Chapter 172
The spiritual power belonging to another existence in the diary was like an invisible tentacle, extending from the paper, quickly penetrating into Yu Leng's mind, and began to occupy and exclude Yu Leng's consciousness without any explanation.
While carrying out this despicable and vicious invasion, it was pretending to be gentle and soothing and saying things like "Let me take your place, and you'll have to struggle for at least twenty years less", which made Yu Leng even more anxious.
And after a moment of stinging pain, Yu Leng had already reacted: This thing...it is actually taking over someone else's body!
Although he had thought in advance that the diary might have ulterior motives, Yu Leng only thought that the other party wanted to induce him to achieve some purpose through provocative words. After all, the other party was just a diary that seemed to be unable to move.
But he never expected that the other party actually wanted to take over his body directly.
How could it have such power? Why was there such a terrifying thing among the items that Lu Jiamu had been carrying for a long time!
Being silently replaced by another being, being annihilated alone, even death will not be known by relatives and friends, and one's life and self will become the wedding dress of another strange thing.
This is a more terrifying way to die than becoming a ghost after death!
Yu Leng was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.
Every ambiguous word that the diary had said to him before seemed to have a special meaning at this moment.
It said it had been staring at him for a long time, and they had a high degree of compatibility and were so similar, so this is what it meant!
Yu Leng tried to fight back and squeeze this strange thing out of his brain, but that strange thing seemed quite sophisticated when launching this kind of mental attack. Strands of mental power pierced his mind back and forth like fine needles.
Yu Leng had never been attacked by the same type of psychic before, and he was no match for this strange creature.
His will had been pierced by the invader, and then wrapped up and squeezed into a corner. At this time, Yu Leng felt that his limbs were moving away from him, his hands were no longer under his control, and the movements that he could usually complete inadvertently now became very difficult.
He had lost some control of his body and fell to the ground struggling.
It would be a pipe dream to think of tearing the diary down again.
The diary was still whispering in his ear: "You can't beat me, what are you still holding on to? It must be hard to travel between these worlds, and it will be even harder in the future. It's better to lie down and give up now, and let me bear the suffering."
"And you don't need to do anything to pass the level. So just give up, just give up."
The diary clung to his face like a facehugger and even tried to crawl into his mouth.
Being persuaded to lie down in this way in this scenario, Yu Leng had a hundred curse words in his mind.
The dog diary initially told him to hide in a deserted place with the diary and read it by himself. Presumably, it wanted to complete the process of taking over the body in secret, and when he came out again, it would have quietly become him and played him.
There's not a single word of truth coming out of this damn thing's mouth!
Even if Lu Jiamu could sense something unusual, the matter had already been settled and the other party would most likely not say anything, so he could only accept the reality.
However, Diary has been trying to wait until he is isolated before contacting him. Is it because the process of possession can actually be interfered with by external factors?
He didn't listen to the diary and run too far away, there were people around him.
In the suffocating despair, Yu Leng frantically stretched out a hand, struggling to grab the only ray of hope, and asked Lu Jiamu for help: "Lu... Lu..."
Lu Jiamu had already woken up when he took out the diary, but he didn't know what exactly had happened.
Because the pain that seemed like years in Yu Leng's eyes actually only happened in a moment in Lu Jiamu's eyes.
Because Yu Leng's face was very close to the diary and the environment was dim, Lu Jiamu only saw Yu Leng suddenly slap the diary on his face, and then began to contradict himself, continuing to press it on his face while seeming to want to tear it off.
Yu Leng, whose vision was blocked, was still desperately trying to call for help: "Lu...Help..."
After a brief look, Lu Jiamu decided to go over and help him.
But Yu Leng's short and weak cry for help suddenly turned into a calm tone with a hint of smile: "Blockhead..."
Hearing this nickname, Lu Jiamu paused.
He added: "My best friend...long time no see. I had so many things I wanted to say to you in person before, but you never really understood what I was saying. Now I finally have another chance."
Looking at Yu Leng twisting and struggling on the ground, Lu Jiamu already knew what had happened.
The one who is speaking through Yu Leng's vocal cords now is his former best friend, the childhood friend who has passed away by suicide, Fang Gu.
It somehow escaped from the diary and wanted to live in Yu Leng's body, but unfortunately it was seen by him before it could fully succeed.
Lu Jiamu and Fang Gu had been friends for more than a day or two. They were so familiar with each other that he knew what color shit the other person would poop as soon as he bent over. Even though he had died once, it probably wouldn't make much of a difference.
So as soon as it opened its mouth, Lu Jiamu had already analyzed the underlying intention of its words.
It didn't say that because it wanted to reminisce about the past. It was just trying to play the emotional card, build a relationship, and thus influence his behavior.
During the last dark and desperate time of Fang Gu's life, Lu Jiamu, as his good friend, never truly understood him and never provided any help. This is something Lu Jiamu will always owe him.
Because of this debt, Lu Jiamu should be unconditionally loyal to him at this moment. That's why he had to mention this matter vaguely, asking him not to meddle in other people's business.
Although he could see it clearly, Lu Jiamu still hesitated.
The dead can't be resurrected?
In these strange worlds, the dead have the opportunity to become ghosts and return to the living. It naturally has a way to break free from the constraints of the diary state and return again, but it has always concealed this ability.
The price it needs to pay for its return is to sacrifice a teammate, which is essentially not a price that Lu Jiamu needs to pay.
This person may have chosen it early on.
The diary previously said that its abnormal ability during its lifetime was psychic, and Yu Leng happened to have the same abnormal ability. They were similar in all aspects.
Lu Jiamu recalled the diary in which he had jokingly dissed Yu Leng as a weakling more than once, and secretly mentioned: You have to choose between me and him.
The diary repeatedly mentioned these words, probably to take the opportunity to observe his reaction in advance.
As the only person who knows the situation, as long as he doesn't say it, other teammates will not be able to associate it with this even if they feel something is wrong.
At this moment, as long as Lu Jiamu pretended that he saw nothing and lay back, turning a blind eye and doing nothing, and not intervening, he would be tacitly approving its behavior.
His former best friend will be resurrected in another person, obtain a complete body, return to this world with another identity, and become his teammate.
Instead of being sealed in a notebook, he can only write and draw a little every day.
Yu Leng, or Fang Gu.
Teammates you’ve known for just a few months, or close friends you’ve grown up with.
"Mu Tou..." He had just finished speaking, and before he could establish any friendship, he turned into a short cry for help, "Fuck, help me..."
At this time, a little light came from the well in the distance, and two children came over holding a little spark.
Seeing that there seemed to be some dispute here, the two children stood there vigilantly observing the situation.
Lu Jiamu's hesitation did not last long, and he quickly approached Yu Leng.
Because he still clearly remembered that he had attended the funeral of his good friend that day.
Once a person dies, they cannot be resurrected. If someone dies and comes back to life, it is still called a ghost no matter how you explain it.
Tolerating a ghost that has demonstrated a high level of intelligence attached to a notebook without burning the notebook is already the limit of one's tolerance.
But a ghost with hands and feet that can run around and is very smart and completely out of control is absolutely not acceptable.
Moreover, there were still a lot of contents in Fang Gu's diary that were still garbled codes that had not been deciphered. He was not clear about Fang Gu's entire life trajectory, and he could not let the diary disappear now.
Lu Jiamu stepped on Yu Leng's shoulders, grabbed the diary cover with both hands and pulled hard, trying to tear it off Yu Leng's face as quickly as possible.
The diary was still unwilling to give up, and was trying hard to stick to it like an octopus. The pages had been twisted and deformed under the force of adhesion, and the shape of the entire diary had become extremely strange.
As the diary was torn open a little like a sticker, the contact area was greatly reduced. Yu Leng finally regained some initiative and started to curse: "What the hell!"
"Tsk." The diary seemed to curl its lips, "It's so ruthless."
Perhaps he has realized that Lu Jiamu does not care about their old friendship, and now that he has been exposed, he will not get any benefits. It is impossible to completely replace Yu Leng in a short period of time, so he has to find another way out.
So after saying this, Diary suddenly stopped trying to pick the guy's face.
The two people fell into a heap due to the unexpected reaction force.
The diary also flew some distance and fell to the ground.
It used the curve of the book spine to get up, and using the chaos as an opportunity, it began to crawl all over the floor, crawling towards the two children.
The two confused children looked at it at the same time.
New words also began to appear on the cover of the diary:
[They are fighting for my ownership.]
[So I am a good thing.]
The slightly older child walking in front looked up cautiously, and his eyes met the two people opposite him.
The vast majority of people who survive by scavenging in this doomsday are opportunists.
If you see something good today, don’t hesitate, just grab it and make it your own, and you will have food to eat tomorrow.
A notebook that can write and move seems magical no matter how you look at it, like some valuable mysterious item.
And those two people over there just now really looked like they were snatching something.
It must be good stuff.
The child didn't think much about it. He picked up the diary and held it in his arms, pushed his companions away and ran away.
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