After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

Because of the campus panic, Liu Zhaocheng finally showed mercy and gave Ye Jia the paid vacation he had dreamed of.

And for a whole week!

Ye Jia looked at Liu Zhaocheng who was standing beside his hospital bed, and was very moved: "Thank you, minister! You are simply a living Bodhisattva of Guanyin who saves suffering..."

Liu Zhaocheng: "... If you say one more word, you will lose one day of vacation."

Ye Jia:!

He stopped talking instantly, and made a movement of zipping his mouth.

Liu Zhaocheng snorted coldly, and threw a box on the hospital bed.

Ye Jia reached out to take it, weighed it in his hand, and asked, "What is this?"

"Mobile phone." Liu Zhaocheng said expressionlessly.

Ye Jia: "Minister, you know I'm not very good at this electronic product..."

"I can't contact you in the mobile phone department, and there is a shortage of manpower recently. Don't think that you don't have to work overtime if you don't use a mobile phone." Liu Zhaocheng sneered: "I will give you seven days to learn how to operate, or the workload will double after you go to work."

Ye Jia: "..."

Before Ye Jia could reply, Liu Zhaocheng hurried out like a gust of wind, closing the door of the ward with a bang before leaving.

Silence returned to the ward.

Ye Jia heaved a long sigh, lowered his head and stared at the phone in his hand worryingly.

With full play and full calculation, he stayed in the game for a full 12 years.

In the game, the age of all players will be frozen at the moment of entering the game.

It's just that almost no one can get 1000 million points alive and get the qualification to leave the game.

Before Ye Jia entered the game, everyone was still using a flip-type bulky PHS, but when he came back, everyone was holding a thin smart phone.

Although he still looks like a young man in his 20s, his soul is already different.

It took Ye Jia a long time to adapt to the city that has been greatly changed by technology. Only the mobile phone is the hurdle that he has never been able to overcome.

There is also a communicator in the game, but the communicator also means that there is a risk of being exposed. As the leader of the scoreboard and the only special weapon owner, Ye Jia has always been on the cusp. For him, the threat of human beings is greater than Ghosts are even worse, so the instinctive resistance of this kind of communication equipment cannot be completely overcome even after returning to the real world.

The feeling of being found all the time is really insecure.

The little black hand protruded from his shoulder, and looked at the box in Ye Jia's hand curiously: "What is this?"

"Mobile phone." Ye Jia replied.

The little black hand moved closer, looking at its shiny screen with great interest: "What is a mobile phone?"

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at it thoughtfully.

Suddenly, without warning, he raised his hand and threw the mobile phone in his hand to the little black hand.

The little black hand was startled, and hurriedly caught it, his slender wrist was elongated by the heavy mobile phone, which looked extraordinarily funny.

"I'll give you five days to learn how to operate it." Ye Jia said with a smile, "Otherwise I'll eat you."

Little Black Hand: "..."

I shouldn't have spoken casually, and I regret it.

And wasn't it just seven days ago!Why did it take five days to get here!

The little black hand wants to cry but has no tears, and has nowhere to turn for help.

However, due to the coercion, he could only swallow his regret and be exploited with tears in his eyes.

Ye Jia got off the hospital bed refreshed, then pulled the ghost away, and walked in.

One minute later, he quietly appeared in a ward.

The curtains are drawn, and the deep blue sky with fish belly white can be seen from the gap in the blinds. The sun is about to break through the clouds and bring dawn to the world.

An unconscious girl lay on the hospital bed, and her soul floated beside the bed.

The moment he saw Ye Jia, Sun Jiale's eyes lit up: "Brother!"

She pointed to the surrounding environment, and said like offering a treasure: "Everything is back to normal here!"

Indeed, a large number of ghosts gathered around the ward had disappeared, and the previous eerie atmosphere was also swept away, and everything before was like a dream.

Sun Jiale asked expectantly, "I, can I go back to my body now?"

"Of course." Ye Jia touched her head: "However, I still have something to confirm, can I wait a little longer?"

Sun Jiale was a little puzzled, but still nodded obediently:

"OK, all right."

Ye Jia came to the bed and lifted the corner of the quilt, only to see that the black five-finger palm mark on the little girl's slender ankle was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Obviously, it should take time to return to the original state.

He was lost in thought.

At the gate of the previous campus, members of the Combat Division followed up the incident for him. Except for Sun Jiale who fell into a coma, the other children were all "stunned", and the state of those victims was more in line with the state of an addict. The unique hunting method - mark them, and then let the marked people attract the ghosts around them, and suck their vitality by weakening their spirits. This method is obviously more lethal in the game, but it can only attract ghosts in real life. Look at the lonely ghosts around, that's why they show the general symptoms of "being haunted".

So what makes Sun Jiale so different?

At this moment, the little black hand on Ye Jia's shoulder suddenly came over, and whispered in his ear: "There is a little bit of yin on this child's neck, but I can't tell whether it is good or not. bad……"

Ye Jia was slightly taken aback, and raised his eyes to look in the direction pointed by the little black finger.

He hesitated for a moment, then reached out and pulled out a small pendant she was wearing around her neck.

It was a jade pendant, green and verdant, but the surface was covered with spider web-like fine lines, as if it would shatter in a second.

Sun Jiale screamed from behind him:

"Ah! This is, this is left by my mother..."

Ye Jia was taken aback.

As if he suddenly thought of something, he took the pendant in his hand and injected a little strength into it.

There was a faint fluctuation in the air.

In the next second, a pale woman slowly appeared in front of him. She was wearing a surgical gown, and the hem of the blood-soaked clothes was oozing drop by drop.

Her face has become blurred, and she can only vaguely see the outline of what she used to be. Her expression is stiff and dull, as if her consciousness has been exhausted for a long time.

And in her arms, there was an indistinct, vaguely outlined black figure.

That black shadow was already much dimmer than before, and seemed to be disappearing continuously.

This is obviously the woman Ye Jia saw in the corridor when he first arrived at the hospital.

Ye Jia's eyes fell on the black shadow's calf.

A black five-fingered palm mark is looming.

Sun Jiale was stunned as if struck by lightning, she didn't seem to dare to look at her own eyes, and only dared to utter a weak cry:

"……Mother?"

A complicated expression flashed quickly in Ye Jia's eyes.

He now knows why.

When he arrived, the Yin Qi around the ward had already gathered, and there shouldn't be so many ghosts parading in the corridor.He thought those ghosts were approaching the ward, but they were actually chasing the phantom in the woman's arms—for some reason, she was able to share part of the curse brought by the mark on Sun Jiale, and then instinctively Take the gathered ghosts away from your daughter.

Ghosts are obsessions, mostly for hatred, pain, and unwillingness to stay.

But this remnant soul attached to the jade pendant is for protection.

This yin energy was too weak, and too little malicious, even the little black hand who was also a ghost could not detect its existence in the ward that was shrouded in gloom just now.

Sun Jiale's eyes widened in a daze. She stumbled in, stretched out her hand and retracted it, and shouted in panic, anticipation, and cautiously: "Mom, yes, is it you?"

The woman didn't answer.

She stared blankly into the distance, standing silently and sluggishly in the center of the ward like a walking dead.

Tears burst out uncontrollably, Sun Jiale suppressed his crying, and tremblingly raised his hand to grab the woman's skirt: "Mom...don't you know me?"

Ye Jia sighed silently.

The consciousness of the remnant soul stays for a shorter time, let alone a remnant soul with no malice, not to mention that she shared a large part of the curse on Sun Jiale just now, and now she is probably torn apart and on the verge of disappearing.

He stepped forward and was about to say something, but to his surprise, the woman in front of him suddenly moved.

Her eyeballs moved downward with difficulty, as if she was struggling to break free from her broken soul body.

Her gaze changed, as if recognizing the person in front of her, it became soft and loving, with a hint of sadness about parting.

With difficulty, the woman raised her hand little by little, and touched the little girl's cheek:

"Don't...cry..."

She said one word at a time:

"No...well...look...it's..."

The gushing sadness could not be suppressed at last, Sun Jiale held the corner of the woman's clothes tightly, choked with breathless sobs, and finally turned into howling, like a baby leaving its mother for the first time.

The woman raised her eyes and looked at Ye Jia who was standing behind the little girl for help.

Ye Jia nodded silently.

He stepped forward quickly, put his hand on Sun Jiale's shoulder, and then gently pulled her back.

The little girl's soul floated up, and then slowly fell back to the hospital bed, slowly overlapping with the empty body on the bed.

She fell asleep.

The soul of the woman in front of her seemed to be unable to hold on at last, and the torn lines spread rapidly on her soul body.

She raised her eyes to look at Ye Jia, and smiled slowly, the contours of her facial features seemed to have regained some of the tenderness and beauty of her life.

She bowed to Ye Jia:

"……thanks."

Before she could stand up straight, her figure dissipated.

There was only a peaceful silence in the ward.

The sun pierced through the clouds and dispelled the darkness, and the soft golden light of the morning sun penetrated through the gaps in the blinds and quietly spilled in. The sunlight gently stroked the little girl's long hair scattered on the hospital bed, bringing a touch of warmth.

A new day begins.

·

Sun Jiale opened his eyes, not knowing where he was for a moment.

She got up with some difficulty, only to realize that she was lying on the hospital bed.

What's going on here?

She was a little overwhelmed.

In her blurred vision, she saw the door of the ward being pushed open, and a man with a beard and an anxious expression rushed in: "Lele! You're awake——!"

The man's steps stopped, and he was a little at a loss: "Why are you crying..."

Cried?I didn't cry.

Sun Jiale was a little puzzled.

She raised her hand to touch her cheek, but found a piece of cold and damp, tears were still pouring from her eyes, and big ones fell on the bed.

The man stepped forward cautiously, wrapped the crying little girl in his arms, and coaxed softly:

"What's wrong? Is there any discomfort? Tell Dad, okay?"

Sun Jiale buried her face in her father's shoulder, and shook her head vigorously. Her voice was muffled and choked with sobs: "No..."

"I seem to have a dream..."

"It was cold and scared just now...but..."

She raised her face and smiled with tears in her eyes:

"I, I dreamed that my mother came to see me."

No one noticed that there was an unopened jelly on the bedside of the ward.

It is a special kind for hospitals, but the label on it comes from a hospital.

It sits squarely in the center of the table like a present.

·

Among the scarlet-eyed ghost creatures, white bones were piled up in layers to look like a throne, reflecting a cold light in the bloody sky.

"king……"

A huge specter covered in abscesses slowly crawled out of the bloody mud: "Do you remember that human organization called the Supernatural Administration?"

There was a dead silence overhead.

Li Gui cautiously raised his eyes and glanced upwards.

The man sat expressionlessly on the throne made of bones, his pale fingers were slightly bent, and rested gently on the skull on the throne, looking strange and terrifying, his scarlet eyes were slightly lowered, condescending scrutinized him.

Li Gui subconsciously shook his body slightly, quickly lowered his eyes, and stammered to continue reporting:

"Yes, the subordinates we arranged inside said that they saw the name of the person you were looking for in the report inside—"

The pale fingertips resting on the skull moved slightly, so slight that it was almost impossible to distinguish.

"where?"

His voice was very calm, like a breeze blowing across the plains.

But the ghost in front of him trembled more and more. It shrunk its figure as much as possible, as if this way the other party could not notice itself:

"M, City M."

It made a list and continued to ask: "Do you need me to send someone to find out the truth of the news..."

Its quivering voice was interrupted unexpectedly.

"No." The man's pupils turned a dull red, like half-condensed blood.

He casually tapped the hideous skeleton under his palm with his pale fingertips, and there was a hint of chilling in his voice:

"...I'll go in person."