Chapter 352: End of the copy
Everyone knows.
Lin Jiu has a huge and intolerable lightning point.
This vulnerability can make him drop his disguise and run away directly on the spot.
There is no doubt that Lin Jiu's current behavior shows that he has hit a landmine, because only at this time will he not deliberately disguise himself.
And the lightning point that can make him go berserk on the spot is...
"Who are you calling crazy? Huh?"
Ivan nodded, looked at Tang Ming and Yun Shang, and said, "That's it."
Tang Ming/Yun Shang: .....
"Ah wait, so, if I had done that at that time... then I would...?" Tang Ming felt himself sweating profusely.
Ivan nodded.
Tang Ming: Holy crap, I just brushed shoulders with death?!
Lu Jingchen and Lin Xiyao hid behind the house. The former stared at Lin Jiu, as if confirming something, while the latter was a little surprised.
After all, Lin Jiu's current appearance was in stark contrast to how he had appeared in front of them before.
"Ahem, wait, that's not what I meant!"
Song He covered his abdomen, enduring the pain of his ruptured internal organs, and tried to explain in a panic.
"Huh?" The coldness in Lin Jiu's eyes grew even stronger. "What do you mean by that? Didn't you say that? You and I are the same kind, but you, a stinky bug, really have the nerve to say I'm the same as you. It's really disgusting."
Song He's face was pale and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.
He was kicked and flew away, his body piercing through two wooden houses, and the airflow he created even directly destroyed the wooden houses.
But such an injury was not actually a problem for Song He. The key was Lin Jiu's kick.
Not surprisingly, that kick was actually intended to kill him directly, but for some reason, he held back.
Thinking of the female player, Song He vaguely guessed something.
And he said he wasn't...
"Ah, don't worry, I don't intend to torture you." Lin Jiu walked step by step to Song He, and every step seemed to step on people's hearts, making it more and more difficult to breathe. "Although I originally planned to play with you, my toy, but now I have changed my mind."
Unhappy, unhappy....
Kill him!
Lin Jiu frowned, his face full of disgust: "Why do you always want to make me unhappy?!"
It seemed that because of his violent running on the spot, the smell of pollution continued to flow out of his body. The huge and thick pollution made Song He, who was closest to Lin Jiu, dazed for a moment, and the few people who deliberately retreated also looked uncomfortable.
Is this still a human being?
At this moment, their hearts and minds were in agreement.
Lu Jingchen's pupils were trembling slightly.
He was forced to recall a scene he had witnessed that year, which was extremely similar to the scene at this moment.
Lu Jingchen felt terrified.
Even though almost a year had passed, or maybe more than a year? He couldn't quite remember, he still felt the same fear as before, a fear that hadn't diminished at all with the passage of time.
That is the most instinctive reaction to death, coming from the depths of the soul.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down.
Tang Ming couldn't help but curse Song He in his heart.
He thought to himself, "Serves you right, you idiot! I didn't expect to meet someone even more inhumane than you, did I?!"
Lin Jiu also did what he said. He really didn't have the idea of torturing Song He anymore. Now he just wanted to kill this troublesome and unpleasant guy as soon as possible.
The sharp knife formed by the ominous black mist pierced straight into Song He's neck, piercing him directly.
Song He widened his eyes, as if he had not expected Lin Jiu to take action so quickly to deal with him.
Lin Jiu had no expression on his face. He pulled out the sharp knife and then let it disappear.
He didn't move, staring at Song He without blinking, until he was sure he was dead, then he blinked.
Who knows if Song He, as a player, has any means to save his life or revive himself.
Although the person was dead, Lin Jiu was still very unhappy.
“Tsk.”
He ignored the others, turned around and walked away with a look of displeasure.
Ivan breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, although I was running wild, I still had my sanity.
"Have we saved our lives?" Yun Shang wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.
Tang Ming nodded with absolute certainty: "Yes, it definitely counts."
He thought to himself, fortunately I didn't offend this person, otherwise...
Damn, that’s scary!
"Jingchen? Are you okay?" Lin Xiyao looked at Lu Jingchen, who was sitting on the ground and looked a little weak, and asked worriedly.
Lu Jingchen didn't say anything. He just felt his whole body was cold and stiff.
"It's him..." He murmured in a low voice: "It's him, that's for sure..."
In fact, Lu Jingchen couldn't remember that memory very clearly.
The game system deleted the most important part of the memory, so Lu Jingchen only remembered that they triggered the hidden boss in the copy.
That was a pile of flesh and blood of the evil god.
At that time, almost all players were defeated.
Until Lin Jiu appeared.
He was also injured, and even had his abdomen stabbed while fighting with the remnants of the evil god... But in the end, Lin Jiu won.
after?
What happened next was an unexpected event that no one expected.
Something floated out of the pile of flesh and possessed Lin Jiu. Then Lin Jiu started to attack the players around him and was even judged as a Boss by the game system.
The last thing in the memory was Lin Jiu’s slightly ferocious and crazy look.
Lu Jingchen didn’t know what happened afterwards.
When he woke up, he was already in the house of the horror game space. The game determined that he had completed the copy, and Lin Jiu also disappeared from the horror game, and all traces were erased by the game system.
As for those players who should have been killed by Lin Jiu, without exception, they all returned intact.
But they don't remember being killed.
Although there are some differences, Lu Jingchen can be sure.
Lin Jiu is the Lin Jiu in his memory.
It’s him, no mistake!
*
The next two nights are both Christmas Eve.
The seventh night went smoothly. As for the off-field werewolves who came looking for Lin Jiu, their final outcome was not difficult to guess.
During this period, no one met Lin Jiu.
Firstly, no one dared to look for him; secondly, he was probably hiding from everyone.
Just like that, without any danger, all the players waited for the prompt sound of the game system.
In the settlement space, Lin Jiu was too lazy to even look at his reward. He urged the game system to release him quickly, his face full of impatience.
Obviously, killing two players in succession did not soothe his extremely anxious heart.
Instead, it made him even more irritable.
Feeling that there was still some uncontrollable pollutant aura emanating from Lin Jiu, the game system quietly did as it was told.
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