Infinity: A Time Travel Korean Horror Film

Chapter 239 Hospice Care

"I will exchange all your remaining points for your life span, and try my best to help you seize a glimmer of hope!"

No wonder!

No wonder there were no products to buy this time, it turned out there were some waiting for him here!

Although Li Xiaojun had guessed that this would be the outcome, he still couldn't help feeling sad and frustrated when he heard it from someone else in person.

"Why me?" He finally asked the biggest question in his heart.

"Because your death is just in time!"

"Death...death???"

Li Xiaojun was immediately confused. Was he dead?

When? How did he die?

How come I don’t know it myself?

Queen Mother of the West said with a heavy face,

"Ordinary people are unwilling to face or acknowledge the death of their physical body, so their souls will deliberately ignore and forget this painful moment."

"Try to recall what happened before you were summoned in?"

Li Xiaojun thought carefully and remembered that he was watching "Parasyte: Gray Army" on his tablet computer that day. He remembered it very clearly. The tablet was very hot when the charging cable was plugged in, and he had to wipe it with a wet towel.

Then there was a flash of white light, and I traveled to the world of Korean dramas.

Wait, that white light seemed very dazzling, even a little hot, and my eyes hurt a little.

White light, burning, and pain!

Could it be, an explosion?!

hum!

Li Xiaojun suddenly remembered the pain of having his eyeball pierced by a tablet fragment. It was something he had never experienced before and was unbearable.

Yes, the tablet exploded, and the fragments pierced his eyeball and damaged his brain. Before the pain could be fully transmitted, he was already dead.

Frustrated!

Yes, Li Xiaojun is very depressed now, and everything comes back to him.

He was chosen by the Lord God precisely because of death. For a while, he still couldn't accept the word death.

Time is like water, flowing slowly.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but Li Xiaojun finally convinced himself to accept the fact of death.

Everyone dies since ancient times, and in the long time after death, he experienced different lives in the movie world, which is an opportunity that most people never have.

The measure of life is never its length, but the splendour of every day and every second, the amount of experiences in life, and the intensity of life's existence.

For this, his life was worth it.

"It seems that you have figured it out!"

The Queen Mother of the West was very surprised that Li Xiaojun recovered so quickly.

"Then let's talk about the real issues!"

"Please say."

"After Laojun said the three words 'Queen Mother of the West' in the plot world, the evil demon clone will find this place within 12 hours."

"One hour has passed, and there are 11 hours left, which is 22 hours."

"The speed of time in the plot world is different. The high-energy world is faster, and the low-energy world is slightly slower. But generally it is around 1:60."

"You must take action before the evil spirits discover this place. Leave one hour for this. That leaves 20 hours, which is only one and a half months in the plot world."

"It takes a huge amount of energy to re-manifest a new film and television world, and the dissipation of this energy will increase the risk of exposing the Kunlun Mirror."

"So, you can only choose from the three worlds that have channels opened, that is, the three worlds that have entry tickets."

"what's your plan?"

Said the Queen Mother of the West.

"Is this considered hospice care?" Li Xiaojun smiled bitterly.

"You can understand it that way!" Queen Mother of the West said helplessly.

Li Xiaojun thought for a moment,

"Then use it all in "Amazing Rumors"!"

What you can't give up after all is love. Even if it was only a moment of joy, it can still give you a lot of warmth at this time.

And, warmth is exactly what Li Xiaojun needs most at this moment.

"There are no missions in this plot world. Have a good rest!"

Whoosh!

In a flash, Li Xiaojun arrived at the City God Temple in Chongjin City.

Three years later, the wooden Seven-Star Sword worshipped by the Korean people suddenly emitted soft rays of light, washing over the bodies of everyone around it.

Many people who came to pray because of incurable diseases suddenly felt much better, and some people with minor illnesses were even cured directly.

"The gods have appeared!"

"Come and pay homage to the gods!"

"God bless my son..."

Crowds of people knelt down in front of the City God Temple one after another, praying for blessings.

Since the miraculous appearance three years ago, the City God Temple has become a famous tourist check-in spot and a business card of Chongjin City.

Shen Minghui might have just been very unlucky. Not only did he fail to be elected president, but he also lost his position as mayor of Shigetsu City.

Poor little Kyung Hyun-jeong, as the goddaughter of a fallen powerful man, naturally lost her backing. In the more than a year after Shin Myung-hui stepped down as mayor, she experienced all the sufferings of the world.

But she still gritted her teeth and stuck to her principles, because deep down she believed that the godly Oppa would come back, and all her persistence was meaningful.

That day, she happened to see a video of a miracle at the City God Temple on a short video feed, and tears immediately flowed uncontrollably.

Oh, oh, oh!

It is still the familiar gate of the City God Temple, but now the two sides have swapped positions.

Li Xiaojun stood here quietly, the willow branches above his head swaying gently, as if nothing had changed.

Jing Xianzhen recognized him at a glance, the man who had appeared many times in her deepest dreams.

Now he comes in his original body.

"Oppa!"

She ran over and threw herself into Li Xiaojun's arms, greedily sniffing the scent on his body, her tears flowing like a flood that could not be stopped.

In three years, she has grown into a big girl.

Three years carry so much unspeakable longing.

Now, when happiness really comes, she doesn't want to force it at all.

Cry as many tears as you want, there's no harm in letting go.

Li Xiaojun hugged the girl and gently patted her thin shoulders.

"Okay! I'm back now, right?"

...

As the saying goes, a little separation is better than a new marriage.

and so.

No sleep for one night.

A night of silence.

All night long.