654: 10.49 Five More

10.49 Five More

[666: Host, do you really want 666 to answer that?] The system's tone was very emotionless, yet for some reason, Lu Yizhou could sense a hint of helplessness within.1

Lu Yizhou was startled for a second before his lips stretched into a bitter smile. He had no idea when 666 began to change, but it had truly become so different from the system whom Lu Yizhou first met. 

Unbeknownst to him, 666 had become a partner he could truly rely on and a loyal companion as he carved his way through this bloody world. Perhaps it would never stop being a crybaby, yet sometimes it would also surprise Lu Yizhou by showing a very considerate and sensible side. Just like now.

666 was right. What did he expect by asking this kind of question? If 666 had said no, he would find it hard to believe. But if it had said yes… what was Lu Yizhou supposed to do? It was not like he could fly to his lover's side right now. He only had one choice in front of him and that was to grit his teeth, persevere and finish his mission as quickly as possible.

Feeling like he had had enough rest, Lu Yizhou staggered to his feet by using the wall as a support.

[666: A–Are you truly okay, Host? Oh my Admin God, look at how much blood you have shed! Shouldn't you rest a little more?!]

[If I waste any more time, the subjects would run out of this place.]

[666: That's true, but…]

[Enough.] Lu Yizhou cut the system off. He unwrapped his bandages and found that the gaping hole on his chest had started to close. He simply changed the bloodied bandages out with the new ones. [How many experimental subjects are still alive?]

Trembling, 666 replied in a wobbly voice,

[666: R–Right now, there are only 23 subjects left from the initial 108. Host, are you sure you can still keep going?]

Lu Yizhou almost rolled his eyes at that. He scoffed in disdain. [Since when have you become such a worrywart?] Not giving 666 any chance to retort, he walked out of his hiding place and stepped over a researcher who had died with his eyes grievously open. Lu Yizhou remembered this face. It was one of the researchers who was in Z5 to oversee his lover. [Let's go. Locate the nearest one and let's finish this quickly.]

[666: Aye, aye, Host… QAQ]

If Lu Yizhou had to be honest, he was a tad grateful for those researchers. If they had not taken a protective measure and strictly limited the knowledge they taught to the subjects, perhaps the level of difficulty Lu Yizhou went through right now would be magnified several fold. Fortunately, the current situation was as if he was dealing with a group of rebellious children with strange powers.

No matter what kind of tricks they threw at him, Lu Yizhou, this old fox, was able to resolve them with the help of 666 and the skill he had just purchased from the system's store — Acceleration. 

On level one, it would double Lu Yizhou's speed. And because Lu Yizhou used it often in his assassination attempts, the skill had quickly went up to level three. By now, Lu Yizhou was moving rapidly at six times the speed. Moreover, because he was more agile than ordinary people to begin with, he became so fast that practically nobody could catch sight of him. It was just like giving a pair of wings to a ferocious tiger.

One after another, the immature experimental subjects died under Lu Yizhou's hands.

Two… Five… Eighteen…

Until the end, only five experimental subjects were left.

Lu Yizhou leaned against the wall and panted heavily. Killing more than a hundred people in the shortest time possible was not a simple matter at all. He might be making use of sneak attacks and quick assassinations, but the experimental subjects were quickly evolving under the extreme pressure. Furthermore, Lu Yizhou was doing it with a heavy wound on his chest. After all those running and jostling, the wound had torn up a bit again, causing crimson blood to seep into the bandages.

666 was very worried about its Host's well-being.

[666: Host, there are only five subjects left. Should you take a short rest for a while?]

[No.] Lu Yizhou was stubborn to the boot as he vehemently refused to rest. [Only five more. I can rest after that.] 

He knew his own body very well. He knew that he was already close to his limit and it was only through sheer willpower that he could continue to move. He was afraid that if he were to rest now… then he would immediately collapse. As such, he could not stop. His lover was still waiting for him back at Z2. Lu Yizhou had promised that he would return as soon as possible…

Just the thought of 55's crying face was enough to inject Lu Yizhou with a renewed burst of energy. Gritting his teeth, he straightened up once again. [Let's go.]

Helpless, 666 could only alleviate its Host's burden by quickly locating the remaining subjects' location.

[666: …Hmm???]

Lu Yizhou sensed 666's shock and halted in his tracks. [What's wrong?]

[666: H–Host, it's not good. Perhaps the subjects have realized that someone is going around killing them… now the other five have cooperated to move together!]

Lu Yizhou did not share 666's dread at all. On the contrary, he was quite in a good mood after hearing that. [Oh, so they are all gathered in the same place? Good.] He was just thinking of the best way to eliminate all of them as soon as possible. As it turned out, they had directly sent themselves to Lu Yizhou's doorsteps to be slaughtered. Was there better news than this one?

[666: …666 should have seen this coming.]

[666: Sigh, forget it. Let's go, Host. They are currently hiding in B3. It looks like they are setting up traps for you.]

Lu Yizhou merely scoffed at that and walked toward the elevator. He decisively pressed the button for B3. As he waited for the elevator to descend, he activated his skill 'Invisibility Cloak' and felt the velvety fabric draped over his shoulders. After that, he also took out 'Silver Gun' which he had received from Diana in the eighth simulation. 

The weight and coldness of the gun was very familiar to him and Lu Yizhou felt his emotions settling down.

It was like a reunion with an old friend.

[Item: Silver Gun

Description: You're a hunter hiding in the dark and your enemies are prey under the light. This gun is equipped with silencer, a perfect instrument for assassination. Tips: you can inject your witch power in the place of bullets and then, you will be invisible!]

Ding. The elevator issued a soft chime and the metal door slowly slid open to reveal an empty cubicle. 

Lu Yizhou released the safety lock and put his finger on the trigger, pointing it in front of him. The level gradually unfolded in front of his eyes. It was an ordinary room without a cage and chains like in Lu Yizhou's level. The entire room could be taken in at a glance. There was only a single bed, a tall cabinet, a set of table and chair. The experimental subjects were nowhere to be seen.

Lu Yizhou narrowed his eyes sharply. There was only this little space to hide. Where could they be hiding?

Lu Yizhou's feet did not move from his spot at all. Sensing something, he decisively pointed his gun at the ceiling and — thud! The bullet soundlessly embedded into the subject's head who was crawling there. They crashed to the ground, lifeless, still with their eyes wide open in shock and disbelief.

This one act was akin to a large stone thrown into the surface of a calm lake, triggering countless other turbulences. 

A woman's scream reverberated through the air. "He is in the elevator. I can see him!"

Lu Yizhou was taken aback. This subject could see him even as he was wearing the 'Invisibility Cloak'? 

No sooner than the woman's words ended, another male subject rolled out from under the bed and threw something toward Lu Yizhou. It pierced through the air with a sharp whistle and stabbed into the wall behind him. Lu Yizhou glanced back and was a little surprised to see that it was a bunch of sharp and thick needles! If he had not dodged in time, then his body would be riddled with holes right now!

The male subject's hands moved once again to send out another batch of needles, but Lu Yizhou was much faster than him. With a press of his finger, a bullet pierced through the subject right between his brows. With a violent jerk, his body staggered backward and collapsed to the ground, blood flowing out of his wound.

Two down. Three more.

There were a burst of foul curses and then the woman's voice sounded again, tinged with a hint of panic. "H–He still hasn't come out of the elevator! Execute plan B!"

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