Eleven seemed to not understand what the other party said at all and continued to make the sound of Lu Fu.
After the two looked at each other for a while, Ai Yu narrowed his eyes and said, "Leave Eleven's body."
A sinister smile appeared on Eleven's face: "If I leave, she won't be able to survive. Aren't you killing people?"
"You can actually speak the language of Blue Star! I originally thought your brain wasn't well developed and you could only make noises like 'hmmmm' and 'ahhhh'." Ai Yu sneered, "Do you not want to come out, or are you simply unable to come out?"
Eleven poked one of the bubbles on her body with her finger and shook her head: "Just guess. Even if you guess right, I won't tell you."
However, at this moment, Eleven's face once again showed an expression of extreme pain.
Ai Yu remained silent for the time being, continuing to observe. She wasn't sure what Eleven's current condition was, and it wasn't appropriate to blindly examine him, given that Lu Fu was still around. As a fellow Law Beast, Lu Fu placed significant restrictions on her.
Eleven's fingers scratched the iron sheet, making a sharp friction sound, and his facial features were distorted.
"Eleven?" Ai Yu asked softly, but received no response from Eleven. "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Is Lu Fu invading your brain? Eleven? Do you need my help? Eleven?"
Eleven's nails were broken and she leaned helplessly against the tin bucket, unable to even hug herself.
Blue fluid slowly flowed out of her eye sockets. Eleven looked at Ai Yu: "I don't know who you are, but you give me a familiar feeling. Please, kill me, okay?"
"Do you regret coming to this world, Eleven?" Ai Yu suddenly asked.
Eleven obviously didn't expect Ai Yu to ask this out of the blue. She was stunned for a moment and shook her head: "I don't regret it. Although I hate the ten-kilometer race, I like Teacher Li very much. Everyone is so nice, and there are still many little skirts I haven't worn.
It's just... I really regret not telling everyone the truth from the beginning... I really regret living selfishly for so long...
I thought I could pretend to be an ordinary person my whole life, but things changed too quickly... I was wrong, I was wrong. Kill me while I'm still conscious, along with everything inside me."
Ai Yu sighed softly: "Okay, as you wish." She leaned over, stretched out her hand, covered Eleven's eyes, and sang softly.
Slowly, the bubbles that had formed on Eleven's skin shrank, and her body returned to normal. After a while, the bubbles and eggs among the waste disappeared. Ai Yu stopped singing, took out a blanket, and covered Eleven with it. With some effort, she lifted her up, holding her in her arms, and looked at Lan Ling.
"This mother has been killed, and there is still one. Can you wait until I settle this girl down before going?"
Lan Ling's gaze fell on the thin figure vaguely visible in Ai Yu's arms, and he responded.
After Eleven's body was safely disposed of, Lan Ling looked at Ai Yu and asked slowly, "How do you intend to approach the end of your life?"
Ai Yu didn't directly respond to his question, but instead posed a counter-question: "What about you? Do you long to finally rest in peace on the Blue Planet? I will definitely find you a perfect resting place, one that will undoubtedly be a treasured place with excellent feng shui."
Lan Ling couldn't help but laugh when he heard this: "Forget it, I can't argue with you."
Following the guidance from the wind, Ai Yu and Lan Ling arrived outside Wen Xiaowan's house.
However, this place may not be called a home in the true sense.
It was just a narrow and cramped single room. Even during the day, the corridor was dim and it was almost impossible to see the surrounding environment.
The only thing that provided some light was an old, dilapidated, and often malfunctioning voice-controlled lamp.
Standing in front of this iron door covered with various things, the two fell into a brief silence.
Finally, it was Lanling who broke the silence first: "Shouldn't we check it out quickly? What if this person escapes like Xila?"
Ai Yu lowered his head slightly, silently raised his hand and knocked on the iron door, but after waiting for half a minute, no one came to answer the door.
Time passed minute by minute, and the surroundings were eerily quiet, as if the whole world had frozen.
Ai Yu raised her hand again and knocked on the door.
At this time, Lanling put his hand on the door handle and opened the door.
It was a small room of about 10 square meters, with a wooden bed and an old table. There was a window above the table, which served as the room's light source. Under the table was a box, and I didn't know what was inside.
Ai Yu walked over quickly, her eyes slightly lowered, her gaze falling on the table, where a notebook was spread out. It was Wen Xiaowan's diary. The most recently opened page had the words "Frustration, frustration, frustration..." written in various distorted fonts.
Lan Ling stood quietly in the center of the room. To be more precise, he was in the only aisle. He stared at the wall and asked softly, "What's going on?"
Ai Yu had no intention of flipping through the diary any further. She quickly withdrew her gaze, looked around, closed her eyes, and carefully sensed the surrounding atmosphere. Then she spoke, "She left here not long ago. The faint sound of her breathing still lingers in the air."
Lan Ling raised his eyebrows and asked in a slightly surprised tone, "Your Law Beasts are so powerful? They seem to be able to do anything?"
"Then just consider it your admiration for me." Ai Yu raised the corners of his mouth and clapped his hands lightly. "Alright, let's go track her down."
Lan Ling responded and quickly followed Ai Yu's footsteps.
After the two of them walked out of the room, Lan Ling closed the door behind him. Then he caught up with Ai Yu and continued to ask, "Are you really sure that this is the final target?"
"Of course." Ai Yu's answer was very concise.
At the same time, Wen Xiaowan had already escaped outside the defense line.
There were always two voices in her mind, one urging her to run faster, and the other watching the fun.
Wen Xiaowan didn't know why she was running, but she couldn't control herself.
Another black dot appeared in her palm. She must have gone crazy, as she felt that the black dot was laughing.
But the black spot is obviously only the size of a pinhole.
She was so tired from running that she stopped. Wen Xiaowan didn't care whether she was dirty or not. She just sat on the ground and gasped for breath.
The voice that had been urging her on was now a little impatient: "Why are you so weak? You can't run anymore after just a few steps? Did you slack off during your ten kilometers?"
Even Eleven, who hated running ten kilometers, could run ten kilometers easily.
Wen Xiaowan was helpless: "I'm treating my illness every day... I haven't exercised much. Being controlled by you to run so far out of the defense line is already the limit... I..."
"Boss, why are you sitting here?"
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