Chapter 104 God’s Dream (Part 2)
The demon team sent a small number of teammates to kill the angel team.
The balance began to waver, and Meng Dian was surrounded by seven or eight players, unable to escape for the time being.
When Master Liming noticed that Ji Rendong was distracted, he immediately hit him on the nose with his head. The first thing he did after climbing up from under him was to knock Ji Rendong down and strangle him with both hands. Less than two seconds after he exerted force, a high-heeled boot kicked him.
Master Liming was unable to dodge and was kicked on the head. He rolled several times on the scale before he came to a stop.
Ji Rendong was helped up by Xiulu, and she said, "Don't act on impulse."
Ji Rendong retorted subconsciously: "I didn't."
Seeing that he was not seriously injured, Xiu Lu let go and waited for Quan Sheng Yan to support him. She walked up to Master Li Ming and said, "Our goal is to stay alive. Why do we have to fight each other?"
Master Li Ming was helped up by his teammates. He looked at the two people in front of him who said nice things but looked extremely vigilant, and his disgust grew even stronger.
He had been annoyed with these people for a long time. Ever since he entered the game, the angels' inexplicable self-confidence, ridiculous ideas, and tricks had made him go from confused to disgusted.
He thought they were all idiots.
Now, the idiots are getting dumber every day, so why would you help your opponents when you can win big and survive with your friends?
The moment we entered the game, the red-haired devil said: "If more people survive the last level than the angels, you will win the game."
"At that time, all dead teammates will be reborn, and I will realize your most absurd dream."
The devil said with a swaggering smile: "Fight for yourselves, bad guys."
Master Liming sneered and answered Xiu Lu's question: "Because I am a selfish villain."
The scale of the angels has been filled by the demons, showing a low area. Those who are chosen to be players will naturally not die so easily, which leads to chaos on one side of the scale and peace on the other.
Zhuge Xunzhen on the statue said: "X, this is really an excellent challenge."
Xiang Liangyu sat on top of the statue, feeling somewhat bored. When she heard Zhuge's words, which were not sure whether they were sarcastic or sincere, she did not react at all. Until she felt an itch on her left shoulder, she reached out and patted it.
Unexpectedly, the goddess statue beneath him also moved its right hand pointing forward and slapped its left shoulder. Zhuge Xunzhen's eyes narrowed, and in order to avoid jumping onto the back of the statue's left hand holding the scales, he frowned: "X, what do you want to do?"
Xiang Liangyu looked at his hands and waved tentatively, and the hands under him waved in sync as expected.
An idea came to her mind. Can this statue move with my actions? Xiang Liangyu sighed. Although she didn't understand the principle, she said distressedly: "There is no way. You can't let me stay still, right?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a sudden chill on her back. Before Xiang Liangyu could move, a cold hand grabbed her neck from behind.
Quan Shengyan's clear and gentle voice came from behind: "Let us win, or you will die."
Hearing this, Xiang Liangyu chuckled and did not struggle. Instead, he tilted his head back and rested his face on Quan Shengyan's tall nose. He looked at his expression out of the corner of his eye and said, "How heartless, Quan Shengyan."
His expression changed, and he immediately turned his face away, his voice unnatural: “We just want to live.”
Time slipped away silently in the fight between the players, and there was only one minute left before half an hour.
The angels were unable to stop the demons' uninterrupted attacks, and when they saw that everyone was about to be pushed off the scale, a gray marble arm reached out to the crowded scale, grabbed a few demon players and put them back on the scale that belonged to them.
The scale with too big a gap between the high and low began to sway, but as Xiang Liangyu's number distribution became more reasonable, the scale gradually approached balance.
With ten seconds left in the countdown, Xiang Liangyu raised his hand and hit Quan Shengyan's chest with his elbow. The moment a muffled groan was heard, the hand on his neck relaxed briefly.
Xiang Liangyu leaned against Quan Shengyan's chest and rubbed along his chest to his back. Then she reached out and turned over Quan Shengyan, who was standing with his back to her. In the blink of an eye, she pinched Quan Shengyan's neck and lifted him up in the air when they were face to face.
Amid the exclamations and surprises of all the players on the scales below, Xiang Liangyu loosened his hand.
Quan Shengyan fell steadily onto the devil's scale, and with a "click", the scale was completely balanced.
Both sides won this challenge.
Zhuge Xunzhen looked gloomy, jumped onto the shoulders of the statue, and said, "X, what do you mean by this, the one who helped me?"
Xiang Liangyu put down his hand, lowered his head slightly and looked at Zhuge Xunzhen on the back of the statue's hand, without answering his question: "Because I am a devil, don't try to guess what a devil is thinking."
She took a step forward, landed on the demon's scale, tapped Yun Panshan's forehead, and said, "Come here."
When there were ten seconds left in the countdown, another fragment was transmitted to her mind, which was why "she" made this bet with Zhuge Xunzhen.
The origin of all problems comes from Yunpan Mountain.
The devil and the angel did not get along until she had a conflict and a fight with Zhuge Xunzhen, and both were injured and fell to the ground.
The devil was rescued by Yun Panshan, but in order to find out what species she was, he sold her to a black doctor for research.
The angel was rescued by Ji Rending and was well fed and well watered.
The angel who believed that goodness was real in the world found the devil on the experimental bed, but was resisted by the devil who believed that evil was real in the world.
Finally, the two made a bet and chose what they thought was "evil" and "good" to challenge.
But Xiang Liangyu found that her memory did not seem to be the same as the memory transmitted by the system, so she would ask Yun Panshan during the rest time after each challenge.
The pointed castles suspended on three floors are evenly distributed, with the central building as the center, the demon side on the left and the angel side on the right.
After Xiang Liangyu led the players of the demon side to leave, the place under the statue suddenly became much quieter. Zhuge Xunzhen looked at the players on the scale, waved his hand, treated them each, and said, "Go back and have a good rest."
After saying this, he looked up to admire the face of the statue for a moment, then jumped onto her shoulders and continued to jump down, his figure completely disappearing.
There were originally nine angel players, but now only six were left. Xiu Lu looked at the tall and majestic statue, which had returned to normal, and expressed her doubts:
"Will the devil also be placed in such a brilliant church of culture and art? I don't think she is ugly."
Ji Rendong stared at the statue for a long time and snorted, "That's why she didn't dare to carve out her true face. Demons are best at disguise."
As they spoke, everyone shook their heads and jumped off the scale one after another, leaving only Quan Shengyan standing at one end of the scale.
And the strange thing is that he did not upset the balance of the scale.
Quan Shengyan looked up at the silent eyes of the statue and murmured to himself: "Maybe this is her true face, or maybe..."
He fell silent, put aside this ridiculous idea, and jumped off the scale with his teammates.
The moment he left, the scale that was originally balanced in a straight line began to float up and down, and finally it was no longer a straight line, but a slight angle, forming one high and one low.
The eyes of the goddess statue do not show any fear, as if she is looking straight ahead with insight into everything, and the hand pointing forward is just as firm and unwavering.
Only the scale held in front of my chest remains at an unbalanced angle.
Xiang Liangyu took Yun Panshan to a corner and got straight to the point: "Who was the evil doctor who dissected me?"
Yun Panshan was shocked and quickly backed away against the wall: "You said you would let bygones be bygones! We didn't really dissect you."
Xiang Liangyu stretched out his hand: "I'm not causing you any trouble. I just want to know who that shady doctor is. Also, let me see the records of the experiment."
Yun Panshan: "The stuff is not with me. I am only responsible for selling you to her. The recorded information is with Wu Yun. I really don't have it."
After asking about the person, Xiang Liangyu nodded and said, "Take me to find her."
Yun Panshan nodded quickly and led the way to Wu Yun's room. When he arrived and saw that the light was still on in the room, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He knocked on the door and Wu Yun pushed it open.
He was still holding a bloody scalpel in his hand, his eyes were lifeless: "What are you doing?"
Yun Panshan moved his feet and let Xiang Liangyu appear behind him: "…"
He really couldn't deal with this mysterious black doctor.
A trace of doubt flashed across Wu Yun's eyes: "Who is she?"
Yun Panshan whispered to Xiang Liangyu: "She is not very smart. Please don't mind if she offends you. I'll wait for you at the door."
Xiang Liangyu and Wu Yun entered the house. The rooms that players lived in were exactly the same. Generally, players with leisure time and elegance would decorate them a little, but it was obvious that Wu Yun did not have such leisure time and elegance.
On the contrary, there was something different. The rooms had the same layout, but they exuded a gloomy feeling, which might be caused by the specimens she placed in the corner.
Xiang Liangyu said: "Give me the data of the record experiment."
Wu Yun said dissatisfiedly: "No one can see my true self..."
Xiang Liangyu pushed Wu Yun down and pressed on her. When the back of her head hit the ground and she felt dizzy, he snatched the scalpel from her hand and put it against her neck.
On the coffee table in the room there was a tied up little white mouse, which had already been gutted. Not far away was a row of glass test tubes filled with liquids of different colors.
When Wu Yun regained consciousness and felt something cold and sticky on his neck, his body tensed up and cold sweat broke out on his back. He spoke faster, "It's under the sofa cushion."
Xiang Liangyu threw away the scalpel, lifted the sofa cushion, and sure enough, he saw a thick notebook.
She picked it up and looked through it. The subjects of the experimental reports on the first hundred pages, which were all unrelated to her, had no interest in paying attention to them. However, the bold and black titles on them were really strange.
Xiang Liangyu couldn't imagine that human diseases could be so strange.
It was not until she turned to the last few pages that she saw a title with countless red circles around it.
"God's Blood"
Xiang Liangyu glanced at it and found that unlike the previous reports, these pages of report about herself used more abbreviations and professional terms that she could not understand. Even some of the terms were probably incomprehensible to insiders.
She read it over and over again, and was sure that these were abbreviations and professional terms she had created, so she asked Wu Yun: "What do these mean? What experiment do you want to do?"
Wu Yun had already cleaned the desk while Xiang Liangyu was reading the report. Now she and Xiang Liangyu were face to face. She looked calm and said bluntly, "It's very simple. Use the blood of a god to create another god."
She changed the subject and immediately asked doubtfully: "But what does this have to do with you? You are not an angel."
Xiang Liangyu thought for a moment and said, "So, who did you save, a devil or an angel?"
