Chapter 279 Harvest
To be honest, Yu Sheng was quite surprised - he was surprised at the monster's "ruthlessness" and also surprised at the other party's "judgment ability" to cut off one of his own arms at the critical moment.
He was now becoming more and more curious about this strange enemy.
The iron puppet that had lost one arm was now standing quietly not far away. In the glow of the street lamp that shone through the thick fog, its tall figure looked like a beautiful but strange statue, and even... exuded some kind of vague "holiness".
The smiling metal face stared at Yu Sheng silently. She slowly raised her only remaining left arm, and the half-meter-long blade fingers made a slight clicking sound.
The bodily functions of a living person were gradually collapsing. Yu Sheng's body shook, and then he raised his head, dressed in a cloak of death, and slowly walked towards the "goddess statue" that seemed to have holiness.
The iron puppet took a half step back.
Yu Sheng stretched out the hand that had been covering his chest before. The blood on his hand slowly dripped in the mist, but the blood drops were suspended in the air, hovering around him like a unique plankton. A smile slowly broke out on his face, inviting the monster: "Come, don't be afraid, it's warm..."
There was an uncoordinated crackling sound coming from the iron doll's body, and "she" took another step back, and this time even jumped out a little.
"So, you feel fear, but you also think," Yu Sheng stopped and stared at the monster, "What... are you?"
The iron puppet slightly bent its knees, as if preparing to charge forward, but then changed its posture and suddenly jumped high backwards.
"Her" figure was enveloped by a layer of shadow that suddenly appeared, and disappeared into the thick fog in the blink of an eye.
Yu Sheng did not chase after him.
Yu Sheng is already dead.
In the rapidly descending chaos and darkness, Yu Sheng's mind was wandering. He continued to think and recall all the details of his fight with the monster.
He had to admit that, apart from the Dark Angel, that thing was indeed the most difficult and even the most stressful enemy he had ever seen - the oppression it gave people was even stronger than those hideous-looking and terrifying things, and this sense of oppression was obviously not only because of "her" strength, but also because of the weird... "atmosphere" that "she" exuded.
It looks like a human, but it is not a human. It looks like a living thing, but judging from its breath, the dead part far outweighs the living part.
And it’s really strong.
He had amazing speed, great strength, and ethereal movements. Although he did not use many fancy "skills" in close combat and only used simple cold weapon attacks, each attack of those ten blades was extremely deadly - and more importantly, he had extremely high combat intelligence, knew how to use tactical deception, and could fight and run.
“She” even has a self-destruction that can be withdrawn…
Moreover, "her" shell is also extremely strong. Yu Sheng hit that guy once, but one blow from the stick didn't cause any visible damage at all. Hu Li's fox fire also hit it several times, and the flame that could melt ordinary steel only left a few scorch marks on its surface - although Hu Li's rapid-fire fireballs, which were mainly used for fire suppression, were indeed not very powerful, the protective ability of the iron doll was indeed a bit exaggerated.
But the iron puppet is not without weaknesses.
“She” can think, has fear, knows how to deceive, and can be deceived…
Yu Sheng's consciousness was floating in the darkness, reviewing the battle just now while waiting for the symptoms of death to subside. Then, after an unknown amount of time, he suddenly felt a sharp "fall".
Death recedes and the living return.
He felt a hard touch under his body and a cold and moist mist penetrated his nostrils. Yu Sheng opened his eyes and saw that he was lying on the street filled with thick fog.
He took a deep breath. His reborn body was pure and strong. He turned over and looked around.
This is still the same "battlefield" from before. The strange iron puppet has already left and it doesn't seem to have returned to check the situation on the scene.
Something came into view a few meters away.
Yu Sheng walked over and saw a metal arm lying quietly on the open space.
He bent down and picked up the arm, feeling it was cold. This once sharp killing weapon was now completely lifeless, with its loose joints drooping and making a slight metallic friction sound. The half-meter-long slender blades that served as the puppet's fingers shone with a cold silver light under the streetlight. Although there was no blood on the surface, Yu Sheng could still feel the connection between himself and the arm.
And it's not just the connection to this arm.
Yu Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the vague guidance coming from the blood.
A distant "blood trail" is moving rapidly deep in this huge city.
The iron puppet's action of cutting off one of its own arms was decisive - but it was not enough.
However, "her" act of breaking her arm did play a partial role after all. Yu Sheng could feel the distant connection, but the connection seemed weak and vague. In addition, the distance was already very far, so he could not track the target's exact location, nor could he observe the surrounding environment through the target's eyes like he did when he controlled the physical "security guard" in the "museum".
This made him feel a little regretful.
But it's good to leave some traces after all - if "she" appears nearby again next time, Yu Sheng is sure that he can capture the other party's "signal" at the first time.
Then find out the secret behind this thing.
Yu Sheng let out a light breath and reached out to open the door leading to No. 66 Wutong Road.
As soon as he stepped through the door, he heard the voices of Irene and Hu Li coming from the direction of the living room -
"Hey, silly fox, have you looked at the watch? How long has it been since you died?"
"It's been more than thirty minutes. It's time to live, right?"
"...Could it be that the low-quality C-shaped doll was guarding his body? He was chopped off as soon as he opened his eyes..."
"Impossible. That monster doesn't know that the benefactor will be resurrected."
"That's true... Hey! I can feel Yu Sheng's mental reaction! He's alive, he's alive, and he seems to be quite close, just..."
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The little doll raised her head and saw Yu Sheng standing not far away, looking at her with a smile.
Irene: “…Wow!”
Hu Li rushed over happily and said, "My benefactor, you are alive~~"
Yu Sheng casually threw the iron arm he had picked up aside, bent his waist and accepted Hu Li's hug, then reminded the girl while he could still breathe: "That's enough... Don't start a new account, don't start a new account, it's about to break again..."
Hu Li then quickly let Yu Sheng go, swinging his tail around happily. Ai Lin ran over, looked at the arm thrown on the ground, and tried to pick it up, but dropped it again just after lifting it halfway: "Oh my god... this thing is really heavy! Yu Sheng, you are good enough, take off one of that guy's arms before you die?"
"She removed it herself," Yu Sheng exhaled, calming down the stitch in the side caused by the nine-tailed fox's hug and said casually, "She probably wanted to get rid of the influence of my blood, but I still left a mark..."
He then told her what happened after Hu Li and Irene left, and also briefly mentioned the many things that had occurred to him while he had nothing to do after his death.
Irene and Hu Li listened very carefully.
"After all, there is something to gain," Yu Sheng said with a sigh, bending down to pick up the arm and saying, "I left a mark on the iron doll. Now we can roughly determine that she is still deep in the foggy city, but she is moving very fast and there is no way to accurately lock on to her... I suspect that she can feel that there is something left on her body and is trying to get rid of the tracking in this way, but she will stop sooner or later. Other than that, the only gain is this arm, which can be considered a trophy."
As he said that, he placed the arm with the blade on the coffee table - he was very cautious throughout the process, mainly because those "fingertip blades" were too sharp and it felt like they would damage the furniture if he was not careful.
"What can this thing do?" Irene also climbed onto the coffee table, curiously and cautiously pulling at the palm connected to the blade, observing its structure, and said with disdain, "Eh - rough and ugly."
Yu Sheng: "But I can fight better than you."
Irene's scolding was really harsh.
"We can show it to the Secret Service later, maybe they can figure out where that guy came from," Yu Sheng ignored the puppet's jumping up and down, and just talked to himself, "Also, I'm mainly attracted by her razor blade - it's really useful, light, sharp, and strong, it can poke a hole in my body with just one move..."
Irene was in the middle of cursing when she heard Yu Sheng's words. She stared with her eyes wide open for a long time before finally saying, "Oh my god, you sound like a pervert..."
"I've just been worried about not being able to find a good bloodletting knife," Yu Sheng said matter-of-factly, "The knives you buy from stores become blunt after just a few stabs, and I can't always bite with my teeth - I'm a civilized person after all."
Irene was shocked: "God damn civilized people! Civilized people would use a dinner knife even to cut themselves, right?"
Yu Sheng ignored the puppet's complaints. He pushed the arm towards Hu Li and said, "Try to take this thing apart. The main thing is to see if you can cut off a small section of her 'nail'. It doesn't have to be this long. Just cut off ten centimeters. Then I'll add a handle..."
The outer shell of the iron puppet was very strong, and the Fox Carrot Machine Gun would only leave a scorch mark when it was swept by it, but those fox fire balls themselves were not powerful tricks - Yu Sheng knew that Hu Li's flames were divided into levels, although he was not sure how many levels there were. As far as he knew, there were already hot rice level, fox stew level, fox carrot machine gun level, booster rocket level, etc., and in addition to these levels, there was also an "argon fox welding" level of unknown power that would become stronger when facing a stronger opponent...
There must be a level one foxfire that can cut this thing on the coffee table... right?
(End of this chapter)
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