The Strategy of Washing Clean a Slag Shou

3.13

    The sky was completely dark, and only a bedside lamp was on in the room, the light was soft and warm. Su Yang opened his eyes, feeling unreal inexplicably.

    After a good night's sleep, his chaotic head gradually became sober, thinking of yesterday's events, there was a trace of obscure emotions in his eyes.

    Facing the void on his back, he faintly said: "Each mission world has nothing to do with each other. This is what you said, so why am I still on this world."

The system pretended to be dead.

    Su Yang sneered, opened the quilt and got out of the bed, without wearing any shoes, and walked straight to the kitchen.

    "Hey, what are you going to do?!" The rustling current of the system sounded.

    Su Yang ignored it and pulled out a cold-lit fruit knife from the cupboard. He squinted his eyes and measured it twice, then suddenly the blade turned and pointed the sharp blade at his chest.

    He coldly said: "If I die, it should have no effect on you, right? The big deal is to bind a new host and continue to perform this destructive task. The little master will not accompany it."

    "..."

The sharp blade pierced the delicate white skin. A trace of blood came out of the skin, and Su Yang's pure white shirt was dyed with a little red plum.

    The system said: "Don’t you want to go home anymore? Don’t forget, if you die in the middle of the mission, your body will stop breathing at the same time. What about your parents who love you? What about the fans who expect you to wake up? Have you figured it out clearly, Su Yang."

"Don't brainwash me," Su Yang increased the strength in his hands, and soon a piece of his chest was stained red. "I doubt the authenticity of your every sentence, including the matter that you can take me back."

The system's voice is still steady: "This matter is true."

    Su Yang sneered: "This matter is true. So, other things are lies to me?"

    After a moment of silence, system said: "I don't say it because you don't need to know, you complete the task, I will send you home, it is a fair deal, and you have no other choice."

    The sharp blade pierced through his flesh and was bleeding, Su Yang frowned with pain, but still sneered and shook his head, "I have, I can choose not to trade, can't I be willing to die, I don't want to be played by you anymore."

    System's voice finally wavered. It explained: "This time the incident is purely accidental, but it is still within control. As long as you find Tao Ziyu's body and destroy it, everything will return to normal."

    "What's the matter with Tao Ziyu's body? He has been dead for hundreds of years, where can I find the corpse! Also, what does it mean to return to normal, and what does accident mean? You can explain it clearly to me!"

The system paused and said: "You can first stop self-harming, then I’ll explain it to you.”

    Su Yang threw the fruit knife aside, and the system had already exchanged a bottle of top-grade healing medicine for him. This kind of healing medicine was so valuable that Su Yang had never bought it before. He can feel that the wound is slowly closing and healing after applying it, and it is slightly hot.

    He hummed softly: "You have a conscience."

    Then he received a system prompt: You bought the top-grade healing medicine, which cost 500 experience points.