Chapter 102 Efficiency

Apartment opposite.

Liu Shuyu leaned her back against the door and looked at Zhou Li, who was sitting on the sofa, with a deep gaze: "Can you explain to me why you, who claimed to have left the spiritualist society, would appear in He Jingtong's home?"

"If I say this is just a coincidence, would you believe it?" Zhou Li swallowed, cold sweat already oozing out of his forehead.

"What do you think?"

"I don't think you can believe it..." Zhou Li took a deep breath and then let out a long sigh, "There are many reasons why I live in He Jingtong's house, but I think what you want to know is not the reason, but what I want to do after living in his house."

"I have only one mission, to ensure that his true heart will not be tainted by selfish emotions. I hope that one day when he completely becomes a spirit, he can rely on all the memories of the original body to suppress his sinful emotions. And use the legendary power after becoming a spirit to seek benefits for this country."

"But the prerequisite for the mission you mentioned is still to acknowledge the 'correctness' of the Peach Blossom Spring Project." Liu Shuyu clasped her hands across her chest and looked down at Zhou Li who was lowering his head.

"You were obviously one of the victims of the Peach Blossom Spring Project in the beginning."

"Don't tell me that as a former victim, you didn't think of resistance and revenge, but of being complicit."

"Then what else should we do?" Zhou Li raised his head and looked back at Liu Shuyu's cold gaze.

He didn't seem to feel any shame for accepting this task.

"After ten years of being experimented on...even if the experiment was terminated, there would be few people who would still be able to resist."

"You, He Wanjin, and Lu Xue, the three of you are still able to hold on, only because none of you three have been lost. Unlike me, my two teammates, they died twenty years ago."

Zhou Li leaned heavily on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling, but his hands were particularly awkward, and he didn't even dare to put them on the sofa back to show his determination.

To be honest, he has always been confused.

However, since I actually moved into He Jingtong's house, this confusion has become even more profound.

"…What's the point of my resistance?" Zhou Liping looked at Liu Shuyu. "My resistance won't bring them back. But if I choose to push this experiment forward, once it succeeds, their deaths won't be in vain."

"Do you believe what you say?" Liu Shuyu sneered. She pointed to her head with her right hand and said, "Don't use the words you use to brainwash us to hypnotize yourself."

"If you really believe that the Peach Blossom Spring plan is correct, then when you see me, you should act as if nothing happened and continue to maintain your identity as an ordinary person who has long since left the spiritual master and the spiritual world, instead of directly explaining your so-called mission to me."

Liu Shuyu walked to the sofa on the other side and sat down quietly, letting the moonlight coming in from the window illuminate half of her body.

"And I don't mind telling you that all the experimenters who were once related to Peach Blossom Spring may have been captured by He Wanjin and Lu Xue."

"The time when ordinary people know about spiritual masters and spirits is also a great opportunity for many people, including us."

"Besides... forget it." Liu Shuyu wanted to say what purpose He Jingtong had achieved in this matter, but she felt that there was no need to tell Zhou Li.

"You should think about it carefully. In this prime period when spiritualists and supernatural beings are exposed to the public, the Peach Blossom Spring experimenters will sooner or later be exposed to the public's eyes, and they will be condemned by the world."

"Moreover, instead of pointing the shovel at ordinary people on the Internet who only know how to curse, it is easier to kill a chicken to scare the monkey by showing a zero-tolerance attitude and showing an attitude that those who conducted experiments related to Taohuayuan will not be let off."

"—unless you want to die with them."

Liu Shuyu turned her eyes to the clock on the side of the living room. After noticing that it was not late, she said, "I don't think I'm a saint, and I won't try to hold you back when you keep falling into depravity."

"If you really want to die, I can watch you die."

“That’s all I have to say.”

"It's getting late. I should go back." Liu Shuyu stood up from the sofa again.

Zhou Li listened silently as her footsteps faded away, until Liu Shuyu was about to turn the doorknob of the apartment.

He said in a hoarse voice: "In the final analysis, you just want me to give out the people behind me, so as to ensure that the executioners of the Taohuayuan-related experimenters will not miss any fish."

"Heh." Liu Shuyu laughed sarcastically, "I have always disliked men. I am useless and have a self-esteem that is difficult for others to understand."

"Speaking of which, you should also know about the information that the Elite Academy revealed to the black market about He Jingtong being a prophet, right?"

"Then do you know that the academy will never reveal all of his abilities to others?"

Liu Shuyu was referring to the function of turtle soup.

"This magical ability to verify a question through yes or no, even if it can only be used once every three days, I can find He Jingtong to verify if there are any fish that have slipped through the net after all the Taohuayuan-related experimenters I can catch have been executed."

"As long as there is real evidence, it is not impossible to torture you to confess." Liu Shuyu had already opened the door handle: "Let you confess voluntarily, just because we were classmates."

She then turned and walked away.

The clouds in the sky blocked the moonlight, and the room, which was originally unlit, was plunged into complete darkness.

Different from the few people who wanted to kill the Peach Blossom Spring experimenters - Le He, Zhuang Yifei, Liu Shuyu, He Wanjin, Lu Xue... they all had the same desire for revenge, but Zhou Li did not.

Just as he said, his two teammates died twenty years ago.

As for the so-called ties of family and friendship... Even though the Peach Blossom Spring experiment had been going on for ten years and was later terminated, Zhou Li, who tried to find his family, could only watch his parents and sigh with relatives and friends that his younger brothers and sisters had gone to a key junior high school.

However, before he was taken away, his parents had said more than once that they only wanted him as their one child.

Zhou Li certainly understood his family's actions, but he instinctively felt that there was no place for him in that home.

What else can be done?

I have persisted for ten years, are I just going to let myself decay and die?

Can't do it.

So he can only become a tool like Qu Shu.

However, Qu Shu has a firm goal and believes that he will be able to break free from control. However, Zhou Li thinks that no matter whether one is controlled or not, isn’t it all about living for the sake of living?

There was nothing to keep him alive, and no pressure to make him want to die.

Perhaps the latter was the last wish of two deceased teammates, or perhaps he simply didn't know how to die or how to live.

Just like that, after being a dog out of habit for ten years, I still can't learn how to be a human being again.

Zhou Li looked down at his palms. In the darkness, he could only see the outlines of his hands.

These hands can't save my teammates, nor can they support myself.

Betraying the experimenters at this time is really just like what Liu Shuyu said, it is useless and incomprehensible self-esteem.

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In fact, it doesn't matter whether Zhou Li betrayed or not. Liu Shuyu chose to say that just as an old classmate to find a way out for Zhou Li that was not really a way out.

The next morning, Liu Shuyu received a message from He Wanjin, which showed that Zhou Li provided him with a hidden list.

There were indeed quite a few names on the paper that Liu Shuyu didn't know. To be honest, Liu Shuyu had never even heard of one-third of the names on the paper.

Her expression gradually became serious, but she started to call He Wanjin again. After the call was connected, the first thing Liu Shuyu asked was: "Without evidence, there is no way to arrest these people."

After He Wanjin answered the call, he turned on the speakerphone. Another teammate of the two, Lu Xue, immediately replied, "When did a spiritualist need evidence to file a case?"

"Let's not talk about whether there are human ability biases or not. It's about retrieving memories. Just looking for evidence, we won't start investigating bit by bit like ordinary people."

Lu Xue said on the other end of the phone: "First, make sure there are no problems with the list. If there are no problems, we just need to work backwards. In three days at most, I can find enough evidence to sentence them to death."

"Then leave the verification of the list to me."

Liu Shuyu immediately thought of He Jingtong's abilities.

But expecting children to help without providing anything in return is a bit too much.

After careful consideration, Liu Shuyu decided to use his own ability characteristics to create a new amulet.

The characteristic of Liu Shuyu's ability is that she can materialize the power of the soul and form a kind of amulet, which she calls the soul jade bead.

And there can be up to three soul jade beads at the same time.

The function of the Soul Jade Bead is to protect the holder from fatal blows, so it can be considered a one-time life-saving item.

Liu Shuyu usually made three beads, one for herself and two teammates. This time, she used her own power to exchange with He Jingtong, but she couldn't make her teammates' soul jade beads ineffective. Therefore, Liu Shuyu removed the one she was wearing and made a warm yellow soul jade bead.

When she prepared the gift and went to find He Jingtong, the boy was "enjoying" the love from his teammates.

This is breakfast for two.

He Jingtong sat at the dining table, looking at the steamed buns, steamed bread, fried dough sticks, soy milk, and toast in front of him... and fell into deep thought.

"Are you sure we didn't eat this together?"

Qi Xueyi stuffed a pan-fried bun into his mouth, swallowed it, and said seriously, "Of course, these are all for you."

"I was planning to get up early in the morning to make you some healthy porridge, but when I thought about how that kind of porridge would take at least three hours to cook, I gave up. Then I thought, instead of eating something that takes a long time to cook, it's better to eat something that takes a short time to cook. As long as you eat a few more servings, the effect of nourishing your body will be the same."

Jian Zirui also took out several meatballs from her pocket.

"You usually eat too little, and you're always injured. Even if Qi Xueyi can improve your injuries by repairing your soul, it's not easy to regenerate the blood and trace elements that your body has already lost."

"Eat more."

He Jingtong: “…”

He had no choice but to knock on the door next to him and share the still steaming breakfast with Zhou Li.

The two teammates didn't care.

The reason why it is a double breakfast is that both of them think that the other person will only take care of themselves.

One of them ate normally, and the other ate meatballs as usual, but couldn't eat a single piece.

But out of consideration for my teammates, I thought of bringing some for them as well...

In the end, He Jingtong chose to soak the toast in soy milk and eat the steamed bun with one hand. Zhou Li soaked the fried dough sticks in milk and ate the bun with one hand.

We ensured that there was no favoritism and that all the good intentions of the two teammates were taken into account.

After breakfast, the three of them squeezed into the same car.

When the members of the "N" organization saw the three people, they were stunned.

The driver tentatively asked, "Isn't it a bit of a waste to have three people on one mission?"

"Then why don't you take a mission that's a little bit difficult. Leave the relatively simple missions to other spiritualists who can act independently." Qi Xueyi really didn't want to see He Jingtong get hurt again.

"Anyway, I have to be with my teammates. I can't survive without them, do you understand?" Qi Xueyi was really scared.

Watching He Jingtong standing on the edge of death again and again.

If one day he really fell down, what would he and Jian Zirui, as his teammates, do?

When Jian Zirui and Qi Xueyi were in the first grade, they never thought that the other would die suddenly.

During their first year of high school, they had just come into contact with the supernatural world and had not seen much cruelty. They also believed that the tasks assigned to them by the academy would not exceed their own abilities.

But starting from the second year of high school, all those cognitions were broken and reshaped.

The teacher who was doing human body experiments, a large number of A-level spirits, even the S-level spirits that appeared only three hundred years ago, appeared. Even his teammates might become the legendary spirits...

What if He Jingtong really became like that? Can they accept He Jingtong's death?

Qi Xueyi thought he couldn't accept it.

In this case, let us act together, live together, and die together.

When faced with his words, the member of the "N" organization wanted to say that he didn't understand, but he still honestly opened the spiritual master app and started to choose from the interface exclusively for members of the "N" organization.

After selecting an A-level spirit, the man asked cautiously, "Can A-level spirits be solved?"

"If the mission is urgent and there is no other spiritualist who is suitable to take over." Jian Zirui did not say that it would definitely work, but she had actually obtained an A-level certificate.

"Yes, there is no other psychic who is suitable to take over at the moment." The man introduced, "The mission is relatively urgent. The original owner of this A-level alien spirit is a rich family kid..."

After his family fell into poverty and went bankrupt, the rich second generation could not accept living a poor life and chose to drive a car to take revenge on society.

A total of three people died and eleven were injured. All three of the dead turned into spirits, but they were all C-level.

The rich second generation who chose to take revenge on society, perhaps because of his heavy sins, became a B-level spirit after he turned into a ghost, and then devoured the three C-level spirits, successfully evolving from B-level to A-level.

The incident happened yesterday, at 9pm when the night market opened. After the incident, the night market was closed and all staff were evacuated.

"Since the incident happened suddenly, there is no suitable A-level spiritualist to take over. Therefore, my colleagues can only unite the community police force to take away nearby residents and forcibly create a regional gap to prevent the evil spirits from causing casualties to related personnel."

When the member of the "N" organization said this, he lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "I don't know whether I should thank the previous live broadcast. This time, it was much more convenient to take the nearby residents away than before."

"But it could also be because the alien spirit also watched the live broadcast and didn't want to be found by the spiritual master, so it could only stay in a corner."

Members of the "N" organization drove the three people to the scene of the incident quickly.

After the car stopped, he continued, "This is what happened this time. But as to whether the spirit has any special abilities, we have not yet found out..."

"I hope you guys pay attention to your own safety at all times. If you can't solve the problem of the spirit, you can choose to escape. The weight of life will never increase or decrease because of your identity. Spiritual masters are also human beings. I wish you success in this mission."

The driver unlocked the car door.

The three of them got out of the car one after another. Before Qi Xueyi closed the door, he smiled and said, "When the mission is completed, we will call you. Remember to pick us up."

"I will."

It is impossible for members of the "N" organization to stay in one place for long, especially when events are growing explosively.

After this person sent the three of them to the mission area, he also had to pick up other spiritual masters.

After watching the car disappear from sight, the few people finally had time to look at the street in front of them.

Night markets are usually dirty and messy due to the large flow of people during the stall setting process. Although there are always people to clean up afterward, this time, there was a lot of garbage left on the street.

Torn plastic bags, cracked packaging boxes, overturned plastic benches and stalls, and a large number of trash cans gathered together, constantly emitting a foul smell.

After the incident happened last night, all personnel evacuated immediately, so of course there was no chance to clean up the environment.

At that time, He Jingtong was bending down and picking up a blood-stained crystal bracelet from the ground.

Jian Zirui also noticed the dark red on the blue crystal bracelet. She couldn't help but frowned: "This kind of scum who takes revenge on society deserves to die."

"I always feel that even if it turns into a ghost and is killed by us, it will not make people satisfied." Qi Xueyi crossed his arms across his chest with an unhappy look on his face.

He Jingtong picked up a collapsed stall. After he placed the blood-stained bracelet in a relatively clean area, the Nine Gates instantly appeared in his hand.

He said with a solemn expression: "The dead cannot come back, and our mission is to send the living spirits to death."

"Fishing enforcement?" Qi Xueyi raised his eyebrows and looked at the two sides of the street. The four-story buildings were not very tall and looked very old. After all the nearby residents left, this place looked like an empty city with closed doors everywhere.

"In such a large place, how can you accurately pinpoint a spirit that is afraid of death, timid, useless, or even afraid to accept a miserable future in life—"

Qi Xueyi deliberately spoke slowly and sarcastically. He pushed his white hair back sharply, revealing his smooth forehead. His eyelashes, which were also dyed white, made the sarcasm in his eyes even stronger.

In this quiet and deserted place, there was a sudden sound of something breaking from somewhere.

"To some extent, your taunting skills are no worse than Lu Shaoyuan's." Jian Zirui turned her left hand downward, and the talisman appeared in an instant. She swung it hard, and the bright yellow object in her hand flew rapidly to the left, to the third floor about twenty meters away from the three people.

The main door of the building was wide open, perhaps because the relevant personnel did not have time to lock it when they evacuated.

The talisman flashed by, and after reaching the window on the third floor, it instantly exploded and melted the anti-theft window.

Jian Zirui responded very quickly and said, "You go through the window, I'll go upstairs and let Qi Xueyi block the door."

He Jingtong followed suit and said, "Okay."

In just a blink of an eye, the two of them were already fifteen meters away from Qi Xue.

The ceremonial sword was unusually long. Jian Zirui knew that it would be inconvenient for He Jingtong to fight on the stairs, so she took the initiative to raise her legs and rushed to the staircase. At the same time, He Jingtong, who was outside the resident building, also jumped high by stepping on the anti-theft window on the first floor.

He had a strong physique. After hanging his hands on the anti-theft window on the second floor, he reached the window on the third floor in no time.

He Jingtong believed in the other two teammates, who had accumulated spiritual knowledge for more than a year.

Moreover, those who retaliate against society because they are incapable of changing their dissatisfied living environment also have excessively deep resentment in their hearts.

He Jingtong climbed into the window swiftly. His feet stepped on the glass fragments that were blown up by the exploding talisman, and he looked forward with a serious look.

"The sin of rage comes from one's own incompetence and resentment, and one cannot accept the ridicule and contempt of others."

He Jingtong held the Ming Jiuguan in one hand, his eyes were sharp like a shooting star in the night sky, and the tip of the knife seemed to be made darker by the shadows in the room.

In front of his sight, there were dozens of eyes on the body of the alien spirit.

Just like what the alien primarch fears the most, he cannot accept the changes in his own life and is also afraid of the gazes from the outside world.

Each of those eyes was surrounded by an extremely thick, dirty brown color, which was ugly.

The spirit is not big, about 1.5 meters tall, and its skin has a leather-like texture, giving a greasy and sickening visual impact.

There is a circle about one finger's width around each of the eyes.

When some eyeballs are closed, the ring appears to protrude like a gold coin.

The entire appearance of the alien reveals the ugly heart of the original before his death.

He Jingtong stopped observing and rushed forward with a knife in hand.

After all, it is just a spirit that has just achieved A-rank.

Its poor brain couldn't even align the live broadcast image in its memory with the congratulatory scene, but its entire body had already been pierced by the Nine Gates.

When Jian Zirui rushed to the third floor from the stairs, He Jingtong had already pulled back the sword, and the silver-white light on the Nine-Guan Sword was visibly dissipating.

And that ugly ghost, which was hard to describe, was also turning into gray-black dust and disappearing quickly.

Jian Zirui touched her nose, her tone half sighing and half sighing: "It's too fast, aren't you giving me no chance to show my abilities?

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