A Game for Everyone: God-Level Talent is Achieved Through Rolling In.

Lan Xiangyuan had unintentionally received fragments of Nie Wan's memories, which occasionally made her feel disoriented and unable to distinguish who she really was.

But she quickly adapted to the existence of these fragments and arranged them separately, summarizing Nie Wan's experiences in a simple way.

Moreover, I witnessed part of the experience firsthand, every single second.

Nie Wan suffered terribly at Ye Rutan's hands; she knew that, and she had been watching the whole time.

But from Nie Wan's perspective, she couldn't feel the pain; she could only see the sharp knife waving in front of her and Ye Rutan's figure sometimes becoming one and sometimes splitting into two.

Now, in Tianxi Changyi's slightly bloodshot eyes, the pile of fragmented things reflected there didn't even look like a ghost, let alone a person.

The entire body was split in two, the skin was peeled off, the eye sockets were empty, and every joint was exposed. From the wrist to the fingertip, the meridians wrapped around the bones and gradually buried themselves into the flesh, where fragments of fingernails were wedged.

The fingertip was the least injured, where only a layer of skin was peeled off, but there were deep, thread-like cuts.

Nie Wan also saw the reflection. After thinking for a moment, she said, "They are not psychopaths, nor are they deliberately torturing me. They just want to study how I, in my soul state, reassemble myself into a body."

"You even spoke up for them!" Lan Xiangyuan snapped and turned around.

“The truth is the truth,” Nie Wan said. “I did something similar recently. If I can’t get an answer without doing it this way, then I have no choice but to endure the disgust and do it.”

Upon hearing this, Lan Xiangyuan remained silent for a moment before carefully saying, "Let's really take a break... otherwise I might go crazy."

Nie Wan said, "Okay, but this is indeed the norm in this game. Get used to it as soon as possible."

“I know, I had a feeling about it ever since I learned the truth,” Lan Xiangyuan said. “This game turns normal people into madmen, madmen into perverts, and perverts into ghosts… By the way, didn’t you just tell me that something like this happened in the Oren District?”

Nie Wan nodded slowly and said, "It's even bloodier than this."

Lan Xiangyuan smirked: "Does it have to be even bloodier? Are the people at that service area even human?"

"Who knows?" Nie Wan said calmly. "Maybe from the moment we entered the game, we couldn't even be considered human anymore."

Lan Xiangyuan chuckled: "Hard to say. Maybe we weren't even considered human before we entered the game."

After saying that, she lashed out with her whip, shattering the eyes of Tianxi Changyi, who was frozen in the center of the image.

But soon, the new scene in the fragments was still similar; in his bloodshot eyes, Nie Wan's miserable state was still reflected.

Lan Xiangyuan was furious, lashing the screen again and again, shattering the image frame by frame. Finally, Tianxi Changyi stopped getting so close, and her eyes no longer seemed like a mirror, reflecting the things Lan Xiangyuan didn't want to see but had actually happened.

Lan Xiangyuan let out a breath and silently apologized to Tian Xi Changyi in her heart.

She didn't mean to hit him; she just couldn't control herself.

If the two Ye Rutans were born bound together by their physical bodies, then she and Nie Wan were perhaps coincidentally separated and stitched together by fate over the endless years.

Nie Wan may have become numb and no longer feel pain, but Lan Xiangyuan will feel the pain for her.

She wanted to fast-forward through this part, but this was the palace of memories; once inside, one could only confront oneself.

As Lan Xiangyuan lashed her again and again, Tianxi Changyi began to speak, and every word reached the ears of Lan Xiangyuan and Nie Wan.

"You are You Yuehan." His tone changed from hesitant to certain. "Everyone said you were betrayed and assassinated by your own brother, but it turns out you also died at her hands."

The word "also" was very meaningful, but Nie Wan couldn't answer it at that time.

She was completely out of her mind; her last vestiges of consciousness were intermittent, only able to receive messages but unable to send them out.

Tianxi Changyi also noticed this, and the ruby ​​on her left ear flashed. A drop of crystal blood fell onto Nie Wan's shattered body.

The moment the blood droplet fell, Nie Wan could see its properties.

The Soul-Returning Blood Bead provides a significant boost to ghost-like creatures, allowing players to enter a state of immortality for an extended period.

But immortality is ultimately just a state.

Compared to Nie Wan's current state of being completely entangled, her immortality was a drop in the ocean and had no effect whatsoever.

Tianxi Changyi's eyes flickered slightly, and his face magnified in the entire space, so much so that the trembling of every single eyelash could be clearly seen.

Lan Xiangyuan whipped him to pieces and said to Nie Wan, "He used to feel sorry for you. What did you do to him to make him have such a cold face?"

Nie Wan said, "Maybe it's because I hurt his good brother."

"Liuguang? Is he that fragile? Look what you've done to him!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she glanced back at Nie Wan's weak appearance and sighed, "Never mind, tell me when you have time... Maybe you don't even need to tell me, I'll see it soon enough."

Like a ox being driven and pulled, she whipped at the fragmented and reborn memories, saying to Nie Wan, "You know what, it's actually kind of fun, it feels like whipping Tianxi Changyi himself."

Nie Wan said, "I also felt pretty good, it's a pity I couldn't slap him myself."

"That scene is a bit unbearable to watch. Tianxi Changyi is probably not the kind of person who would be willing to call you master."

Lan Xiangyuan made a slightly suggestive joke, and Nie Wan smiled in return, but this smile immediately dampened Lan Xiangyuan's spirits.

She released her grip on the Wheel of Fortune, letting it move on its own and return to Nie Wan's side, taking her hand in hers.

Nie Wan didn't quite understand. She looked at Lan Xiangyuan holding her hand and heard Lan Xiangyuan sigh and say, "Although you won't admit it, you are really a soft-hearted person. Even in this situation, you still thought of giving me face and laughed at my dirty joke. You are really... very gentle... But being too gentle to others is being cruel to yourself. Nie Wan, in this respect, you are not as good as me."

Nie Wan thought about it carefully and nodded: "That's also possible."

"Do you know how I feel right now?" Lan Xiangyuan laughed this time. "I feel like I'm peeling back the layers of your heart, like peeling an onion. Although there are times when I want to cry, it's all worth it because it proves that you are a rich and juicy onion, and that my choice was the right one."