Chapter 118: Inheritance
As soon as Lu Jinzhao thought that part of the reason she was now fleeing in such a sorry state was because of the parchment, she became furious, let alone mentioning any transaction.
“Unless I’m about to die right now, don’t even think about it.”
【But you are indeed about to die right now.】
The parchment was very calm.
It felt that Lu Jinzhao’s other soul was already within easy reach.
She was already at the end of her rope, wasn’t she?
Her blood had drained dry, the ghost was right behind her, without any help from her teammate, and without any other supernatural items, with the ghost getting closer and closer, what else could she do?
Cut off her finger?
She didn’t have the strength right now to sever her own finger bone.
Moreover, with this ghost’s intensity, even a finger bone wouldn’t delay it for long.
She had only just stepped out of the old house door, and there was still some distance to the train!
Even based on its understanding of Lu Jinzhao, it thought she might directly dig out one of her own eyes, but what would that achieve?
The parchment felt that this soul was already in the bag.
And Lu Jinzhao was indeed walking down a dead-end path as it had thought.
After stepping out of the old house, the surroundings plunged into complete darkness, with only the warm light emanating from the nearby train, but she was still about seventy or eighty meters away from the train.
The distance, which wasn’t far, had become an uncrossable chasm.
Because she clearly sensed that the ghost had followed her out.
Because it was no longer suppressed by the wooden box, the ghost’s speed was getting faster and faster.
But Lu Jinzhao had no way to make herself faster.
From the parchment’s attitude, she confirmed that it also thought she was at the end of her rope.
Suddenly, Lu Jinzhao turned her head back and looked at the ghost behind her.
The red lantern hanging at the old house door provided her with the last bit of line of sight; she saw the terrifying face of “Master,” saw Ji Xiangchen’s bluish-purple corpse, and smelled the scent of death right in front of her.
She was confirming the distance.
Very close—Master’s hand was already raised; in another two or three seconds, it could grab her.
Because she had thrown the shadow puppet onto Huo Ye, the shadow puppet that had been confronting and hindering her turned to entangle Huo Ye instead, which allowed Lu Jinzhao, without the wooden box as support, to not be immediately caught up by Master.
But that was the extent of it.
“Do you think I have no way out?”
A mocking smile appeared on Lu Jinzhao’s face.
She withdrew her line of sight, gripped the sharp knife in her hand, and then unhesitatingly plunged it into her own abdomen.
To be honest, this was somewhat difficult; in the past, when Lu Jinzhao saw people from a certain country committing seppuku on television, she had thought it was too terrifying, and she had never imagined she would have this day.
However, she wasn’t doing it to commit suicide, but to survive.
Thanks to her already having little pain sensation, the boost from her extreme will to survive, and the platform’s “martial arts practice” setting, she actually managed to slash open her own abdomen.
Then, Lu Jinzhao unhesitatingly stuffed the wooden box inside.
No blood? Didn’t she still have her internal organs?
Five viscera and six bowels—the wooden box could eat as much as it wanted, as long as it could block the ghost behind her.
【.】
The parchment suddenly fell silent.
Meanwhile, Lu Jinzhao felt her body rapidly becoming “lighter.”
The ghost behind her seemed to encounter some invisible obstacle, its steps suddenly slowing down sharply.
Huo Ye, who had run out right after her, was covered in blood; he looked in astonishment at the scene ahead where Lu Jinzhao was approaching the train door while the ghost was unable to catch up, feeling extremely surprised.
“If you had this ability, you should have said so earlier!”
At this moment, he only felt that Lu Jinzhao might be the friend of some big shot?
She might possess some very powerful supernatural item to complete the mission without being killed by “Master.”
“Looks like I can’t hold it against her for using me as a shield.”
Huo Ye gritted his teeth, feeling somewhat unwilling, but could only endure it.
Soon, he watched as Lu Jinzhao ran faster and faster, successfully reaching the train door before the ghost could catch up, smoothly stepping into the train, which meant she had fully completed the mission and was safe.
However, “Master,” which had followed her to the train door, was utterly unable to board the train, not even daring to stay in the area beyond the light from the train door.
“This is bad.”
Huo Ye realized that to board the train, he would have to pass by “Master”!
Having experienced many missions, he knew full well that Master wouldn’t just watch him pass by!
“Damn… Do I really have to use it?”
Huo Ye felt heartbroken; the two shadow puppets entangling him had already wasted quite a bit of his spiritual power, and now facing Master, he had no choice but to pull out his most powerful supernatural item to save his life.
“It only has two uses left.”
But he also understood that to survive, he couldn’t skimp.
As long as he stayed alive, he could enhance his fate’s intensity at a suitable platform later, which was far more important than any supernatural prop.
He just hadn’t planned to use this item in a B-grade instance.
Lu Jinzhao, who had already boarded the train, didn’t know that Huo Ye had imagined a powerful backer for her.
She was slumped in her own seat, repairing her body.
Her wrist no longer had the red rope; she had removed it the moment she boarded.
After removing it, she even froze for about four or five seconds before slowly realizing that she should repair her body first.
Her brain had become extremely sluggish.
After barely repairing enough to be able to move, Lu Jinzhao didn’t just lie on the train floor but struggled to get up and move herself to her seat.
She didn’t check how much was left on her train ticket, only because her brain was still buzzing.
To put it bluntly, Lu Jinzhao felt that she had just been no different from a skeleton.
“This repair might cost a lot of money.”
She felt heartbroken and wasn’t willing to check the cost right away.
She saw the wound on her abdomen wriggling as it healed, a somewhat horrific sight; Lu Jinzhao hesitated, then reached out to touch her pocket—the parchment was indeed back—so she made no further moves.
The wooden box was still inside her body, but she chose not to take it out.
【？】
Seeing this, the parchment sent a question mark.
【That’s a ghost—you’re just leaving it inside your body?】
The parchment was baffled.
Lu Jinzhao blinked, didn’t reply, but thought to herself, what’s wrong with that?
Using the wooden box required cutting the skin or severing a limb each time, but that was too much trouble, and in a critical situation, there might not be time.
But keeping it inside her body was different.
When she wanted to use it, she just needed to discard the parchment.
Plus, with the bell and the parchment that automatically returned to her as safeguards, Lu Jinzhao judged that leaving the wooden box inside her body was the better approach.
While thinking, Lu Jinzhao noticed a newspaper appearing in front of her again.
She picked up the newspaper, and the first thing that caught her attention was a line of text.
【Congratulations, you have successfully completed the mission and returned to the train alive, obtaining the qualification to purchase your current fate.】
【Purchase?】
