Chapter 265: His Heart Is Not in the Bunker

There are still many differences between one spirit body and another.

Although spirit bodies cannot fight each other and cannot cause any damage to one another.

But if they sustain damage, some spirit bodies lose consciousness very easily, while others are extremely strong-willed and only lose consciousness when they are on the verge of death.

After Liu Zhizai was subdued by Wen Xishu in the basement, Wen Xishu prepared to do some thorough questioning.

Liu Zhizai had lost a portion of his memories.

At the very least, he did not know how he had died. And this part of his memory was, in fact, extremely crucial.

Wen Xishu also realized this; he likely wouldn't be able to get it out of him, but he might be able to ask about some things that happened after Mr. Jin went to the Slaughter Tower.

[If this were the Lower Spirit Zone, you might not be able to deal with him so easily, but this is the Upper Spirit Zone. Do you know why people from every world hate those from the Sinful Earth?

Because people from the Sinful Earth do not follow the rules. It is as if a bad person suddenly arrived in a world full of good people; that bad person would certainly live very comfortably.

The Upper Spirit Zone is just like that. I will turn a blind eye, but do not let other administrators discover you.]

The text appeared once again.

If Liu Zhizai and Wen Xishu were in the world of the living, even if Wen Xishu used all his trump cards at this stage, he might not necessarily be able to take Liu Zhizai down.

Even in the world of the dead, if they were in the Lower Spirit Zone, Liu Zhizai might not lack a chance of victory.

But as it happens, this is the Upper Spirit Zone.

Liu Zhizai tried to resist, but as he knew, his abilities could not cause any damage to Wen Xishu.

And Wen Xishu’s subsequent attacks were like a rainstorm, dense—but not aesthetic.

There was not a shred of so-called violent aesthetics, only slaps, punches, and kicks, as if it were a street brawl.

Wen Xishu didn't care; he had the Dice of Epilepsy on him anyway. Any move could cause damage to the opponent.

To cause high damage, the attacks had to be dense.

Liu Zhizai was soon injured.

Now Liu Zhizai truly believed... that Wen Xishu could make him die a second time, causing his soul to scatter.

Liu Zhizai panicked, but he also quickly remembered something.

"On your body! There really is a secret hidden! Wen Xishu, this kind of power is absolutely related to the deaths of your Wen family!"

Liu Zhizai’s spirit body was like a melted wax figure, completely misshapen, and many parts of his body began to twist, which meant he was enduring immense pain.

He was actually a person with a very tough backbone; usually, after suffering such an attack, most spirit bodies would have likely confessed.

Bullet comments had even begun to appear.

Yet Liu Zhizai was actually still able to grit his teeth, harboring the intention to resist.

Facing this power of Wen Xishu’s that broke the rules, Liu Zhizai actually managed to connect everything together at this moment.

Why did the perfectly fine Wen family suddenly go insane and attack others on the Heavenly Ladder Ranking inside the Slaughter Tower?

Why did Wen Zhaohua, as the most promising young person in the bunker who excelled in all three tower systems, suddenly destroy his own future?

And how did Wen Zhaohua manage to slaughter people wildly in the Desire Tower, a place where violence could not be used?

After that, the Wen family was almost wiped out, and Wen Zhaohua also went missing.

The only person from the Wen family who survived was actually a fool.

But soon, the fool was no longer a fool.

The fool even became the new number one of the Trick Tower.

In order to figure out what Wen Xishu had actually done, the Five Elders had actually issued orders and arranged for a large number of people from the bottom layer and criminals to go undercover.

This method of trying to monitor Wen Xishu ultimately had too high a cost and was soon stopped.

But now, Liu Zhizai seemed to finally understand: Wen Xishu possessed a power that twisted the rules and ignored them.

Or rather, Wen Xishu held a power capable of creating the highest priority rules!

Perhaps Wen Zhaohua’s power back then was the same!

Liu Zhizai exclaimed in wonder:

"How on earth did the Wen family obtain such a heaven-defying treasure? A sacrifice?"

"Was the abnormality of the Wen family back then a kind of... ritual?"

He did not answer Wen Xishu’s question and even countered with his own.

Wen Xishu sighed:

"You really are confused, Elder Liu."

"I have experienced the death of a spirit body; when he died, he turned into Qi, and this Qi blew over me like the wind... and then I would know his memories."

"Since you, Elder Liu, are unwilling to tell me the truth, I have no choice but to kill you."

Wen Xishu was not joking; he did not have much time left.

He had already spent several days in the Underworld to find the person worth bringing back.

If this person was not Liu Zhizai, he could not waste time; he had to hurry and find that person.

Wen Xishu approached step by step, and Liu Zhizai retreated step by step, but Wen Xishu’s speed was ultimately faster.

He soon arrived in front of Liu Zhizai, whose spirit body was already twisted.

A new round of hooligan-style beating, which had no aesthetics to speak of, began.

As his health points gradually hit the bottom, Liu Zhizai’s spirit body began to shatter, and some Qi had already begun to leak out.

There were no bullet comments.

It must be said that those who could be chosen by Mr. Jin as subordinates all had backbone.

Liu Zhizai snorted coldly:

"I fear your power... but don't even think about getting any news about Mr. Jin from me!"

"What Mr. Jin has done will be a merit for all eternity!"

Wen Xishu remained silent and just continued the beating.

Liu Zhizai’s health points soon reached the final few percent. His consciousness was finally about to give out.

A lot of Qi also began to leak out.

Facing Liu Zhizai’s final resistance, Wen Xishu still felt some inner struggle.

"Personal grudges are personal grudges... but I have now accepted that I am Wen Xishu."

"You made the bunker a mess, but correspondingly, you were also the pioneers of the past."

"Elder Liu, I do not want to obtain that final piece of information by killing you. Your good and evil deeds during your lifetime are already settled; you should have a decent afterlife."

Wen Xishu’s attacks took away a bit of maximum health each time; although it was like scraping sand, it was very steady.

Liu Zhizai, whose health was almost at the execution threshold, still did not want to answer Wen Xishu’s question, but deep down... he was afraid.

Under these words from Wen Xishu, his survival instinct was still awakened.

Especially in this moment of blurred consciousness, he finally fell into certain emotions.

[In this life of mine, following Mr. Jin was absolutely not a mistake!]

This was a sentence Liu Zhizai used to steady his inner self; this sentence had now turned into a bullet comment.

Wen Xishu had to admit that the Five Elders were indeed not simple.

Even at this point, the content of the bullet comments did not reveal anything.

However, the bullet comments kept appearing.

Although the content of these bullet comments was the same—all about following Mr. Jin without regret—the emotions within them changed, and the corresponding memories were also different.

If one only looked at the bullet comments, it seemed impossible to tell the difference; fortunately, Wen Xishu possessed Tang Rui’s Rune of Myriad Feelings.

He touched the bullet comment lightly and instantly entered a memory.

Slaughter Tower, eighty-fourth floor.

The heavily injured Liu Zhizai lay on the ground, on the verge of death.

Liu Zhizai had encountered a formidable enemy, an unimaginably formidable enemy.

Feng Nuoyiman stepped on Liu Zhizai’s head. Under the system of the Slaughter Tower, because there was no meeting of the Trick Tower and the Desire Tower, although they shared a language, there was no possibility of recruitment.

Feng Nuoyiman sighed with emotion:

"A very hard person to kill indeed. As a human, you are not bad; after all, it is not easy to be able to see me."

That time, Liu Zhizai thought he was surely going to die.

But soon, Feng Nuoyiman sensed a powerful aura.

That aura was actually very similar to his own.

He suddenly discovered that his own "scanning," which he took pride in, had fallen upon himself.

Ethereal voices came from all around.

"The first guardian of the Ark?"

"Your ability is really quite useful; all kinds of data and weaknesses appear instantly."

"Combined with your captain’s weakness path construction... it really is a headache."

Feng Nuoyiman was greatly shocked, because even the voice was the same as his own.

And Liu Zhizai was overjoyed; although he could not tell whose voice this was, he knew that anyone who could appear here at this time must be Mr. Jin.

This battle ended with Feng Nuoyiman being killed for the first time.

Mr. Jin defeated Feng Nuoyiman, but he also exposed one of his secrets.

"You... can turn into other people?"

Mr. Jin said:

"Shh! Keep it a secret. Since you know now, Liu Zhizai, I have two choices for you."

"You die here. Or, you remain my most loyal subordinate and become a part of me."

Liu Zhizai found it hard to imagine; one second Mr. Jin looked like Feng Nuoyiman...

The next second, he had actually turned into his own appearance.

"How miraculous, what kind of power is this?"

"This is power from the gods. Keep it a secret for me. The reason I saved you, on one hand, is that you encountered someone I dislike in the Slaughter Tower."

"That Feng Nuoyiman?"

"Yes, he represents the Ark, a doomsday choice different from my motherland. In the Slaughter Tower, I can at least cut off some of his opportunities. Perhaps in the future, he will encounter certain people because of this, leading to his schemes falling apart."

Liu Zhizai knew that the monsters in the Slaughter Tower would resurrect after death. But death would cause their "fortune" in the future to worsen.

"On the other hand, Zhizai, I need a confidant, and I think this confidant can be you."

Liu Zhizai knelt down:

"I swear to serve you to the death! I began practicing this many years ago!"

This memory made Wen Xishu secretly shocked.

On the Ark, he had heard the great name of Feng Nuoyiman; Feng Nuoyiman and the Captain were beings capable of imprisoning the demigod Sirius.

Of course, what he saw was—"Trickster Feng Nuoyiman." And what Liu Zhizai encountered was "Slaughter Feng Nuoyiman."

Wen Xishu truly found it hard to imagine that someone as strong as an Elder could actually be trampled underfoot by Slaughter Feng Nuoyiman.

Yet Mr. Jin was able to use the method of "using their own ways to treat them" to easily kill Feng Nuoyiman.

This was also the most critical piece of information in this memory.

"So it turns out that from this time on... Mr. Jin was already capable of turning into other people?"

If Mr. Jin could already turn into other people, then who could know whether Mr. Jin had ever left the "Facility"?

Slaughter Tower, ninetieth floor. Beside the campfire.

Liu Zhizai's ability had reached its limit at the eighty-something floor.

Going to the ninetieth floor was purely because of Mr. Jin.

"I am about to go into seclusion, I did something not long ago... Zhizai, as long as there is slaughter on the ninetieth floor, then from now on, even in the Bunker, you will possess a certain percentage of the attributes from the Slaughter Tower."

Mr. Jin's previous sentence was that, but the next sentence made Liu Zhizai break out in a cold sweat.

"Those not of my race will surely have different hearts."

Before Mr. Jin could finish speaking, Liu Zhizai immediately knelt down:

"Although I am not of your race, I have already changed my name from Liusheng Zhizai to Liu Zhizai... You need not doubt me, I am more loyal than Luo Feng!"

In this memory, Liu Zhizai was kneeling, able only to see Mr. Jin's back, unable to see Mr. Jin's expression.

Mr. Jin just smiled faintly:

"Don't be nervous, Zhizai, of course I believe in your loyalty. You will be of great use to me in the future, and I also believe that I can safely employ you and entrust you with important tasks."

"When I said those not of my race will surely have different hearts, I wasn't trying to reprimand you. It is just helplessness."

"I truly hope that those who climb to this level are all Longxia people. I truly hope... the Long Yin Project has enough good seedlings."

"But those walking at the very front are still William, Ma Xiu, you, and Luo Feng."

"Don't think that because I treat Luo Feng the best, I don't treat you well. I will bring each of you past the ninetieth floor."

Liu Zhizai said:

"Then what about Albert?"

Mr. Jin slowly shook his head:

"If only Albert were a Longxia person. Of course he doesn't need me to worry; he is different from all of you. He is a genius, a true genius."

"He is a child of the era whose talent even I must marvel at. It is a pity he is not of my race."

Liu Zhizai was puzzled:

"This sentence of yours... was it said to Albert? Those not of my race..."

Mr. Jin shook his head again:

"No, Albert is my friend. I lament that he is not of my race, not that I cannot trust him."

"It is just that the gods will not accept him. That project... forget it, the Bunker should have its own heroes."

"Zhizai, if one day I schemed against you, would you hate me after you die?"

Although Liu Zhizai did not understand, he still shook his head:

"I would not. My life was given by you, you have saved me more than once. There is an old saying in Longxia: a scholar dies for his confidant. I am willing to die for you!"

"To die for you, this is my honor!"

This memory had actually always puzzled Liu Zhizai.

Later, to prevent himself from being seen as "having a different heart" in Mr. Jin's eyes, Liu Zhizai always obeyed Mr. Jin's every command.

He also always longed to practice the saying "a scholar dies for his confidant."

It was just that he did not understand Mr. Jin's words—what project, what heroes?

But Wen Xishu vaguely understood.

"Mr. Jin was very helpless. He acted as if he taught without discrimination, but in essence, he hoped that William, Ma Xiu, Liu Zhizai... and even Albert, were 'his own people'."

"All of them... Longxia people!"

"But in the end, among the Longxia people he could 'carry' to the ninetieth floor, there was only Luo Feng."

"In his heart, he longed for a genius like Albert to be a Longxia person, but he also thought that the Bunker should have its own heroes, and this hero is Albert..."

"It really is contradictory."

"Mr. Jin actually already had a friendship with Principal Albert, but deep in his heart, he was still resisting that friendship... because his heart was not in the Bunker."

"He is the founder of the Bunker, the number one person in the Bunker. He also knew the Bunker was the correct answer, and he avoided the wrong answers and chose this correct answer..."

"But deep in his heart, he was still thinking of his own country, thinking of turning that wrong answer into the correct one. For this... he might be willing to destroy the Bunker?"

All of this was just speculation, but the idea deep in Mr. Jin's bones—that those not of his race must have different hearts—did indeed coincide with the theme of the Long Yin Project.

In Wei Ping'an's view, Jin Zhenyuan betrayed them.

But what if... Jin Zhenyuan did not betray them? He was just trying to give a project destined for failure the possibility of success.

(End of chapter)