"Not good." The old man sighed. "You're so upset that you can't even die in peace."
"I don't want to die either. Can't you just let me go?" Huai Shi's breathing became turbid because the old man had already cut open his chest and taken out his broken lungs.
"See, they're all broken, all broken!" The old man wiped his sweat with his wrist and threw the things into the trash can. "Your lungs are gone. Why are you so annoying?"
"You can live for half an hour if you don't have a heart. Half an hour is fine."
"Stop nagging!"
The old man cut off the blood vessels entangled in the spine and pulled out his internal organs. Huai Shi never thought that it would feel like this when someone pulled out his intestines from his stomach … Ignoring the pain and fear, it actually felt cool.
"I've emptied you out. Accept your fate!"
The old man threw everything into the bucket. Blood and undigested food splashed on him, making him take out a rag to wipe his apron angrily. "What did you eat? It's so messy … "
"A traitor friend treated me to hot pot at noon …"
Huai Shi had already lost his breath. What was incredible was that he could still make a sound. Perhaps the fear of death had broken through his disguise. He had never felt so lonely and sad. He didn't want to die, but he wanted to find someone to talk to, so he kept talking.
"Have you eaten hot pot? You look like a foreigner. Hot pot is a specialty of China. Let me tell you, although Lao Yang's people are troublesome, his hot pot is really the best … "
"…"
The old man stopped talking and buried his head in dissecting Huai Shi's body. He carefully dug out his bones from top to bottom. Even if Huai Shi promised a lot of money, beautiful women, and other temptations, he didn't relent. Even if Huai Shi cursed him, he didn't stop. In the end, only a bloody skeleton was left lying on the dissection table.
He came naked and left naked. He took off his stinky clothes, but this guy was still f * cking alive?! And for some reason, he kept talking trash!!!
Even if the old man angrily used a chisel to cut open his skull, took out the steaming tissue and threw it into the trash can in front of the skeleton, he still kept persuading the old man to put down the butcher's knife …
"You've already been cut to this extent, why don't you hurry up and die?!"
"Who the f * ck knows? You son of a b * tch, psycho, old pervert …"
A hoarse, monotonous voice came from the skeleton. "I say, can you save me? I'll sell myself to you. As long as you're not gay, I'll do anything you say … Wait, I'm okay with being gay. Really, I can accept it if you're gentle … "
The old man's white hair stood up in anger, revealing the stitches on his face. He slammed the table in a frenzy, "Death is destined!"
"Even if it's meant to be, I don't want to …"
Huai Shi hesitated for a moment and tried to negotiate with him. "Can't I die after I've lived enough?"
"…"
The old man fell silent. He scratched his head madly and let out an irritated roar. It was as if his will to fight had been completely defeated. He bent down and slowly put away his knife, shovel, and scissors. He sorted them and put them back into the toolbox. He untied his apron, took out a comb, and carefully combed his messy hair.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!!!"
He suddenly roared and angrily threw the toolbox on the ground. He violently stepped on it, picked up the axe in the corner, and smashed the cabinet in the corner into pieces to vent his anger.
"F * ck, what the hell is this!"
He roared at the ceiling as if he was glaring at something. "Did you see that? He won! Take your test subject away from here! Immediately! I don't want to see him again! "
At that moment, time seemed to have stopped. Everything was frozen in place.
There seemed to be a door opening in the void. A ray of light shone from it and hung down, pulling him up slowly like a rope.
Huai Shi looked around blankly, not knowing what had happened.
He didn't know if he should follow the tradition left behind by his predecessors and turn around to give him the middle finger.
An instant later, he was swallowed up by the light.
Or perhaps it was better to say that he was' swallowed up '. The silver-gray light was like a sea that swallowed him up. He was pulled up by an invisible force, as if he were passing through the depths of the ocean. He could feel a terrifying weight pressing down on him from all directions. But what made him even more terrified was that every drop of water in this sea of silver light was so dense that it had almost condensed into liquid Origin Substance.
As far as the eye could see, it was almost limitless. It was impossible for a human's vision or perception to see the end of it. It was as if it covered the entire world.
The Silver Sea.
It was a sea of nothingness where all human Origin Substances were gathered. It was the source of all intelligence. It was a mighty existence that was above all miracles … … Crow's description once again appeared in his mind.
In that moment, he broke through the sea and was tossed into the air.
He floated in the void between the sea and the sky, gazing at the dark sky that was so pure that there were no impurities and the silver sea that flowed with endless light below his feet.
In the distance, he seemed to see two faint shadows sitting on the surface of the sea.
"Speaking of which, after seeing your picture last time, my daughter cried and made a fuss with me. She said that she wanted a Crow like her big sister … … I had no choice. At that time, I was in a hurry to leave, so I could only grab a pigeon and give it to her. She asked me why the color was different. I could only tell her that it was originally black, but when its mother gave birth to it, she ran out of ink … … Sigh, I haven't seen her for seven years. I wonder if she's doing well and how her studies are going."
A middle-aged man with sideburns sat cross-legged on the surface of the sea, smoking a cigarette and holding a can of beer in his hand. He helplessly complained to his' drinking buddy 'beside him.
He casually flicked the ashes of his cigarette into the sea of miracles below his feet.
"Don't worry, don't worry. I just saw her before I came. She's grown up quite a bit. She's already a slender and elegant young lady."
The Crow rolled a cigarette and the same kind of beer with its wings. It even patted the middle-aged man's shoulder: "Although the pigeon you gave her seems to have caused a small problem … … Ah, my contractor has come out."
The bearded man raised his eyebrows and glanced at it: "He looks ordinary. Is there anything special about him?"
"Does playing the cello count? The kind that can add points for the college entrance examination. "
"Is he that good? Is there any trick? "The bearded man's eyes lit up.
"Sigh, this is probably talent, right? Others can't learn it. "
The Crow flapped its wings, raised its head and drank the last of the beer in the can. It got up and said goodbye: "It's getting late. I'll take my leave first … … But then again, as the guardian of the Silver Sea, there are only seven natural enemies in the world. Is it really okay to let a fugitive like me swagger away?"
The bearded middle-aged man thought for a moment, scratched his face in distress and sighed: "Forget it. I'll get off work in two days. I've been slacking here for seven years. Can't you let me relax for a while?"
"Then I really have to thank you."
The Crow smiled graciously, spread its wings and flew into the distance.
That nimble shadow was reflected on the surface of the silver sea. It gradually elongated and danced like a flame, changing until it finally turned into a slender figure.
The black skirt rippled like water, spreading to the ground without a speck of dust. The edges of the simple style were exquisitely decorated with dark gold rust, like thorns extending up the edge of the skirt.
Just as Huai Shi looked up sluggishly, he only saw the slender legs exposed by the skirt, white and dazzling.
The back of the long dress was hollowed out, revealing the smooth and clean back, as well as the gorgeous patterns that covered almost the entire back.
Countless crimson colors intertwined, forming a strange and solemn pattern, as if it was constantly changing, making people unable to see it clearly.
Soon, the strange tattoo was covered by the black hair that draped over her shoulders.
Just as Huai Shi was stunned, she raised her head, revealing a mature and delicate side face.
"Let's go, my contractor."
She hugged a familiar box, hooked her finger at the youth, and smiled proudly.
"I'll send you home."
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In that instant, in the suburbs of Xin Hai City, Huai Shi's bedroom, a terrifying wave of Origin Substance suddenly erupted!
A burning light lit up.
— — The Book of Destiny!
As if lifted by an invisible force, countless pages of the book flipped wildly, and a sea of Origin Substance appeared, turning into a burning flame.
That was the Origin Substance that it had continuously extracted from Huai Shi's body over a long period of time. Now, in the blink of an eye, it was burned to ashes, turning into endless light and transformations.
Page after page was burned into nothingness in the fire, until finally, only the title page with his name was left … …
On the title page, the incomplete moon began to grow again.
The last gap … … was closed!
After reading through countless deaths, and collecting the last of his own death, the endless records of deaths turned into pure ink, moving in the shadow of the moon, circling around the center of the circle, turning into a vortex that spun violently.
Countless deaths were madly colliding with each other.
Finally, it broke through the limits of the moon, tearing apart the bindings, revealing its solemn outline — — countless pitch-black deaths spun, turning into a giant vortex, holding up a violent circle. Sharp flames protruded from within, turning into its crown.
It was a ferocious pitch-black sun!
Beep!
As if it was an illusion, the heartbeat chart in the emergency room rippled weakly.
Life was renewed.
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