Whose Nirvana (V)
"Rin, I'm back!"
A voice suddenly sounded in her mind.
Linyin looked up suddenly.
In mid-air, a blue bubble popped. The kitten landed gracefully, a bit larger than before, with a string of empty injection tubes hanging around its neck.
"You...can speak now?"
The kitten tilted its head to look at her, with its tail held high, proudly showing off the empty syringe hanging around its neck.
"Yes, yes, I went back to the Fantasy Beast Palace and got all the injections they were going to give me after I was born. They must have contained the 'mind synchronization agent', so now I can talk to you directly!"
Rinne reached out her hand tremblingly, and the kitten immediately jumped into her arms, rubbing its furry head against her chin.
"Why did you go to the Fantasy Beast Hall without saying anything?" She woke up to find the kitten missing. She forced herself not to think too much about it, and she didn't dare mention it to anyone else. Everyone, including herself, was afraid she would collapse again.
"...Well..." The kitten felt a little embarrassed when he thought about not finding the injection to save Rinne, so he nudged her palm with his head and changed the subject. "Anyway, I've become stronger again! I can definitely help this time!"
"This time" will definitely help, but what about last time...
The last image of Song Baiyue resurfaced before her. She wanted to ask the kitten if she had heard anything about him, but perhaps because she was afraid of hearing bad news, she just hugged the kitten tightly, buried herself in its fur, and took a deep breath.
However, even though she didn't express it, the kitten could always sense her emotions.
"Um... I didn't find Song Baiyue..." The kitten blinked its big eyes, "Because I'm familiar with too few routes, and my bubble can only imitate the authority of laboratory personnel, so I can't enter the place where he is imprisoned."
The kitten didn't dare look into Rin's eyes, afraid to witness her disappointment. It buried its head in her collar, "But... I met his mythical beast! It's the deer, and it'll tell me the news. Rin, I'll definitely help you rescue him!"
Linyin's eyes were hot.
The kitten gave her a glimmer of hope, allowing her to escape from the nightmare and gain a brief moment of peace.
…
Linyin calmly put on her helmet.
On the virtual stage, Kuang Gu, the defending opponent, was already waiting there. Seeing Lin Yin come online, she grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp white teeth.
"You, food allergies?"
There is no sunlight in the Black Swamp all year round, and many of the children there do not have enough to eat.
Food allergy, haha, you are worthy of being the young masters and young ladies, you are so pretentious even when you are sick.
Lin Yin slowly raised her hand, condensing a very faint wisp of Wuji Zhenqi. It was thinner than usual, and the flow was also more sluggish than usual.
Seeing that Rinyin ignored her, Kuanggu didn't get angry, "Where's that Song Baiyue from your team? What does 'withdrawing due to personal matters' mean?"
She pretended to think, then suddenly understood: "I've heard about this kind of game you city people play. When you gain enough fame, you withdraw from the competition and become a son-in-law. Am I right?"
Linyin looked into Kuanggu's eyes, which were as calm as the sea.
Someone with eyes like that wouldn't say something like that from the bottom of their heart—she was trying to provoke her.
This means that she takes her abilities very seriously.
It was truly rare. After all, in the eyes of most people, Rin was just a member of the Iron Royal family, a person with connections who "became a captain without a mythical beast."
"Don't try to provoke me." Linyin's expression and voice were indifferent, "Because I already-"
"Very angry."
She was furious with the world and with herself.
Upon hearing this, Kuang Gu sneered, "What are you angry about?"
The bone knife suddenly rose up, carrying with it the peculiar poisonous smell of the black swamp, and the air became dark green wherever it passed.
Linyin dodged to the side, but her body, which had just recovered from a serious injury, was still a step too slow.
"laugh!"
The blade grazed her arm, instantly corroding a hideous scar.
There was an uproar in the audience.
"That's it?" Kuang Gu spread his hands exaggeratedly. "The captain of Thorn Flower? Can't even dodge an attack of this magnitude?"
Linyin lowered her eyes and looked at the wound.
“…Indeed, it’s a bit slow.”
The next second——
She took a sudden step forward, mobilizing all her boundless Qi. Her severely injured body couldn't withstand the intense impact of the energy, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. However, her speed was twice as fast as before!
Kuang Gu's pupils suddenly shrank, and he hastily raised his hand to block—
BANG!!!
Linyin's fist hit her nose hard.
"Don't you like to predict?" Linyin had to admit that she was taking advantage of the situation. Her pain and regret all needed an outlet.
Kuang Gu screamed miserably, and the bones on his face almost broke due to the high-frequency vibrations.
Linyin didn't give her a chance to breathe, and launched a second and third punch. Each blow was almost self-destructive, breaking her knuckles and dripping blood, without even a frown.
She didn't want to use a bent awl; the same material reminded her of the ring she had given him. She just kept punching, again and again.
"You... lunatic!" Kuang Gu staggered back. Her 3S quality, empowered by the Wuji Qi, was so terrifying that she was a little dazed by the beating.
Linyin wiped the blood from the corner of her lips, her eyes as cold as ice.
"Where's your mud bog?"
Kuang Gu remained silent. Lin Yin recalled that, just like her Wuxi Realm, it could only be used once every 12 hours at most. This was probably the general limitation of domain-type abilities.
"It's useless?" Rinyin didn't know what was wrong with her. The unreasonable violence made her feel happy. "You Kuronuma, that's all you can do."
Kuang Gu's visor shattered countless times, and bone stumps grew defensively. Her fists were bleeding, but she felt no pain.
Blood foam overflowed from Kuang Gu's nose and mouth, and her breathing was like the whine of a broken bellows. As time went on, her blocking became slower and slower, and her struggles became weaker and weaker.
"Stop! The game is over!" The referee's voice came from the helmet.
But Rin couldn't hear it.
The edges of her vision were shimmering with darkness, and in a trance, she saw a little girl in white clothes, saying to a little boy who was sitting under a pine tree crying late at night:
"You men are useless. Here, you have good food and drink every day, you don't have to worry about being cold, and no one beats or scolds you. What's there to cry about?"
besides--
"What's so great about names? You can just give yourself one. For example, there's a mop over there, and next to it is a toilet. You can name yourself Thomas. Is it that difficult to come up with a name?"
Mop and toilet, it's Thomas.
Pine trees plus white moonlight make Pine White Moon.
So that’s it. So that’s it.
They had met so early...
Linyin's eyes were bloodshot, fragments flashed through her mind, and were quickly swallowed by the deeper darkness.
In the eyes of the audience, the virtual arena at this time has completely turned into a one-sided killing game of Rinyin.
"The Black Swamp Academy contestant is incapacitated, and the Thorn Flower Academy wins! Quick! Cut off the power!"
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"Master Maotan! You have to make the decision for us!"
Jin Jie's parents knelt in front of Mao Tan, weeping bitterly. Their son sat paralyzed in a wheelchair, his eyes dull and drool hanging from the corners of his mouth. After being hung outside a three-hundred-story building by Flora for a whole day, his brain had been irreversibly damaged.
"You watched our Jin Jie grow up! Now he's like this... this injury... the doctor said it can't be cured!"
Mao Tan rubbed his temples irritably.
Jin Jie's great-grandfather was once the master of the Fantasy Beast Palace during its heyday.
The Frost family members who became palace masters inherited the Myriad Devouring King, a mythical beast whose lifespans were generally affected. However, Jin Jie's great-grandfather was too short-lived, passing away after only six years in office, and his achievements were mediocre.
The son looks like his father, the father looks like his grandfather, and the grandfather looks like his great-grandfather. What a bunch of rubbish.
If Mao Tan was not unable to inherit the Fantasy Beast Palace even if he was given the surname Frost, why would he seek cooperation with these rubbish?
Jin Jie could no longer be trained as an heir, and this bunch of waste had lost their last bit of usefulness. However, he still had to pretend to be good, after all, he was the butler of Maotan who cared about his subordinates.
With a heavy face, he helped Jin Jie's parents up and said, "Don't worry, I've already contacted the director of the Coachella Divine Healing Center. They can take Jin Jie for treatment tonight. They'll use the best treatment chamber and the most expensive nerve repair agent."
"Even if...even if something really happens in the end..." He lowered his eyes, his Adam's apple rolling as if he was trying to hold back a sob, "The Archives Department will always reserve the position of deputy director for Jin Jie. I will be responsible for his decent and leisurely life."
When Jin Jie, who was in a wheelchair, heard this, he let out a strange "ho ho" laugh from his throat, and his saliva dripped onto Mao Tan's shiny leather shoes.
Mao Tan took out a silk handkerchief from the breast pocket of his uniform and gently wiped his mouth. "Don't worry, my dear elders. As long as I, Mao Tan, am still in this position, I will never let my own people suffer any injustice."
After seeing Jin Jie and his family off, he stood there in silence for three seconds, his sinister expression reflected in the French window. He suddenly pulled out a new silk scarf from his pocket and wiped the fingers that had just touched Jin Jie, one by one.
Flora was so unscrupulous. She knew Jin Jie was his, yet she crippled him without even a word. She showed no mercy. She absolutely could not be allowed to continue to act recklessly in the position of Palace Master. She had to plant a new seed among the candidates for succession as soon as possible...
But who else can be won over?
The reason why Jin Jie was chosen before was because he was the best choice at the moment - greedy enough, stupid enough, obedient enough, and his bloodline was convincing enough.
Just as he was getting annoyed, a subordinate hurried in and leaned over to whisper in his ear: "Sir, Song Baiyue's test results are out."
Mao Tan looked at him sideways.
The subordinate hurriedly handed over the report with both hands: "Your Excellency is wise! The blood and hair samples from Song Baiyue sent from the ladder competition match the data left by the Young Palace Master with a degree of consistency... 99.999%."
Mao Tan's eyes lit up.
It was an almost morbid light, like a predator discovering its fatal weakness. The corners of his lips slowly rose, revealing a creepy smile.
Flora, oh Flora, do you know that you sent your own son to the experimental table without giving in?
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