"I think you're a bunch of trash."
Good night stood in front of everyone, was drying the water stains on the sideburns, and said calmly.
He didn't get angry, but the people around him all lowered their heads deeply, not daring to look directly into his eyes.
Everyone knows that the calmer the chairman's tone, the stronger the anger in his heart.
At this time, Good Night's face no longer had the old smile. He took off his soaked coat and threw it away.
The wet coat was thrown on the face of a nearby subordinate, but the subordinate did not dare to move, nor did he dare to vent his breath.
"The sacrifice is right in front of me, as long as I stretch out my hand..."
Wan'an's face was gloomy and cold, and he grabbed the void with his blue and white palm: "...he will be mine!"
"But most of the trash who got into the story died in the middle of the story. Even if a few survived to the end of the story, on the last lifeboat, no one dared to stop Anonymous!"
He clenched his fists so hard that the veins on the back of his hands bulged, and his whole body trembled slightly: "It only takes one second, one more second... No one can stop me from taking the sacrifice away!"
"But, president..." At this time, one of the subordinates whispered: "That's anonymous! How can ordinary believers stop him?"
"I think the church members have done their best..."
"It's all an excuse!"
Goodnight shot up at the table, his eyes seemed to be burning with flames: "You have no strength, but you still have a life! If you want to stop Anonymous with your life, why can't you win a few seconds?"
"For the coming of the Dragon God, for our only true God, don't you even have the courage to die? What about your beliefs?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed immediately.
Regardless of the surrounding environment, everyone knelt down one after another, folded their hands piously, placed them on top of their heads, and prayed in their mouths: "The great black dragon, the only true god in the world!"
"Please forgive your believers, we are pious and pure, we are as always."
"My parents, wife and children, my body, mind and flesh, all belong to you!"
"My faith will never waver—"
In a modern conference hall, these people seem to be fanatics in the Middle Ages, worshiping the gods in their hearts and ready to give everything at any time.
Amidst the sound of prayers, Goodnight also knelt down on the ground, standing in front of the crowd, praying to the void with a solemn expression: "My only true God."
"The sacrificial offering will be delivered soon, and then you can come to this ignorant and dirty world in person."
"I promise with my life... soon!"
After praying, he got up from the ground and looked at his subordinates around him with a gloomy face: "I want you to capture the sacrifice alive as soon as possible no matter what the price is."
"We don't have much time left."
A subordinate reminded: "In real life, the sacrificial offering has been protected by the government department, and we can't find a chance."
"Then do it in the story!" Goodnight said decisively, "Let all the novelists under your command enter the story from today, no matter how many casualties you pay, there will always be a time when the sacrifices are ordered."
Stories are dangerous, and less than half of the novelists who enter the stories can come out alive.
In the eyes of ordinary people, Goodnight's order like this is tantamount to madness.
It's a pity that there are no ordinary people in this conference hall.
The fanatics looked at each other, then they all stood up and shouted almost frantically: "Give up your life for the true God—"
…
Zeshui City Academy of Sciences.
Shen Yu lay on the bed, his consciousness gradually returned, and the vague voice in his ears gradually became clear.
"What about the tourist whose car disappeared?"
"The tourist bus has been found in reality. The tourists on the bus suffered heavy casualties, but many people survived successfully, and the survivors have been taken over by the local department."
"... what about him?"
"Peppermints? Our little comrade is fine. You know, the injuries in the story will not be brought into reality. What's more, the gunshot wounds on his body are not fatal."
"He's been in a coma for a long time."
"It's normal, physical strength and energy are exhausted, coupled with panic attacks in the water, mental and physical exhaustion, the body's self-protection mechanism will force me to rest."
"And he is sleeping in the medical room now, do you want to go and see?"
"… Um."
It was Yue Ze and Zhang Cuihua's voices.
Shen Yu barely opened his eyes, and happened to see Yue Ze pushing the door and entering.
A beam of sunlight shone through the window and sprinkled on the other party's face, softening his originally cold eyebrows and eyes a lot.
Seeing him wake up, Yue Ze was slightly startled, then came over and sat by the bed: "Are you awake?"
Shen Yu's crow-feather-like eyelashes trembled, and then pressed his eyebrows: "How long have I been asleep?"
Yue Ze: "A full twelve hours."
Shen Yu: "A member of the Black Dragon Society?"
Yue Ze knew what he was asking, and his face became solemn: "Recently, you don't go to the White Pagoda, and don't enter the story. If necessary, I will accompany you."
"It really is them, is it finally time to sacrifice?"
Shen Yu fell back on the bed again, remained silent for a long time, and suddenly said something irrelevant: "Anonymous, let me see your palm?"
Koshizawa: "..."
Shen Yu's words had no beginning or end, and it seemed a little inexplicable, so he couldn't help being stunned.
But in the end, he still handed it over.
Shen Yu grabbed his palm, only to feel that it was cold to the touch, not like the temperature of a living person.
He paused, and then directly pressed the opponent's palm on his forehead.
Yue Ze froze immediately.
Feeling the icy softness between his forehead, like icy lake water slowly flowing over his cheeks, Shen Yu raised the corners of his mouth silently.
"Anonymous, you have seen me when I was a child, right?" he asked.
Feeling the warm skin under the palm, Yue Ze's eyes moved slightly, and finally said softly: "Mmm."
"Actually, you saved me, didn't you?"
"Um."
"When I was three years old, you were the one who saved me?"
"…Um."
"Why save me?"
"There is no reason." He withdrew his hand and said calmly, "I can't just watch the black dragon kill innocent people indiscriminately."
Shen Yu pressed his palm that was about to retract: "Just because of this?"
"Anonymous, how did you meet me when I fell into the water?"
"..."
"How old are you? Isn't it an immortal old monster?"
"..."
"Anonymous, are you human?"
"..."
As if suddenly, Shen Yu became extremely curious about Yue Ze's past, and kept asking.
It's a pity that no matter how he asked, Yue Ze remained silent and never let go.
"You should take a little more rest." Yue Ze said gently and could not refuse, "I will come to see you later."
Watching Yue Ze leave, Shen Yu lay back on the bed again, staring at the ceiling, wondering what he was thinking.
Just staring at it for a long while, he suddenly laughed softly, and said to himself: "Will the black dragon know? Kill me..."
"Unfortunately, I don't want to die yet."
So after Yue Ze cleaned up the matter in hand, he entered the medical room again, but only saw an empty bed.
Shen Yu disappeared.
His complexion sank, and after asking the doctors in the medical room, he realized that Shen Yu had just got up by himself and drove to the suburbs of Zeshui City.
The department never restricted the freedom of civil servants, so no one stopped Shen Yu.
After hearing this, Yue Ze couldn't help frowning even deeper. After thanking the doctor politely, he also left for the suburbs.
…
The reason why Zeshui City is called this name is because the outskirts of the city are surrounded by a clear and swift river named Zeshui.
The river is very wide, the river is full, and the surrounding scenery is also very good. As long as you pay attention to safety, this is an excellent leisure place, very suitable for fishing in leisure time, and family picnics.
Unfortunately, it is not suitable for swimming.
Shen Yu squatted by the river, looking at the sparkling water, his expression was complicated for a while.
Most families in Zeshui City always like to go to the waterside with their families on weekends.
But as a native of Zeshui City, Shen Yu hadn't seen the river for twenty years.
Since the age of three.
After many years, the appearance of this river has been blurred in his mind, but when he revisited the old place at this time, Shen Yu was surprised to find that he hadn't forgotten it at all.
It's still such a swift river, and it's still such a cold river.
He slowly dipped his palms into the water, feeling the icy cold flowing between his fingers, and unexpectedly found that his fear of water had disappeared.
Shen Yu stood silently by the river for a long time, finally couldn't help sighing, and took out a box of mints from his pocket.
He poured out two candies from the box, threw them into the water, and let the small swirls in the water sweep away the candies.
One for dad and one for mom.
Putting the remaining mints back into his pocket, he didn't want to miss it anymore, and turned to leave the river.
Parents are gone, but he will live on.
And will live very well.
On the way back in the car, Shen Yu didn't notice that the sky outside the car window gradually darkened.
The weather was originally sunny and sunny, but suddenly dark clouds hit and the sun disappeared. I don't know when, bean-sized raindrops came one after another, hitting the car window heavily.
The weather is getting a little faster today.
Shen Yu felt it was very strange, and what was even more strange was that he had been driving for a long time, and logically he should have returned to the city long ago.
But it was still gloomy in front of him, only the endless rain fell, and even the shadow of Zeshui City could not be seen.
Suddenly, amidst the storm, a small light came into his eyes.
Looking at the light, Shen Yu was taken aback for a moment, and then he couldn't help cursing secretly in his heart.
No! again
He just came to mourn his parents, say goodbye to the past, and wanted to start over, but the horror novel immediately made a big joke on him
This time he didn't enter the White Tower of Words, and the story actually came to him on his own initiative!
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