dognovel Chapter 225 Psychic Medium
Chapter 225 Psychic Medium
A message suddenly popped up in Jiang Qi's mind.
Before he could make a move, the system's cold, mechanical voice rang out.
"Dear player Jiang Qi, thank you for your contribution to Nightmare Game. After investigation, Bai Xiaoyu is not a game bug."
The result was as he expected, so Jiang Qi wasn't very surprised.
Reporting Bai Xiaoyu was a bug, but at the time it seemed like a wise move.
After all, the methods of torture used by the Supreme God are far more cruel than those used by himself.
Even if they discover he's not a bug, given the God's cold-blooded and ruthless nature, Bai Xiaoyu will be severely injured, if not killed.
Perhaps, by using the power of the Supreme God, they can uncover what's inside Bai Xiaoyu's sea of consciousness.
No matter how vicious Bai Xiaoyu is, he's not worth wasting his precious time to tormenting her.
Right now, all he wants is to clear the dungeon as quickly as possible and get them out of this nightmare game.
The further he went, the more uneasy he felt, as if something was drifting out of control.
As for Bai Xiaoyu, Jiang Qi only needs to destroy the power and status that he has always wanted.
The two things he valued so much, once lost...
By then, Bai Xiaoyu will probably be living a life worse than death.
After the system finished its announcement, there was no further sound.
Jiang Qi rested his chin on one hand, pondering how to ask Lin Wanchu for help tomorrow.
With his other hand, he rubbed the bracelet in his pocket; the address Jerry had given him was for a local temple.
But even if they drove there, it would still take some time, and neither he nor Lu Zhi had a driver's license, so how could they know how to drive?
I've been troubling Lin Wanchu too much all this time.
"Ding-dong," Yu Hansheng took out his phone, and several group chat messages came into view.
It turns out that after dinner yesterday, everyone tacitly transferred tens of thousands of yuan to Lin Wanchu.
Besides Chi Miaomiao, she transferred game points to Lin Wanchu.
Because the only valuable thing she has that she can trade is the points she's accumulated in the game.
Points cannot be exchanged for real-world money.
Her savings in reality were negligible.
But Lin Wanchu was probably too busy yesterday and only just saw the messages. She didn't accept them, but returned them one by one.
Cheng Cuo naturally saw it too; he had just opened the chat box to type.
The door behind them opened, Cheng Cuo's fingers paused, and the four of them subconsciously turned around.
Lin Wanchu leaned against the door and said, "We're all friends, so transferring money would be too formal. Just treat this place as our home."
"Yes, that's precisely why we should share the costs together."
The words that Cheng Cuo hadn't sent in the chat box were slowly expressed by Yu Hansheng in words.
"That's why you should accept the money."
While the two were talking, Lu Xue had already figured out the whole story behind her fever.
Just now, a system notification suddenly sounded in her mind.
"Congratulations to player Lu Xue for awakening her talent. Would you like to view it?"
Lu Xue clicked on it with a hint of curiosity, and the text slowly unfolded before her eyes.
[Talent Name: Medium]
[Talent Skill Introduction: This player can communicate with ghosts in paranormal-themed dungeons to obtain relevant clues. However, what the ghosts repeat may not be true, and players need to carefully discern the truth.]
[Special Skill Description: Players can learn about the general situation of the next dungeon in advance, usually through dreams, since every dungeon has ghosts.]
[Note: There is no limit to the number of times communication can be used. Players have a certain probability of converting this into a precognitive talent.]
Lu Xue browsed very quickly, almost overwhelmed by joy.
She is also a talented player, but the more powerful her talent, the stronger the backlash.
There are gains and losses, just like Lu Xue, whose talent came at the cost of her physical abilities.
What about her?
What price will she pay if she uses her talent too often?
Is the nightmare she had yesterday exactly what their upcoming storyline is going to be?
She held Chi Miaomiao's hand tightly, her eyes filled with eager curiosity.
"Miaomiao, how many times do you think it's generally good to use your talent?"
Chi Miaomiao sat down next to her and answered her questions.
She spread her ten fingers and gestured to Lu Xue.
Lu Xue understood and calmed herself down a bit.
Ten times, no more, no less, they had no idea when they would reach the standard to leave the nightmare game.
During this period, she was still able to make some small contributions to the team.
But then she thought of Chi Miaomiao's hair, which was half white and half black, and her mouth moved faster than her brain.
"Miaomiao, what about you? How many times did you use your talent?"
Chi Miaomiao lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly. Including the last time, she had probably used it five times already.
But apart from the last time, she never used it voluntarily.
Besides, no one would care whether she lived or died.
Therefore, they would not care how often she used her talent.
Seeing that Chi Miaomiao hadn't reacted, Lu Xue thought she had touched a sore spot, so she immediately rubbed her head.
His dark eyes were filled with concern and apology.
"Miaomiao, I'm sorry, did I mention something that reminded you of something sad?"
"I just asked casually, it's okay if you don't want to talk about it."
“However, I think I’m not the only one who doesn’t want you to use your talent. Now that you’re a member of the Monster family, we will all protect you.”
"Our Miaomiao is so cute, but we're destined to live to be a hundred years old."
Chi Miaomiao's pupils trembled slightly, and she hooked her little finger around Lu Xue's finger, responding to her silently.
Not just me, you all should live to be a hundred years old.
Lu Xue's body had almost recovered, but Lin Wanchu still insisted that she lie in bed and rest properly.
Chi Miaomiao stayed by her side, while Qiqi and Qiqi had disappeared somewhere.
The two got along very well, and the clock struck about 2:15.
They had already made a strawberry cake and were ready to serve it.
Jiang Qi and Lu Zhi walked side by side, while Lin Wanchu carried a large plate of strawberry cake in both hands and walked at the front.
Cheng Cuo and Yu Hansheng lagged behind, their sleeves still stained with a little cream.
After much thought, Jiang Qi decided it was better to tell Lin Wanchu in advance.
Immediately, he put his finger to his lips, coughed slightly, and got straight to the point.
"Wan Chu, could you give us a ride tomorrow?"
“I went to deliver the bracelet to Xu Cangsheng; she lives at Hancang Temple in the local area.”
Lin Wanchu freed one hand, gently pushed open the door, and answered crisply and decisively.
"Oh, it's nothing. What time tomorrow?"
"I'll go there after lunch."
"OK, with me, Driver Lin, here, I'll make sure you get there and back safely."
"Thank you."
"Saying thank you would be too formal."
Lu Xue and Chi Miaomiao looked up just as they heard the sound.
For some reason, Lu Xue felt a strange sense of unease when she heard that Jiang Qi was going out the next day.
"Brother Jiang, can I go with you guys tomorrow?"
Jiang Qi cast a glance his way, and Lin Wanchu spoke at the opportune moment.
"What's wrong, Xiaoxue?"
Lu Xue shook her head and answered truthfully.
"Nothing much, it's just that when I heard that Brother Jiang was going out, I felt a little uneasy, like something bad was going to happen."
"So, I want to go too, is that okay?"
After Lu Xue said that, the rest of the people all wanted to go with her.
Jiang Qi shook his head in disapproval, "It's just delivering something, there's no need for so many people to go."
Besides, if Lu Xue's intuition is correct, wouldn't having so many people accompany him just implicate everyone?
He did not want.
If something really bad were to happen, he would only hope that the disaster would befall him alone.