newbobooks Chapter 127 Lin Qiqi's Fancy Death
Chapter 127 Lin Qiqi's Fancy Death
At this moment, Yun Qing was deeply trapped in a terrible nightmare. Beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead, soaking the pillow.
In his dream, he saw a short-haired man who looked exactly like him, standing upright in front of a huge, dazzling screen. His face was filled with rage, and he pointed his finger at the image on the screen, loudly demanding, "System! Is there really no way I can bring someone here?"
Yun Qing looked around in confusion, realizing that aside from the angry man, there was no one else. This was truly bizarre. Who was he talking to? Could it be that the system he was calling about was something like an ice cream cone? Yun Qing's curiosity grew at this thought.
Just as he was pondering this, a cold, emotionless voice suddenly erupted in the air, as if descending from the sky. "Indeed, respected host, according to the rules, you do have the right to choose a specific time point to travel back to the past, but you absolutely cannot bring the person at that point in time back to the present."
Hearing this answer, the man's anger instantly ignited to the extreme. He gritted his teeth and roared, "Stop talking nonsense! I know exactly what permissions each system has! Just tell me honestly what conditions must be met to enable this."
However, faced with the man's aggressive questioning, the mysterious system seemed to have suddenly gone silent, offering no response for a long time. The entire space fell into a suffocating silence, with only the man's heavy breathing echoing in his ears.
The man's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his eyes were fixed on the huge screen before him like a hawk, as if he wanted to see through it. Yun Qing, standing nearby, couldn't help but feel a surge of curiosity. He followed the man's gaze and was immediately surprised.
The large screen was split into at least seven smaller screens of equal size, and the image displayed on each screen was exactly the same—a woman! She looked young, but she looked extremely haggard and dejected.
Yun Qing's eyes widened as he carefully studied the woman's face on the screen. Suddenly, he froze. Although the woman had dark skin, a thin figure, dry and yellow hair, and even her expression was always a bit timid and cowardly, that face... that was clearly his Qiqi!
Yun Qing couldn't believe his eyes. He had never seen Lin Qiqi in such a state of disgrace. She was dressed in tattered clothes, as thin as a malnourished kitten. Her face was expressionless except for a deep numbness. She seemed to have completely lost interest in everything around her.
Yun Qing subconsciously reached for his chest, a sharp pain instantly spreading throughout his body. He didn't know if the person appearing on those screens was actually Lin Qiqi, but simply watching a face so similar to hers endure such suffering made him feel as if his heart was being pierced by countless tiny needles simultaneously, the pain unbearable and intense.
However, Yun Qing found it even more difficult to accept. When he turned his gaze to the split screens, he discovered that all of them showed Lin Qiqi's various horrific deaths.
In the first screen, Lin Qiqi resembled a walking corpse, her eyes hollow and soulless, as if she had lost her soul. A patched, tattered schoolbag slung across her frail shoulders, she rode a bizarrely shaped two-wheeled vehicle, slowly moving along the roadside. Just then, a piercing roar erupted, and a four-wheeled behemoth, wrought from sheet metal, suddenly burst forth like a wild horse, dashing forth without warning! Instantly, with a dull crash, Lin Qiqi's petite body was sent flying like a kite with its string cut.
After tracing an arc through the air, Lin Qiqi plummeted to the cold, hard ground like a light, falling leaf. This fall severely damaged her already fragile body, and her blood quickly dyed the surrounding ground red. In a mere moment, she completely lost all signs of life, lying motionless. The scene was horrifying.
Yun Qing, who had witnessed the entire incident, was stunned, his mouth gaping open wide enough to fit an egg. His heart instantly rose to his throat, and an overwhelming urge surged within him—he wanted to break free from the screen and rush in to save Lin Qiqi. However, no matter how hard he tried, it was all in vain. He could only watch helplessly as the tragedy unfolded.
The screen then switched to the second one, showing Lin Qiqi squatting by a crystal-clear stream, intently washing clothes. Sunlight shimmered on the water, creating a shimmering shimmer. Everything seemed so peaceful and tranquil. But no one could have imagined that danger would quietly approach in this seemingly tranquil moment. Suddenly, as if pushed hard from behind by an invisible hand, Lin Qiqi's entire body lurched forward, plummeting into the water with a loud "plop."
The river wasn't deep, but for some reason, once Lin Qiqi entered the water, she felt as if she were being held captive by a mysterious force. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't poke her head out of the water for a breath of fresh air. As time passed, her strength gradually drained away, and she finally stopped all movement and slowly sank to the bottom...
Looking at the third screen, Lin Qiqi was strolling leisurely along a tree-lined path. A gentle breeze ruffled her hair, and birds sang cheerfully in the branches. What a beautiful sight it should have been! However, fate seemed to always play tricks on this poor girl. As she casually passed a large tree, a thick branch suddenly broke and fell, striking Lin Qiqi squarely on the head.
There was a dull thud, and before Lin Qiqi could even utter a scream, blood immediately began to flow from all seven orifices. Scarlet blood flowed down her pale cheeks, dripping onto the ground, forming shocking blood flowers...
The scenes presented on other screens were even more varied and horrific. In some, Lin Qiqi was run over in a car accident; in others, she fell off a cliff and was shattered to pieces; in others, she was inexplicably trapped in a sea of fire and consumed by the raging flames... Every scene was terrifying and chilling.
Yun Qing was trembling with anger, his teeth chattering, his hands clenched into fists uncontrollably, his nails digging deep into his palms, yet he felt no pain. The rage in his heart continued to burn and rise, threatening to burst forth.
The short-haired man's already gloomy face was now filled with fury. He clenched his fists tightly, veins popping out of his arms, and then he suddenly punched the emotionless machine in front of him. There was a loud "bang", and the machine seemed to tremble slightly, but this did not calm the man's anger in the slightest.
"Damn it! For six whole years! I traveled back time and time again, trying every possible way to change the death that happened to her when she was 17, but every time it was in vain. And every time she died in a different way! How did Lin Qiqi offend you? Did she kill your whole family? Why do you have to hold her responsible?" The man roared in anger, his voice echoing in the empty space, as if carrying endless resentment and pain.
At this moment, a cold mechanical voice sounded again at an inopportune time: "Host, please calm down. Due to your repeated interference in Lin Qiqi's life trajectory, her thinking has become confused. If this continues, she will likely doubt the reality of the entire world, and the consequences will be unimaginable. So please stop."
Hearing this, the man's fury didn't subside, but instead burned even more fiercely. He stared at the machine with wide eyes, roaring, "Moderation is bullshit! I don't care. No matter the cost, I'm going to save her! Now, bring her to me immediately, and then you go talk to that so-called main system and figure out what conditions must be met before they'll let her go!"
In response to the man's roar, the mechanical voice remained silent for a moment before replying, "Host, I'm deeply sorry, but my authority is limited and I can't communicate directly with the main system. However, if you insist, I can submit a request for direct communication to the Spacetime Administration on your behalf."
The short-haired man nodded without hesitation and said firmly, "Alright! Then get started! Submit this application to me immediately!"
As the man finished speaking, the scene before him suddenly vanished, as if ripped apart by an invisible force. Then, the surroundings plunged into pitch black, pitch black beyond sight. Yun Qing felt his body plummeting, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss...