The illusory figure floats in the air, with a red rope tied to his ankle.
The red rope was flashing with light, extending all the way, floating next to Zhou Bai, who had become very weak.
He guessed that Zhou Bai might want to do something, but he couldn't believe it.
The illusive figure floated blankly in the air, looking at the human on the ground who was very weak to him at this time.
Zhou Bai stood in front of the flame, staring at "it" that had shrunk a lot but still had the power to resist.
"It's" ferocious face emerged from the flames, with a crazy expression, as if it wanted to tear Zhou Bai into pieces right now.
Zhou Bai only glanced at "it" and then turned his gaze to the flames in front of "it".
I saw that the spark that originally looked like a flame shield was extinguished in many places due to the confrontation with "it", and it looked more like a fiery snake, coiled around "it".
But this fire snake is already dying and may be extinguished at any time.
These increasingly dimmed firelights surrounded "it", and probably only the area on "it's" chest remained, which looked a little brighter.
"That's right there." Zhou Bai stared at "it"'s chest.
Then suddenly, it flew towards the place where the spark fell.
"The light in people's hearts can light up a spark.
Now I really want to know, with my share, how much more can be lit?"
Zhou Bai rushed towards the flames and used his mutated cat claws to touch the sparks falling on the ground.
On the ground, at the very end of the fire snake, is a star-shaped flame.
And when Zhou Bai's cat paw touched it, the flame suddenly burst out with dazzling light.
A large ball of flames wrapped "it" again, and also wrapped Zhou Bai inside.
A person who was fine just now was instantly submerged in flames.
"Zhou Bai!"
Wu Chi, Lao Mo, Dayu, Xiao Yu, Zai Yang, Commander Xie, the old dean, Boss Jin, and even Aunt Wang who had just woken up all shouted out Zhou Bai's name in horror when he rushed into the flames.
Zhou Bai heard shouts one after another in the flames, and then endured the unbearable pain and held the spark lying on the ground in his hands.
His mutated hands quickly turned black when they came into contact with these flames.
And those mutated parts of his body were burned by the flames, causing Zhou Bai to feel heartbreaking pain.
"Little one, do you want to die with me? Then you may not be qualified."
"Whether it's qualified or not, you can only know if you try it."
After Zhou Bai finished speaking, he held the spark of fire in his hand and moved it close to its chest.
Then, a piercing scream resounded throughout the entire monitoring room.
Zhou Bai felt very painful.
All the mutated parts were sending him intense pain.
These pains were so painful that he almost lost consciousness.
Drowsily, he heard a mechanical voice ringing in his ears.
"You know what you're giving up?
What you give up is power you can never imagine."
After Zhou Bai heard what he said, he sighed.
"Then, let me ask you another question now.
If no one remembers what you have given in the end, will you be willing to do this?"
Zhou Bai struggled to smile.
"certainly."
As soon as he finished speaking, the flames beside him suddenly became more intense.
The cries, shouts, and wails outside the flames made Zhou Bai reluctantly pick up his spirits. He vaguely saw an illusory figure floating over, and he grabbed "it" that was still screaming with one hand.
"Unfortunately, we can never destroy 'it', just like 'it' can never destroy the light in our hearts no matter how powerful it becomes.
But I still want to thank you.
Thank you for giving me enough power to imprison 'it' again.
I will continue to protect you in the days to come."
After Zhou Bai heard this, he finally closed his eyes with relief.
Just when he thought he would say goodbye to this world forever, he heard the mechanical voice ringing in his ears again.
"Let people's memories go back to before everything started."
Zhou Bai didn't know what this sentence meant. He only knew that he was really sleepy and tired.
He closed his eyes and fell into a deep, deep sleep.
So much so that the alarm clock rang many times but he didn't hear it.
He saw many people in his dream, he saw a family of four, people in the slaughterhouse, a scary tavern, a good pharmaceutical factory...
He felt that he might have died before returning to his original place and saying goodbye to these familiar people one by one.
But suddenly, he felt strong sunlight shining on his face.
Subconsciously, he raised his hand to block the sun.
Then, a voice that he missed very much rang in his ears.
"You're going to be late for work if you're still sleeping, did you know?"
Go to work? What class do you work in?
Shouldn’t the system do it by itself when it comes to going to work?
And why does mom know about this?
Zhou Bai had these questions in his mind, and then he realized something was wrong.
Mother?!
He suddenly sat up from the bed, opened his eyes, and saw his mother holding the curtains with one hand and her hands on her hips, looking at him helplessly.
"mom, Mom, Mom?"
Mother Zhou put down the curtains, shook her head, turned and walked towards the door.
"Did you sleep? Get up quickly, your salary for this month will be deducted soon."
Zhou Bai stared blankly at her back, then lowered his head to look at his own hands, which showed nothing strange. For a moment, he suspected that he had just had a long dream.
He quickly sat up from the bed and walked to the window. When he saw the smiles on the faces of the people on the street, the doubts in his heart suddenly became deeper and deeper.
"Why are you still procrastinating?
Wash your face and brush your teeth quickly, and then come over for breakfast."
Mom was in the kitchen, bringing out a bowl of steaming noodles.
The steam blurred mother's face and Zhou Bai's eyes.
He raised his hand and wiped it, then smiled, responded, and hurriedly walked out of the room.
In the living room, my father had finished breakfast, got dressed and put on his shoes and was getting ready to go out.
Hearing his mother's nagging in the kitchen, he saw Zhou Bai coming out, gave him a look that made him wish for happiness, and then opened the door and walked out as if he was fleeing.
Zhou Bai smiled and felt that if everything was just a dream, it wouldn't be a bad thing.
He walked to the sofa and sat down, trying to calm down his mood.
At this moment, he saw a note suddenly appear on the originally empty coffee table.
He quickly walked over and picked up the note.
When he saw the rules written on it clearly, he couldn't help but open his mouth in surprise.
This is... the note he left for his parents before?
He quickly opened the back and saw a line of words written in his own handwriting.
"I'm safe, please don't worry about me."
So...it's not a dream!
But they won!
Zhou Bai stood up from the sofa excitedly, and then saw his mother standing next to the dining table with her hands on her hips, slightly angrily.
Zhou Bai was so frightened that he quickly put the note behind him: "It's coming, it's coming."
After he finished speaking, when his mother turned her back, he folded the note and hid it in his pocket.
Since they have not seen this note, they can just assume that this note never existed.
He showed a relaxed smile, washed his face and brushed his teeth, then sat at the dining table and took a big bite of noodles.
"Well, that's what it tastes like, it's so delicious."
Mom stood in the kitchen with a slightly angry face and couldn't help but smile when she heard Zhou Bai's compliment.
"It's just your sweet mouth.
Don’t think that if you say this, I won’t continue to miss you.”
Zhou Bai took another big mouthful of noodles and said vaguely: "Mom reciting me is for my own good. Keep reciting, I like to hear it."
Mother Zhou lost her temper instantly: "What's wrong with this child? He became sensible overnight."
Zhou Bai didn't explain anything and lowered his head, cherishing this hard-won warmth.
One month later.
Zhou Bai, who had returned to the life of a social worker, was sitting alone in the corner of a coffee shop drinking coffee on weekends, but he still had to deal with the work that his boss had just assigned.
"Destroy it. What's the difference between being a social animal without weekends and being a system?"
Zhou Baibian quickly typed on the laptop he carried with him, and couldn't help complaining.
People in this world have completely forgotten about the strange happenings, and even he, the hero who saved the world, has also forgotten about it.
So now he is just an ordinary person among the crowd, just like everyone else.
"Oh, destroy it, destroy it."
Zhou Bai typed hard on the keyboard, venting all his resentment on the keyboard.
There were not many customers in the coffee shop on weekends, so the content of the conversation between the mother and son at the table diagonally across the street clearly fell into Zhou Bai's ears.
"Mom, Mom, do you think there are any weird things in this world?"
"Eat your cake and don't keep talking about these nonsense things."
The little boy said "Oh", lowered his head and ate the cake in front of him obediently.
But Zhou Bai, who was full of resentment just now, suddenly felt a warm current flowing slowly in his heart at this moment.
Is it better to forget than to remember?
Zhou Bai was thinking this in his heart, and then he suddenly saw a strange man, also holding a laptop, sitting across from Zhou Bai's table in a coffee shop where there were still many empty seats.
"I think it would be better to remember."
Zhou Bai thought he could hear his own voice and raised his head to look at him in surprise.
But I saw that he was wearing headphones and almost knocked over Zhou Bai's coffee when he put down his laptop.
If this coffee were spilled, all his hard work this afternoon would be wasted.
Zhou Bai looked at the fussy weirdo in front of him, closed the computer in disgust, stood up and walked out the door without even finishing his coffee.
"Of course it's better to remember than to forget."
After Zhou Bai walked out of the door, the weirdo turned on the computer, typed a few lines of words on it, and muttered to himself.
Then, I heard a waiter shouting from the side of the dining table:
"Who is Whitebeard? The coffee you want to pack is ready."
After hearing this, the weirdo waved his hand, left the computer on the table, and walked to the dining table.
And the computer stayed on a page with several lines of unfinished sentences.
[Welcome to the world of strange rules and stories, please be sure to stay awake at all times here.]
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(Thank you everyone for reading an immature work written by a new author.)
(For the extra part, I will update it one after another starting tomorrow.
I have read everyone’s comments about the extras on various platforms.
When I saw that you wanted to watch the extra story about even a passing mouse, I really...
I think you guys are great. [Keep smiling this time]
If it’s not too much for you, I’ll try my best to write it down.)