Congratulations on Your Successful Escape

There was an instant silence in the air.

Mo Yi tentatively opened his eyes, and in his sight was a darkness and nothingness without light or shadow, as if the dark undercurrent in the deep sea was quietly surging, he saw that his whole body seemed to be covered with a thin layer of membrane, that narrow vacuum that would separate him from the sticky, cold jelly of the outside world.

He moved his somewhat numb fingers slowly, and couldn't help but feel a little strange about his current state.

Although the heaviness and malice that made him breathless before still existed, it seemed to be very far away. The huge and terrifying mass could only cause slight tremors on his bare skin.

Mo Yi withdrew his gaze and looked down at his left hand.

In the chaotic darkness, the ring tightly wrapped around the root of his finger was glowing slightly red, as if it was a drop of coagulated blood falling into the thick black ink. He thought about it carefully, Then he asked:

"So, I wasn't supposed to hear what you had to say?"

The other party's answer this time was much faster than before, but the disbelief in the voice did not diminish 01:30 points:

"impossible!"

The ring's voice was cold and low, it sounded like the hiss of a poisonous snake, carrying endless malice.

Mo Yi raised his eyebrows slightly—in fact, he couldn’t be heard from the outside world, but after being involved in the black glue in the game, it was as if the medium between them had been opened up, and he didn’t understand the reason behind it. Clear, but looking at the ring now, it seems that even it didn't expect the result.

Hearing the ring speak again, the shock just now disappeared without a trace, it said slowly:

"I can't stay here for long, soon you will be swallowed by the darkness around you, and become part of the game forever, or... you can tell me your wish, and I can help you achieve it, What do you think?"

In the end, its voice was filled with sweet and gentle seduction: "So...do you want to go out?"

The psychological suggestion in the ring's voice almost made Mo Yi answer subconsciously, but he clenched his fingers tightly, and the fingertips were deeply embedded in the scabbed wound in his palm. The burning pain made his brain instantly awake. .

Mo Yi's heart trembled slightly, but his face remained calm:

"But I will be swallowed by you instead. Don't we already know this result well?"

The ring's voice cooled down again, and the hoarse and eerie hiss returned to its voice:

"You always have to try to find out, don't you?"

It laughed coldly for a few times, and then continued: "However, none of what I just said is true, and I can't hold on for too long here. Instead of dying here in vain, you might as well hold on to the last breath!" Chance, at least to be able to say goodbye to your little lover before death."

Hearing that the ring associates Wen Chen with the word "little lover", it is really against harmony.

Mo Yi coughed softly, suppressed the awkward feeling in his heart, then changed the subject and asked:

"So, you know you can't resist the game, but you still choose me? Why?"

Mo Yi wanted to ask this question when he was talking to Klaus. After all, according to the information provided by Klaus, this is likely to be the only time the ring actively chooses a host, and it is very likely that the host will be selected at the beginning of the entire instance. He has already set his sights on him, and he is on the first day of the first week, and only the piano sound he hears, there is a high probability that it is the first step for the other party to lure him into the routine.

Why on earth does it take so much trouble?

The voice of the ring was filled with incomparable fanaticism and excitement: "Because, it's really——It's too fragrant, too fragrant, too fragrant, too fragrant... Such a painful and tormented soul, but it's so fragrant, So hungry...so hungry, so hungry——!"

There was no useful information in its words, and it kept repeating meaningless exclamations at the end. The almost greedy tone almost made Mo Yi's back go numb. He bit the bullet and interrupted the crazy hissing sound of the ring : "So, where is the fragrance? I don't think I'm any different from others—"

The frenzy in the ring's voice cooled down, and he said slowly and gloomyly: "Do you know why I like "love", because "love" destroys and subverts the soul of a person, and there is no such thing as any other human beings. Emotions can reach such a level, whether it is love between a man and a woman, or love for something outside of the body, it is the perfect seasoning for the fragrance, forging the human soul into pain, despair, joy, countless different appearances... "

It paused, and its voice suddenly became lighter, almost to the point where it was almost impossible to hear what it was saying without paying attention:

"But you're different...plus...hey."

Ring let out a sullen smirk.

Mo Yi wanted to continue asking, but Ring sneered and said: "But no matter what you want to ask me, I can't answer you. This has nothing to do with the game, it is the law that my existence relies on, so Don't even try to get me to talk."

Mo Yi had no choice but to swallow his question back into his stomach.

Ring gritted his teeth and continued:

"Damn game, I felt that its monitoring of the dungeon I was in was a lot looser, and with the nourishment I got in it over the years, I thought I could take advantage of the opportunity-but I didn't expect it to Saved an extra hand, and interrupted me at a critical moment..."

Seemingly aware of Mo Yi's silence from just now until now, Ring's tone eased a little:

"So, I advise you to think carefully about my suggestion. I can set a precedent for you and collect my reward after you leave the instance. I will give you the chance to say goodbye to this world and hug and have sex with your lover. Instead of being swallowed by the cold turbid current like now..."

Mo Yi's eyelids drooped slightly, and his pitch-black eyes stared at the thick darkness in front of him, as if he was seriously thinking about something...

The next second, he raised his lips slightly and smiled softly.

The ring's voice became gloomy again: "...What are you laughing at?"

Mo Yi raised his eyes, his pale face remained calm: "Actually, you didn't take the initiative to protect me in these black substances, did you?"

His voice was low and sure, as if he was stating an established fact: "You have to protect me, because once I die, you won't live either."

There was silence in the air.

Mo Yi continued to say indifferently:

"You have been living on the nourishment of Klaus' soul for hundreds of years, and based on his illusion, using Klaus as a tool, you have been devouring and grabbing all the players sent into it by the game, but I noticed that if you want to leave the host you chose before, you have to find a second host, just like a parasite, but before you find it, you have to slowly consume the soul of the host you are now dependent on, Until the next one is found... because, you are like a parasite, you can't leave the living body that provides nourishment for you, what will happen if you leave... Will you die?"

Mo Yi himself denied his thoughts: "I'm afraid not, after all you have never been truly alive."

He smiled slightly: "I'm afraid it will fall into dormancy and deep sleep until you find the next victim."

There was still a dead silence around my ears.

Mo Yi didn't mind, and slowly said along his own train of thought: "However, in such a viscous and thick malice, how can you find your next host? Unless the game shows mercy and releases you!" Come out, or you will sleep endlessly—but how could the game forgive your betrayal so easily?"

His voice was low and slow, and he said word by word: "Isn't eternal sleep synonymous with death?"

The ring was still silent, and the ruby ​​on the finger was still shimmering, as if it was just some weirdly beautiful jewelry.

Mo Yi waited patiently, as if he didn't mind the passing of time bit by bit in his palm.

From the very beginning, he never believed in this ring. It has been feeding on human beings for such a long time, and its thoughtfulness is so meticulous that it even lured him to step into its trap in a defenseless state. The stupidity and kindness shown by the ring didn't believe it at all - it knew from the beginning that what it said could be heard, but it used that stupidity to confuse and mislead itself, making him lower his guard.

But what it doesn't know is that the reason why Mo Yi can stay on the throne of the strongest hacker for so long is not because he never makes mistakes, but because he can always quickly and efficiently organize counterattacks after making mistakes.

—and never make the same mistake again.

So ever since the one who was calculated to put on the ring, Mo Yi would never take it lightly again.

But Mo Yi also knows how to handle the negotiation. He considered the words and said again: "You should already know what I am going to do and what I am targeting, right? The game is what I want to destroy and destroy. The goal."

He paused, then continued: "And if we can go out, you won't be able to do it under the strict surveillance of the game, so why not, after I destroy it, I agree to enter your illusion again and give you a shot. The chance to destroy me, you also lost the blessing of the game at that time, we played the game fairly and justly, if I was tempted by you, I would willingly offer my soul with both hands and fall into your reincarnation, how about it ?”

This time, the ring finally spoke slowly, and its voice no longer had the pretentious and exaggerated emotions before, and became calm and flat:

"It is indeed the only host I have a crush on."

It didn't seem to feel the slightest bit of frustration at being seen through, it just said relaxedly and inquiringly: "However, you can be so confident that you can beat the game-especially after knowing what a behemoth it is, I am really surprised I admire you."

Mo Yi smiled: "It's ridiculous, the reason why you are not afraid of fighting the game, I am afraid that there is no back-up, after all, you have plotted against me, if there is no second plan, I don't believe it Woolen cloth."

The voice of the ring was so cold that there was no emotional ups and downs, but it sounded a hundred times more oppressive than before:

"Of course I have backup options—but, how far you can go depends on how much you are willing to sacrifice."

It said slowly: "What I said before is not false, and I can't break free in the mud of the game, but my law can-you pay, I achieve it."

It sounds like there is no difference from the previous option, but Mo Yi knows that the proposal of the ring means the openness and transparency of gains and losses-the deal it reached in the past was not made public, and the person who made a wish to it did not know what he would pay. What, it's like not knowing the specific terms of the contract.

And now Mo Yi has the power to choose the terms.

The contract after this is concluded is enforced by the law that the existence of the ring depends on, and both parties must abide by it.