When Gu Jun drew the reverse spiral triangle on Wang Ruoxiang's head, the yellow talisman in his left hand glowed.
Suddenly, Wang Ruoxiang's pale face finally showed a different expression than it had been recently. She wrinkled her face in pain and let out a loud cry, "Ah!"
Uncle Dan reported to the headquarters, Cai Zixuan summoned the medical team from the base, and Wu Shiyu kept his eyes on Gu Jun's mental state.
But only Gu Jun knew how he felt at that moment.
His consciousness seemed to have entered a whirlpool, no, a maze.
If one took out the entire neural network of the brain, it would be more complicated than the most complicated maze that humans had ever designed.
At that moment, Gu Jun felt like he was trapped in this maze. He needed to pull Wang Ruoxiang out from it. The neural network was tangled together but each led to a different direction. It was as if life was filled with endless possibilities …
He calmed his mind and thought back to the instructions on the talisman.
This was a drama, not life. Here, things would always follow a predetermined path, leading to the same ending.
No matter how chaotic the stage was, there would always be a main character, a person who was driven mad by the King in Yellow …
Suddenly, Mr. Wang Erde's ugly face appeared before Gu Jun's eyes. It was covered in scratches and had a pair of light red artificial ears.
"Mr. Gu … looks like you know the kingdom of Hastur is coming, you know the whole world will kneel before the black star in the sky of Carsala … so you're here to seek a better job … You want to ask, am I not already dead? Why do you still cling to this superficial concept of death after experiencing so much … You like movies, right? The people who died in the movie, when you replay the movie, they are still there … Hehe, you want to die, right? Only death can give you the greatest release. Every time you start anew after the pain, your eyes will fill with tears, is that so … "
'Demon, get out of my way, I'm not here to debate with you today! '
Gu Jun exerted all his strength. His current mental state was only stronger than before he had the PEEK Skull in his head.
A torrent of mental energy surged forth, bringing with it the power of the City of Dusk, bringing with it the mystery of the reverse yellow secret talisman.
"Hiss …" Mr. Wang Erde hissed hoarsely. Like some kind of dark creature in an underground tunnel that was hit by sunlight, his body was instantly burned.
Wang Erde's voice was filled with hatred and disgust, "Mr. Gu, do you really have to do this? Do you really have to do this? You've made a stupid choice. Hastur knows everything … Be careful, be careful … You're walking towards your own doom …" Wang Erde's voice was laced with hatred and disgust.
Gu Jun was not shaken by this confusing voice. There were plenty of existences that told him to be careful of, so one more wouldn't make a difference.
"Every mortal is walking towards destruction. Of course, I'm the same. However, it's a hundred years of retirement."
When he saw the stage, he grabbed Wang Ruoxiang's figure and pulled her back. "Class Rep, let's go!"
"Gu Jun?" Wang Ruoxiang's eyes were blurry like she was slowly waking up from a deep sleep. However, she was still aware of what was happening. "You've saved me again."
"Uncle Dan said this is how doctors work …" Gu Jun pulled her away. He leaped onto the stage and broke through the curtains. "Saving people is our duty!"
At the same time, the reverse yellow talisman in his hand glowed brightly before disintegrating into dust.
Gu Jun's heart squeezed. The scene before his eyes froze. He could not help but breathe heavily. His mental power had been greatly depleted …
"Tycoon Jun, how is he?" Cai Zixuan rushed over nervously.
The emergency medical team was already waiting outside the ward at top speed. CPR, ECMO, and everything else were ready.
"Uncle Dan, you'll be responsible for giving him chest compressions." Wu Shiyu stood beside Uncle Dan. "I'll be responsible for CPR."
"It's … it's fine …" Gu Jun took another deep breath. "There's no need for that yet."
As for Wang Ruoxiang, who was sitting on the sickbed, her eyes gradually regained their vigor. She blinked her eyes, then blinked again. Her breathing was no longer weak, and her pale face was rosy again. Her vitality had returned.
Wang Ruoxiang shook her head. Her eyes scanned the four of them. Suddenly she mumbled, "The Yith was wrong, the Yith was wrong …"
Her eyes were wet. Only then did she taste the joy of victory.
Wu Shiyu walked forward to put his hand on her shoulder. He frowned and raised his brows. "The smell of formalin … It smells so good!"
Following Wu Shiyu's words, joyful laughter echoed in the sickroom. Uncle Dan cheered. Cai Zixuan could not help but recite a poem, "Without a bone-chilling cold, how can one smell the fragrance of plum blossoms!"
Gu Jun's emotions were surging. City of Dusk, Randolph Carter Foundation, he really had to thank them this time.
The news of Wang Ruoxiang's awakening quickly spread to the higher-ups. Tong Ye, Yao Sinian and the rest were overjoyed. The dark cloud that had been hanging over their heads had been swept away. But that was not all, this was a happy beginning.
The City of Dusk, the Phecda World's alliance with this human organization was a ray of light in the darkness.
It was not the light of dawn, it was not the light of noon, it was the light of the setting sun.
Perhaps it would fade soon but on the eve of the descent of darkness, it was still resisting.
After Wang Ruoxiang recovered, she still had to go through some procedures but there were no problems. She was indeed transported to another world of the King in Yellow. Different from Gu Jun and Yu Chi, she had experienced the same scenario 1003 times.
No matter what she did, no matter how hard she struggled, she could not change the correction of the power of drama. It started again and again and again, leading to the ending and starting again.
Experiencing the tragedy of a madman a thousand times would be a great torture for anyone's mind.
Before she was rescued by Gu Jun, she was already at the edge of madness. She started to suspect Wang Ruoxiang's identity.
Even now, as Cai Zixuan said, it was hard to tell whether it was Zhou Zhuang dreaming of the butterfly or the butterfly dreaming of Zhou Zhuang.
It would take a while for this feeling to subside, but perhaps in the middle of the night, he would suddenly wake up in a cold sweat.
On the second day after Wang Ruoxiang woke up, Gu Jun communicated with Tong Ye and the other higher-ups about another matter.
The Mental Pillar Technique.
This would change the structure and structure of the Special Mobile Force, and it would allow the members to work more closely together.
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