Absurd deduction game

Chapter 630 He is broken

In fact, Yu Xing was still a little unhappy about staying underground, because then the auction tickets he had obtained at the art museum would be useless.

Although Zhao Mou could definitely get a ticket if he really wanted to take the auction route, but wasting it when he clearly had it would always make people feel uncomfortable.

However, the matter has come to this point. Yu Fengchen is a person from another timeline. He can't bring Yu Fengchen tickets or anything else, so he can only treat it as if he never got it.

Yu Xing, who had nothing and no money, was left alone in this quiet space. He looked around and finally calmed down.

What else could it be?

Eat...no, absorb it.

Yu Xing was no stranger to absorbing curses as he had experienced drawing black lines from ghostly branches several times before.

He stood for a while, and after adapting to the dreamy and weird light and shadow in this core area, he simply sat down with his legs crossed next to the hole that originally belonged to the wooden core.

He stretched out the index finger of his right hand and touched the surging black mist as if touching a physical object.

The tree-shaped pattern on the back of his hand had already extended to his chest, and the dense root system seemed to have its own consciousness, instantly sucking the black mist gathered on the fingertips toward the inside of the skin.

The power of the curse is very cold and violent. Fortunately, it is ownerless and does not carry a targeted attack.

Yu Xing shivered passively, and the long-lost feeling of weakness suddenly came over him.

He was too familiar with this. He had been weakening over time because his body could not adapt to the curse. It was gradually declining, and he was becoming increasingly uncontrollable in its decline and rebirth.

However, the side effects of the curse have been temporarily suppressed in the wish list of the absurd system. There are only two reasons for its comeback at this time.

First, the active copy without system prompts belongs to the blind spot of the absurd system. What he is doing now may not be known to the absurd system.

This system is waiting for the event to end, and then unifiedly brings its own deducers back to check the status one by one, and regain control of the information.

Second, he began to absorb these curses, which were enough to cover the ones he originally had in his body, directly causing the body that had begun to become stronger to collapse again.

Yu Xing lowered his eyes and looked at his fingers.

The cold black mist billowed on his fingertips, and gradually, the branches and leaves with the texture of the big tree began to grow, covering each of his fingers.

"call……"

The cold hit his limbs, and Yu Xing felt a heat in front of his nose. He moved his left hand to wipe it, and touched the warm blood.

Nosebleed again...

He stared at the blood with a smile for a while, and once again had an intuitive idea of ​​the feast Yu Fengchen left for him.

Let's put it this way, the curse atmosphere permeating here is about 200 times more than before he went underground.

It was probably more than thirty times the power of the curse he could control when he was just transformed in the laboratory and survived being shot.

Mania, resentment, and all kinds of negative emotions stripped away from human beings poured into his mind.

"You really think highly of me, aren't you afraid that before I am cursed to death, I will be transformed into another conceptual human being by negative emotions?" Yu Xing's voice was very soft, because he was mumbling to himself.

Here, no one can hear his voice.

Just like how he was at the beginning, he had no human emotions, and he was as accustomed to killing and death as blinking and taking steps, and he even began to hate it.

He hates the actors, he hates all living beings that have come true, he hates the ghosts that are dead but still fierce, and he also hates himself.

It looks like a human but not a human, looks like a ghost but not a ghost, more like a monster struggling to survive between the two.

The tap on his fingertips was like a switch. The curse had a way to come in, and it suddenly rushed towards him quickly.

No matter how good Yu Xing was in tolerating pain and no matter how accustomed he was to pain, he would still be tortured by the soul-rending pain that made him bow down and let out a sob of extreme endurance from his throat.

The full curse soon overflowed his body, which had been transformed from a monk on the road. He took a distracted look at himself, and all the scratches on his body caused by Yu Fengchen's branches were automatically eliminated, and with the power of the curse, A little bit of sewing.

Then it cracked again.

Opening more wounds.

The few wizard robes hanging on his body hindered his own inspection. Yu Xing pulled off the last piece of fabric with trembling hands and looked again.

The black lines began to climb rapidly.

Thin root lines divided his skin into countless pieces of pale color, with black and white complementing each other.

His body was soon covered in lines.

As he expected, these lines were densely packed and had no aesthetic feeling at all. He just felt like a twisted monster, ugly and absurd.

Yu Xing couldn't help but arched his back and coughed twice. Blood seeped out from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes became blurry.

Blood began to flow from his ear holes and the corners of his eyes, and his body shook into a sieve, but it was still being eroded by the black mist bit by bit. His body burst into cracks and then quickly returned to its original shape.

What goes around comes around.

The severe pain he experienced in a short period of time made Yu Xing a little numb. After an unknown amount of time, his eyes became a little distracted.

"It seems like we are reaching our limit..."

He couldn't tell whether this sentence was spoken or just thought in his mind. In his impression, he seemed to be rolling his eyes, looking at the body riddled with holes, and feeling a little self-deprecating.

"Fortunately, I feel like my IQ is still there."

"Well, humanity is still there too."

"By the way, I'm going to die probably a dozen or twenty times in the past two months. When it's all over, will I still be who I am now?"

Each question seemed to be floating in a very distant place. It seemed that he only spent a second thinking about it, and it seemed that it took him a long, long time.

In fact, Yu Xing was just a little scared.

He had to accept the power, and he wanted to accept it.

He was just afraid that he would lose his humanity again and do something he would regret.

He didn't want what happened in that village to happen again.

Don't want to... don't want to think about anything?

His mind seemed to be broken for a while, and Yu Xing was lying on the ground before he knew it, letting go of everything to accept those wandering curses.

After the break, the thoughts are reconnected somewhere.

He used to be a loner, sorry for strangers, and a kind-hearted person whom he had met a few times.

But now he is not, he has... friends.

In no mood……

He didn't want those people to get hurt because of him.

By the way, who are those people...

In the increasingly chaotic thoughts, Yu Xing was broken.

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