Infinite Flow: Becoming a God in a Nightmare Game

Jiang Qi walked around the dormitory again and found nothing unusual. Zhou Qian's relationship with her roommates should be just average, so playing the role of Zhou Qian would be easy.

Who sent her the videos and photos saved in the album?

Since the culprit couldn't be found on regular chat software, we can only check other software for related information.

Jiang Qi turned on his phone again. Zhou Qian's boyfriend had sent her a message, inviting her to the lakeside that evening. He had bought a gift for Zhou Qian to express his apology.

A crucial event has arrived uninvited; it seems Zhou Qian doesn't want her to have an easy time in this illusion either.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night. Jiang Qi searched through almost all the apps on his phone but couldn't find any videos or photos.

Jiang Qi stroked his chin thoughtfully, realizing that the instigator probably wanted them to break up.

The illusion was created by the female ghost, so everything within it operates according to her own will.

Since no clues have been found about the perpetrator, does the female ghost herself not even know who sent her the videos and photos?

How can we break free from this illusion? Should we seek revenge or escape the point of death?

Zhou Qian should thank the person who provided her with the photos and videos, otherwise she wouldn't have known that her boyfriend was this kind of person.

So the revenge happened to the boyfriend. Having escaped the brink of death, all that can be done is wait and see what happens tonight.

Before he knew it, his roommates had all returned, and occasionally one or two would tease him about why he wasn't with his boyfriend.

Jiang Qi simply smiled and explained that he wasn't feeling well, so he stayed in his dorm room.

As if he were truly unwell, Jiang Qi lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and sorted through the clues while waiting for night to fall.

Evening, by the lake—this is hardly a suitable time or place to give a gift.

Jiang Qi still needs to find a suitable weapon; it's always safer to carry it with him.

I wonder if I'll be able to get my powerful weapon from my previous life in this one. It's such a waste of all my hard work.

As night fell, Jiang Qi said goodbye to his roommate and left.

With a fountain pen tucked in his pocket, Jiang Qi's fingers gently caressed the pen. Although he couldn't find any other sharp weapons, a fountain pen could still kill.

Jiang Qi hummed a tune lightly, as if he were really going to a wonderful date.

At eight o'clock that night, Jiang Qi arrived at the pavilion by the lake. The pillars of the pavilion were engraved with the students' childish love vows or confessions, full of the youthful atmosphere of the campus.

About ten minutes later, the boy finally arrived. He had a coat draped over his arm and came over to put it on Jiang Qi, saying gently, "Qianqian, it's cold at night, don't catch a cold."

Jiang Qi pretended to be shy and lowered her head, silently humming in agreement. Then the boy mysteriously pulled out a small box from behind his back. "Qianqian, please close your eyes. You'll see the gift when you open them."

Jiang Qi glanced at him expectantly and then closed her eyes. The boy pounced on Jiang Qi with resentment, tightly gripping her neck with both hands. Then he used one hand to take out a gift, which was an exquisite hairpin.

"You filthy bitch, you don't deserve a gift! You're just guilty for cheating on me!"

After saying that, she inserted the hairpin.

You see, some men who cheat will still blame others and never think that they did anything wrong.

Jiang Qi picked up the pen he had been tightly gripping and forcefully stabbed it straight into the boy's eye.

The boy didn't expect the frail girl in front of him to fight back. He covered his eyes and rolled on the ground screaming in pain.

The pen, stained with the boy's blood, slowly flowed onto Jiang Qi's pale hand.

Jiang Qi touched his neck, not caring that there was blood on it, and then stepped on the boy's neck, intending to crush it hard.

Several boys emerged from the darkness, including one with a very muscular build.

Oh no, it's already very difficult for a girl to fight against one boy, let alone so many boys.

Jiang Qi had no choice but to abandon his idea of ​​taking revenge on the boy and turned to run away.

However, it was as if there was an invisible wall around him, and Jiang Qi could not escape the lake.

The situation has become difficult; is death truly inevitable?

Jiang Qi didn't believe there was no way to break the deadlock. Even if he could keep dodging their attacks, he would eventually be outnumbered.

Jiang Qi was gradually surrounded by them. Zhou Qian's cheap boyfriend was actually able to stand up, but he was unsteady.

He looked at "Zhou Qian" with a mocking expression.

"Qianqian, don't even think about running away. You can't escape. I didn't expect you to be so stupid. You actually dared to gouge out my eyes. Don't worry, you can just die here in peace today. I'll take care of the aftermath."

Jiang Qi felt his consciousness gradually being pulled away, and the figures of the boys in front of him gradually blurred.

He transformed into a spirit and acted as an observer, finally seeing clearly what they had done to Zhou Qian.

The boys ravaged her body, torturing Zhou Qian for two hours.

Zhou Qian's screams and cries of pain never stopped throughout the process. After the boys finished, Zhou Qian's body was covered in bruises.

The boy picked up a stone from the grass and smashed it hard against Zhou Qian's head. It seemed that one blow wasn't enough, so he hit her several more times. Zhou Qian's voice gradually weakened.

The boy ordered them to throw Zhou Qian into the lake and then left in a hurry.

There was another figure beside him, it was Zhou Qian, she was still wearing her school uniform and had no injuries.

Zhou Qian silently looked at Jiang Qi, but Jiang Qi ignored her gaze, and neither of them spoke.

Zhou Qian broke the silence first, "Jiang Qi, thank you."

Jiang Qi gave her a strange look. "Zhou Qian, my final counterattack wasn't for you. I sympathize with what you suffered, but that ends with you in your previous life."

Zhou Qian's voice was almost seductive, "It's okay, that's enough. Do you want to hear a story?"

Jiang Qi remained unmoved. "I'm not interested. Haven't you already told me everything? Zhou Qian, stop pretending."

Zhou Qian's face contorted for a moment, then she quickly composed herself, trying to persuade Jiang Qi further, "You really don't want to?"

Jiang Qi's patience ran out, and he kicked Zhou Qian to the ground.

Zhou Qian could no longer keep up the act and gradually transformed into the appearance of a female ghost, her whole body emitting a foul stench, and her hair flying everywhere.

Jiang Qi closed his eyes and didn't flinch. When Zhou Qian appeared, he realized he could touch a physical object.

Fortunately, Zhou Qian didn't change his clothes back into his old ones. He continued to reach into his pocket and found the lighter.

Jiang Qi waited for his opportunity. Just as his hair was about to cover his entire body, he turned on the lighter, and the flame set his hair ablaze.

Zhou Qian screamed as she pulled her hair back and then reached out and aimed directly at Jiang Qi's face.

Jiang Qi finally made his move, turning sideways and rushing straight into the lake.

Zhou Qian's movements faltered, and then her hair, like a tidal wave, rushed towards Jiang Qi at an even faster speed.

As soon as Jiang Qi entered the lake, he swam straight to the bottom, ignoring the hair that was chasing him closely behind.

Finally, Jiang Qi found Zhou Qian's body, which had sunk to the bottom of the lake, and plunged the hairpin that the boy had given Zhou Qian as a gift straight into the body's heart.

The female ghost Zhou Qian's voice came, "No!!" Her voice was venomous and piercing.

The illusion around him gradually collapsed, and the female ghost Zhou Qian disappeared. Jiang Qi returned to the lake in reality.