"My Lord, the target person's spirit has been pulled into an unfinished world, No. X01..."
A cold and hoarse voice slowly spoke in my ear.
"No. X01?" The young man was startled, and quickly steadied himself, pressing the wound with one hand, his expression changing from shock to anger.
"That's the 'world' I built! What do you want to do by putting him in it!?"
Different from other small spaces, Space X01 is a real world.
Every person inside is real.
Those were the souls that the young man had put in after hypnotizing the memories one by one with the help of the kaleidoscope mirror, and he firmly believed in the hypnotized memories.
He wants to be God, the creator God.
This is a shortcut to becoming a god without having to create the world step by step in a disciplined manner.
Now we are only taking the first step and putting our souls into it, making them think that they were born into that world.
"His mental power is so strong that a small space cannot trap him. Only the real X01 can confuse him."
The cold and hoarse voice said calmly.
"Also, if his spirit is lost in the X01 world and cannot wake up, it will be a huge gain for us."
"Oh!"
The young man pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed disdainfully.
"You've actually learned to make excuses and reasons. Do you think that I will forget what happened before? I won't let it go..."
"He is a soul of merit, full of golden light of merit, which is of great help to the creation plan."
A cold and hoarse voice interrupted him.
The young man paused, his eyes rolled slightly, and he pondered for a moment. Finally, his eyes turned cold and he said sternly: "So what? Even if I can make his spirit lost in the world of X01, I will not leave him behind!"
His only remaining intact right eye looked resentfully at Luo Zheyu, who was floating in the air with his eyes slightly closed.
Feeling the pain in his left eye and shoulder, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words.
"If you don't remove the roots of the grass, it will grow again in the spring breeze."
"I want him dead now!"
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Deathly silence.
The cool wind wandered through the streets and alleys, floating unsteadily, as if quietly exploring something.
All the creatures deliberately lowered their voices.
The whole sky was gray and covered with a layer of haze. The light was dim and the sun was hidden under some thick cloud, blurring the time.
"ah--"
A scream broke the silence.
It's the voice of a young girl.
Hidden in the darkness, countless eyes opened and watched quietly.
Indifference, pity, regret, fear, and anxiety.
Cruelty, greed, blood, desire, and eagerness to try.
"Hu...Hu...Go away! Get out!"
The young girl gasped and screamed in panic and brutality, accompanied by the sound of an iron rod hitting flesh.
When the iron rod hit the opponent and slightly slowed down the opponent's speed, the young girl did not want to fight anymore. She turned around and ran, holding the iron rod tightly in her hand.
"Help! Help! Open the door, is there anyone there?!"
She stopped and knocked hard on the door of a house on the side of the street.
This is a business and the door is closed at this time.
It's not just this one store, all the shops on the entire street are closed. If you walk through this street and look somewhere else, you will find that the doors and windows of every household in the entire city are closed, and there is not a single person on the street.
There were no vehicles on the road.
After knocking on the door several times quickly, no one answered or opened the door. The young girl quickly ran a few steps and knocked hard on the door of the next store.
"Is there anyone? Help me!"
The door banged, the door panel shook, and a lot of dust fell.
No sound came from inside the door.
The young girl had a look of despair in her eyes. She tightly grasped the half-meter-long iron rod in her hand and looked behind her.
The blood-red figure caught up with her and was only a few steps away from her.
She quickly turned and ran away.
In the shop where the girl had just knocked hard on the door, the old man who was standing by the door with a hunched back and a kitchen knife tightly grasped, his whole body tense and even his breathing lightened, quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
But he still stood quietly by the door, without turning around and leaving.
He was listening carefully to the noise outside. He heard the girl running away, and heard something else chasing her all the way past the store door.
The sound of the steps was strange.
It was light and fast, and when it fell to the ground, it made a sticky "pop" sound like a webbed foot.
It's somewhat similar to the sound of human bare feet stepping on the ground.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
"Help! Help me! Please open the door!"
“Bang, bang, bang!”
"There's only one monster following me, only one! Help me, please..."
The young girl knocked on the door hard all the way, and her cries for help gradually faded away.
The old man stood at the door, stunned for a while, touched the corner of his clothes with the hand that was not holding the kitchen knife, pulled up the corner of his vest and rubbed his cloudy eyes.
He sighed quietly.
There was a slightly wet spot on the corner of his vest.
"Get away, don't come over here!"
The young girl held the iron rod tightly in both hands, pointing it at the blood-red figure, panicking and terrified.
As he backed away, he let out a trembling warning cry.
Across from her, the blood-red humanoid creature paid no attention to her warning and quickly pounced on the young girl.
Its entire body, except for the human shape, was covered in blood, including the head, face, and facial features, which were all bumpy. Occasionally, a strange red sticky liquid would drip from its body and fall to the ground, leaving traces on the street.
"Get lost—"
The young girl screamed in panic and swung the iron rod, hitting the blood-red figure hard.
The blood-red figure did not dodge or evade, but continued to rush towards her, taking the blow hard and knocking the young girl to the ground.
"ha……"
It made a hoarse sound and opened its mouth wide, and other colors finally appeared on its fleshy body - sharp teeth and a big black mouth.
As her mouth opened wide, blood-red flesh threads were pulled out from her upper and lower lips, entangled together, and sticky.
The blood-red figure leaned over and bit the young girl's shoulder.
"Ugh..." The girl used the iron rod in her hand to press against its figure. She clenched her teeth, her eyes wide open, veins bulging on her forehead, and her facial expression became hideous and distorted because she was using too much force.
“Go to hell!”
The blood-red figure was finally pushed away.
But just push it away a little.
The young girl rolled and crawled to her feet, and ran into an alley in panic.
The blood-red figure chased after him relentlessly like a fly that could not be driven away.
After running a few steps in the alley and turning the corner, the girl looked ahead at the alley entrance blocked by a wall with a look of despair on her face.
This is a dead end.
Turning around, the girl looked at the blood-red figure running towards her, her eyes gradually becoming fierce.
"I'll fight you...!"
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a sudden voice from behind him.
"Don't move."
The voice is steady and clear like a spring.
Following the sound was a sharp arrow.
The arrow was sharp and pointed, emitting a faint cold light and bringing with it a gust of cold wind. It shot out rapidly from over the young girl's head, very close to her.
Feeling the wind brought by the sharp arrow flying over her head, the young girl's scalp suddenly tightened and her hair stood on end.
I always feel a chill on the top of my head, as if half of my hair has been shaved off.
"call out……"
The tail feathers trembled slightly, and the arrow head pierced steadily into the center of the blood-red figure's eyebrows.
The blood-red figure rushed forward two steps out of inertia and slowly fell in front of the young girl.
The girl took a deep breath, prepared to retreat, and then she stretched out her toes to kick the blood-red figure that had fallen to the ground.
The other party didn't move at all.
She then let out a sigh of relief and her body relaxed.
"Come here quickly."
The voice as clear and cold as a spring sounded again.
The girl turned around quickly.
She saw a person squatting on the wall that had just blocked her escape route.
A man between a teenager and a young man.
He was wearing a black shirt, black trousers, and a wide silver-white belt that was a bit exaggeratedly large.
Slender figure and unique temperament.
In his right hand he held a half-meter-long crossbow, which was now resting on his arm. His head was slightly tilted to the right, and his eyes were aiming at the young girl through the crossbow in his hand.
The young girl suddenly felt her scalp explode, blood flowing backwards, and every cell in her body was screaming danger.
But he could only stand there stiffly, unable to move.
"What are you doing? Come here."
The man said in a calm tone.
When he raised his right hand, the crossbow in his hand naturally changed its position, with the arrow head pointing towards the sky.
The face that was just obscured by the crossbow arrow appeared in the eyes of the young girl.
The semi-long hair is smooth and gently falls on the side of the face.
His eyebrows are long, his nose is straight, his lips are slightly pursed, and his facial features are clear.
This is a face favored by God.
But what is more outstanding than this face is the eyes.
It is like a knife blade or thin ice, sharp and shining, so dazzling that people dare not look directly at it.
The girl suddenly came to her senses and realized that she had unknowingly walked towards him as he said.
She stood at the foot of the wall, looking up at the other person.
The man was half-crouching on the edge of the wall, looking down from above.
The light was dim in the grey sky, but the girl seemed dazzled by the sunlight.
A clean, strong hand stretched out before my eyes.
The girl narrowed her eyes and put her hand over it.
The whole person was easily lifted to the edge of the wall.
"Walk."
The man uttered a word, stood up, holding a crossbow in his hand, and walked along the wall in another direction.
The girl's scream just now will definitely attract a lot of monsters, so we can't stay here.
Looking at his back, the girl realized that he had an quiver hanging on his waist.
There were several sharp arrows like the ones that had just killed the blood-red figure, and some were just sharpened branches or sticks.
…………
"Thank you for saving me, thank you..."
"My name is Lu Xi. I ran out of food at home and was hungry for several meals. I wanted to go out and find some food to take back, so I came out to adventure. As a result, I encountered such a powerful monster... Thank you so much for saving my life! May I ask, what is your name?"
The girl, Lu Xi, had red eyes and looked at the man's back and asked.
He paused, looked up at the gray sky, and thought for a moment.
A name seemed to come to my mind naturally.
Late summer.
If you think about it more carefully, more information will emerge.
Xia Mozhi, 20 years old, lives in XX Province, is a junior this year, has average grades, and is easygoing...
Friends, family, teachers, neighbors…their personalities, their relationship with Xia Mozhi, etc., as long as you think more deeply, they will all come to mind.
It is very detailed and well-reasoned, and it seems that everything is true and traceable.
But he always felt it was fake and strange.
His name is not Xia Mozhi.
His name should be...
What’s your name?
I can't remember.
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