Infinity Throne

September 5, 2121.

Early morning.

This is another city hundreds of kilometers away from Qingcheng.

City Center Hospital.

It's quiet at night.

The hospital corridor was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant.

Because this is the season with high incidence of respiratory viruses, it is very important to disinfect in time and take good protection...

In the long and narrow corridor, the lights were dim, flickering on and off.

"Didn't we ask the logistics department to repair this broken lamp a few days ago? It's been a few days and it's still not finished. This kind of work efficiency is not enough to get fired. This is outrageous."

A middle-aged security guard patrolled the hospital corridor late at night holding a flashlight.

Mouthing in his mouth.

hiss--

suddenly.

There was a slight chill behind the security guard.

There seemed to be a strange chill that swept across his back.

For a moment, he actually had the illusion that a woman had touched him from behind.

——My hands are just a little cold.

The security guard was so frightened that he trembled and looked back.

There is no one behind!

There was only one window open in the corridor, letting in a cold breeze.

"Tsk, you scared me!"

September is already the beginning of autumn.

The temperature at night seemed a bit cool.

In addition, the windows in the corridor were not closed and the autumn wind was blowing. No wonder there was such an illusion.

The security guard didn't dare to complain loudly. He just stepped forward and silently closed the window in the corridor.

laugh--

The lights that flickered on and off flickered violently again.

"If I had known better, I wouldn't have watched that kind of 'Weird Sick House' movie for cheap. The picture quality is not good, and it can easily make people have wild thoughts after watching it."

After finding out the culprit of the coldness behind his back, the middle-aged security guard felt much better. Even the flickering light seemed a bit cute inexplicably.

"Well, it's almost bedtime-"

clatter.

clatter.

Da da.

suddenly.

At the end of the dim corridor, there was a crisp sound of high heels.

If you listen carefully, the footsteps of high-heeled shoes seem to have a strange rhythm, as if--

Movement is not very flexible.

Because the sound of normal people walking should be da, da, da, da, da.

Instead of——

Ta da, da, da, da.

"who!"

The middle-aged security guard’s legs couldn’t stop shaking.

When he heard the footsteps, he turned around almost subconsciously, and the bright flashlight instantly swept in the direction of the sound.

I don’t know if it was influenced by the horror movie he watched not long ago, but the middle-aged security guard always felt that the atmosphere in the hospital tonight was a bit weird.

"It's all this broken lamp!"

The middle-aged security guard swallowed.

He didn't realize that in just a few seconds, the palms of his hands that were holding the flashlight were filled with sweat.

Wouldn't it be that evil?

I have an eighty-year-old mother above me, and...

A tall and sexy figure appeared from the end of the corridor.

It was a female doctor in a white coat.

call--

The moment he saw the figure clearly, the middle-aged security guard let out a long sigh of relief.

Then I thought about my surprise and couldn't help but feel a little funny.

At this age, I really become more and more timid as I live.

Soon, the female doctor walked up to the middle-aged security guard.

"Who are you……"

The middle-aged security guard suddenly felt that the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped a little, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"Doctor Zhang."

The female doctor lowered her head and looked at the badge on her chest. There was a young photo on the badge.

Then Dr. Zhang gestured to the security guard and smiled slightly.

"Oh, hey, hello Dr. Zhang, are you working night shift tonight?"

The security guard put away the flashlight and didn't know where to put his hand.

There was no other reason. The female doctor was quite beautiful, which made the security guard not dare to look directly into Dr. Zhang's cold eyes.

Doctor Zhang?

By the way, he vaguely remembered that there was indeed such a doctor in the cardiology department on this floor.

It is said that he is still unmarried and single. If he could be twenty years younger...ahem.

"No, I'll come back and work overtime."

"Working overtime? You are quite busy, right? I also read the news today, saying that two young children died in the past two days, both around 20 years old. The news said that the cause of death was heart disease - tsk tsk, now Young people don’t know how to balance work and rest, so they run out all day long..."

"hehe."

Doctor Zhang smiled, as if he didn't want to dwell on this topic any longer.

"By the way, Dr. Zhang, I see your walking style, maybe your foot is injured, right?"

When Dr. Zhang heard this, his expression suddenly became a little strange.

But he just shook his head: "I'm not used to wearing high heels."

When the middle-aged security guard saw Dr. Zhang's expression, he shut his mouth instantly.

--ask for contempt.

He waved his hand quickly: "Doctor Zhang, then I will continue to patrol, and this will not interfere with your business!"

The security guard quickly laughed with him and left from the enchanting Dr. Zhang.

Dr. Zhang hummed softly and walked towards the ward without looking back.

The middle-aged security guard couldn't help but look back.

That small buttocks is really...ahem, don't look at anything inappropriate, don't look at anything inappropriate.

Afraid that the beautiful woman would find him peeping, the middle-aged security guard quickly turned around and continued patrolling. He did not dare to look at her for too long and picked up the flashlight again.

Generally speaking.

The patrol was just a formality.

Or handle some disputes that are inconvenient for doctors on duty to deal with.

after all……

The conflict between doctors and patients is indeed quite difficult to describe.

Otherwise, who would hire an old man like him as a security guard?

The middle-aged security guard yawned, and the surrounding temperature seemed to be slightly warmer again.

Sure enough, it was that damn window, and the cool breeze was blowing, scaring me to death.

"Well, I heard that the incidence of heart disease among young people has increased. The news just said that our hospital is required to do some statistics and prepare a copy to encourage citizens to eat properly and work properly -"

"It's not easy to be a doctor these days. Not only do you have to be able to see patients, but you also have to be able to write a copy, and you have to be able to stay up late. You also have to be good at physical strength, and your level of physical strength and dragon walking skills shouldn't be too low... tsk tsk."

"correct--"

The middle-aged security guard suddenly remembered something.

Just this morning.

The city news seemed to have published a memorial.

It was said that a female doctor from a certain hospital in this city also died suddenly at home due to a heart attack, and she also called on the citizens of the city to forward it.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged security guard turned on his mobile phone and reviewed the news that he had not read carefully in the morning.

"Huh? He's actually the doctor in our unit?"

"Oh! Female? Only 26 years old? Unmarried! Oh, so pitiful!"

"I heard that the body is still in the freezing chamber of the morgue..."

"Um?"

suddenly.

The middle-aged security guard felt inexplicably that the doctor who died of a heart attack looked a bit familiar.

As we all know, there is always a huge gap between looks and photos.

The middle-aged security guard rubbed his eyes.

Look at the names of the deceased below the news.

"Zhang...Zhang...Zhang..."

In an instant, the middle-aged security guard turned pale.

Snapped.

The phone fell to the ground and made a loud noise.

"Oh? So it's 'me'?"

A voice suddenly sounded from behind the cold middle-aged security guard.

Whispering in a low voice.

Close to your ears.

The fragrance hits your nose.

…

…

Qingcheng.

The weather is cloudy.

Yi Lin silently browsed the "Apostle Forum".

[Dear senior masters, you are out of your mind. You have some doubts about the agility enhancement route and don’t know how to improve it? 】

[Now that I think about it, I was so lucky in the last trial! 】

[The heart-warming story of me and a certain female apostle falling in love and killing each other during the trial, is being serialized! 】

【Good luck to you! Good luck to you! I am a powerful person on the strength side. In the last trial, my mental attributes were increased even more than my strength! 】

[A newbie would like to ask, what is the level of getting an A rating in two consecutive trials? 】

…

Then the following are all water-based replies——

[Owner, please give me eternal punishment! 】

【Manual funny! 】

[The dog head saves his life! 】

[The tiger's body trembles, and he walks away in three points! 】

[Life is so lonely as snow——]

[Washing is an attitude. 】

"..."

Yi Lin browsed around briefly, but didn't seem to find anything particularly interesting, so she silently closed the forum.

Boasting posts...

Accounted for 90%.

But it's understandable.

Compared to a certain period of time in the future, the current apostolic circle is still in a "comfortable period."

——It's normal.

Not far away.

Pan Zhengyi's face was expressionless, with a hint of coldness.

suddenly.

Pan Zhengyi raised his palm.

An invisible aura slowly emanated from him.

"Apostle Panel!"

Yi Lin: "..."

A few seconds later, Pan Zhengyi changed his posture.

"Come again, Apostle Panel!"

Yi Lin: "..."

"Damn it - apostle panel panel!"

Yi Lin: "..."

After Pan Zhengyi tried eighteen more postures.

Finally he put down his sore arms.

Then he ran up to Yi Lin and spread his palms.

"Bring me a bottle of 'love-forgetting water'!"

"That's called a happy drink." Yi Lin corrected.

"It doesn't matter, I want to drink."

Yi Lin reluctantly took out the "happy drink" from the storage space and threw it to Pan Zhengyi.

Pan Zhengyi raised his head and took a big sip.

Then he sang happily.

"Happy breakup~ I wish you happiness~ You can find a better one~"

While singing loudly, Pan Zhengyi drifted away.

boom.

Then he shut himself in the door and locked it.

Yi Lin sighed softly: "Another one is crazy."

…

Pan Zhengyi's weird reaction can be traced back to when Yi Lin and Pan Zhengyi just returned from a trip to Gotham City, a city with simple folk customs.

That day.

Yi Lin looked at the annoying "50,000 Chaos Points" requirement and exited the module space speechlessly.

Pan Zhengyi frowned and ran over.

Yi Lin took 5 seconds to carefully distinguish Pan Zhengyi's expression and movements, and quickly came to a conclusion.

"Pan Xiaozheng?"

Well, the relatively normal Pan Zhengyi.

"It's not important!" Pan Xiaozheng's expression seemed a little confused: "What happened during the trial?"

Hearing this, Yi Lin couldn't help but be slightly startled: "What happened to you, you ask me?"

Pan Xiaozheng hesitated for a moment and then told his story.

pity--

No wine.

Yi Lin finished listening.

Can't help but fall into deep thought.

Pan Zhengyi was actually more mysterious than he imagined.

Is the world of neurosis really so difficult to understand?

"In other words, you usually share memories. Even if you don't appear, you can still see the outside through 'his' eyes?"

"Yes!" Pan Zhengyi nodded.

"Then in Gotham City, the last thing you remember is the 'other you', hiding in the women's room putting on makeup? And then... nothing more?"

Pan Xiaozheng sighed: "Then... when I woke up, I was lying in a nursing home, surrounded by corpses."

"All the memories in between are gone?"

"Yeah." Seeing that Yi Lin finally understood, Pan Zhengyi felt inexplicably better: "It may be difficult for you to understand the relationship between me and 'him', and it will be difficult for me to explain it clearly for a while..."

Nonsense, if normal people can understand it, then that’s abnormal.

Yi Lin said silently in her heart.

But he did not interrupt Pan Zhengyi's words.

"Usually when I appear, 'he' is in a state similar to a deep sleep. In fact, 'he' should also feel my presence, so many times, 'he' subconsciously does not go to sleep. Unless...you just can't help it."

"Is this the reason for the dark circles under his eyes?"

"Uh... it's not important." Pan Zhengyi shrugged: "And after waking up from the nursing home, I felt... a little different. It didn't seem like 'he' was sleeping, it was like... gone."

"No more?" Yi Lin's expression condensed slightly.

Pan Xiaozheng rubbed his messy hair: "No, that's not quite accurate. Anyway, I'm pretty sure that when I woke up, I didn't take the medicine... that 'NT-046'."

Yi Lin lowered her head and thought for a moment.

In other words.

Pan Xiaozheng had no idea what was going on with Pan Zhengyi's inexplicably accurate intuition in the second main mission.

A minute later, Yi Lin chuckled.

"Isn't this good?"

Yi Lin was referring to Pan Xiaozheng's complete change of position.

"No, you don't understand." Pan Xiaozheng looked confused: "'He' just feels like he is gone, but in fact he is still there!"

"What do you mean?" Yi Lin frowned slightly when he heard this.

"I can't open the apostle panel!"

"?"

"Pan Zhengyi is not here. Apart from opening the storage space, I can't use either the apostle panel or the skills!"

"Oh -" Yi Lin understood, pointed at Pan Zhengyi, and said slowly: "In other words, you are just a mobile warehouse now?"

Pan Xiaozheng: "..."

He wanted to punch this guy in the face who was not very attractive.

But I couldn't refute it.

"Then go to sleep." Yi Lin waved her hand.

Pan Xiaozheng: "?"

Yi Lin chuckled: "If you don't sleep...what use do you have?"

Pan Xiaozheng: "..."

all in all--

Pan Xiaozheng is useless.

Quite suddenly.

I originally thought that a large account was online, but I didn't expect that Pan Xiaozheng only stole half of the account and was unable to obtain complete permissions on this body. No wonder he was so depressed and entangled.

Sudden.

Pan Xiaozheng silently flipped through the storage space.

Suddenly he took out a metal baseball bat from the storage space.

Yi Lin took a look.

His eyelids twitched slightly.

This metal baseball bat looks too familiar.

It is estimated that Li Erpang, who has been ravaged by a baseball bat, will be so frightened that his two hundred kilograms of fat will bounce in place when he sees this stick.

after all--

Psychological shadow.

"Did you bring this out before you left?"

After being surprised, Yi Lin couldn't help but frown.

He remembered that the villain's equipment seemed to be unable to be taken out of this world.

[Question Mark Scepter] is like this.

I don’t know why.

The only things Yi Lin brought out from Gotham City were the [Bat Suit·Change] and the [Bat Motorcycle].

[Bat Suit·Modified] It’s still useless that he can’t use.

That's why Yi Lin had this reaction when she saw Pan Xiaozheng taking out a stick.

Pan Xiaozheng was quite confused and not in the mood.

I just played with it casually and said casually: "No, it's smoked."

smoke?

Yi Lin: "...? Let me take a look?"

Pan Xiaozheng didn't worry that Yi Lin would snatch the stick away, and threw it directly towards Yi Lin.

Metal bats...are easier to buy than you think.

certainly.

This is also the reason why Yilin's strength attribute has improved a lot.

Harley Quinn's metal bat is full of pits, but there is a section at the end that looks smooth, as if it has been carefully polished over many years.

…

[Harley Quinn's best friend]

【Level】Epic

[Restrictions] Strength value is greater than 5.0, Luck value is greater than 5.0

[Durable] Cannot be worn

[Effect] Click to view details.

[Instructions] Click to view details.

…

"!"

Yi Lin expressionlessly threw "Harley Quinn's best friend" back to Pan Zhengyi.

Then said nothing.

Rushed into the bathroom.

five minutes later.

Yi Lin washed her hands thoroughly, a full 15 times.

Coming out of the bathroom, Pan Xiaozheng was still playing with his "good friend" boredly.

Well, I played for fifteen minutes.

Is it really that fun?

Yi Lin's face looked slightly strange.

"By the way, it's you who settles the score... What's your clearance rating?"

After asking, Yi Lin added: "If you find it inconvenient, you don't have to tell me, don't force it."

These are the secrets of the apostles.

Yi Lin didn't feel that she had a good relationship with Pan Zhengyi and Pan Xiaozheng.

He asked this just because he had some speculation about the previous copy, and he also needed to get some information from Pan Xiaozheng's mouth.

Pan Xiaozheng didn't seem to think this was a big deal. While throwing "Harley Quinn's best friend" around, he said casually: "The evaluation was B, but it was later promoted to A level. What happened?"

Grade A?

Yi Lin recalled Pan Zhengyi's performance in Gotham City.

Being promoted to level A means...

Pan Zhengyi only has one chance to receive a random reward?

etc.

Did you get the epic equipment in the trial with just one draw?

The corners of Yi Lin's eyes twitched slightly.

His expression was a bit dull.

"As I said before, this is your secret, and you don't have to tell it. But I still want to ask... before you can see the apostle panel, what is your... or Pan Zhengyi's lucky score?"

"8.6, what's wrong? Is it high?"

"It's not high...you can go to sleep."

"?"

"Go away, I want to be quiet."

…

…

In short, this is the little story Pan Xiaozheng has to tell.

After the attribute value skyrockets, there are indeed sequelae.

Unlike the rapid improvement of mental attributes, the improvement of strength and agility attributes in a short period of time will lead to uncoordinated physical activities.

After all, this is equivalent to a kind of supernatural power forcibly imposed on the "apostle" and cannot be obtained through little training.

It took several days.

Yi Lin finally became familiar with her enhanced body.

September 9, 2121.

Yi Lin is in the bathroom.

Don’t get me wrong, it’s not hand washing.

I saw Yi Lin gently making a cut on her finger with blood jasmine.

Blood gurgled out.

Yi Lin had no expression on her face. Instead, she opened the apostle panel and watched the recovery of health points and the speed of wound healing.

"Well, the experiment is almost done."

Yi Lin finished speaking and then raised her eyebrows.

call out--

A finger was cut off.

Three minutes later.

Yi Lin walked out of the bathroom.

Through 36 experiments of varying degrees, he roughly understood what happened to his body after strengthening the [Dionysus Factor (Incomplete)].

"Also...if you have time, you should send a tube of blood to Mengmeng for testing."

[Dionysian Factor (Incomplete)] The "unknown side effects" on the description always make Yi Lin feel a little uneasy.

But so far, no special side effects have been found.

However, the healing ability is not clearly stated in the attributes.

But after Yi Lin passed 36 tests on herself.

reached a conclusion.

The healing ability is not without consumption. What this ability consumes is his physical energy.

Human physical abilities are not digitized on the apostle panel.

In fact, it cannot be digitized.

But after activating the healing function several times in a row, Yi Lin clearly felt the fatigue coming from her body.

After a few more healings, my whole body felt like it had been hollowed out.

This is a bit helpless.

But all in all, [Dionysus Factor (Incomplete)] is worthy of being an A-level enhancement, half a level higher than the breathing method [Killing Skill] that Yi Lin learned in Guiwu Mountain.

This greatly improved Yilin's survivability.

Yi Lin put away the blood jasmine.

Being bored, Yi Lin casually opened the communication list.

At this time, Yi Lin noticed that Li Changge had also set "Do Not Disturb" on his profile picture.

Because Li Changge was too noisy before, after setting Do Not Disturb, Yi Lin didn't think about it for a while and put the matter behind her.

Yi Lin opened Li Changge's chat interface.

After omitting a lot of nonsense before.

The last message was actually two days ago.

What is inconsistent with Li Changge's usual style is that this message from two days ago is unexpectedly concise and concise.

Only four words——

"Boss, help!"