Chapter 88 The King Who Committed Suicide

Chapter 88 The King Who Committed Suicide!

One hour later.

Wu Xiaode had already flown out of the coastline and was flying over the vast ocean.

According to the navigation, he should be almost there.

He looked around and saw a rocky island.

Is it here?

Fei Niao took out his phone and took a look.

Yes, it is here.

He flew down and turned into a human again, looking around.

The whole island was only as big as a football field, and there seemed to be nothing except the rocks on the ground.

Strange.

It is here!

The Book of the Dead opened automatically, showing a map.

It is indeed this island.

There is a striking red mark on the back of the island, with the following words written on the side:

"The red mark is the last safe house underground, and its access code is:"

"734876X34235SG12P"

"Locker code: D76892V19652537"

"Safe house coordinates: 32°20′N, 64°45′W;"

"Underground: 135.12 meters."

Yes, the target is 135.12 meters underground!

But how to get down?

He walked around the island and found the red mark.

Pushing aside the pile of rocks on the ground, Wu Xiaode suddenly found a rusty iron door hidden underneath.

The iron door seemed to be embedded in the ground, tightly closed, and no one knew what method was needed to open it.

There was a microphone icon painted on the iron door, which had become a little blurry after years of erosion.

Wu Xiaode looked up at the Book of the Dead.

Access code...

He cleared his throat and read: "734876X34235SG12P."

Waited for a moment.

Boom boom--

The iron door opened automatically, revealing a dilapidated passageway leading downwards.

Wu Xiaode walked in.

The iron door immediately closed tightly behind him.

Boom!

The echo continued to ring, and it took a while for it to return to calm.

No light.

It was dark all around.

Wu Xiaode released the magic mist of silence, and the whole person was shrouded in the magic mist, and continued to walk down.

Soon he came to a corridor.

There was a long row of lockers next to the corridor, and looking forward, there was an iron door.

Lockers...

Wu Xiaode walked to the row of lockers and clicked "Get Items" on the access interface.

A keyboard popped up soon, asking him to enter the password.

Wu Xiaode glanced at the Book of the Dead and quickly entered a line of passwords:

D76892V19652537.

——I really don’t know how those officers’ ghosts got these codes.

Beep, beep!

The locker made a sound.

Snap!

The door of a locker popped open.

There was a badge and a letter in the locker.

Wu Xiaode took out the letter first and opened it. Inside, he saw a few lines of small words written on a torn blank page:

"We won't live long."

"To fight this despair, today, all of us worked together to kill a 'participant', and even his soul was completely torn apart by us."

"Except for me, everyone chose to commit suicide."

"-This is to keep the secret."

"After all, this is the only hope."

"I am responsible for putting the 'participant' badge here for future generations."

"As a necromancer, I will preserve my soul and find a way to select the right person from among the awakened humans."

"If you see this letter, it proves that I have chosen you."

"Go, go and see the truth of this world."

"If you can, please do something."

"Even if-"

"For yourself."

"PS: Wear the 'participant' badge, and you can activate its power by consuming 1 soul power every minute."

"It will let everyone know that you are a 'participant'."

Wu Xiaode reached out, took out the badge, and spread it in his palm to look at it carefully.

This is a square badge, which looks a bit like a mobile phone, but is only as long as a finger and as wide as two fingers.

There are a few lines of small words on the badge:

"Current scene: school."

"User: Protoss Empire."

School?

What does this mean?

Wu Xiaode put the badge on his chest.

Almost instantly, several lines of small icy words appeared on the Book of the Dead:

"You have consumed a little soul power and activated the 'Participant' badge."

"Current soul power: 3/11."

"You are a 'Participant'."

"Now you can enter the iron door."

Wu Xiaode pondered for a moment, strode towards the iron door and pushed it open.

Bang!

The door closed behind him.

Wu Xiaode found himself standing in a school classroom.

There were seven or eight people standing around.

Only one person was sitting on the podium, holding a cigar in his mouth and crossing his legs.

He had a full beard and his eyes were cold and fierce.

Opposite him, a young man covered in blood was held down by two people, kneeling on the ground, groaning in pain.

This young man had obviously been tortured, and there was no good flesh left on his body.

When Wu Xiaode appeared, everyone looked at him.

"He is a participant." Someone said.

"Ah, he is one of our own, so there is no need to worry about him. Let's continue." The man sitting on the podium flicked the ashes of his cigarette and said.

Everyone's eyes focused on the young man again.

"I'm really... just a high school student... Why do you want to hit me..."

The young man's face was filled with tears and he spoke in an innocent yet painful tone.

He kept vomiting blood from his mouth and looked like he was dying.

- He was even wearing a school uniform.

Everyone around laughed.

"Hahaha, he said he is a high school student!"

"Did you hear that?"

"Oh my God, this prison is so interesting. He actually thinks he is a high school student!"

Wu Xiaode didn't want to appear too unsociable, so he laughed loudly.

The Book of the Dead opened before his eyes:

"You spent some soul power and activated the 'Participant' badge."

"Current soul power: 2/11."

"You are a 'participant'."

One minute passed so quickly!

Wu Xiaode felt a little nervous.

Crow quietly appeared, landed on his shoulder, and whispered: "Be careful, these people are very unusual. If I give you soul power here, they will sense it immediately."

"I know." Wu Xiaode said.

The current minute has begun.

After this minute passes, there are still two minutes left.

He must figure things out within these three minutes, and then find a way to avoid these people.

Everyone laughed for a while.

The man sitting on the podium touched his beard, seemed a little uninterested, waved his hand and said:

"I've beaten him enough and tortured him enough. I think it's better to awaken his abilities quickly and take him back."

"A good idea, but once his ability is awakened, the punishment mechanism of the prison will be activated." Someone said.

"It's just asking for money. I'll pay him to awaken his ability." The man with a beard said.

Everyone gradually became serious.

Four men with powerful auras stepped forward, surrounded the young man, and chanted long spells.

The man with the beard whispered:

"Alfonso, you cruel king, now I want to take away your former great power and use it to create an empire that belongs to me."

The mantra is finished.

The young man still knelt on the ground without moving.

But a brilliant light suddenly burst out from his body and enveloped him.

He fell into some kind of confusion.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

The boy's expression and temperament changed.

"Pooh!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood and stared at the man on the podium opposite.

"You came to find me in the prison just to steal my abilities?" the young man said in a teasing tone.

Everyone looked at each other.

"This is wrong, why did you wake up the memory?" the man asked curiously.

The young man laughed: "My ability is so powerful, there must be someone who covets it, so I used my last strength to seal the ability in my memory. Once my ability is to be awakened, the memory must be awakened first -"

"Your plan has failed!"

"Alfonso, because of you, the entire Galaxy Fleet was destroyed. This is all your fault." The man said.

The young man laughed and said, "Poor little boy, how are you doing now? Do you still have a sense of justice when you are a slave?"

Snapped!

He was slapped.

The man roared angrily: "The Protoss Empire did conquer us, but our life is much better than before - if you hadn't opposed them with all your strength, my father and sister wouldn't have died on the battlefield. It's all your fault!"

The young man said with heavy eyes: "Let me guess, are you now free to buy and sell organs? All kinds of mental poisons are no longer prohibited? As long as people sell their dignity, they can go to the Protoss Empire to work as a low-level worker? The country's Are all the mineral veins controlled by the Protoss Empire? Let me tell you, you are finished."

"Shut up! At least we are still alive, and you are thrown into prison!" the man said sternly.

"My only failure was that I was overconfident when I was besieged," the young man sneered, "and you betrayed everyone in exchange for your own temporary safety - maybe you deceived yourself, but one day, you will know The consequences of being a dog.”

"Go! Take away his abilities!" the man shouted loudly.

Seven or eight men stepped forward together, taking out strange devices one after another and trying to put them on the young man.

"Don't think about it." The young man said calmly.

He stood still.

puff!

Streams of blood spurted out from his body.

The young man slowly lowered his gaze.

His eyes were full of disdain, he looked down at everyone, and uttered the last word:

"Idiots."

His head hit the ground hard.

he died.

There was silence.

Several men looked at each other and said in fear: "Sir, I didn't have time..."

"Forget it, he would rather die than give up his power," the man stood up from the podium and said in a half-hearted voice, "This place will be used by the demons soon, let's go."

"Kill Alfonso, the stars will be satisfied." One person said.

"Of course, there are people watching this matter."

"It's successfully completed."

Everyone quickly agreed.

Their figures gradually disappeared and disappeared from the classroom.

One minute left!

Wu Xiaode walked to the headless body of the boy and looked at him carefully.

The soul in this body looks like the monarch of a high-level human civilization!

Even such a person is imprisoned in the prison of sin.

Tsk.

Then, who am I?

Wu Xiaode was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and suddenly remembered another thing.

This is a parallel world three years later.

When I return to my own world -

In our world, can I find him first?

Once such a person awakens, he must have extremely powerful power.

Humanity needs awakeners!

Wu Xiaode immediately groped the boy's body.

A line of ice crystal small characters counting down appeared on the Book of the Dead:

"15 seconds left!"

"Please pay attention."

"Countdown 14 seconds!"

"13,"

"12,"

"11,"

"10,"

Wu Xiaode pulled his hand out of the boy's pocket.

He found a note.

It read:

"Teacher Zhang:"

"I need to take a day off to go to the hospital because I am not feeling well. Please approve it."

"Student applying for leave: Li Kunlun."

"Class: Senior 3 (Class 5)."

Good!

That's it!

Wu Xiaode took the leave slip and turned around to run as fast as he could, returned to the iron gate, pushed it open and walked out.

Time is up!

Bang!

The iron gate closed tightly.