Chapter 905: I Who Exist for You 41

Jin Chen hugged the awake Yishen and rushed out of the illusion, just in time to see 0731 this little brat jumping around.

His eyes twitched, and he pulled Yishen into his embrace.

【Oh! Host!】

0731 was extremely excited, and upon receiving the signal hurried back into Jin Chen's consciousness space.

Yishen didn't notice; he only knew that after landing, he saw Huacishu already on the verge of death, with many wounds on his body, not knowing who did it.

"Why......"

Huacishu leaned against the wall corner, having no strength left to struggle; he knew this time he was really about to die.

But before dying, Huacishu still wanted to figure it out.

"Isn't that the world you've been dreaming of? Why would you come out?"

"Fake is forever fake." Yishen answered, lowering his gaze to look at him, tone calm: "Isn't that what you yourself said?"

But that's just the bias of those in power.

Upon hearing that answer, Huacishu seemed to understand something, trembling as he touched his own uneven face.

Huacishu no longer had a chance to regret.

He, filled with deep resentment, forever lost his breath.

【Detected Villain Blackening Value -5, total 10!】

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value +20, total 92!】

Huacishu does not belong to this timeline; after his death, he turned into nothingness dust and smoke, dissipating, leaving only a pen.

A pen capable of creating an illusory realm, which almost made Yishen unable to distinguish reality from illusion.

Yishen picked up the pen.

The person who had been controlling the documents and trying to change him has been dealt with; in the end, only the Time Exchange remains.

Jin Chen listened as 0731 reported in his mind the events of the past two days, his opinion of that bunch of shameless dogs rising another notch.

Just then, footsteps came from outside the ruined temple.

"Did you get that pen?"

Number Two stepped forward, seeing Jin Chen seemingly not surprised at all, only slightly excited as he walked toward Yishen: "Then what you promised me... what do you want to do?!"

Before Number Two could finish speaking, Jin Chen pressed a knife to his throat, forcing him to lift his head.

"Where do you get the nerve to make a deal with Shenshen?" Jin Chen thought these people were not only dogs, but also unusually thick-skinned.

"How about you tell me again how to destroy the Time Exchange, and I'll let you see Zhuyan."

Jin Chen's expression was mocking, his eyebrows raised.

"You... you're dreaming!"

Number Two originally thought it would be foolproof, but hearing Jin Chen's words, he didn't outright deny it, actually feeling somewhat torn.

Without a doubt, seeing Zhuyan had been his obsession for many years, even though he knew Zhuyan was just a impostor created by Huacishu.

"You have to pay some price to get what you want," Jin Chen continued, each word like a pearl, "The people of the Time Exchange, although they are your dear teammates, are also the ones who personally killed your beloved."

"After so many years of repression, you must be suffering; as long as you finish this final task, you can enter the illusory realm and reunite with him, isn't that good?"

Number Two's already wavering mind became even more unsettled.

"If you dare to agree, I'll be the first to tear you apart!"

Number One's angry voice interrupted Number Two's thoughts; he stared in shock at the Number One who had rushed in, inexplicably feeling a bit ashamed.

For many years, he has held a grudge against Number One, this biological brother who killed Zhuyan, so hatred has grown, making them opposites.

Number Two originally thought that Number One also wanted to kill him.

But not long ago, Number One rescued him from the Xuyuchuan timeline, and he gradually rediscovered a bit of his former warmth.

"You idiot! After finally locking up this dangerous person, you actually walk right up to be threatened!"

Number One monitored everything from Number Two's wristband, fuming with rage, truly unable to understand how this idiot could be so fixated on a fake thing!

Number Two's face flushed red, and he instinctively shouted back, not even caring that Jin Chen threatened him with a raised knife.

"How dare you scold me! If it weren't for you killing Zhuyan, I wouldn't be in this state!"

The ignored Jin Chen: "……"

He silently exchanged a glance with Yishen, his eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty.

Could it be that his presence is so low! This captive completely disrespects me! Might as well kill him!

Rarely seeing Jin Chen so embarrassed, Yishen smiled and gestured for him to calm down.

Jin Chen really felt that these two idiots arguing was both unnutritious and a waste of time.

He drew a gun from Number Two's waist and, without warning, shot Number One.

But he still remembered that this person had repeatedly tried to kill his wife; he deserved to die.

Number One also wanted to grab Yishen to threaten Jin Chen, but he clearly miscalculated; Jin Chen saw his intention to attack Yishen, instantly triggering his reverse scale, and even the captured Number Two didn't care, he casually threw the person to the ground and shot Number One's vital point without reservation.

A small ruined temple, danger lurking everywhere.

Seeing Number One increasingly struggling, Number Two's emotions grew more complex; he wanted to rush forward to help, but was held back by his own inner turmoil, Zhuyan's visage constantly haunting him.

Yishen looked at him, always feeling something was off.

Although he and Number Two had met many times before, only after returning from the illusory realm today could Yishen clearly sense that Number Two's state was much like that of the people in the illusory realm.

Yishen suddenly had a thought.

Since Number Two and Zhuyan once loved each other, perhaps he had already been influenced by the illusory realm; after all, he himself said that those affected gradually detach from reality, but Number Two hasn't realized it—his strong desire to go to the illusory realm and see Zhuyan is merely because... he has already been severed from this world.

"Number One!!"

In the midst of his thoughts, Yishen suddenly heard Number Two's miserable, painful cry.

Instinctively he lifted his gaze, his expression slightly stunned.

Number One was killed by Jin Chen; the dagger pierced his chest, and after the miraculous gun had fired, it turned into white bones.

Jin Chen stepped on the white bones and came over, bent down to look at the dispirited Number Two, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and the energy gun tapped his face.

"Are you sad? But Number One is dead, and now no one can stop you from seeing Zhu Yan."

"Zhu Yan..." Number Two murmured softly, the anguish in his eyes clearly visible, he whispered his lover's name with his lips, but his eyes were fixed on Number One's white bones.

He suddenly felt his head about to split from pain, and everything around him began Distorted.

Yishen, who had figured out all the vital points, killed with a murderous intent, and also wanted to crush the last shred of Number Two's hope.

Yishen said: "Huacishu is the one who created Zhu Yan; as long as he dies, even if I use his brush to create another illusory realm, Zhu Yan will not be there."

"You are lost in illusion, unable to distinguish reality from the person you like, more pitiful than Huacishu."

Number Two began taking deep breaths gaspingly, his eyes about to burst, suffering to the extreme.