Chapter 155: Volume 1, Chapter 155: The Movie Emperor Who Turned Into a Cat (22)

A week has passed since she passed out from drinking that drugged red wine.

This place is not in that upscale residential complex in the city, but on an island far from her hometown.

The climate is mild, summer all year, with subtropical temperatures; seagulls gather in flocks on the balcony rail, their bodies ivory-white, wings light gray, beaks sharp, eyes curiously gazing at the glass inside.

Jiang Zhi tossed grapes into the window crack, watching those few seagulls peck at them.

"Boring, 777!"

777 was used to her various nicknames for herself, "There are still 28 points of Hatred Value, Host."

Jiang Zhi said weakly, "I know."

"Tap."

A sound came from behind the window, the noise made by a seagull standing on the outside latch.

Jiang Zhi's eyes lit up.

These days of feeding haven't been in vain.

The externally locked window was unintentionally unlocked by a seagull; she pushed the window open, took the assembled bed planks from under the bed, and immediately dragged them out the window.

After this week, she had observed that besides the scheduled meals and cleaning, there was no one else here.

I doubt even Xie Xingyuan himself expected that, after coming to this remote island, she would still be thinking about escaping.

The simple boat made from the bed planks could only hold one person; Jiang Zhi, while it was still light, put on a simple life jacket, slung a small pack on her back, got into the boat, and prepared to set sail.

777: "You're seeking death."

Never mind how far this is from land; with her rickety little boat, even a little wave would capsize it into the sea.

Jiang Zhi smiled smugly, "I never really intended to escape."

This is merely a tool for her to increase her Hatred Value.

Riding the small boat against the wind and waves, gradually drifting from the island, she glanced back; the island had vanished from sight, all around was endless blue sea, clear and bright, reflecting the sky.

Not knowing how long she had drifted on this sea, the sky gradually darkened; Jiang Zhi lay on the bed planks, tired and cold.

At the moment the sunlight was swallowed by darkness, the sea surface temperature plummeted; the lightly clothed Jiang Zhi, immersed in seawater, slowly lost body heat.

"Why hasn't Xie Xingyuan found me yet?"

Her clothing had a tracker; Xie Xingyuan finding her should be a piece of cake.

777 gave her the bad news: "A storm is coming soon; the signal over this sea is weakening, so whether he can find you is a question."

Jiang Zhi sighed helplessly, "It's over; does that mean I have to go punish the world again?"

777's tone grew more despondent: "You can't go; if you die in this world, the Main God will erase you."

Jiang Zhi said wistfully, "This really is bad news."

She had gone off the rails; she shouldn't have increased her Hatred Value in such a dangerous way.

But who could endure indefinite imprisonment, locked in that room with sea on all sides, driving a person mad?

"Wuu wuu wuu, Brother Seven, I'm so cold, I don't want to freeze to death." She pouted and burst into tears.

If 777 couldn't see through her fake crying, it would have truly wasted all that time with her.

But he still softened: "I will shield your five senses."

After it said that, Jiang Zhi indeed wasn't cold anymore, grinning as she lay on the bed planks, "I like Brother Seven the most."

Just then, a deafening sound of helicopter rotors spinning rapidly came from overhead.

Jiang Zhi had lost her five senses, could not see her surroundings nor hear clearly; as the wind from the rotors blew, the bed planks overturned and her whole body sank to the seabed.

She flailed her limbs, gradually losing strength, sinking downward.

A figure appeared before her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her to the surface.

Jiang Zhi, with only a sliver of strength, pushed away his arm, trying to escape.

What that person said to her, she couldn't hear, and finally she fainted.

——

3 a. m.

"Mr. Xie, she's out of danger, you don't need to worry," the doctor said after the examination.

Xie Xingyuan's body was still damp, soaked by seawater, his black short hair disheveled and hanging over his forehead, his dark eyes gloomy beyond measure.

"You all, go out."

Everyone in the room left, except Xie Xingyuan.

He stared deeply at the girl lying on the bed, her pallid, colorless face sickly and exhausted, her long curled lashes faintly trembling, her lips tinged blue.

Close.

Just a little more and he would have lost her.

Xie Xingyuan, like a trapped beast, covered his face and half-knelt on the ground, his breath heavy with despair.

"Hei... Heitan..." the black-haired girl on the bed uttered a weak dream murmur, her fingers clutching the sheets, her body tense.

Xie Xingyuan almost at top speed ran to her bedside, took her hand, discarded all dignity and pride, and meowed humbly.

Jiang Zhi's brows and eyes relaxed, her body gradually eased, she leaned against the back of his hand as if relying on it, and fell into deep sleep.

【Villain Xie Xingyuan Hatred Value 100 points】

Until the sky grew slightly light.

Xie Xingyuan's eyes were blood-red, his throat sore and hoarse, his voice unusually raspy: "Zhizhi, the Heitan you like will return to your side."

Having said that, he stood up and left the room directly.

At the same time, Jiang Zhi opened her eyes, hearing the door close, weakly sat up.

"What is he going to do?"

777 also didn't know.

Jiang Zhi fell off the bed, a bad premonition rising in her heart; she struggled to stand, leaning on the wall as she stepped out slowly.

The meaning of his words was probably that he deliberately caused a car accident, hoping to become a cat again like last time.

But how could that be possible! This time he won't turn into a cat; he'll only die in the car accident.

Clearly, he's just going to his death!

This place is no longer that small island, but a European-style villa hidden in the woods.

She heard the sound of a car engine starting outside and then fading away.

"Brother Seven, is there any way to make my body return to normal?"

"777 felt utterly powerless: 'Sorry, Host, my only power helped shield your five senses; now I have no other power left.'"

Jiang Zhi stumbled out of the door, and several doctors coming toward her blocked her path.

"Miss Jiang, your body is still not fit to get out of bed! Please return to your room!"

Jiang Zhi gripped the doctor's arm before her with all her strength: "He's going to his death! You must stop him quickly! Go quickly!"

The doctor she had pulled showed a puzzled expression, obviously not understanding the meaning of her words.

Jiang Zhi released her grip, knocked over the vase beside her, picked up the shards from the floor and pressed them to her throat, her voice icy: "Move aside, or I'll die here."

Everyone, seeing this, retreated, daring not to take another step forward.

Jiang Zhi trembled as she stretched out her other hand, ordering: "Call Xie Xingyuan!"

At the moment the call connected.

She gritted her teeth and roared: "Xie Xingyuan, if you dare to go die, I'll die right now just to show you!"

As her words fell, a piercing screech of brakes came from the other end of the line.

And accompanied by a resounding 'clang' impact sound.