Lin Shiyun should be completely dead this time.
The main consciousness is divided into three parts, and each part can perform at most eleven levels. And the body and mind are transformed into women.
His mental strength was divided by Du Ziming and his harem, and all of it was eaten away.
Wu Hui didn't know how he could jump out of the situation. It is said that centipede insects are dead but not stiff, but this time it must be completely dead, right?
Or not necessarily, maybe one day Du Ziming dies, Beihailong, Gabriel, and Lin Shiyun in the queen's consciousness can appear again and stir up trouble.
"Oh, I'm trying not to kill myself." Du Ziming waved his hand.
Wu Hui didn't say anything. He looked at the mess in this place and said, "If you can control it, you can still send Beihailong back to Mars to work."
"okok." Du Ziming agreed, and Wu Hui evacuated after doing some finishing work.
This time, many of the world's last hidden dangers died.
I can only say thank you to Lin Shiyun.
At the same time, in a rental house, a teenager got up and said: "It's too bad. Are you going to start over from a level 6 player this time?"
Lin Shiyun, who Wu Hui thought was completely dead, seemed to have a back-up plan.
However, this backup plan is useless.
There was a knock on the door.
Lin Shiyun sighed: "Please come in."
Zhou Zidu walked in and looked at him. The two had fought and cooperated for decades, and there were only a few players of their generation left.
If he could choose a way to die, then dying at the hands of Zhou Zidu would be the best outcome for Lin Shiyun.
"I just said you can't really disappear." Lin Shiyun looked at his old friend, still very calm.
"The key is, I have to see if the world can still function normally without me. It seems possible now." The presiding judge said, "I'm here to help the younger generations deal with some minor hidden dangers."
Lin Shiyun was dissatisfied: "Am I a little hidden danger?"
Zhou Zidu: "It's so miserable, and my intelligence has dropped to 12 points. What's not a small hidden danger?"
"Okay...but you are still afraid of me." Lin Shiyun smiled.
"If I weren't afraid, you wouldn't have come." Zhou Zidu said, "I'm very happy to see that Wu Hui, Li Shengjun, Liu Dangren, and even Du Ziming can grow up and replace the old guys like us."
"Now that you've been replaced."
"Then just lie down and stop pretending to be dead."
"After all these years of friendship, I beg you to help me."
Zhou Zidu held down Lin Shiyun's head. At this time, Lin Shiyun was still smiling, looking nonchalant.
But if you really don't care, why do you do so many things? Do you need to prepare so many means of resurrection? When you said you wanted to test the Black Death's strength, were you serious, or was it just casual talk? What plans did you have in mind?
In fact, Zhou Zidu still had many things he wanted to ask, but he didn't ask in the end.
Lin Shiyun's life breath disappeared.
This time it was a true and complete death, a clean and thorough death, one and done.
Zhou Zidu, who left alone, sighed.
In fact, Lin Shiyun is not completely dead now. His consciousness is still scattered among the three women on Du Ziming's side.
But his story as the chief chess player has come to an end.
Zhou Zidu put Lin Shiyun's body into the grave he had prepared long ago. There is another tomb next to it. The tombstone is empty and has no inscription. It was reserved by the presiding judge for himself. But that was many years ago.
At that time, he and Lin Shiyun were preparing to rebel against the People's League order. Before setting off, Lin Shiyun jokingly ordered a tombstone and invited Zhou Zidu to book it together.
What on earth was I thinking before I agreed to play this with him?
The presiding judge might remember, but he didn't really want to.
Time to get ready.
There are thirteen demon servants of the Black Death, each of whom has strength beyond level 13 players. They are all powerful beings who have destroyed their own planet and civilization and are appreciated by the Black Death.
One of them, known as the Hell King, is now approaching Earth. It will arrive in about ten years.
This is what the playwright told him.
To prevent the disaster from coming, the chief judge has only one way, and that is to become a servant of the devil.
He was going to be tested as a playwright.
It seems that this earth must be left to you, Wu Hui, Liu Dangren, Du Ziming, Li Shengjun, Wang Diewu, Goethe...
Well, that's pretty good. It won't be a big problem even if you don't have me.
Zhou Zidu was quite relieved.
He's ready to go.
It was in this unknown place that he quietly began his trials as a playwright. The only bystander was Lin Shiyun who was in the grave.
Many years ago, his father advised Zhou Zidu not to meddle in other people's business, but now it seems that he didn't listen at all. When the Prison King arrives, he can just run away with the people around him. Why risk his life and lose his freedom to become a servant of the devil?
Protecting the world should never be the responsibility of one person.
My father named himself Zidu because he wanted me to take care of myself and not take care of other people, right? Unfortunately, I didn't listen to him.
Zhou Zidu came to a starry sky and the trial began.
In front of him was the collector's body.
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Wu Hui didn't know what Zhou Zidu had done. He hadn't seen the presiding judge for several months. And with the chief judge's hiding ability, if he didn't show up, no one would be able to find him.
The presiding judge, who likes to operate in secret, has always guarded the world alone.
He has no real companions, only followers and students. And Lin Shiyun, the only one who could be regarded as a strong contemporary with him, was also sent away today. Zhou Zidu probably looked at the earth with the mentality of a father looking at his children. That's why I chose to guard silently behind the scenes.
Great, but a bit unintelligent. Of course, it was also because the information he received from the playwright was not allowed to be told to anyone else.
In front of the devil, everyone actually has no choice at all.
After the battle, Wu Hui turned around and saw Wang Diewu.
"Is the fight over?" Diewu came to help. If something went wrong, it would be three level 13 players besieging Lin Shiyun, but it seems that it is not needed now.
"Yeah." Wu Hui nodded.
Although he has become a level 13 player, he still can't beat Wang Diewu, but at least he won't be suppressed casually like before, and then do this and that in bed. Wu Hui felt much more confident when facing the Butterfly Queen.
Wang Diewu lay directly on Wu Hui's back: "What's next? I'm so bored lately, let's play something?"
Wu Hui: "What do you want to play? You can invite super players who have nothing to do to fight at the edge of the solar system. By the way, set up a space defense and reconnaissance system."
"Hmm..." Die Wu began to think about the feasibility of this proposal.
