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The black mist rushed towards Lin's arm. He raised his hand, thinking he could block the oncoming black mist with his arm, but it was of no use.
The black mist seemed to have a mind of its own, swirling around Lin's arm and splitting into five slender tendrils, resembling bony claws, reaching for his cheeks.
"Ah!"
Lin Jing stumbled backward in panic and accidentally bumped into a wooden chair behind him. With a loud crash, he fell to the ground.
A sharp pain shot through his spine, but Lin Lian didn't even have the chance to cry out in pain. His expression, which had been twisted in agony, suddenly froze as if time had stopped.
The black gas had already transformed into five faint black lines that drilled into Lin's ears, nostrils, and mouth, like bloodthirsty leeches writhing their way inside him, disappearing from sight!
Time seemed to stand still as Lin's face remained contorted, his body propped up in a strange posture.
In the next moment, Lin's expression changed; the corner of his eye twitched. This twitch sent ripples through him, instantly spreading outward.
Beneath Lin's skin, a circle of gas suddenly swelled up, moving like snakes within his body, seemingly trying to break through his skin and escape!
"Thud!"
Lin's bizarre posture could no longer be maintained. His muscles trembled and convulsed as he collapsed onto the ground.
Silently, Lin's body jerked repeatedly, each spasm following the last at an increasing frequency. He twisted and curled up like a large shrimp, desperately trying to pull himself into a ball.
"Hiss... hiss..."
Looking at Lin's face again, his eyes had lost their sparkle; his pupils were dilated infinitely, and his mouth was agape with drool continuously spilling out.
He was in immense pain; he wanted to scream, but his throat had lost its ability to voice anything due to the agony. All that escaped him were strange hissing sounds.
The room was filled with a strange atmosphere, and Lin's body was convulsing continuously, occasionally making sounds as it hit the ground, or that peculiar "hiss hiss hiss" noise...
About ten minutes passed, and Lin silently endured this voiceless agony. He had to bear it; this was the pain he had already chosen.
...
After ten minutes, Lin's body suddenly shook. This tremor was different from the earlier convulsions; his limbs spread wide, and his curled-up body burst open violently!
"Crack! Hiss!"
In that instant of expansion, Lin heard the sound of bones cracking and muscles tearing... The earlier convulsions had already left his body extremely fragile, and the sudden opening would inevitably cause damage.
Lin's limbs twisted in a bizarre manner, like twisted dough. The tendons inside him had snapped, muscles torn and atrophied, like leaves that had lost their moisture, withering and falling.
Cracks appeared in his bones, spiderweb-like fissures covering the surface of Lin's skeleton. If he received even a slight impact now, his bones would surely shatter into dust.
"Ha... Ha..."
Lin's body was on the brink of collapse. A normal person would have fainted from such pain long ago, but Lin did not. He gasped heavily, his breaths rapid and coarse, like a bull.
This was not due to Lin's immense willpower or extraordinary ability to endure pain; rather, it was because the previous agony had been so intense that compared to it, these pains were nothing.
However, if you were to ask what kind of suffering Lin had just experienced, he could not describe it.
He could only summarize it in one sentence: it was a pain more terrifying than eighteen layers of hell. He couldn't recall how unbearable it had been; he could only involuntarily retreat at the sight of the remnants, his entire body uncontrollably spasming.
The utmost pain—his memory had chosen to forget it, yet his body remembered that suffering, a fear rooted deep within his bones.
Lying there quietly, Lin Yuemo had been in that position for some time, surrounded by pools of sweat that had formed around his body.
Lin's scattered gaze finally began to focus, and his mind, which had lost its ability to think due to pain, slowly started to turn again.
In the end, Lin pulled through!
Blinking his eyes, Lin opened his mouth in relief. He wanted to say something, but no sound came out; his throat was hoarse from extreme dehydration, producing only a rasping noise.
After a struggle, he managed to utter, "Great, I'm still alive..."
As the night deepened, the air grew cooler. A refreshing night breeze blew in through the window, brushing against Lin's body and making him feel somewhat dazed.
He had been lying there for three hours; his strength was rapidly fading, and he was on the brink of collapse. He believed that if dawn did not come soon, he would die from extreme weakness.
Lin Ke could feel his heartbeat slowing down.
"Damn it! I never expected I would die like this... It's just like my previous life... I really am a fool..."
Lying on the somewhat cold ground, Lin struggled to keep his eyes open. He wanted to laugh at himself, but he couldn't; even moving the corners of his mouth felt like a luxury now.
During those three hours he had just endured, he had been trying to save himself. However, every bone in his body, every meridian, muscle, and tendon felt shattered. He was like an old machine with rusted bolts that couldn't even turn a little.
He wanted to move but couldn't at all; he could only feel his body temperature dropping lower and lower as he awaited death's arrival.
The pain from the divine was indeed something not everyone could bear. Lin now felt some regret; he regretted being so reckless and arrogant.
This vast land and the wonders of the world could not be conquered simply by one's fervent spirit...
"I... I'm afraid I can't hold on any longer..."
This was Lin's last thought. His eyelids grew heavier, and the aftereffects of Divine Residue hit him, causing a pain throughout his body as if it were being sliced by knives...
Yet no matter how much pain he felt, it couldn't keep him awake. This exhaustion penetrated his soul; all he wanted was to quietly fall asleep.
As darkness descended, Lin closed his eyes, accepting the punishment from Reckless: death.
...
In the darkness, Lin seemed to hear a "chirping" sound, something akin to the twisting of mechanical arms, and somewhat like the focus sound of a Live Streamer...
Lin's mind was in chaos; he couldn't discern what that sound was anymore as he slipped into unconsciousness.
...
...
"Bang bang bang!"
In a daze, Lin felt a huge noise ringing in his ears, dreamlike and surreal, like the rumble of a train or the explosion of cannon fire...
"Am I dead? So it turns out that those who seek death cannot find peace even after dying..."
Lin's mind felt like mush, with various strange thoughts bouncing around in his head before disappearing in an instant. He had no idea what he was thinking.
"Brother! Brother! What are you doing? You've been cooped up at home for too long!"
That hoarse and unpleasant shouting awakened Lin from his hazy consciousness. He suddenly jolted upright from the blurred dream!
"Um?"
Lin lightly hummed as he raised his hand to shield his eyes from the sunlight streaming in. The sun was quite intense and blinding, making it hard for him to open his eyes.
After blinking for a while, Lin finally adjusted to the brightness. He lifted his head to look at the sun, which was high in the sky, indicating that it was nearing noon.
Outside the window, the chirping of insects filled the air. The cicadas were calling out eagerly under the scorching sun, their sounds becoming more cheerful as the heat intensified. These insects only appeared during the peak of summer.
The noisy chirping made Lin feel a sense of familiarity. He was pleasantly surprised to find that everything about his body felt normal; there was no broken bone or any pain of being crushed!
Could it be that night was just an illusion? Was the suffering from the divine merely a mirage?
Lin pondered this, feeling a stark contrast between the pain of that night and the calmness he felt now, making it hard for him to believe. He scratched his head, unable to figure out what was real and what was not!
"Brother! Brother! Are you home or not!"
The urgent call from Fatty interrupted Lin's thoughts. He had no choice but to stand up, patting down his pajamas as he replied, "Wait! I'm coming!"
Lin got up, intending to go open the door for Fatty. He couldn't make sense of it all, so he decided not to think too much about it; he could ponder later after dealing with Fatty.
With his usual carefree attitude towards current troubles, Lin stepped outside to open the door for Fatty. If he didn't let this guy in soon, he might just break down the door!
"Bang!"
Just as Lin stepped out with one foot, a sharp metallic sound echoed beneath him. He felt a pain in his foot as if he had kicked something.
Looking down, Lin saw a golden metal can—a short pull-tab can that resembled some kind of beverage from his past life...
It seemed like they didn't have such things at home; what could this be?
Curiously picking up the can, Lin glanced at it, his pupils suddenly contracting as he muttered, "Red, Red Bull?"
He noticed that the yellow can in his hand had already been opened, and there should have been some kind of drink inside, but it was nowhere to be found. The golden can was printed with bold letters saying "Super Red Bull!"
On the back of the can was a red bull charging forward, with the line below reading, "Revitalize your vigor! For energy drinks, choose Super Red Bull!"
"What's going on here?" Lin exclaimed in frustration.
Upon seeing the Super Red Bull can, Lin's first reaction was that it resembled the Super Energy Drink (Red Bull version) from the store. This was most likely that kind of drink!
At this moment, Lin had no time to worry about Fatty; he quickly opened his Attribute Panel to see what had happened!
The instant he opened the Attribute Panel, Lin was stunned. This bottle of Super Red Bull truly belonged to him! Moreover, Lin was certain that the reason he was still alive was because he had consumed this Super Red Bull!
"One, two, three, four, five... Yo-yo... I really drank five cans!"
After checking the Attribute Panel, Lin looked down at the cans on the ground. Besides the one in his hand, there were four more on the ground, exactly matching the missing part in his Attribute Panel.
When he looked back up at the Attribute Panel, Lin's expression suddenly changed again. In just a few seconds, his face went from pale to red, then to black, and finally back to glowing red...
What exactly had happened to his Attribute Panel that caused such a drastic fluctuation in Lin's emotions?
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