Game Invasion: A new term for each level

He didn't know whether his second entry would be a blessing or a curse.

In short, after he reported it, the administration became even more vigilant, and even allowed him to occasionally participate in the interrogation of serious criminals.

The good news is that his salary has doubled, and his wife and children are well-off, but leaving the management bureau is a real struggle for him.

Furthermore, he was extremely reluctant to use the phrase "touching the soul," and the reason lies in the latter half of the sentence.

But be careful! Your soul is also very fragile and can easily be attacked from behind!

At first, Xu Lang didn't take it seriously, thinking that everyone's soul essence should be similar. He also often took on tasks from the interrogation department to earn more bonuses and commissions.

But once, Xu Lang touched a person's soul. Although that person's soul was also a small mass, it was supported by a layer of idealism.

He was curious and delved deeper, eventually learning the name of the organization: the Truth Seeking Society!

With perfect insight, divine judgment cleanses sins!

Break through illusions to seek truth, and heaven will descend!

That feeling of frantic pilgrimage instantly entered Xu Lang's mind.

A strange idea took root in his mind.

From then on, he never wanted to use the term "touching the soul" again.

It felt like a curse; the special term that others could almost dream of was trapped in him like a cage.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xu Qinglan asked, "Is there a problem?"

Xu Lang opened his mouth, but swallowed the words of refusal that were on the tip of his tongue.

After all, she had just given herself the right to go out.

It wouldn't be good to refuse at this point.

Xu Lang scratched his head and asked, "What do you want to know?"

"I want to know if he was lying about what he just said."

"But..." Xu Lang didn't finish his sentence.

Given his initial vocabulary abilities, there is almost no possibility that he is lying. Even if there is a possibility that he could be deceived, there are professional lie detectors monitoring him simultaneously.

There are almost no people who can fool both of them at the same time, so he didn't want to use [Touching the Soul] anymore.

"Actually, I can't tell whether he was lying just now. [Touching the Soul] can only see the essence of his soul."

Xu Lang also made it clear that I couldn't detect lies either.

"It's alright, just check and see if there's anything different about her than ordinary people, or if she has any secrets."

Xu Lang sighed and whispered, "Sigh~ Everyone has secrets, right?"

But he could only slowly get up and place his hand on Yang Hui's head.

Close your eyes and touch his forehead with your fingers.

Xu Lang's consciousness sank into a pitch-black space.

He called this place the channel of soul connection. His own soul would crawl along with his consciousness for a while, he didn't know how long, until he finally found a small flame the size of a fist.

This is based on Xu Lang's previous experience.

But after climbing for a while, something felt wrong; a golden spot of light suddenly appeared in front of us.

Xu Lang was puzzled. He went closer and saw that the golden light spots were gradually getting bigger.

Suddenly, everything became clear!

It was as if he had walked through a long, dark cave and emerged into a bright and clear world!

Golden light filled the dark space, carrying a sense of holiness and solemnity.

Xu Lang squinted and looked up; a golden sun hung in the sky.

Its edges are like the light of dawn or dusk, with a faint halo.

The further in you go, the more intensely white the color becomes.

This is?

Yang Hui's soul?

Xu Lang had seen the souls of at least several hundred people, and never had he seen anyone like this before.

Most of them were in a dark space, with a small, pitiful flame burning around them.

Xu Lang was unconsciously drawn in, like a moth drawn to a fire, rushing towards it without a second thought.

Only when he got closer could he see that it wasn't the sun.

It was a human-shaped silhouette. He sat cross-legged, and his facial features resembled Yang Hui himself, but his body emitted a blazing white light that was almost transparent.

He seemed to have transformed into a furnace of heaven and earth!

It made Xu Lang, who was getting close, feel a burning sensation and his heart tremble!

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Xu Qinglan noticed that Xu Lang's breathing was gradually quickening and beads of sweat were appearing on his face.

She frowned, sensing that something was amiss.

At the same time, the eyelids of the person whose features resembled Yang Hui's soul lifted slightly, filled with light. Although the eyes were not visible, one could sense that the person glanced at him very faintly.

The next instant!

A thunderous sound suddenly rang in Xu Lang's ears.

He only saw a reddish-white light appear, and he immediately felt something was wrong!

But it was too late for him to turn back on his own!

Xu Lang's body began to twitch slightly, and he breathed rapidly through his mouth.

Xu Qinglan stepped forward and kicked him hard against the wall.

Suddenly, the two lost their spiritual connection.

Xu Lang lay on the ground, panting, feeling as if he had survived a disaster.

He thanked him, saying, "Thank you. If you had been a second slower, I might be dead."

Xu Qinglan looked down at him and asked, "What did you see?"

"I saw the warmth of his soul, as dazzling as the sun; he was no ordinary person!"

Xu Lang's gaze was somewhat vacant: "He only glanced at me, and a third of my soul was forever missing."

"Manager Xu? Who exactly is he? A reincarnated immortal?"

Xu Qinglan shook her head and looked at Xu Lang on the ground, saying, "Don't spread today's events around. Also, what kind of compensation do you need? Items to repair your soul?"

"Don't joke around. How could there be any soul-repairing items in Beicheng? It's all my own fault. The 'Touching the Soul' skill is indeed a curse. I just hope I won't have to activate it again in the future."

Xu Lang got up, dusted himself off, his lips were dry, and his face was pale. After his soul was lost, he had lost at least a third of his lifespan.

In that instant, his soul vaporized like a drop of water encountering high temperature.

From then on, frequent illnesses, memory loss, and decreased attention were considered minor issues.

He has no regrets; it was his honor to witness the miracle!

That's actually what Xu Lang was thinking.

Xu Qinglan nodded: "Tell me when you want to go out, and I'll arrange someone for you."

Xu Lang thanked her and walked out the door, his back slightly hunched. He glanced back at Yang Hui one last time, his legs also limping a bit—he had just been kicked so hard by her that he had cramped up.

She sat back down opposite Yang Hui and removed the lie detector clips from his fingers one by one.

Xu Qinglan stared at Yang Hui's hand, seemingly lost in thought.

His hands were large, with thick, well-defined knuckles. His skin wasn't dark, and perhaps because he had been soaked in a bone-strengthening and wind-tempering liquid, there were no hard calluses on his hands.

She pressed her face against the table again, getting closer to observe Yang Hui's facial features.

"He really looks like Yang Ning."

Logically, the entry evaluation should have been completed, and she could have left.

She can fill in the entries for "Certificate of Champion" and "Finger Gun" in the information.

She then left directly, and the two had absolutely no connection from then on. If she wanted to, she would never see him again in her entire life.

But because he was Yang Ning's younger brother, Xu Qinglan took it to heart.

She wanted to help Yang Hui improve his strength; she was probably the only one in the entire Administration Bureau who favored Yang Hui.

But the premise is that Yang Hui has to tell the truth.

You can't deceive her with terms like "finger gun".