Chapter 201

There was silence in the air for a moment.

Mo Yi opened his eyes tentatively, and there was a light-free darkness and nothingness in his sight, as if the black undercurrent in the deep sea was surging quietly. He saw that his body seemed to be covered with a thin film, and the narrow vacuum would separate him from the sticky and cold rubbery thing outside.

He slowly moved his slightly numb fingers, and couldn't help feeling a little new to his current state.

Although the heavy and malice that Shin himself could not breathe still existed, it seemed very far away. The huge and terrifying could only bring a slight tremor on his naked skin.

Mo Yi withdrew his gaze and looked down at his left hand.

I saw a slight red light flowing in the dark darkness of chaos, the ring tightly slinging at his fingertips, as if a drop of solidified blood fell into the thick black ink. He thought about it carefully, and then asked:

"So, shouldn't I hear what you said?"

The other party's answer this time was much faster than before, but the incredible voice did not diminish a little:

"impossible!"

The ring's sound was cold and low, and it sounded like the hissing of a poisonous snake, with endless malice.

Mo Yi raised his eyebrows slightly - in fact, he could not hear it from the outside world, but after being involved in the black gel in the game, it seemed as if the medium between them was opened up. He didn't know the truth, but now looking at the ring, it seemed that even it did not expect the result.

Just listened to the ring opening again, the shock just now had disappeared without a trace, it said slowly:

"I can't hold on here for a long time. Soon you will be swallowed by the darkness around you and become a part of the game forever, or... you can tell me your wishes and I can help you realize them. What do you think?"

In the end, it had a sweet and gentle bewitching sound: "So... do you want to go out?"

The psychological hints in the ring's sound almost made Mo Yi answer subconsciously, but he clenched his fingers hard, and his fingertips were deeply embedded in the already scabbed wound in his palm. The scorching pain made his brain wake up instantly.

Mo Yi's heart was slightly shaking, but his face was still calm:

"But I will be swallowed by you instead. Don't we already know the result of this?"

The ring's sound became cold again, and the hoarse and gloomy hissing returned to its line:

"You always have to try it, don't you?"

It smiled coldly, and then continued, "However, none of the words I just said are false. I can't hold on here even if I have been here for too long. It would be better to seize the last chance to say goodbye to your little lover before you die."

It was so inconsistent to hear the ring linking the word Wen Chen and the little lover.

Mo Yi coughed softly, suppressing the awkward feeling that arose in his heart, and then turned around and asked:

"So, you know you can't resist the game, but you still have to choose me? Why?"

Mo Yi wanted to ask this question when talking to Klaus. After all, according to the information provided by Klaus, it is very likely that the ring will actively choose a host, and it is very likely that he has already set his sights on himself at the beginning of the entire copy. On the first day of the first week and only the piano sound he heard, it is very likely that the other party will lead him into the trap.

Why does it take so much trouble?

The sound of the ring was filled with incomparable fanaticism and excitement: "Because, it is really--so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

There was no useful information in its words, and the meaningless sighs were repeated at the back. The almost greedy tone almost made Mo Yi feel numb. He thorned the bullet and interrupted the ring's crazy hissing: "So, where is it fragrant? I don't think I'm different from others-"

The fanaticism in the ring sounded cold and said slowly, "Do you know why I like "love", because "love" is a destructive and subversive reshaping of human souls. No other human emotions can reach such a level. Whether it is the love between men and women, or the love for things outside, they are all perfect seasonings with a strong aroma, forging the human soul into painful, desperate, joyful, and countless different looks..."

It paused, and its voice suddenly became lighter, almost to the point where it could hardly hear what it was saying without concentration:

"But you are different...plus...hey."

The ring let out a gloomy and strange smile.

Mo Yi wanted to continue asking questions, but Ring sneered and said, "But no matter what you want to ask me, I can't answer you. This has nothing to do with the game. It is the law that I rely on, so don't think about clichés from me."

Mo Yi had no choice but to swallow his questions again into his stomach.

The ring continued gritting her teeth:

"Damn the game, I felt that it had relaxed a lot of monitoring the copy I was in. In addition, the nutrients I had obtained in it over the years, I thought I could take advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity - but I didn't expect it to have another trick and interrupted me at a critical moment..."

As if he realized Mo Yi's silence from the moment he just started to now, the ring's tone eased a little:

"So, I advise you to think about my suggestions, I can set a precedent for you, charge me my reward after you leave the copy, and give you the opportunity to say goodbye to the world and embrace your lover, instead of being swallowed by the cold turbid current like now..."

Mo Yi's eyelids drooped slightly, and his dark eyes stared at the rich darkness in front of him, as if he was seriously thinking about something...

The next second, he curled his lips slightly and laughed softly.

The ring's voice became gloomy again: "...why are you laughing at?"

Mo Yi raised his eyes, his pale face still calm: "Actually, you didn't take the initiative to protect me in these black substances, right?"

His voice was low and affirmed, as if he was stating an established fact: "You have to protect me, because once I die, you can't live."

There was silence in the air.

Mo Yi continued to say unconsciously:

"You have lived with the nourishment of Klaus' soul for hundreds of years, and based on his illusion, using Klaus as a tool to continuously devour and grab all the players sent to it by the game. But I noticed that if you want to leave the host you chose before, you must find a second host, just like a parasite, but before you find it, you must slowly consume the soul of the host you are dependent on until you find the next one... It's because you are like a parasite, you can't leave the ** that provides nourishment for yourself. What will happen if you leave... Will you die?"

Mo Yi himself denied his thoughts: "I'm afraid not, after all, you have never been truly alive."

He smiled slightly: "I'm afraid you'll fall into dormant and sleep until you find the next victim."

There was still a dead silence in my ears.

Mo Yi didn't mind and said slowly along his own way: "But, in such a thick and thick malice, how can you find your next host? Unless the game mercifully releases you, you will sleep endlessly - but how can the game forgive your betrayal so easily?"

His voice was low and slow, saying word by word: "Isn't eternal sleep synonymous with death?"

The ring was still silent, and the rubies on the fingers were still lit up, as if they were just some weird ornaments.

Mo Yi waited patiently, as if he didn't mind the passage of time from his palm bit by bit.

From the beginning, he never believed in this ring. It had been feeding on humans for so long, and had meticulous thinking and step by step, even tempting himself to step into its trap without any defense. Therefore, Mo Yi did not believe in the stupidity and kindness shown by the ring before - it knew from the beginning that what he said could be heard, but it used that stupid look to confuse and mislead himself, making him lower his guard.

But what it doesn't know is that the reason why Mo Yi was able to stay on the throne of the strongest hacker for so long was not because he never made mistakes, but because he could always organize counterattacks quickly and efficiently after the mistakes.

——And never make the same mistake again.

So since he was plotted to put on the ring, Mo Yi will never take it lightly again.

But Mo Yi also knew how to grasp the degree of negotiations. He considered the sentence and said again: "You should already know what I am going to do and what I am targeting, right? Games are the target I want to destroy and defeat."

He paused and continued, "If we could go out, you would not be able to start under the strict monitoring of the game. So, it would be better to do this. After I destroyed it, I agreed to enter your illusion again and give you a chance to defeat me. You also lost the blessing of the game to you at that time. We play chess fairly and justly. If I was tempted by you, I would willingly offer my soul hands and fall into your reincarnation. How about it?"

This time, the ring finally opened slowly, and its voice no longer had the previous exaggeration of fraud and became calm and plain:

"I am worthy of being the only host I like."

It seemed that it was not at all frustrated by being seen through, but said easily and exploratoryly: "But you are so confident that you can defeat the game - especially after learning what kind of giant it is, I really look at you with admiration."

Mo Yi smiled and said, "It's a pity. The reason why you are not afraid of fighting games is that you won't have any backup plan. After all, you have calculated my things. If there is no second solution, I don't believe it."

The ring's voice was so cold that there was no emotional fluctuation, but it sounded a hundred times stronger than before:

"Of course I have a backup option - but the extent to which you can go depends on how much you are willing to sacrifice."

It said slowly: "What I said before is not fake. I can't break free from it in the mud of the game, but my law can be - if you give, I will achieve it."

It sounds like there is no difference from the previous options, but Mo Yi knows that the proposal of the ring means the openness and transparency of gains and losses - the deal it once reached was not public, and the person who made a wish to it did not know what he was going to pay, just like he did not know the specific terms of the contract.

And now Mo Yi has the right to choose the terms.
Chapter completed!