Transforming Succubus: Almost Doomsday

But the next second, frantic emotions surged, and Lan Dong roared:

"Where is Huang Miu!"

"Lan, Huang, Qing, Chi, Zi, Hei... Bai!"

It was as if he had momentarily suppressed the illness, but then it rebounded on him the next second.

Zhou Baiyu wanted to maintain distance—

But the next second, he felt a terrifying suction force!

"Damn, the delay effect is about to end!"

"Shit, sorry about this!"

With the delay time about to end, Zhou Baiyu could only think of one way to get vicious!

He hugged Lan Dong, and started pounding on him.

Fists fell like raindrops, catching Lan Dong in a flurry of blows.

According to the rules, if one could counter-attack the source of the damage during the effect delay, there was a chance to become immune to the damage.

So Zhou Baiyu had no choice but to launch an attack on Lan Dong.

He did not want to be sucked into the Brain Hole World.

Lan Dong was punched repeatedly in the head and seemed dazed as well.

But perhaps the physical therapy gave him moments of clarity in his brain.

Lan Dong seemed to recall something, at this moment... he suddenly shouted a word.

To be precise, it was after the phrase—"Lan, Huang, Qing, Chi, Zi, Hei... Bai!"—to which he added a word.

A word Ye.

This stunned both Zhou Baiyu and Lan Dong at the same time.

Ye.

The last word of the previous sentence was Bai, and after Bai, a Ye was added.

Together, these two characters were the very name that Zhou Baiyu cared a great deal about.

Holy Sanctuary, Huang Miu, Savior, Scientist, Bai Ye...

All these elements combined like a bolt of lightning striking Zhou Baiyu's head.

In the moment he was frozen— the Brain Hole sucked him in.

On the streets of Linxiang City, Lan Dong fell back into confusion.

He lowered his head, looked at his palms, and murmured:

"Bai Ye! It was you who did this!"

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...

Pain.

When Zhou Baiyu awoke, he found himself in a room that looked very much like a gym storage closet.

He touched the back of his head.

Clearly, he had been hit hard upon entering the Brain Hole World.

But no matter the pain, his attention was drawn to something else:

"Bai Ye."

"This is indeed something I had not anticipated. One of the two people I know with the surname Bai actually comes from the Holy Sanctuary?"

"This could explain a few things, but it also raises more questions."

"Bai Ye existed before the end of the world in the Advanced World. So what is Huang Miu's real age?"

"If the seven color-coded people all come from the same era, doesn't it mean... they've been around from version 1.0 of the Advanced World right up to version 2.0?"

"The puzzles are multiplying."

Zhou Baiyu rubbed his head, his consciousness gradually clearing:

"I have ultimately been absorbed into this Lan Dong's Brain Hole. But I should not be dead yet, right?"

Zhou Baiyu tried to summon his inventory.

He discovered that he could still use his items.

"I can mutate, use items... then theoretically, I should also be able to return, right?"

"As long as I survive the twenty-four hours and the Pioneer achieves the requirements, I would be compelled by the rules to return."

"Now, the results of my exploration in this Brain Hole World will determine the level of my clearance rating."

"Lan Dong's Brain Hole World – in other words, I've entered his mind? Then there must be something that can interpret some of his memories, right?"

Zhou Baiyu got up, making no sound, not even bothering to dust himself off.

He felt that the touch, smell, and light in this room were all so real.

This was nowhere close to just images in the mind; it was an incredibly real world.

"A storage room, it looks like the kind seen in those Japanese films for the scene of a female teacher punishing a disobedient male student."

"So I must be in a school? Once I open the door, it should be the school's indoor gym, right?"

The radar was still functional.

It would continue until the end of this conscription, Zhou Baiyu found that on the small map radar, there was a red dot nearby.

He tiptoed to the door, ready to peer through the crack to see what was happening outside.

At the same time, in a hospital ward—

A patient got out of bed, his eyes filled with confusion.

"How strange, my avatars seem to be scattered across many different worlds..."

"Some are in schools, some in companies, and others in prisons..."

"Why am I in a hospital?"

The patient in the ward was none other than the Seamer.

The Seamer, possessing countless avatars, felt connected to them as usual, making him feel as if he were in many places at once.

The architecture of these places was peculiar.

For instance, outside the ward wasn't the hospital corridor; it's quite possible that upon opening the door, one might find themselves on a highway.

And if you enter the convenience store by the highway, you might find yourself in a hotel suite.

The world was in utter chaos. The Seamer wanted to leave, but couldn't find any entrance or exit.

He opened the door, and sure enough, he did not appear in the hospital's hallway but in an arcade.

Meanwhile—

The Seamer heard a sound, the noise of a door being opened.

"Someone's coming? Time to do some sewing."

In that moment, the Seamer revealed his original form; all his stitched parts unfurled and compressed into a "face."

Although prepared to stitch the other person, the Seamer knew his appearance was too horrible. If he didn't adjust it, the moment the other person saw him, they would—realize he was no kind entity.

So the Seamer transformed back into his original form as a young boy, all the sewn parts forcibly suppressed, hidden by loose clothing, barely noticeable even upon closer inspection.

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...

Even though the radar showed a red dot, Zhou Baiyu listened carefully to the sounds outside the room and noticed nothing amiss.

"How odd."

"The target should be close, but with my current third-stage Advanced World's perception, I can't hear any noise. Even for a different walker, it shouldn't be this weak, right?"

He couldn't stay trapped in this room forever.

It wasn't that there was any danger at this stage, but if he didn't figure out a way to explore this world more, he wouldn't be able to gather intelligence about the Holy Sanctuary.

Also, he wouldn't be able to obtain more clues to exchange for a higher clearance score.

Zhou Baiyu could only open the door.

The moment he opened the door, Zhou Baiyu thought he would see a scene like a gymnasium.

But he never imagined that upon opening the door, the lights and shadows he saw would be those of an arcade.

Doll machines, various arcade machines, and motion-sensing game consoles...

All the things were displayed here, Zhou Baiyu's first impression was that it seemed quite ordinary.

He was just curious whether he had accidentally used the Key of Randomness?

How did he suddenly move from a school storeroom to a completely unrelated arcade?

His attention should have lingered on the various devices in the arcade for a while longer.

But before the information on those devices surfaced, he saw on the small map—a red dot.

The next second, Zhou Baiyu turned abruptly and saw a calm-faced teenager standing behind him.

This was a teenager Zhou Baiyu had never seen before.

But for some reason, he felt a strong sense of familiarity.

As if subconsciously, he thought of a rainy night and a pile of trash.

Zhou Baiyu became alert.

Meanwhile, the Seamer had planned to launch a surprise attack instantly, but for some reason, upon seeing Zhou Baiyu, the Seamer suddenly recalled certain images.

Sunlight on the balcony, game controllers, laughter that was happy and peaceful.

In an instant, the Seamer felt that he didn't want to sew this guy up after all.

He had a murderous intent. To be precise, it was the desire to torture the other to death.

It was a profound reaction; in this version, the Seamer had not yet exchanged memories with Zhou Baiyu, but upon seeing him, there seemed to be a special reaction, triggering some baseless associations.

Zhou Baiyu did not immediately realize that the person was the Seamer.

But the feeling he got from the other was that of someone who had struggled to survive in difficult apocalyptic times, and such people... were often not good news.

Some things, not realized at first, do not mean they are never realized.

Zhou Baiyu watched the Seamer warily.

Murderous intent was also surfacing in the Seamer's eyes.

It seemed... Zhou Baiyu was just a step away from guessing the Seamer's identity.