Irritated beyond measure, Chuzheng turned around before the next wave of arrows and knocked Xie Shu unconscious with a chop of her hand.
Xie Shu: “…”
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All the candles in the passage had been extinguished. Chuzheng dragged Xie Shu forward in the dark, walking for a long time without seeing the end.
What kind of cursed place is this.
Chuzheng threw away Xie Shu and leaned against the wall to catch her breath.
Her shoulder wound became more severe; now her entire arm felt numb and the bleeding wouldn’t stop.
This injury was a bit strange; she had already treated it once, and yet it seemed to have no effect—the blood hadn’t been stemmed.
Unable to figure out what was happening, Chuzheng couldn’t be bothered with it.
Too much blood loss?
Oh.
No worries, if I die, I’ll just rewind.
After experiencing several rewinds, Chuzheng had become fearless.
How does that saying go?
Only zero affairs—no, zero rewinds, and countless rewinds.
Chuzheng had decided that once she encountered the Grand Imperial Princess, she would take her down first to vent her frustration.
[Miss, I need to remind you.]
Chuzheng: “…”
Bastard, shut up, I don’t want to listen!
[But I still have to remind miss, if you rewind more than three times in any plane, you’ll be sent back to the starting point.] The King’s Account was very conscientious, insisting on speaking out even when Miss was fierce towards it!
Chuzheng the pitiful asked warily, “What do you mean?”
I understand each word you say when they’re separate.
But when put together, why does it seem that I can’t comprehend?
Bastard, I’m giving you one chance to explain yourself clearly, word by word.
[…]The King’s Account, intimidated by the aggressive aura Chuzheng was giving off, meekly replied: [I mean, going back to the plane you first experienced.]
Back to the very, very beginning?
Bastard, is this damn thing a devil?
After finally getting this far, how could I rewind back?
Absolute no!
Stubbornness from a little pitiable
[Exactly, Miss, it’s not allowed. So please don’t rewind, alright! Let’s squander our money freely, forget about all those messy things; with money, you truly can do whatever you want!] The King’s Account flattered.
Chuzheng wasn’t paying any attention to what the King’s Account was saying.
She kept a straight face, mulling introspectively, “Even if I rewind once now, I’d still be able to take down the Grand Imperial Princess twice, huh!”
What a bargain!
Can’t waste a good opportunity!
No, wait…
During the first plane, I rewound so many times, why didn’t the Bastard remind me then?
[Miss, you were already at the starting point in the first one.]
Chuzheng: “…” Damn thing!!
[…]It’s being scolded again!
So angry, the King’s Account went offline in a huff.
Chuzheng had no desire to move either and rested against the wall.
Phew…
Chuzheng felt something blowing air beside her, cold and eerie, carrying a musty, damp smell.
Gazing into the darkness, Chuzheng saw nothing.
She fumbled to the side, didn’t find Xie Shu, but instead touched something sticky, like tree roots.
Chuzheng tossed away whatever it was and sprang up.
What, what is this thing!?
Phew…
A chill ran down Chuzheng’s neck as if something was blowing cold air into it.
Chuzheng turned around and threw a punch.
Something moved in the darkness, and Chuzheng’s fist hit nothing.
A flash of silver darted from her sleeve, a faint light twinkled in the dark, and Chuzheng could vaguely see a shadow standing two meters away from her.
The shadow was half a person tall, with countless roots spreading from its body, covering the ground.
Chuzheng: “…”
That’s, that’s disgusting!
What kind of monstrosity is this!
Chuzheng flicked her fingers in the air, silver light entangled the shadow, she raised her arm to the side, and the silver light smashed the shadow against the nearby wall.
That scared the hell out of me!