After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

"It hurts!"

Blast clutched his swollen forehead, tears were rolling in his eyes.

Wei Chuchu threw the thick reference book in his hand aside, a layer of dust swirled up on the ground in an instant, and said coldly, "Are you awake?"

Blast froze for a moment.

He raised his head to look at Wei Yue who was standing by him, then turned his head to look at the puppeteer who was gloating beside him, and blinked slowly, as if he hadn't recovered yet.

Wei Yue waited patiently.

After a few seconds.

Blast widened his eyes little by little, and opened his mouth: "You you..."

"Me, me?" Wei Yue stared at the other party's unpredictable face like a palette, and took the conversation expressionlessly: "How about me?"

Blast raised his hand, poked the back of Wei Yueyue's hand, and murmured: "...it's hot."

He looked up:

"Not a ghost."

Wei Yuechu: "..."

Fist hardened.

She raised her hand and shuddered heavily again.

Blast covered his head with an "ouch" and came alive again, jumping three feet high, with a surprised expression on his face:

"You really didn't die!!!"

Wei Yue rolled his eyes and complained:

"...Your brain turns really fast."

"Hahahahahahahahaha!!!" Blast recovered from the surprise of seeing his surviving companion, then suddenly thought of something, and started laughing without warning.

Wei Yuechu: "?"

The red-haired young man in front of him laughed extraordinarily arrogantly, looking a bit unbearable: "I didn't expect that I guessed it right this time! Chen Qingye, Wu Su... Hahahahahaha, I really should let them see it! Who is out of their minds!"

Wei Yuechu: "..."

No matter how you look at it, it's you.

Blast said cheerfully: "I'll just say it! How could that liar, Ace, change his gender so easily! But the aura of a ghost on his body is too similar! If I don't know the real face of this person too well, or even I'll be lied to..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted coolly by the side guard Yue Yue:

"Oh, this one."

She raised her lips gloatingly: "He has really turned into a ghost."

blast froze.

He turned his head to look at Wei Yuechu, the expression on his face looked extremely funny, and he squeezed out a strange monosyllabic voice from his throat:

"...Gah?"

·

In the dark sky outside the window, there was a faint color of blood.

In the center of City M, the sky has been completely covered, except for the faint changes in light and darkness, it is almost impossible to distinguish day and night.

Fortunately, after becoming a ghost, Ye Jia was already able to see in the dark.

He lowered his head, staring fixedly at the scattered papers in front of him, his scarlet pupils shone with a strange cold light in the darkness.

Ye Jia has basically deciphered the first part.

According to the notebook, "Mother" is a collection of the darkest side of the entire world, and her core is made of malice.

Maliciousness and Yin Qi are completely two concepts.The essence of yin qi is more similar to a kind of energy. Although it can erode the body of a living person, it can also be used by human beings in turn. As long as they master certain methods, even ordinary people can control extraordinary power.

Malice, on the other hand, is pure darkness.

After a life is forcibly taken, it is created.

However, its content is very small, even from a heinous sinner, the amount that can be extracted is very limited. However, as long as human beings are invaded by a trace of malice, they can be immediately transformed from a normal and kind ordinary person, Become a lunatic who can kill his own relatives with his hands, has no moral bottom line, and does all kinds of evil. If the ghost is polluted with malicious intent, it will become a savage ghost who loses his mind and attacks all existences without distinction.

Although scary, the existence of malice is also an indispensable link in the entire natural cycle.

Only when the maliciousness in the real world reaches a certain threshold can the "mother" be released.

Therefore, the reason why the door 30 years ago can be opened is that the real world is artificially spawned a large number of extremely high concentrations of malice-it is precisely because of this that the Supernatural Administration has become more and more serious when dealing with ghosts. The more powerless.

Qi Sheng was just the knife being manipulated.

But the person behind the knife was not him but the one who told him how to open the door.

The dark and viscous liquid buried deep under the soil layer flashed across Ye Jia's mind, from which a terrifying breath was released, and countless hideous and distorted pupil faces loomed in the depths of the liquid.

His fingers tightened suddenly, and his slightly white fingertips left slight creases on the paper.

Notebook says...

The door must be opened again - because it was not fully closed 30 years ago.

The reason is that in so many years, the birth of maliciousness has never stopped.

There is only one way to artificially create extremely high concentrations of malice, and that is—to massacre human souls.

When a human being dies, the soul will slowly dissipate with the decay of the body. Even a soul with deep obsessions will only stay in the world for a little longer.

The souls that have never done evil are artificially and brutally slaughtered before they dissipate naturally, and will artificially create a trace of malice that should not have appeared.

And the accumulative amount of these malices will in turn have an impact on the world...

Ye Jia suddenly remembered the iron rule of the Supernatural Administration.

——Whether the soul does evil or not, it must be killed.

So, since then, has it already started?

Suddenly, Ye Jia felt the back of his hand being touched by something cold.

He was taken aback, pulled away from his thoughts, and turned his head to look to the side.

In the dark room, the huge blood gu fish was tilting its head, fixedly watching Ye Jia with a pair of dark eyes, and wagging its tail cautiously.

It seems hesitant.

The breath of the ghost in front of him was very similar to that of the human he liked, but not exactly the same, which made it a little afraid to recognize it.

"It is you."

Ye Jia breathed a sigh of relief.

He hooked his lips somewhat reluctantly, put his palm on top of its skull, and touched it gently.

This familiar movement made the blood gu fish's white face suddenly light up. It swung its tail vigorously, then rushed towards the other party, and affectionately stuffed its head into Ye Jia's arms .

"Okay... okay..." Ye Jia barely stabilized his figure, and put his palm against the opponent's skull to prevent himself from being knocked over.

He looked down at the blood gu fish who was extremely excited in front of him: "Where did you come from?"

At this time, Ji Xuan's voice came from the door:

"I brought it."

Holding the blood gu fish in his arms, Ye Jia raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw the other party leaning against the door, with a pair of scarlet eyes drooping slightly, looking at Ye Jia intently, and I don't know how long he stood there.

Ji Xuan half-truthfully said: "It has been a little depressed recently, I think it may be because I haven't seen you for a long time."

Ye Jia smiled, his expression softened slightly: "Is that so?"

Ji Xuan didn't change his face: "Of course."

In fact, he had been back for a while, but Ye Jia seemed to be lost in thought and didn't seem to notice his approach, so Ji Xuan stood at the door and watched him earnestly.

He saw the increasingly solemn expression on the young man's face, so he temporarily summoned the blood gu fish that was sent to carry out the mission with the shadow ghost.

Ji Xuan strode over.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the obviously relaxed expression of the other party, and his lips were slightly hooked, revealing a soft arc.

——It seems that this method is still useful.

Comforting the blood gu fish who hadn't seen him for a while, Ye Jia raised his head, looked at Ji Xuan standing in front of him, and asked, "Have you been rescued?"

Ji Xuan slightly nodded: "Yes."

"It's blast, right?" Ye Jia's tone was flat, as if he had already guessed the result.

Ji Xuan smiled: "Yes."

Sure enough it was him.

Ye Jia sighed, raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, a few scattered papers fell from his body, fluttering to the ground.

He opened his eyes, followed the direction where the pieces of paper fell, and a thoughtful expression flashed in his eyes.

——However, the arrival of the other party may be a good thing for them.

Ye Jia turned to look at Ji Xuan: "Where are the witnesses?"

Ji Xuan: "I'm slaughtered."

Ye Jia smiled slightly and stood up:

"Come on, go see him."

·

As soon as he entered the warehouse, Ye Jia felt a shadow rush towards him.

He was slightly taken aback, and was caught off guard by the other party's collar.

Blast's eyes were burning with scorching fire, just like the hair dyed fiery red. His expression was slightly distorted, as if he was suppressing his anger: "You...you..."

Ye Jia coughed lightly: "Listen to me..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by blast's expression that suddenly cracked.

There were faint tears in the eyes of the other party:

"You... you actually sacrificed so much for us!"

Blast suppressed his surging emotions, and said loudly: "From now on, I swear that I will never doubt you again!"

He sniffled: "You have suffered!"

Ye Jia: "..."

???

what's the situation?

He turned his head slowly, and looked suspiciously at Wei Yue who was standing aside.

Wei Yue looked away with a look of indignation.

In fact, she simply told the other party the information she knew. Who knows what kind of processing was done to what she said in that wonderful brain of Blast...

It's... so embarrassing.

Behind him, Ji Xuan's expression darkened slightly.

His eyes fell on blast's arm hugging Ye Jia's shoulders, a pair of blood-red eyes flashed with a gloomy look, and his displeasure seemed to be written on his face.

Caught in his own emotions, Blast shivered instinctively.

what happened?

Why is it suddenly a little cold?

Ye Jia finally broke free from the other party's warm embrace, he said: "So, you should have heard the cause and effect from Wei Yueyue's mouth by now, right?"

Blast nodded heavily, looked at Ye Jia with tears in his eyes, and seemed to want to come closer again.

Ye Jia quickly hid to the side:

"It's okay, it's almost done."

"So," Wei Yuechu said in time, breaking the deadlock in front of him.

She stepped forward and looked at Ye Jia: "During this time, have you found a way to push mother back into the door?"

This time, Blast's attention was also attracted, and he looked at Ye Jia very intently.

Ye Jia pursed his lips, thought for a few seconds, and said:

"In this regard, I have found something."

Two 10 minutes later.

Both Blast and Wei Yue showed a particularly dazed expression, and the air was dead silent.

"So...the former director of the Supernatural Administration is your grandfather?" Wei Yue asked slowly with dull eyes.

Ye Jia: "Yes."

"He opened the door 30 years ago, and then he was locked up in the basement of the headquarters for so long?"

"Correct."

Wei Yue hugged his head, with a refreshed expression on his world view:

"So...then...the current situation is all caused by the indiscriminate killing by the Supernatural Administration?"

Ye Jia thought for a while: "Almost."

Blast pondered for a while, then slowly asked: "So, in a sense, you are also the second generation of officials?"

Ye Jia: "..."

Wei Yuechu: "..."

She slowly took a deep breath, lifted the book next to her again, and slammed it heavily on the other's head, with a ferocious expression:

"Where the hell is your point?!"

Blast ran around with his head in his arms, and said aggrievedly, "I, I'm just curious..."

Ye Jia raised his hand to hold his forehead, and sighed heavily.

Damn so tired.

The puppeteer at the side gloated: "Let's fight, let's fight!"

Ye Jia raised his head and gave him a sideways glance.

The puppet master flinched a little, wilting like an eggplant beaten by frost.

Damn, this man is so boring even after he becomes a ghost.

After finally controlling the situation in front of him, Ye Jia turned to look at blast: "By the way, I need you to do something for me."

blast: "What?"

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly, and a shrewd gleam flashed in his eyes:

"When you return to the management office, help me find out who made the rule of killing all souls."

Killing the souls of ordinary people will lead to malice.

Those dark liquids buried deep under various locations in City M should be the reason why the door has been kept open for more than 30 years.

"Why can he go back!" Wei Yue jumped up dissatisfied on hearing this, and asked aggressively.

Blast smiled triumphantly: "Are you envious? Are you jealous?"

Wei Yue narrowed his eyes murderously.

In order to prevent the third fight, Ye Jia broke the deadlock: "Ji Xuan killed all the ghosts who had seen the blast, and he just chose to fight when his mother was not in the city, but Wei Yue's death was caused by both sides. It's obvious to all that once you go back, things can't be hidden."

Wei Yue sighed wearily: "Okay."

"That's right." Blast seemed to suddenly think of something, and turned to look at Ye Jia.

Immediately afterwards, he told all the things he saw during his sneaking into M City.

Ye Jia: "You said...they are digging springs?"

Blast nodded: "That's what the ghost said."

He said: "The liquid gushing out from the ground is black and sticky, and there are many people's faces in it. It is very disgusting, and it swallows the souls of those who dug the spring."

This is feeding malice.

Ye Jia turned his head and looked at Ji Xuan.

The reason why "Mother" is willing to give humans a month is definitely not out of good intentions, but to increase the concentration of malice in the real world during this month, so that she can be completely liberated from the gate.

Ye Jia looked at blast: "You go back this time, don't reveal a word about the content of our conversation this time."

"Of course!" Blast nodded emphatically.

Even though his mind is not very bright, but from the conversation with Ye Jia just now, he can tell that the appearance of his mother is probably a conspiracy that has been laid out for more than 30 years, and the man behind it is manipulating the whole situation. The hand has not yet appeared, so they can only act in secret now, and they can't startle the snake.

There is... one month left.

In any case, they must solve the puzzle within one month.

"It reminds me of the time in the game." Wei Yue suddenly smiled.

Yes, solve the puzzle within the allotted time, otherwise what awaits them is death.

I don't know why, but I feel a little emotional.

Ye Jia raised his hand and patted Blast's shoulder, and said with a slight smile, "In that case, let's use all the skills we learned in the game."

"Put it on me." Blast patted his chest vigorously.

"Oh yes."

Before leaving, Blast suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Ye Jia: "I was in City M, and the reason why I was discovered was because I heard two ghosts chatting - they said that as long as one month passes, there will be no direct descendants. used."

He briefly described the appearance of the two ghosts, and then said: "You are the direct line, right?"

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded.

"I think that mother may want to attack you." Blast said solemnly: "During this time, you should also be careful."

Ye Jia hooked his lips, narrowed his dark red pupils slightly, and said, "Is that really the case?"

Blast was surprised: "Huh? You already know?"

Ye Jia shook his head: "It's just a guess."

He said: "Mother's attitude towards us is too tolerant, so tolerant that she hardly looks like the mother of all the ghosts and monsters."

Even before the door opened, Ji Xuan disobeyed her orders more than once, and even blatantly stood on Ye Jia's side, but his mother didn't make much movement except some mild punishments. And after Ji Xuan stated that he did everything to transform Ye Jia into a fierce ghost, he lightly canceled all previous rebellious acts.

For an existence like "mother" with evil thoughts at its core, this is simply not ordinary gentleness.

As for Ye Jia, not only did he divide the area near the capital to him, even when he showed an inclination to leave M City, he still did not interfere too much.

For Li Gui, is there really any "mother-child relationship"?

The answer is probably no.

Then, there is only one possibility left.

The mother has other plans for their two "direct descendants".

Ji Xuan nodded thoughtfully: "I will send my men to check."

He looked at blast: "It's that jelly-shaped monster with four or five faces on its body, right?"

"Yes." Blast nodded.

Ji Xuan hooked his lips: "I know where to find it."

Ye Jia: "Okay."

Then he can continue to read the notebook.

·

Inside the Authority's underground shelter.

Blast came back in a hurry, Wu Su and Chen Qingye greeted him: "How is it? Are you injured?"

"It's okay." Blast rubbed his messy hair, and a burst of dust flew up instantly. He said, "It's just a skin injury."

Chen Qingye pushed his glasses: "Did you find the body?"

Blast gritted his teeth: "...Yes."

Wu Su was startled at first, then his expression became serious and gloomy again.

Although he knew that the possibility of such a thing was very small, when Blast left, he still couldn't help having a little fantasy in his heart...

Maybe?

Perhaps, the other party's guess is correct?

But now, after seeing Wei Yueyue's body, the truth has indeed come to light.

Wu Su sighed, and patted Blast on the shoulder: "My condolences."

Blast took a deep breath: "Give me a little time."

Wu Su: "Okay, you want to..."

blast: "Where is our data room?"

Wu Su: "???"

A painful expression appeared on Blast's face: "I want to stay quietly for a while."

... and information?

Wu Su blinked in bewilderment, and pointed in one direction.

"Thank you." Blast thanked in a hurry, then turned around and strode towards the direction he pointed.

Behind him, Chen Qingye narrowed his eyes slightly, and habitually raised his hand to push the glasses on the bridge of his nose, a bright light flashed on the glasses.

Reference room.

Blast sat on the floor, flipping through a stack of documents carefully.

Suddenly, he felt a itch on his thumb.

He turned his head to look, almost out of his wits.

A huge black bug was lying on his thumb, and two small black eyes were staring at him.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa tos to the wings to fluttered.

Blast's screams got stuck in his throat, he couldn't get up and down, it was extremely uncomfortable.

Chen Qingye narrowed his eyes slightly, bent down, and leaned closer to the other party, his probing eyes shot over through the lens.

Blast was terrified, he leaned back slightly: "You, what are you doing?"

Chen Qingye smiled slightly: "You didn't see Wei Yueyue's body, did you?"

blast: "!!!!"

Hold! ! !

Chen Qingye seemed to have read the information he wanted from the other party's expression, and he sat down next to blast in a leisurely manner:

"Tell me, what are you looking for?"

blast: "..."

He bit the bullet: "What did you say? I don't understand..."

Chen Qingye picked up a stack of materials, and pushed his glasses unhurriedly: "Do you think you are good at dealing with words?"

blast: "..."

Damn, it's so hot.

Chen Qingye turned his head and smiled at him: "It must be faster if two people search together, right?"

·

inside the room.

Ye Jia sat among the scattered pieces of paper, looking down at something.

"Is it okay for you to leave the matter to him?" Ji Xuan sat down beside him, with a hint of jealousy in his calm voice: "This man has a reckless personality and often moves his hands and feet. .”

Ye Jia: "..."

Your focus is on hands and feet, right?

He said: "Blast is a person who puts everything on his face. The other members of the management team may be able to hide it, but Chen Qingye should already know Blast very well, and there is a high possibility that he will notice it."

Ye Jia gently touched the back end of the pen to his lips:

"Chen Qingye is very good at processing text information. If anyone can find the information we need from the vast amount of information, he is probably the only one."

Ji Xuan raised his eyebrows: "Then why don't you let blast tell anyone?"

Ye Jia smiled shortly: "The procedure has to go through."

Ji Xuan: "..."

Are you just trying to satisfy your own bad taste?

The smile on his lips deepened, and he looked down at the note in Ye Jia's hand: "How? How is your interpretation now?"

Ye Jia: "This part should be talking about the conditions for completely releasing the mother from the door. There are four conditions in total. I'm still decoding the most critical part, but it's coming soon."

He lowered his head and continued to write and draw on the piece of paper in front of him.

First of all, there is a sufficient concentration of evil thoughts-the spring being dug under City M should be for this purpose.

Then, there is a body—every part must be polluted with strong malice.

Ye Jia's pen paused slightly, and the scene of his mother lying in a pool of blood flashed in his mind.

...is that so?

Parts of the body that can become "mothers" probably need to go through such a process before they can become qualified parts.

And the remaining two...

·

Administration's reference room.

There was the sound of flipping pages, but otherwise the room was silent.

Chen Qingye spoke suddenly, breaking the silence: "Come and see this."

Blast leaned over: "What?"

Chen Qingye held up a piece of yellowed paper and showed the content on it to Blast: "This is the list of founders of the Supernatural Administration."

"Oh..." Blast responded dully, "What's wrong?"

Chen Qingye sighed bitterly, and pointed to a line of words: "Look here."

That's the list of investors who created Occult Authority.

Among them, 80.00% of the funds all come from the same family, and that family has a very unusual surname——

Ji.

"...Ji?" Blast was taken aback, "Is this surname common?"

Chen Qingye narrowed his eyes slightly: "...not common."

·

Ye Jia finally decoded the last two conditions.

Article [-] - The direct bloodline of the person who opened the door.

The person who officially opened the door was Qi Shengze, so this direct bloodline probably refers to himself.

Ye Jia looked thoughtfully at the bottom one.

And Article [-]—

Ye Jia was slightly taken aback, as if he didn't think that what he decoded would be such an answer.

He stared at the words on his paper, lost in thought.

Article [-] is——

The direct bloodline of the person who built the door.