Building 3, Old Four and Zhao Lei went in and then split up. At this point, although they were part of the same group, neither trusted the other. The best approach was for each to hide alone.
Old Four found a patient room on the 3rd floor to hunker down in. He didn't do anything, just waited quietly.
Zhao Lei found a room on the 6th floor of Building 2 to hunker down in. He also didn't move a muscle, happily playing the part of Voldemort, secretly watching the situation outside.
In Building 1, because Second Master Mei was there, the three were barely united. They quickly searched together and soon reached the 4th floor. They believed they would soon be able to sweep the whole building.
In one room, Gao Ming said, "If we keep going like this, they may not start tearing each other apart."
Su Mo grinned and said, "It's normal. In this situation, no one will actively make the first move, otherwise it's easy to get ganged up on by others."
"Then what should we do?"
Su Mo stood up with a shining cold long knife in his hand. The moonlight shining on it made it look especially icy.
"It's time for me to go on stage. Watch things here, I'm going to go add some fuel to their fire," said Su Mo as he walked out of the room toward Building 2, dressed all in black with an anonymous mask.
On the 6th floor of Building 2, Zhao Lei was hiding in Room 601, peeking out with half his face, secretly watching everything outside.
He was thinking: "A bunch of bastards, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, you're all just waiting to see what happens. Let's see who has more patience.
In this ghost place, even the windows are sealed. Looks like no one is getting out. In the end, probably only one person at most will survive, and that person can only be me."
Suddenly, he heard footsteps, very light, but in the silence of the building he heard them clearly.
"Could it be Old Four? Possible, that guy is the dumbest, he'd be most likely to make the first move."
Then he pressed against the door, highly focused. He had to make sure that if someone came, he would take the initiative and gain the upper hand.
The footsteps grew nearer and nearer, time seemed to pass especially slowly, a few seconds felt like centuries to Zhao Lei.
Finally, through the crack in the door, he saw a shining cold long knife appear. "Damn!"
Before he could curse about where the knife came from, Su Mo kicked the door open with tremendous force, kicking Zhao Lei flying directly.
Then, before Zhao Lei could stand up, Su Mo took a big step forward and swung the knife down hard.
The flashing knife light looked like iron. Blood sprayed as Zhao Lei's arm was directly chopped off. "Ahhhhh!"
Zhao Lei's inhuman screams echoed through the silent hospital, heard loud and clear in Buildings 1 and 3.
After chopping down with the knife, Su Mo's eyes turned red, his expression became deranged, he couldn't help laughing wildly: "Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha ha!"
Then he muttered to himself in a low voice: "It's been so long since I've hacked someone up like this, what a thrill!"
Then he raised the long knife again and brought it down hard on the continuously rolling and screaming Zhao Lei's neck. Blood spurted like a fountain, the moonlight flickering.
Su Mo's madness intensified, he held up the head and walked out into the hallway, then directly threw it down from the 6th floor.
The head made a muffled thud on the ground, then rolled a few times before stopping its movement.
Having said this, Su Mo then turned and went to the 3rd floor. As he walked he slowly took off his clothes, very slowly, relishing it.
Then he walked to a room door on the 3rd floor and threw his clothes and long knife there.
His emotionless eyes under the mask glanced at this room, then he turned and left.
At this time, inside, Old Four was scared witless. He didn't dare go to the door, he could only cower in the corner trembling.
He didn't even know who the enemy was, he only heard Zhao Lei's screams, then heard footsteps coming toward him.
A few minutes later, Old Four sneaked to the door, then saw the knife and clothes on the ground.
He thought for a few seconds, then swiftly picked up the long knife, which gave him a sense of security. As for the clothes, he left them there.
In Building 3, Xu Guang and Big Head had already instinctively pulled apart when they heard Zhao Lei's screams.
Now the two looked together at the head on the ground floor, both with solemn expressions but different moods.
"Damn, I knew that bastard Old Four would make the first move."
Xu Guang also said, "Big Head, whatever I say now, you probably won't believe me.
So I'll just say it straight - this game, whether we want to play or not we have to keep playing now. Zhao Lei is already dead.
So let's work together for now. First take out the others. As for us, we'll duel in the end, and see who's got better luck."
Big Head looked at Xu Guang several meters away: "So what should we do now?"
"Let's go take out Old Four first. He's the best fighter out of all of us. And he just killed Zhao Lei, so we have to get rid of him first."
"Okay."
Then the two, each with their own ulterior motives, carefully went downstairs toward Building 2.
In the monitoring room, Gao Ming admired: "You really are amazing. With just a little effort you made the game interesting."
Su Mo coldly laughed: "That's just human nature, survival instinct.
At first, none of them knew what to do. Although they didn't trust each other in their hearts, no one would easily lose their head and make the first move, they just watched the situation.
But someone just needs to prod them a little, and everyone will be like a switched was flipped - they become paranoid, suspicious, brutal.
Now that Zhao Lei is dead, their first thought will be Old Four did it. Even if they think of us, it will just be a subconscious elimination.
That's human nature, an instinctive self protection in the face of danger that no one can avoid."
Big Head and Xu Guang, Big Head holding a rock and Xu Guang holding nothing, with a knife concealed on his back as his trump card.
After the two entered Building 2, they started searching room by room, moving very quietly and carefully.
At the same time, they both kept their distance from each other. That was the basis of their temporary cooperation - otherwise, forget cooperation, they'd be straight up fighting each other.
On the other side, Building 1, Second Master Mei stood in the 6th floor hallway. He could see everything happening in Building 2 clearly, but he didn't speak or move, just watched quietly.
Beside him, Li Siyu's corpse lay there silently, a big hole in his belly with intestines and blood spilled all over the floor.
As for Old Five, he had disappeared without a trace, also unknown where he went.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
