After Serinda cut the man's neck, blood splattered everywhere, but he turned into dots of light and disappeared into the air. Serinda, who was now active in a spiritual state, was very sensitive to energy. She felt that the spiritual power of this man seemed to be swallowed up and absorbed by the surrounding environment.
Could it be that the power of this "distracting thought" has returned to Li Jia's consciousness? Serinda was not sure, so she decided to continue looking for Li Jia's main consciousness.
She walked along the edge of the house, and when she met passers-by, she used corners and cover to avoid them. If she couldn't avoid them, she would try to keep her distance and walk past them as if nothing had happened.
There were quite a few people on the road, but most of them were doing their own things. Some were talking to themselves, while others were staring blankly in one direction. After observing for a while, she found that the abilities of these pedestrians made up of distracting thoughts varied greatly. Some had clear thoughts and took the initiative, and seemed to know what they were doing. There were also many who were confused and looked demented, wandering around like zombies. As long as she avoided those active distracting thoughts and didn't attract too much attention, she wouldn't cause any trouble.
However, no matter how careful Serinda was, she was discovered twice. Fortunately, she was skilled in martial arts, and after several fights, those who had turned into monsters quickly turned into light spots under her shovel.
When passing by the cafeteria, Serinda sneaked into the kitchen and stole a chef's knife that was more than 20 centimeters long. She took an apron and wrapped it around it to cover the blade, and threw away the bulky spatula.
Just as she was about to leave the kitchen, she noticed a cook who was staring blankly in front of the stove. His back looked very much like Li Jia. Serinda slowly approached him and tapped his shoulder with a chef's knife. The cook turned around and revealed Li Jia's face.
"Li Jia!" Serinda said in surprise, "I finally found you!"
Li Jia raised her eyelids and looked at Serinda, then asked in confusion, "Sister, who are you? Where are you from? Why do you know my name?"
Serinda's smile froze on her face. She looked Li Jia up and down suspiciously and found that there was nothing wrong with him except that he was wearing a greasy white suit and a white tall hat.
"My name is Serinda. Do you know where you are?"
Li Jia seemed to be stumped by this question. He was silent for a while, then said, "I'm... I'm cooking instant noodles. Mom and Dad come home late from overtime, so I have to cook noodles for myself." He smiled shyly, "Do you want to eat with me? Although I don't know you, your red hair looks very beautiful."
Serinda touched the ends of her hair, her eyes reddened, and she said softly, "I can eat this noodle with you. But think about it, do you still remember the "Shadow Scroll of the Sea of Consciousness"? "
"Sea of Consciousness... What is that? Is it a new cartoon?" Li Jia asked puzzledly, "Hmm, which channel is it on? After we finish cooking the noodles, we can go to the living room and watch and eat at the same time."
He suddenly snickered, "Although my parents don't allow me to watch TV after seven o'clock, they are not here today. We will sit there in a while."
Li Jia stretched out her finger and pointed in a direction. However, there was no living room there, only a wall. Li Jia stared at the wall with her mouth wide open, muttering, "Where is this, where is this? Why am I not at home?"
After asking a few questions, he looked around in panic and shouted, "How could this happen? How could this happen!"
"Li Jia!" Serinda grabbed Li Jia's arm, but was immediately grabbed by the other party. Li Jia yelled at her: "Where is this! Why did you bring me here!"
Just when Serinda was trying to break free, Li Jia's face suddenly twisted, the corners of his mouth split backwards, and his bloody mouth opened wide, revealing densely packed fangs, and he bit Serinda's neck fiercely.
"Ah!" Serinda screamed. The monster attacked very quickly. Her upper arm was grabbed and she had nowhere to hide. If she was bitten hard, half of Serinda's neck would be gone.
But even at this moment, Serinda found that the first thought that flashed through her mind was not what to do, but what happened to Li Jia
But her warrior instinct made her not hesitate. At this critical moment, she held the knife with both hands and stabbed it upward. The tip of the knife pierced the monster's chin and then stabbed into the upper part of its mouth. The chef's knife was like a big nail, stuck in the monster's mouth.
The monster screamed, loosened its grip on Serinda's upper arms, and tried to draw its knife. Serinda stepped back, put some distance between her and it, and kicked it in the stomach, knocking it down into the corner of the cupboard.
The monster struggled to get up. Serinda picked up the pot of noodles and poured it on its head. The monster was drenched in boiling soup and fell down again.
Serinda took the opportunity to pull a meat knife from the knife rack on the countertop. She pressed the tip of the knife against the monster's throat, making a small hole. She shouted, "If you move again, I'll pierce your neck."
The monster's waving hands and kicking feet suddenly stopped. It slowed down its movements, groaned miserably, looked at Serinda in fear, and raised its hands in surrender.
Serinda gasped and was in a stalemate with the monster. The scene just now was too sudden. She was analyzing Li Jia's condition in the previous second, and he turned into a terrifying monster in the next second. Even though she was well-informed, it took her a long time to recover.
"Tell me! What happened just now? You pretended to be Li Jia and wanted to trick me?"
The monster pointed at the knife stuck in his chin, indicating that he couldn't speak. Serinda stretched out a hand, grabbed the knife and pulled it out. The monster's wound was enlarged, and blood gushed out from his chin and mouth, but the monster didn't seem to feel much pain. He looked at Serinda with a strange, pitying look, and then said in a hoarse voice: "That... is Li Jia. But not all of him, just fragments of his consciousness, but he disappeared..."
"You mean, Li Jia's consciousness was shattered? And then you guys took advantage of it to occupy his mind?"
The monster nodded and said, "You have no hope. His power becomes our power, and we will become stronger and stronger."
"Really?" Serinda thought solemnly, seemingly not noticing the monster slowly adjusting its body shape, and sharp claws slowly growing on its fingers.
"This is the rule of this world." The monster glanced at Serinda's neck.
"Rules? If this is just a battle for spiritual power, you must have missed another rule." Serinda raised her eyebrows, stepped on the monster's claws that were ready to attack, pushed the knife in her hand forward, and stabbed it into the monster's throat.
Serinda took two steps back, watching the monster writhing and struggling on the ground, and said coldly, "So killing you will also increase his power, right?"
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When Serinda found Li Jia's second clone, he was holding two knives, with a lot of blood on his face and body. As she came along, she began to take the initiative to attack and hunt down lone passers-by. Although these people would use all kinds of strange abilities in critical moments, they were still not enough in front of a skilled warrior.
This time, Li Jia was wearing loose clothes with the words "Qinghu No. 2 Middle School" embroidered on his chest. He stood at the door of a building, looking at the sky with a melancholy look. He seemed to be in better condition than the previous chef. When he saw Serinda, he hesitated and said, "I've seen you somewhere before. This red hair looks familiar to me."
Serinda was delighted, as if her method of killing distracting thoughts had some effect. She smiled at Li Jia and said, "I'm Serinda. Your fiancée."
"Fiancée." Li Jia was stunned, her face turning red like a boiled shrimp: "Hey? Hey? What did you say?"
"Is this how you dressed as a child?" Serinda pursed her lips and looked at Li Jia with interest.
"When I was a kid? I, I don't know what you're talking about. Um... are you a foreigner?"
"Foreigner? To you now, I guess so."
"Look, you're a foreigner, and I've never been abroad, so how can you say I'm your fiancée?"
"I said yes, that's it."
Li Jia's face turned even redder. He scratched his head and said hesitantly, "Hey, classmate, you, you better not make such jokes. It will be bad if the teacher hears it."
"This is not a joke. Your spirit is injured and you don't remember many things. But, don't I look familiar to you? That's because I am in your heart! Let me tell you, no one can forget me, Serinda Nerazzel Arias."
The way Serinda made this statement while holding the bloody kitchen knife might have frightened Li Jia a little. He slowly backed away and said incoherently, "Look, I actually still have homework to do at home. I'm a senior in high school and my studies are very busy. I haven't eaten yet. I have to go eat first. This... this..."
As he spoke, Li Jia was stunned, "Where is this? I should be at school, but this is..." He looked back at the tall building behind him, and when he turned around again, his face had changed.
This face was very handsome, even more outstanding than Li Jia's original face, but in Serinda's eyes it was extremely ugly.
"Haha, I got all of Li Jia's powers." The newly emerged distracting thoughts excitedly looked at his body, "This world will eventually be ours..."
But he was stuck before he could finish his words, because Serinda's kitchen knife had already stabbed into his throat.
Za Nian stared at Serinda, as if he wanted to say something to her, but Serinda did not give him any chance. After a few seconds, he turned into a beam of light unwillingly.
"Just because I have time to listen to Li Jia's nagging doesn't mean I will listen to your nonsense." Serinda put away the knife, stared silently at the place where Li Jia had just spoken for a while, and walked forward without looking back.