Whose world-class drama are they criticizing?

So, you mean...?

Jasmine raised her head, her eyes dark and unsettling, and said, "You just said you 'saw through my tricks at a glance,' were you actually lying to me?"

Is this your main focus?

Ryan's face darkened.

"They're just lying to me!" Jasmine exploded. After thinking for a long time, she came to her conclusion: "They boasted about being 'resourceful' and 'observant,' but it turns out they were just self-aggrandizing charlatans!"

Ryan is a shrewd guy. He read the script beforehand and still dared to show off in front of her, saying that he had figured it out.

"So you're not shocked, or devastated?"

Ryan's face darkened further. He had known for a while that Jasmine wasn't normal, but he hadn't expected her to be this abnormal: "This world is fake, it's just a game. Everything you've experienced is fake... even..."

Ryan paused before saying the second half of his sentence, then added, "Even you yourself are... fake."

"If this world is fake, then are you real?"

Jasmine asked.

“...I really am,” Ryan replied.

“That’s enough,” Jasmine said calmly.

Your half-elf aunt accepted the fact that the whole world was a lie in just five minutes.

"No wonder you wanted to learn 'humane ways of killing' from me..."

The half-elf aunt glanced at Ryan disdainfully: "I thought you were truly merciful to your enemies, but it turns out you're just thinking about yourself."

Ryan had nothing to say.

"I'll commit suicide with you."

In the sixth minute, she came to the same conclusion as her future self: "It's always a good thing to have someone to accompany you on your journey to the underworld."

"It's decided, let's do it this way every time from now on... Oh, no, I should say 'before'?"

Ryan was troubled by this matter.

His earlier hesitation in telling Jasmine the truth meant he was implying that she might commit suicide with him, which was tantamount to moral blackmail.

What are you struggling with?

Jasmine saw through Ryan's thoughts and said with a smile, "If you die, you will have memories of death that will haunt you, but I won't. I won't have any painful memories."

"For me, death is something that never happened."

Theoretically speaking, what she said is true.

This sounds complicated, but the principle is actually very simple. Ryan is a player, and every time he dies, he returns to the past with his memories, and his soul will suffer hundreds of thousands of wear and tear.

Miss Jasmine, on the other hand, will not suffer any pain after returning to the past.

For Miss Jasmine of the past, death was something that had never happened.

despite this..

"So how are we going to die this morning?"

Miss Jasmine clapped her hands and said excitedly, "How about we jump into the river together? It sounds pretty romantic... Hmm, we can even cosplay as Octonauts!"

"No matter how reckless I am, it's fine. This is a great thing! It's the most awesome thing in the world! I've always had a bunch of things I wanted to do but never dared to!"

"Last time they poisoned me through my mouth, how about we try poisoning me at point B this time?"

—Is this crazy woman getting a little too excited?

Chapter 171 Killing [Death]

"No poisoning allowed at point B."

Due to Ryan's strong opposition, Jasmine abandoned her idea of ​​cosplaying as the Octonauts and poisoning point B.

This is just too hellish.

Ryan came up with a brilliant idea: to die in a plane crash while traveling in a steam-powered aircraft.

When a steam-belching glider soars through the sea of ​​clouds, reaches its highest point, ignites its engine, and the two men, hand in hand, leap from the horizon, it's practically the most manly way to die.

In conclusion, the death on the sixth day was due to a plane crash.

Before they died, they went to ride in the steam airplane they had always wanted to ride.

"Goodbye, Miss Jasmine, yesterday."

...

Ryan Lumin

Main Quest: Steal the Lu Ming Codex

[Remaining Time: Seven Days]

Death is still painful, but it's not so painful anymore.

After waking up, Ryan will talk to Jasmine about the future.

They made a pact that after each death, Ryan would tell Jasmine what would happen in the future.

The manner of death is decided by them in turn, while Ryan must rule out any future deaths caused by the same methods.

Each death allows Ryan to jump half a day, so deaths during the day are Ryan's responsibility, while deaths at night are Jasmine's responsibility.

One person, one time; no cheating allowed.

The death on the seventh night was Miss Jasmine's idea.

Her choice was—"to eat dessert until I'm stuffed."

"Are you possessed by Melanie?"

Ryan stared at the three-story-high cake, the dazzling array of desserts and fruits, and all kinds of ice cream and drinks on the table, and fell into despair. He couldn't eat a single piece.

Who is Melanie?

"Give me some!"

Miss Jasmine urged Ryan, "Do you know that I've never eaten anything in order to maintain my figure?"

"If you don't die today... sob..."

The half-elf girl's cheeks were stuffed full of small cakes, making her round like a hamster: "I've already...eaten so much, won't I grow into a little fat pig tomorrow?"

"Ryan Lumin, you must die with me today!"

Ryan realized that even if the King of Heaven himself came today, he couldn't save him.

He looked at the ice cream on the table, gritted his teeth, and picked up seven or eight sticks to eat.

Although she was exhausted, Miss Jasmine finally got to eat the cake she wanted.

"Good morning, Miss Jasmine."

...

【time left】

[47 days]

On the morning of the forty-seventh day, Ryan's idea was to fight to the death.

He left Luming City with his sword and headed to the largest cult city on the border. He slashed at any enemy he encountered until he could no longer cut them down and was killed. The city was full of terrorists who did all sorts of bad things, including drug trafficking, smuggling, and child abduction.

He thought it was cool to protect the frail girl behind him and fight alone against the evil cultists.

The setting sun, like blood, scatters across the mountains. After fighting to the bitter end, with blades destroyed, you light the most satisfying cigar in history, take a deep drag, and then die. That's fucking tough!

It's practically every boy's lifelong dream.

Just do it.

He and Jasmine grabbed their weapons and went, fighting their way from the top of the city wall to the bottom, their hands flashing and their eyes wide with fear... The terrorists all thought they were the real terrorists, because they didn't rob or seize territory, they just killed!

After an unknown amount of time, Ryan and Molly finally died from exhaustion.

After waking up.

It was still the morning of the forty-seventh day.

"Oh no!" Ryan exclaimed in alarm, "We got too caught up in the killing...we forgot about the time limit."

Each death only allows for a half-day rewind, but this time he killed for half a day, so dying and rewinding time is equivalent to killing for nothing.

Therefore, the time spent on each death cannot exceed 12 hours, otherwise it will result in stagnation.

"This means..."

"We can play again!"

After his initial shock, Ryan was overjoyed.

"What do you mean?" Jasmine had no memory of the future and didn't understand what Ryan meant.

"Nothing," Ryan denied immediately. "I was thinking about how we died this morning!"

In a place Jasmine could never know, the seventeenth day repeated itself six times. Ryan Meimei completed a perfect sixth playthrough within the cult's stronghold...

Then he sadly discovered that the cult stronghold could not kill him.

He's become so skilled at getting no damage in this map.

In the end, he could only commit suicide in a pathetic way, which was not cool at all.

"Goodbye, Miss Jasmine, yesterday."

...

【time left】

[415 days]

More than a year has passed since then.

Today happens to be the first day of the new year.

Ryan experienced over eight hundred deaths.

Regardless of the method of death, the body is always in pain, but Ryan has become accustomed to this pain, and his tolerance has increased with each death.

The more resilient one's heart becomes, the more resilient one's spirit becomes.

He broke through the limits of a second-circle warlock solely through his spirit.

What is terrifying about death is not physical pain, but emptiness. Even if it lasts only a moment, it is eternal darkness and eternal silence, which can even swallow up the soul.

What made Ryan uncomfortable and even fearful when he first attempted suicide was this feeling of emptiness.

Once swallowed, one can never escape this dream.

But since he started working with Jasmine, he hadn't felt that emptiness for a long time.

After all, there are always some interesting things to do every day.

Even a year ago, when Miss Jasmine was told the truth about the world by Ryan, she always made the same choice: "This time, I'll die with you."

Over the past year, they have experienced many things.

He fell from the azure sky, fought his way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and had been to the most dangerous and perilous places in the world. He also had many ridiculous and absurd ways of dying.

They ran wildly on the road to the underworld like two idiots.

But Ryan knew that these easy days would eventually come to an end.

He was going against the timeline. His first meeting with Jasmine was his last meeting with her. For Jasmine, their experiences together were becoming fewer and fewer.

One day, Miss Jasmine will no longer say, "This time I'll die with you," because she has no obligation to do so.

Ryan was mentally prepared.

Preparation to face death.

This trial is no longer just an ordinary contest by the Papacy.

He must experience death here, adapt to death, understand death, and finally... kill death one day. This is what he must accomplish.