For the next seven days, Xing Ye worked almost non-stop.
He had to do something to keep himself busy and not let his mind quiet down.
Xing Shuo's body still hasn't been cremated. It seems that as long as Xing Ye stubbornly refuses to hold a funeral, Xing Shuo may be resurrected.
During the seven days, Xing Ye couldn't remember whether he slept or not. It seemed that he was distracted for a few minutes while sitting at his desk, but he woke up quickly and started working intensively again after waking up.
He forced himself to recall the QR code in the game, drew "Requiem" and scanned it in the real world, but only got a prompt that "the link is invalid". It seems that the ability can only be used in the game.
Seven days later at 1:30 a.m., Xing Ye entered the game.
A small mirror is placed on the bookshelf in the system space, together with two books.bookshelf
Seeing the small mirror, Xing Ye smiled for the first time in seven days.
Fortunately, Lu Mingze still has hope, otherwise he really doesn't know what the point of continuing to persist in the game is.
I opened the mirror, and the mirror surface lit up. Lu Mingze's cheerful voice came out: "Seven days is a long time. I haven't been able to move. My waist is sore."
"Do you still have a waist?" Xing Ye joked nonchalantly.
"I'm just feeling a bit emotionally achy," Little Mirror said, acting like a spoiled child. Suddenly, she felt something was amiss with Xing Ye. "What happened? You look especially haggard today, and you haven't shaved clean. You look ugly."
Xing Ye paused for a moment, then forced a smile and said, "Work is too tiring."
"Liar," the little mirror said unhappily, "You and my dad are both like this. We're clearly in so much pain that we want to cry, but we try to pretend to be strong."
Thinking back to when I met Mr. Lu a few days ago, he looked haggard and was even staggering when walking, but he still put on an attitude of "I can do it, I can hold on."
That's how I look now...
Xing Ye wiped his face and said weakly to the small mirror, "I'm really tired. Let me lean on you."
"Lend me your mirror... What can I lend you? If I were a full-length mirror, there would still be hope. Ah! Don't come over here!"
Seeing Xing Ye's head getting closer and closer, the small mirror became a little panicked. It was just a small makeup mirror, and it was very scary to have his whole face pressed against it.
In fact, Xing Ye just pressed his forehead against the mirror, as if doing so could give him strength. After all, there was only one person around him who knew him and understood him.
After about five minutes, Xing Ye seemed to have fallen asleep. When he raised his head, there was a hint of spirit in his eyes.
"What a touching love between owner and pet." The black and white Rubik's Cube played the sound of "clapping".
"It's friendship and brotherhood. Lu Mingze is just trapped in the mirror now. He is still a human being." Xing Ye corrected unhappily.
Xiao Jingzi, who was angry and sad when she heard the word "pet", was soothed by Xing Ye's words and became much happier.
Why is Xing Ye, who is so powerful, so sad? Little Mirror wondered curiously.
But by this time, Xing Ye had regained his spirits, as if he had truly gained strength from leaning on the small mirror for only five minutes. He touched his chin and said, "It's a pity there's no razor, but in the new world, people usually change bodies, so it shouldn't be a problem."
"It seems you're ready to enter the new world," said the Black and White Cube. "I'm considerate enough to give you some time to recover."
Xing Ye has become accustomed to the system's malice and ridicule.
The black and white cube spun around and said, "The world is being generated and the number of players is being drawn. Please wait."
The Rubik's Cube continued to spin for a minute, generating a QR code. Xing Ye scanned the code with his phone, and a message about a new world appeared.
Game content: Find residents who tell the truth
Player role: Ordinary city dweller
Number of participants: 5 people in the "fate-following" camp, 3 people in the "fate-defying" camp
How to win: Find the only truth-telling resident in the city and help them realize their wish to win. Regardless of whether you're in a team or not, as long as you contribute to the wish's realization, you win once the wish is fulfilled. Whether or not this contribution counts is determined by the truth-telling resident.
Reward and punishment content: The winner's points are random, the loser's points are deducted 50%, and the winner can randomly draw a special QR code card.
Xing Ye: "…"
What does random points mean? Is there no guaranteed minimum of 100 points?
As if reading Xing Ye's thoughts, the Black and White Cube explained, "In the previous world, there was a guaranteed minimum of 100 points, which gave players two chances to use their initial skills. In this world, players may gain a large amount of points, or they may not gain any points at all. Everything depends on fate."
Xing Ye, who had 8,600 points, didn't care. He contacted Cao Qian on his phone and made sure she was ready. Then he held the mirror in his hand and said to the black and white cube, "Enter the new world."
The familiar dizziness came over him, and Xing Ye woke up in darkness. He smelled the odor of rotten wood, which could occasionally be smelled in some southern factories on rainy days.
He tried to move his body, and heard "click" and "click" sounds.
Where does that sound come from?
Xing Ye felt that his arms were very heavy and it was very difficult to lift them. When he tried to move his body, the "cracking" sounds became louder.
Xing Ye felt that he was unable to exert any strength. He raised his hand with all his strength, and "click", something fell.
What fell? Xing Ye moved his fingers, trying to find the object, but found that his fingers could not move...
No, it's not that his fingers can't move, it's that his hand is gone!
"Click" "Click", whenever he wanted to move, he could hear this sound. He didn't know where the mirror was. For the first time, Xing Ye felt a little helpless. Is this what it feels like to be unable to control his body?
What kind of condition is he in now?
"Is there anyone? Is there anyone? I need help." Xing Ye shouted at the top of his voice.
There was not a single sound around, not even breathing, wind, or even a trace of movement.
Great, there's no one here, now I can find a small mirror.
"Small mirror?" Xing Ye asked.
His voice was completely different from his original voice. It was not Claire's female voice, nor was it the duck voice of Xing Ye in the second year of high school. Instead, it was a kind of sound... like sawing wood. It had a mechanical feel, but it was not an intelligent electronic sound. It was a bit like... the sound of winding the spring of an old-fashioned toy I had seen when I was a child.
"I'm here." After a while, the sound of a mirror was heard in the darkness. It was my grandma's, so cute.
Thank goodness, it was such a joy to hear the sound at this time.
"Do you think there are other people around?" Xing Ye didn't quite trust his luck and judgment in the dark, so he cautiously asked for Xiao Jingzi's opinion before reminiscing about the past with him.
"I can't see it, but I don't feel like there's anyone there. I have a feeling it's just the two of us nearby." Little Mirror's voice was panicked.
Xing Ye was relieved and asked, "I remember when I came to this world, the mirror was closed. Why can you speak? Did you change your body?"
"Yes, I heard you calling me, and it seemed like you needed help, so I used the power of my equipment to change my body. I don't know where this place is, but it seems there's a new mirror that fits me... Huh? I can move?" The mirror's last sentence was filled with surprise, and he repeated it again, "I can actually move!"
What kind of mirror is this that can move?
"How do you move? What method?" Xing Ye asked.
"I have hands and feet, but I'm a little clumsy. Have I gained weight?" Lu Mingze said. Xing Ye heard the sound of "clang clang clang" at the same time.
"Are you okay? What's that sound?" In the darkness, Xing Ye could only rely on sound to determine the direction.
"Wait a minute, I think I bumped into something, a wall or something? Why is my body so flat and wide, and my belly is round? Oh my God, do I have a beer belly?" Lu Mingze was about to cry.
Xing Ye realized that he didn't want to hear the mirror crying, so he quickly comforted it: "I visited your father during these seven days in the real world and saw your body. You are still alive."
"Really?" said the mirror happily.
"Yes, there are no ghosts occupying your body. You are in a vegetative state now. There are people helping you massage, exercise and sunbathe. A month has passed, and you are healthy and still as handsome as ever. Uncle Lu means that even if you lie in bed for ten or twenty years, even if he dies, he will set up a foundation, hire a team of lawyers to find someone to continue taking care of you until you wake up. So don't worry, you will wake up when I find a way to get you back to the real world. I have uploaded the relevant information and photos to my mobile phone, and I will show them to you when I get the phone." Xing Ye told Jingzi truthfully.
The mirror was not happy, and cried, "My parents must be very sad, wuwuwu..."
Xing Ye concealed the fact that Mother Lu had suffered a heart attack and had undergone interventional surgery. Instead, he said carefully, "I didn't see your mother. Uncle Lu is just like you said. Although he is sad, he stands tall and will never give up. Don't worry, as long as there is hope, people will not fall. They are very strong."
He did not lie to the little mirror, nor did he tell the mirror that its parents were happy and healthy. Instead, he told the mirror that it was okay and that it should believe in its parents who had educated it so well.
Mirror was depressed for a while, but after hearing Xing Ye's words, he felt a little better. He rubbed it hard a few times and said, "Since it's a temporary body, I don't mind it. It's better than Mirror if it can move. What kind of place is this? There are so many things here. I bump into them every time I walk."
"Be careful." Xing Ye couldn't move and was worried about the little mirror.
Fortunately, Jingzi was lucky. After going through numerous hardships, he finally appeared beside Xing Ye and reached out to touch Xing Ye.
Xing Ye found that his sense of touch was very poor. He could feel something touching him, but he couldn't confirm the feeling of his skin.
"Your right hand is gone," the mirror said in surprise. "It's empty below the elbow, but your left hand is still there."
Xing Ye had just raised his right hand. As early as when he found that his fingers were missing, he knew that this body did not have a right hand.
"What should I do?" the little mirror asked in a tearful voice, "most of your abilities are in your right hand."
He was referring to the Pen of Redrawing. At this time, it is also excellent to be able to think of the mirror of the initial skill.
"Don't worry, I can write with both hands," Xing Ye said. "When I was in junior high school, the teacher's lectures were boring, so I practiced with my left hand to develop my right brain. At that time, I could write symmetrical characters with both hands at the same speed as with my right hand."
"So powerful!" said the little mirror in surprise.
As he spoke, he touched Xing Ye all over, trying to find out why Xing Ye couldn't move.
When the small mirror touched a certain position, it froze.
Xing Ye asked, "What's wrong?"
The little mirror whispered, "Xing Ye, there seems to be something strange growing on your waist. Is your lumbar disc herniation this prominent?"