Fan Zhiyi: “…”
However, Fan Zhiyi has always been able to bend and stretch. Now that he has no relatives here, the only person he can rely on is definitely Baibai. So Fan Zhiyi said in a flattering manner: "Baibai, my good system, so what should I do now? How long will this symptom last?"
In this deep and deserted mountain, his companion had just been killed, and he was already unable to protect himself, and now he had run into such a problem. Is this system inhumane... Oh no, it is simply inhumane.
"It will be fine in a moment." The system answered lightly, not caring about the problem with Fan Zhiyi.
Fan Zhiyi: "..." He tried his best to keep his tone from being filled with murderous intent. "Apart from this symptom, are there any other symptoms? Could you please explain them all at once?"
"Hmm... My cultivation won't improve much, otherwise the host's soul won't be able to bear it. He's also weak and sickly, and..."
"Stop." Fan Zhiyi wanted to cry but had no tears. Others traveled through time to start a new chapter in their lives, but he was simply here to experience suffering.
Can God forgive him? Apart from loving to make a little money, he was a good boy with good character and good academic performance. What sin did he commit?
"Baibai, why don't we reopen it."
"Host, please stop talking nonsense, give up all unrealistic ideas, and move forward now." As soon as Bai Bai finished speaking, a red arrow appeared on the ground in front of Fan Zhiyi, guiding him in the direction.
"Huh? Huh?" Why don't you listen to what you're saying? How can he move forward in this state?
Fan Zhiyi tried to move his hands and then his feet before he could prop up his upper body. His arms were as soft as noodles, and Fan Zhiyi lay back down, lying in a spread-eagle position, pretending to be dead.
He was desperate inside.
"Host, please hurry up." Bai Bai urged, "Hurry up and complete the task sooner so that the host can leave this world sooner."
"Don't rush me." Fan Zhiyi gritted his teeth and leaned forward, like a caterpillar. Although the effect was minimal, it was better than nothing.
He felt that he must look extremely funny like this. If a ghost suddenly appeared now, Fan Zhiyi would just lie down and be eaten. By the way, he could also introduce which part of his body was the most delicious. Maybe this way he could ask the other party to give him a quick death first.
Fan Zhiyi tried his best. He swore that when he felt his hands and feet had regained some sensation, he would perform a dark crawl, using his hands and feet to move forward along the route provided by the system.
The system had no idea where it was taking him, so it climbed for a long time, until Fan Zhiyi was sweating, before he finally heard Bai Bai say, "We're almost there."
This is simply the dawn of victory.
During this time, the disappeared voice of "Save me" sounded several times again, and it became clearer and clearer, as if it was near the route given to him by Bai Bai.
Fan Zhiyi thought that since the old man was yelling so loudly, even the ghosts that were trying to find their way back would be attracted again, and would most likely be in great danger. However, every time this happened, the old man's cry of "Save me" would ring out, as if slapping Fan Zhiyi in the face.
There was a small hill ahead. Fan Zhiyi was climbing up the hill with great effort and difficulty when he suddenly felt something sticky on his hand. He lifted it up and sniffed it. It smelled fishy and red.
This is blood!
The brain gave Fan Zhiyi feedback almost immediately. Fan Zhiyi tried to refute the answer to stop being afraid, but Bai Bai directly confirmed: "The host is right. It is blood."
Zhiyi's eyes widened, his mind went blank, and his heart was beating restlessly as if it was in a boxing ring.
He looked forward. The dark night enveloped everything, including the hidden dangers and fears.
Fan Zhiyi pursed his lips, forced himself to calm down and moved diagonally upwards. However, he did not notice that there was a small pit not far away. His center of gravity was unstable and almost half of his body fell into the pit.
The strong smell of blood enveloped him, very fishy.
Most of Fan Zhiyi's clothes and hair were stained with this smell. Fortunately, he was quick to turn himself over in time, so his mouth was spared from being covered in blood.
The smell lingering around his nose made his stomach churn, but the original body probably hadn't eaten for a whole day because of the journey, so Fan Zhiyi could only dry heave.
This actually restored his consciousness to normal. Fan Zhiyi propped himself up and used his hands and feet to retreat hurriedly.
Whose blood is this? Those four sedan bearers? Fan Zhiyi's eyes widened. Where's the body? Is there still life after bleeding so much?
"Host, please continue to follow the route."
Fan Zhiyi didn't even notice that his body was shaking. His brain almost crashed in an instant and he lost the ability to think, until the cold and indifferent system voice sounded and continued to give him orders.
Fan Zhiyi gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, closed his eyes, took several deep breaths, and then stood up and walked forward somewhat stiffly as if his limbs had been newly tamed.
He walked slowly at first, but after getting used to it, Fan Zhiyi gradually quickened his pace, and finally he started running like crazy.
The wind blew on his body, making the clothes that had just been soaked with blood stick to his body, which was very uncomfortable. In addition, after knowing that it was blood, Fan Zhiyi, as a person in the real world, had never encountered such a situation, and it was difficult for him to accept it psychologically for a while.
The feeling of wanting to vomit persisted, making him feel dizzy and confused.
Fan Zhiyi simply took off the outer robe that was most stained and threw it away. Only then did he feel a little better.
On the way, Fan Zhiyi discovered a few more scattered human body parts. He forced himself to hypnotize himself not to take them too seriously. After all, in a novel like this, severed limbs and arms are just standard stuff. Later, when he starts dealing with the male protagonist, he will encounter even more terrifying events. By then, what he saw now would be just a small matter.
"Baibai, if the host is traumatized during a mission, will you help him recover after the mission is completed?"
"This is beyond the system's scope," Bai Bai replied. "But host, don't worry too much, because this mission is special. Once you complete it and receive your reward, your memory of this world will gradually fade until you're forgotten. As long as you can get through the first few days, the rest will be fine."
Tsk, Fan Zhiyi felt that Baibai and their system department were simply heartless, and instantly felt like he was on a pirate ship.
But it is true that after seeing this kind of minced meat several times in a row, Fan Zhiyi's ability to accept it improved a little. Finally, he approached the end of the route - the top of the mountain, and finally saw the poor owners of those dismembered bodies.
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