After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

In the dark, the little girl was sobbing out of breath.

Big tears fell down and hit her knees.

She just remembered that she was in school, suddenly felt dizzy, passed out, and woke up to this terrible place.

It was so cold around, it was so cold that she couldn't help shivering from head to toe.

And she can always hear some weird, rustling voices sounding in the distance, even though she tried her best to cover her ears, she still couldn't stop those voices from slipping in through her fingers.

very scary……

Mom, Dad, I miss you so much...

Where are you……

The little girl tremblingly curled up her already thin body, her back pressed tightly against the wall, as if only in this way could she gain a little sense of security.

Suddenly, she heard a voice from above her head:

"What, lost your way?"

The little girl trembled in fright, raised her head with tears in her eyes, and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a tall young man standing not far away. He was also wearing a hospital gown, his skin was very fair, and he half-closed a pair of pale amber eyes, looking a little lazy.

He squatted down halfway, his voice was clear and calm, inexplicably giving people a feeling of peace of mind:

"What's your name?"

The little girl hiccupped and timidly replied: "...I, my name is Sun, Sun Jiale."

"How old?"

"I'll be eight years old soon." The little girl's big eyes were washed by tears and became more black and white. She sniffled and replied in a low voice.

Ye Jia squinted his eyes indiscriminately.

He was far away just now, and he didn't feel clearly enough. Now that he is close, he is very sure that he can smell the cold and gloomy stench from the little girl's living soul, and that smell penetrates deeply into her soul body. .

If the living soul fails to return to the body within three days after leaving the body, it will never return.

If she is left alone, she will surely die, and this ghostly aura will make her a new ghost.

And this place is a hospital that has a long-term cooperation with the Administration. If something happens here, not only will the employees' medical insurance be reimbursed, but it will also bring about a series of worse chain reactions, and the consequences will be disastrous.

It seems that he can't stop this time.

Ye Jia sighed in his heart.

... Alas, sick leave and overtime.

The worst social animal is no different from this.

After answering the two questions, Sun Jiale's mood was obviously much calmer than before.

She looked up at Ye Jia, and asked cautiously:

"Brother...can you see me?"

When she just woke up earlier, no matter how loudly she cried, all passing doctors and nurses turned a blind eye to her. In a panic, she tried to reach out and pull the corner of the other party's clothes, but she was horrified to find that her fingers actually came from the other party's clothes. I wore it on my body——

Although Sun Jiale was young, he knew everything he needed to know.

Holding back her tears, she choked up and asked, "I, am I dead?"

Ye Jia lowered his eyes and reached out to her: "Come."

The young man's fingers were fair and slender, with well-defined joints, shining with the luster of jade under the light outside the window.

"Touch it."

Sun Jiale cautiously stretched out her pale little hand and placed it in the other's palm——she widened her eyes in surprise: "...I touched, I touched it!"

"So you see," Ye Jia said with a faint smile on his lips, "neither you nor I died, right?"

He gathered his fingers and gently pulled the other party up from the ground:

"Go, I'll take you to find your parents."

The little girl's eyes lit up, and she nodded emphatically: "Yes!"

Hearing her answer, the little black hand grabbed Ye Jia's shoulder and poked his head out, muttering:

"Heh, another stupid human being confused by performance."

Sad human beings can't see how cruel and insane this man is on the other side!

Sun Jiale was taken aback by the little black hand that suddenly appeared: "Brother...you, what is that on your shoulder?"

"Accessories."

Ye Jia smiled and pulled the little black hand off.

The young man's fingers were nimble, and in just a few seconds, he tied the elongated body of the little black hand into a bow: "Does it look good?"

Sun Jiale looked at the bow in Ye Jia's palm in amazement, and nodded vigorously: "It looks good!"

Little Black Hand: "..."? ? ?

It's too ghostly! !

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Ye Jia led the little girl to the outside of the ward.

The hospital was very quiet at night, there was no one in the corridor, only a nurse on duty stayed at the front desk.

Relying on a good-looking face and sincere sweet words, Ye Jia found out Sun Jiale's information very simply through the other party - obviously, Sun Jiale's family members had already gone through the transfer procedures when she died today, and transferred her to a more expensive hospital. of private hospitals.

During the conversation between the two, the little black hand tried hard to untie his body, and then it crawled along Ye Jia's clothes to his shoulders.

After listening to the whole story, it hugged Ye Jia's collar and asked in a low voice:

"Boss, what are you going to do next?"

It's so late now, human public transportation should be out of service.

The little black hand twisted:

"How about waiting until tomorrow?"

Ye Jia glanced at it, but did not answer.

He walked to the self-service vending machine, took out coins from his pocket and stuffed them in. After hearing a few jingles, a bag of candies fell out.

Ye Jia held the candy in his hand for a few seconds, and a ghostly aura slowly clung to the packaging bag.

Immediately afterwards, he knelt down, stuffed the candy into the little girl's hand, and said softly, "Are you hungry? Eat some of this."

The little girl thanked timidly.

Ye Jia looked at her at the same level: "Next, I need to cover your eyes and take a shortcut. Just hold my hand and don't let go. Can you do it?"

Sun Jiale grabbed the candy wrapping tightly and nodded: "Yes! I, I can!"

Ye Jia smiled and touched the top of her hair:

"good."

He withdrew his hand, and with a flash of sharp fingertips, he heard a "stab" and tore off the clothes in long strips, and then covered Sun Jiale's eyes.

After Ye Jia finished everything, the little black hand poked out suspiciously:

"You sealed her five senses? Why?"

In the next second, it seemed to react suddenly, and screamed: "It's difficult, could it be...?"

Ye Jia glanced at it lightly: "I just figured it out now?"

The little black hand choked suddenly.

There is no time and space limitation in the ghost creature, it is all under the control of the creator, and the stronger the creator's ability, the wider the ghost creature will expand.

However, it really didn't expect that Ye Jia, as a human being, has a very high-purity ghost energy entangled in his body, but he can actually tear apart ghosts, and can extend so far...

...So this one is definitely a monster!

Ye Jia raised his hand, his fingertips were flickering, and he slowly swiped down.

A gap appeared out of thin air in the space in front of him, and the cold breath and the salty bloody smell escaped instantly. Ye Jia pulled the little girl forward, and the figures of the two were quickly swallowed up.

The crack closed, and the corridor was empty.

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The little black hand hugged Ye Jia's collar in fear, and carefully looked around his body.

In a sense, ghosts are the embodiment of the controller's inner world.

Obviously, Ye Jia didn't want it to see the whole picture of his ghost creature, so he deliberately controlled the area it could observe.

All it could see was a blinding bright red.

Deep and light red overlapped each other, like walls blocking both sides of the road, as if wriggling, with rusty blood oozing out layer by layer.

The little black hand settled down, and glanced at the little girl who was being held by Ye Jia.

Her eyes were blindfolded, candy was stuffed in her mouth, her five senses were blocked, and she walked on the sea of ​​blood unconsciously, completely protected.

The little black hand sighed in surprise:

"I didn't expect you to be so kind to children."

It then muttered: "...Compared with other people, it is simply a double standard."

Ye Jia's complexion did not change, and said lightly:

"It's just a necessary measure."

No ghost will believe it.

The little black hand muttered in his heart.

There seemed to be many people who blocked the five senses, but Ye Jia used the gentlest and most laborious method.

But it obviously didn't dare to speak out what was in its heart, it just sat peacefully on Ye Jia's shoulder, waiting for the end of the journey.

Ye Jia lowered his eyes and glanced at the little girl who was held by him, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

In fact, this wasn't the first time he'd heard it said so.

——It's just that at that time, he hadn't become ACE, the evil god who was firmly ranked first in the game scoreboard.

At that time, he had just entered the game not long ago. Although he had already understood the cruelty and bloodiness of the game, he hadn't completely discarded the innocence and kindness from a civilized society ruled by law.

It was a campus battle royale copy.

All the players stood in the playground shrouded in darkness, anxiously listening to the mechanical female voice above their heads slowly explaining the rules of this dungeon.

The rules are very simple and can be summed up in three words——

hide and seek.

However, unlike hide-and-seek in reality, the ones who catch people in the game are real ghosts, and the killed players will become newborn ghosts, joining the hunting party and reaping the lives of their companions.

While waiting, a player in the crowd caught Ye Jia's attention.

It was a child who was only thirteen or fourteen years old.

He is not tall, even if he is considered thin among his peers, he doesn't raise his head often, and looks gloomy and indifferent.

Ye Jia's temporary teammate at the time noticed his gaze, and he followed Ye Jia's gaze, then sneered and shook his head:

"Yo, there's a little one—I'm sure this little brat won't be able to survive this dungeon."

The dungeon this time lasted nine hours, and the rules this time were destined to make it harder to survive as you went further, and it was impossible for a child to have this kind of physical strength and endurance.

Another companion pouted contemptuously: "Come on, I'll bet for half an hour."

Ye Jia frowned, did not make a sound, and looked away.

His temporary teammate patted him on the shoulder: "This game is like this, survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest - you will get used to it soon."

Soon, the game begins.

Unsurprisingly, as time goes by, the difficulty of the dungeon increases exponentially, and the further you go, the more breathless you become.

Half of the six-member team that Ye Jia joined died quickly, and the rest of his companions were equally exhausted, almost dying several times.

The corridors of the school were full of gloomy air, the light bulbs above were buzzing, the walls were corroded by ghost energy, and turned scorched black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the walls were falling down, making one's scalp numb in the dead corridor.

In the darkness at the end of the corridor, the thick black hair swam forward like a snake, covering the walls, floor, and ceiling, chasing the three people running in front of them.

They had already used up most of their props, and almost all they had left was to escape.

At this moment, Ye Jia caught a glimpse of a thin figure standing in the stairwell from the corner of his eye.

The little boy's face was pale, and he looked even more frightening in the dark corridor. He raised his head, and looked at the three of them with a pair of dark eyes.

Behind him was a fierce ghost pressing on every step of the way, but this child didn't seem to have the slightest intention of running away. He seemed to have been frightened and foolish. He would just stand still and watch the danger approaching quickly.

Ye Jia gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind, he raised his hand and grabbed the child's thin arm:

"What are you doing! Run!"

The little boy didn't seem to expect that he would do this, he raised his head in a daze, and let the other party pull him forward.

After sprinting and turning several corners, they finally saw the safe house at the critical moment.

The pitch-black hair rushed forward, but was blocked by the abruptly closed door.

In the classroom, only a few people could be heard breathing heavily.

——This safe house can only last for 10 minutes. Although the time is not long, it at least gives them room to rest.

Holding his knees and taking a few breaths, his teammate straightened up, glanced at Ye Jia, and said sarcastically:

"I didn't expect that you still have such love for children... Why, are you soft-hearted?"

He sneered: "Will you save this kid? It's a burden at most. Why haven't you figured out the rules of the game at this time? Soft heart and love are worthless."

Ye Jia didn't answer.

He lowered his eyes, looked at the child who was dragged into the safe house by himself, and said in a cold tone:

"Next time you encounter danger, remember to run."

The little boy raised his head, his dark eyes stared at the other party for a moment, he pursed his lips, and nodded obediently.

"I won't save you a second time."

Ye Jia frowned, dropped this sentence coldly, then turned around and walked to the door of the safe house, looking out through the window.

"En." The little boy's voice had a strange hoarseness. He stared at the young man with his back turned to him, and a scarlet light flashed quickly in the depths of his dark and gloomy eyes:

"...Thank you brother."