Ouch!
Pain, pain, pain!
In addition to the pain, there is only the abyssal fear: I'm going to die, I'm going to die soon. What does it feel like to die? Surely it won't be the same as traveling through. From now on, no matter which world there will no longer be me as a person, and even this thought and this fear of mine will also disappear.
No!
I don't want to die!
Gao Yang struggled to open his half-eye that was squeezed by the tentacles, and something seemed to float in front of his eyes.
Seeing it clearly, a semi-transparent, six-pointed star emitting a faint golden glow. It rotated silently, seemingly waiting for someone to touch it.
Gao Yang didn't know what it was, but instinct told him that this was the only struggle he could do before he died.
He tried his best to raise his left hand, a little closer to the six-pointed star in the air.
Immediately ... immediately going to touch it.
"Ah!" The intense pain drained the strength from his body, and his left arm hung down.
"Is this a human? Human blood, human flavor ..." Li Weiwei was too hyper and her voice was permeated with panting, "It's so beautiful! Wonderful!"
Gao Yang's head was like a raw egg in Li Weiwei's hands, breaking with a pinch.
She couldn't afford to break him so quickly, she tried her best to restrain herself, mastering the critical point of crushing the head of her prey. She wanted to maximize her taste for the fear and despair of a dying human.
These emotions, they were too precious.
She might not get a second chance in her life.
Finally, it was going to be the final climax, and Li Weiwei's body was trembling madly from excitement: ''Gao Yang, you're a good person. I love you ... I love you ..."
"I want you!"
"Give me, please give me everything you have!"
There was a momentary slackening of the power of the tentacle stranglehold, which was a precursor to the power.
Seizing the momentary opportunity, Gao Yang violently raised his hand and hooked the hexagonal star in the air with his middle finger.
[Beep--]
[System Activation]
[User information loading ...]
[Loading Completed]
[Name: Gao Yang. Age: 18.]
[Gender: Male. Race: Human.]
[Status: Awakened.]
[Talent: Luck. Serial number: 199. Rune type: Miracle.]
--Are you a system? Or a plug-in? I don't care! I'm going to use the talent!
Gao Yang couldn't speak, but the voice in his mind could still be recognized by the system.
[Luck is a passive talent, cannot be used]
-Then what's the use of you! I'm going to die! Save me quickly! Someone save me!
[Access ended, system hidden]
[Beep--]
The system disappeared.
Everything only happened in an instant, the six-pointed star in front of Gao Yang's eyes disappeared, and he still couldn't do anything. So unwilling, but there was no longer any hope.
He closed his eyes and waited for death.
...
Strange! Why am I still alive? Why is the pain starting to ease? Why is the power of the tentacles strangling my head fading a little?
"Clatter-" The tentacles loosened up and retreated back inside Li Weiwei's arm.
Gao Yang dropped to the ground, freeing himself from the suffocation and pain, he covered his neck and desperately coughed, "Cough...cough!!!"
He looked up while coughing.
Li Weiwei's arms had long since returned to their original state, her eyes were wide open with a bewildered look and tears in her eyes, "For ... what ..."
Gao Yang's line of sight slid down from Li Weiwei's face, her chest crimson.
Li Weiwei looked at Gao Yang unwillingly, still trying to reach out her hand towards him, "You ... are my ..."
"Bare--" a narrow Tang knife pierced Li Weiwei's heart from behind, Li Weiwei's body bent back like a fish pierced by a harpoon.
"Get out of the way." The voice came from behind Li Weiwei.
Gao Yang warily stood up, he finally saw that it was Qing Ling, she was standing behind Li Weiwei, her hands holding the hilt of the Tang sword, maintaining a stooping stabbing position.
"Qing Ling? How ... did you get here?"
"Get out of the way!" Qing Ling repeated coldly.
"Good ..." Gao Yang hurriedly took a step back.
"Stand behind me." Qing Ling said.
Gao Yang did as he was told.
Qing Ling quickly drew her knife, and Li Weiwei's front chest bled and sprayed blood wildly, the road in front of her was splattered with scarlet.
Gao Yang forced himself to hold back so that he did not vomit, and he then realized that the Tang sword in Qing Ling's hand was silver and white, and surprisingly, it was not stained with a single drop of blood.
Only to see Qing Ling holding the black hilt with one hand, placing her slender index finger on the tip of the knife, and gently slashing down the blade, the nearly 150cm Tang sword immediately disappeared, as if it had been folded into another dimension by her.
Gao Yang was dumbfounded.
Is this magic? Magic? Or is it an extraordinary ability?
Qing Ling didn't even look at Gao Yang: "Don't ask anything, go home immediately. I've already destroyed the surveillance in the neighborhood, everything that happens here has nothing to do with you."
"But ..."
"You don't know anything, say." Qing Ling's eyes were like a sharp blade.
"I ... don't know anything."
"Say it again."
"I know nothing."
"Say it again."
"I know nothing."
"Very well." With a gentle leap, Qing Ling tumbled up the two-meter courtyard wall and disappeared into the darkness.
...
Late at night, Gao Yang quickly left the scene and ran all the way back home.
Mom and Dad were already asleep, only my sister was still nestled on the sofa swiping her cell phone, she was shocked to see Gao Yang's face full of bruises at the entrance hall.
"Wow, what happened to your face?"
"Oh, this ..." Gao Yang was so eager to go home that he forgot that his face was still injured.
"Ah, I know!" Sister suddenly realized, "You're cosying up to zombies!"
"Ah yes ... that's right!" Gao Yang followed his old sister's words, "This special effects makeup is realistic, right?"
"Realistic! Just like the real thing." The younger sister laughed badly.
This girl, I don't know which sentence in her mouth is true and which sentence is false.
It was just a matter of what happened was too sudden and ridiculous, his mind was in turmoil, he didn't have any energy left to cope with it, and it would be even more troublesome if he had to be seen by his parents who were getting up in a while.
Gao Yang rummaged through the medical kit in the living room cabinet and ran straight to the bedroom.
He closed the door, calmed down a little, took out disinfectant and cotton swabs, sterilized the wound on his face, and put on a band-aid. Then he sterilized the wound on his arm and wrapped it in gauze, gritting his teeth and sweating from the pain.
After simply treating the wound, Gao Yang lay exhausted on the bed.
Fear and shock replaced sadness, Gao Yang only felt that everything that happened tonight was extremely unreal.
Li Weiwei ... his childhood friend, the two of them have been living together for more than ten years, they trust each other and have nothing to say, but suddenly, she 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 Grandma and then pretended to be Grandma.
But was that really the case?
Why was the one who was going to kill herself still talking about Vivienne Lee as if she was Vivienne Lee herself, and that was just her second personality.
There was too much to figure out.
The wound is also still aching, am I infected? Shouldn't I wake up early tomorrow morning and turn into a man-eating monster myself?
Gao Yang was distracted.
The six-pointed star in the air appeared again at some point, floating quietly in the air in front of him.
Gao Yang rolled over and sat up, reaching out to touch it.
[Beep--]
[Entering the system]
[Congratulations! You have successfully survived for 3 hours]
-What's there to congratulate, I just almost died!
[You get 3 Lucky Points.]
--Why?
[Talent: Luck. Sequence number: 199. Rune type: Miracle.]
[Effect: For every additional 60 minutes the talent owner survives, they gain 1 more Lucky Point.]
--I see. What's the use of Lucky Points?
[Attribute panel has various attribute values, you can use Lucky Points to permanently raise any attribute value]
--Open the attribute panel.
Physical Strength: 10 Endurance: 10
Strength: 10 Agility: 10
Spirit: 10 Charisma: 10
Luck: 0
...
Gao Yang studied for a while, he played the game, basically understand the front of the six attributes should be corresponding to the blood, defense, attack, speed, magic, control, as for the "luck" on behalf of what, may be the dodge, or is it the chance of exploding equipment?
There were only 3 Luck Points in his hand, so adding anything would be a shame, Gao Yang's line of sight returned to the eye-catching numbers.
Luck: 0
--Luck? My talent is luck, right? What's the difference between the two?
[Luck is a talent. Luck is an attribute.
--I'm not saying anything.
--I don't feel that Luck is a good talent. Can I change it to another talent?
No.
--Open the talent list, let's see.
Instantly, a densely-packed talent table was displayed in front of Gao Yang's eyes.
At a glance, Gao Yang saw the "Serial Number 199" in the header, which was his own "Luck". Strangely enough, the talent name and notes for serial number 198-1 were all hidden.
--Why can't I see anything?
The system is unable to display unexplored information for you.
--This system is too pitiful! How is it different from the system in the net article.
"Knock knock." Someone knocked on the window.
[Access ended, system hidden]
[Beep--]
Gao Yang sat up violently and the system ended automatically.
A dark shadow had pulled open the window and easily jumped into the room.
It was Qing Ling, she was wearing her usual training gym shorts and short sleeves, and under the moonlight, her slender limbs were as white as congealed fat.
She kicked off the sneakers on her feet with a nimble movement, untying her ponytail with one hand, her long black hair softly cascading down, resting on her plump breasts.
"You ..." Gao Yang was just about to speak.
Qing Ling lightly jumped onto the bed, stepped on Gao Yang's chest with her bare feet, and pressed his entire body back onto the bed, "I ask, you answer."
"Good ..."
"Like men or women?"
"Female, woman."
"Okay." Qing Ling crossed her hands and pulled the corner of her shirt, quickly pulling it and removing her short sleeves, "Come on."