novelraw Chapter 365: Perfect Life's Notebook, The Most Dangerous Person
Chapter 365: Perfect Life's Notebook, The Most Dangerous Person
"Hate lasts longer than love..."
These words echoed endlessly in Lu Ce's mind, stubbornly lingering. He couldn't quite grasp their meaning.
Moreover, she had recognized him...
When had she started recognizing him?
Her earlier conversation with Black Knight should have been fine, right?
He'd orchestrated the explosion to this extent for two reasons: first, as previously stated, to let Xie Antong depart painlessly; second, to conceal the Gate of Death he'd launched.
That dark golden needle had shot from his own heart into hers, like a transfer of life itself.
The Gate of Death preserved a wisp of soul from entering death's embrace, allowing resurrection when opportunity arose.
Theoretically, if her words held truth, she could revive through the game interface when the next round began.
If this counted as deceiving the entire world, then it also marked his first time finding a collaborator.Earlier, when Black Knight flew to his ear, it was to relay a discovered message:
"She said, as long as you don't truly wish her dead, she won't die."
So, since the script had progressed this far, he might as well pull the trigger.
Now, Black Knight flew back to his ear again, whispering:
"Actually, I was joking earlier. She never said that. She actually said the Gate of Death is useless—it can't preserve life at all."
Lu Ce: ?
"What?"
He snatched the metal sphere from midair and pressed it into the sand.
"No! No, bro, I was just messing around! #¥%#@!"
Black Knight's snark successfully startled Lu Ce, though to outsiders, he merely appeared to be sitting in the scorching sandpit, seemingly digging for something.
Sand and stones churned violently in his hands, pulverizing under his restless motions.
"How heartbreaking... to kill you with my own hands..."
"I truly had no other choice..."
Crowd: ?
The hell you blaming others! Who forced you?
But this melancholic mood lasted mere seconds before the blue-faced figure's rambling gradually transformed back into laughter.
"Heh... hahahaha!"
"Just messing with you all. Look at your expressions!"
Dusting off sand, he stood up, even shrugging casually. The smile on his blue face showed no trace of strain.
"Just some insignificant woman dying. I'm not sad at all."
"What strange presumptuousness. I genuinely don't understand why some frail woman in a game would think she mattered to me."
"Even imagined I'd die for her. What a humorous performance."
"Now that she's dead, convenient really. Any of you have something to say?"
As he raised his head, the burns covering him moments ago had already mostly healed.
He tilted his chin toward the Illuminati and Matthew's group, as if awaiting their response.
Matthew: ...
What could they possibly say?
If possible, they wished time could reverse! They never should have come here to provoke this monster!
After personally killing his woman, he'd seemed briefly sorrowful, only to descend into madness the next second, becoming deranged and merciless.
Which version reflected his true nature? No one could say.
But his actions spoke unequivocally.
He'd clearly gone insane—no longer human, but an avatar of power.
Perfect Life's yin-yang hands traced invisible patterns in the air, probing all possibilities within this space. Every answer pointed to one truth:
—That girl was truly dead.
Perfect Life grew silent. He glanced up at the blue, frenzied face, then unzipped his jacket to retrieve a notebook.
Flipping to the last page, he revealed the label "SSS."
The page was blank.
But as Perfect Life stared, a character materialized: "Sin"!
And behind that name, a masked silhouette appeared.
This notebook was one of his weapons—simple, serving no purpose beyond recording the world's elite.
He was a collector by nature.
He categorized people by threat level: "SSS," "SS," "S," "A," "B."
Those below B went unrecorded—beneath his notice, posing "zero danger."
The "S" tier included himself, Sun, and others unfamiliar to most players.
Previously, "SS" contained only "Sin." But now, he'd reconsidered, promoting him to "SSS."
The pinnacle of danger!
Closing his notebook, he began retreating from the crowd. This spectacle no longer interested him.
A thousand miles away, the elder council sat as silent as Long Jiu.
Whether the elder who'd called Lu Ce reckless or those praising his loyalty, all fell quiet.
Only the sharp-eyed elder showed faint approval in his daze, nodding slightly.
.......
"Did talking to you make you mute?" Lu Ce's glare remained locked on distant Matthew as he continued:
"I just killed her."
"You don't actually think you'll survive this, do you?"
Matthew: !
The next instant, blue lightning split the sky, arriving before him.
Though no longer suppressed by the Godslayer Spike, his severe injuries left him no courage to fight this madman!
He jerked backward, poised to flee.
But Greed was already overloaded!
Those sharp, eagle-like talons wrapped in blue energy pierced straight through his chest!
Without resistance, they seized his heart.
Then—a bloody explosion rained down as Matthew's corpse plummeted, painting the blue face crimson once more.
Lu Ce slowly turned toward the others.
Oh no.
Long Jiu's heart sank.
After such events, no one could remain mentally stable.
A second wave of slaughter seemed imminent!
Dragon Group's stance... what should it be? The Illuminati deserved death, but this madman seemed incapable of distinguishing friend from foe.
At this critical moment, as Lu Ce charged toward other Illuminati members, a thunderous bell tolled inside every player's mind.
Followed by a universal announcement:
[Attention All Players!]
[Game repairs complete. CHOSEN'S PARADISE 2.0 is now live!]