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Chapter 201 Chapter 201
Chapter Two Hundred and One
There was instant silence in the air.
Mo Yi opened his eyes tentatively. In his sight, there was darkness and nothingness without light and shadow, as if the dark undercurrent in the deep sea was quietly surging. He saw that his whole body seemed to be covered with a thin layer. Membrane, the narrow vacuum will separate him from the sticky cold jelly outside.
He slowly moved his numb fingers, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange about his current state.
Although the heaviness and malice that made him breathless still exist, it seems to be very far away. The huge and terrifying thing can only bring a slight tremor on his bare skin.
Mo Yi retracted his gaze and looked down at his left hand.
Amidst the chaotic darkness, the ring tightly tied at the root of his finger was flowing a slight red light, as if it were a drop of solidified blood falling into the thick black ink, he thought about it carefully. Then he asked:
"So, shouldn't I have heard what you said?"
The other party's answer this time was much quicker than before, but the incredible voice in his voice did not diminish a little bit:
"impossible!"
The ring's voice was cold and deep, and it sounded like the hiss of a poisonous snake with endless malice.
Mo Yi raised his eyebrows slightly—in fact, he was not audible from the outside world, but after being involved in the black glue in the game, it was as if the medium between them was opened up, and the truth was not true. Clear, but looking at the ring now, it seems that even it did not anticipate the result.
Just hearing the ring speak again, the shock just now disappeared without a trace, it slowly said:
"I can't stay here for long. Soon you will be swallowed by the darkness around you and become a part of the game forever and ever, or... You can tell me your wish, and I can help you realize it. What do you think?"
In the end, there was a sweet and gentle bewitching in its voice: "So... do you want to go out?"
The psychological hints contained in the ring sound almost made Mo Yi answer subconsciously, but he clenched his fingers hard, and his fingertips were deeply embedded in the already crusted wound in the heart of his hand. The fiery pain made his brain instantly sober. .
Mo Yixin's mouth trembles slightly, but the face is still calm:
"But I will be swallowed by you instead, don't we already know the result of this?"
The ring's voice cooled down again, and the hoarse and eerie hiss returned to its voice again:
"You always have to try to know, don't you?"
It laughed coldly, and then continued: "However, none of what I said just now is false. I can't stand it for too long here. You are here to die in vain. It's better to hurry up. Chance, at least to say goodbye to your little lover before death."
Hearing that the ring connects the word Wen Chen and the little lover, it's really unreasonable.
Mo Yi coughed lowly, suppressed the awkward feeling that had risen in his heart, and then turned to ask:
"So, you know you can't resist the game, but do you still choose me? Why?"
Mo Yi wanted to ask this question when he was talking to Klaus. After all, according to the information provided by Klaus, this is likely to be the only time the ring actively chooses the host, and it is likely to be at the beginning of the entire dungeon. I have already focused on myself, and I was on the first day of the first week, and only the piano sound he heard was the first step for the other party to lead myself into the set.
Why is it so costly?
The ring’s voice was filled with incomparable enthusiasm and excitement: “Because, it really is—too fragrant, too fragrant, too fragrant, too fragrant... Such a painful and tortured soul, but so fragrant, So hungry... So hungry, so hungry, so hungry—!"
There was no useful information in its words, and it continued to repeat meaningless sighs later. The almost greedy tone almost numbed Mo Yi's back. He bit his scalp and interrupted the crazy hiss of the ring. : "So, where is the fragrance? I don't think I am different from others—"
The enthusiasm in the ring's voice cooled down, and the gloomy dense forest slowly said: "Do you know why I like "love", because "love" destroys and subversively reshapes the soul of a person. There is no other human being The emotions of mankind can reach such a point, whether it is the love of men and women or the love of things outside the body, it is the perfect seasoning with fragrance, forging the human soul into painful, desperate, joyful, countless different appearances... …"
It paused, and its voice suddenly became lighter, almost to the point where it was almost impossible to hear what it was saying without paying attention:
"But you are different... plus... hey."
The ring made a gloomy, weird smile.
Mo Yi wanted to continue to ask, but the ring sneered and said: "But no matter what you want to ask me, I can't answer you. This has nothing to do with the game. It is the law on which I exist, so Don’t try to talk from me."
Mo Yi had no choice but to swallow his doubts into his stomach again.
The ring gritted his teeth and continued:
"Damn game, I originally felt that its monitoring of this copy of me was a lot relaxed, plus the nourishment I got in all these years, I thought I could take advantage of this opportunity-but I didn't expect it to still I stayed one more hand and interrupted me at a critical moment..."
As if aware of Mo Yi's silence from just now to now, the tone of the ring eased a little:
"So, I would advise you to think about my suggestion. I can set a precedent for you and collect my payment after you leave the copy, and give you a chance to say goodbye to the world and hug your love. , Instead of being swallowed by the cold turbid current like now..."
Mo Yi's eyelids drooped slightly, his pitch-black eyes stared into the deep darkness in front of him, as if he was seriously thinking about something...
In the next second, he lifted his lips slightly and laughed softly.
The ring's voice became gloomy again: "...what are you laughing at?"
Mo Yi raised his eyes, his pale face still calm: "Actually, you didn't actively want to protect me from these black substances, did you?"
His voice was low and affirmative, as if stating an established fact: "You have to protect me, because once I die, you can't live."
There was silence in the air.
Mo Yize continued dismissively:
"You have lived on the nourishment of Klaus's soul for hundreds of years, and based on his illusion, using Klaus as a tool, you are constantly devouring and grabbing all the players who were sent into it by the game, but I noticed that if you want to leave the host you chose before, you have to look for a second host, just like a parasite, but before you find it, you have to slowly consume the soul of the host you now rely on. Until you find the next one...because you are like a parasite, unable to leave the living body that provides you with nourishment. What will happen if you leave... Will you die?"
Mo Yi himself denied his thoughts: "I am afraid not, after all, you are never truly alive."
He smiled slightly: "I'm afraid you will fall into dormancy and deep sleep, until you find the next victim."
There was still a dead silence in my ears.
Mo Yi didn't mind, and said slowly following his own thoughts: "But, in such a thick and thick malice, how can you find your next host? Unless the game is merciful to let you go Come out, otherwise you will sleep endlessly-but how could the game forgive your betrayal so easily?"
His voice was deep and slow, and he said word by word: "Isn't eternal sleep synonymous with death?"
The ring was still silent, and the ruby on the finger was still gleaming, as if it was just something beautiful to strange jewelry.
Mo Yi waited patiently, as if he didn't mind the time passing bit by bit from his palm.
From one, he never believed in this ring. It has been feeding on humans for such a long time, and it has been carefully thinking about it, even tempting himself into its trap in an unsuspecting state, so Mo Yi is right The stupidity and kindness that the ring showed before did not believe it—From one, it knew what it said could be heard from the beginning, but it used that stupidity to confuse and mislead itself, making him lower his guard.
But what it doesn't know is that the reason why Mo Yi can stay on the throne of the strongest hacker for so long is not because he never makes mistakes, but because he can always organize counterattacks quickly and efficiently after mistakes.
-And never make the same mistake again.
So since he was calculated to wear the ring, Mo Yi would never take it lightly.
But Mo Yi also knows how to handle the negotiation. He considered the sentence and said again: "You should already know what I am doing and what I am targeting, right? The game is what I want to destroy and break. The goal."
He paused and continued: "And if we can get out, you won't be able to start under the close surveillance of the game, so it's better to do this. After I destroy it, I agree to enter your fantasy world again and give you a blow The chance to break me, you also lost the blessing of the game for you at that time. We played the game fairly and justly. If I was tempted by you, I would willingly offer my soul to my hands and fall into your reincarnation. How about ?"
This time, the ring finally spoke slowly, and its voice no longer had the exaggerated emotions that it had falsified before, and it became calm and flat:
"It's worthy of being the only host I like."
It seemed that it didn’t feel the slightest frustration at being seen through, and just said relaxedly and inquisitively: “However, you can be so confident that you can defeat the game—especially after knowing what a monster it is, I really am I take you with admiration."
Mo Yi smiled: "It's ridiculous. The reason why you are not afraid of the game is that you will not have any back-ups. After all, you have calculated my things. If there is no second plan, I don't believe it. It."
The ring’s voice was so cold that there was no emotional ups and downs, but it sounded a hundred times stronger than before:
"Of course I have a backup option-but how far you can go depends on how much you are willing to sacrifice."
It slowly said: "What I said before was not false. I can't break free in the mud of the game, but my law can be-you pay, I achieve."
It sounds no different from the previous option, but Mo Yi knows that the proposal of the ring means the openness and transparency of gains and losses-once it has made a transaction that is not public, the person who makes a wish for it does not know what he has to pay What, it’s like not knowing the specific terms in the contract.
And now Mo Yi has the power to choose terms.
The contract after this is reached is compelled by the laws attached to the existence of the ring, and both parties must abide by it.