Chapter 8, Dialing

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Tick-tock

Laughter erupted on the other end of the phone

Gu Shen held the ruler in one hand and wiped his cheek with the other. The flames surged violently, and the only door leading to the rooftop had been shattered. As for the person who broke that door... they are now in every direction on the rooftop.

What?

Indeed, it is a deal made with the devil

He doubts the images that his eyes perceive

It was he who brought about his own demise

Gu Shen smiled and said, "Can I interpret this as a compliment?"

is.

"A little bit of side effects." The orange cat repeated the words "a little bit" calmly and said, "To summon the wind and rain like a god, one must always pay some price, mustn't one?"

The final rainfall has drained all his spirit. At this moment, Gu Shen can no longer accurately determine the intensity of the rain as he did when he first envisioned the domain of blades. However, judging by the roaring momentum of this heavy rain, extinguishing the fiery tide should not be a problem

Gu Shen's gaze was filled with confusion; he could no longer hold onto this ruler firmly. The sound of Chu Ling's voice entered his ears, which had once again transformed into the meowing of a cat. Heavy rain fell, and he leaned against the wall, gradually losing consciousness.

For Gu Shen, a second feels as long as an hour

The raindrops fell with a splattering sound

Those who wish to end their own lives have two options: images and books

However, what I see now is completely contrary to what I saw before; I am slender and not tall.

How could this possibly be an ordinary person

Gu Shen sighed deeply, feeling as if all the strength in his body was being drained away. It seemed as though he had experienced a century of time, yet in reality, only 20 seconds had passed in the real world

At that time, he heard the sound of the door panel corroding ... He must possess a similar power, so the instigator of this arson case is also him

You truly are a ... ... madman

Only burn him alone

"This is what I did ... ... "

Blood falls

You ... ... damn it ... ...

This power, rather than being a divine gift, is more akin to a transaction made with the devil... As you grasp the power and gaze into the abyss, the abyss is also gazing back at you

What follows is a lengthy confusion

Fear of oneself ... ... or is it this ruler

The silver light of the Measure of Truth suddenly erupted, and this blazing radiance swiftly collided with the darkness at the end of the corridor

Gu Shen wiped the blood from his cheek and silently watched the second "pursuer" who appeared at the edge of his vision, shocked by the bloody scene.

On the rooftop, the youth from m.hetushu.com, with countless blades suspended behind him and a ruler in hand, gazed coldly at himself; merely gazing brought an invisible sense of oppression upon him

He can clearly see the angle at which every sheet flutters on the rooftop, can discern every fleeting shape of the flames, can perceive everything within his line of sight, and can sense all the living beings around him

After the transaction concludes, one will not only revert to their original state but also descend into hell

This flame does not spread

The power possessed by the person I just killed should be something like enhanced physical strength... This can be seen from the scene of breaking through the door lock

Gu Shen felt a bit of a headache, a true headache, with pain both inside and out

Hello ... ... '' Gu Shen squeezed out his last bit of strength and asked with difficulty, `` Is it me ... ... ''

Under the power of the measure of truth, the extraordinary being endowed with incredible strength seems to have been reduced to an ant

What kind of joke is this

Tick-tock

This flame, which is completely inconsistent with规律 and cognition, slowly extinguished.

After the fire has burned out, only fatigue remains

Whoosh ! ! !

This is a fierce yet gentle consuming blaze, burning solely upon him— even when the man collides with the stacked wooden planks in the corner, it merely scatters a few dim sparks that extinguish in an instant

Gu Shen looked at the disheveled door panel lying in front of him, along with the blood clots, and a thought crossed his mind

After 20 seconds

The fingers gripping the ruler began to tremble violently, a pain akin to being pricked by needles surged forth, overwhelming like a tide. He gasped for breath, yearning for fresh air, perhaps due to the intense heat of the flames, his chest felt so constricted that he could hardly breathe

Gu Shen discerned the meaning behind the other person's gaze

Gu Shen gazed slowly into the distance

Of course! The person on the other end of the phone laughed happily: "Any huge trouble can be resolved!"

Gu Shen's lips were parched, and he no longer had the strength to be surprised as he helplessly watched the orange cat dial the number for him

The orange cat sighed, its small head burrowing into his embrace, and it retrieved a mobile phone.

Although this scene is absurd, it falls within the scope of the measure of truth

He resembles a pot of withered greenery, experiencing a long drought followed by a gentle rain, or perhaps one that has faced a long drought only to be met with a torrential downpour

He is in fear

After grasping the measure of truth, thoughts become clear, yet also numb

Miracle

The terrified man suddenly caught fire, letting out a piercing scream as he frantically beat at himself, even rolling on the ground. He attempted to extinguish the flames, but the fire erupted instantly, engulfing him like a tidal wave.

The sound has settled

This person has died

Gu Shen gazed at the scene, watching the flames surge and swell in the dark corridor, slowly extinguishing, ultimately turning to ashes... With each passing second, his thoughts were also consumed by the fire

Time has begun to slow down

The orange cat meowed

The dome above the rooftop, shrouded in the haze of scorching tides, inexplicably gave rise to one dark cloud after another. These clouds quickly assembled and thickened within mere moments, ultimately enveloping the old building. Soon, strands of rain began to fall, followed by a continuous curtain of rain.

At the end of the corridor, I saw a small, thin man, pale-faced, trembling voice, transformed into a pool of shattered remains.

The second tone was connected

He slowly gazed at the silver ruler, and from the clear, water-like silver surface, he saw his own reflection at this moment. The face that should have been familiar appeared exceedingly strange, as it was filled with an overwhelming intent to kill.

The night turns into day

Is that true..." Gu Shen also smiled: "There were two terrifying guys who wanted to take me out, but I turned the tables on them. I suppose that counts as self-defense... Can you handle it?

"Killed so many people..."

Is all of this real

This time, the scene he envisioned was what he had just seen when he leaned over the rooftop... Because of that explosion, innocent people were trapped in the flames, reduced to ashes

Having completed these tasks, Gu Shen now finds himself in a state where even closing his eyes brings excruciating pain to his brain

During the long period of time at https://www.hetushu.com, countless thoughts have been fragmented, and the repeated inquiries yield consistent answers

What supports the manifestation of miracles is the self that holds the measuring rod ... In the depths of the unknown, my spirit has been used as fuel

I have encountered some trouble... Can you help me resolve it

Gu Shen chuckled hoarsely and said, "Thank you for reminding me"

The man is being burned

The overdrawn spirit constantly reminds Gu Shen that it is time to let go

The orange cat settled down quietly, not uttering a word, standing delicately on Gu Shen's shoulder like a small sparrow. Its eyes sparkled with ever-changing fluorescence, observing Gu Shen in this moment.

It should be this person who previously attempted to break into their own home

It is something both ethereal and truly existent

The previously scattered mental energy has been re-consolidated

In a certain sense, this is a miracle

That is a brash person

The laughter on the other end of the phone has faded away

Is it fear after all

But he did not release the ruler; instead, he continued to grip it tightly while slowly raising his head to gaze at the sky

Meow ... ...

One's own "thoughts" are also being consumed

Until the last breath, the arsonist, who screamed and howled, was reduced to ashes by the flames he ignited himself

Gu Shen heard his own voice gradually squeezing out from his chest

Gu Shenchang let out a long breath

The orange cat raised its head in unison with Gu Shen's movements

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