Chapter 89 Push it, Sisyphus-Nightmare What do you want to say?
Lin Xi returns for the fifth time.
Zhu Fujingguang died at the hands of robbers.
Lin Xi returns for the sixth time.
Zhu Fujingguang was killed by bank robbers.
Lin Xi returns for the seventh time.
Zhu Fujingguang died from an accidental discharge of a gun by the police special forces.
Lin Xi returns for the eighth time...
The ninth time...
The tenth time.
Lin Xi sighed to Zhu Fu Jingguang, "It's too difficult, Shirakawa-kun."
Zhu Fu Jingguang: "Senior...are you in trouble?"
"No. Why should I be embarrassed?" Lin Xi looked at the setting sun in the sky with melancholy. "I'm just stuck. Do you understand?"
Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't understand.
The young man with cat eyes just looked at her gently, as if saying:
If you can, please give up on me.
…
The eleventh time...
The twelfth time...
…
Twenty-first time.
Zhu Fu Jingguang was pulled forward by Lin Xi.
The journey was full of dangers and he encountered many incredible and inexplicable attacks.
For example, a sudden gunshot, a passerby who suddenly goes crazy and slashes with a knife, or an out-of-control vehicle rushing at full speed from the intersection.
But the girl in front seemed to have the ability to predict the future, and calmly led him to avoid attack again and again.
In the gaps between hiding, I still have the leisure to chat with him:
"See that uncle over there? He looks normal, doesn't he? Actually, he's holding a fruit knife in his pocket. He's going to crowded places, ready to attack and hurt people, to exact revenge on society!"
"Look, he's almost in front of us, three, two, one--" Lin Xi grabbed the wrist of the man who was stabbing with a knife and disarmed him easily.
"Hey, don't go attacking passersby just because you're unemployed. They're innocent people!" The girl sighed with a look of regret, but her expression remained nonchalant. "Why don't you go and settle the score with the guy who fired you? Or maybe just storm into the boss' office and confront him?"
Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was blocked behind her, wanted to say something but stopped himself.
The passerby is innocent, but what did the HR and the boss do wrong?
He watched Lin Xi throw the knife he had snatched to the ground, and then suddenly pulled him over.
Zhu Fu Jingguang staggered when he was pulled.
A car whizzed past him, as if out of control, and crashed into the wall. After a brief pause, there was a loud bang and a violent explosion.
"Look at the consequences of drunk driving." Lin Xi shook her head, holding his hand tightly. "Don't drink and drive, don't drive after drinking... What's the saying? There are thousands of roads, but safety comes first. Driving without proper discipline can bring tears to your loved ones."
Zhu Fujingguang looked at the exploded car and fell into a state of speechlessness again.
This is no longer a question of drunk driving. Looking at the degree of the car's out-of-control, Zhu Fujingguang reasonably suspected that the driver was under the influence of drugs.
Or the steering wheel is welded and the brake button is malfunctioning.
If Lin Xi hadn't pulled him over just now, he would have been hit by the car, right?
But this is not the end—
At the next intersection, Lin Xi suddenly stopped, released his right hand, and pulled his head down, allowing him to avoid the fatal shot, but he was shot in the left shoulder.
Zhu Fu Jingguang smelled blood.
"senior!"
"Are you scared?" Lin Xi still had that indifferent expression on her face.
"I've tried this spot several times. I have to block this bullet. It's okay, you see, I can still move, but it hurts a little... You have to bandage it for me. Hahaha, both of us can only use our right hands now... It's like playing a cooperative game of running with our feet tied together."
Cold sweat rolled down my neck.
This game... is terrible. It can't even block out the pain.
She pulled out a roll of bandages and handed it to Zhu Fujingguang. She then raised her still-moving right arm and glanced at her phone. "We have to hurry. There's going to be a gang fight here in five minutes."
The bandage is a regular bandage.
The fast-healing bandages provided by the system have been used up. Fortunately, Lin Xi prepared for a rainy day and always kept a lot of things in the system space.
Among them is a tourniquet.
Zhu Fujingguang took the bandage.
He lowered his head and bandaged the area in coordination with the red-haired girl's movements.
The girl's white dress was stained red with blood.
Her face was a little pale, and although she didn't show it, it was clear that the intense concentration she had just put into her escape had taken a lot of her energy. At such a close distance, Zhu Fujingguang noticed that her eyes had become somewhat distracted.
An uncontrollable sadness rose in his heart.
He didn't know where this emotion came from. What was even more difficult for him to accept than his own death was that others would be hurt in order to save him.
From a minor scrape to a bullet in the shoulder...
What's next?
Many times, he wanted to say to the girl:
Don't save me.
Kill me.
We are enemies, don't let yourself get hurt because of me.
But these words rolled around on his tongue and were always swallowed back.
He always felt that he had said these words many times, but each time the girl either remained helpless, silent, or firmly denied them.
What should I do?
She is the kind of person who will never give up on a goal she has set, and will never turn back even if she hits a wall.
Zhu Fu Jingguang thought that it was because he didn’t know what to do that he felt so... sad.
He can't do anything.
He bandaged the girl's injured shoulder carefully.
Lin Xi came back to his senses and grabbed Zhu Fu Jingguang's wrist again.
She held on like this all the way, as if she was afraid that if she wasn't paying attention, the man would be killed by another sudden accident.
They continued to walk forward, and by the end both of them were out of breath.
The sun has set.
Lin Xi had two more wounds on his body, and Zhu Fu Jingguang was also in a miserable state.
Seeing the sun setting, she breathed a sigh of relief.
We've been through this long, the plot... should be able to pass, right?
"Bai Chuan..."
She turned around and was about to suggest that they go to a nearby safe house to treat their wounds when she saw a huge stone slab falling from mid-air.
"...Hao."
She looked down woodenly and saw the blood slowly flowing out from under the stone slab.
...I feel like vomiting.
The sounds around seemed to come from underwater.
"How could the rope suddenly break?!"
"Oh no... This is a construction accident. Insurance should cover it, right?"
"Is that man dead?"
"Of course you are, you idiot! Look at the blood on the ground..."
"Is the lady standing next to you also injured?"
"There was blood on her clothes..."
"Miss, Miss? Are you okay?"
Lin Xi raised his head slowly.
Her eyes were a little blurry, and it took a while for her to regain a clear vision.
There were some people gathering around me.
They are tall and short, male and female.
Lin Xi looked at their faces and clothes made up of lines and blocks of color, and she had never realized so clearly that—
She doesn't belong to this dimension.
…
Twenty-second time.
Lin Xi looked indifferently at the pool of blood on the ground under the setting sun.
This time her white dress was spotless, still new and white, without a speck of blood or dirt.
The street was extremely quiet, with only the crisp sound of Lin Xi's small leather shoes stepping on the ground.
No, it cannot be called silence.
It should be said that——
Dead silence.
All human voices vanished. Even the birds and beasts sensed the danger and stopped their calls, not daring to cry.
Until new footsteps appeared on the street.
Lin Xi didn't look back. She stood there calmly with a gun and a machete in her hands.
The silver-haired man walked over the pool of blood and corpses on the ground, carrying his gun belt, and walked to her side.
"BOSS."
His voice was low but clear, and his presence was very strong in the silent air.
The girl stood in the sunset, holding a dark golden scimitar in her right hand and a pistol in her left hand.
The scimitar was stained with blood, and blood was dripping down the dark golden blade. At his feet was a person with eyes wide open and hands stretched forward, but he was no longer breathing.
"Boss," he called again, a little louder this time. "Mission accomplished."
But this time the mission doesn't seem like a killer's job, but more like a butcher's job.
He stared at the girl's profile.
This is definitely not what she wants.
What does she want to do? What does she want to test?
Did he overestimate her, and was she not actually as he expected, leading him firmly on the path she had chosen and not being shaken by anything?
In fact, she is just like those ordinary people. She will also be frustrated, crazy, and cowardly enough to refuse to accept death. She will want to destroy everything because she cannot accept repeated failures?
What is Lin Xi thinking about now?
She was thinking that although this world was very similar to a game, the difference from the game was that here, dead NPCs would not automatically refresh.
She looked at Gin beside her and met his inquiring gaze.
She was stunned for a moment: "Are you thinking of something rude again?"
The silver-haired man ignored her and turned his head away.
When he didn't say anything, the guy looked pretty energetic.
He just assumed she had her own plans.
"What do you want to do now?"
"Let's do a little experiment."
Gin: ...
He glanced around at the scene that could be described as hell.
Was her "little" experiment a bit too expensive?
"You'd better know what's going on..." He stared at Lin Xi, "I don't want to comfort a madman."
Don’t let me down…Lin Xi.
If you really disappoint me, before you become someone I don't want to see...
I will definitely kill you with my own hands first.
"Haha." Lin Xi couldn't help laughing, "Xiaoqin, don't you know me yet?"
She put away the knife and patted Gin's shoulder: "Don't worry, this is all part of my plan. Don't worry, I have my own pace..."
Gin looked at her speechlessly.
You better be.
"I'm leaving."
"Go quickly," Lin Xi waved her hand, "get away as soon as possible. I don't want you to become a 'variable' in my experiment and contaminate my experimental data."
What if they meet Morifuku Kagemitsu and, under the powerful force of the plot, Gin's gun accidentally goes off and kills Morifuku Kagemitsu in an instant?
Then her experiment was in vain?
Gin glared at her and turned away.
The air became quiet again after he left.
Only then did Lin Xi breathe a sigh of relief and looked down at his hands.
His fingertips were shaking uncontrollably.
If this happens three more times at most, her spirit will no longer be able to hold on.
This matter must be resolved within three rollbacks, Lin Xi thought calmly.
Although it was about her own mental problems, her face remained expressionless.
She took a deep breath and took out the machete and gun again.
Only when she holds a weapon does her hand stop shaking.
She thought about it, held the knife in her left hand and the gun in her right hand, and struck a handsome pose.
Even if there is only one audience member, we must not lose momentum.
.
Blood, blood everywhere.
In an alley with no one alive, a girl stood in the sunset, holding a knife in one hand and a gun in the other.
The sharp contrast between the white dress and the blood was particularly glaring.
The girl's shadow was lengthened by the setting sun.
In front of her was the shadow cast by the building next to her.
The dense, expanding, sharply defined darkness was but a few steps away; and she seemed about to step into it.
This was the scene that Zhu Fujingguang saw when he walked over with his left arm covered by a bullet.
The red-haired girl heard footsteps and turned around.
"senior……"
Zhu Fu Jingguang murmured.
Senior, what did you do?
He stared blankly at the girl in front of him. In the dead silence, he suddenly realized:
They were the only two living people on the entire street.
"You're safe, Zhufu." The girl said with a smile.
She flipped her hand, and the scimitar and gun disappeared, as if they had never appeared. It was all just Zhu Fu Jingguang's illusion.
But the blood on the ground and the breath of death lingering in the air cannot deceive people.
Lin Xi's gaze fell on the young man with cat eyes.
Zhu Fujingguang felt a sense of fear as if he was being stared at by a wild beast.
He subconsciously took a step back.
The girl didn't seem to notice his retreat and continued to explain:
"I want to test which authority is greater, the 'player' or the 'system'... And I'm curious, if all possible factors that could cause an accident are nipped in the bud, how else will your life be taken away?"
The system undoubtedly has great authority. When it wants to kill Zhu Fu Jingguang, it can create various "accidents" to cause Zhu Fu Jingguang's death.
Players also enjoy great freedom in this world. Lin Xi can do whatever he wants, as he pleases, without any scruples.
Moreover, when players realize that they belong to a different dimension from this world, the constraints of law and morality on players become particularly weak - just like Lin Xi now: in order to achieve his goal, he is willing to slaughter all the people on the street.
Because the blood and flesh in front of her were like painted skins, and even death could not make these painted skins more real.
Zhu Fujingguang didn't know what expression to make.
Something doesn't look right with Punch...
Normally, the girl was always so friendly, so close to everyone. But now, as they faced each other, it felt as if the ocean was separating them. The girl was sunk to the bottom of the ocean, a depth no human could reach. As long as she wanted to stay there, no one could pull her out.
Amidst the blood and deathly silence, Morofushi Jingguang suddenly had an inopportune flashback to when he first met Punch. He was given sunglasses and followed Punch, watching Punch pretend to be a gangster daughter, coaxing a girl named Sugishima Jun'e into writing her wish on a paper airplane.
Then he picked up those "wishes" back.
The seniors also flew paper airplanes at that time.
He secretly picked it up and read it. It said:
"Senior, don't you want to go home?"
He blurted out.
On the paper plane was written in Chinese: [I miss home.]
He still has that paper airplane, stored in his safe house.
This sentence was like a signal. After it was spoken, many complex emotions and fragments of memory seemed to break through some shackles and rushed up, making his nose sore.
He took two steps forward and instinctively grabbed the girl's shoulders with his right arm, which was still able to move.
Something must be done to get her back to the surface, otherwise—
Something terrible is bound to happen, something even more terrible than corpses all over the ground.
Lin Xi was stunned for a moment: "Go home?"
Yes, as long as I complete the mission, I might have a chance to go home...
but……
She glanced at her to-do list.
It is hard to imagine how long it would take her to complete the entire Conan plot line.
After all, it has been serialized for nearly thirty years, and Conan has not yet turned back into an adult comic.
Besides, is it a question of whether she wants to go home?
Is it a question of whether she wants to complete the task?
She is stuck at a level. She wants to change the plot to complete the task, but the system insists on making it difficult for her.
Lin Xi glanced at the cat-eyed young man in front of her and felt that the hand holding her shoulder was trembling slightly.
Are you really scared?
She thought about it, and then touched Zhu Fu Jingguang's head in this posture.
"Don't worry, you will survive..."
"No, Senior, no..." Zhu Fujingguang was a little incoherent, "It doesn't matter to me whether I live or die!"
It's been like this since the beginning. Seniors always care too much about other people's feelings and never care about themselves.
Many images flashed through his mind, including the girl bandaging him, her holding his wrist and running forward, and the girl turning around to block the gunshot for him.
He seemed to be trapped in an endless, repetitive nightmare from which he could never wake up. At the end of each nightmare, the girl stood in front of his corpse, silently preparing for the next reincarnation.
Don't do this, he thought.
He couldn't remember how many times he had died, nor could he remember the details of his nightmares. The fragments of memory that emerged from the depths of his brain were enough to make him so painful.
What about Punch? What about Punch, who had witnessed his death over and over again, remembering every detail?
That must have been very, very painful.
Don't go on. These repeated futile attempts and deaths will only drive the living crazy.
Sometimes, accepting death is the best outcome.
Lin Xi looked at the young man in front of him, not understanding what he meant.
But she felt that the person in front of her was very sad.
I was so sad that I almost cried.
Why sad? she wondered.
She soon realized that Zhu Fu would certainly feel sad after so many people died.
How can I comfort him and make him feel better?
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