Su Mingan stopped for a moment, then turned and entered the room.

"Detective... Your Excellency." Alice's high fever persisted, and she began to talk nonsense: "Recently I have been dreaming that I will kill you with my own hands... Why do I have such a dream, I will try my best to forget it, forget it... "

  Su Mingan fed her medicine.

   "One day, I will beat you to the ground." Su Mingan said.

   "Then please...play lightly, I am most afraid of pain." Alice said.

   "You don't need to take good care of the lily garden in your backyard anymore." Su Mingan said, "Morgan has gone to the countryside to retire, and he doesn't want those lilies anymore."

   "Yes...is it..." Alice whispered: "But, I haven't had time yet... I haven't had time to say goodbye to the teacher..."

  Su Mingan put the saber beside him: "Okay, go to sleep."

  She pulled his sleeve tightly: "Mr. Detective...don't disappear suddenly again. It happens every time. You won't be here as soon as I sleep."

  Su Mingan wrung out the towel: "Alice, you are an adult, you can no longer rely on me. If one day I'm not here, you have to accept it... hiss."

  He felt a pain in his shoulder, Alice sat up from the bed, and bit down **** his shoulder.

  He immediately wanted to push her away, but found that her eyes were abnormal, and a bright red python pattern appeared in her pupils. There was an extremely crazy emotion in her eyes, which suddenly soared, which was not what she should have.

   "Alice...Alice! Sober!" Su Mingan stretched out his right hand and shook her shoulder.

  She is the one named by the eyes of the old days, not an ordinary child. It's just that Su Ming'an never knew what was so special about her.

   Now, Su Mingan finally saw her specialness for the first time—when she had a high fever and her mind was weak, her specialness began to appear. Now she looks like a completely different person, as if possessed by a demon.

  Alice's bite was ruthless and decisive, blood spilled from Su Mingan's shoulder, and even the fabric of the white shirt was bitten open. The blood gradually stained his shoulders red, and a strong attraction that even Su Mingan could feel began to linger in the room.

  —he almost forgot.

  He is qualified. No matter which game he is in, he is qualified. The blood of a qualified person is fatal to anyone.

   "Alice, wake up!" Su Mingan hesitated whether to pour cold water on her, but pouring cold water would make her seriously ill. If you use space vibration on her, you are afraid that she will be severely injured.

   At this moment of hesitation, Alice stretched out her hands full of sword calluses, and slammed Su Mingan against the cabinet. With a "bang", the porcelain bowls in the cupboard made a crisp sound of colliding. Her strength had surpassed his, and her ten fingers were like steel hoops.

  Su Mingan's right hand was firmly pinched by her, the palm lines and sword calluses of her fingers rubbed against him, the texture was rough and hard. There was a sharp pain in the shoulder, and blood dripped down the white shirt.

  She used more strength, bit down hard, and a stinging pain came.

  Su Mingan thought for a while, and stopped moving. He let her bite her shoulder, looking at the color in her eyes - it was a bright red python, reflected in her mirror-like eyes, it seemed that there was something sealed in her body.

   "If you are given enough blood, you can recover." Su Mingan whispered: "Then take it."

  He thought of the eldest prince's blood, even the mediocre and incompetent royal family could gain longevity with the eldest prince's blood. Now that there is a shortage of doctors and medicines, he can be her medicine. After all, he was the one who put her on this difficult path.

  He is just the trainer, she is the most important.

  His cheek was pressed against the cold glass cabinet, and his body gradually lost temperature.

  His fingers were getting colder and colder, but Alice's hands were getting hotter and hotter, as if they were going to burn. Her hot fingers pinched him tightly, as if seeking water, but also as if wanting a hug.

  The bright red python in her eyes became brighter and brighter, and the jet-black hair brushed Su Mingan's eyelashes with the summer wind outside the window, and brushed Su Mingan's white lips, like two entangled butterflies. It wasn't until Su Mingan gradually closed her eyes that the bright red in her eyes gradually faded away.

  The next moment, she let go of her hand as if waking up from a dream, her eyes were full of bewilderment.

   "I... what am I doing?"

   She wiped her lips, feeling dizzy, but subconsciously continued to swallow. This action made the panic on her face even heavier.

  Su Mingan slid on the ground, his shirt had completely turned red. There was the rustling of leaves outside the window, as if a hidden alien species had been attracted.

   "Click", "click", Alice quickly closed the windows to prevent the smell from spreading. Su Mingan sat on the bed and held his forehead. Fortunately, he was used to losing blood and did not faint directly.

  He glanced at the **** wound on his left shoulder and pulled his shirt up.

  Alice stood by the bed like a child who has done something wrong, not knowing what to say. This is the first time she has encountered this situation. She didn't know how to apologize to him, and this situation of not being able to control herself made her panic.

   "You... have recovered from your illness." Su Mingan said.

   "...Huh?" Alice was ready to face the storm, but what she got was not insults and reprimands, but this sentence.

   "As long as you get well." Su Mingan supported his forehead and said in a low voice, "You only have a box of antipyretics, save it for when I'm not around, and when I'm here... just treat me as medicine."

  He knew it wasn't Alice's fault. It was something abnormal about her that caused her to behave like this.

Alice's pupils trembled: "Recently, I have often heard the news that the Alien King is about to be born. You also said that I am not an ordinary child. Could it be that... the seal in my body is the Alien King? That's why I lost my mind? "

  Su Mingan's pupils trembled slightly.

  —he was actually considering the possibility.

  Alice's madness and pathology just now are not human at all. The bright red boa constrictor in her eyes also matched the mural he saw in the church—an angel beheading a boa constrictor. If the angel represents the good and righteous side, the python represents the evil alien king.

  As she grew older, the alien king began to break the seal, so the news spread that the alien king was about to appear.

  —The clues are exactly on point.

"Alice." Su Mingan supported her by the shoulders: "Listen well, except for this kind of high fever, you must control your reason at other times. Your guess is likely to be correct. I don't want the alien king Break the seal, and I don't want you to become someone I don't know."

   "...Okay." Alice nodded solemnly facing Su Mingan, who was covered in blood.

   However, she couldn't help but licked her lips, as if she was still thinking about it. This action made Su Mingan's fingers tremble slightly. Fortunately, her eyes are still clear.

  He clicked on her information panel and saw that the darkness value had reached 80 points.

   "It seems that I'm going to buy some books like "Tao Te Ching" for you to read." Su Mingan felt that the value could not go up any further.

  Alice tilted her head.

  Su Mingan stood up, the table was covered in blood, and the glass was also splashed with blood, which looked like a murder scene. This long-term alcoholic body is crumbling, and his face is paler than Alice.

   "You stay in the room, I'll go out and buy some clothes." Su Mingan put on his coat and left the room.

   After he left, Alice stood up slowly. There were bloodstains all over the tables and cupboards, and she had to clean them up.

  She picked up the rag and wiped the blood on the cabinet.

but…

  She looked at herself reflected in the glass, her eyes full of longing.

  She involuntarily approached the blood on the glass, touched her lips, and stopped the rag in her hand.

  ...But in order to protect Mr. Detective in the future, she needs to become stronger. Therefore, these traces can also be processed in other ways. Anyway... the detective won't blame her.

  She is too weak.

  She needs strength.

   "..."

  By the time Su Mingan came back, the room was already very clean. It seemed that Alice cleaned it well. She sat quietly on the bed, her face flushed.

  The clock pointed to eight o'clock in the evening, and it was time for Su Mingan to leave for the ruins.

   "Alice, I'm leaving." Su Mingan said, "The war will break out within half a year, so you should prepare in advance."

   "...good." Alice said.

  Su Mingan pointed at her mouth: "It's been so long, haven't you wiped it clean?"

  Alice wiped the blood from her mouth and smiled: "I didn't notice."

  Su Mingan nodded, opened the system interface, and kept his finger on [Exit Game]. At the last moment Alice said suddenly:

   "Master Detective."

   "Huh?" Su Mingan paused his fingers.

   "...I will become stronger. I will definitely... protect you, no matter what method is used."

  Alice's eyes were passionate and determined, reminding Su Mingan of the madness when her eyes were red just now.

  At this moment, he suddenly realized that maybe Alice and the Alien King do have similarities in character. It's just that her kindness kept her in check, so that her terrifying perseverance did not turn into malignant paranoia.

   "The most important thing is to protect yourself." Su Mingan said, "See you in half a year."

   He wanted her to be Alice forever.

  Alice nodded.

  Su Mingan quit the game and opened his eyes...

Um?

  Why can't I open my eyes?

  Su Mingan tried to move his fingers slightly. He wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't do it, he couldn't even lift his fingers. He should be sitting in the car with the feel of the seat belt around his waist.

  …he was a game that landed in church and was supposed to be lying in a church chair when he woke up. But he is in the car.

Suddenly, he felt his chin being touched, a cold hand opened his mouth, and poured a gulp of wine down his throat, his throat was full of acrid taste, he was choked and coughed, but still could not move. The taste of this wine is very strong, with a peach blossom aroma, stimulating and fierce.

   "...Have you quit the game?" A cold voice came from the side, it was Li Mingyue.

  Su Mingan felt dizzy, alcohol paralyzed his thinking. Su Lin's body is no longer allergic to alcohol, but her alcohol resistance is very poor.

"...Listen to me, Ming An. We are on our way to the ruins." Li Mingyue stretched out her hand, slowly took off Su Mingan's dream patrol helmet, and let him lean on the back seat: "Your soul has a problem, When the gods held the angel ceremony for you, he stored the imprint of control on your soul, which belongs to his authority. Just now the gods activated the control, so your body cannot move, I will try my best to find a solution."

  Su Mingan is already mentally prepared.

  He had long thought that the angel ceremony was not a good thing, and most of his white tentacles turned blood red. The gods held a ceremony for him with great fanfare. It was impossible to just go through the motions and lay a trap.

   But he has to get out of this pit. Only by experiencing it once can we know how to solve it. Otherwise, when it comes to the decisive battle, he will be powerless.

  He focused on his lips and spit out intermittent words:

   "He...says...his authority...is...to observe..."

  Li Mingyue shook her head: "Observation is only a manifestation of the authority of the gods. His authority should be called...'rules' or 'control'. You can't trust the words of the gods."

  Su Mingan wanted to ask if Li Mingyue had anticipated this situation. Will he be kept in the church to study and not let him go out?

Li Mingyue said: "I did expect that you might be controlled, but I didn't expect the gods to be activated so quickly. I thought it would be a decisive battle at the end... Don't worry, I have a preliminary solution in my heart. I just fed you wine. A method of coercion."

   "Tower..." Su Mingan is very concerned about the tower tonight. He cannot miss the first tower.

   "I won't miss it. If it's not possible, I can protect you to participate in the first tower." Li Mingyue thought for a while before saying this word:

   "Trust me... the Savior."

  Ten minutes later, the car arrived at the site of the ruins. Hundreds of thousands of people had gathered here, waiting for the opening of the first tower tonight. Reporters, photographers, diplomats, and dream watchers were all present.

  Li Mingyue rolled out a wheelchair, so Su Mingan sat in the wheelchair again with honor. The world turns around, old things become new.

  Su Mingan felt familiar, and sitting in the wheelchair was like returning home.

   Sitting in a wheelchair with his eyes closed, he instantly attracted the attention of countless people.

   Even though Li Mingyue only pushed the wheelchair to the corner of the square, some players still found out, so they spread the word to ten, ten to hundreds, and gradually all players saw Su Mingan in the wheelchair. However, Su Ming'an is now Su Rin's real appearance.

   "...What's the situation? My God! Su Lin! Dad!" The players seemed to have discovered a new world.

   "This, this is Su Rin. Why is he in a wheelchair!"

   "I really want to hug him."

   Feeling regretful, regretful, and shocked, everyone discovered the fact that "Su Lin is in a wheelchair", and it spread quickly and intensified. People were afraid, sighed, excited, and whispered to each other.

  Yamada Machiichi and the others were shocked.

   "Su Lin obviously doesn't intervene in the plot much, but can it become like this?"

   "...Is there an accident? Su Lin Kami has become a vegetable...80 years old, it's normal to be in a wheelchair..."

   "Su Lin can actually..."

  At the same time, Su Lin himself, who was far away in the hometown of the gods, knew nothing about it.

  He wiped the blood from his face, and planted the sword in the ground.