What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

"Yes, just like many schools still prioritize grades, the association prioritizes ability, and performance seems less important." Jiuge's expression was somewhat puzzled when she said this.

Being led by An Chen, my attention was always on the feeling of holding hands, so it would be good to find a topic to shift my attention.

"If I join the association at my level, what kind of role can I get?" An Chen asked curiously.

He now understands more or less why everyone gets so excited when they hear about a promotion.

“You…” Jiuge was stunned.

Although An Chen possessed exceptional talent in many areas, the crystal ball did not react at all when his spiritual power was initially tested...

"I don't know." She stopped and looked at An Chen suspiciously.

"It should be one of the most common types, like D or E. I don't have much spiritual power, I'm just different from ordinary people in some ways, at most I can accumulate some achievements." As if unaware of Jiu Ge's little expression, An Chen answered his question calmly.

"..."

Jiuge looked to the side, expressionless, and stopped talking.

It didn't say whether it was right or wrong, nor did it express any opinion, making it completely impossible for anyone to guess what it was thinking.

"This illusion is really amazing. Living people don't need to actually eat or anything to enter." An Chen glanced at her, then turned his head to look at a haystack in the distance.

I wonder what this little girl is thinking...

Whether Jiuge is clever or stupid is a mystery to An Chen.

Adhering to the principle of being cautious, he squeezed Jiu Ge's slender and soft hand while looking for something interesting nearby.

“That makes sense!” Jiuge had discovered a new world.

"If such a dream world existed, of course, a peaceful and non-terrifying one, we could secretly study and practice diligently within it," she pondered.

And you can even sleep in the illusion without any change in real time, which is super efficient!

"Your goal is to take this era, where everything is rolled up like mats, and kill everyone else?" An Chen shook his head and chuckled.

"No way?" Jiuge hesitated.

“It’s not impossible. If we could really control that illusion, we could do something more meaningful,” An Chen replied after a moment’s thought.

“That makes sense. Besides work and study, we can also go out…” Jiuge paused halfway through her sentence.

Oh no, I almost blurted it out.

"A date?" An Chen smiled as he looked Jiu Ge up and down.

"Look over there, a haystack, a little black kitten!" Jiuge's tone was urgent, as if she was really worried.

Pointing to the black cat next to the haystack that An Chen had noticed earlier, she forcefully forced An Chen to look away.

An Chen smiled but didn't say anything, and slowly walked over with Jiu Ge in his hand.

He had noticed it long ago and had been thinking of giving Jiuge a surprise at the right time.

"If it sees milk candy, it will definitely be milk candy's mortal enemy," Jiuge sighed, bending over.

Completely opposite to milk candy.

The cat was only two or three months old, completely black with green eyes.

Jiuge really wanted to squat down and pet the little black cat, but when she thought that she wouldn't be able to hold hands anymore if she squatted down, she gave up.

Seeing Jiu Ge's amusing pose, An Chen nodded in satisfaction.

Then, he pretended to squat down.

Jiuge also squatted down with a look of surprise on her face.

An Chen and Jiu Ge had no food on them, but the little black cat didn't mind.

They acted cute, rolled around on the ground, and played with the two of them for quite a while, without ever giving up.

As I reluctantly turned to leave, I heard a man scream from behind.

"Help!"

Then came the woman's screams: "Aaaaaah! Someone help! Someone's dying! He's going to die! Aaaaaah!"

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!" One after another, shrill screams rose and fell.

An Chen and Jiu Ge were startled by the sudden sound.

The next second, the two ran towards the direction of the sound.

When the two of them arrived, a large crowd had already gathered around the blood-covered man.

"Little Liu, Little Liu!" A disheveled woman held the man's hand, sobbing uncontrollably.

Xiao Liu had a bloody hole in his waist, as if he had been stabbed by something.

It looks like it's about to die.

People around him took off their clothes and pressed them against him, as if trying to stop the bleeding from the bloody hole.

Jiuge closed her eyes briefly, her expression grave.

"..."

An Chen gently squeezed Jiu Ge's hand and began to observe his surroundings.

The Zhang family wasn't home, and there was no one they knew nearby.

The cries from ahead grew louder, and many people began to wipe away their tears.

Suddenly, An Chen noticed that the figure at the front looked familiar; he seemed to have seen him yesterday when he communicated with Jiu Ge through spirit communication.

"Doctor, do you have any way? He's my son... He was supposed to come back today..." The old man and woman kneeling at the front had tears in their eyes.

The man who was squatting next to him, now dressed in tattered clothes, shook his head.

An Chen looked closely and realized it was Yu Bei.

There was no sign of Feng Kai anywhere.

Yu Bei's expression was also one of pain.

It's beyond saving...

Besides, even if you saved them in this illusion, it wouldn't make a difference.

It's all in vain; the fate that's meant to come will still come.

"Father...Mother...Xiaohong...The enemy...is over there...with bayonets...wearing...strange hats...alone...hurry up..." Struggling to open his eyes, tears streamed down Xiaoliu's face.

Upon hearing this, the crying from all around grew even louder.

More and more young people gathered around, their eyes red, and they picked up their crude equipment, shouting "Avenge Xiao Liu!" as they rushed toward the trail of blood.

With his last breath, Xiao Liu glanced at his family members surrounding him with lingering reluctance.

"He's...not...dead yet...don't...cry..."

His eyes closed, and he breathed his last.

“He’s not breathing…” Yu Bei put her finger under Xiao Liu’s nose and shook her head.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Liu's elderly parents and wife collapsed in tears over Xiao Liu's blood-stained body.

The crying was deafening.

Amidst the sorrow, a phantom evil spirit, modeled after the male Xiao Liu, floated out from Xiao Liu's body.

Chapter 90 Evil Spirit Phantom

Xiao Liu's wife, Xiao Hong, pulled out a small white cloth from somewhere and covered Xiao Liu's face.

The rest of the people present were still crying.

The illusory image of Xiao Liu, transformed into an evil spirit, floated above Xiao Liu's corpse, its face blackened, its eyes bloodshot, its fangs sharp, and its expression ferocious.

Although it looked terrifying, the phantom just floated there stiffly.

It remained completely still, its eyes not even moving, resembling a projected, levitating lifelike statue.

Yu Bei looked up and froze.

An Chen and Jiu Ge were also stunned.

Jiuge instinctively wanted to back away, but thinking of Xiao Liu's corpse, she suppressed her fear of the horrific sight.

The people of Taiwan today are spirits, which are the physical manifestations of evil spirits that may appear in the future.

What are the evil spirit projections that appear on the spirits of those who died following the previous trajectory?

You can't stack buffs like that...

"The cart is here! Hurry up and drag Xiao Liu back..." A young man cried as he dragged a nearly broken cart over.

Yu Bei also stepped forward to help everyone move Xiao Liu's body.

Before turning his head away, he mouthed "observe the situation" to An Chen and Jiu Ge.

An Chen didn't move, but simply looked up and quietly glanced upwards.

Other residents of Taiwan believed he was holding back tears.

Jiuge pursed her lips, her expression still solemn.

She had already let go of An Chen's hand and was staring intently at the top out of the corner of her eye.

The others seemed unable to see what was above them; they carefully cradled Xiao Liu, their expressions sorrowful.

Soon, An Chen and Jiu Ge's expressions changed again.

As Xiao Liu's corpse moved, the evil spirit phantom also began to move.

Xiao Liu's body was tilted to one side, and the evil spirit was tilted to one side as well.

Xiao Liu's body was turned right-side up, and so was the evil spirit.

Xiao Liu's body was dragged forward, and the evil spirit followed stiffly.

To use a very inappropriate analogy.

If Xiao Liu's corpse is like a long bench, then the evil spirit is like the table leg of the bench.