In the classroom.

Mu Sicheng was still sleeping soundly in the back row. Bai Liu turned to the last page of the draft book.

The last page shows a little man sitting alone by the flower bed, holding two ice creams. The little man lowers his head and looks at the place where the puppy ball of yarn appeared. He seems to be waiting for the puppy ball of yarn to appear again and say he wants to eat the ice cream in his hand.

And this time, he'll give it.

Bai Liu closed the draft book, his expression still calm.

He had no such memory. All the things related to Spades in his memory seemed to have been deliberately washed away by something, leaving no trace at all - just like his previous memories with Shetta.

It's not hard to guess that this memory is also folded.

Bai Liu did the same thing as always, placing anchors around him to lure him into the game, although in the end, he did enter.

——It has even reached the stage of the challenge competition.

“Squeak—”

The door of the classroom was pushed open, and Mu Sicheng, who was sleeping in the back row, suddenly became alert. He looked up at a short figure sneaking in from outside the classroom, and subconsciously wanted to swing out his claws.

"Wait." Bai Liu said calmly, "The person who will lead us up the mountain is here."

A figure walked up to Bai Liu. It was Bao Kangle with red eyes. He stared at Bai Liu viciously: "Don't you like horror games? Then do you dare to bet with me?"

Bai Liu took it up obediently: "What are you betting on?"

"Jump into the college entrance examination lake, finish all the questions, and then come out." Bao Kangle said, "Whoever finishes first wins."

"The winner gets to..."

Bao Kangle was racking his brains to think of a reward when he saw Bai Liu stand up nonchalantly: "Okay, let's go."

Bao Kangle was stunned: "You agree?"

"I've already agreed once." Bai Liu smiled, "There's no need to waste time. Let's go."

Next to Gaokao Lake on the mountain.

Lu Yizhan held the heavy sword in one hand and stuck it into the ground. He stood quietly beside the lake, looking down at himself in the lake.

The water in the lake was rippling, and Lu Yizhan's face was blurred by it. His face was covered with wounds, but his expression was very calm, as if he was thinking about a lot of things, but also as if he was thinking about nothing.

His thoughts went back to six years ago, when Bai Liu disappeared during his senior year of high school.

I went to see Cen Mingming once at Lu Station.

"Lu Yizhan, who do you think I am?" Cen Mingming folded his arms and sneered, "The most I can do about Bai Liu is to not interfere with him in reality. You want me to help him deal with the matters of Qiaomu Private High School, and use my power to persuade the school to let Bai Liu stay and continue his studies——"

His expression was cold and sarcastic: "I am not as magnanimous as you. The derivative of Dialogue Six is ​​so heartfelt..."

Cen Mingming's curse words were on the tip of his tongue. He looked at Lu Yizhan who lowered his head in front of him as if admitting his mistake. He swallowed the curse words and said coldly: "I can't do it. You can leave now."

"I can't do it completely either." Lu Yizhan, who was lowering his head, suddenly spoke, "I can't help but doubt him."

Cen Mingming was about to turn around and leave, but he paused. He turned back and narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"

"I know intellectually that he is an innocent man, but emotionally I can't help but put him in..." Lu Yizhan took a deep breath, raised his head, and smiled helplessly and bitterly, "I am also quite conflicted."

"In order to prevent him from harming others, I overly controlled his actions and inhibited his development. This behavior undoubtedly deprived him of his freedom and made him unable to fight back against other harms in the environment. I also doubted myself. Is this choice right? Is it fair?"

Lu Yizhan let out a long sigh. He leaned his head back against the wall of the Heretic Administration corridor, looking at the ceiling with a blank look in his eyes.

"If he is an innocent man, I am sacrificing him by doing this."

"If he's not, I'm just nurturing a tiger to harm myself."

“Sometimes I wonder, what is the right choice?”

Cen Mingming frowned and was about to curse. Lu Yizhan seemed to know that he was going to curse, so he raised his hands and surrendered bitterly: "Okay, okay, I know what you are going to say about me, being indecisive. Once I started to choose between the two, I fell into the game that Bai Liu set for me."

Lu Yizhan smiled slowly and said, "I have been thinking for a long time whether there is a way to have the best of both worlds, and finally I have come up with one."

"I'm ready to let go and let Bai Liu develop on her own."

Now it was Cen Mingming's turn to be stunned. He frowned and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"After he graduates from high school, I will no longer interfere in his life and let him live his life as he wishes." Lu Yizhan raised his head and looked directly at Cen Mingming. "If he crosses the line one day, I will be the first to kill him."

"But if he didn't, he would live freely and completely like a normal person."

"To this end, I will relax the supervision on Bai Liu." Lu Yizhan's expression became calm, "but at the same time, I will make other backup preparations."

"If Bai Liu chooses to enter the game one day, in order to prevent him from crossing the line in the game, I need someone who can stop him in the game."

Lu Yizhan raised his eyes and said, "Cen Mingming, I will join your guild."

"I will bet my life to keep Bai Liu in the safe line and prevent him from winning in the end, stepping into the temple and meeting Bai Liu."

"But now." Lu Yizhan suddenly raised his head with a silly smile, "In order for Bai Liu to graduate smoothly, Junior Brother, please help me talk to Qiaomu Private High School and ask them to fill up the lake and cancel the mountain in the name of accepting heretics. And by the way, investigate the principal and those player teachers."

Cen Mingming: "..."

It turns out that after going around in circles, she is still waiting for him here.

Cen Mingzhi finally agreed, which is why the matter of Qiaomu Private High School was handled so easily later, and the college entrance examination lake was filled.

After that, Lu Yizhan never thought that he would see Gaokao Lake for the second time.

I didn't expect to meet Bai Liu for the second time here at Gaokao Lake.

There were footsteps behind Lu Yizhan. He turned around with a clear and familiar smile on his face: "You're here."

Bai Liu stood about three or four meters away from Lu Yizhan. He looked at Lu Yizhan opposite him with no expression on his face: "You should have guessed that I would come."

Lu Yizhan glanced behind Bai Liu and said, "Where's Bao Kangle? He brought you up here, right? Where is he?"

"After the door was opened, he was knocked unconscious by Mu Sicheng and placed at the entrance of the big iron gate." Bai Liu said indifferently, "That's all he can do. After all, aren't you and I the main characters today?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Sicheng rushed out from behind Bai Liu with a quick step. He raised his sharp claws high and approached Lu Yizhan at a rapid speed, aiming his sharp claws straight for Lu Yizhan's throat.

Lu Yizhan quickly raised his heavy sword to block and retreated. The next second, Bai Liu appeared behind him with a dagger in hand.

Bai Liu put one foot on Lu Yizhan's shoulder, grabbed the back of Lu Yizhan's neck with his left hand and pulled him backwards. The dagger in his right hand slashed diagonally upwards across Lu Yizhan's neck, leaving a trail of blood.

viewing pool.

The host immediately shouted excitedly: "This is a typical combination of thieves and assassins! The thieves attract attention, and the assassins sneak up!"

"The cooperation is quite good! Nishen has lost three health points, and he only has twelve health points left!"

"Another great teamwork! Beautiful! Nishen only has 10 HP left. The situation is not looking good for the Killer Sequence!"

Liu Jiayi looked at Bai Liu on the big screen and her eyes flickered - this was the way Mu Sicheng and Liu Huai were best at cooperating back then.

"Now let's see how Ni Shen will fight back. Ni Shen fought back! He raised his heavy sword and swung it towards Mu Sicheng's left, but missed. Was it the serious injury that affected his performance?" The host stared at the big screen, and soon his lips turned into a stunned O shape. "Wait, everyone, look, what skill is this?!"

"The space under Mu Sicheng's left lower foot was distorted, and a space gap appeared. Isn't this a space gap that can only be torn by the Spade Whip? How come the Heavy Sword of the God-Defying God is being swung out!"

In game.

Lu Yizhan looked calm. He didn't care about the continuous attacks on himself. Instead, he pulled the heavy sword towards the gap, tearing it wider and forming regular cracks like the damage caused by origami.

[System prompt: Player uses personal skills against God (world line overlaps)]

【Note: This skill can only be used once per game, please choose the time to use it carefully.】

Lu Yizhang slashed to the left, and the crack instantly expanded. Mu Sicheng accidentally stepped into it. Lu Yizhang instantly turned over and pressed down the knife, and the distorted space above was like a stack of dough, quickly stacking Mu Sicheng with a stunned expression in it, and then vigorously swung the heavy sword twice to knock him down.

[System prompt: Player Mu Sicheng has voluntarily moved out of the game map due to space folding. This is considered as a passive game and he will be asked to exit the game.]

Mu Sicheng, who appeared in the audience seats out of nowhere, was full of anger: “????”

What is going on?! Why did he quit the game?

After a brief moment of silence in the audience pool, there was an explosion of enthusiastic cheers, which startled Mu Sicheng who had quit the game.

The host then excitedly explained: "It's a rule skill! In addition to the prophecy skill, Ni Shen actually has a space-level rule skill!"

"Two rule skills!"

"I swear, from the time Nishen joined the league until now, I have never seen him use this skill in any game. This skill is most likely not his original skill, but was passed on to him by someone else before he died. However, we know nothing about the player who passed the skill to him."

"This is simply bizarre!"

The host became more and more excited as he spoke: "This skill must have been possessed by Ni Shen before this season, but from the mid-season tournament to now, Ni Shen has fought against the top 31 teams over and over again, and Bai Liu is the only player who has forced him to use this skill."

"This duel is becoming more and more interesting!"

On the big screen, Bai Liu and Lu Yizhang stood on the casting platforms on either side of the lake respectively. The wind blew silently between them. A leaf fell in the center of the lake, blurring the layers of light from the moon in the water. The ground around them was a mess left by heavy swords and knives. The ground was covered with criss-crossing and deep knife marks.

"Is this why you risked your life to protect Mu Sicheng and keep him in the game?" Lu Yizhang looked at Bai Liu across from him. The wound on his neck was still bleeding, but he had a helpless smile on his face. "I saved you last time and let you find out that I still have such a killer mace that can randomly send people out of the game."

"Leave one team member behind. This team member can consume my skill."

"You have made quite a few arrangements for me."

Bai Liu replied calmly, "It's almost the same as what you arranged for me."

The moon finally moved to the center of the deep blue sky. Lu Yizhan and Bai Liu looked up at each other across the lake at the same time.

The eighteen-year-old Lu Yizhang, who was covered in scars, and the eighteen-year-old Bai Liu, who was also covered in injuries, wore school uniforms that had been chopped by the other side, with the hems of their clothes blown by the night wind. They stood on either side of the College Entrance Examination Lake, facing each other calmly.

The bright moonlight slanted down from the top and fell on the lake, creating a layer of dark silver-blue, like the eye of a god watching with a smile.

Bai Liu looked at Lu Yizhan impartially.

Lu Yizhan was silent for a moment, and suddenly he smiled with relief, his eyebrows curved: "Bai Liu, did I ever tell you that you are quite different from when you were 18?"

——Even if they have the same appearance, the same clothes, and are standing by the lake.

But Bai Liu was no longer alone. He stared calmly at Lu Station. He was clearly standing alone here, but it seemed as if there were many people standing behind him. He had an aggressive attitude and would never retreat.

"You've grown up." Lu Yizhan took a deep breath, placed the heavy sword beside him, then lowered his eyes, looked at his still young self in the lake, and murmured, "...I'm old."

——There is no one left behind me.

People grow up because they have something to rely on, and they grow old because they have no one to rely on.

The deep yellow moon gradually spread out, a set of tables and chairs appeared on the lake, and the last map of Gaokao Lake was opened.

Lu Yizhang and Bai Liu jumped down at the same time.

The moment they fell into the water, they simultaneously raised their heavy swords and whips and rushed towards each other without hesitation or reservation.

Temple.

Bai Liurao looked at Lu Yizhan with interest. The stone had solidified to the point where only his right hand and half of his face were left. "Are you really going to do this?"

"If you do this, you'll have no way out."

Lu Yizhan slowly raised his head. As he raised his head, stone chips from his body kept falling onto the table. He looked straight at Bai Liu opposite him and answered hoarsely:

“I’m going to do this.”

Bai Liu lowered his eyelids and casually drew a line on the stone table. The scene of Bai Liu and Lu Yizhan fighting fiercely underwater appeared. He raised the corner of his mouth with some interest: "It doesn't look like he will hold back on you."

"Do you really want to take this chance with me?"

Bai Liu raised his eyes with a smile: "Are you sure you want to give your last card, the Prophet, which is also your own card, to Bai Liu?"

Lu Yizhan used his hand that had not yet turned to stone to push a prophet's card very slowly onto the table: "I'm sure."

"Okay then." Bai Liu folded his hands under his chin and smiled, "I'll confirm the terms of the contract."

"You said that no matter how much Bai Liu wanted to win, he would not be controlled by desire in this copy and commit crimes—"

"——In short, no matter how much Bai Liu wants to win, he will never kill you in this instance if you don't have a death-free gold medal, right?"

Lu Yizhan stared at Bai Liu: "Yes."

The time goes back to before the start of the instance.

Lu Yizhan pulled Zhou Gong aside, took off the gold medal of immunity from death hanging around his neck, and hung it around Zhou Gong's neck: "My gold medal of immunity from death is for you."

Zhou Gong's pupils trembled, and he held up the death-proof gold medal with his eyes wide open: "Captain?!"

"Why can your death-free gold medal be handed over?!"

A normal golden medal of immunity from death cannot be transferred, handed over or borrowed, and can only be used by the person who receives it.

"Because I made a bet with the evil god." Lu Yizhan said calmly, "I told him that if I didn't have the golden medal of immunity from death, Bai Liu wouldn't kill me. He thought that he wouldn't, so he secretly changed the rules for me and allowed me to transfer my golden medal of immunity from death to this competition."

"Listen carefully, Zhou Tianhua. When you go on stage, you will directly restrain Bai Liu. Because Bai Liu doesn't know that you have my golden ticket of immunity from death, he will not kill you at first because he will not kill innocent people in the game. But he will have many ways to make you quit the game, such as taking your soul banknotes."

Zhou Tianhua shuddered, his face instantly turned bitter: "I can't defend him, Captain. He has too many tricks. Captain Tang was bought by him. What if he buys my soul banknotes too?"

"That's what I want to tell you." Lu Yizhan said in a steady tone, "When the time is right, you can show him your death-free gold medal. Bai Liu will save time and clear you out directly instead of wasting time buying your soul coins."

"Your paper money is of little value to him."

Zhou Tianhua: "...Oh QAQ."

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"But Captain, if you give me the gold medal, then you won't have the gold medal for immunity from death, right?" Zhou Tianhua became worried.

"Don't tell anyone else." Lu Yizhan paused, "And don't let Bai Liu see the clues at the beginning and say that your gold medal was transferred from Heitao who withdrew from the competition."

Zhou Tianhua became even more worried after hearing this: "Captain, what are you going to do?"

"If you go on the field like this, Bai Liu will kill you, Captain!"

[Lu Yizhan, Bai Liu will definitely kill you! ]

The moment Lu Yizhan heard this, he was in a trance for a moment - more than a year ago, when he quit the Deer Hunter Guild, Cen Mingming had done the same thing, with red eyes, and cursed him viciously.

"Lu Yizhan, what the hell are you doing?!" Cen Mingming was furious as never before. He almost pinned Lu Yizhan to the ground and beat him. The Death Ring left scratches on Lu Yizhan's face, who had no intention of resisting. His eyes were full of bloodshot, and his voice was so hoarse that it sounded like a beast roaring, "Do you know what you were saying just now!"

Lu Yizhan licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned around, and repeated his words in a calm tone: "I said, I want to give my divine tablet to Bai Liu."

"I'm going to sell him my soul."

"I want him to take over from me and become the next generation of prophet."

Cen Mingming's chest rose and fell violently, and he looked at Lu Yizhan with murderous intent in his eyes: "Lu Yizhan, so you finally went crazy, right?"

"What do you think we have been training day and night in the game for all these years to kill Bai Liu?"

"What do you think I am, and every member of the second team who is loyal to you and fights for you?"

"I'm sorry." Lu Yizhan's tone was still calm. "Give the power of the prophet to Bai Liu. This is the only option that has a chance of winning."

"The prophet's handing it over to the werewolves is the only possible option for them to win?" Cen Mingming's eyes were so dark that not even a ray of light could penetrate them. "Are you saying that the werewolves can win?"

Lu Yizhan calmly explained: "We can't beat Bai Liu, he's too strong, but Bai Liu is possible. As long as he stands on our side and continues to play against Bai Liu as our prophet, the game will never end and there will be no winner or loser."

"This world line will continue."

"Is this considered a win?" Cen Mingming laughed almost sarcastically.

"It doesn't count." Lu Yizhan closed his eyes and said softly, "But it doesn't count as a loss either."

"That's the only solution I can think of."

"Bai Liu's mental state has been quite stable over the years. He grew up in a peaceful environment and does not have such extreme pursuits for profit and crime. Except for one or two strong fluctuations in desire, I can't even see the possibility of him entering the game."

"If Bai Liu didn't have his anchor in his hand, I'm sure Bai Liu wouldn't have entered the game."

Cen Mingming slowly loosened his hand on Lu Yizhan's collar. Lu Yizhan leaned against the wall, stood up shakily, and limped out.

When he walked past Cen Mingming, Lu Yizhan paused, lowered his head, said sorry, and then walked outside.

"Brother." Cen Mingming behind him suddenly called him, "Have you ever thought about how miserable his death would be if Bai Liu was really a werewolf and sold his soul to a werewolf prophet?"

"He is my last friend." Lu Yizhan leaned against the wall, "I believe he won't kill me."

"Where does your belief come from?" Cen Mingming asked back, almost gritting his teeth.

Lu Yizhan paused for a moment, and then he answered in an irrelevant way: "A long time ago, I asked Fangdian how to win the game all the time."

"Fang Dian told me that he was cheating."

"I said that this person is someone I can never beat, even if I cheat. How can I beat him?"

"Fang Dian told me that he could only cheat outside the court to make it impossible for him to beat you."

"I asked her what cheating meant, and she smiled and answered me, 'I cheated on you and Bai Liu, and Bai Liu cheated on you, too.'"

"Because you don't want us to feel bad after losing, you always let us win on purpose. You have been letting us win for ten years. If you want to win against someone, you just make it impossible for him to win against you. This is a way of cheating by taking advantage of our emotional trust."

"I said Bai Liu would not let me win, he has a strong desire to win, Fang Dian smiled and said no."

"——When he grows up, he will know how to give in to you."

Lu Yizhan turned around and looked at Cen Mingming. He smiled and said, "I think this day will come."

In the viewing pool, on the big screen with splashing water, Bai Liu and Lu Yizhang were fighting fiercely, whips and heavy swords were swinging at each other, and the figures of both sides were almost invisible. One could only see that the health points of both sides were constantly decreasing.

The host was sweating coldly as he watched: "Ni Shen only has five health points left! He will most likely be killed with one strike!"

"Is the playoffs of Killer Sequence going to end here? Do we have to start all over again next year?!"

Zhou Tianhua's face turned pale - this was not a problem that would stop here. The captain did not have a golden medal of immunity from death. If he died, he was really dead. There was no such thing as coming back next year!

Temple.

Bai Liu smiled as he watched the scene on the screen: "When you only have a little life left, and Bai Liu finds out that you don't have the golden medal of immunity, then as long as Bai Liu is quick, you will die. Are you really sure you want to bet with me?"

"You've bet with me so many times, but you've never won, Prophet."

Lu Yizhan did not answer him. He just held the magic card in his hand tightly, looking at the screen where Bai Liu was attacking him without wavering, and his breathing gradually became rapid.

What on earth are you thinking about, Bai Liu?

What kind of child are you, Bai Liu?

Are you going to... kill me?

White willow.

Lu Yizhan closed his eyelids and his eyes had turned into stone. At the same time, on the screen, Bai Liu turned the whip into a knife and stabbed it into Lu Yizhan's heart in the game.

[System prompt: Player Nishen's health value has been reduced to 1! ]

[Warning! Warning! Without the Death-Free Gold Medal, the player will die! ]

【Player Nishen is about to quit the game. 】

In the game, Bai Liu heard the system prompt sound, his pupils shrank slightly, and then he reacted instantly - he was tricked by Lu Yizhan!

This guy violated the rules and moved the death-free gold medal out of the country! The death-free gold medal with a spade mark on it was not from the spade, but from Lu Yizhan.

Lu Yizhan in the water suddenly raised his head. He gritted his teeth, stared at Bai Liu with red eyes, his expression a mixture of despair, ferocity and sadness. He raised the heavy sword high, and with all his strength, pushed the sword into the heart of Bai Liu, who was momentarily stunned.

[System prompt: Player Nishen uses the monster book identity "Nishen's Judge" - use the highest level of judgment skills -

【——The evil god’s judgment.】

The heavy sword suddenly burst out with a violent white light, and Bai Liu's health points dropped at a jumping speed.

Lu Yizhan pushed the heavy sword in his hand to Bai Liu's heart, penetrated through it, and nailed him to the bottom of the water. The two men could almost see each other's eyes clearly. At such a close distance, Bai Liu still had a dagger in his hand, which was enough for him to attack again.

If he attacks once more, Lu Yizhan’s health points will be reduced to zero, and he will be... dead.

The game is over.

Bai Liu's eyes dimmed, he looked at Lu Yizhan who pushed the heavy sword to the bottom, his thoughts scattered uncontrollably.

...Back then, it seemed that at the bottom of the lake, Lu Yizhan rescued the 14-year-old boy who wanted to grab Shetta's hand.

He helped the eighteen-year-old boy down from the College Entrance Examination Lake.

The 24-year-old was pulled out of the water dungeon of the Heretic Administration.

Only this time, he was pushed into the water.

Should I kill him?

Bai Liu looked at Lu Yizhan's face, which was so pale that not a trace of blood was left on it, with an emotionless expression on his face. Blood burst out from Bai Liu's heart and instantly spread to the entire bottom of the lake.

He never understood why Lu Yizhan wanted to save him.

Now I don't understand why I had to stop him like this.

Lu Yizhan has been doing things that he doesn't understand, teaching him principles that he doesn't understand, allowing him to live like an ordinary person in this world that he doesn't understand at all, preventing him from hurting others and preventing others from hurting him.

Why is that?

Why do this?

Why is it that you are the one who is going to kill me, but your hand holding the heavy sword is shaking so violently, and your eyes are so red, as if you are killing the person you least want to kill?

Bai Liu loosened the dagger in his hand.

Lu Yizhan opened his eyes, pushed the God card on the table down to the side of the Werewolf card, and looked up at Bai Liu opposite him: "I bet!"

"I bet he will become the next generation of prophet, win you!"

[System prompt: Player Bai Liu's health points are reset to zero, exit the game.]