After clearing the game, I became the villain BOSS

Looking at Qi Ling's empty and confused eyes that were slow to come back to her senses, the sly smile on Zhao Yiming's face deepened.

He held his chin high, as if he was already a winner, and deliberately used a slow tone: "Don't think I'm playing any tricks, and don't think this is a trap. The existence of this girl is real."

"After the Nemesis virus incident, I sent people to Morning Star Eden and found the genetic data samples of the receptors of the Super Brain Project in their database."

"Based on the sample, our genetic experts restored it at the biological level, created an identical individual, and used artificial means to accelerate the breeding, and finally she was born."

"The girl in front of you has exactly the same genes as Xiaoqi. From her figure to her appearance, even the mole on her body and the texture of her hair are exactly the same. Her age has also been restored to the 18 years old when she died."

"Of course, I know that the body is just a shell. It is meaningless if the appearance is the same. So, I gave her the same inner self as Xiaoqi."

"Using the memories read from the Ring of Secrets, I asked the company's most elite psychological profiler to conduct a comprehensive analysis of Xiaoqi. I created an absolutely accurate personality for her and transferred it into the girl's mind along with those memories."

"Do you know what this means? It means that her body, memory, thoughts, and personality are exactly the same as Xiaoqi's, from the inside out, from the physiological to the psychological."

"Her excitement and joy now were not taught by me, nor were they acted out. They came from her heart."

"Biologically speaking, she is the Xiaoqi in your memory, exactly the same, and remembers every single thing between you two."

"The only difference between the two is that the former Xiaoqi is dead, and you can never get her back. But this Xiaoqi is still alive and can accompany you for the rest of your life."

"Now, I will return this childhood friend to you."

Hearing these words, Xiaoqi seemed a little confused, because Zhao Yiming did not lie, she had all the memories of that year and remembered every detail of the past.

However, her memory stopped at the age of 18, when Zero was 12 years old. She used her last time to dig a tunnel connecting to the outside world. After saying goodbye to Zero, she was sent to the laboratory for the last time, sat on the experimental equipment, and then she knew nothing.

How come Zero has grown so big?

Why do I seem to have not grown up?

What happened all these years?

This man said that her past self was dead, what did that mean?

She knew nothing.

However, these doubts have been diluted by the joy of reunion. She met Zero again, just as promised, in the sunny world outside. This is more important than anything else!

Xiao Qi threw those distracting thoughts out of her mind, and gently stroked Qi Ling's face with her little hand. Her voice, which was slightly tearful, was full of joy: "Ling, let's... let's find a place to sit down and talk!"

"What happened in the past few years? How are you doing? You've grown up to be so beautiful, so many boys must like you. Do you have a boyfriend? You must tell me about your life. I want to hear it all!"

After a long silence, Qi Ling's eyes finally focused. Maybe she was still in shock, but she said nothing. She just raised her hand and placed it on Xiao Qi's face.

Feeling this touch, Xiaoqi smiled happily. She gently held the little hand on her face and looked at Qiling with a smile in her tears.

This scene of reunion after such a long time was so heartwarming, and it made Zhao Yiming's strange smile even more profound.

He is a chess player who is good at planning and strategizing. The secret of his success is that he can always see farther than others.

This hidden chess piece had already been laid as early as the April Fools' Society incident.

Was he playing any tricks? No.

He just understood human nature and made some use of "emotion", which is something that humans are born with.

Even monsters have feelings.

Qi Ling, this little monster, has only loved two people in his life.

So if she had to rank these two loved ones, which one would she choose?

In Zhao Yiming's opinion, the answer is no doubt at all.

Su Mo and Qi Ling have only known each other for less than half a year, and their relationship foundation is just that.

Where is Xiaoqi?

From the age of 6 to 12, Qi Ling was under the care of Xiao Qi.

6 years may not seem like a long time, but you have to know that Qi Ling is only 18 years old at most.

Six years is already one-third of her long life.

Without Xiaoqi, Qi Ling would never have been able to leave the Morning Star Garden of Eden. She was born as Monster Zero and remained Monster Zero when she died.

Even the name "Qi Ling" is to commemorate Xiao Qi, the childhood friend forever.

How can the childish love between men and women compare to the perseverance in the dark years?

He had already won the game of chess from the moment he made his move.

Filled with the joy of victory, Zhao Yiming was so tired of holding back his laughter that he regretted not preparing a bottle of champagne in advance, otherwise now would be the time to open the bottle to add to the fun.

Zhao Yiming managed his expression well, showing his usual elegant smile, and said, "Qiling, although there is a big age gap between us, we are also friends regardless of age difference. It is natural for friends to help each other."

"I helped you find your childhood friend. In return, I would like to ask you for a favor. With your skills, you should be able to help me find some data. Well, you know."

As he spoke, he took out a detonator from his arms and shook it towards Qi Ling.

This detonator is connected to a miniature bomb implanted in Xiaoqi's heart. Once it is pressed, her heart will be blown to pieces, killing her to the point of being dead.

Zhao Yiming’s meaning was very clear - give me back the evidence you destroyed, I will use it to report Luo.

If you dare to refuse, you will once again witness your childhood friend die in front of you.

Since Xiaoqi was present, it was not convenient to say these words directly, but Zhao Yiming believed that with Qiling's extremely high IQ, a few simple actions would make her understand.

This game of chess was full of ups and downs, from scheming, to being schemed, and then to a comeback, but he will eventually become the final winner!

Just as Zhao Yiming was waiting for the destined victory, the situation changed.

Qi Ling's amber eyes were wide open, and her pupils were dilated to a terrifying degree. The hand on Xiao Qi's face kept tightening and gradually began to sink into her flesh.

At first, Xiaoqi thought that Qiling was too excited after the reunion and her movements were a little too big, so she endured it.

But the pain became more and more severe, and she felt as if her face was about to be torn apart. She couldn't help but shrink her head and groan in pain: "Zero, you hurt me."

Qi Ling clenched her teeth so tightly that her upper and lower teeth squeezed together and made a faint friction sound. Not only did she not withdraw her hand, but she used her other hand to fiercely pinch Xiao Qi's neck, preventing her from shrinking back.

"You bastard who defiled her!"

Before Xiaoqi could react, Qi Ling suddenly pulled her back with a roar and hit her hard in the face with his forehead.

"Ah!!!" Xiao Qi screamed, her nose cartilage was broken, blood was all over her mouth, she screamed in panic: "Zero, what are you doing?!"

Qi Ling pounced on Xiao Qi like a madman, using the thick metal butt of the pistol as a hammer and smashing it on Xiao Qi's head.

Xiaoqi tried to resist with her hands, but Qi Ling was very strong and she got bruised on her hands after a few hits. She screamed in pain.

“You bastard!” Qi Ling roared and grabbed Xiao Qi’s hair, forcing her to look him in the eye. Her beautiful face became extremely ferocious at this moment. “You think that with this face and all the things about her in your head, you are her?! Huh?!”

Xiaoqi was so scared that she started crying. She couldn't understand how Zero, who grew up with her, could be so violent and cruel and do such a cruel thing to her.

She cried, "Ling, don't scare me! I'm Xiaoqi!"

"Shut up! Shut up!!!" Qi Ling pushed Xiao Qi over and sat on her. This time he didn't even use the handle of the gun, but directly punched her in the face.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!."

Heavy muffled sounds and miserable wails were intertwined. Xiaoqi's face swelled rapidly from being beaten, and blood kept gushing out of her mouth and nose. But no matter how she wailed, she could not stop Qi Ling's murderous hand.

Qi Ling was madly ravaging Xiao Qi's face, as if he wanted to smash the face of this old friend whom he hadn't seen for six years. There was an unprecedented flame of anger burning in his eyes.

"The one who has been with me for so many years is the now dead Xiaoqi. Who do you think you are?!"

"You wore her face and stole her memory. You are just a bunch of moving and talking meat. How can you be compared with her?!"

Qi Ling's fists were already covered in blood, but she continued to beat him. Her anger swept through everything like a flood. A few muffled thuds were heard, and Xiao Qi's teeth were knocked out. Blood gushed out of her mouth, staining the collar of her clothes red.

"Pushing her face! Pushing her face! What gives you the right to push her face?! Huh?!"

Xiao Qi was struggling helplessly on the ground, twitching. Her face had been beaten so badly by Qi Ling that it was completely unrecognizable and had turned into a bloody mess.

When her consciousness was about to fade, Xiaoqi raised her hand with her last bit of strength and made an amazing move.

She did not push Qi Ling, nor did she fight back. Instead, she gently hugged Qi Ling with trembling hands.

At this moment, Qi Ling's fist, which was about to strike down, froze in mid-air.

The bloody mouth trembled and opened. Because the gums were broken, the sound was completely distorted, but one could still vaguely hear her saying:

"Little monster, I'm in so much pain!"

Qi Ling's eyes reflected the unrecognizable Xiao Qi. Her vision gradually became hazy and blurred. Suddenly, a crystal liquid flowed out, slid down her cheeks, and dripped onto the devastated face, mixing with the bloody wounds.

After a moment, Qi Ling said nothing, but grabbed Xiao Qi's neck with both hands, so hard that her fingers dug into her flesh. Her amber eyes were filled with cruelty and hatred, but she was silently shedding tears.

What is "Xiao Qi" thinking at this moment?

This pile of "meat" cloned in the laboratory contains all the memories of Xiaoqi and Zero's interactions in her mind.

In the hearts of these pieces of meat, I am Xiaoqi.

Zero, whom I have always loved, now wants to kill me.

Is Xiaoqi angry? Sad? Or something else?

No one knows the answer anymore.

"Xiao Qi" just held Qi Ling woodenly, allowing herself to be strangled.

As if she was afraid of hurting Qi Ling's hand, she did not struggle, and even raised her chin to make it easier for Qi Ling to strangle her to death.

Finally, those eyes, filled with blood and tears, dimmed, and the little hands stained with blood slid down from Qi Ling's back, fell limply to the ground, and there was no movement.

"Xiao Qi" died at the hands of the little monster she had been caring for since childhood.

At this moment, Qi Ling's consciousness seemed to be torn apart. Sometimes she was engulfed by flames of anger, biting the pile of flesh beneath her body, and sometimes childhood memories flooded into her mind, making her tremble as she touched the face of the old friend.

An angry roar like that of a wild beast came from her throat, which then turned into a sob of collapse, and she screamed and howled like a madman.

Zhao Yiming felt his hands and feet go cold at this moment. He never expected that the last hand he had left would be torn apart by Qi Ling.

Driven by fear, he hurriedly tried to take the gun from his arms. Because his hands and feet were numb due to nervousness, he did not hold it firmly and it fell to the ground. He crawled over to pick it up using his hands and feet like a dog.

When he finally picked up the gun, and with trembling fingers turned off the safety, he aimed and shot Qi Ling to death.

Qi Ling moved first.

She drew her gun almost instantly, aimed at Zhao Yiming with absolute precision, and pulled the trigger.

"Oh!"

Zhao Yiming only felt his hands go cold, and there was an empty feeling there.

Looking down, he saw that the bullet had broken his gun-holding hand, and the severed hand holding the gun fell to the ground covered in blood.

After the coldness, intense pain broke out. Zhao Yiming covered his bleeding wrist and fell to the ground, screaming miserably.

He struggled and crawled to escape, but Qi Ling rushed over and stepped on him.

The silver hair blocked the light from the dome, and the backlight shadow made her little face blurry, and only the extremely cold-blooded amber eyes with a cold light could be seen.

Zhao Yiming shouted in fear: "Qi Ling, wait."

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

Five shots were fired in succession, starting from above Zhao Yiming's broken wrist and all the way to the shoulder joint, five streaks of blood burst out, and his arm was directly broken into pieces.

"Ah!!!" Zhao Yiming howled in pain and shouted at the top of his lungs, "You can't kill me! I am Hezi!"

Eject the magazine.

Reload.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

Six shots were fired in quick succession, starting from the palm of the other hand and moving upwards, until the remaining arm was also blown apart.

"Ah!!!" Zhao Yiming screamed and cried, but he could no longer stop the extreme madness.

Qi Ling kept changing bullets and firing, not hitting vital parts but only the limbs, shooting upwards section by section, tearing Zhao Yiming's flesh and blood, causing him to suffer maximum pain.

After firing the last bullet, Qi Ling raised the smoking muzzle of the gun and pointed it at Zhao Yiming's forehead.

Zhao Yiming was already conscious, his sluggish eyes reflected the distant sky, his mouth was bleeding and opening and closing, repeating the same words: "Headquarters"

"Headquarters"

"I haven't been to the headquarters yet."

"Oh!"

Gunshot, skull broken.

The move is final.