by N. Heller
'Cut? What does that mean?'
Before Lin Sanjiu could get deeper into the thought, her opponent answered her doubt with his action. As the highest god opened his two fingers, she felt that the sea and the sky were being pulled apart. It was an indescribable feeling. It seemed as if the sea and sky had been turned into a pair of rusty scissors. And now the highest god was trying to use this pair of "rusty scissors" to cut her.
Lin Sanjiu's heart fell deeper and deeper into the pit of her stomach. She unleashed forward all her remaining Higher Consciousness and pushed herself away from the cutting side of the scissors. Nevertheless, it took merely five to six seconds for the scissors to open and shut, and it seemed like it would not get any slower but faster. With her current level of Higher Consciousness, Lin Sanjiu was certain that she would not be able to hold herself out for the entire minute.
With that thought in mind, Lin Sanjiu shouted once more, "Queen! I can imitate that one! Do you still remember? You just need to say a sentence and I can—"
"Imitate what?"
Unfortunately, it was the highest god who replied. He whipped up another wide grin, showing Lin Sanjiu his row of pearly bright teeth, and said, "Oh, I won't say it out loud. It is best for you to just die along with that man."
Lin Sanjiu could not believe that even with the combined effort of several posthumans and a Soul, they were still unable to inflict even the slightest damage to the despicable god. Of all the people, she was angry with Soulsqn the most. She wanted to shout and make everything clear to that dumb flesh worm, but she could not do it. Once the highest god knew what she was going to do, she would not be able to pull the trick off anymore. After all, the ability the [Pygmalion Choker] could realize was heavily restricted by her Higher Consciousness.
"Scis—"
The highest god opened his fingers
"—ssors."
He closed his fingers.
This time, not even Lin Sanjiu knew how she escaped from that. In that moment of life and death, she had never had such a strong d.e.s.i.r.e to have the grand prize around her.
"Ah!" A loud shout resounded from the distance, making Lin Sanjiu jump. Finally seeing the light, Soulsqn yelled, "I get it not!"
Chapter 665 - The Benefit Of Having A Lot Of Friends
When Lin Sanjiu was running away from the Veda's pursuit in the Data Stream Library, the grand prize had asked her this question: why didn't you use the choker to imitate the Veda's code writing ability?
Soulsqn clearly remembered this as well. She was suddenly filled with overwhelming euphoria that she kept flopping around in the water. Even from far away, Lin Sanjiu could sense her excitement. "Hold on, hold on… It's coming back to my mind. Let me think about how to phrase my sentences. Was it something about the Veda?"
Despite their crucial situation, the Queen of the Souls was uncompromising when it came to choosing the right words to speak.
Lin Sanjiu was torn with so much anxiety that her eyes burned. She yelled nonstop at the top of her lungs, "Quick! Say it!" as foam kept bubbling at the corner of her lips. She paddled with all her might, trying to put as much distance from the highest god as possible. Just when she stopped and turned around to check on the highest god, she saw that he was gone.
Unbeknownst to Lin Sanjiu, the handsome young deity in a birthday suit stood in front of Soulsqn. One of his hands hovered right above the flesh worm's face as he giggled. "What is the thing you want to say?"
It wouldn't be too far-fetched to say that Lin Sanjiu almost passed out from the scene. There was a moment that she hoped the highest god would just get rid of the flesh worm for her. She swore that she would not stop him.
"Mmm…" It was as if something invisible had stomped on her layers of mandibles; although the highest god did not make any physical contact with her, she could not utter a syllable. All she could manage were short bursts of sharp whimpers that sounded like the grating noise of tire rubbing against the ground.
It seemed that the queen finally realized the gravity of the situation. Her crimson red fleshy body turned pale as she was reaped by anger and anxiety. Suddenly, she extended a tendril from her body and stretched it in Lin Sanjiu's direction. However, before she could do anything with that tendril, the highest god blew it up with his "finger gun", causing a huge amount of broken white tendrils and mucus to plop into the sea.
At the same time, Soulsqn let out a pained growl.
"So useless! I should have killed you when I had the chance!" Lin Sanjiu snarled in a low voice. She was so consumed by rage that she could no longer feel the coldness that seeped into her body through her skin from the seawater. She was lost, and of all of her Special Items and Evolving Abilities, only [Mosaic Censorship] could stand a chance against the highest god. However, her body reacted faster than her mind. The moment she thought of that, she was already on her way to attack the highest god.
Although Lin Sanjiu knew that it would be fruitless, she still could not help but yell, "Let her go!"
"So you know about the Veda." The highest god paid the incoming woman no mind. His face contorted in disgust as he gazed at the flesh worm. "But too bad, I just need to analyze Lin Sanjiu's brain once more. You are not needed here."
'He wants to analyze me again? But why?'
Stunned, Lin Sanjiu gave a slight start and almost choked on the water that hopped into her mouth. She instinctively looked around and saw the light. Those fake Lin Sanjius were dead.
In other words, the highest god could not kill her. Perhaps those "scissors" could do nothing but merely injure her?
Soulsqn's shout jarred her out of her trance. Gesturing with her hands, Lin Sanjiu sent the last bit of her Higher Consciousness forward. Mrs. Manas yelled angrily in her mind, but Lin Sanjiu paid her no heed. She was fully aware of why Mrs. Manas was so pissed off with her action. After all, the Higher Consciousness was similar to money—having a capital of ten thousand dollars to kick off your business was very different from starting from scratch.
The highest god stood as still as a ramrod, allowing the gush of Higher Consciousness to hit from behind him. However, just as a smile crawled upon the corner of Lin Sanjiu's lips, she saw something, and her eyes widened, the pupils dilating. As if the skin on the highest god's back had its own will, it shook off the Higher Consciousness like an arctic wolf getting rid of the snow that acc.u.mulated on its back.
In the end, her last-ditch effort could do nothing but earn Soulsqn a few brief seconds of life.
"You're all like flies that keep flying around me, and it's so annoying," the highest god said, half turning his face. Although he did not face Lin Sanjiu directly, the cold stare he threw at her still froze her to her core.
All of a sudden, Lin Sanjiu placed her palms on her cheeks. Her voice faltered. "Let them go!" She repeated, rattling her teeth, "Let them go! If you kill them, I will activate my ability and blow myself up! Don't you want my memory? If I'm dead, you won't be able to get it anymore!"
It was beyond Lin Sanjiu's dream that she would one day utilize her [Mosaic Censorship] on herself to threaten her opponent. When she first saw the description of this ability, which warned her not to act cute and hold her face in her hands, she thought it was a joke.
Right now, she had put all bets on the highest god, and she had no idea whether it was a wise move or not. After all, in the circ.u.mstance where she had zero knowledge about the relationship between the highest god and the Veda, what if her memory was not that important to the highest god at all?
Slowly, ever so slowly, the highest god spun his body around.
He did not look at Lin Sanjiu but spun his eyes in another direction instead. Lin Sanjiu's heart was in her throat. It was only at this moment that she found that she had forgotten something very crucial. Aside from her, Puppeteer knew about the Veda as well. If it weren't because of her and the flesh worm, she was confident that Puppeteer would be the highest god's first target.
Clutched by a paroxysm of fear, she quick
ly jerked her head to the direction, and she was relieved by the scene that met her eyes. Puppeteer had been carried away by the current. Right now, he was bobbing up and down beside a huge piece of rubble that seemed like a building that had been swept by the tsunami from the land.
She believed that even if it were the highest god, there was no way he could reach Puppeteer in the blink of an eye.
It occurred to Lin Sanjiu that the young deity had thought of that as well. He then turned his head to look at Lin Sanjiu as if he was pondering what kind of trick she would show him to stop him from getting closer to Puppeteer. The two seconds felt as long as two hours, and large beads of cold sweat began to fill Lin Sanjiu's forehead.
Then, from the distance came the sound of water splashing, the noise a thunderclap that made all of them jump. They all wheeled their heads in unison and looked over to the source of the sound. There, they saw a white figure as huge as a hill appearing from behind the piece of rubble.
Lin Sanjiu's eyes widened.
Initially, she thought her eyes were playing a trick on her, but then when she saw the familiar tall, massive Caucasian body, her mind told her that she wasn't wrong.
Slowly but steadily, the puffy corpse floated to Puppeteer's side. Sitting on top of the body's belly was another white fatty, who was one size smaller and had the same appearance as the corpse. He held a cane that he used to propel himself forward. When he reached Puppeteer's side, he stopped.
He had seen Puppeteer once before, but it was difficult for him to relate that fear-mongering Puppeteer to this man who was barely breathing.
"Hmm? He's still breathing?" The wind carried the white fatty's voice into Lin Sanjiu's ears. "He seems familiar…"
Just as he stretched his arm forward to reach for the man, he suddenly realized something. He raised his head and met gazes with three pairs of eyes.
"Hey, aren't you..." The white fatty stood up. "Lin Sanjiu?"
Chapter 666 - You Have Earned A Special Spot In My Heart
"Watch out!"
The moment the highest god knew that the white fatty was somewhat related to Lin Sanjiu, he charged straight at him like an arrow let loose. No doubt his reaction was fast, but with the flesh worm flopping behind him, he was unable to reach his top speed. Still, Soulsqn could not utter a word. The air was filled with the sounds of her massive body floundering across the sea. Hot on their heels, Lin Sanjiu shouted at her loudest, "Take him along and run!"
Polva's face turned even paler than his usual pasty complexion when he saw the n.a.k.e.d young man coming straight at him. His heart was in his throat, and his entire body suddenly became weak with fear. Be that as it may, he still did what Lin Sanjiu had asked him to. With a quick motion, he scooped Puppeteer out of the water and then took to his heels.
The shell of the [Matryoshka Doll] was hollow inside, so it would not sink even with Puppeteer on top of it, not to mention that he was as thin as a rake. Rowing the rough-and-ready boat with all his might, the white fatty successfully put a large distance between him and the highest god. Right now, the highest god chased after Polva while Lin Sanjiu was hot on his own tail. As all three of them were moving at a constant speed, they reached a stalemate, and none of them could draw level with each other.
But Lin Sanjiu knew that this impasse would soon be shattered in another few seconds.
Her blood boiled and her veins ached when she saw the highest god gaining fast on Polva. She yelled, "Do something! He is right behind you!"
"I… I…" Polva dared not stop brandishing his arms, and his entire body shook vigorously like a small hill in an earthquake. "I don't know what to do!"
While he stammered his words, the highest god already reached behind him.
"Dodge!" Lin Saniiu shouted as her adrenaline-laced blood hit her head like a fireball and her sight went dark.
At that moment while her eyesight was gone, all she could hear was the white fatty's scream. It was a long scream that rang of terror, panic, and near hysteria. However, as the darkness ebbed away and her eyes were able to see again, she was so dumbstruck by the scene in front of her that she was reaped of her speaking ability.
She was very confident that before her eyesight was gone, the highest god almost touched Polva's back. But right now, he stood about a couple of meters in front of the white fatty. From the look of his face, he was equally dumbfounded, as he did not expect Polva to escape from his clutches. Perhaps he had gone too fast that he overshot his intended target? Lin Sanjiu did not know, and she did not intend to find it out. Once again, after the highest god had snapped out of his momentary state of shock, he went straight for the white fatty.
It was at this moment that Lin Sanjiu finally heard the word that slipped from the white fatty's lips, "S—Successor!"
'What?'
Just as the question arose in Lin Sanjiu's heart, the highest god's figure suddenly became fuzzy, looking like a blurry image on a TV with bad reception. Then, by the time the still-n.a.k.e.d young deity's figure became clear again, he had appeared in the location where the white fatty previously stood, while the white fatty, his corpse boat, and Puppeteer had been teleported to the sea surface approximately three meters away. The white fatty's face was ashen white, and his c.h.e.s.t rose and fell with labored breaths.
With the help of the waning sunlight above, Lin Sanjiu saw that there was a bright red scarf dangling around his neck.
"What, what is that? What is happening?" asked Lin Sanjiu, as she could not believe her own eyes, for the dimming sky might be fooling her eyes.
[Look At The Successor of Socialism]
This item can summon your target to your location, and when I say location, I'm talking about actual geographical coordination, not something fictional. Even if the item holder is sitting on a toilet, as long as he can see his target, he can summon his target to sit on the toilet in his stead whereas the item holder will be flung to a random location. The distance between the item holder and his target will remain the same. On a side note, other than the scope limitation, if by summoning your target to your location you will be putting him in any form of danger, regardless of the distance, the "summoning process" will not be established.
After all, the doomsday is more merciful than politics, don't you think?
Even after listening to the explanation, there was still a cloud of confusion on the highest god's face. It was obvious that he could not understand the greatness of socialism.
"I… I never used this Special ltem before, so I had forgotten about it…" said Polva as he threw himself onto the belly of the corpse. His body shuddered like a fluttering leaf as he continued, "This is my first time using it. I'm freaking out!"
"Watch out! He is going after you again!"
"Successor!"
Lin Sanjiu and Polva's voice rang out at the same time. The highest god got hit by the effect of the Special Item again and became a successor. There was nothing he could do but look ahead as his "predecessor" emerged several meters away. Polva laid prone on his own body, his back bedewed with cold perspiration and his limbs shaking with lingering horror.
"Mi—Mister," he tried to reason with the highest god, anxiety dripping from his faltering voice, "C—can y—y—ou please c—a—alm d—down? We—we can al—always talk it over."
The young deity's face became black. It was as if he could not believe that he had failed his attempt for the third time. On the other side, Lin Sanjiu heaved out a long sigh of relief. If it weren't for Polva's timely arrival, Lin Sanjiu could not imagine what would have happened to them. Not only had he rescued Puppeteer, but he also successfully sidetracked the highest god into chasing after him, giving Lin Sanjiu a brief room to take a breather. By now, the one minute was up, and the effect of the "Rock, Paper, Scissors" vanished.
Polva looked as if he was crying after he once again shifted locations with the highest god. He wiped away the tears and sweat that crawled wildly on his face and continued, "As civilized people, we should…"
"Have you ever seen a civilized person who roams around n.a.k.e.d?" Lin Sanjiu could not help but interrupt. "Don't worry, as long as you keep an eye on him, he won't be able to get to you. Take care of Puppeteer, and don't fall into the water."
Lin Sanjiu was right. So long as the highest god did not have the ability to teleport or the power to force Polva to move towards him by himself, there was no way he could close the distance between them.
"He is Puppeteer?" The white fatty's eyes widened in shock. The moment he turned his head, the highest god seized upon the momentarily endowed chance and pounced on him.
"S—Successor!"
However, he was still a tad bit too late. The corpse that he used as his boat was crushed in half by the highest god. The white fatty almost fell into the water when he appeared. Leaving no other option left, the white fatty unzipped his body from the midriff and took off another layer of shell.
"What an interesting ability," commented the highest god as he stomped the corpse below his feet into pieces.
"Thank you, thank you."
Anxious, Lin Sanjiu sighed. The deadlock continued. She forwent the idea of asking the fatty to help her activate the [Pygmalion Choker] after a short bout of rumination. To evade the highest god, he had to keep shouting the word "successor," and Lin Sanjiu was sure that the highest god would take advantage of this to prevent the white fatty from uttering a complete sentence. It that happened, not only would she place Polva in danger, but it would also expose her plan to the highest god.
'What should I do?'
Lin Sanjiu found that neither of the sides could go all out in this battle. The highest god could not kill Puppeteer and Lin Sanjiu because he needed the memories in their brains. Concurrently, Lin Sanjiu could do nothing to the highest god as well because she still needed him to bring them back to the Data Stream Library.