amaotonovel Chapter 618 Isn’t that Xixile? !
Chapter 618 Isn’t that Xixile? !
The three ancestors exchanged glances, and Suiren began to explain to her, "That's the bait thrown by Azathoth, the real 'Key to the Gate'."
He paused, then added, "However, ever since we stepped into the Gray Layer, Azathoth's aura has been completely severed from it... He gave up this chess piece."
"Why?" Su Mohui was puzzled.
Wu Zetian smiled softly and flicked her slender finger in the air. The thick gray mist and nebula wrapped around the surface of the "thing" slowly faded away like a sweater coming unstuck, revealing a corner of the scene inside.
The gray fog dissipated, revealing Zhan Qing's figure!
Pinned to her chest in her signature gray shirt was a handwritten badge: "Director of the Tentacle Mental Rehabilitation Office!" In her left hand, she clutched a dog-eared copy of "On Protracted War," and in her right... a black whip that sizzled with electric sparks?!
One of her feet was still treading on a thick tentacle wrapped in cheap neon strips. She said with a forced smile, "Number 007! You're addicted to devouring faith, huh?! Your boss, the key to the door, is lying there for you to mock, and you still want to devour me?!"
The eyeball on top of the stepped-on tentacle (number 007) blinked helplessly, and the tip of the tentacle nimbly made a "6" gesture. A muffled electronic synthesized sound emanated from somewhere.
"My God! I've been carrying two thousand of those 'KGB bricks' every day as you asked! I'm exhausted as a dog! And you won't even let me have a snack?!"
Zhan Qing sneered, and with a sudden force of his arms, he managed to pull out a figure from the depths of the entanglement of the Ke system's tentacles!
"Isn't that Xi Xile?!" Su Mohui's eyes almost popped out of her head when she saw the figure clearly, "He's not dead yet?!"
In the corner, Xixile's soul body barely recovered its human form from the twisted tentacle form. When he met Zhan Qing's gaze, he shuddered uncontrollably.
A creased piece of paper fluttered out of his trouser pocket, with a bright red title printed on it: "Employee Reform Plan (Mandatory Edition)" -
Today's tasks: Recite the entire text of "Daxia's Core Socialist Values"; copy the entire text of "On Protracted War"; maintain tentacle form for ≥ 12 hours.
"How do you manage to be an ideological counselor?!" Zhan Qing shook his wrist, and the whip lashed in the air with a sharp sound, causing the surrounding gray fog to disperse.
"Choose one! Give the tentacles a lecture on the dangers of genocide... or teach them the square dance 'The Most Dazzling National Style'?"
Xixi Le screamed in terror: "You evil capitalist! I quit! Lord Azathoth will come to save me! Let me go!!"
"Capitalist?" Zhan Qing raised his eyebrows dangerously, tapping his palm with the whip with a half-smile. "Why don't you ask the key to the door yourself, your master Azathoth, if he doesn't want him anymore?"
The main tentacles that were named and huddled in the corner suddenly froze, and then squirmed like a cat with its tail stepped on, trying to escape, but Zhan Qing grabbed them back through the air: "Ahhhh - wuwuwu - my family doesn't want me anymore - I'm a wild child that no one wants -"
"Be good, Xiaozhi, don't be afraid. With me here, you will no longer be an unwanted wild child." Zhan Qing's face changed instantly, his voice was so "gentle" that water could drip out of it, and he reached out and touched the "head" of the main tentacle (suspected to be the core consciousness of the key to the door).
As if by magic, she pulled out from her pocket an old-fashioned handheld game console that she had found in the memory projection sponsored by Shen Jiaan. "Here's a game for you. Tetris, a cure for unhappiness."
Seeing this, Xi Xile's throat exploded sharply, and her hands covered her face tightly like broken shutters. Her left eye secretly opened a slit between her greasy and tangled bangs, like a furtive mouse.
The sound pierced the surrounding Cz-type tentacles and made them shudder collectively: "No! Ah——"
Just as he was howling halfway, his scream was forced to stop abruptly -
"Stop howling like that! Do you think you're going to die?!" Yehenara's remnant spirit rolled up a blackened leaf and slammed it into his face. The former "Buddha" now had no dignity left, and his dentures nearly flew out as he cursed: "Howl again, and I'll smash all three of your legs!"
Before she finished speaking, she instantly changed into a flattering face, with wrinkles all over her face, and looked up at Zhan Qing.
Her fingers, like dry bark, twisted the tattered flag dress, like an old scholar trying to curry favor with her teacher. "Um... I'm applying to be the instructor of the Tentacle Choir! I promise to teach 'Unity is Strength' better than the K-series hymn!"
Su Mohui fell into a long, stunned silence as she watched this scene of "K-series Abyssal PUA Reality" unfold before her. She raised her head and glared at the three elders, gazing intently at them: What kind of fantasy plot is this?!
It was Qin Shi Huang who answered her, his tone a bit amusing and awkward: "When Zhan Qing touched the threshold of the Supreme Godhead, the energy fluctuations were so unique that he was sucked into the 'Flytrap' of the Gate Key."
"But," he changed the subject, adding a touch of admiration, "this girl has a quick mind. Those K-type people can't stand this kind of heartless joy and serious nonsense. Mortals are best at twisting pain into a knot and using it as a jump rope."
He briefly recounted how Zhan Qing used square dancing, red songs, and ideological education to bring Doorkey and its minions into obedience.
So...the three ancestors took great pains to bring me to the gray layer for a day trip, just to let me see with my own eyes these two lively guys alive and kicking?
Su Mohui had just breathed a sigh of relief when the terrifying pressure of the ash layer surged again. Even the triple divine power shield couldn't withstand the soul-crushing pressure!
"Are you relieved now?" Wu Zetian observed her expression and said seriously, "Xuanyuan Shaoze's spirit has transcended, and Zhan Qing... well, he's clearly living a fulfilling life. As long as either of them can escape their current predicament, you can always activate the 'Urobuchi Final Battle' program pre-installed in the system."
Seeing Su Mohui nod with difficulty, the three elders smiled at each other. Knowing how hard she was holding on, they didn't delay any longer. They all raised their hands simultaneously, their vast divine power transforming into a warm, resilient cocoon of light. It gently enveloped Su Mohui and thrust her fiercely into a lit passageway of time and space!
At the moment of separation, their smiling voices were clearly imprinted in the depths of Su Mohui's sea of consciousness——
"The road ahead is long, but we will meet again."