Weird Regulator

We are in a foreign country, but fortunately we have the wind and snow to keep us company.

Ji Li is a person who always knows what he wants most.

Based on this, everything he does and everything he says will have a unique purpose.

If others can't understand it, it just means they don't understand him well enough.

Fang Shenyan could roughly guess part of it, so he let Ji Li's behavior go and let him try it boldly.

The newcomers in the van were still horrified by Gao Liangping's attack.

It's just that there is not much sympathy for this man, but more fear of death, and even more worry that such a thing will happen to him.

The sun could no longer be seen in the dense forest, and the lack of sunlight made Ji Li think it was already dusk.

But in fact it is only 2:27 in the afternoon.

When he was bored, he heard a thick gasp, as if a man had just woken up from the severe pain of a nightmare.

Gao Liangping woke up. The moment he opened his eyes, his expression was a little dazed, and he immediately glanced at his empty lower body.

An extremely indescribable expression crowded every wrinkle on his face.

There is fear, surprise, pain, and mostly helplessness.

He looked leisurely at the other person in the room, who had been sitting here for a long time.

"Thanks……"

Ji Li just opened his sleepy eyes. He knew Gao Liangping would wake up and had been waiting for this moment.

"You're welcome, because that's not a good thing for you."

Gao Liangping received this cold answer and nodded with a numb face.

He knew very well that even if the ghost didn't come to him again today, he would never survive.

Not to mention his current physical condition, even if he could hold on, without his legs, he would be a disabled person.

Who will take care of him, who can take him away.

Death is certain, even though there are actually less than three days until the end of the mission, for him, it is as long as a lifetime.

It was his fate to die in pain and helplessness.

"If you are willing, help me once before you die."

Ji Li's voice was very soft, as light as the smoke on his fingertips at the moment, mixed into the wind.

Gao Liang stared straight at the ceiling, there was nothing there.

"I promise you, store manager..."

Ji Li took a deep breath, then took out another cigarette from the box and handed it to Gao Liangping's mouth.

His heart was calm, and he didn't have many emotions about life and death. Gao Liangping was just a passerby and his pawn to him.

That's all.

"It's my plan to save you and let you survive in this state.

During the action in the Rubik's Cube Building, I realized that this ghost is very artistic in killing people.

Including that when you die later, all your limbs should be broken off and put into a weird dance posture.

Of course, maybe you don't have to die.

I don't know how much the ghost's ability will be limited by the hotel after the mission starts, if it doesn't have the ability to heal the injuries on your legs.

Then it will most likely not take action against you, allowing you to survive in this way, and not be attacked again for more than sixty hours thereafter.

Of course, the premise is that we can create a standard human form. "

This was Ji Li's plan. He had already thought about it from the moment he jumped out of the car.

During the operation in the Rubik's Cube Building before the mission started, the ghost had a special killing method. It would not kill people with damaged or even mutilated bodies.

But after the mission began, before Junye Takayama died, his wounds did not heal.

So, there is no way to know whether the ghost has really been deprived of its ability to heal, or whether it is due to some reason of its own.

Therefore, in fact, what happened with Gao Liangping was just an experiment.

Now Gao Liangping, no matter from any angle, will definitely become the priority target of ghosts.

And Ji Li can judge whether the wound has any impact on the way the ghost kills people through the subsequent attacks.

If it were true, then he would immediately cut off his own ear and throw it into the fire to be burned.

If there was no impact, then when Gao Liangping was killed, he could escape unscathed.

For Ji Li, this action was beneficial to him without any harm.

The saint's reason and the devil's indifference, two completely contradictory emotions, are the representatives of Ji Li.

He has no humanity, but no one is qualified to accuse him.

After all, when Gao Liangping was attacked, no matter what the purpose, only Ji Li took action to save him.

But everyone knows that relying on help alone will reach your limit.

Gao Liangping listened to Ji Li's plan indifferently and nodded slowly. The pain on his body continued to torture his nerves.

But gradually, a smile appeared on his face.

"I, Gao Liangping, have lived for fifty-eight years, and this will be the end of my life.

When I was twenty-three years old, my iron rice bowl was gone, and I became one of the first batch of people laid off...

My friends around me all went to the south one by one. It is said that the development there is very good and people can make more money than they can spend in several lifetimes. It is a number that makes me tremble when I hear it.

Unfortunately, not everyone has the ability to go to sea and make so much money.

I stayed in that small border town in the northeast. "

Gao Liangping has always lived a numb life, including the fact that he is not far from death now, and the words he speaks also reveal the powerlessness of life.

Every speck of dust from a generation falls on an individual like a mountain.

"When my wife died at the age of forty-six, people said it was me who forced her to death, but I actually understand.

She had breast cancer, but she never told me and just put it off, while I always knew but pretended not to know.

Because I really can’t afford the treatment...

Whether the family is broken up and everyone is destroyed, or whether the family is not broken down and everyone is destroyed...

Back then, I chose the latter. "

Only when he said this, Gao Liangping shed a line of turbid tears in the corners of his eyes, as if for someone like him who was at the bottom of the dust, his tears were all dirty.

"I also have a son, and I want to support him. The family really cannot be broken...

My son is very proud and has been admitted to a university in Shanming City, which is said to be a national priority.

I followed.

I want to be happy, but I can't be happy no matter what.

Because the only relative in the world hates me, hates why I always knew but refused to save his mother, hates why I can't be rich and powerful like other fathers, so that his mother will not die!

Cough cough cough…

If he saves his mother, he will have no future...

The family is broken up and everyone is destroyed, or the family is not broken down and everyone is destroyed...

Ji Li...

Store manager...

If it were you, what would you choose? "

Ji Li didn't say a word. He could understand the story because it was a real life.

But he couldn't make a choice because he didn't have a home.

I don’t even understand the meaning behind this word.

It's just that when he looked at this man who was only fifty-eight years old but had already aged into eighty-five, he gradually felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

“You don’t have to make a choice anymore.

If you die today, your son, I will prevent him from facing life disasters that he cannot choose because of poverty. "

Gao Liangping struggled and raised his palms, his eyes almost bulging out of his sockets.

"Thanks……"

Gao Liangping's body became more and more rigid, and at the break of his legs, a pair of legs appeared out of thin air, and flesh and blood were morphing out.

Death is still coming, no matter what kind of life you have experienced in the past.

Ji Li stood up slowly, left the cigarette case and lighter on the ground, and turned around to leave.

The moment the door was pushed open, Ji Li saw the ruthless wind and snow.

At the moment when the first clerk actually died, it started snowing again.

This is my characteristic. If you think that using two chapters to write the death of a cannon fodder that is not even a supporting character is watery and procrastinating, then don’t complain. This is also where I differ from similar books.

I prefer writing about people. Within the scope that I can control, I try to write characters that everyone can remember, even if Gao Liangping is just a cannon fodder, officially certified.

His character was destined from the beginning to be insensitive to life or life and death, and he was good at compromising, making do, and accepting things.

From the very beginning of the hot pot plot, I hinted that with just a little effort, you can get the meat in your mouth.

But his choice was to follow Ji Li's arrangements.

I'm not saying that the tragedy of his life is due to his unwillingness to strive.

Readers, please remember that this is not a fantasy novel. Horror is a tragedy of human nature and life.

Therefore, the real reason for the tragedy of Gao Liangping's life is his inability to face reality. The reason why he lives like this is not because of his weak character, but because he really has no ability, and that's all.

People have their own destiny and cannot force it. This is my consistent approach to character design.

I’ve said too much, but current online articles don’t support this way of writing, so I won’t write too much and get back to the topic.