Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 760 One Hundred and Ninety-Three Days

Song Shi opened his eyes.

No. It should be said that he wanted to open his eyes and then tried it.

Not opened.

His eyelids felt heavy and he was about to fight. A deep sense of fatigue spread from his limbs to his bones. Even moving his fingers was difficult. His consciousness was hazy, as if he had sunk into an endless, dark and dark abyss. Song Shi tried twice more, but still couldn't do it.

Never open your eyes again
I will crush you to pieces.

Eyes opened.

"Wow—"

Song Shi raised his head suddenly, like a diver who finally emerged from the water after diving for several hours. Then, he felt the gravity coming from behind. Fortunately, he changed his posture in time and landed steadily.

Just looking around, Song Shi was stunned.

He was very familiar with this architectural style. He had visited the Enlightened One's underground base in New Light City many times. But what he saw now was a scene of desolation and decay.

The lighting chandelier flickered on and off, the light was dim, and occasionally a few sparks would pop out with a hissing sound. The load-bearing walls of permanent fortification level were covered with a thick layer of dust, and the ground was also dusty, as if no one had been here for a long time.

"Song Shi, you're awake." In the darkness in the distance, a self-propelled machine the size of a football slowly approached.

The sound is that of a loom.

"How long have I slept?" Song Shi asked.

"Ten years." The self-propelled machine that looked like a small car stopped, and the loom whispered: "You have slept for ten years on Terra. There are no more Illuminators. This place has been abandoned long ago. We have failed."

Song Shi looked at it once, then looked at it again.

When he took a second look, a line of bright red gold appeared in his pupils.

"——Actually it's one hundred and ninety-three days, half a year."

The loom immediately changed its position, and without any movement, a layer of light film appeared on the surface of the accumulated dust, rusted transmission tubes and damaged electric lights around it, and was quickly peeled off. In just a few breaths, this place changed from a post-apocalyptic style war-damaged version to a simple and clean modern base.

Some kind of large-scale, high-precision holographic three-dimensional projection technology.

"Well, actually I just want to know how you would react to this extreme situation. Now it seems that it is not easy to hide it from you."

The loom paused.

"Welcome back, Song Shi."

"You think you can fool me with this little trick? You are really too lazy." Song Shi chuckled, "At least you should create a real scene, right? In the end, you just brought a holographic projection."

He clicked his tongue and said, "Even a three-year-old wouldn't be fooled, okay?"

"But why are you the first one to come?" As soon as he said this, Song Shi understood again: "That's right, you are the only one who has the energy to spy on her 24 hours a day. Which thread is this for you?"

"Number 114." The loom answered truthfully.

"Um"

Song Shi found a chair and sat down: "I didn't die, so it seems that I am still very durable."

The weaving machine had to remind: "Chakoro comes every day to check the situation and use the spiritual power of 'reversal'."

"No problem, no problem." Song Shi stretched lazily.

One hundred and ninety-three days. The "half a year" mentioned by the loom has passed. Perhaps because I have been sleeping all the time, I have no real sense of the passage of time. The fierce battle with the "creator" Apotokal Leus is still vivid in my mind. It really almost killed me.

Since he is not dead now, it means that the backup plan he left behind has indeed worked.
At this moment, a breath of air came quickly from afar and descended from the sky.

The gate of the base opened and in walked Chakoro Vaughan.

Song Shi raised his eyebrows.

Compared to six months ago, his appearance has not changed much. It should be said that Chakolo's appearance has remained unchanged for many years. The only reason he chose to maintain his appearance in his forties instead of his twenties was that he thought it would be more helpful to gain public trust.

The reason why Song Shi raised his eyebrows was not because of his face. He felt that the other party's aura was a little more subdued than the battle at the Jade Pharmaceutical Headquarters. No, it should be said that he was "restrained." Even with his own perception, he took a few glances to notice this.

"The third stage, 'Paradox of Reversal'?" Song Shi asked.

"Not yet." Chakoro replied. He paused and then said, "Not far away."

I guess it’s not far away.

"This is my trick." Song Shi smiled and said, "How is it?"

“It’s beyond my expectation.”

Chakoro pulled a chair himself and sat down, indicating that the loom could also sit down.

"I didn't expect your True Spirit's 'annihilation' would have this kind of effect." Cha Ke Luo looked at his palm, as if recalling the scene of that day: "Part of your 'annihilation' has affected you."

The opponent's horrific injuries that almost killed him were mostly caused by Apotokal Leus, but a small part was caused by the "annihilation" of the true spirit. It should be said that this was inevitable, because "annihilation" was too extreme, and both the enemy and us would perish together. Even Song Shi, as the user, would be affected.

But this part
Saved the other person.

Chakoro smiled.

"No matter what, I am the master of 'Jiumie'." Song Shi crossed his legs and said leisurely, "There is still a little bit of preferential treatment."

"Double standards?" the textile machine asked.

"Don't talk nonsense." Song Shi raised his index finger and shook his head: "What kind of psychic would you be if you didn't have double standards?"

Chakoro remained noncommittal.

Theoretically, even he couldn't "reverse" the death of a fifth-ring psychic. He tried his best that day, but gradually felt powerless. Until he discovered the impact of "annihilation".

There is no doubt that this was also a fifth-ring level attack. In terms of pure destructive power, it was even greater than most true spirits. However, when it acted on Song Shi himself, the effect was weakened, and it became a tiny crack in the originally indestructible injury - it became the opening for him to pry open.

With this opening, starting from point to surface, they finally achieved the great achievement of "reversing" the death of a fifth-ring psychic!
"I hope it won't happen again." Chakoro joked, with fatigue still between his brows: "Even if there is 'annihilation' to pry it open, it still took a full six months. In fact, I think you will wake up later."

"Neither life nor death, like light and darkness." Song Shi nodded between his brows and said lightly, "It's nothing but some realization."

Chakoro moved: "Real spirit?"

Song Shi did not answer immediately, but asked first: "What is the current situation?"

Chakoro and the loom looked at each other.

The former stood up and said: "Language still has many limitations in conveying information."

"Come on, I'll show you around and you'll understand."

(End of this chapter)