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◎This is the prison of evil. ◎

Sang Jiu opened a pair of slightly confused eyes.

If you can still have memories before you die, then Sang Jiu can be sure that your mentor will never allow you to violate the rules of the trainee of the God of Death... To let Sang Jiu die instantly is probably the greatest tenderness of the other party.

So now, is he alive or dead?

'Tick-tock', starting from the deafening sound of dripping in the tube, a picture of herself following her mentor appeared in front of Sang Jiu's eyes, her eyes were slightly hot, a little sad, but more nostalgic──

Yes, no matter how the mentor 'disposed' himself in the end, Sang Jiu didn't complain at all, but since he is still alive, what about the mentor?

With a 'swoosh', Sang Jiu sat up from the bed suddenly, and found herself lying on the snow-white hospital bed in a trance!Surrounded by a piece of white that belongs only to the hospital, there are monitoring equipment around, drips are stuck on the back of the hand, and there is still some dull pain in the chest.

"Are you awake?" A soft female voice suddenly rang out, instantly arousing Sang Jiu's attention, looking vigilantly at the door of the ward that was pulled open at some point.

The visitor was about 1.8 meters tall, considered tall among women, with a well-proportioned figure, and he could be seen as a trainer.

However, she is dressed intellectually, wearing gold-rimmed glasses with light red lenses, and her platinum-blond hair is coiled up behind her head, leaving only the side of her cheeks, which complements the dark blue female suit.

Sang Jiu felt that this face was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before...

"Well, is it possible that people who have died once will even lose their memory?" The woman stepped on her high heels over three inches and entered, her slender fingertips lifted Sang Jiu's chin, as if looking at the experimental subject , with picky eyes, "Unfortunately, your current appearance is not enough for our income standard... Maybe 'Zero' protects you too well."

"You are Xia, the deputy leader of the 'Firefly' organization!"

Naturally, it would not be very comfortable to be picked up by someone's chin like this, but Sang Jiu didn't care so much now, her eyes widened on the spot, and she yelled in disbelief.

However, it was obvious that Sang Jiu's body was still very weak. Even if she really 'yelled', it would be hissing at most, which was neither threatening nor likely to attract attention.

It was just because of this that Sang Jiu was even more frightened—as far as he knew, the organization where the tutor belonged to was not interested in 'Firefly', and sometimes they would give priority to hunting each other.

However, at this moment, I am deeply aware that the person who 'saved' me is probably Xia's subordinate... Does the other party want to use me to deal with the mentor?Or do you hope that the Order of Death can be brought down?

"Hehe..." Seeing Sang Jiu's vigilant gaze, the woman not only didn't feel offended, but found it very interesting, "Xiao Sang Jiu, don't be nervous, if it wasn't because your mentor told us to take care of you, you When will I take over this mess?"

Hearing the news about his mentor, who often sees the beginning and the end of the dragon, is very powerful and extremely charismatic, Sang Jiu's mind immediately cleared up, and he frowned vigorously.

"...I don't think there will be such an intersection between Reaper and you 'ying'." Although Sang Jiu personally cut off the fetters with the mentor for revenge, and was even executed by the mentor in the end, the boy did not Not resentful, it can even be said to be extremely worried about the future situation of the tutor, "I have long been useless to the tutor, don't even try to threaten him with me!"

A few memories are like a revolving lantern, making Sang Jiu vaguely remember that there seems to be an extra part of himself that has nothing to do with this city, but it is relaxed and fun, and he can also see the picture of his mentor shining...

But at this moment, he didn't have time to think deeply, so he could only use all his energy to think hard and deal with the connection between the Death God Organization and "Firefly" in his memory.

Or maybe he died a long time ago, but became the experimental subject of "Firefly", so now he is subconsciously, and the other party intends to learn about the mentor's information through him?

"Thank you, you really are a middle school boy who thinks too much."

The woman raised her eyebrows, lowered her hands around her chest, and then a tattoo that was very familiar to Sang Jiu just jumped into view.

"My lord has said before that to convince you to trust us, it is best to use the simplest and most brutal method."

"He is about to return to this world. Before that, I not only want you to recover to your best condition immediately, but also sit with us and get ready to wish our Lord to regain the throne at any time."

Sang Jiu felt that she was about to lose her ability to speak.

But in the past, fighting with the Sang family, walking in the darkest corners of this city full of crimes, Sang Jiu's mind is not without tenacity, and at the same time has a strong ability to control himself.

Moreover, as a group of people with special sensibilities, Sang Jiu could quite clearly feel that the woman opposite her not only did not pretend to be herself, but also what she said was serious at the same time──

As a result, what puzzled Sang Jiu the most was why his mentor became the god of death back then?Are you still willing to accept yourself as an apprentice to help you win the Sang family?

After all, through so many experiences, Sang Jiu understood very well that it was impossible for the mentor to not know about Sang Jiu’s little tricks at the time... So Sang Jiu’s success in revenge in the end was entirely due to the fulfillment of the mentor, not entirely because of Sang Jiu The effort of one person.

"Mentor, and God of Death, are they one?"

The young man's head melon has an extraordinary ability to deal with things, and he has a lot of knowledge, so he quickly thought of this magical possibility.

In the past, of course, Sang Jiu would not have dared to think so, but now with Xia's guarantee, and the other party's continuous disclosure of things that only Sang Jiu and the mentor knew, the boy had to trust the other party for the time being.

"It doesn't look like you're so stupid." Xia nodded, reluctantly acknowledging Sang Jiu's ability, his dark green eyes flickered, and said coldly: "You followed my lord to travel in other worlds, and your body looks weak now. , but as long as you cooperate well with the repair plan I made, when the time comes, your strength can be improved to a higher level."

His time and eyes are rarely allocated to believers, and more often he has to deal with many things that people can't imagine or see.

In "Firefly", Xia can only try her best to win over the people whom the Lord asked to take care of... Even if most of them are really weak, they only cry and cry every day, and they need to use all their strength to guide them to survive... ..

But Xia didn't complain, because even she herself was pulled up from the abyss when she was most depressed.

Even though this is a prison of evil, Ke Xia understands that this place is both the end and the starting point.

──The Lord did not clearly state the purpose of this place, but everyone firmly believed that when the Lord returned again, it was the time for them to support the Lord to rule over everything.

"But, if the mentor is the God of Death, why did he make so many things?" Sang Jiu was very confused, thinking that it was probably because he got up in the wrong posture, so he felt that many things seemed to be understood, but he seemed to have nothing I understand, "Before I knew that someone was going to assassinate the mentor. Although the mentor didn't seem to be doing well, his behavior was poisoned!"

"Then did he go somewhere else to recuperate now?"

"And how do you know that He is coming back soon?"

Xia couldn't help pursing his lips at this indiscriminate question, knowing that the little devil had a bunch of weird fantasies in his head, and he was specifically asking about things that weren't the point!

"Because too many people coveted the Lord's power, the Lord would intentionally tell us His arrangements in many actions at that time."

But since he agreed to take over this mess, Xia still held his patience and answered Sang Jiu one by one.

"This method is also to protect us, so that those enemies hiding in the dark will not act rashly against us."

"The Lord went to various other worlds to deal with those guys with ulterior motives, and also to accumulate strength, so that we believers can get a chance to reverse our destiny."

Vice City is pretty chaotic.

Not only is the space and time often misplaced, but even the order is out of order... Otherwise, Sang Jiu would not have exhausted all means before and used the power of the god of death to finally find a once-in-a-lifetime, extremely perfect gap , and dealt with the Sang family in one go.

This city is like a Colosseum, everyone is a designated 'player', unable to leave, will only increase the number of people put in, through various battles and robbing of resources, each other grows and loses, and establishes its own order and organization.

If so, many things in Vice City will be 'reset'.

There is no law, no reason, and there are many powers belonging to the gods running rampant here. It seems that while the residents are fighting, they are also playing games through their bodies.

──I can't trust anyone.

── preferably including yourself.

This is the first lesson Sang Jiu learned when he followed his mentor, and it runs through his short life, providing the most critical help for Sang Jiu to have the last laugh in Sang's house.

"Apart from restoring my strength, what else can I do?"

Sang Jiu couldn't find a way to leave this room... because in just a few minutes, several days and nights had passed and reset outside the window of the ward.

So the young man decided to find more things to do for himself first. It takes time to accumulate strength. Instead of confronting the woman here, it is better to sort out a thought as soon as possible.

"Really."

Hearing what Sang Jiu said, Xia admired his master's foresight even more, and couldn't help slowing down his tone:

"There are several people who are similar to you, and they are also the Lord's followers in another world. They don't know the background and rules of this city, so the Lord specially ordered you to teach them."

Sang Jiu frowned, because he could see that this was really not a task that Xia thought up by himself—it was a decision made by someone who pre-judged and then learned about Sang Jiu's character.

"Oh, they also just woke up, and their physical condition is worse than yours, so you need to accompany them to re-exercise afterwards."

Xia herself was quite busy. Seeing that Sang Jiu 'believed' in herself, she threw out a pile of thick materials and turned to leave.

"Hurry up and make yourself stronger, don't let my lord down."

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