C32 – The Secret of Dark Beach
by UntamedSZhuo Yu and Long Ran looked at each other suddenly.
The two of them had reversed their identities; a pathetic person who had been plundered as a resource had become a victimizer, and a superior person who had dominance had become a wretch.
Long Ran’s eyes flashed with a painful look; he felt like falling into the purgatory of ice on one side and fire on the other. As “Long Ran” as an individual, he was attracted by Zhuo Yu and couldn’t help but want to protect him, love him, and care for him. However, as “Long Ran,” he needed revenge.
The torment of waiting for 130,000 years, the joy of finally finding a mate, and the hatred of facing betrayal were enough to burn his heart.
The mix of emotions caused Long Ran’s sanity to crumble and his genetic instincts to take over his body.
He wanted revenge.
Revenge in a way that wasn’t k-illing the bride, because bonding with the bride was the destiny he was created for, and that would be a waste.
“……”
Long Ran clenched his fists; the serpentine form that the party had already hid revived once again, and tiny scales crawled up to the corners of his eyes.
Everyone didn’t know why these two suddenly fell silent; only Luo Musheng seemed to realize it and sighed in his heart.
Things were just as he expected.
Long Ran moved.
He pulled over Zhuo Yu’s hand, fastened the person in his arms, and then opened his snake-like mouth, biting down on Zhuo Yu’s neck.
Liu Jingyun was shocked; she immediately drew out her knife and aimed it at Long Ran, not knowing why this guy suddenly turned against the water. “What are you doing? Quickly let go!”
She had already made up her mind in this short half a second that if Long Ran was really going against the captain, she would ki-ll him.
Dong Yao on the other side was also stunned by this unimaginable development; he didn’t know how the two people, who were still in love just a moment ago, suddenly acted like enemies. Long Ran’s bite was so fierce that he could have ripped out a human’s throat if he had pushed a little harder; he was really serious!
“Cough… ” Bloo-d dripped from the corner of Zhuo Yu’s mouth, but he didn’t resist. He just gently stroked Long Ran’s cheek and said, “E-Eating me can be considered a way of bonding.”
The bride was bone and flesh, the groom was bloo-d and soul, and when the two were united, the Snake god would be made whole again and descend to the earth once more.
This was the meaning of the ceremony’s existence.
Even if the bride had ki-lled the Snake god, the point of his original birth was to give birth to an heir, and now it was to rejoin the Snake god, and although the rationale was one of abhorrence and resistance, genes and nature couldn’t fool anyone.
He could feel the moistened liquid running down his neck; it was a large amount of blo-od, and the rows of barbed teeth of the snakes just pierced into his flesh, but what it brought wasn’t the fear of dying; it was the satisfaction and excitement that originated from instinct.
Zhuo Yu’s voice was very hoarse; his vocal cords were damaged, but he didn’t push Long Ran away; instead, he tightly wrapped his arms around the other man’s head, holding him down, and took the initiative to bring his neck forward.
“I’m not that person.” He was lying.
“If you want revenge, it’s fine to eat me.” He was a liar.
“The short twenty years I’ve existed may have been for this moment; melt me into your bloo-d and bones.” Zhuo Yu’s long eyelashes fluttered slightly, he suddenly remembered that in literature, the bridge of being pierced in the flesh by a sharp instrument usually carried a strong s-exual/metaphorical symbolism, its symbolism was self-evident.
Today it was.
Eating flesh and bloo-d, piercing the skin with long, sharp teeth, and letting the bloo-d gush out was not much worse than another kind of bonding.
If Zhuo Yu was given the choice to die, he might actually choose to be eaten by his beloved.
What a romantic combination.
It was a pity that the current Zhuo Yu didn’t want to die.
He won the bet again. Long Ran was stunned for a long time, trembling to the point where he could barely maintain the position. He loosened his mouth, his snake teeth brought out a line of blo-od, and Zhuo Yu’s entire neck was about to be bitten to pieces; it was just a little bit short of breaking, almost causing Zhuo Yu to completely lose his vitality.
“What should I do with you?”
Long Ran wrapped Zhuo Yu in his arms and said, “I can’t do it; I really can’t do it.”
“You’re right, you’re not that person, and I’m not the Snake god; we’re just descendants, but we were confused by the memories of 130,000 years ago; I was wrong.”
Long Ran looked at Zhuo Yu’s wounds; a wave of remorse and fear inside his heart came up, making him about to be unable to stand still: “How could I hurt you? In my long life, only you are a special existence; only you belong to me completely.”
Long Ran strengthened his heart: “Even if I’m just an incarnation, even if I’m not the original, the god won’t be able to snatch you away from me; you’re mine, only mine!”
“I will do whatever it takes to keep you, even if I have to ki-ll a god.”
Long Ran’s eyes were once again colored crimson, and inside was an unprecedented, almost soul-burning madness.
“…… ” Zhuo Yu laughed hoarsely, “Good boy, this is why I like you, ah.”
The situation was reversed once again, and the confused crowd awakened from this cruel but magnificent scene. Long Ran’s black scaled armor was sprinkled with Zhuo Yu’s bloo-d, like a dahlia blooming in the black earth, while Long Ran knelt on the ground and kissed Zhuo Yu’s hand, as if branding an eternal oath.
This pair of bloo-dy lovers had a meeting of the minds.
Shocked, Liu Jingyun took out first aid bandages and medical sprays from the lattice space to heal Zhuo Yu’s injuries, while Dong Yao looked at Long Ran with what appeared to be envy in his eyes; perhaps he was truly infected by this twisted scene, and he was really a little jealous of Long Ran.
It was so good…
Dong Yao’s fingers trembled, he looked at Zhuo Yu’s pale face and blo-odless lips, and ultimately failed to say anything.
Forget it; this was just an NPC.
If the next batch of actors entered this movie, Long Ran would similarly say the same words with another bride, right? This was the program they were set up for; all love and hate was false.
Dong Yao inexplicably felt that Zhuo Yu was a little pitiful; a strange feeling of pity lingered in his heart. Why was it Long Ran that was so lucky and not him? Obviously he was just an NPC, a string of cold data.
However, that kind of weird emotion was high.
Would Long Ran, with such deep obsession in his bones, really treat the second person like this again? Even Dong Yao himself didn’t believe it.
Except for Dong Yao, the other actors dared not speak out. Old Qin watched with his eyes, nose, and heart, drifting away from the atmosphere and only hoping to leave the film by holding the thighs of Zhuo Yu and Long Ran. Although the director Li Chuanning wasn’t an actor, as the initiator of the project and a scholar who was passionate about studying Mingshan culture, he had already memorized almost all the small notebooks he carried with him, which were observation logs of Long Ran and Zhuo Yu.
[The will of the bride and groom can resist genetic influences.] He added this sentence at the end of the paper.
The audience who witnessed this scene also howled.
[This, who can say it’s not love!]
[It’s really not; Zhuo Yu is using a bitter trick; it’s just a reprieve.]
[No, Zhuo Yu is obviously caught up in it; look at his eyes; it’s really a romance movie, right?]
[Indeed, I’ve seen Zhuo Yu’s last movie; in the last one he was just emotional towards BOSS like he loved his muse; this time his eyes are almost empty.]
[How to say, he’s quite perv-erted.]
[Reconsideration: I don’t think Zhuo Yu has always been a normal person; he’s just perv-erted.]
-Who can’t like a little per-vert? This guy pulled himself back from the brink of death with a few words, as if he already knew that Long Ran couldn’t ki-ll him; it’s so exciting!]
[Don’t say anything, combine, right now.]
[Hey, they can’t really broadcast this; it’ll be mosaicked out.]
[I originally thought that ZhuoYu was a useless little pale boy, but now it seems that’s not true; there’s something about him.]
[Yeah, he’s not a weakling who’s afraid of death. I’m starting to look forward to his performance.]
[Plus one, black to pink, concerned.]
Fans of Zhuo Yu, who had been suppressed for a long time, finally sank their teeth into the last movie and frantically promoted it.
[Go and watch “Strange Tales By The Lakeside,” that one in the canon!]
[Buckle up and watch Zhuo Yu and his Big Mangy One.]
[Not in terms of getting high on CP; that movie is still great; link here.]
The Western Magistrate, who had been following this movie, also nervously gripped the shaman’s hat in her hand. What the hell was Number One doing?
Was this still the man she knew?
Number One was an enigma from the day Infinite Studios was established; he was the first being who first existed on the set, but he banished himself to become a movie killer; all the movies that had his special BOSS in them were hell for the actors.
She’d never seen Number One so humble, and she’d thought the man had no human emotions!
What the hell was Zhuo Yu?
The Western Magistrate warily sent a call invitation to the old man on the eastern side, and soon, the bearded old face appeared in front of the screen.
“Old man, you know Zhuo Yu, right?” The woman’s voice was a bit terrified.
“His movies are good.” That was all East Magistrate could say; his old face had already been disgraced in Strange Tales by the Lakeside.
“Number one isn’t quite right, I think…”
“Hmph.” The old man’s cold grunt interrupted her, “Don’t mention that obscure thing to me; the fact that the Allspark didn’t burn him is truly the biggest unsolved mystery on the set.”
The shaman wiped away a cold sweat; she knew the two didn’t get along; well, actually, it was the old man who unilaterally couldn’t see past number one.
“Don’t say that; you and I are still at his mercy when it comes to certain permissions.”
“So what.” The old man narrowed his eyes. “I know the purpose of your calling me here; my authority is greater in terms of governing unions, so you want me to test Zhuo Yu with other unions, right?”
The sorceress nodded. “I am not ashamed to tell you, I only infiltrated the dream gap and was outed by Number One; I can only rely on the actor’s power in this regard.”
The old man didn’t agree but didn’t refuse either; only the screen flickered and turned black.
He hung up.
The Western Magistrate smiled, knowing that the other party was moved.
She reopened the movie of the Secret of the Dark Beach and watched it, the characters in it already unfolding their next actions.
“But it really made me look for it.” On the screen, Luo Musheng shook the key in his hand. “It’s actually inside the corpse of the Nine-Headed Viper; the key to the upper level is hidden inside the guardian, so it seems that someone must be able to defeat it. Luckily, it was fighting internally with the Dream Viper, saving me the trouble.”
Zhuo Yu didn’t really want to talk; his throat injury hadn’t healed yet; he just silently took the key and opened the door to the third flight of steps.
The passageway was close at hand.
Liu Jingyun hesitated for a moment and slowly said, “Captain, since you’ve made it clear to us, won’t something happen if we go further up? By the time we reach the top, we will also die, right?”
“Take a step and see what happens.” Luo Musheng patted Liu Jingyun’s shoulder, “Don’t forget our mission.”
It was the system that required them to reach the top.
The view of the fourth floor unfolded at the end of the stairway; it was pure white and unsullied. Zhuo Yu almost hallucinated the modern medical ward.
“What are all these things?” Liu Jingyun carefully weaved in and out of the instruments; she couldn’t tell at all what these things that looked like a mixture of circular scales and balances were used for, and the material was more like… trees than stone? Or coral?
It was about half a meter high, with two supports standing on the stone tiles, a tray on each side, and the bottom was covered with syringe-like tentacles/hands, looking like some kind of evil deep-sea creature.
Luo Musheng said, “Just don’t move it; it looks related to genetic engineering.”
He looked around. “There are murals here as well, right? Since the third level is adulthood, it should be middle age now… I can’t really think of any symbols of people reaching middle age.”
“Midlife crisis?” Liu Jingyun pursed her lips.
“It’s not impossible.” Luo Musheng squatted down to look at the strange instrument in front of him. “I’ll study it, Zhuo Yu; look at the mural first.”
Zhuo Yu nodded, and after he turned on his heat sense, the murals on the fourth floor were also visible.
Just as the Bride said, he did seize all parts of the Snake god, and the Bride became the new god of the Ming Kingdom, but everything wasn’t that simple.
A strange disease had suddenly spread from the people of the Ming Kingdom.
Yao Disease.
Those who suffered from Yao disease were just like the ancient legend that Zhuo Yu searched for; they began to be stiff, and after pupating, it was as if the genes of the whole body had been broken up, and they became unadulterated strips of human flesh, which looked very horrible, and even their sanity disappeared, which made them simply monsters.
The countrymen of Ming regarded snakes as their beauty, but the fleshy thing was more frightening and disgusting to the countrymen of Ming than triggering the effect of the Valley of Terror. This was like a plague spreading. The authorities soon ordered isolation and burned the buckwheat pupae, but it had no effect at all.
That was, until they figured out the source of the Yao disease.
The very first ancestors of the Ming Kingdom were the ones who ate the snake god’s snake molt and were genetically assimilated; that was why they became the image of the people of the Ming Kingdom nowadays, and their spiritual world as well as their physical/corporeal bodies were inextricably linked to the snake god, which was why the snake god learned that they wanted to rebel against it.
But after the Serpent god was ki-lled, he could no longer control the genes he had scattered out, and those who suffered from Yao disease did so because of the genes deteriorating.
It was as if the master died and that part of the genes rotted and deteriorated along with him; it was an unsolvable disease.
Those who ki-lled god would eventually be ki-lled.
The outbreak of Yao Disease was getting worse and worse, and the people of the Ming Kingdom knew that it wasn’t a contagious disease at all but a genetic disease that everyone carried, and if there was no way to control it, the whole of the Ming Kingdom would be wiped out due to Yao Disease.
The lead went to the new god for help, but the bride didn’t have good senses for humans, and if he could ki-ll his own groom, he’d pay even less attention to these weak and ignorant species, and the bride wanted revenge on the humans just as much.
It was mankind that made him, and it was mankind that forced him and his people to kill each other, and if it had not been for mankind…
The bride smiled and told them that there was no solution, but if they wanted to ease the sickness and the trepidation in their hearts, they should come to him and believe in him, and the power of faith would keep the pain away.
Of course, this was his casual deception.
Entering middle age, civilization was overwhelmed and could only place all its hopes on the new god. They served the bride with the strength of the whole country, built wine ponds, meat forests, and golden temples, and did everything in the most luxurious way that humans imagine, only seeking the blessings of the god.
The bride became a towering symbol, but he just looked down on all beings, waiting for the moment of the end of the Ming Kingdom.
It didn’t take more than a few hundred years for the people to realize that the new god had deceived them, that there was simply no relief from the Yao Disease, and that within these hundred years, the hundreds of millions of people in the Ming Kingdom had plummeted to fifteen million today, and that if this went on, they would truly become extinct.
The cold-eyed bride finally left them a way out.
“Since I can ki-ll the snake god, I can resurrect him; this is your only hope.”
The Mount Ming Pagoda used to ki-ll the Serpent god in the beginning was still just a four-sided triangular pyramid, and after the Bride left his oracle, the Ming Kingdom once again started to work and rebuilt this giant tower one by one, with the two towers’ bottom faces facing each other, forming an octahedral diamond-shaped building.
If the upper half of the tower symbolized death, the lower half was new life.
The bride said to the people of the Ming Kingdom, [I will go far away, but because of instinct, I will always return after every five hundred years, and if I can unite with the incarnation of the serpent god sealed in the tower, then my bloo-d and bones, fused with the groom’s, will be reorganized once again to reverse life and death under the power of the pagoda of Mount Ming.
If you can wait until that day, it will be the day when sickness and pain are far away.]
At this point, the bride disappeared into the Ming Kingdom.
“So it’s like this…” Zhuo Yu looked up at the pure white ceiling.
Although he was born for the purpose of bonding, as soon as he bonded, his soul and individuality would cease to exist, and he could only fuse with Long Ran to become a resurrected god.
What was the system’s claim—did it really want him to become a god?
But that also meant that he would die, right?
This was like two diligent toolmen; everything they did was to resurrect the original owner of the tower; Zhuo Yu couldn’t accept it.
“There are no snakes on this level.” Liu Jingyun looked left and right and couldn’t see any creatures; the second floor was also empty, but at least there was a Dream Viper hiding in the shadows.
“Ki-lled by me.” Long Ran spoke out of turn, “I remembered part of it; when I was still in the tower, I wanted to leave this place, and the Snake god incarnation on this level tried to stop me, and the two of us started a fight.”
“You killed one of them before the bride even arrived.” Long Musheng spat as he pushed his glasses up, “You’re a seedy one.”
“But you guys have to be careful; just because there’s isn’t a guardian doesn’t mean there’s no danger.”
As soon as Long Ran’s words fell, Liu Jingyun asked, “Do you guys feel that your breathing has gotten heavier?”
The assassin blo-odline that she had gotten was very sensitive to changes in her surroundings, and her perception was also stronger than the others. Liu Jingyun obviously found that her movements were starting to slow down, it was difficult to breathe, and her body was sinking a lot.
“Indeed.” Luo Musheng tried to stand up from his crouching state, but realized that the resistance had become much greater.
The air in this room was becoming sticky, and it was like they were moving through glue.
As the crowd began to realize this, the fourth layer was like catching the prey and began to close the net.
Liu Jingyun suddenly felt both of her shoulders heavy, the immense pressure almost causing her to kneel down, and she managed to maintain her decency by sticking her knife into the stone bricks. Luo Musheng, a relatively thin male, also felt a more pronounced sense of oppression.
“Not good, it’s gravity!”
This was the fear and pressure that everyone felt when the Ming Kingdom was in a desperate situation back then, right? So the difficulty of this layer was overcoming gravity.
“How did they do it? Can gravity even be artificially created?” Luo Musheng shouted as he broke down.
“They have high technology bestowed by aliens, or else!” Liu Jingyun braced himself and stood up, wanting to hurry and look for an exit while she could still move, but the steps on this level were also locked by a thick stone door, and the only way to leave was to find the key.
“Back there!” Zhuo Yu shouted.
Liu Jingyun suddenly stopped her footsteps; only then did she realize that from an unknown time, the strange instruments all over the ground moved, and with a pain in her ankle, she realized that it was the coral tree-like thing that stretched out its touching branches and ruthlessly stabbed her.
“This thing can’t be poisonous!?” Liu Jingyun crumbled a little; she wanted to crouch down to check it out, but she was afraid that she would never be able to stand up again.
Reality told her that this thing was even more terrifying than poisoning.
A drop of blo-od dripped from the tip of the touching branch into the tray, and then a twisted and writhing piece of flesh was born on the other tray, which rolled down to the ground, and in no time, it grew on its own against the wind, and under Liu Jingyun’s fearful gaze, it grew a nose, eyes, and a mouth that looked exactly like hers.
The first layer of the yearling serpent could turn a person into an embryo, then the fourth layer of the sacred tree could replicate the genes and present a person from scratch.
“Replica” Liu Jingyun was pale, like a creature that couldn’t see the light under the sea, secreting mucus all over its body, with a few occasional mottled scales across its flesh/body; it had no s-exual characteristics, and even its limbs were bizarrely long, with only the face resembling the main body.
Like a newborn dog, it arched its nose around, trying to suckle on breast milk.
But, being a replica, it needed human DNA.
It wanted to eat flesh and drink bloo-d.
“MA……M……” The replicant was trying to speak but quickly gave up because it was hungry.
Liu Jingyun’s back was covered in cold sweat; an unspeakable feeling of nausea surged through her heart, making her almost vomit, but she couldn’t move; the gravity had already reached a level unacceptable to an ordinary person in this short period of time, and only the replica was moving towards her.
The replicant’s mind grew clearer.
It wanted to live, no matter what it did!
The creature lunged at Liu Jingyun, and Liu Jingyun couldn’t exert even the quickest of reflexes, so she could only bring up her sword to block.
On the other side, Long Ran also showed a rare disgusted emotion.
He knew what these things were; those subspecies of Sea god trees were planted by the opponents he ki-lled, a plant that originated from the same place as the Snake god. Back then, the people of the Ming Kingdom should have relied on this technology to create replicants to slow down the process of extinction.
There were also tentacle branches crawling towards his side, but Long Ran never wanted to create another one of himself; he immediately activated the genes in his body, and snake scales spread all over his body so that the tentacle branches had no way to take the blood.
“Let it build.” Zhuo Yu’s voice suddenly rang out.
He crawled towards the closest sea god tree with his strong winged claws and actually took the initiative to drip bloo-d onto the tray.
“Trust me.” Although Zhuo Yu’s voice was hoarse, it was filled with a trusting weight.
Long Ran frowned and shed his snake scales, allowing the god tree to touch the branches and take the bloo-d.
Soon, a replicant with Zhuo Yu’s face appeared, paralyzed on the ground, looking around in confusion and stroking his face with a pale hand, as if he were making a preliminary perception of the world and himself.
And Long Ran’s got weird.
The thing hadn’t grown a face, and its round head was blank.
Long Ran explained, “This is a curse placed on me by the opponent I ki-lled; my face will be forgotten; even if I leave the Mount Ming Pagoda to head to the human world, no human will remember my appearance; he wanted to erase my existence.”
It was because the people around him had no recollection of Long Ran, and Long Ran himself had lived through too long a life that he had become a phantom with only a name in a world that couldn’t retain memories.
Zhuo Yu, on the other hand, was a descendant of the Bride, and he was unencumbered, becoming the only one in the group who could see Long Ran’s face.
They were born for each other.
“Can you guys stop gossiping? Save me!” Liu Jingyun wanted to cry; she desperately resisted her clone, but the clone had similarly inherited her indomitable spirit and persistently kept attacking her.
Luo Musheng used all his strength and threw a paralyzing bo-mb at the thing, and Liu Jingyun’s replica didn’t move all of a sudden.
She had just breathed a sigh of relief when she realized that Zhuo Yu’s side had unexpectedly sprung up two of them as well.
“Me ……” Zhuo Yu’s clone tilted his head and came closer to the main body. “It’s me too…”
Zhuo Yu put his hand on his face and let him touch it. “I am me; you are you.”
The replica’s eyes were instantly filled with hostility; his newly developed brain had trouble processing the problem at hand, but it did convey a message.
He looked the same as the man in front of him.
It couldn’t be!
“You’re just a clone.” Zhuo Yu spared no effort to irritate his other self.
“Die ……” The replica violently hammered the ground with its hand, its eyes full of rage.
When it uttered those words, Long Ran raised his guard for fear that it would turn against Zhuo Yu; however, it didn’t hit Zhuo Yu; instead, it dragged its legs around looking for sharp objects to stab at itself.
As soon as it pulled over the touching branches of the divine tree that were flying around, it aimed the sharp end at its heart.
The death it was talking about, surprisingly, was wanting to ki-ll itself.
“No one knows myself better than I do.” Zhuo Yu said indifferently, “If I knew that I was a replicant and not my own body, I would also have trouble accepting it.”
His high pride would not allow him to live as a substitute.
Perhaps that was why, in the mural, the Bride gave up his ego and taught humans to transform the Mount Ming Pagoda, choosing that future of union with the Serpent god.
Zhuo Yu was a perfectionist, and the substitute, proving itself to be nothing more than a shadow of another, was a cripple by its very birth. There was no point in him living at all if even his personality, memories, and appearance were the likeness of another.
He would be so disgusted that he would ki-ll himself.
A silver light in Long Ran’s eyes flashed, and his body and mind shook, but soon the silver color faded, and Long Ran regained his composure.
“Do you want to live a little more meaningfully?” Zhuo Yu said to the replicant, “Then go and ki-ll the other replicants; prove that your birth is superior to theirs and that you are the strong one stepping on their heads.”
The replicant stopped its self-mutilating hand; it was thoughtful and seemed to agree with the words of the main body.
And at this point, with everyone in the group having been created duplicates because they couldn’t move, it had a lot of options.
A pair of monstrous dragon wings unfolded; it crawled towards Luo Musheng’s replica at an astonishing speed; its sharp wing claws instantly pierced through the body of its kind, and instead of blo-od, they oozed out a slimy white paste.
Luo Musheng’s replica looked at its kind in disbelief before collapsing to the ground, not moving a muscle.
Luo Musheng himself had a cold chest and looked at Zhuo Yu in horror. “You’re too ruthless, aren’t you?”
Zhuo Yu was crushed to the ground by the heavy pressure and said unnecessarily, “I’ve said it all; I know myself very well. Now that the opportunity has come, why don’t you go find the key?”
Luo Musheng wanted to, but he really couldn’t move! He felt like his internal organs were going to be pressed and pushed out; this kind of gravity damage would cause permanent damage to his body; he could only move his brain now.
In the crowd, only Long Ran was still able to move; his scale armor was very resistant to pressure; it was the only hope of escaping this floor.
Luo Musheng’s brain analyzed quickly: “Since there are no clues on the mural, then, it’s impossible for a key to be born out of thin air in the replicant’s body; the key must be hidden in some god tree.”
Long Ran grated his teeth and marched forward against the heavy pressure, and at that moment, his replicant finally moved.
He knew it.
This thing would definitely come to ki-ll him.
Because of Zhuo Yu.
There was only one person who could get Zhuo Yu.
Long Ran’s replica tried to twist its own tail, then moved its limbs to make sure it was a strong male, before turning its gaze to Zhuo Yu.
It didn’t look at the replica because Zhuo Yu himself had a stronger attraction to it.
And at that moment, Zhuo Yu used his skill.
[Beast’s heart hand, “Take Trust,” is activated.]
[NPC Long Ran clone, hit.]
“Go ki-ll those white replicants; they’re trying to hinder our union.” Zhuo Yu even used mind control on it to impose this hint: “They were born with you; they are your competitors; your destiny is to ki-ll your own kind; have you forgotten?”
Luo Musheng was shocked, not expecting Zhuo Yu to be so capable of turning black and white and stealing concepts.
Indeed, Long Ran was born to ki-ll his kind and be the last one. But his enemy wasn’t a replica, but the snake god Incarnate, ah. Zhuo Yu was teasing the replica of the Long Ran, and he really brainwashed the replica.
The replicas were its kind; yes, no problem at all.
Luo Musheng was tempted to pat his head. “How did you grow your mouth? Lend me one.”
The Long Ran replica gave up on k-illing the main body and quickly reached a united front with Zhuo Yu’s replica.
The replicas started a civil war!
Long Ran took this opportunity to trudge over to the sacred tree and smashed the coral-textured replicator with a single punch; however, there was nothing inside; only a sticky liquid stained Long Ran’s hands all over.
There were dozens of replicators on the entire fourth floor, and he could only endure the increasingly heavy pressure to destroy the sacred tree.
Liu Jingyun was the first one who couldn’t stand it; her knife was already out of her hand, and all her organs were screaming with pain.
People could only withstand up to ten times the gravity, and now she was already on the verge of that critical point; her eyes were now black, her bones were creaking; as long as she withstood twice as much gravity, she would immediately break, and her heart was also at risk of sudden stop at any time because her heart was being pressed to the point that it wouldn’t be able to move and couldn’t transport blood.
Liu Jingyun felt that her fingertips were cold, the ends of her limbs were already numb, and she couldn’t even feel the existence of her limbs; only the feeling of her internal organs being pulled was clear and dull pain.
She vomited a mouthful of blo-od as her throat sweetened.
I can’t die, I can’t die; I’ve only just exchanged my abilities and gotten on track with the captain; I can’t just die in gravity like this; she still had school left to finish; she hadn’t graduated from college; she didn’t even have a boyfriend yet!
How could she die in this Mount Ming Pagoda?
Liu Jingyun desperately hypnotized herself while Liu Jingyun’s clone was equally tenacious.
The other replicas had all been ki-lled; Dong Yao’s hadn’t survived the combined attacks of the two replicas, Long Ran and Zhuo Yu, and had been torn into pieces by the dragon’s claws and piled up by the side of the road, and now the only one left was Liu Jingyun.
It had taken over the sword of the original body and could be said to have utilized the advantages of an assassin to the fullest, flexible like a loach, always dodging attacks at tricky angles.
Long Ran clone threw a tail over to wrap its ankle; it knew it couldn’t be close and surprisingly slashed its calf to escape.
Long Ran himself was a bit overwhelmed; his skin broke apart and oozed bloo-d as he smashed the thirtieth god tree. Then the female clone who escaped with a broken wrist actually turned around and attacked Long Ran.
She put up a straight blade and slashed violently towards Long Ran.
As long as the DNA… was obtained, her wounds would be able to heal!
At this time, Long Ran also finally touched the ancient and thick key in a packet of mucus but he no longer had the strength to move his body; he felt that someone was close behind him, but he couldn’t move at all.
Just when everyone thought that Long Ran was going to take the cut hard, the key in Long Ran’s hand was taken away.
It was Zhuo Yu’s clone.
It lifted its wings and flew, swooping sharply towards the door leading to the fifth floor, pushing the key in with force, and in an instant, the stance of the entire fourth floor was invalidated as it broke through the confined space.
That heavy pressure suddenly disappeared, and all the replicants gave a jerk. Then, like deep-water fish that had been salvaged, their eyeballs bulged out, their internal organs swelled, their capillaries ruptured, and all of them vomited out a large amount of white mucus.
Creatures born under high pressure could not adapt to the sudden reduction in gravity.
It didn’t take long for them to explode from their bodies and fall softly to the ground, completely losing their voices.
However, the sudden change in pressure also had a considerable impact on the body, just like a diver who would get diving sickness if he surfaced too quickly, Zhuo Yu’s eardrums bulged outward in pain, and the beeping sound lingered on and on, and he could feel that his body was severely damaged, and if it wasn’t for the fact that the set would take the initiative to repair the actor’s body after they left the movie, he probably wouldn’t have survived for a few days.
The crowd calmed down for a full half hour before getting up from the ground; their whole body couldn’t stop trembling.
Liu Jingyun was even more scared afterward; if this pressure was a little stronger, she might have died in this movie.
She kicked away her clone with some emotion and murmured, “Be a good person in your next life; there’s no future in hanging out in the Mount Ming Pagoda.”
Luo Musheng, on the other hand, looked at the disintegrated and disfigured body at the gate, thinking that Zhuo Yu’s replica really wanted to die, and he knew what kind of scene it would be like when he opened the gate; that was why he snatched the key from Long Ran’s hand.
He looked at Zhuo Yu himself with deep meaning.
If Zhuo Yu was faced with something like this one day, what would he choose? Would he also die a miserable and heroic death like this clone?
But Zhuo Yu didn’t make any comments about his own replica; he just looked at Li Chuanning in the distance with suspicion.
This old man… actually hadn’t died yet.
“Our physiques have all been strengthened; it’s not strange that we can resist.” Zhuo Yu supported his body and coldly said to Li Chuanning, “You’re an old man over a hundred and a half years old; why on earth can you resist gravity?”
The crowd looked like they had been awakened and looked at the old man in unison.
Not only did Li Chuanning not die, but he didn’t even vomit out a mouthful of blood. This was too abnormal; if it were a normal sixty-year-old man, he must have already broken all his bones because their bones were much more sparse than young people.
But Li Chuanning was unharmed.
“I was wondering how the only people left in this team are us; the normal archaeologists would have died cleanly long ago, and how were you, an old man, able to resist more than those young people?” Zhuo Yu glared at the old man.
Li Chuanning was silent for a long time, then let out a giggle.
“My bride is so smart.”
A crisp juvenile timbre actually came out of Li Chuanning’s old mouth.
“I can’t help it any longer; I really want to bond with you right now.”
The curator took off his shirt, the body was opened up in its entirety, rough stitches putting the wounds together, and a serpent’s tail burrowed out, wiggling merrily.
“Hello, I am Zombie Viper, your future lover and eternal companion.”
Another alternate groom appeared.
TN:
I got super sick, I’m a lot better now so I updated, I’ll try to upload the next chapter as fast as possible
Hahahhaa loving all the grooms that just pop out of nowhere
Long Ran playing whack-a-mole with his competitors 🤣