It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

Xiao Huai's pupils shrank slightly, and just as he was about to respond, the whole world collapsed in front of him into a dazzling light.

The light swallowed up everything. He had no time to hold Li Qinghe's hand back. The scene before him quickly disintegrated like a dream.

When they returned to the psychiatrist's office, Lu Qian rubbed his eyes and said puzzledly, "What you said to him just now was like a walkie-talkie dropped into water. It was blurry and I couldn't hear it clearly at all."

Xiao Huai lowered his head, his eyes falling on the gray stone in his palm. His fingertips gently stroked the stone, and the fluctuation of divine power was clear and subtle.

However, this divine power quickly hid and disappeared, as if it did not want to be discovered.

The presence of the stone flakes reminded Xiao Huai that what he had just heard was not an illusion.

He turned around and his eyes fell on the picture of the psychiatrist on the wall again.

However, the photo has now become charred as if it had been engulfed by flames, as if it had never existed.

Lu Qian wanted to say something else, but he suddenly frowned. What did he see?

Lu Qian quickly walked to the corner. What he saw was a black notebook covered with thick dust. He picked it up and opened the first page. In an instant, his pupils dilated slightly.

Those were not ordinary notes, but ones they had seen at the time.

The notebook in Li Qinghe's hand.

"Xiao Huai, look at this..." Lu Qian's voice was a little nervous. He handed over the notebook. Xiao Huai took it and looked through it carefully.

The words "Rule Book" were neatly written on the first page.

At the end of that page, Li Qinghe's name was still written, as if saying that the book belonged to him.

The handwriting is beautiful and elegant, with a faint bookish atmosphere.

Xiao Huai's eyes sank slightly. He remembered the prompt he saw before entering the game. Perhaps the rule book he found underground before, including the ones in the hands of those players, might all be fake.

This is the only true copy.

He continued to flip through the pages, and the rules were listed one by one in the notebook. That was the operating framework of the entire world.

Every word is like a thread weaving the world, and the weaver of these threads is Li Qinghe.

This is the foreshadowing left by Li Qinghe.

He is the founder of the rating elf system. In a sense, he is the ruler of the world, everyone's nightmare, and everyone's enemy and object of hatred.

Xiao Huai stared at the notebook in his hand, Li Qinghe's words echoing in his mind.

He was silent for a moment, and whispered to himself, "If Li Qinghe hadn't rewritten these rules, this world would still be called 'Death Rating', and it would still be a world of twelve levels of difficulty."

He remembered clearly that Li Qinghe once told him that the world would not become more chaotic because he was here.

Perhaps their finding of the notebook was not accidental, but inevitable.

This may be a clue that Li Qinghe left intentionally.

He turned to look at Lu Qian and asked softly, "Do you think it's possible for us to edit the rules in this book as well? Or even tamper with everything like Li Qinghe did?"

Lu Qian frowned slightly, his gaze lingering on the notebook for a moment, then he said in a deep voice, "It's not impossible. Li Qinghe's ability may be deeply related to this notebook. Since he can do it, perhaps we have a chance too."

Xiao Huai's eyes fell on a familiar rule.

Don't stare at your own shadow at night for more than three seconds. After the third second, it will no longer belong to you.

A bold idea came into his mind.

Let’s experiment with this rule.

Xiao Huai rewrote the rules in the notebook without hesitation, and the pen in his hand slid across the paper.

The rules were changed to: [After three seconds, Xu Xiaoyu will appear. If you can give her an umbrella, she will not kill you; if not, then you will die.]

He closed his notebook, turned to look at Lu Qian, and said calmly, "Try it."

Lu Qian frowned. Although he was worried, he was still ready to fight at any time.

He knew that Xiao Huai's boldness was always measured.

The two stood in the light and shadow, and Xiao Huai stared at the shadow under his feet.

He could clearly see that the shadow was covered with countless wronged souls, like ghosts emerging from the abyss.

Xiao Huai counted silently in his heart.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds...

The third second! Lu Qian's heart suddenly tightened, as if something horrific was about to happen.

Suddenly, a vague figure emerged in the air, and a woman walked out slowly, staring at Xiao Huai quietly.

Her voice was cold and indifferent: "You stared at your own shadow for three seconds. It seems that you are trying to steal my business."

There was a faint smile on Xiao Huai's face, like a breeze blowing across the water. The smile was natural, without any trace of deliberateness.

A smile gently appeared at the corner of his lips, his clear eyes were half closed, and the brilliance in his eyes was like a painting that you couldn't look away from.

"I'm not here to steal your business, I'm here to give you an umbrella." His voice was low and clear, and the natural temperament that he exuded made Xu Xiaoyu stunned for a moment, and she unconsciously put away her coldness.

Xiao Huai handed the umbrella he had bought earlier to Xu Xiaoyu and said, "I wish you a prosperous business."

Xu Xiaoyu was slightly startled, then took the umbrella and smiled slightly, with a strange elegance in her smile: "Thank you."

After saying that, Xu Xiaoyu took the umbrella and left.

All of this represents one thing.

Xiao Huai's experiment was successful.

He stood in front of the window, looking at the dark night sky, but his thoughts remained on the gray stone.

Li Qinghe's voice still echoed in my ears. The principle of cause and effect is not a simple word.

He was not a person who believed in fate, but this piece of stone and Li Qinghe's last words made him realize that this might be an inevitable fate.

He needs to continue what Li Qinghe failed to complete.

But where does this road lead to? No one knows.

But he wanted to go and take a look. He knew that at that moment, the moment he held the stone tightly, Xiao Huai felt the throbbing deep in his soul, as if he had been looking for these things for a long time.

……

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·A company office building·

Every worker in the office building had a tired look on their face and dull eyes.

A hint of lifeless color was visible on his pale face, and the dark circles under his eyes were so deep that it seemed as if sleep had never visited them.

Everyone looked down at the computer screen, their backs slightly bent, their fingers tapping mechanically on the keyboard, unable to find a way out of the endless work cycle.

The coffee cup was empty, and the plant in the corner looked withered and yellow from lack of sunlight and care.

Occasionally someone would stand up and stagger to get a glass of water, their steps slow and heavy, as if every step was consuming their remaining strength.

At this moment, the boss suddenly opened the office door and said, "There is a project here. Who of you can go and connect with it?"

Someone coughed lightly, and the others just looked up wearily.

But when they saw the name of the project, their eyes widened slightly.