For some reason, Xu Su, who was guarding outside the conference room, felt inexplicably uneasy even though he hadn't been out for long.
He leaned against the wall, lowered his head, and stared at the tip of his shoes. The joy in his heart faded slightly, and he stopped crying. His mind also calmed down a lot.
Only God knew how excited he was when he found out that the Book of the Dead could be used to summon the dead and talk to them.
Xu Su lived in these two instances in a daze.
He didn't know what he was doing, but he was very clear about what he was doing.
It was no exaggeration to say that everything seemed to have lost its color in Xu Su's eyes. From then on, he didn't know what he was going to live for, and what else he could do.
After receiving Xu Sen's relic, the Book of the Black Hen, that Zhuge An brought back from the instance, he stayed in the dormitory alone for three days in a daze.
Xu Su kept crying. When he was tired from crying, he fell asleep. When he woke up, he sat on the bed motionlessly and continued to cry. Later, when his tears dried up, he could only sit there like a fixed statue. He couldn't feel the flow of time as he hugged the Grade-A item.
Later, he woke up because he saw the words that Xu Sen had left for him in the book.
Xu Sen wanted him to live.
Therefore, this sentence became Xu Su's only obsession.
It was as if he had suddenly aged a few decades. He no longer had the lively aura from before, and he lived like Xu Sen.
When he was in the orphanage instance, Xu Su was almost caught by Ghost Hand.
That hand was very, very cold. It was so cold that it seemed to penetrate his bones.
For a moment, Xu Su thought that if he died like this, everything would be over.
But he couldn't die. If Brother Jiu let Xu Sen come back in the end, he would have to beat him up.
Xu Su thought about his appearance at that time and couldn't help but smile.
He never thought that he could talk to Xu Sen like this.
Just the conversation alone was enough to make him feel satisfied and overjoyed.
Xu Su trusted Zong Jiu more than anyone else. He believed that Brother Nine would definitely create a miracle.
He stretched out his hand and looked at his palm that was covered with wrinkles.
She did not know what Xu Sen wanted to say to Brother Jiu alone. Could it be that she wanted to ask Brother Nine about her situation during this period alone?
Xu Su began to guess aimlessly.
Thinking about how dispirited he was during this period of time, he couldn't help but hit his head, feeling a little regretful.
Just as Xu Su's imagination was running wild, the door of the conference room behind him suddenly opened slightly.
He hurriedly turned around. "Ninth Brother!"
The white-haired young man who walked out of the meeting room looked normal, but there was some imperceptible coldness in his eyebrows and eyes.
Xu Su subconsciously stood properly, like a primary school student who was about to be scolded by the teaching director. His hands were stuck to the seams of his trousers, and he stood perfectly straight.
"Hmm?"
Zong Jiu, who was still immersed in his own thoughts, snapped out of his daze.
Seeing Xu Su's serious expression, Magician raised his brows. "Why do you suddenly look like you're waiting to be scolded?"
"Ninth Brother, don't tease me. I'm just happy."
Xu Su scratched his head and revealed his first heartfelt smile in more than two months.
He glanced at the death spirit book in Zong Jiu's hands, his tone hesitant. "He didn't say anything, right?"
"Nothing."
Since he had promised Xu Sen that he wouldn't reveal the contents of their conversation, Zong Jiu would naturally keep his promise. "I had something to do just now, so I asked him to go back first. If you want to look for him, you have to reestablish communication."
Xu Su nodded obediently.
The white-haired youth passed the death spirit book in his hands to Xu Su. "Here."
Seeing Xu Su accept the death spirit book happily, Zong Jiu pretended to ask casually, "Zhuge An gave you this book, right? Did he say anything else when he gave it to you? "
Xu Su revealed a confused expression. "No."
"Big Boss Zhuge said that he had drawn an S-grade item that could communicate with the dead, and then directly transferred this item to me."
Xu Su's luck wasn't as good as Zhuge An's, but as one of the last hundred survivors of the Thriller Trainee Competition, he had also received an S-grade item, the blind box, from which he had obtained a cross.
He scratched his head. "Because I was embarrassed, I wanted to give the S-grade item to Master Zhuge, but he said he didn't need it and told me to keep it for myself."
"Right, Ninth Brother, why are you asking about this?"
"Nothing."
Zong Jiu denied it. "I'm just asking."
After that, he and Xu Su exchanged a few simple words. After that, he left the conference room and walked back to his dorm.
The walk wasn't long, but Zong Jiu walked very slowly. He walked for a long time.
There was no doubt that according to what Zhuge An had said, he wanted Zong Jiu to make a wish that would allow everyone to escape from the Infinite Loop.
If it wasn't for this condition, Zhuge An, who had been both friend and foe in the Barren Village Instance Dungeon, wouldn't have lent a helping hand, let alone help in the battle between Zong Jiu and the devil.
It could be said that Zhuge An's promise to help him was based on Zong Jiu's identity as the savior and the promise he had made. Otherwise, Zhuge An wouldn't have said those words when Zong Jiu promised Xu Su.
But now …
Zong Jiu gathered his thoughts and sent a short message to Fan Zhuo. Then, he pushed open the door to his dorm room.
The break this time was a month long.
As the time for the final battle approached, the atmosphere in the trainee dorm became more relaxed and joyful.
It was a pity that although the Thriller Trainee Competition was conducted as a talent show, the audience couldn't participate in the voting. Otherwise, Zong Jiu would definitely be the winner.
After closing the door, Zong Jiu lowered his head and changed into his cotton slippers.
When the cats saw him, they scurried over and rubbed their heads against Magician's feet affectionately.
His room was exactly the same as when he left. The fireplace was burning and snow was falling. White light shone in from the floor-to-ceiling windows and intertwined with the dim light in the room. It had a cold and pale beauty.
However, it was in such a quiet background that someone set up a trap.
Zong Jiu bent down and picked up the cats. When he walked out of the hallway, he saw a figure lying lazily on his bed.
"Don't you have your own bed?"
The black-haired man looked away from the screen in boredom and said innocently, "But I like your bed better."
Indeed. The bed was filled with Magician's cold aura.
The devil had always liked the smell on Zong Jiu's body, even though the latter always thought it was an illusion created by No. 1.
Ever since he used his authority as a mentor to merge the two dorms, Zong Jiu objected and had to change it back. Zong Jiu obeyed on the surface but disobeyed in private. He used his freedom to come and go as he pleased and treated Zong Jiu's dorm as his own.
As long as Zong Jiu was in the dorm, the devil wouldn't stop. Even if Magician was reading in front of the fireplace, the devil would still go over and rub a blanket.
Zong Jiu was always in heat. Without the curse, Zong Jiu returned to his usual indifferent attitude.
Therefore, in order to achieve his goal, the devil always looked for trouble for Magician and never got tired of it.
He was also very bored. When he saw that Zong Jiu had a few cats, he followed his example and created a few black cats with the shadows. He commanded the two teams of cats to fight each other every day. That was fine, but the most important thing was that he was too energetic. Sometimes, when he got angry, Zong Jiu would fight with him. Then, as they fought, there was no exception, and they would end up rolling together.
Zong Jiu was about to scold him, but when he turned around, he saw the demon move the burnt rabbit toy onto his bed, as if it was the right thing to do. He even patted the side of his bed to show that he had left enough space for the rabbit toy.
Zong Jiu was speechless.
In the past, when Zong Jiu lived alone, his room was always quiet. Now, with the addition of a demon, the magician's peaceful life became lively.
What he didn't realize was that while he was unaware, the devil had already invaded his personal space step by step and forcefully squeezed into his life.
"Baby, what kind of final battle dungeon do you like?"
Just as Zong Jiu lowered his head to stroke the cats' fur, the devil suddenly asked, "Since it's a final battle that belongs to us, it must be interesting."
"Whatever, I'll win anyway." Zong Jiu didn't even turn his head.
"Then let's leave it to the main system."
The man got up from the bed and skillfully walked behind Magician. He leaned his head on Magician's shoulder. After being pushed away, he didn't get angry. Instead, he squinted his eyes.
"If you win, Mr. Magician, what would you like to wish for?"
The devil had vaguely revealed it during the Q&A session at the Circus of the Insane.
The main system completed a karma in the form of "making a wish" and "fulfilling the wish" in order to let him return to the higher dimension.
Since the main system was responsible for fulfilling the wish, then a wish like "the main system will disappear" definitely couldn't be fulfilled. He could only do it from the side.
"If you really intend to listen to that nameless scoundrel and let the entire infinite loop be destroyed, the main system will most likely be ruthless enough to fulfill your wish."
Destroying the infinite loop would be a huge blow to the main system, but it would definitely agree in the end.
In order to wait for this opportunity to return to the higher dimension, the main system had been preparing for a long time.
It spent energy to create the infinite loop and was even willing to cooperate with the devil for this purpose.
If this opportunity was missed, the next one might never come. Therefore, even if the wish could only be fulfilled by the main system, as long as it wasn't too outrageous, the main system would fulfill it for the trainees.
"Don't you think it's fun here? Why are you obsessed with those unnecessary things?"
The man's fingertips circled around his body. "We're the same kind of people who like to pursue excitement. There are things here that the real world doesn't have. Why should we care about what those ants think? "
"If you want to destroy this place, I won't be able to play with you in the future."
The devil slowly tightened his hand around Magician and said in an almost casual tone, "I'll be sad, baby."