Who is “it”?

Who is he?

Even though you know that the emergence of these origins will disrupt the balance of the game, why are they still set?

And after all, how should the origin be obtained by players?

Cultivation? Understand? Forced? Or... imperial decree?

Li Yeshi sat alone on the bench outside the game room, thinking about all the things that happened last night and every word the weird man in white said.

He didn't understand what the game actually existed for?

The meaning of the Guardian, the advancement of the main line, the expansion of the world map, and various communication barriers that seem to be deliberately set to block the communication of players.

These things have made the game covered in a lot of fog, making it impossible to see through the meaning it wants to express.

Li Yeshi also understood that the more the progress of the game progressed, the more the misty fog would gradually be dispelled.

But despite this, that cannot explain the existence meaning of these abilities called ‘original’.

So the problem returned to the origin again.

Li Yeshi's thinking gradually became disordered in these complex and unsolvable thoughts, and his brain turned into a pool of paste.

"Mr. Li Yeshi?"

A familiar voice sounded in his ears, a graceful female voice.

Moonlight Girl?

No, no. He quickly denied himself and looked around.

It was the female interviewer at the interview that day.

"Ah, hello, it's been a long time since we met." Li Yeshi squeezed out a smile and greeted him.

The female interviewer also smiled and nodded slightly.

"Mr. Li, now the A-round test is over. We will hold a meeting on information collection and analysis in the conference room and all players participating in the internal test. Please be sure to be present."

All players who are in the internal test?

Li Yeshi chewed the meaning of this sentence.

That means, the moonlight girl will go there too?

"Okay, I will definitely be there." Li Yeshi replied excitedly, and he suddenly felt that his life was full of color again.

The interviewer nodded slightly and walked away. The eight-centimeter high heels made a sound of tapping on the corridor.

Li Yeshi got up and walked towards the road leading to the conference room.

...

"Hu, Hu—"

The rapid breathing echoed in this dark and gloomy alley.

A believer in a church robe is running desperately.

No, it is more like running than running.

But what is strange is that there is no one or something behind him chasing him.

What exactly is he escaping?

"Ha ha."

Finally, he stopped and stood up by the wall with one hand and gasped violently.

"It's probably... I'll get rid of it." He murmured to himself, looking around, no one was seen.

Finally, he felt a little safe and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who have you got rid of?"

Just as he relaxed his vigilance, a sudden sound pierced from above like a sharp arrow, almost piercing his already weak nerves.

He slowly looked up and saw a noble figure floating in the air.

It was a woman who looked so perfect, as if all the elegance, grace, beauty and fantasy of the whole world were concentrated on her.

But despite this, her image in this man's mind is no different from that of the god of death.

Or, it is even more so than death.

"Teach...Pope, I'm wrong. I'm wrong. Shouldn't I say bad things about you behind my back and let me go!"

Seeing that he was already doomed, the believer immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy like an oil drilling well.

"Speak bad things from behind me?" Jin Yu chuckled and looked at the creature under her feet with disdain, "Do you think I will get angry because of such a superficial thing?"

"But the young man, the young man made up a story in the audience yesterday to brag. That's all, Lord Pope, I've just entered the church for a week, and I can't have done anything before." The man became more and more panicked. He didn't understand how a joke he made up casually would be chased by the pope to such an extent.

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"What...what?" The man stood there in a daze, unable to believe what he had heard.

The joke he made up turned out to be a real event?

The former Pope was actually murdered by the present Pope Jinyu?!

"Master Pope, you know what you really don't know! My oath to God, those stories that I'm just about to make up for a moment!"

The tone of the believer, which was originally just begging, has now changed into a wailing deep in his soul. It can be seen that the believer's survival is really strong.

"Yes, I just knew it, you didn't know anything." Jin Yu said in a very pity.

"So... sir, you are willing..." Hearing a subtle change in Jin Yu's tone, the believer suddenly became excited.

"But now you know everything." Jin Yu interrupted the hope of the believer with a wicked smile, and his eyes became as sharp as an eagle again.

"No..." The fearful believer tried to get up and run away, but in panic, he soon became weaker and collapsed on the ground.

"Ah, by the way, I heard that you described the former Pope's body very vividly? What's like being crushed by a wooden stake? " Jin Yu slowly landed in front of the believer, his eyes full of pity.

"No……"

"Since that's the case, I'll let you see what it means to be 'being pressed by a wooden stake'." Jin Yu's mouth flashed a little, and she seemed to enjoy the moment.

"Ah no, you're dead, so I'm sorry if you can't see this scene."

As soon as this sentence comes out, the church's expression becomes solidified and desperate, which is probably the way to accept fate.

Jinyu smiled and punched the stone slabs hard without warning.

Accompanied by a loud bang and a splash of stones, the powerful shock wave instantly knocked the believer's body on the ground and flew up.

As the church's body rose, Jin Yu punched again and stamped it on the church's chest.

"Boom!" Under this powerful and heavy blow, the church's body was completely smashed into the walls of the dark alley, like a brick embedded in the earthen wall.

Because Jin Yu's fist power was too amazing, the corpse of the believer was beyond recognition, and even the human form could not be seen at all.

"I'm so sorry... I don't seem to be crushed by a wooden stake now." Jin Yu smiled embarrassedly, "If you insist on saying anything, just treat it as being stepped on by an elephant."

Jinyu flew away from the dark alley with a big laugh.

She doesn't need to deal with the case.
Chapter completed!