Rules Strange Talk: They Say I Have Multiple Personalities

If Bi Yi were healthy, this simple life wouldn't be bad.

But his condition is getting worse, and we definitely can't maintain this state.

As time goes on, anything could happen.

The White Crow that appeared in the last competition was a dangerous warning.

He needs treatment as soon as possible.

But now that we have the medicine, we can't afford it. We can only use other methods to replenish his energy and keep his mind as stable as possible.

Thinking this, Xia Xinmei felt a little guilty.

If she had acted sooner when they set out…

But there's no use thinking about that now. Xia Xinmei immediately discarded this meaningless speculation and calmly considered each step to take next. Time is running out.

She walked expressionlessly towards the contestants, "You have one minute to prepare. Gather in the training room on the fifth floor in one minute."

Zhuang Xueqing exclaimed, "Fifth floor? Isn't it the second floor?"

Xia Xinmei: "Changed to the fifth floor. We're increasing the difficulty."

"…"

The others shuddered, both terrified and expectant.

They quickly ran back to their rooms to change into training clothes.

Bi Yi also stood up, "Auntie, do I need to buy medicine? They said they're waiting for your instructions."

"How many achievement points do you have?"

"231.2 million."

"Two hundred million… almost enough to buy a high-level potion. I'll transfer you 70 million achievement points. Buy a high-level mental potion."

As Xia Xinmei spoke, she tried out the new backpack upgrade feature: sending gift packs. She put 70 million achievement points into the gift pack, selected a teammate, and sent it.

A message notification popped up in Bi Yi's backpack.

"Received!"

He clicked on the message to receive the gift pack.

The achievement points arrived.

He immediately spent 300 million achievement points to buy a high-level mental potion.

The potion was blue-green in color and very clear.

Bi Yi picked it up and looked at Xia Xinmei, "Should I drink it now?"

Xia Xinmei nodded, "Drink it. After drinking it, go back to your room to rest. Sleeping helps with absorption."

Bi Yi downed the potion in one gulp, licking his lips after drinking it.

"Delicious, cool and refreshing, a little sweet."

An evolutionist who didn't want to be noticed thought silently: It costs 300 million achievement points, it can't be bitter.

Bi Yi yawned, "Sleepy, Auntie, I'm going to sleep."

"Go ahead."

Xia Xinmei glanced at Xiong Ying, "Help him. This medicine is strong. He'll get sleepy after drinking it."

Xiong Ying immediately supported Bi Yi's arm and helped him back to his room.

Dogzi followed closely behind.

Bi Yi slept for a whole week.

The wails and howls in the base every day didn't wake him up.

The energy he had squandered before had re-condensed.

He saw that barren mental sea again.

In that endless view of backs, several turned around again.

This time, they no longer just watched him quietly like before.

They all reached out to him, as if inviting him.

He took a step forward blankly, but didn't know who to go to.

Just then, a few starlight-like glows floated towards these turned figures. They were blue-green, very few, like fireflies that had lost their way and were separated from their companions. Only a few glows were wandering around.

Then, these few spots of light landed on two adjacent figures.

The figure in the white robe, filled with compassion and peaceful aura, spoke gently.

"My name is Yun Yi, the last god of the Dharma Ending Age."

As his voice fell.

A picture appeared before Bi Yi of a god standing high, looking down on the world with sorrow.

But this picture was very strange, because the believers below the god looked ferocious and twisted, holding various weapons and various pieces of bloody raw meat.

Before Bi Yi could figure it out, the picture disappeared.

The figure in the dark red robe, with scarlet eyes and full of evil, spoke calmly.

"My name is Xiu Cheng, a world-renowned Demon Lord."

Another picture appeared. In this picture, the Demon Lord sat high and looked down on all beings.

But all the people below the Demon Lord were kneeling on the ground, some kowtowing, some with their hands clasped together and their eyes pious.

Seeing such a scene, Bi Yi became even more confused.

Why did they show such faces in front of the god, but this attitude in front of the Demon Lord?

Those few blue-green glows had been exhausted.

Bi Yi looked blankly at the other figures, no longer seeing new pictures.

…

At this time, in Bi Yi's room.

Fang Ren walked into the bedroom with a potion worth 300 million contribution points.

"Woof?" Dogzi tilted its head and barked at him.

What are you here for?

Fang Ren held up the medicine in his hand to show it, "Bringing something for your master."

Dogzi twitched its nose, walked out of its small house, and stared at Bi Yi's bed.

Xia Xinmei's figure suddenly appeared at the door.

"What are you doing?"

Fang Ren turned to look, "I was just about to call you. This is a high-level mental potion. I think it seems to be helping Bi Yi, so I asked the authorities to raise funds to buy one. Do you think he should drink it now?"

"Fundraising?"

"Yes, official personnel and the public voluntarily donated to the support team. A little from each person added up. Because you said that Bi Yi's mental condition can't be treated with ordinary medicine, and his combat power will be stronger when his mind is stable. This mental instability limits his performance, so everyone hopes he can get better."

Hearing this, Xia Xinmei walked to the bed, took the potion and checked it.

She also checked Bi Yi's mental condition. The previous potion had been completely absorbed, and the effect was minimal.

She immediately used a syringe to inject the new potion into Bi Yi.

The potion was first absorbed, and the energy was automatically extracted and then began to treat him.

…

In the gray mental sea, a few more starlight-like blue-green glows floated over, and these glows landed on two more figures.

The figure in the gorgeous clothes, with a shallow smile on his lips and elegant manners, spoke gently.

"My name is Gongzi, and I am the complete hope for a barren land to escape hardship."

A new picture appeared. This picture was very strange. The Gongzi in the picture, like the previous two, was standing high. He was noble, elegant, gorgeously dressed, and gently smiling.

But the people below him were ragged, and their whole bodies were dirty and messy, but their hands were very clean. They held up their clean hands, as if they were holding up the Gongzi above, as if they wanted to spare no effort to send him to a high place, but it looked like they were trying to pull him down.

Looking at this picture, Bi Yi felt even more uncomfortable than the previous two pictures.

The picture disappeared.

The figure in the simplest clothes, with a very violent aura, said in a calm tone:

"My name is Long Da, a monster admired by thousands."

A picture appeared.

This picture was even more bizarre than the previous ones.

Because the one at the high place didn't look like a human. He had human characteristics, but also had beast scales and claws. He leaned back on a high mountain piled up with countless jewels.

Almost all the people at the foot of the mountain carried treasures, throwing them on the mountain, putting them on the ground, and scattering them in the sky. They also tied some young children with red silk and held them in the air, as if they were offering sacrifices.