What To Do If The Heroine Escapes From The Book

Chapter 183: Zhong Yi

Nighttime.

After successfully refining two new pills, little flame went back to showing off in front of his subordinates in the book.

Chu Ge and Qiu Wuji each took a pill and spent an hour cultivating.

Chu Ge returned to his room to save drafts for the next day, while Qiu Wuji cuddled a teddy bear and watched TV. She had already made up her mind that when Chu Ge was busy, she wouldn’t play the game!

Is watching TV not as fun as playing the game? At least it doesn’t invite people to curse at her, wuwuwu…

Chu Ge didn’t dare to tell me to go back into the book. Who do you think you are to tell me to go back into the book! Right, tomorrow I’ll ask Panda how to punch people over the internet. If anyone insults me, I’ll punch them!

Thinking about the game made Qiu Wuji feel unhappy, and at the same time, Chu Ge wasn’t feeling too good at the moment either.

Today, Cai Zhijian brought up the issue of copyright, which reminded Chu Ge of the pile of copyright forms he submitted a few days ago. He asked the editor, “Big Brother, sorry to bother you during the holidays… I wanted to ask about those copyright forms from last time, is there any progress?”

The editor replied quite quickly, “No, not yet. It’ll be looked into after the holidays.”

Chu Ge had a feeling that this matter was a bit uncertain, “No progress at all?”

“The copyright department is not the same as ours, so I don’t know about the progress… Shall I ask again after the holidays?”

Chu Ge: “…”

The editor was still quite friendly, “Don’t worry, just focus on writing. Good work will eventually shine like gold.”

Chu Ge sighed.

It’s not that I’m eager for my work to shine like gold. It’s about the sense of existence of that world… It feels like I have no control over this matter at all.

This kind of feeling of being completely unable to participate in the process and waiting passively for the result is the most uncomfortable… Unlike royalties, where the more you write, the more you earn, and there’s a strong sense of participation and decision-making.

Cai Zhijian’s goodwill came to mind again…

Should I really ask him for help?

……….

On the other side of the city, it was still the rooftop of the building where Yan Qianli saw Zhong Yi and Du Lianfeng. Zhong Yi was having a meeting with Du Lianfeng, questioning him.

“I warned you, don’t cause trouble in Nanjiang.” He suppressed his anger and asked coldly, “Do you really think I wouldn’t dare to touch you?”

Du Lianfeng smiled casually, “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Stop pretending!” Zhong Yi angrily grabbed him and pushed him against the water tower on the rooftop, “Chess and soul-taking, whose ability is it if not Qi Chengtai’s?”

Despite Du Lianfeng’s imposing stature, he seemed completely powerless, held in place by Zhong Yi’s agile and powerful grip.

Du Lianfeng, however, seemed unfazed, as if he had long known Zhong Yi’s level of skill. Having lived longer than others, with extensive training and knowledge in many areas, Zhong Yi had a lot more up his sleeve than people could imagine. Although Du Lianfeng doesn’t know much about it, he can guess it.

“You also know that it’s Qi Cheng Tai’s ability, not mine?” Du Lianfeng spoke calmly, “Besides, do you really think abilities won’t repeat? Others also have that capability, it’s nothing special. You’ve been in Nanjiang for too long, I suggest you go out and see the world.”

Zhong Yi, seething with anger, sneered, “I’m not here to investigate a case, I don’t need your damn evidence! Do you believe I’ll just throw you off the building?”

“You won’t dare,” Du Lianfeng said calmly, “You operate under the watchful eyes of the authorities, and you only break the rules at critical moments, not in someone else’s affair. Come on, I’m right here, why don’t you try throwing me off?”

Zhong Yi said coldly, “So, you admit it?”

Du Lianfeng naturally wouldn’t easily fall into the trap and attract the police’s attention. He neither admitted nor denied anything, only saying, “Zhong Yi, use your own methods and keep dilly-dallying. When will you find the truth? You can’t even find a clue about who killed her.”

Zhong Yi’s pupils contracted, and he growled, “Shut up!”

“We’re going to have a permanent presence in Nanjiang. After investigating these days, we’ve selected a few points of entry as bases for our branch offices,” Du Lianfeng said calmly, “If you can’t do it, let us handle it. Don’t get in our way. Maybe, due to our friendship from the past, if we really discover something, we might even take you along.”

“No need for you to bother.” Finally, a fierce light flashed in Zhong Yi’s eyes. His figure flickered, leaving behind an afterimage as he dragged Du Lianfeng to the edge of the rooftop, and then he simply threw him out, saying, “I know you have the ability to survive. You might be lying down for a couple of weeks, just like my friend did. It’ll be a fair deal.”

“Damn it!” Du Lianfeng clearly didn’t expect that Zhong Yi would actually dare to throw him off the building.

Caught off guard, he was thrown over the railing. With his hands and feet working together, he clung to the edge, also unleashing his fierce side.

The entire rooftop suddenly turned into a chessboard, with Zhong Yi standing at the edge, facing a huge chess piece silhouette of a “rook.”

In the next moment, the rooftop disappeared, and so did the chess piece. It was as if a battle from ancient times was taking place, with thousands of soldiers fighting, and the sound of killings filled the air.

A chariot charged forward, its knight holding a long spear, exuding an intimidating aura that reached the sky.

This was a real impact that could affect the body. If hit, Zhong Yi would be knocked out of the rooftop as well.

He closed his eyes and took a step to the side. The chariot grazed past him and charged into the night sky, disappearing from view.

An army of thousands of horses and soldiers came from all directions, trampling everything in their path. Zhong Yi suddenly lifted his foot in mid-air.

Du Lianfeng was struggling to climb back over the railing when he was kicked right in the chest by Zhong Yi’s foot, screaming in agony as he fell again, managing to grab the edge with one hand.

Zhong Yi paid no attention to the incoming army of thousands of horses and soldiers, and he flipped over the railing, determined to knock Du Lianfeng off.

However, in the moment he was about to leap over the railing, his expression suddenly changed. He felt his body suddenly out of control, as if there was a line pulling his hands and feet, dragging him outwards. He struggled to maintain his balance, nearly falling off himself.

Someone else was intervening!

Normally, Zhong Yi could easily ignore this strange pulling, but he was still battling with Du Lianfeng at the moment.

Du Lianfeng had no idea what was happening, and seeing Zhong Yi “losing balance,” he was both surprised and delighted. A ferocious look flashed in his eyes, and he said in a stern voice, “Let’s go down together!”

He was already on the verge of losing his grip, so he simply let go, grabbing Zhong Yi’s foot, and the two of them fell off the rooftop together.

Neither of them had the ability to fly or use spatial manipulation like Chu Ge’s mother. Falling down from these dozen floors would result in severe injuries at the very least.

“Bang!” Zhong Yi kicked Du Lianfeng away, using the momentum to fling himself forward, grabbing onto a balcony of a nearby apartment building. Then, he leaped again in mid-air and flew directly through the glass window on the lower floor.

“Crash!” The sturdy glass window shattered as Zhong Yi, covered in blood, rolled inside. A middle-aged couple inside stared in shock at the bloodied figure of Zhong Yi, trembling in fear.

Zhong Yi stood up, and under the astonished gaze of the middle-aged couple, his wounds healed instantly, without any visible process.

“Pain… only for a second, does that count as pain?” Zhong Yi chuckled self-deprecatingly, then turned to the middle-aged couple and sighed, “I’m sorry for the disturbance. Please don’t call the police, I’ll pay for the glass.”

“N-no, it’s okay…”

“I insist…” Zhong Yi touched his body and took out a Rolex watch, placing it on the coffee table. “I didn’t bring cash, and it’s not convenient nowadays. Let this serve as compensation for now. Please take down my phone number, and I’ll have someone come to replace the glass first thing tomorrow morning… I apologize again.”

The middle-aged couple looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Zhong Yi walked to the window and looked down. There was clearly no sign of Du Lianfeng’s body below. Passersby in the night didn’t even notice someone falling from above; there wasn’t even a crowd gathering. This was probably because Du Lianfeng had his own ways of escaping and staying alive. However, he was most likely not as fortunate as Zhong Yi, and he would have to lie low for a few days to recover.

Zhong Yi frowned deeply.

What was that strange sense of imbalance he experienced just now? Whose ability was that? Was it one of Du Lianfeng’s accomplices?

But there was no indication of any psychic presence around him. Who was the powerful individual responsible?

…

Directory of People With Special Abilities:

Name: Zhong Yi.

Status: Unofficial Investigator.

Ability: Eternal Clarity. (Note: Various abilities grant longevity; this individual appears to possess an everlasting bodily function, frozen at a specific moment. Suspected to feel no pain, only fleeting discomfort; suspected to be not immune to death.)

Development Level: Extremely high.

Nature: Special.

Potential: S. (Note: Supernatural potential has reached its limit, but the knowledge he can gain over endless years is boundless.)

Editor’s note: Special attention required.