Two days later.
Irin was lying on the hospital bed.
He was wearing a blue striped hospital gown.
Although the gown was clean and did not smell, the strange sense of déjà vu made Irin feel like he was back in the Gotham Nursing Home.
The past two days … were quite peaceful.
God knows what he went through in the past two days.
When he thought of the embarrassing things that happened in the past two days, Irin had the urge to kill everyone.
Of course, this was just a joke.
But when he was in a "weakened" state, it was indeed very damaging to his image.
He vaguely remembered that Zhao Yulong came to visit him a few times and even found a senior psychiatrist to see if he should be sent to a mental asylum.
— Bunk with "9528."
He also let Old Pan revisit this place.
When he thought about how he almost became Pan Zhengyi, Irin was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.
He could imagine that as an "apostle," once he was taken in by a mental asylum, the security level would be terrifying.
Knock knock knock.
Someone knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Irin sighed and decided not to think about it anymore.
A sneaky figure sneaked in.
Wearing a hat, mask, and sunglasses, a very typical "Li Changge" style outfit.
"Haha."
Irin smiled as usual.
Li Changge laughed and quickly locked the door. After he let out a sigh of relief, he resolutely removed his simple and unadorned disguise.
"Sigh, how could a normal person become stupid just like that?"
Li Changge was not stupid. At first, he thought that Irin was pretending to be deep, but later he realized that something was wrong. Irin did not answer his questions and seemed to have become a little different.
"Sigh."
Li Changge sighed deeply again. Because he was beaten up in front of the Goddess Pagoda, his face seemed to be a little bruised. But that was not important. Li Changge had already ordered the highest quality facial mask from abroad. He believed that it would not be long before he returned to the peak of his looks.
"Boss, I, Li Changge, did not let you down. Even if you are stupid, you are still my boss."
Li Changge revealed a hint of sadness. He raised his head with a deep look in his eyes.
"Haha."
Irin smiled again.
Li Changge was very familiar with this smile.
Anyway, no matter who said anything to Irin, Irin would only laugh foolishly. It was impossible to communicate with him normally. He was another Pan Zhengyi.
This was a bit uncomfortable.
Li Changge sit down on the bed.
Head down.
Eyelids drooping.
He didn't notice that Yi Lin's smile carried some coldness and faint killing intent.
Suddenly!
Li Changge magically pulled out a … brand-new rattle drum from behind him.
Da da da da da.
Li Changge had a wicked smile on his face. His style suddenly changed. He shook the rattle drum hard and said with a smile, "Do you want to play? If you want to play, just say it. Call me boss. I, the handsome Li Changge, will definitely not refuse you. "
Irin smiled coldly. She thought of the series of stupid things Li Changge had done in the past few days when she was in a "weak" state. Irin raised her psychokinesis without hesitation and condensed it into a palm the size of a cattail leaf fan. It was invisible and colorless. Then, she slapped Li Changge's face fiercely.
— — The kind that slapped to death.
Slap!
Left cheek.
"F * ck!" Li Changge was stunned by the sudden slap. "Who the f * ck hit me?"
Slap!
Right cheek.
"Who the hell hit me again!"
Slap, slap.
Left and right.
Li Changge was scared to tears. Why did he suddenly feel that this experience was so familiar?
Slap, slap, slap, slap.
Irin did not distinguish between left and right. She slapped Li Changge's face fiercely.
Finally.
Irin felt better.
Well, the psychologist was right. If some negative emotions were not vented, it would indeed affect a person's mental state.
At least, the ECG monitor next to Irin stabilized a lot after slapping Li Changge fiercely.
Thank you, Brother Changge.
"Eh? Li Changge? Why are you here? "
Irin "suddenly" woke up. She frowned and looked at Li Changge, who was sitting on the chair next to the bed. "When did you come? Also, why is your face so swollen?"
Li Changge was already out of breath from the slaps. When he heard Irin's normal voice, he suddenly woke up. He lay on the bed and hugged Irin's thigh, crying. "Boss, boss, boss! Save me! Save me! I seem to be haunted again! "
"Oh —" Irin suddenly realized. "Something happened again?"
Li Changge nodded frantically with a swollen face.
Perhaps it was because Li Changge was used to being whipped, but this time, there weren't any messy special effects that popped up.
Irin had a straight face and silently pointed at Li Changge's back. "Are you sure it's' again '? By the way, the mother spirit behind you … It seems that you haven't dealt with it yet? "
Li Changge was dumbfounded.
That … seemed to make a lot of sense!
Ever since that incident was over, everything had calmed down. Li Changge was able to sleep comfortably in the middle of the night. He no longer tossed and turned in bed, and he no longer slept alone … He even forgot that this was a supernatural incident.
Now that Yi Lin had mentioned it, Li Changge suddenly recalled that this female spirit seemed to be a ticking time bomb, ahhhh!
"Boss, save me!"
Just as Li Changge was desperately hugging Irin's thigh.
Someone knocked on the door again.
Li Changge looked at Irin. It was broad daylight now. Li Changge had no choice but to silently open the door.
"Eh? Brother, what's your name? "
The person who came was little Fatso.
The strong version of Erpang.
In the "Haiting City incident", Li Erpang first drank a huge bottle of magic potion, then lost weight. Now Li Erpang was desperately eating all kinds of high-calorie food to replenish the lost fat.
While chewing on a synthetic chicken leg, Li Erpang saw that the person who opened the door was a stranger whose head was swollen like a pig's head. He couldn't help but frown and resist the urge to slap him.
After all, he couldn't tell if this person was an enemy or a friend in such a short time.
The relationship between apostles was very dangerous.
"Su me! Su me! Li Changge! "
Eh?
Li Changge had just finished speaking when he suddenly felt that this scene was inexplicably familiar. It was as if something similar had happened at a certain time and place.
"Li Changge?" Li Erpang shouted, "What kind of evildoer is this! You dare to impersonate Li Changge? See if I don't beat you to death Fat Lord! "
"I really do like Li Changge!" Li Changge wanted to cry but had no tears.
"How do you prove it?"
Li Changge thought for a while and quickly gathered his emotions. Suddenly a chrysanthemum flower bloomed behind his back.
"Oh! It's really you! Then it's fine! " Li Erpang nodded with a calm expression. Then he put away his eager slap and asked curiously, "How did you get beaten up like this? Was the grass powder discovered? "
"… …"
At this moment.
Li Erpang's body shrunk a bit.
"Uh, sorry, Sister Su, I'll go in now, I'll go in now."
Li Erpang was kicked by Su Xiaosu behind him. He was so scared that his chrysanthemum flower tightened and quickly opened the door.
Su Xiaosu lowered her head and squeezed in through the narrow door.
You little fatty, you're really a clever little devil!
Irin saw Li Erpang's squinting eyes and instantly remembered the lewd words little Fatso said in this room two days ago.
Immediately.
Irin did not say anything.
Seizing the opportunity when Li Erpang and Su Xiaosu were standing side by side, Irin quietly simulated the shape of a small palm with psychokinesis and slapped Su Xiaosu's developed gluteus maximus a few times.
Puff puff puff puff.
She was worried that Su Xiaosu's muscles were too strong. If she did not use enough strength, it would be like being bitten by a mosquito.
And if she used enough strength … it was probably just right.
Sure enough, Irin had just finished slapping.
Su Xiaosu silently looked at Li Erpang and whispered, "Not here."
Li Erpang was dumbfounded. "???"
Seeing this, Irin nodded with satisfaction in his heart.
Little Fatso, you will be grateful to me in the future.
Perhaps, this was the legendary virtue of repaying evil with good.
"Eh? Kid, you're normal now? "
Li Erpang had no idea what had happened not long ago. He squinted his eyes and looked at Irin for a while before he came to his senses.
After all, in his opinion, with this kid's cunning level, it was impossible for him to be crippled so easily.
There must be a reason for this abnormality.
"It's okay."
Irin did not explain too much.
At this time, he realized that Li Erpang and Su Xiaosu were wearing the same blue and white striped hospital gown as him.
This was a little … nostalgic.
It really made Irin feel like he had returned to a nursing home.
"Hmm?"
Irin's heart skipped a beat.
He did not know if it was a coincidence, but not long after Li Erpang and Su Xiaosu came in, Zhao Yulong, Ou Lele, and Old Pan also came in together.
Zhao Yulong was a little surprised that Irin had returned to "normal".
He did not beat around the bush and directly asked about the reason for Irin's strange state for the past two days.
Irin had already thought of an excuse when he was violently slapping Li Changge.
Not long after Zhao Yulong raised his question, his expression was calm, and with a hint of a bitter smile, he used the excuse that he had already prepared.
It was nothing more than Zhang Huichun having too many skills. Irin had worked hard and used all his trump cards to finally kill Zhang Huichun, but before he died, he was still hit by Zhang Huichun's skill that forced him into a weakened state for 48 hours. This caused his mental strength to drop significantly, which led to the series of stupid things that followed.
Zhao Yulong thought about Irin's explanation carefully and did not doubt it. After all, it was reasonable.
Zhang Huichun had killed so many apostles. No matter how unlucky he was, he would still be able to obtain many tools and skills. From Zhao Yulong's point of view, it was already a miracle that Irin could kill Zhang Huichun and return to the real world alive.
As for the details of how Irin killed Zhang Huichun, Zhao Yulong did not ask too much.
After all, the details of everyone's skills were the biggest secrets. Zhao Yulong also did not want to force him.
Speaking of the whole matter, Zhao Yulong could not help but feel a little emotional.
He did not expect that Zhang Huichun, a mere level two apostle, could actually fool everyone and almost destroy the Goddess Pagoda. It really made one feel that this circle was mysterious and unpredictable.
Irin also conveniently asked about the follow-up of the "Zhang Huichun incident".
In the end, according to the statistics of all the corpses that were moved away from Haiting City, in this "Zhang Huichun incident", regardless of whether Zhang Huichun was the one who did it, just the number of apostles that died in Haiting City was as high as 212. This number seemed small, but Irin was very clear that this was a terrifying number.
When Irin killed Xiao Yang and took away his "apostle registration rights", his serial number was only "1010".
— — This was originally Xiao Yang's serial number.
Moreover, this was the result of Zhao Yulong's intimidation after he knew about the "reality mission". If not, the number of apostles that died would be even higher than now.
Irin carefully recalled everything that happened in the past two days.
Fortunately, he did not expose his biggest secret.
And … … everything in the "Duel Dimension".
Irin actually had many doubts in his heart.
But before he understood, Irin did not intend to tell anyone.
This included Zhang Huichun's identity as an "undead" and Zhang Huichun's "real name".
Irin's expression was calm as he easily fooled Zhao Yulong.
Zhao Yulong conveniently asked if Li Erpang and the rest had any plans to join the supernatural group.
Li Erpang: "I just want to quietly gain weight."
Su Xiaosu silently looked at little Fatso and shook her head.
Old Pan lowered his head and silently took out a baseball bat to stroke it.
Li Changge did not even think about it: "Don't mess around, I'm a superstar."
Faced with Li Erpang and the other two's different rejection methods, although Zhao Yulong felt that it was quite a pity, if he carefully thought about it, if he recruited these guys, they might cause more trouble.
Su Xiaosu and Li Erpang had special identities and family backgrounds. Li Changge had a lot of fans in the real world, so it was not convenient for him to do anything. As for Old Pan … … forget it.
In short, Zhao Yulong quickly gave up on the idea of recruiting new people after thinking about it for a while.
As for what he said, he would treat it as if he accidentally farted. After the smell disappeared, he would treat it as if he had never farted.
"Oh, right, where's Oda Wu?"
Irin only just realized that Oda Wu seemed to be missing from the small team that was involved in the entire "plan".
"Hehe, her? She left the next day. I heard that she was busy looking for the lost Spiritual Enhancement weapon in her family. "
Old Zhao did not hide Oda Wu's whereabouts. Then, he quickly showed a regretful expression. "Tsk, actually, it doesn't matter if little Fatso and the others join or not. They're dispensable. That little girl, whether it's me or the team leader, is very envious … What a pity, what a pity … Tsk tsk tsk."
When Li Erpang heard this, he shouted unhappily, "Old Zhao, if you say that, we can't be friends happily!"
Zhao Yulong winked and smiled vulgarly. "Could it be that you really want to be friends with our 'special group'? Hehe, sure … "
"Sorry to disturb you, goodbye! Ah no, from now on, we won't see each other again! Uncle Zhao, please be magnanimous, I'm still a child! Don't look for me again in the future! "
Li Erpang only then remembered that getting involved with the special group was not a good thing. He was so scared that he let out a bunch of words and left Irin's ward at the fastest speed without stopping.
"… …"
The others looked at each other.
Half a minute later.
Su Xiaosu also politely said goodbye and seemed to be chasing after little Fatso.
Irin watched Li Erpang and Su Xiaosu leave one after the other and could not help but say seriously, "True love."
Zhao Yulong also felt quite emotional. "That little Fatso will definitely become a great person in the future!"
Pan Xiaozheng: "Heh, that's pretty good."
Li Changge: "… …"
Ou Lele: "… …"
Hmm?
A moment later, everyone came to their senses. Suddenly, all of their eyes were focused on Zhao Yulong.
In the future? Great person?
When they thought about it carefully, it seemed a little strange.
"Hmm? Why are you looking at me like that? "Zhao Yulong did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Everyone silently shifted their gazes away.
Zhao Yulong chuckled and chewed on a tasteless gum. He said to Irin, "Hmm, it just so happens that you're also … normal. I was originally thinking about whether to send you to the shelter … hehe, you know, you can't blame me. Cough cough, in short, what are your plans next? "
Everyone present was an apostle. Even if Old Pan was crippled, he could still be considered half an apostle.
Therefore, Irin did not hide it and smiled slightly. "There's nothing going on in Qingcheng for now. It doesn't matter whether I go back or not. Next … I should focus on preparing for the next trial."
"Since you're fine … do you want to take a ride on the helicopter and return to the capital with me?"
The capital?
Irin lowered his head and pondered for a moment.
It seemed … that it was not impossible.
Right.
Molly had also said that she wanted to help him do some related examinations to determine if there were any other abnormalities in his body.
Hmm, after hearing Zhao Yulong's words, it seemed like a good idea to take a trip to the capital before the next trial.
Moreover, Irin had another idea … that he wanted to try.
Thinking of this, Irin smiled slightly. "Okay."
…
Ou Lele and Zhao Yulong left together.
They left Old Pan behind again.
It seemed that after leaving Old Pan behind, Zhao Yulong was visibly relieved. He did not know why.
But later, Irin casually mentioned this matter. Zhao Yulong told Irin that for the past two days, Old Pan had been sitting alone in the corridor in the middle of the night, silently stroking a strange stick. He was so sad that he had frightened many patients and young nurses who had urinated in the middle of the night.
— This was a story for later.
The military helicopter returning to the capital would arrive at Haiting City around noon tomorrow.
"Boss? You won't leave me behind, right? Didn't you say that you would never leave me in this life? "
Li Changge began to cry again.
Seeing Li Changge so miserable, Irin could not help but feel a little guilty. If he had not slapped Li Changge so hard just now, Li Changge would not be so scared now.
Perhaps no one would know that in the entire "Zhang Huichun Incident", there really was an "ownerless spiritual weapon". It was just that no one had been able to find it.
Irin thought for a moment and asked, "Are you sure you've tried everything that could be a spiritual weapon?"
Li Changge nodded.
"Hehe, actually, it's not only things that 'look' like weapons that can become 'spiritually attached weapons'. Some spiritually attached weapons can even be a toothbrush, a pack of tissues, a car. In short, basically anything you can think of, or even something you can't imagine, can become a spiritually attached weapon."
"The f * ck? It can actually be like this? "
Irin's words immediately made Li Changge reveal a shocked expression. This had indeed exceeded the limits of his imagination.
"I, boss, I'll f * cking go and find it!"
When Li Changge heard this, his eyes lit up. He seemed to have some ideas, so he directly pulled Old Pan and ran out. No one knew what he had thought of.
Thus, the room became quiet again.
"Phew —"
Irin suddenly stretched out a finger.
He focused all his attention on his fingertip.
He was silent.
On Irin's fingertip, there seemed to be something condensing together without warning. The light around his fingertip was faintly distorted.
A moment later.
Irin was sweating profusely.
He put his hand down again.
"As expected, it's not that easy … Well, this is a more advanced technique. Forget it, when we reach the capital and the surroundings are safer, I'll give it a try. "
Irin did not intend to continue tormenting himself in the ward.
He was afraid … If it exploded, it would be troublesome.
Previously, Zhao Yulong did not want Irin and the others to appear too special. He did not arrange for Irin, little Fatso, and the others to be in a special ward. This was just a normal single room. Basically, anyone with a little money could stay in it. It was not too special.
However, Zhao Yulong had also secretly planted many people, enough to ensure the safety of these fellows.
Moreover, Li Erpang and Su Xiaosu seemed to have fallen quite badly. However, on the second day after they were admitted to the hospital, they were already jumping and jumping around. Their injuries had long recovered by more than half.
This was the advantage of being a strength-type apostle … their vitality was terrifyingly strong.
After Irin woke up, he actually understood one thing.
No matter what, perhaps there would be situations where everyone would cheat each other. However, in general, these guys did not take advantage of his "weak state" to hit him when he was down. This was enough to be called "good friends" between apostles.
Although Li Erpang did not mention it, he still stayed in the hospital after jumping and jumping around. His ward was right next to Irin's. He probably wanted to watch over Irin for a few more days to see if Irin could return to normal.
Of course, this kind of friendship was limited. If Irin could not return to normal after half a month, with little Fatso's shrewdness, he would not foolishly continue waiting.
After all, the relationship between him and Irin was not to the point where they would not leave each other in life and death.
When night fell.
Li Changge and Old Pan, who had gone out to look for the "Spiritual Weapon", finally returned to the ward.
It was said that when Li Changge was beaten up to this state, the people in his company did not recognize Li Changge at first. It was only after his manager, Zhang Hanlu, tried hard to recognize this version of Li Changge that Zhang Hanlu finally recognized. Zhang Hanlu was so scared that he almost could not help but call the police.
"You found it?"
Irin smiled slightly.
"Yes, I did find it …"
Li Changge frowned. His expression was indescribable.
Irin was slightly stunned. Then, without saying anything, he released Bai Xiaoyi.
— — "Eye Insertion".
Oh?
As expected.
This time, the sobbing mother soul behind Li Changge had disappeared without a trace.
"Oh?" Irin was a little surprised. "Looking at your expression, could it be that this Spiritual Weapon is bound to your soul?"
Li Changge was shocked. "You, you, how did you know?!"
Old Pan laughed. "Bah! Scumbag! "
Li Changge: "…"
Seeing that Irin had already guessed the outcome, Li Changge did not continue to be coy. He reached into the storage space and took out a gray card.
The front of the card was extremely strange.
The upper half of the card was completely covered by black hair. The black hair fluttered like a demonic spirit, and the eyes were as black as ink. The lower half of the card was a pure white dress, the kind that was untainted by even a speck of dust.
Li Changge crushed the card.
Countless spots of light quickly gathered in Li Changge's hands to form … a pure handmade doll.
The handmade doll was a little like a cartoon version of a mother soul. It was less strange and more adorable.
Finally seeing the true face of this Spirit Augmentation weapon, Yi Lin thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "Could this be a curse-type Spirit Augmentation weapon?"
Li Changge's face was gloomy as he nodded helplessly.
"A curse-type …" Irin nodded. This was a little out of Irin's expectations.
But thinking about it carefully, it seemed that this could explain why the mother soul was clinging so tightly to Li Changge's back.
It seemed that it was really … a fanatic.
A curse-type Spiritual Weapon was impossible to guard against. Although it was not directly lethal, if Li Changge used it just right, it would indeed be very troublesome.
Although Yi Lin was a little curious, she did not ask for a rebuff.
After all, a curse-type weapon had restrictions, such as hair, body fluids, and the like. Perhaps there were other strange conditions.
She believed that as long as Li Changge was not an idiot, after seeing the attributes of the Spiritual Weapon, he would not reveal such confidential information.
"Wait, this curse-type Spiritual Weapon is actually not bad. It is also a rare type. Why do you have such an expression?"
"Because …" Li Changge sighed deeply, "I'm not handsome enough!"
Irin: "…"
Li Changge added recklessly, "As long as your Charisma is similar to mine, I think you should be able to understand how I feel. Sigh …"
Irin suddenly had the urge to hang Li Changge up and give him another round of beatings.
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