In the real world, the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the bustling city, the streets are crowded with cars and people are rushing around.
As soon as Song Jiao stepped out of the door to reality, she quickly blended into the crowd of the city.
Her goal was clear - to find Zhao Shihan.
At the same time, Zhao Shihan was sitting on the luxurious sofa in her home, surrounded by exquisite decorations and high-end furniture.
She breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling that she had finally escaped from that virtual world full of dangers.
The neurotic pursuer did not follow her, which made her feel unprecedented ease and freedom.
She had even started planning how to enjoy this rare moment of peace.
However, this peace did not last long.
When Zhao Shihan was immersed in the joy of freedom, her bedroom door was suddenly pushed open and Song Jiao's figure appeared at the door.
Zhao Shihan's face turned pale in an instant. She widened her eyes and looked at Song Jiao in horror, as if she had seen a ghost.
"How...how did you find me?" Zhao Shihan's voice trembled and she could hardly form a sentence.
Song Jiao didn't say anything, but just walked quietly to the sofa and sat down, staring at Zhao Shihan with sharp eyes.
Her eyes revealed an unquestionable firmness and depth, as if they could see through all lies and disguises.
"Are you surprised?" Song Jiao finally spoke, her tone calm and cold. "I think it's okay! What were you so happy about just now?"
Zhao Shihan's body began to tremble unconsciously. She couldn't understand why this terrifying woman would appear in front of her in the real world.
She looked at the closed door, and an inexplicable fear surged in her heart.
"What...what do you want to do?" Zhao Shihan's voice was full of helplessness and despair.
Song Jiao smiled slightly, playing with a dagger in her hand, the blade flashing coldly under the light.
"Ms. Zhao's pass rate is quite high!" She said lightly, as if she was talking about an insignificant matter.
However, this sentence made Zhao Shihan feel unprecedented pressure.
She knew exactly how her pass rate came about.
"You... who are you? What do you want to do?" Zhao Shihan tried to find clues from Song Jiao's words.
Song Jiao did not answer her question directly, but stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the city scenery in the distance.
"A high completion rate isn't a good thing," she said flatly, "especially in this game."
"What do you usually do when you don't get the leadership position?"
Zhao Shihan felt a chill coming over her.
She finally understood that although she had escaped from the virtual world, she had not gotten rid of the lunatic Song Jiao.
Her eyes fell on the door, which showed no sign of being opened.
How did this woman get in?
"What do you want?" Zhao Shihan tried her best to make her voice sound calm.
Song Jiao turned around and looked at Zhao Shihan, a sly glint in her eyes. "The game isn't over yet, Miss Zhao. Are you ready for the next level?"
The next second, the scene in front of Zhao Shihan suddenly changed, and she was teleported to a new copy world.
After a slight dizziness, she opened her eyes again and her vision gradually focused. What came into her sight was Song Jiao's familiar and calm figure.
"You..." Zhao Shihan subconsciously turned around and wanted to escape, but Song Jiao reacted faster than her.
Song Jiao simply stretched out her hand, and an invisible force gently brought Zhao Shihan back to her side.
"Don't run away in such a hurry. We haven't even started our mission yet." Song Jiao said with a smile. Her voice was gentle but with unquestionable firmness.
Zhao Shihan sighed helplessly, knowing that she could not escape.
She looked back at Song Jiao and finally accepted her fate.
Song Jiao likes this person who accepts her fate. The identity of a detective will accompany her until her death. As long as she gives up a mission, she will be electrocuted.
You can't not do the task.
Every time she was frightened to death.
Song Jiao's original intention of entering this world was very simple, to let Qin Shou absorb the energy of the void.
Seeing Zhao Shihan was scared half to death.
Song Jiao would release Qin Shou, and then just provoke him a little.
Qin Shou will begin to absorb the surrounding void energy.
His figure gradually became blurred during the absorption process, and the void energy around him seemed to be attracted by something and continuously flowed into his body.
After the absorption is complete, Qin Shou will fall into a rampage state.
At this time, Song Jiao would smile gently, reseal Qin Shou, and throw him into her system space.
"Look, isn't this the principle of a perpetual motion machine?" Song Jiao smiled with satisfaction.
As the void energy of this world was completely absorbed by Qin Shou, the mysterious energy that originally permeated the air gradually dissipated, and the subtle connection between this world and the main world was also broken.
It was as if an invisible barrier was removed, and the entire space became quiet and empty.
After the world order was restored, Song Jiao did not give Zhao Shihan much time to breathe, and took her directly into the portal to the next copy.
This cycle repeats itself over and over again, as they travel through different copy worlds again and again. However, as the challenge deepens, the difficulty and horror of these copies continue to increase.
In every copy, Zhao Shihan was like a lamb being led by the nose. Every time she was tortured and on the verge of mental collapse, Song Jiao would calmly proceed to the next step.
This kind of mental pressure and torture gradually pushed Zhao Shihan's patience to the limit.
When they entered the twentieth copy, Zhao Shihan's mentality finally collapsed completely.
As soon as she entered this new and strange world, she searched everywhere and finally found a sharp weapon. She held the weapon tightly and pointed it at her neck, with determination and madness flashing in her eyes.
"Don't even think about using me anymore!" Zhao Shihan's voice was filled with endless fatigue and anger.
She was tired of this life of living in fear every day, uncertain about her life or death.
Song Jiao looked at her, a faint smile on her lips: "Want to die? Have you got my consent?"
As she spoke, Song Jiao raised her hand slightly, and an invisible force instantly melted the weapon in Zhao Shihan's hand into a pool of molten iron.
Zhao Shihan looked at her empty palm in astonishment, and despair in her heart surged like a tide.
"Do your mission well." Song Jiao's voice was cold and firm. "Your fate is not up to you."
Zhao Shihan dropped her hands weakly. She knew that she could not escape the control of this woman at all.
It was not until the 25th world that Zhao Shihan went completely crazy. She squatted in the copy, saying that there were ghosts everywhere, and ran out crazily.
Because he ran too fast, he fell out of the second-floor window and broke both his legs.
Song Jiao stood behind and sighed, "How can you be so careless!"
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