After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

Wei Yuechu: "..."

Wait, what's the situation?

The two people not far away seemed to have noticed the situation here, Qi Qi looked over here.

Seeing those two pairs of identical scarlet eyes, Wei Yue couldn't help but froze all over, and an instinctive shudder ran up his back in an instant, as if there was still a dull pain in his chest.

She uttered a single note with some difficulty:

"you……"

Ye Jia stood up and walked towards Wei Yueyue. The cold aura and oppressive feeling of a high-level ghost on his body was real and powerful. Even if he simply approached, he couldn't help but feel suffocated, and it was branded in his blood. Her fear was screaming, urging her to flee.

However, his weak body became extremely heavy at this moment, pinning Wei Yue to the ground, unable to move at all.

Her pupils were slightly constricted, she stared at the other person and slowly bent down towards herself, cold sweat dripped down her back.

Ye Jia lowered his eyes and asked:

"How does it feel? Does it still hurt?"

Wei Yue gritted her teeth tightly, forcibly restraining her trembling palms, as if a big stone was pressed against her chest, making her almost unable to breathe.

Ji Xuan put his hand on Ye Jia's shoulder, and whispered helplessly:

"Brother, you forgot again."

"Oh." Ye Jia seemed to have just reacted, his eyes widened slightly as if he had just woken up from a dream, and then took a step back.

In the next second, Wei Yue felt the weight on him suddenly lighten, and his breathing immediately became smoother.

She gasped for breath, and suddenly felt alive again.

Ye Jia turned to look at Ji Xuan, frowned and said:

"Didn't you remind me earlier?"

Ji Xuan: "...you didn't give me a chance, brother."

Looking at the two bickering in front of her, Wei Yue's eye sockets were slightly moist, she sucked her nose vigorously, and suddenly felt the urge to cry.

Sure enough, it was acting, the liar!

Woooooooooo, I really scared her to death just now! !

The only human who passed the level in the game also turned into a ghost or something... It sounds really scary!

Ye Jia touched the back of his head, and smiled shyly at Wei Yue:

"Sorry, I just became a ghost, and I'm not used to it yet."

Wei Yuechu: "..."

She was dumbfounded, and repeated slowly: "Wait, you, you just became a ghost? What do you mean?"

Could it be... what she imagined... that meaning... right?

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly:

"Yes."

He stretched out his hand, and the cold yin energy gathered at his fingertips. The shivering feeling so powerful that it made the scalp tingle hit him again, and the temperature around him dropped instantly, as if falling into an ice cave.

Wei Yue's pupils trembled slightly.

——That's right, this is definitely... a genuine, high-level ghost.

But in the next second, the other party suddenly withdrew his palm, and the terrifying and cold feeling was suddenly withdrawn.

Wei Yuechu seemed to have fallen into chaos, she looked at Ji Xuan, then at Ye Jia, and asked in surprise:

"But... you... wait, what's going on here?"

Ye Jia sat cross-legged in front of her and sighed:

"If you want to deceive your mother, pure illusion is definitely not enough."

He came back from the capital together with Ji Xuan, and before they approached City M, they felt the abnormally terrifying aura coming from ahead.

At that moment, Ye Jia immediately understood——

The door is already open.

It's a done deal, and there's no room for redemption.

Ye Jia stood on the deserted wasteland, looked up at the city shrouded in blood and yin in the distance, the palm hanging by his side slowly tightened, his teeth were clenched, and a pair of light-colored pupils The depths of the eyes reflected the color of the blood in the sky.

"...she's here." Ji Xuan took a step forward, side by side with Ye Jia, and looked in the direction of the other's gaze, with a low and steady voice, without any emotional fluctuations. .

He turned to look at Ye Jia.

Although Ji Xuan didn't say anything, Ye Jia could still feel the weight of the other party's gaze, as if asking silently——

what's next?

Ye Jia's fingers tightened again, and the phalanges turned white due to the force. He stared fixedly into the distance, and the screams, crying, and calls for help that lingered in his ears all the time when he dreamed back in the middle of the night seemed to resound in his ears. His voice seemed to be squeezed out of his jaw:

"Even if she has crawled out, I will push her back."

Ji Xuan: "Even if it will fail?"

Ye Jia's breathing was a little unsteady, but his voice was extremely suppressed: "...Yes."

Everyone's pain and death, everyone's struggle and cry, all created by that monster himself——

"it is good."

Ye Jia was slightly taken aback, then turned to look at the man standing beside him: "... won't you stop me?"

Ji Xuan hooked his lips: "No."

He said: "As I said, ghosts are creatures driven by desire and obsession."

The man with scarlet eyes narrowed his eyes slightly, and his lips curled up in a relaxed and comfortable way:

"Being able to be buried with one's own desires is the end that all ghosts dream of."

Ye Jia was slightly stunned, he stared at his own reflection in the depths of the opponent's scarlet eyes, and the sky that was dyed the same blood color, and for a moment he didn't know how to deal with it.

Suddenly, he felt that the light around him dimmed slightly.

Ye Jia froze for a moment, then looked up at the sky.

Fierce ghosts turned into dark clouds and gathered from all directions, forming billowing black clouds that covered the sky and covered the sun. Countless huge and ugly faces were rolling in the black clouds, and cruel joy was rippling in pairs of protruding eyeballs. They wailed, Laughing, like a torrent rushing towards the direction of City M, under the call of her mother, she flew towards her location.

Mother's... sons?

Ye Jia seemed to think of something.

After a brief moment of stupefaction, he looked at Ji Xuan standing in front of him again, with a smile on his lips:

"Lust and paranoia?"

The anger surging in those light-colored eyes was suppressed, leaving only a piece of clarity, just like in every copy in the game, no matter how desperate the situation is, how powerful the ghost is. , he can always calm down as quickly as possible, and find the only way to survive under the tiny chance of survival.

Ye Jia said slowly: "The stronger the existence, the more it will be imprisoned by its own desires."

He looked up at the black clouds in the sky, and said thoughtfully:

"Then what is the mother's desire?"

Ji Xuan: "Have you thought of anything?"

Ye Jia pondered for a while, then fixed his eyes on Ji Xuan, his light-colored pupils were like the sky submerged in mist, looking distant and calm:

"Ji Xuan, now it's time to complete your original mission."

·

"... Anyway, that's it."

Ye Jia spread his hands, and said to the stunned Wei Yue:

"Now the mother's advantage is absolute. She is not only terrifyingly strong, but also has an army of tens of thousands of ghosts. Humans have no strength to confront her head-on, let alone afford the consequences of a head-on confrontation. So, I decided to try. Think about it from another angle..."

"...Pass, become a ghost?" Wei Yue said with difficulty, swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

Ye Jia: "Bingo!"

Wei Yuechu: "..."

...the fist is hardened.

Ye Jia sighed, and said: "However, it happened suddenly, and we don't have time to prove the reliability of the theory, so we can only gamble."

Wei Yuechu: "...what theory?"

Ye Jia: "The method of turning people into ghosts can still maintain their own consciousness."

Wei Yuechu: "If you fail..."

Ye Jia spread his hands: "Then maybe it wasn't acting just now."

Wei Yuechu: "..."

She took a few deep breaths slowly, but she still couldn't restrain the soaring anger in her heart. She raised her hand and gave the young man in front of her a heavy blow on the head: "Can't you make people feel at ease!"

Wei Yue roared: "What if it really fails! What should I do!"

Ye Jia covered his forehead and silently stepped back a little, trying to get out of the range of the other party's madness.

She roared: "Besides, how can you be sure that mother will believe it? Does everyone behave the same after becoming a ghost?"

Ye Jia took a deep breath and said, "Actually..."

He briefly summed up the fact that the ghost that attacked them that day was transformed by vision, including the information he got from the director general, and said it.

A look of shock appeared on Wei Yue's face.

She lowered her head and looked at her hands: "Could it be..."

Ye Jia nodded and sighed: "Yes, the players who get the title bestowed by the game have all been gifted by their mother."

The reason why the players at the top of the standings each have their own abilities, whether it is strange power, controlling insects, or controlling fire, is actually because there is a mother behind them who secretly cultivates them.

They are all talents selected by their mothers, the only difference is the degree of erosion.

Ye Jia's eyes drooped slightly, and he said slowly: "My ability is to devour, and the sickle is my "tooth"."

He was already close to the boundary between ghosts and humans, all he needed was a slight push.

"However, mother has always given preferential treatment to direct descendants." Ji Xuan said:

Wei Yue was taken aback for a moment: "How to say?"

"For ordinary players, only a small part of the mother's body is enough." Ji Xuan said slowly: "But for the direct line, what is needed is the existence of a more core position in the mother's body."

Ye Jia's eyes changed slightly.

From the very beginning, he was designated as the direct descendant.

Maybe it's because of his potential, maybe it's because of his... bloodline.

But in any case, it gave them a certain convenience.

The transformation of ordinary players is to a large extent "creating a soldier who obeys his orders". What he creates is a pure killing machine, at most like Vision, with a little human consciousness under the appearance of a ghost, but it is extremely weak , there is little room to break free when the power of the mother is dominant.

But it's different for direct descendants.

That part of the mother's power is very strong and pure, and can even pollute the human soul, transforming him into an inhuman direction from the most essential part. After the transformation is successful, he will become fully self-aware, but also possess absolute The ghost of evil thoughts.

However, the process is not simple.

That's why Ye Jia needs to absorb enough Yin Qi. Only in this way can the process go smoothly.

Wei Yue frowned, and looked at Ye Jia intently: "So, you are...have you really become a ghost?"

"Yes." Ye Jia nodded, "I can't bear to let the child not be caught by a wolf."

Without making a little sacrifice, how could my mother believe it?

Ye Jia seemed to think of something suddenly, and said, "Speaking of which, you can only stay here for a while."

Wei Yuechu: "But..."

"No." Ye Jia directly refused: "Now the human side thinks you are dead, and treats me as an enemy—only in this way, mother will completely believe my defection."

Wei Yue's expression calmed down, she nodded: "I understand."

After all, the first step in deceiving the enemy is to deceive one's own people first.

She sighed helplessly:

"You really like to lie."

Ye Jia: "...how can I have it!"

Ji Xuan: "Actually..."

Ye Jia turned his head: "Shut up."

Ji Xuan obediently kept his mouth shut.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha," Wei Yueyue couldn't help laughing out, "Okay, okay, if that's the case, then I'll be justifiably lazy this time."

It's just a few guys who are still in the administration, and it is estimated that this time they will be played miserably again.

Thinking of this, Wei Yuechu couldn't help curling the corners of his lips gloatingly.

I didn't expect... to be the only one who knew the truth, so——

cool!

"Speaking of..." Wei Yuechu seemed to suddenly think of something, turned his head to look around his position, and asked with some doubts: "Where am I now?"

Wei Yue carefully looked at the place where he was now.

It looks like a dark warehouse here, with a large area, the surroundings are dark and gloomy, and the edges can hardly be seen. There are a long row of shelves neatly placed inside, and the shelves are full of strange puppets... …

"Hi." A lazy child's voice suddenly sounded behind Wei Yue.

"Wow!" Wei Yue Yue was so startled that he almost didn't take off on the spot.

She turned her head and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a pile of books not far behind her like a hill. Those books were stacked crookedly and arranged like a castle. A child Sitting cross-legged in front of the pile of books, he held a palm-sized bone doll in his arms.

He looked only seven or eight years old, with a young and delicate face, and he looked very pleasing.

child?

Is it...?

Wei Yue turned his head to look at Ye Jia in horror: "This can't be, bastard..."

"Hey! Woman! Open your eyes and let me see clearly!" The child roared angrily, "Look at what I am again?!"

Ye Jia clenched his fist and put it on his lips, coughed lightly: "Hey, this is the puppet master."

"Puppet master????" Wei Yue's eyes widened, "Is that... an S-level ghost?"

The puppet master proudly puffed out his chest: "That's right, it's Ben..."

"Just this kid?" Wei Yue looked at the other party in disbelief: "Could it be that you guys made a mistake?"

Puppeteer: "..."

He jumped three feet high angrily: "I'll kill you!!!!"

Ye Jia casually picked up a puppet on a side shelf with a blank face, and threw it not far away.

The puppet master turned pale with fright, rushed over, caught the puppet before it hit the ground, and hugged it in his arms, and then looked at Ye Jia with a face of accusation: "Didn't you say that it's better to do this?"

Ye Jia smiled and said, "Children must be polite."

Puppet Master: "You...!"

Seeing Ye Jia stretch out his hand towards the next puppet, the puppet master quickly shut up, and sat back on the spot with a depressed face.

Ye Jia withdrew his hand in satisfaction.

He pointed to the puppeteer who was sulking at the side, and introduced to Wei Yueyue: "This should be regarded as... our tainted witness, if he runs out, my mother will probably kill him, so we put him here gone."

Wei Yue nodded thoughtfully: "Oh, that's it."

She turned her head and showed a particularly bright smile to the puppeteer: "Roommate, hello."

The puppeteer stared at her gloomyly: "...cut."

·

After settling Wei Yue, Ye Jia and Ji Xuan left the ghost.

After talking harshly with humans, they returned to City M, waiting for their mother's next order.

Now, the entire city of M has almost been completely destroyed. Scarlet sticky lumps of flesh gushed out from the huge gaps forming the gates, slowly wriggling in the dim sunlight, the tall buildings were toppled and crooked, and the streets were empty. One person, this place has been completely occupied by ghosts and has become a veritable ghost town.

The residences that Ji Xuan chose were not within the range of his mother's limbs, and it was obvious that he had avoided all places that could crack open when he bought them.

Ye Jia turned his head and glanced at the blood-colored sky outside the window, his eyes darkened slightly.

Although the mother now has a "skin", but for some reason, those pieces of meat have not disappeared from the ground, and are still wriggling unconsciously.

Fortunately, the mother's consciousness is in the "skin", so those limbs cannot have vision, hearing and intelligence, otherwise there will no longer be any safe place in the entire city.

And... that one-month period.

Why give humans a month?

According to the mother's current ability, it is easy to directly destroy human beings, or turn them into efforts. What's the use of letting human beings struggle for a month?

Does this have anything to do with the limbs still squirming in the city?

Could it be... Mother hasn't fully come to the real world yet?Is there anything missing?

Ye Jia was lost in thought.

Suddenly, Ji Xuan's voice came from behind: "I can feel that my mother has left City M."

Ye Jia was startled: "What?"

He pressed, "Can you feel where she's gone?"

Ji Xuan shook his head: "No."

"But the good news is that now, City M is not under her surveillance." He lowered his scarlet eyes, stared at the young man standing in front of him, slowly approached, and said, "Let me check Treat your wound."

——There is only one chance to implant a sarcoma, and there is no room for error. They are also betting on a possibility.

Fortunately, their bet paid off.

But that doesn't mean everything will be safe in the future.

No one has made such an attempt, so everything is unknown. Ye Jia still needs to be closely monitored to make sure that his state will not continue to change.

Ye Jia nodded: "OK."

It wasn't until Ji Xuan's hands fell on his waist that he suddenly felt something was wrong: "...wait..."

The man's slender and cold fingers touched the young man's tight and smooth waist, and pushed the clothes up along his waistline, revealing his pale and slender waist.

Ji Xuan paused and glanced at him: "Are you coming by yourself?"

Ye Jia: "..."

It made him seem so uncomfortable.

He took a deep breath: "...Forget it, hurry up."

The corners of Ji Xuan's lips curled up indistinctly, and he pushed the young man's clothes to his ribs.

The young man's skin was pale and cold, glowing like porcelain under the blood-red gleam outside the window.

He is very thin, but after taking off his clothes, he found that the lines on his body are tight and smooth, like a masterpiece carved out, and there is no redundant muscle with both strength and beauty, as if it contains a powerful explosive force , There was a huge penetrating scar in the center of the young man's chest. Although the skin had healed, the irregular gray scar stood out on his pale skin, and there was still dried blood around the wound. It has an incomplete and cold aesthetic feeling.

Ji Xuan's Adam's apple moved slightly.

He raised his hand and pressed his palm gently on Ye Jia's chest.

The chest under the palm no longer rose and fell, and the heart in the chest also stopped beating, leaving only a cold silence.

Ji Xuan closed his eyes, perceiving carefully.

The scarlet sarcoma was quietly placed deep in the opponent's chest, and it seemed to be still beating slowly, but outside the sarcoma, there was a thick layer of ghostly air, tightly sealing the sarcoid In it, a few gaps were tightly left, so that the blood vessels growing from the sarcoma could take root in the opponent's chest. The two forces were tearing and contending, but strangely maintained a nearly stable state. .

Ji Xuan opened his eyes: "There should be no problem for the time being."

Ye Jia: "How long can it last?"

Ji Xuan: "It's hard to say, but if you can stabilize the barrier from time to time, you should be able to last longer."

Ye Jia nodded thoughtfully.

——You don’t need to persist for too long, as long as you can sustain this crucial month.

Suddenly, he seemed to feel something, his eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the calm, almost sanctimonious man in front of him.

"Also..." Ye Jia gritted his teeth: "Should you take your hands away?"

And...why are you still groping around?

Suddenly, the door behind was slammed open with a strong force, and a ghost with four or five faces on its head moved its jelly body and squeezed in through the crack of the door. The four or five eyes on its face were facing the end of the room. look.

It's dumbfounded.

Not far away, a tall man pinned the young man firmly against the wall. The young man below was disheveled. From this direction, he could barely see the other's pale skin and slender waistline. Their bodies were intertwined.The young man's dark red eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked over the man's shoulder in its direction, with a gloomy killing intent flashing in the darkness.

The next second, Ji Xuan suddenly raised his arms around the young man's waist, pulling him close to his chest.

He tilted his head slightly, his scarlet pupils were cold and gloomy, and the oppressive feeling belonging to a high-ranking ghost suddenly poured out towards the opponent, and he slammed it down hard without any concealment, his voice was low and impatient, with a hint of cold blood :

"go out."