror and raised her hand. The skin from her arm to her palm was white and delicate, without a trace of scars, stains or signs of labor.
Forget it, let’s rescue Mom and Xiaotong first and then think about that guy. From now on, no matter what, I must stay 10 meters away from her.
Chen Xiao'er clenched her palms, counted a few seconds silently, and then turned around to pack her schoolbag.
Now she no longer had the slightest bit of the excitement and joy she had felt at the beginning of school, and was completely filled with nervousness.
What should I do? Should I continue to call? What should I say on the phone?
Last week, we were still feeling lucky that something "accident" would happen, thinking that as long as we avoided a car accident, everything would be fine. But last night's "accident" escalated, and it wasn't just Mom and Xiaotong who died.
The gas explosion engulfed an entire street.
Did Mom and Xiaotong unfortunately get involved in an accident, or... did Mom and Xiaotong's inevitable death drag other people into it as well?
At this moment, many memories flooded into Chen Xiao'er's mind.
She even suspected that this time travel was a deal with the devil: Isn't that what stories say, signing a contract with the small wish of "saving someone", but ending up with a worse outcome.
Pessimism whispers in my ears: You shouldn't fight against fate.
You see, “yesterday” you became a murderer but couldn’t save your mother and Xiaotong, and the people on the street were also buried because of you.
Who knows how many times the time rewind can last. What if it ended yesterday evening and you didn't fall to your death, how desperate would the reality be for you today?
The first time, you were a poor little girl who lost her mother and sister. The second time, you were a juvenile murderer. What about the third time? Will the next time be even worse?
“Huh~”
She clenched her fists and slowly loosened them only after her palms were bleeding.
I want to save my mother and Xiaotong.
Even if it means making a deal with the devil, even if a finite number of resets might lead to a worse outcome, as long as there's a sliver of hope, I'll keep trying.
Chen Xiao'er hurriedly put on her schoolbag and picked up her lunch box. After thinking for a while, she quietly took out a sharp fruit knife from the storage box and hid it on her body.
She pushed open the door and ran onto the street without looking around, took out her cell phone and dialed a familiar number.
"Hello, Mom, I'm Xiao'er."
She continued running along the road: "Are you going to take Xiaotong to school today? Eh."
Chen Xiao'er slowed down her pace: "Xiaotong is sick?"
Chen Yunshu's helpless voice came over the phone; "Yeah, I didn't want to tell you. She had a low-grade fever when she woke up this morning, and she said she didn't want to go to school."
So Xiaotong also recuperated at a relative's house the first two times, since there was a family doctor who could come to her home. Could it be that being sick was also part of Xiaotong's mortality?
No, it won't.
If Xiaotong was seriously ill, she would not have gone home or to Danlu Hotel the first two times, and her fever should have subsided by the afternoon.
"Really? Xiaotong has a fever? Then I'll go to my uncle's house to see her." Chen Xiao'er's voice was gentler than usual, but her face was unusually solemn.
"No, it's not nice to ask for leave right after school starts today."
Chen Xiao'er blinked, a tear sliding down the corner of her eye: "Mom, can you promise me that you will be careful?"
"What's wrong?" The tone on the other end of the phone was very surprised.
"Because, because I had a very long nightmare. I dreamed that you and Xiaotong were gone."
Chen Xiao'er clutched her stomach and continued walking forward, her steps stumbling. "Don't turn on the gas at home, don't use electrical appliances, don't go out, don't get in the car, don't go to any dangerous places."
Her mumbling was clearly not in a good state of mind. Chen Yunshu said softly, "Xiao'er, do you want your mother to come see you?"
"No! Don't do that!" Chen Xiao'er threw herself onto the bridge, her fingers tightly gripping the railing. She screamed at the top of her lungs, "You and Xiaotong are not allowed to go out until tomorrow. Wait for me!"
"...Okay." Chen Yunshu continued, "Mom promises you, but you also promise Mom that we'll go see the doctor together this weekend, okay?"
"Yeah." Chen Xiao'er sniffed and nodded vigorously. As long as nothing happens to you, I can do anything.
She hung up the phone and turned to look at the shadow cast beside her.
The tall, silver-haired girl stood in the morning sunshine and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"
Chen Xiao'er's cheeks turned red. She cried so miserably that not only Ling, but even the girl who cried so hard that she wanted to commit suicide yesterday stared at her blankly, as if she didn't want to dance at all.
She wiped her face: "No, it's okay, it's okay, it's just..."
Why can't I tell her?
As if possessed by a ghost, Chen Xiao'er wiped her eyes and turned around while standing on the bridge.
She took a deep breath and raised three fingers seriously: "Three times. I actually repeated it three times. Time - time went back three times."
The girl's jet-black hair fluttered in the morning breeze, and the sunlight shone on the corners of her red and swollen eyes, dyeing them a burning golden red.
"This is the third time I've met you and the first time today."
Why am I saying this? It's so blunt and strange.
Chen Xiao'er shook her head and laughed: Maybe I wanted too much to get the recognition of "someone". I always felt that if it was her, if it was Ling... maybe they would believe this and help me.
Such thoughts were too willful. Zero didn't look like the type to trust others easily. She must have seen many strange classmates and chuunibyou in the student council.
Chen Xiao'er was mentally prepared to be treated as a weirdo by her, and she tried to make the best of a bad situation by using speculation to dilute her inner sadness.
According to Zero's personality, he would probably ask, "Do you have any evidence to prove it?" If it were Lin Lang, he might smile and say, "Do you remember the winning numbers tonight?"
"How can I help you?"
"I, eh?" Chen Xiao'er's vacant smile vanished instantly. She raised her head in disbelief, her icy blue eyes devoid of even a hint of joking.
The tall senior student reached out and hugged her back, gently pressing the girl onto her shoulders. Zero said nothing, simply waiting for her answer.
She didn't even ask me if I needed help, because she knew—I definitely did.
"Woo," Chen Xiao'er choked out a sob, her suppressed emotions bursting through the dam. "Ling, can you, can you come with me to find Mom? Her life will be in danger at night! The first time was a car accident, the second time was a gas explosion. I really, really don't want this to happen a third time!"
Tears kept flowing, and Zero's heart contracted violently as he watched the girl crying.
"Okay." She hugged Xiao'er tightly, then turned around decisively and ran under the bridge, as if she couldn't hold back her emotions if she stayed for another second.
Chen Xiao'er stood on the bridge and wiped her tears. Then she thought of following him. When she turned around, she saw Ling's figure reappear.
The senior student pushed a bicycle from somewhere, and as she pushed it, she simply jumped on it and rode over.
She pedaled with her long legs, and rode in the wind, seemingly even faster than an electric bike.
Sizzle——
The car stopped beside her.
"let's go."
The senior student's tone was serious and earnest, but there was no sense of drive in it.
Chen Xiao'er felt as if the play button had been pressed on her body, and a warm illusion arose deep in her heart: Even if I stubbornly told my senior that I wanted to elope today and begged her to take me to the ends of the earth - she would agree.
Even though it was our first meeting.
She bit her lip and jumped into the back seat, hugging Ling's waist tightly: "I want to go to the villa area behind Yishi Street in the new district!"
With a rustling sound, the axles turned and the bicycles started moving. They quickly jumped off the bridge pier and merged into the surging crowd.
…
"I now understand why the Devouring Snake didn't kill Chen Xiao'ai accidentally or with others, but preferred to use the inevitable death of important people to wear down her will."
A young man looked at the screen and smiled: "The only one who can kill Chen Xiao'er is Chen Xiao'er."
Even if it is a ceremony of power, even if it is the home ground of the Devouring Snake, even if it becomes the cornerstone of the illusion.
When you refuse to accept the truth of death, death becomes a lie.
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