Chapter 90 Blackrock City "Happy New Year, Ji Yang."...
Nan Ke slept straight until 7 p.m. He heard various clanging and banging noises outside the tent. He hurriedly got out of bed and rushed out. The others were packing their things. Jiang Yang and Ji Yang were also there. He rubbed his face in disbelief, but upon closer inspection, he couldn't find that familiar figure in the crowd.
"Where's Xie Lu?" he asked with some fear.
He backed away in fear, only to fall into someone's arms. "Why aren't you wearing shoes?" It was Xie Lu. He breathed a sigh of relief. Xie Lu squatted down, gently pinched his frostbitten ankles, and precisely placed them into the shoe holes he was holding.
He turned around and buried his head in the other person's arms, his fist hidden in his pocket clenching tightly. He said expressionlessly, "You scared me."
The rest of the group gathered in the castle's study, where Nan Ke listened to Jiang Yang and Ji Yang recount their experience of going up to the tenth floor.
Three days ago.
The incident occurred after Jiang Yang and Ji Yang went down the elevator from the blood bank.
Before getting off the elevator, they saw Mr. V. At that time, Mr. V's eyes were bloodshot, and his once clean and white clothes were wrinkled and covered with bloodstains. Jiang Yang asked him, "I have some extra clothes here, do you want them?"
Mr. V wiped the blood from his hands onto his clothes, forced a smile, and asked, "Will it still be clean?"
"Do you know whose blood this is?"
"Yes, I changed it. Tsk tsk, succubus blood, how do you think you can escape me now?"
"Such a strong reaction! You really like it, don't you? Baby, you're so tight down there...mmm...relax..."
The images flooded his mind, and Mr. V couldn't help but lean against the wall and dry heave. In the early stages of the experiment, the little succubus's blood was the first to be extracted. E used the succubus's blood as a catalyst, repeatedly seducing, manipulating, and humiliating him in the bathtub, but he! He actually had a shameful reaction!
He had originally thought of finding the succubus to break the bond with E and maintain his pitiful yet proud self-esteem, but what good would that do? E still existed, and as long as E was there, she would remind him again and again of everything that had happened before.
So Mr. V killed Mr. E.
As he was being dragged into a room by E from the underground auction, just as his pleasure with E was about to reach its peak, his remaining sanity led him to raise his cane and kill E.
But the Bat Hotel could no longer continue operating due to E's death, and he had to move everything there.
Ji Yang said, "Something seems a little off about his condition."
The two of them simply let Mr. V take the people and blood from the tenth floor out of the elevator in the blood bank, and then waited for about twenty minutes before catching up.
The elevator only has floors 10 and -1. The lighting on floor -1 is dim. Ji Yang cautiously used the paper doll to track them, but just as they entered a certain room, the iron door closed, and the system was interfered with, directly disconnecting from the No Man's Land. They couldn't even use their talents.
"What time is it...?"
This was the question Jiang Yang had asked most often in the past few days. The young man woke up with trembling eyelashes and tentatively stood up, but he was somewhat weak because he had not eaten or drunk anything for a long time.
“On the third day, in the morning, at 7:43:57...58…” Ji Yang’s voice was equally hoarse.
Suddenly, the young man collapsed heavily as if he had lost all his strength. Ji Yang reached out to catch him but touched a burning hot forehead. Helpless, he asked, "Why do you have a fever?"
The young man curled up in a ball, his fists pressed tightly against his abdomen as he unconsciously murmured, "Stomach ache...it hurts so much..."
Jiang Yang has always had a bad stomach, so Ji Yang knelt on the ground and placed his hand under Jiang Yang's head, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down.
He and Jiang Yang had already tried many possible ways to leave.
But...why...?
The paper figure followed Mr. V in. If that's the case, then at least Mr. V disappeared in this room as well. The room is dark, shrouded in thick blackness. He's walked around in the dark countless times these past few days. What's different about it...?
wrong!
Where am I?
The only restriction preventing the use of talents is the sanctuary. "Is this a sanctuary...?"
Just as he was muttering that, Jiang Yang in front of him stirred, "Kirby..."
Ji Yang didn't quite hear him and asked, "What did you say?" He then forcefully lifted the person's head, making the person lean against him. "Don't rush, speak slowly."
The young man shifted uncomfortably, but Ji Yang held him even tighter around the waist. Ji Yang gently patted his lower back. "Be good, don't move. There's no observation room here. I'll hold you for a while, so you'll be more comfortable lying down."
Jiang Yang felt Ji Yang's hand slowly massaging his lower abdomen. Before he could say anything, a spasm in his stomach caused him to cough violently. He quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth to prevent Ji Yang from noticing his unusual condition.
After a long pause, he swallowed the blood in his mouth and said succinctly, "Kirby said that the bats will always be in the same space as the one who opens the door," so Mr. V had never left the Bat Hotel before, and this place is still the Bat Hotel.
Ji Yang recalled his first day applying for a job in Blackrock City, and the job posting from the Bat Hotel.
Jiang Yang took it out at the right time. After taking it, his hands felt sticky. Without thinking too much, he rushed to the door, raised his hand and gently knocked on the door according to the rules. This time, after conforming to the rules of Blackstone City, there was finally a response in this dark and empty space.
The door opened.
The outside was no longer the view of the -1 floor; only a narrow path remained. Ji Yang helped Jiang Yang up and walked inside. Light gradually appeared before their eyes. After walking for about a minute and a half, they pushed open a small door and saw the place where Ji Yang and Xie Lunan had stayed that night.
The system connected, and Jiang Yang immediately broke free from Ji Yang's hand, asking in a distant tone, "Do you have any medicine?"
Ji Yang glanced down at the blood on his palm and asked coldly, "Where are you bleeding?"
The observers, who had finally managed to restore the connection between the observation rooms, were filled with question marks.
"No! What are you two doing?!"
Under Ji Yang's intense gaze, Jiang Yang quickly gave in and honestly said, "My stomach hurts, and I vomited blood."
Ji Yang paused in his purchase of medicine from the mall, then added two more bottles of nutritional fluid and handed them to the person, saying, "Have something to tide you over."
After barely regaining their strength, they were greeted by a new uninvited guest.
The Hanged Man said, "You probably don't want me to attack you at this time, so come with me."
Jiang Yang was still debating whether to try to resist, but Ji Yang knew that the appearance of the Hanged Man meant that everything was destined to be unchangeable. He pressed Jiang Yang down, looked up at the Hanged Man, and said, "Let's go."
...
"Is the Hanged Man also at the Bat Hotel outside?" Nan Ke asked curiously. "And what about Mr. V?"
Jiang Yang thought for a moment and said, "I think it is true, because we also discovered that there is a complete experimental production line in the Bat Hotel, and the Hanged Man doesn't seem to be trying to hide it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Nan Ke glanced at Kirby and Xie Lu without making a sound. Kirby avoided their gaze, touched his nose, and asked in confusion, "That's not right. If the experimental base is in the Bat Hotel, then why did those half-human, half-ghost test subjects come out of the shelter?"
"The key point is that we found nothing when we burned down the shelter."
"Then burn down the Bat Hotel too," Nan Ke said viciously, since the experiment was going to be destroyed eventually anyway.
Nan Ke led Jiang Yang to set fire to the place. Xie Lu was about to follow when Ji Yang stopped him. Xie Lu asked, "What's wrong, boss?" Even Jiang Yang couldn't help but stop and look at him.
Ji Yang gripped Xie Lu's arm tightly, saying, "It's just setting a fire, what danger is there? I need to talk to you." He only let go after Xie Lu nodded. Xie Lu originally wanted to tell Nan Ke, but when he chased after him, all he saw was a figure walking out of the castle.
Xie Lu couldn't help but stand back by the window in disappointment. Ji Yang moved to his side and stood with him. Outside, Jiang Yang caught up with Nan Ke and the two walked away side by side. Ji Yang said, "Even if you win on the judgment seat, you still can't leave the land of no man without a body."
"Hey, maybe one day he'll return to the real world and won't even remember me."
"But you know perfectly well that Nan Ke will never forget you."
Xie Lu was stunned for a moment. "I know, I know everything." He used to think that he was just a substitute in Nan Ke's memories. Instinctive jealousy tormented him to the point of madness. He envied that person. He often questioned why he couldn't become... him.
But later at the Bat Hotel, he met the first generation, the man who survived on longing.
The man said, "Only if I die can Black Rock City be protected." He scoffed, he didn't care about Black Rock City at all. The most important thing in his heart was Nan Ke. But the man still said, "Only then can Nan Ke be protected."
Okay, even if it's him, as long as he can protect Nanke, it doesn't matter if he dies.
No!
Xie Lu suddenly thought of something.
"No! If you die, Nan Ke won't be able to live either."
"It's okay, it's enough that you're by his side."
"Not enough! Not enough at all! He wants you!"
“We are one, you don’t need to worry.”
The man was persistent, and the harsh winds of the wilderness had created subtle differences between them. Xie Lu caught up with the man and said, "Go and keep him company."
Tears streamed down his face silently. Xie Lu lowered his head and buried his face in his hands, his shoulders shaking as he sobbed uncontrollably. Ji Yang silently withdrew from the study, while Nan Ke outside the room was also weeping uncontrollably.
There was no arson involved. It was simply giving two awkward people a chance to express their feelings. Back when Jiang Yang and Ji Yang were brought back by the Hanged Man, the Hanged Man had already said, "The chariot has given up, and all towers related to the experiment will be terminated." However, he didn't mention Mr. V's whereabouts, but that's something they don't need to consider for now.
At 10 p.m., the sky was overcast, and the smoke of battle that had lingered in the city for three days finally died down.
Jiang Yang stood on the edge of the castle's rooftop and looked into the distance, where he could see thousands of lights shining brightly.
Ji Yang was helping Kirby move fireworks downstairs when he looked up and saw Jiang Yang with his arms propped up on the wall and his hands supporting his face. His Adam's apple bobbed as he asked Kirby, "Do you have any wine?" When he went back upstairs, he was already carrying wine and glasses.
Hearing the noise behind him, Jiang Yang lifted his eyelids and turned his head. His cold gaze made Ji Yang feel restrained. Ji Yang cleared his throat with a light cough and mustered his courage to say, "Kirby said that the castle will not be detected by the No Man's Land."
"I know," Jiang Yang replied. He was used to the panel and often didn't turn it off for convenience. The red notification on the panel was still flashing. He thought Ji Yang's use of Kirby as an excuse was a bit clumsy.
But he was curious about what Ji Yang planned to do next.
...
But when the two were actually together, Ji Yang suddenly became quiet, unlike his childlike self in the chat box, or his tough and bold self in the dark. This made Jiang Yang wonder if he had been too cold and harsh to Ji Yang just now.
"How do you think Nan Ke and Xie Lu will resolve this?" Jiang Yang broke the silence first. Yu Guangzhong and Ji Yang's lips pursed into a straight line. Ji Yang said, "As long as there are no regrets."
...
Silence again.
To be fair, Ji Yang is currently in a real dilemma. After going through countless plans in his mind, he's torn between wanting to implement them and not knowing which ones to choose, wanting to try them all but not daring to...
As he was thinking, his palms became sweaty, and he secretly reached down to wipe them on his pants. Just then, he heard Jiang Yang ask, "Why are you touching me?"
Well, he made a mistake. He almost stammered when he tried to speak again, and most importantly, he suddenly asked Jiang Yang, "Want to drink?"
...
The wine was brought out by Ji Yang to bolster his courage.
Jiang Yang hardly drinks alcohol.
Seeing Ji Yang's awkward expression, Jiang Yang said, "Okay."
Fireworks went off downstairs at 11 p.m.
Along with the fireworks debris, fine, icy snowflakes also drifted down.
Slightly tipsy, Jiang Yang stood on a chair and stretched out her hand to reach it. In her impatience, she simply stepped onto the wall. Ji Yang was helpless, but his eyes were full of undisguised doting affection. "What do you want to get? I'll get it for you, okay?"
Jiang Yang crouched down, his flushed cheeks framed by a pair of dreamy yet affectionate eyes. He asked, "Can you catch me?"
"certainly."
The young man opened his arms, closed his eyes, and fell steadily into the man's embrace.
His exposed hands were red and cold, which made Ji Yang feel a little sorry for him. "It's snowing, let's go back."
Fireworks exploded again.
Jiang Yang opened his eyes, and the man's aura gradually approached him. The fireworks illuminated Ji Yang's appearance, and Ji Yang's pupils clearly reflected his image.
The man braced his hands against the wall, instinctively panicking and trying to escape, but his escape route was firmly blocked by the man. His tense breathing became more and more obvious in the fireworks. He bent his arm and stood between the two of them. Before the man could feel disappointed by his rejection, his heart began to pound violently under his touch.
At the same time, Jiang Yang raised her other hand and slowly calmed her chaotic heart.
Fireworks exploded once again.
Jiang Yang asked, "When should we put it?"
Ji Yang replied, "It's exactly twelve o'clock."
The fireworks were incredibly intense this time, and they had to shout very loudly to hear each other. Under the cover of the fireworks, Jiang Yang's lips moved slightly, and Ji Yang froze on the spot. He hugged Jiang Yang tightly, tears streaming down his face.
There are ten minutes left until the New Year.
Jiang Yang took two more gulps of wine, then pulled Ji Yang down to squat down. He briefly touched Ji Yang's lips with his index finger, and Ji Yang, attracted by the touch, moved closer. His face, which hadn't turned red even after drinking almost a whole bottle of wine, instantly turned bright red when Jiang Yang's hot breath hit him.
"Are you hot?" Jiang Yang's eyes shone with mystery.
Ji Yang responded, and Jiang Yang stuffed a snowball down his neck.
Jiang Yang's laughter echoed on the rooftop. Ji Yang sat down against the wall. A thin layer of snow covered the rooftop. He pretended to be angry and unexpectedly threw the snowball he had gathered at someone.
There are only three minutes left until the New Year.
Ji Yang pleaded, "When will you kiss me?"
The young man turned his head and kissed his Adam's apple. He said listlessly, "Not enough."
The young man kissed the man's chin again, his teeth grinding against the flesh. Ji Yang trembled slightly, then pressed his advantage: "What will our relationship be tomorrow?"
The young man took a breath, straightened his upper body, and knelt on the ground. He covered the other person's eyes with his palm, and through the eyelashes fluttering between his fingers, their cool lips met.
"Jiang Yang, do you not know how to kiss?"
Just as the young man was about to leave, the man beside him turned around and enveloped him entirely in shadow.
Ji Yang's hand gripped his sensitive waist, and he passively tilted his head back, but unexpectedly, Ji Yang precisely captured the soft flesh on his lips.
His teeth were pried open, and the gentle licking inside his mouth made him tremble slightly, causing him to lean towards Ji Yang as if he had lost his weight.
The fireworks stopped at the very first minute of the new year.
As they calmed their breathing in the snowy night, Ji Yang, filled with impulsiveness and fear, stepped forward and affectionately nuzzled his face with the tip of his nose.
Happy New Year, Ji Yang.
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