As soon as Lao Wei finished speaking, the girl in the lolita skirt rushed over and pushed Qi Mi away from Li Xu.
Qi Mi jumped aside and looked at them expressionlessly.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zheng Yuanyuan walked to Qi Mi and quietly manipulated the black ball to seal her murderous consciousness.
The little black ball jumped into the air, sending electromagnetic waves to Qi Mi's brain that were imperceptible to humans.
Qi fans immediately became quiet.
The two sides temporarily ceased fighting.
Li Xu lay on the ground, his face pale, gasping for breath. In that instant, he felt like he was about to go to hell. If the knife hadn't suddenly deflected, he would have died here tonight.
Perhaps his nerves were paralyzed by fear, and he felt no pain. He stared at the dark sky with an unfocused gaze.
Seeing the blood flowing from his neck, the girl in the lolita skirt whimpered in fear, and waved her hands in metal gloves in a panic.
Old Wei, still terrified, took a deep breath and walked over: "Let's go to the hospital and get bandaged."
After coming to his senses, Li Xu's eyes gradually regained focus. He pretended to be calm and ordered the girls to move aside, then struggled to sit up.
Seeing this, Old Wei was about to help him up when he was met with a sarcastic retort, "I'm filled with the tainted aura of the Destroyer. Are you courting death by touching me?"
Old Wei: “…”
Old Wei stood still.
Li Xu glanced coldly at Qi Mi next to him, not intending to delve into the matter further. Instead, he struck a deal with Old Wei: "It's best for us to pretend that what happened tonight never happened. You don't want this girl to be discovered by the agency, do you?"
Old Wei nodded in understanding, then turned to look at the girl in the lolita skirt and asked, "Did you raise this saboteur?"
"It has nothing to do with you."
"Where did you keep her?"
Li Xu frowned impatiently: "I told you..."
"Could it be under the Central Hospital?" Old Wei interrupted him.
Li Xu was silent.
"If the saboteur wants to survive quietly in the base, monitoring their SAN values is a big problem. The best hiding place is the central hospital. There are many people with abnormal SAN values there, which can easily avoid the base's daily monitoring." As he spoke, Lao Wei made a knocking gesture with his hand. "Knock, knock, that's her sound, right?"
The thud-thud sound of metal boxing gloves hitting the ground.
Li Xu stared at him and said, "What do you want to say?"
"Since she was able to leave the base without anyone noticing, she should be able to return quietly, right?" Old Wei curled his lips and smiled. "Qi Mi's consciousness is still very unstable. Bringing her into the base rashly will easily arouse vigilance. I think you should have a way. Like you said, you don't want the agency to find out about what happened tonight, right?"
Li Xu's fox eyes twitched, scanning the others: "I can trust you, but they..."
When Zheng Yuanyuan heard this, she immediately swore, "Don't worry, I won't tell anything for Qi Mi's sake."
He Kele also agreed: "It's none of my business, I definitely won't say anything."
Li Xu nodded calmly, his eyes fixed on the silent Ye Shiliu. After a moment, he snorted, "It seems that Commander Wei's subordinates can't guarantee it."
“…”
Ye Shiliu lowered his head with a tangled expression, his fists tightly clenched around the little red flower on his chest. He spoke slowly, "Qi Mi became like this in order to kill the Destroyer. I can understand that, but why does Commander Li want to keep a Destroyer? Aren't our Purification Officers here to protect humanity and kill Destroyers? Why are you..."
"You can say this because your family hasn't turned into a destroyer."
Li Xu interrupted him expressionlessly.
Ye Shiliu's eyes moved slightly as he silently looked at the girl. As he got closer, through the hollow helmet and the girl's delicate features, he could vaguely make out her face.
On the missing person notice posted on the information board of the abandoned hospital, she was the girl with multiple personalities - Feng Miao.
In this way, all the clues were connected. It was because of the help of Li Xu, a purification officer, that Feng Miao was able to escape from the mental hospital so easily and has not been found until now.
She had been hidden by Li Xu in the basement of the hospital. Occasionally, when she was unconscious and wanted to run out with her iron fists on, the sound of hitting the wall would be transmitted upwards.
Perhaps occasionally when it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Li Xu would dare to take her out for a walk, but he didn't expect something like this to happen today.
Li Xu stopped talking and did not want to continue explaining to them. He glanced at Song Chun who was not far away and said coldly: "Let's split the troops into two groups. Having too many people will make it too conspicuous." After that, he picked up the gun on the ground and called Feng Miao to leave together.
Old Wei hurried to catch up, carrying Qi Mi and Zheng Yuanyuan on his back.
He Kele and Ye Shiliu stayed where they were, reporting the situation to their superior Song Chun and asking the hospital to send an ambulance to rescue him.
Ten minutes later, several people entered an inconspicuous alley, passed through a hidden underground tunnel, and arrived at a room under the central hospital.
Opposite Ward 101 upstairs, there is a little princess room full of romance, with pastoral-style floral wallpaper, a bed with blue gauze curtains, and European-style carved tables and chairs, all of which show meticulousness and exquisiteness.
Old Wei just took a quick look and was impatiently driven away by Li Xu.
Following the path he pointed out, Lao Wei and Zheng Yuanyuan took Qi Mi through many twists and turns, and returned directly from the underground to the community where the purification officer lived, and returned to the room on the 15th floor.
After placing the sleeping Qi Mian safely on the bed, Old Wei sighed deeply and tapped his waist and legs.
"Leave this to me, Commander Wei, please go back and rest." Zheng Yuanyuan said.
Lao Wei waved his hand and walked out of the room: "No, I'm worried about this girl, I'll wait here."
Zheng Yuanyuan understood his concerns and didn't insist. She turned around and got him a thin blanket from the room and draped it over the armrest of the sofa. "Then I'll go in first."
"Thank you for your hard work. The power of the eyes is very strong." Lao Wei advised.
Zheng Yuanyuan smiled and shook her head: "It's not hard at all. I'm just happy to be able to help Qi's fans and I will definitely do my best."
"Um."
After the room quieted down, Lao Wei took out his cell phone and called Liao Yang to report that he was safe.
"Thanks to you this time. If you hadn't given her a hidden command using Qi Mi's name, there would be no way we could deal with such a dangerous girl." Old Wei collapsed on the sofa, rubbing his temples tiredly. "I don't know what happened to this girl. Why did she suddenly go berserk?"
Liao Yang: "I just used hypnosis to help her deepen her impression of herself. Qi Mi was desperately trying to remember herself. She didn't dare to forget, so she reacted when someone called her name. This is all her own credit, not mine."
Old Wei seemed to be thinking about something, then chuckled dryly. "After being mentally tortured by that person, this girl's consciousness has indeed become much stronger. Is this considered a blessing in disguise?"
Both sides were silent for a moment. Liao Yang on the other end of the phone sighed deeply: "She has really suffered. It's not easy to live a peaceful life..."
Lao Wei slowly closed his eyes: "Yeah."
The room was silent again, except for sighs.
Three days later, Qi Mi woke up.
After Zheng Yuanyuan sealed the consciousness of the dead eye, the bright blue eye was sealed again by the black rune. A strange cross pattern was imprinted on her left eye, adding a bit of murderous aura to the weirdness.
She didn't speak or smile, just sat on the edge of the bed and looked out the window with an expressionless face.
Zheng Yuanyuan used an instrument to check her SAN value, which has increased from 12 to 35. Perhaps because the damage was too severe this time, her recovery was very slow. Although she is still in a stage of moderate confusion, she is still getting better, which gives people hope.
Old Wei, who had been holding his breath, finally breathed a sigh of relief. He had really thought of all the worst-case scenarios in the past three days. If Qi Mi didn't wake up, he would go to worship Buddha and pray for her.
Old Wei sat next to Qi Mi in a good mood. Just as he was about to talk to her, he saw Qi Mi silently moving to the side with a look of disgust.
Lao Wei: “?”
Lao Wei came closer again.
Qi Mi moved again.
Old Wei: “…”
Old Wei, unwilling to believe in evil, kept moving closer, and finally pushed Qi Mi to the wall. Seeing that there was no place to hide anymore, she frowned impatiently and slammed Old Wei's foot.
"Ouch! Shit!" Old Wei jumped in pain.
But he was in pain and happy. Qi Mi was very happy when he woke up. He didn't want to argue with this little girl. He chuckled twice and limped away from her.
Qi Mi snorted heavily and continued looking out the window.
Old Wei glanced at her from head to toe and suddenly noticed that she seemed to be holding something in her hands. He quickly called out to Zheng Yuanyuan, "Girl, go get what she's holding and let me see it."
He knew that Qi Mi didn't want to pay attention to him, so he didn't want to make things difficult for her and irritate her.
As Qi Mi's treating doctor, Zheng Yuanyuan easily got it over.
It is an emblem of the sun, and the sword-shaped pattern is a symbol of its radiance.
Old Wei was startled and guessed almost right: "She found the witch?"
But she didn't have a pass... Could something have gone wrong?
He lowered his eyes and thought, and a sudden idea flashed in his mind. After connecting these fragmented clues together, he could get an answer -
Qi Mi found the man, but he wasn't a witch and hadn't found a pass. Her mind immediately collapsed, and she went berserk. And based on the dried blood on the badge, the supposed witch must have met a tragic end.
In an instant, a huge sense of fear came over him and Lao Wei froze in place.
"Could it be that the person we are looking for has been wrong all along?" His eyes were unfocused.
It’s like an accident happens on a road that is about to reach the end. The road is blocked and you have to find a new way to go on. You have no idea when you will reach the end.
At this time, Liao Yang pushed the door open and called for dinner. Lao Wei hurriedly hid the badge in his pocket.
"Ask Qi Mi to come out for dinner." She smiled, as gentle as ever.
Old Wei pretended to be calm and nodded.
After the crisis passed, the residents who had taken emergency shelter had returned home one after another. The seven children were very careful to keep quiet after hearing that Teacher Qi was ill. These children had been to the hospital before and probably knew what was wrong with Teacher Qi, so they tried their best not to disturb her.
Due to the inexplicable runes on Qi Mi's face, Lao Wei and Zheng Yuanyuan discussed it and decided to bring the food into the room.
The table was next to the window, and when Qi Mi sat down, he just kept looking at the sky quietly.
Zheng Yuanyuan pulled a small stool and sat next to her, and asked softly, "Can you eat by yourself, or should I feed you?"
She waited for two seconds, and seeing that Qi Mi didn't respond and was still staring at the sky, she picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of vegetable for her, and handed it to her mouth.
Qi Mi ignored it and continued to stare intently at the blue sky.
The sun is shining and the sky is cloudless.
Zheng Yuanyuan put down her chopsticks and looked up with interest: "What are you looking at?"
Qi Mi's lips moved, and a cold voice slipped out: "Eyes."
"Eyes?" Zheng Yuanyuan took another look in disbelief, then realized it might be an illusion caused by Qi Mi's confusion. She breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "What kind of eyes are they?"
Qi Mi's eyes were indifferent: "A lot of eyes, some black, some red."
"Red eyes?"
"Um."
Zheng Yuanyuan opened her mouth to ask more questions when she heard someone knocking on the door twice. Old Wei leaned halfway in and called her out. When she went to the living room, she saw that it was the white-haired old lady she had seen before, the one who had come to see Qi Mi.
The old lady had dressed up specially today, wearing a light blue embroidered cheongsam, gold-rimmed glasses, and a thin layer of lipstick on her lips. Sitting there, she looked like she was enjoying a peaceful life.
Before she could speak, the woman pushing the wheelchair said a little embarrassedly, "I'm sorry to bother you. Today is my mother's wedding anniversary. Miss Qi didn't attend, and my mother was worried, so she had to come over to see her."
Zheng Yuanyuan suddenly realized and smiled, "Sorry, Qi Mi is sick and can't go out for the time being."
When the old lady heard this, she asked worriedly, "She is sick. How is her health now?"
Before Zheng Yuanyuan could respond, Fang Xinyue and Peng Yichen, who were a bit more familiar with the old lady, hurried over with a wronged look on their faces, saying coquettishly, "Grandma, Teacher Qi has the same illness as last time again!"
"We haven't seen Teacher Qi for several days~"
"Oh, I haven't seen Teacher Qi for several days. You all look so pitiful." The old lady touched them with eyes full of pity, and after confirming with Zheng Yuanyuan, she took off her glasses dejectedly.
She didn't show too much worry, with a faint smile on her lips, she took the two children into her arms and said, "Don't worry, your teacher Qi will definitely get better slowly."
It’s like an angel’s most sincere blessing, and just one word can make people feel at ease.
Zheng Yuanyuan's eyes moved slightly, and tears welled up unconsciously: "Well, she can talk to me now, she will be fine."
Old Wei asked happily: "She talked to you, what did she say?"
"Eyes. She looked up at the sky and said she could see many eyes."
"Eyes?" Old Wei subconsciously glanced out the window, his expression instantly lost. "You're still confused, aren't you? I thought I recognized you."
Zheng Yuanyuan shrugged helplessly.
Only the old lady had a different opinion on this.
She asked her daughter to push her to the floor-to-ceiling window, put on her glasses, and also go to see the blue sky and white clouds.
"Do you all think that the words of people with confused minds are untrustworthy?" She raised the corner of her lips slightly. "I think they can see many things we can't, and they can have a very mysterious communication with the universe. The world that Miss Qi sees may not be unreal."
"My little daughter once told me that there are creatures outside this sky. Now that I think about it, maybe what she said is true, it's just that ordinary people like us can't see it. Just because we can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Unfortunately, I didn't believe her at the time."
As she said this, the old lady's eyes turned red, as if she was reminiscing and missing someone, with a hint of sadness.
Later, through the explanation of her eldest daughter, we learned that the little daughter mentioned by the grandmother had been a patient with confusion before her death. It is said that the last words she left to the world before her death were:
Those who think they are "normal" have created a chaotic set of judgment rules. They dominate the world with their numbers, but they don't know that they are actually a group of lunatics.
[This world doesn't need truly awake people like me...]
This sentence may not seem like anything at first glance, but when you think about it carefully, it is extremely terrifying.
[In this world full of [normal people], is your [normal] really [normal]? ]
After the old lady left, several people still felt a chill down their spines when they thought about it carefully.
They stood in front of the window, looked up at the sky, and tried to see the "eyes" that Qi Mi mentioned.
On the other side, high-dimensional space.
Amidst the vast ruins, a complete black wooden long table stood strangely on the ruins. Looking around, apart from the broken walls and tiles, there were only two dead trees standing lonely between heaven and earth. The world was heavy with gray, and there was no more color.
Occasionally a crow flies by, making the scene even more desolate.
There were more than a dozen people sitting upright on both sides of the long table. Each of them had a dull and expressionless look in their eyes.
There is an oil painting in the middle of the table, with a blue base. A part of the gray-black building is wrapped in a transparent hemispherical film, with scattered green dots in it.
It is one of the brighter colors in this world.
The blonde woman lay on the table, swinging her legs leisurely and humming a little tune, while putting the finishing touches on the painting with colored pencils.
She is the person who dominates the graffiti apocalypse in the combined apocalypse, codenamed the witch.
When she was happily painting, the witch waved to the side and signaled a little boy with a boiled egg head to bring the palette.
Wang Xiaohu took a look and ran over enthusiastically with the color palette.
After a few steps, Lang Yu raised his hand to stop him: "I'll do it."
As he spoke, he took the palette and personally handed it to the woman, his blood-red eyes shrouded in a layer of coldness. "I said I would not interfere with the rules of the apocalypse. All I need is for you to paint me into this painting."
When the witch heard this, she raised her head with a look of embarrassment: "Your Majesty, this request is a bit difficult to fulfill. I have already finished this painting. If you want to go in and play, you can only wait for the next one."
Lang Yu: “…”
He subconsciously looked at Qi Mi and saw her sitting there indifferently, as if she had lost her soul. He immediately felt anxious again and slammed the palette on the table. He said in a low voice, "Are you going to paint or not?"
“No.”
The witch smiled faintly, completely unfazed by his threat. She dipped her paintbrush into a final smear of red and added a few final strokes to the lower right corner of the painting. She then threw the paintbrush to the ground. "Alright, I've given them the last hint. Whether they can come up with a way to pass the level depends on their own luck."
After saying that, she looked at the clock on the table.
An old-fashioned analog clock showed that less than two hours had passed.
"No rush, it's still very early." She jumped down from the table, stretched herself and walked to the side.
Du Rui glanced at her, walked to Zheng Yuanyuan's side, and looked at her with concern.
If the second graffiti apocalypse we arrive at is compared to a game, then entering the [world in the painting] is the starting point of the game, and leaving the world in the painting and coming here is the end of the game.
Although Du Rui and his three children had an accident during the transmission process, they managed to avoid the starting point of the game by accident and were lucky enough to reach the end point directly.
When the transmission gate was repaired, Qi Mi and Zheng Yuanyuan brought the remaining children in. Their consciousness was instantly sucked into the painting and entered the starting point, changing from three-dimensional creatures to two-dimensional ones.
If you want to enter the starting point from the end point, you can only rely on the witch to draw it in with a pen.
The world in the painting is full of twists and turns, and everything is possible. I wonder if it will cause harm to myself if my consciousness is separated from my body for a long time.
This is also the reason why Langyu is worried.
One day in the high-dimensional space is roughly equal to one year in the world of the painting. The few people spent less than a month in the painting, while the time passed here was less than two hours.
It was short, but every tick of the second watch tugged at their hearts.
"Teacher Du, when will they wake up?" Zhao Yize came over and hugged Du Rui's thigh with grievance. "They have been sitting for a long time. They won't be able to come back... Ugh!"
"Oh my god, please stop talking nonsense." Yang Shengzhuang hurried over to cover his mouth. "My mom always says, 'You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want,' and you mustn't say such discouraging things. Just hit the wood three times, and everything will be fine."
Zhao Yize listened to him half-believingly and half-doubtingly, then slammed the table three times.
Yang Shengzhuang let him go with satisfaction.
"Are you afraid that your words will come true?" The city lord raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his lips slowly rose into an arc. "I don't think they can get out."
At the end of the polar night, he was defeated by Lang Yu by a small margin. Now his limbs were cut and separated by space. Using the phoenix talisman as a seal, his left hand was one space, and his right hand entered another space. The same was true for his left and right feet. The same person was divided into five spaces. This was to prevent him from manipulating time and space again.
Ling and three others were watching him closely and meticulously, and the blood-red phoenix was circling in the sky. Under such defense, the city lord had no chance of escape at all.
Now it seems that there is no need to keep this mouth open.
Lang Yu frowned slightly, hooked his little finger, and let the branches of one of the dead trees wrap around tightly and drill into the city lord's mouth, blocking it.
Suddenly thinking of something, he walked over calmly and broke off a piece of dead branch.
He turned around and stepped into the space that trapped his right hand, and knocked the city lord's hand hard on the dead wood three times.
Bang bang bang.
City Lord: "..."
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