You're my wife, don't doubt it!

How can one describe the density of people at this rate? Just look at the Bund on New Year's Eve.

No, you can tell from the color of their eyes that they are not "humans" at all.

"It's a shadow!" Shen Jie shouted, flames already burning in her palm.

"Holy crap, what's going on?!" Daiyu was startled by the fire in Shen Jie's hand.

What the hell? I was celebrating my birthday, eating hotpot and singing karaoke, and suddenly the five of us were transported to a mirror world? Is there no logic to this?

This scene of "zombie siege" somehow reminded Xiao Yao of the last time he was in Teacher Yao's hall, when the "Parent-Child Education Center" had just come out and the whole school experienced a power outage, it was just like this, a shadow riot.

"Don't linger in the shadows..." The White Knight's warning echoed in my ears.

"Light! Let there be light!" Xiao Yao subconsciously raised the long sword that had suddenly appeared in his hand—the blade flashed with white light, pushing back a small portion of the green filter in the room.

"Hahaha, did you gain new abilities because you deepened your bonds with your companions? It really is the Fool's unique talent, interesting..." An older voice seemed to come from upstairs.

"Who's there? Come out! Was it you who did this?" Xiao Yao shouted, but he didn't dare to swing his sword recklessly, for fear of hurting his friends who were clustered together in the room.

The voice did not answer; only a roar responded.

However, the roar didn't seem to be coming from downstairs.

The direction from which the sound came seemed to be...

Over there in the photo booth?!

Chapter 114 The Crack in Time

2023-02-19

"Damn it, they're coming for us!" That was Xiao Yao's first thought.

Before anyone else could speak, something started banging on the door.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The bedroom door was slammed so hard that it shook violently and even began to warp. Dust fell from the top of the door, and it looked like it wouldn't last much longer.

Xiao Yao acted decisively, thrusting his sword straight in. The glowing sword pierced directly into the doorway and struck something.

A piercing scream rang out from outside the door, sounding like... an elderly woman?

Seemingly deterred by the instantaneous impact of the attack, the ramming of the door stopped abruptly.

"They've climbed up the wall!" the ribbonfish cried out in panic.

Xiao Yao returned to the window and looked outside. The huge crowd of "zombies" downstairs had actually started to pile up like a human pyramid.

Without saying a word, Shen Jie threw a fireball out of the window at the shadows. The exploding flames temporarily repelled the first wave of attacks from the shadows, and the air was filled with the smell of burning fur.

"Shen Jie, don't let the house catch fire! I'm going to check over in the photo room!" Xiao Yao instructed.

This enclosed space of just over ten square meters is full of flammable materials. If a fire were to break out, we would be playing with fire and burning ourselves.

Moreover, with so many "Red Light, Green Light" characters in the room, it would definitely cause a major fire accident with casualties.

"I understand." Shen Jie understood what Xiao Yao was thinking and started making a second fireball.

Little Bear picked up the mop that Xiao Yao had brought in for Zhao Xiaomei earlier, while Daiyu casually picked up a chair. Everyone was preparing to fight and save themselves.

"Wife, take care of yourself! If you can't hold on, run to me right away!" Xiao Yao shouted as he opened the bedroom door. A "corpse" fell straight down and landed on top of Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao pushed it away, and after seeing the "corpse's" face clearly, he couldn't help but feel a chill.

Isn't this Grandma's best friend, Old Lady Jin?

The body of "Old Lady Jin" fell heavily to the ground, and then the "body" gradually dissipated, turning into black smoke.

This slightly alleviated Xiao Yao's discomfort with "murder".

He looked up and saw three more people climbing up through the wide-open window above the stone sink in the soapbox. They seemed to be his neighbors.

Zhao Xiaomei was standing in the photo booth, maintaining the posture of making a phone call, with her right foot slightly raised on tiptoe.

Without thinking, Xiao Yao grabbed Zhao Xiaomei from behind and threw her behind him.

"Ouch." He heard a muffled groan from a young girl. Was that Zhao Xiaomei calling out?

Xiao Yao subconsciously turned around and saw Zhao Xiaomei lying on the ground, still in a rather strange position, motionless, with a dark patch of black on the soles of her white socks right in front of her.

I must have misheard. Never mind.

When Xiao Yao turned to the window again, an old man from the neighborhood had already rushed up to him!

Without thinking, he slammed the shield in his left hand straight into the old man's face, and the old man instantly turned into black smoke with a scream.

Then, the sword swept horizontally, cutting the remaining two shadows into black smoke.

Compared to the last time in Teacher Yao's hall, Xiao Yao could clearly feel that his control over the "Don Quixote" fortress had increased by several orders of magnitude. Could this be what the voice on the rooftop was referring to as "the talent of the fool that enhances abilities by deepening the bond with his companions"?

In fact, Xiao Yao had other considerations besides bringing Zhao Xiaomei in, which was why he chose to leave the master bedroom and go to the photo room to fight.

The master bedroom, which is only a dozen square meters, had more than ten people standing inside, half of whom were motionless—not to mention Shen Jie's flames, even his own swordsmanship was not fully utilized.

Since that's the case, instead of being restricted in the room, it's better to take the initiative. At least there aren't too many restrictions in the photo studio, and you can be more unrestrained.

Xiao Yao raised the shield in his left hand, and the phantom of Don Quixote appeared behind him. A huge shield appeared out of thin air, sealing the wide-open window, and instantly, the entire photo room was plunged into darkness.

He didn't know exactly when he mastered this skill, but it was just an instinct, and he used it naturally, just like the day he fought with the man with the pompadour for Zhang Zhengkai.

Holy crap, that's amazing.

Having discovered his new potential, Xiao Yao turned around, intending to seal the windows on Shen Jie's side. However, before his eyes could adjust to the darkness in the photo room, the room lit up again.

The door was kicked open, and the person standing in the doorway, panting heavily, was none other than the unlucky uncle who lived next door and had driven Shen Jie to the hospital that day.

“Uncle, it’s me!” Xiao Yao said.

"Uncle's" response was a punch. Xiao Yao blocked it in time, and the punch hit the shield, sending sparks flying and even denting a piece of the shield.

Holy crap, this one's pretty awesome!

Xiao Yao shielded his face with his shield and swung his longsword in his right hand to strike, but the bulky man recoiled like a ghost, and the sword tip only sliced ​​through the air.

"Oh no! It's on fire!" came the shouts of boys and girls from the inner room.

"That woman who started this fire!" Xiao Yao turned his head and could see the flames inside the bedroom through the crack in the door.

Taking advantage of Xiao Yao's distraction, "Uncle" once again unleashed a full-force punch, forcing Xiao Yao to retreat step by step.

However, the fierce attack also revealed a weakness, giving Xiao Yao an opportunity to exploit it.

Seeing his "uncle" throw another heavy punch, he didn't use his shield to block it. Instead, he raised his sword to meet the attack. As his left shoulder was hit by the fist, his right hand thrust the sword straight at his "uncle's" chest.

With a muffled groan from Xiao Yao and a cry of pain from Yu Luying, Xiao Yao and "uncle" both collapsed to the ground.

That punch was really heavy. If Yu Luying hadn't taken some of the hit, Xiao Yao didn't know if he could have survived.

But there was no time to think about it now, so Xiao Yao quickly got up and struck while the iron was hot.

He grabbed his "uncle's" hair from behind and pulled him up, pressing the blade against his "uncle's" throat. But when it was time to cut, he hesitated.

Finally, he simply swung the hilt of his sword and struck the back of his neck, ending the rather strenuous fight.

Xiao Yao tried to "seal" the doorway again, but found that he couldn't; it seemed that he could only seal one place at a time.

Another thud came from the shield blocking the window.

Tsao.

Xiao Yao slammed the door shut, which his "uncle" had kicked open, and rushed back into his bedroom, enduring the burning pain in his chest.

The curtains are on fire, and the bear and the ribbonfish are hitting them with pillows.

"Get out of the way!" Yu Luying shouted, spreading her arms to contain the fire, and then gradually extinguishing the flames with the cold air from her body.

However, the curtains had already been burned down to only one-third of their original size.

As the flames died down, shadows once again filled the windows below, appearing to be seven or eight stacked together, a truly terrifying sight.

The little bear and the ribbonfish swung their mops and chairs, and smashed them down with all their might.

However, a shadowy hand still approached Shen Jie's chest!

Shen Jie cried out in alarm and tried to back away to dodge, but it was too late!

Just as the shadowy hand was about to pierce Shen Jie's chest, at the critical moment, a shield suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of the girl, blocking the attack before disappearing again.

Instead, Yu Luying and Xiao Yao both grunted and took two steps back.

It turns out that this move not only protects teammates but also transfers the damage to oneself. Xiao Yao thought—fortunately, his plate armor provided excellent protection, which is why he only suffered this little damage.

This is just tough on Yu Luying.

"Watch out!" Xiao Yao suddenly shouted, forcefully throwing the sword in his hand. It passed through the chest of another shadowy figure, turning into black smoke as it fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Xiao Yao advanced, using one hand to protect his front with a shield, and the other hand to wrap around Yu Luying from behind, pulling her behind him.

The softness in his palm made him realize that the position of his embrace seemed a little awkward... but in his haste, he couldn't think about that anymore.

Shen Jie also stepped back behind Xiao Yao to rest for a while.

"There are too many of them, we can't stop them!" the little bear cried out in terror.

"We're finished!" Ribbonfish wailed. Although he had some martial arts skills and could beat up someone like Wang Ming, he was like an insect in front of the Shadow Army, as he had not yet awakened the power of the Spirit Fortress.

"Shut up!" Xiao Yao snapped.