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Chapter 144. The Hooded Child (Bonus Chapter)
So the reason you kept pretending to be dead and not replying to my messages was...?

Jiang Jianxin asked slowly in his mind.

Intuition answered very decisively.

You can treat it like a network card; it disconnects from time to time, and there's nothing I can do about it.

Jiang Jianxin floated silently in the air, never expecting that this had been the reason all along.

She looked at her transparent body.

She now resembles a legendary ghost, possessing a transparent body and legs so faint they are almost invisible. She can float in the air and no longer needs to breathe air.

Jiang Jianxin turned around helplessly in place and asked:
What's wrong with me...? What should I do?

Go ask the person holding the umbrella on the platform.

"I answered intuitively."

She turned her head to look at the platform.

The near-death experience wasn't a hallucination; there really was a white, semi-transparent person standing on the platform, holding a gray umbrella.

The large hood obscured its face, so Jiang Jianxin couldn't see its features. He could only estimate from its size that it was a child of about eleven or twelve years old.

The hooded child exuded an indescribable aura of authority that would frighten most people, but Jiang Jianxin did not feel that way.

She slowly floated over, hovering opposite it, scrutinizing it carefully, and asked:

"Was it you who pushed me down just now?"

This was Jiang Jianxin's vague guess; he wasn't sure if it was this person who did it.

But my intuition popped into my head:

It's her! It's her!

"Shut up, or I'll throw you out."

The hooded child spoke in a tender, clear, and cold female voice, a voice that seemed to be soaked with the dew of a cold night, each syllable carrying a trace of chill.

To be honest, Jiang Jianxin had never heard such a damp and cold sound before, as if it had floated up from a deep well that never sees the sun, carrying an ever-present chilling aura.

The intuition in my mind shut its mouth in an instant, as if it were afraid of something and never uttered a sound again.

Jiang Jianxin looked at the child in front of him, puzzled, and listened as she slowly spoke, word by word:
"I pushed you down."

"Because you've been corrupted, the mistress can't cure you. If you don't die, there's nothing I can do to save you."

Jiang Jianxin was a little confused:

"Wh...what mistress?"

She doesn't even have a boyfriend, and she's never had a secret lover.

The hooded child knew she had misunderstood, and explained word by word:
"This is your third playthrough. I call her 'the mistress'."

She spoke slowly, but very clearly. Her voice was damp and cold, and her tone was authoritative. Listening to her speak felt like listening to the King of Hell reciting a judgment.

"Oh--"

Jiang Jianxin nodded knowingly, then suddenly sensed something was wrong:

"You know... I have multiple playthroughs?"

Before the hooded child could speak, Jiang Jianxin added, as if he had guessed something:

"Who are you, one of my loops?"

Knowing that she has many playthroughs, and even affectionately calling her third playthrough "mistress," it's clear that the person in front of her is also one of her playthroughs.

The hooded child nodded without hesitation:

"Yes, Xiao Yi, Xiao Er, Xiao San, Lao Si—I am the fourth one."

"...Why are you the fourth child and not the youngest?"

Jiang Jianxin always felt that her way of addressing people was strange. Leaving aside the "little two" and "little three," who usually calls someone "little one"? Isn't it usually "big brother"? "Because I'm the strongest."

The hooded child paused for a moment, as if carefully considering the matter, before giving this answer.

Her tone was serious and earnest, and coupled with her own authoritative aura, her words unconsciously commanded respect.

Jiang Jianxin was slightly taken aback, and said:
"How strong?"

"The fourth one is Superman."

The hooded child paused for a moment before replying in a serious and stiff tone.

"..."

Jiang Jianxin felt that what she said was as good as nothing at all.

But after saying that, the hooded child stopped talking and changed the subject:

"You can't stay too long, you have to go back."

Jiang Jianxin glanced at his transparent body and smiled wryly:
How am I supposed to get back?

The hooded child lightly touched the ground with his toes, and in an instant, the soil churned and gravel flew everywhere.

With a series of teeth-grinding crackling sounds, a weathered tombstone emerged from the ground. Its moss-covered surface gleamed eerily in the dim light, and five large, golden characters in regular script were prominently displayed: 【Tomb of Jiang Jianxin】

Jiang Jianxin glanced at it and felt that the scene was somewhat familiar.

"Huh? I think my brother can use this move too?"

"It's just that he gave me a blessing, and that blessing produces this effect when it's triggered."

The hooded child said calmly:
“Oh, I know him. But he probably didn’t tell you that the full name of this move is ‘The Blessing of the God of Death’.”

Jiang Jianxin opened his eyes wide and said:

"You and he both know this trick, could it be..."

The hooded child turned his head and looked at her with a cold expression.

"You are also a follower of the God of Death and Silence!"

"..."

The hooded child was silent for a moment, but after a pause, she spoke stiffly in a cool voice:

"That's right, I am Dead Silence... a faithful follower of God, and its... um... First High Priest."

Jiang Jianxin nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite:
"No wonder you seemed stronger than my brother, turns out you're the First High Priest."

The hooded child tried to force a smile, but after struggling for a while and realizing she had no idea how to smile, she gave up and continued stiffly:
"Yes, but I've run into some problems. What's in front of you is nothing more than a ghostly remnant of a god."

Jiang Jianxin understood. Her fourth playthrough was very strong; she was the High Priest of the God of Death and Silence, but she collapsed halfway through her mission and is now reduced to nothing but a remnant.

She looked at the hooded child, frowned, and pursed her lips, saying:
"The God of Death and Silence remains as cold and ruthless as ever. You have worked diligently for it, yet now you are reduced to a mere wisp of a shadow."

Her brother kept telling her that the benefits at the God of Death were good, but in her opinion, although the monthly salary was over 10,000 yuan, the job was too dangerous.

The hooded child paused, then tried to explain in a calm, low voice:

"The Goddess of Deathly Silence...she...is a good person."

Jiang Jianxin waved his hand and said:
"No need to say more, I understand. I'm just expressing my feelings to you; I won't actually say anything inappropriate in front of God."

The hooded child fell silent. Not knowing how to explain, she could only force a change of topic:
"Go and get into your grave, it's almost time."

She said in a serious tone:
"Remember, this is a cemetery station where you can erect a tombstone any size you like, so you can be resurrected here—if you die at another station, you'll just return here."

"I can only move around in Cemetery Station and the subway. If you have a tough enemy that you can't handle, you can lure it to Cemetery Station."

The hooded child raised the umbrella in her hand and said coldly in a damp, childish female voice:
"Don't worry—there's nothing I can't kill."

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That's all for today's three updates, one of which is a make-up for yesterday's.