Have you ever tried to crush a reptile with your shoe?

It doesn't take much effort, just step on it and crush it lightly, and the reptile will rot into a puddle of flesh.

Today, Qi Yan is this reptile.

She felt like she was about to break, her limbs were grasped by wide, sticky black hands, and her heart was filled with despair and even powerlessness.

No matter how hard it was in the past, she could persevere and repeatedly build herself up mentally, telling herself that she could do it and that she could get through everything, and she gambled and fought with full courage.

But now she is facing a gambling game with no chance of winning, and she has no chips in her hand. What can she do?

The moment she was swallowed by the black liquid, she could only cry out in despair: "I give up! I know it's you! I give up!"

She called his name over and over again, hoping to find a way out for herself.

She would bet again, betting that the consciousness or soul of the final abandonment remained in this monster, betting that the boy still existed in a special form.

"Finally...give up eventually."

She whimpered as the black liquid engulfed her, and the suffocation immediately enveloped her.

She vaguely heard a vague voice, and the monster seemed to be saying something, but she couldn't hear anything clearly, her brain was getting more and more confused, and she couldn't even respond to D77's call.

……

She seemed to see a boy in the dark.

The boy was wearing a white shirt, his hair was neatly styled, and he was wearing an expensive watch on his wrist. He was checking his outfit over and over in the mirror.

He thought again and again, picked a men's necklace, and tried to wear it around his neck. However, due to lack of experience, he failed to buckle it several times, and he was sweating profusely.

She looked at it for a long time, and finally couldn't stand it anymore. She walked over and patted his shoulder, helping him put the necklace on.

"Huh, thank you." The young man smiled, looked at her with a completely unfamiliar look, and asked, "Does it look good?"

Qi Yan nodded, "It's quite beautiful."

The young man breathed a sigh of relief and murmured: "Sister likes to pretend to be pitiful and fair, but I don't know if it's appropriate to dress like this."

Qi Yan had to remind him: "But she killed you."

The young man was stunned and asked in disbelief: "What did you say?"

"She killed you." She repeated in an almost cold voice, "At a critical moment, if you can't use your ability, doesn't that explain the problem?"

The young man stared at her for a long time, with an angry look in his eyes: "She can't do it. I have never mastered the ability to create a game field well. The sudden failure is my problem."

Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of something, and nervousness appeared in his light-colored pupils: "By the way, those two men and one woman might hurt her. I have to save her, and I have to go now! She has protected me so much. This time, it’s up to me to protect her!”

The boy ran away in panic, and finally disappeared into the darkness.

Only Qi Yan and the mirror are left in the whole world.

She clutched her chest, feeling extremely difficult to breathe.

A thick black liquid suddenly appeared in the mirror, "Have you seen enough? It's time to come out."

The mirror suddenly shattered, and with a loud cracking sound, she also fell from the darkness.

The feeling of falling from a high altitude made her tremble violently and wake up in horror.

Beneath her is a soft white bed.

She looked around with pain all over. The moment she saw countless giant household appliances, she understood that she was probably still a smaller version of herself.

What's underneath me isn't a bed, it's a pillow.

She climbed off the pillow with difficulty and fell into silence looking at the endless bed.

Very good, she has had the experience of 'waking up in a 500-square-meter bed'.

Why is she still so young after she clearly left the garden?

Didn't the monster kill her?

Qi Yan recalled what she said before she died. She didn't say anything. She just shouted Zhongqi's name repeatedly.

Facts have proved that this is effective. The final abandonment will not hurt her. Even if she betrays him, he insists on believing in her.

So Black Liquid and Final Abandonment are actually the same person. Although their shapes are different, they fundamentally share the same emotion. Can it be understood this way?

She didn't know either, everything was just her guess.

A smaller version of Qi Yan "traversed mountains and rivers" to come to the bedside. For her now, getting out of bed was equivalent to jumping off a cliff. She would probably fall to her death.

The bedside table was closer, and she could slide it down along the lamp cord, so there shouldn't be any problems.

Just as she was thinking about her course of action, a huge creature appeared in the bedroom.

The viscous liquid that was always rolling was put on a black jacket, and the lower body was casual black trousers, which were loose but slim, making it extremely tall and long.

Those gray pupils stared at her indifferently.

Qi Yan moved back calmly.

It walked towards the bed step by step, like a huge black mountain that could move, shaking with each step.

When it passed by the desk, it picked up a gel pen, opened the cap of the pen and locked it on the tail. The liquid wrapped the gel pen.

Those eyes remained locked on her position, and once again they wanted to kill her.

Qi Yan was so frightened that she ran to hide behind the pillow, looked up at the huge mountain, and shouted with trembling: "I will give up."

The girl's voice was extremely soft, yet intimate.

Its movements paused, its eyes burst into freezing coldness, and it roared: "Don't call me that!"

After that, the gel pen levitated and was aimed at her under his control, like a sharp arrow ready to go.

Qi Yan had no doubt that this gel pen could penetrate her, "You were the one who said you were called by this name before, but you finally gave up."

Black Liquid's pupils widened, and the gel pen in mid-air suddenly shook violently, and fell to the ground suddenly after a few seconds.

It simply can't do it.

It had figured this out last time, and a strong emotion had prevented it from hurting her when she called it.

If it forcibly breaks free from its shackles, a force that is contrary to it will immediately rush through its body, as if it is threatening or venting.

Before it came, it specifically conducted an experiment with other players and asked others to shout the name "Final Abandonment", but when others shouted, it could still kill that person. After several attempts, she was the only one who couldn't.

The word "final abandonment" has become her gold medal to avoid death.

This ridiculous weakness made it angry. It wished to tear her apart now, but it couldn't move her. It could only warn her coldly: "You are not allowed to call her by this name in the future!"

The little body was hidden behind the soft pillow, and the furry head poked out, "Then what is your name? There must be a name."

It fell silent and could not answer.

The name is just a code name. It has long forgotten its name in the long river of history. In the body that has been dormant and abandoned for so many years, it has become accustomed to this name.

I originally planned to use this title, but who would have thought that it would actually be a shackles.

Suddenly, it heard the little one cautiously suggest:

"Then let me get one for you, okay?"

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