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Pain!

Pain!

Pain!

Apart from the pain, there was only the abysmal fear left: I'm going to die. I'll die soon. What does it feel like to die? It surely won't be the same as traversing. From now on, there will be no me in any world. Even this thought and this fear of mine at this moment will vanish.

No!

I don't want to die!

Gao Yang struggled to open the half eye that was being squeezed by the tentacles. Something seemed to be floating in front of him.

Look clearly. A translucent hexagonal star, emitting a faint golden light. It rotates quietly, seemingly waiting for someone to touch it.

Gao Yang didn't know what this was, but his instinct told him that this was his only chance to survive.

He exerted all his strength to lift his left hand, approaching the hexagonal star in the air little by little.

Immediately... It's about to be touched immediately.

"Ah!" The intense pain drained the strength from his body and his left arm drooped down.

"Is this what humans are like? Human blood, the taste of humans..." Li Weiwei was too excited, her voice panting delicately, "So beautiful! So wonderful!"

Gao Yang's head was like a raw egg in Li Weiwei's hand, ready to break with a gentle squeeze.

She was reluctant to destroy him so quickly. She tried her best to restrain herself and control the critical point of crushing the prey's head. She wanted to savor to the fullest the fear and despair of humans when they were on the verge of death and struggling.

These emotions are too precious.

Finally, the final climax is coming. Li Weiwei's body trembles crazily because of excitement: "Gao Yang, you are a good person. I like you... I love you..."

"I want you!"

Give me, please give me everything of yours!

The power of the tentacle strangulation slackened for an instant.

Gao Yang seized the fleeting opportunity and suddenly raised his hand, hooking the hexagonal star in the air with his middle finger.

Drop

[System Activation]

[Information loading...]

[Loading completed]

[Name: Gao Yang. Age: 18 years old.]

[Gender: Male. Race: Human.]

[Status: Awakened.]

[Talent: Luck. Serial Number: 199. Rune Type: Miracle.]

I'm going to activate the skill

Gao Yang couldn't speak, but the voice in his heart could still be recognized by the system.

[Luck is a passive skill and cannot be used]

- Then what's the use of you! I'm dying! Save me quickly! Someone save me! Gao Yang shouted in his heart

[The visit is over. The system is hidden.]

Drop

The system disappears.

Everything happened in an instant. The hexagonal star in front of Gao Yang disappeared, but he still couldn't do anything. How unwilling! But there was no hope left.

He closed his eyes and waited for death.

Strange! Why haven't I died yet? Why is the pain starting to ease? Why is the power of the tentacles strangling my head fading bit by bit?

"Whoosh - " The tentacle became limp and retracted back into Li Weiwei's arm.

Gao Yang slumped to the ground, relieved from suffocation and pain. He covered his neck and coughed desperately: "Cough... cough!!"

He looked up while coughing.

Li Weiwei's arms had already returned to normal. Her eyes were wide open, her face was blank, and there were tears in her eyes: "Why... why..."

Gao Yang's gaze fell on Li Weiwei's chest. A long and narrow Tang knife pierced through Li Weiwei's heart from behind. Li Weiwei's body curved backward, like a fish pierced by a harpoon.

Gao Yang stood up. He finally saw clearly that it was Qing Ling. She was standing behind Li Weiwei, holding the handle of the Tang knife with both hands.

"Qing Ling? Why... are you here?"

"Get out of the way!" Qing Ling repeated coldly.

"OK..." Gao Yang hurriedly stepped back.

"Stand behind me." Qing Ling said.

Qing Ling quickly drew out the knife. Blood sprayed wildly from Li Weiwei's chest. The road ahead was splashed scarlet.

Gao Yang forcibly held back the urge to vomit. He then discovered that the Tang knife in Qing Ling's hand didn't have a single drop of blood on it.

Only to see Qing Ling holding the black handle with one hand, and placing her slender index finger on the tip of the knife with the other hand. She gently slid it down along the blade, and the nearly 150 cm Tang knife immediately disappeared.

Gao Yang was stunned.

Is this magic? Sorcery? Or a supernatural ability?

Qing Ling didn't even look at Gao Yang: "Don't ask anything. Go home immediately. I have destroyed the nearby surveillance cameras. None of what happened here has anything to do with you."

"But..."

"You know nothing." Qing Ling's eyes were like a sharp blade, staring closely at Gao Yang.

" Qing Ling gave a gentle leap, climbed over the two-meter courtyard wall and disappeared into the darkness.

It was late at night. Gao Yang left the scene quickly and ran all the way back home.

Both parents had already gone to sleep. Only the younger sister was still curled up on the sofa, playing with her phone. When she saw Gao Yang at the door with scars all over his face, she was greatly shocked.

"Wow, what happened to your face?"

"Oh, this..." Gao Yang was so eager to get home that he actually forgot about the injuries on his face.

"Oh, I see!" The younger sister suddenly understood: "You are cosplaying a zombie!"

"Ah, yes... That's right!" Gao Yang went along with what his sister said: "Isn't this special effects makeup realistic?"

"Just like the real thing." The sister smirked.

Forget it. What happened was too sudden and absurd. His mind was in a mess and he had no spare energy to deal with it. It would be even more troublesome if his parents, who were about to wake up, saw him later.

Gao Yang found the medical kit in the living room cabinet and ran directly to the bedroom.

He closed the door, calmed down a little, took out the disinfectant and cotton swabs, disinfected the wounds on his face and put on Band-Aids. Then he disinfected the wounds on his arm, and wrapped it with gauze. The whole process was so painful that he gritted his teeth, grimaced and was sweating profusely.

After dealing with the wounds simply, Gao Yang lay tiredly on the bed.

Fear and shock replaced sadness. Gao Yang only felt that everything that happened tonight was extremely unreal.

Li Weiwei... His classmate. They have known each other for over ten years. They trust each other and can talk about anything. But suddenly, she has turned into a man-eating monster?!

Gao Yang would rather believe that she was eaten by the monster and then impersonated by the monster. Just like in the story of Little Red Riding Hood, the wolf ate the grandmother and then pretended to be the grandmother.

Could it really be like this?

There are too many things that I don't understand.

The wound is still aching faintly. Have I been infected? Wouldn't it be the case that when I wake up tomorrow morning, I'll also turn into a man-eating monster?

Gao Yang was very disturbed.

The hexagonal star in the air appeared again at some unknown time, floating quietly in the air before one's eyes.

Gao Yang turned over and sat up, reaching out and touching it.

Drop

[Enter the system]

[Congratulations! You have survived for 3 hours successfully]

[You can obtain 3 lucky points]

—Why?

[Talent: Luck. Serial number: 199. Rune type: Miracle.]

[Function: You can obtain 1 more lucky point for every 60 minutes of survival.]

—So that's it. What's the use of lucky points?

[The attribute panel has various attribute values. You can use lucky points to permanently increase any attribute value.]

—Open the attribute panel. [Physical strength: 10 Stamina: 10] [Strength: 10 Agility: 10] [Spirit: 10 Charisma: 10] [Luck: 0]

Gao Yang studied it. He had played games and basically understood that the first six attributes should correspond to blood, defense, attack, speed, magic, and control. As for what that "luck" represents, it might be evasion or the chance of getting equipment drops?

There are only 3 lucky points in hand. Adding to anything is very meager. Gao Yang's sight returned to that conspicuous number.

[Luck: 0]

—Luck? My talent is luck, right? What's the difference between the two?

—It feels like the talent of luck isn't so great. Can I change to other talents?

[No

—Open the talent list. Let me take a look.

Instantly, a densely packed talent table unfolded before Gao Yang's eyes.

Gao Yang saw "Serial Number 199" at the top at a glance, which was exactly his "Luck". Strangely, the talents of Serial Number 198 to 1 were all hidden.

"Dong dong dong." Someone knocked on the window.

[Access ended. System hidden.]

Gao Yang sat up abruptly. A dark shadow had already opened the window and jumped into the room easily.

It was Qing Ling. She was wearing the sports shorts and short sleeves she usually wore during training. Under the moonlight, her slender limbs were as white as congealed fat.

"You..." Gao Yang was just about to speak.

Qingling nimbly jumped onto the bed, her bare feet stepping on Gao Yang's chest, pushing him back onto the bed: "I'll ask, you answer."

"OK..."

Do you like men or women?

"Women."

"OK." Qing Ling crossed her hands and grabbed the corner of her clothes, pulled it quickly, and took off the short sleeves: "Come on."