Chapter 466 The Broken Wheel of Destiny
Yan Chengfan turned around in the still time and space, his expression gradually breaking. Looking at the young man who had raised his hand, he spoke solemnly.
“You’ll die.”
"How can a human body carry the power of a god?"
In just a moment, the body carrying the tremendous power of ghosts and gods will disappear without a trace, and even the trace of its existence will be erased from the entire game.
I don't know what he was thinking about, but Yan Chengfan became visibly nervous. His handsome facial features were stretched to the point of being distorted and hideous. Even when he was ambushed and half of his body was cut off, he had never lost his composure like this.
“Although He is trapped, His power is becoming complete.”
"Even if you can't win the game, He can still ensure that you have a worry-free life in the battle between this world and the main system."
His breathing gradually became rapid.
Even though ghosts and gods are beings abandoned by the world, they are now complete. If Xu Zhiyan wanted, he could completely escape from the world and the game with them. There is no need to fight to the death.
“The risk of using oneself as a container is too high.”
Yan Chengfan's eyes gradually became gloomy.
The time that he was proud of before, which stopped, became a shackle that restricted his ability to display his skills. At this moment, Yan Chengfan only hoped that the human in front of him could be a little more afraid of death.
"To perish together is not a good option."
"At least I think smart businessmen wouldn't do that."
The endless road faded away, leaving only the low words that kept echoing.
Xu Zhiyan listened and couldn't help laughing.
“The greater the risk, the greater the reward.”
The voice was not loud but was exceptionally clear. What he wanted was never to live like a stray dog with its tail between its legs.
"You should think positively. You are worth my risk. After all, who can refuse something that is already in hand?" The blood and time were stilled on Xu Zhiyan's face. The bright red blood was set off by his fair skin, which was particularly shocking. But when he opened his mouth, even though one of his eyes had almost lost its sight, the remaining eye showed a deep greed.
"I want more than just victory."
His voice was firm, as if no one could influence his choice.
"I also want the wealth accumulated by the main system over the years."
"As long as I win, you and it will become my stepping stones."
By mastering the game system, he would have enough leverage to communicate directly with the world consciousness and gain more benefits. Based on the main system, he could expand his business to other worlds connected to the void, and the road to creating a business empire would be smooth...
For this, the risk is worth it.
"Come to think of it, I have to thank you."
As Xu Zhiyan spoke, the hand that was tightly grasping the horn fell heavily towards the heart without any hesitation.
“I do hesitate if there is no time to stop.”
The cold, hard, and sharp tip of the horn easily penetrated the clothes and slowly pierced into the flesh. Perhaps because time stood still, Xu Zhiyan did not feel any pain at the moment the wound was cut. However, the horn suddenly began to heat up after swallowing his blood, and it was so hot that it was almost impossible to hold it.
After hesitating for a moment, Xu Zhiyan's pupils suddenly contracted and then dilated.
A huge pain swept over me during every breath, spreading throughout my body. I felt as if I was torn apart from the inside out, with every inch of my bones being broken and reshaped...
After a moment of distraction, Xu Zhiyan felt as if he had returned to the time before he entered the dungeon.
In the restricted area of the safe house at that time, the ghosts and gods took the trouble to extend the restricted area time bit by bit until it was the longest. Under the ginkgo tree with golden leaves falling, he was almost soaked in sweat due to excessive use of his special skills. He stretched out his arms and legs and lay on the ground in a big letter shape, letting the leaves fall on him.
“There are no more slices.”
At that time, he closed his eyes and asked the ghosts and gods softly: "The main system is not fair. Although it is suppressed by the mimic now, there is no guarantee that it will not bite back at the last moment."
Xu Zhiyan's worries are not without reason.
A centipede dies but its body remains intact.
As the creator of the game, the main system has done too many things that violate the rules and is not trustworthy enough.
"I need a foolproof plan."
"A plan to ensure that the game is not destroyed and that it is completely owned."
He needs to ensure the integrity of the property.
"Yan Chengfan once stole your power, and he can also have partial control over the game..."
Xu Zhiyan's original target was Yan Chengfan.
Possessing some of the power of ghosts and gods and being connected to the game, the combination of the two makes him a better container than Slice...If he didn't have the powerful ability to isolate space, everything might not be so difficult.
It’s just that most businessmen are cautious, and Xu Zhiyan is no exception.
After making the best plan, he hesitantly opened his eyes and looked at the branches above his head that blocked the pure sky.
"But we also have to consider the possibility of failure. I like the sense of security that plan B brings."
Sitting up panting, Xu Zhiyan thought for a moment, ignoring the sweat on his forehead, squinting his eyes and hooking his fingertips at the ghost. When the ghost came over with a frown and half-knelt, he first kissed the ghost's cheek affectionately, and then asked softly: "Bai Jin, if I am a container, how long can I live?"
He has blood vessels of ghosts and gods in his body, and his hand bones have been used for so long, so he should also be qualified to be a container.
Not fooled by the previous gentle gesture, the ghost refused without a second thought.
"You will die."
"This is a force that the human body cannot bear."
When he spoke of this, his voice lost its usual elegance and etherealness, and instead became dangerously hoarse. He grabbed Xu Zhiyan's wrist forcefully, with a somewhat rough movement. The restorative power he infused into the other's body was incomparably gentle.
Whenever he saw his beloved talking about life and death without any scruples, he couldn't help but want to take that person away, lock him up, and take him to a dark and empty world, so that the other person would only have eyes for him.
“There’s always a time limit.”
Xu Zhiyan asked nonchalantly.
"I don't want to die. I just want to maximize my benefits."
He knew what the ghosts and gods were worried about, and he also knew that they couldn't do anything to him. People who are loved are always fearless, and Xu Zhiyan is used to pushing his luck and never knows how to restrain himself.
"Asking me to give up the opportunity to obtain the entire game system, what's the difference between that and killing me?"
As he spoke, he slowed down his voice again.
"Trust me, this is just a backup plan."
A crazy and daring plan that involves death.
Just as Xu Zhiyan thought, the ghosts and gods were silent for a long time, and finally gave in and gave an answer.
"Unless the balance of rules within the copy is broken."
He did not specify a specific time, He only gave the prerequisites. Only when the balance is destroyed will He have more room to move.
"One second."
Even if there is a loophole in the rules, it only lasts for a second.
"I promise I won't use it unless it's absolutely necessary."
Xu Zhiyan nodded, put his hand on the ghost's arm to use the force to stand up, and looked towards the restricted area that was already covered with ashes, his eyes full of determination to win.
"One second is enough."
He will find the right opportunity.
…
The pain brought Xu Zhiyan's thoughts back to the present time.
For the first time, he felt the pain in a physical sense that almost tore his soul apart. He gritted his teeth and was in so much pain that he couldn't even make a sound.
Yan Chengfan's figure gradually overlapped with the scenes of his childhood.
A well-intentioned chef, a greedy and hesitant nanny, a fanatical researcher, a smiling but dagger-hiding mimic, a ghost with the appearance of a teenager and no consciousness...
Xu Zhiyan thought for a while before realizing that he was watching a scrolling video.
He is the bargaining chip used by the main system to steal benefits from ghosts and gods. He has been in a coma frequently since his student days. It was not until the ghosts and gods completely forgot their past and all their memories were sealed that he finally escaped from this game. However, the main system did not let him go. A serious genetic disease made him stand on the door of life again. When he was dying, he made a desperate attempt and followed the strange clues and stepped into the Yunshan old house.
Everything seemed to have returned to the starting point.
He came to the shabby and simple hall.
Two beings who have lost their memories meet again.
'Let's make a deal, Mr. Ghost.'
'You provide protection, and I will do the work for you.'
The tall figure behind the shrine turned around, and in an instant, golden ginkgo leaves scattered all over the ground. The dilapidated safe house disappeared, and in its place was an endless road that had lost its color. In the middle of the road stood a familiar figure. The ghost had changed his initial chaotic appearance, and his golden eyes were full of tenderness and love when he looked over.
It was not until he heard a ticking sound that Xu Zhiyan realized that the entire endless road was covered with dials of all sizes.
Still time takes on a solid form under the squeeze of force.
That brief second seemed to last an eternity.
When the other party's palm, which was only a shadow left, fell on the side of his face, Xu Zhiyan realized that the pain had disappeared at some point.
"White ember."
He said in a hoarse voice.
"You are my last card."
The man responded with a tender kiss on his forehead.
He did not stay too long. Even though this second was infinitely extended by the still time, the ghost was concerned about Xu Zhiyan's body and did not stay too long. He turned around and walked towards his set target.
When his shadow appeared in front of Yan Chengfan, he could still vaguely see the other party's eyes spinning in fear.
Bai Jin is not a talkative person, and he does not bother to mock a dying mimetic. But when his fingertips lingered on Yan Chengfan's forehead, perhaps because the power he had endured was too terrifying, he could clearly feel the other party's trembling body.
With the infusion of strength, the opponent's body soon stopped shaking.
What follows is the corresponding memory.
Not everyone is like Xu Zhiyan, who has no rejection of His power.
On countless nights when dark clouds covered the moon, the Mimic, unable to withstand the violent force, used a knife to shave off the flesh and blood mixed with power that did not belong to him bit by bit, revealing his white bones. He knew that he could stop suffering by giving up the stolen power, but he was reluctant to give up such a powerful power. Only with the support of ghosts and gods could he fight the main system to the end, until he found a way to transfer the power and his own memories to other containers. Only then did Yan Chengfan finally escape from the endless hell.
Unfortunately, he was eventually attacked by the container...
Yan Chengfan was probably dead, or because time had stopped, he was between life and death. He could only sense his body dissolving in the air and turning into a body of power without even ashes. The powers that were once uncontrollable were cheering and eager to return to their original forms.
In the end, Yan Chengfan died from the power he had longed for.
Corresponding to this is the gradually solidifying body of ghosts and gods.
Not until the mimic in front of him completely disappeared did He put down His hand and looked up at the Wheel of Fortune which was in static mode.
"You guessed right."
He turned and looked at Xu Zhiyan, behind him were thousands of fragments containing the power of rules.
"Both the mimic and the main system have tampered with the wheel of fate."
Regardless of whether human players win or lose, as long as someone breaks the rules, everything behind the game will be reshuffled and a new round of the game will begin again.
Human beings are always on the passive side.
Predators never talk about fairness.
After obtaining a new body from the ghost, Xu Zhiyan finally got out of the experience of almost breaking apart, but his body was almost destroyed. His entire injured calf disappeared completely below the knee because it could not withstand the force. He wanted to laugh, but blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
I'm afraid that as soon as time stops and resumes, he will only have one breath left.
When he came to his senses, the ghosts and gods had already appeared before him.
The moment the bony palm touched his wrist, Xu Zhiyan raised his hand and pushed the other person away.
“Don’t waste your energy.”
He could sense that the blood vessels were still entrenched in his heart, and he could return to the safe house alive even if he took one breath. Rather than repairing his broken body, he wanted to know how the ghosts and gods would deal with it.
A hint of rejection flashed across the silent ghost's eyes, but he couldn't persuade Xu Zhiyan, so he just raised his hand with heartache and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"I'll replace it."
“But it will take some time.”
Although the former main system claimed that it could not control his power, it could not resist the temptation in the end and pushed his sweetheart into the abyss again and again in order to get more.
It’s not that He can’t solve the main system now, but He still remembers Xu Zhiyan’s words.
What the other party wants is a complete gaming system of supreme value, and He is willing to spend more time on it.
As long as Xu Zhiyan wants it, He will get it.
Thinking of the scene at the end of the marquee, Xu Zhiyan dragged his collapsing body and forced a smile, raising his chin towards the core of the Wheel of Fortune. Not even the blood stains could hide the arrogance and greed on his body.
"Let's make another deal, Mr. Ghost."
"My soul, body, feelings, everything except the money belongs to you."
He looked at the white ashes through the blood curtain, and the oath he murmured sounded like a confession.
"In exchange."
“I have to get everything I want.”
He wanted to raise his hand to touch the other person, but his body, which was almost broken by the force, was trembling, and even his raised fingertips were shaking.
But Xu Zhiyan didn't care.
He stared into Bai Jin's eyes and continued to whisper.
"Bai Jin, don't let me down."
The tip of his finger fell on the young man's chin, and the ghost bent down and kissed Xu Zhiyan's bloody lips.
"Deal done."
"I will give you everything you desire."
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