After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

The effect of the temporary ghost domain was fading.

As if it was slowly being peeled off, those strange blood vessels and mucous on the walls and floor gradually disappeared, returning back to the clean and smooth surface.

As the bluish swollen head floated in the dark foul-smelling mucous, its sharp nails scratched on the floor below, leaving white marks behind.

It stared at the young man standing before it with its rotten protruding eyeballs. A strange laughter escaped from its throat, "I know you won't let me go. I've heard of you….You're someone who would never leave behind unfinished matters in the game, so….."

The Sucker's expression suddenly turned fierce.

"…….So don't even think about leaving with those humans who came in with you either!"

The mucous under its body suddenly started to bubble and, in an instant, it disappeared from in front of Ye Jia.

Fuck.

Ye Jie quietly cursed.

The Sucker deserved its reputation as a sly fox in the game. When talking to him just now, it had secretly concentrated its remaining power under its body and managed to escape using the temporary domain that had not yet completely disappeared.

The domain was shrinking so the Sucker wouldn't be able to get out of this teaching building.

But its purpose clearly wasn't to escape. It wanted to drag a few people down with it before it was wiped out.

—– Now was not the time to worry about damages.

A cold light flashed and the floor under his feet collapsed. The cut off part was smooth and neat, like it was tofu being cut by a sharp knife.

Ye Jia jumped down.

He didn't stop and quickly rushed towards the place where the ghost energy was fluctuating the most.

Like a hurricane passing by, dust scattered, and rubble flew.

Amidst the dust, Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly.

He could sense that the Sucker in front had stopped.

—- The distance between them were only two walls.

In the classroom at the end of the corridor.

Sticky and foul-smelling mucous slowly filled the room. The five unconscious humans were pinned to the wall by them, and they were almost about to be completely submerged. All that was left exposed were their pale faces, allowing them to breathe.

The mucous on the ground rippled and a rotting head emerged. It opened its mouth and a long thin tube stretched out from within its throat, reaching towards Zhao Guangcheng who was closest and entering his mouth.

A strange bulge appeared along that tube, moving in the direction of the Sucker.

Zhao Guangcheng struggled in pain whilst still unconscious. His cheeks sunk in at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The next second, the wall behind suddenly broken open with a loud sound. As the dust scattered, the pale tube was cut into two.

Black blood spurted out from the writhing tube and the Sucker let out a deafening and miserable cry. The cry made the entire place tremble and it made those who heard it feel uncomfortable.

The blade had not only cut its tube, it had also cut the mucous on the wall.

Zhao Guangcheng's heavy body was no longer trapped. It fell from the wall with a thud.

Pain, cold, disgust.

Countless vicious sensations surged inside his groggy body and a rotten stench filled his mouth and nose. It was like he had swallowed a hundred maggots and that disgusting feeling pulled Zhao Guangcheng out from his semi-unconscious state.

His eyelids seemed to be filled with lead and were so heavy, he almost couldn't lift them.

Zhao Guangcheng raised his eyelids with much difficulty and finally managed to look ahead through the small opening.

The sight before him was something that only existed in nightmares. He began to tremble uncontrollably.

Thick, dark malice in the air had condensed into a physical entity and a rotting monster with twisted limbs appeared right in front of him. The close proximity allowed him to clearly smell the foul odour coming from its body.

In the centre of the terror filled scene, a large irregular hole had been broken open by some strong force, allowing faint light to enter. A person's figure could be vaguely seen amidst the smoke and dust in the air.

……Was this a dream?

Zhao Guangcheng was a little dazed.

He heard a hoarse voice. It contained viciousness he had never heard of in his life. It was as if every syllable contained poison and it also seemed to come from a very distant place.

Zhao Guangcheng's ears were still ringing. Amidst the ringing, he was barely able to make out some words, "It's you…..again———-" That voice hissed and laughed wildly, "I will….drag you down…with me!"

Those limbs before him squirmed. It then stretched into an unimaginable shape and charged towards that figure.

A bright light flashed, and a crescent shaped blade cut through the air. Its silent and cold beauty seemed to silence everything in its path. It cut through the dark mass before Zhao Guangcheng and lit up the room for a brief moment.

That figure became clear for a second and was then shrouded in dust and darkness again.

The next second, an almost inhuman scream suddenly resounded across the room. It seemed to make everything tremble and Zhao Guangcheng almost fainted again.

Zhao Guangcheng struggled but his consciousness seemed to be uncontrollably slipping away from him.

He heard that vicious voice roar resentfully: "…….Ace!"

The second before his consciousness faded, those clear eyes belonging to the figure ahead was deeply burned into his memory.

Immediately afterwards, he fainted again.

"Patter." "Patter."

Rotten and foul-smelling limbs fell to the ground. It slowly turned into an almost translucent texture and then finally disappeared little by little, as if the colour was slowly fading away.

An invisible force surged towards the door like a tornado.

Ye Jia's figure shook slightly.

His complexion didn't look very good.

The small black hand held onto Ye Jia's shoulder anxiously and carefully looked over.

The young man's brows were furrowed and his thin lips which were almost completely colourless were pressed tightly into a line. His overly pale complexion made him appear weak and fragile, as if he was some kind of porcelain that would shatter with a little force.

The small black hand was taken aback.

It had never seen this side of Ye Jia before.

It hesitated for a moment and then summoned up the courage to ask, "Um, you———"

Before it could finish asking, Ye Jia suddenly raised his hand, held onto the wall and retched a few times.

Small black hand: "…….."

Ye Jia slowly straightened back up and shook his head haggardly, "It tastes disgusting."

Please read this from kk translates

It wasn't just this one. All Suckers tasted the same.

Sticky, rotten and extremely foul-smelling.

Even though Ye Jia had been in the game long enough, he wasn't strong enough to eat this monster without a change in his expression.

Small black hand: "………"

I must've been blind for a second there.

Although the mucous in the room didn't disappear together with the Sucker, it had lost its previous consistency and thickness. The five who had been tightly bound to the wall fell one after another and were now laying among the pool of dark mucous.

Ye Jia looked out the window and estimated the time.

The temporary ghost domain enveloping the teaching building should've been gone for a while now. Reinforcements should be here soon.

He walked over to the five who were still unconscious and glanced at the mucous on the ground with some disgust. In the end, he could only sigh in resignation, kick aside Zhao Guangcheng who was stacked on top of the leader and lie in the space between them.

Ye Jia tore off the small black hand that was still sitting on his shoulder, "I believe you know what to do."

Since it had done it once before, it should be skilled enough to do it again.

Small black hand: "…….."

I definitely, definitely was blind!!!

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"Miracle……"

Lin Cheng stared at the mess in the room in disbelief. The expression on his face showed unconcealed shock. He murmured, "It's incredible……."

No one expected that the small team of combat personnel was able to survive such dangerous circumstances and even the logistics staff accompanying the team was unscathed. There was no other way to explain it except for calling it a miracle.

At this moment, Liu Zhaocheng and Zhao Dong from the Logistics Department hurried over.

As soon as they met, Liu Zhaocheng asked anxiously, "H-how is it? Is he okay?"

Lin Cheng still seemed to be in disbelief. He nodded, "Yes….."

The two from the Logistics Department let out a long, relieved sigh.

"T-that's great." Liu Zhaocheng sniffed and said in in a low, muffled voice, "Although he always likes to slack off and skip work and cut corners when working overtime, he is still an indispensable part of our team………."

Zhao Dong wiped the corner of his eyes and said emotionally, "Yes…….Brother Ye is a good person. I have never seen another brother who is more loyal than him……."

Liu Zhaocheng sighed, "And his report is still not finished."

Ye Jia whose eyes are closed, and breathing is weak, "………"

It would be good if he really fainted now.

At least, he wouldn't need to be angered to death.

The combat personnel who had just ran out in pursuit of the fierce ghost returned out of breath, "C-captain, that fierce ghost escaped……"

Lin Cheng didn't expect them to be able to catch the fierce ghost who could do something like this, so he just waved his hand, "Take the wounded back first. Let's talk about that later."

Please read this from kk translates

"Yes!"

The unconscious members were carefully moved from the mucous coated floor onto a stretcher. Lin Cheng stood at the door and watched them get carried out one after another.

Liu Zhaocheng frowned and asked puzzled, "Captain Lin, do you know why that ghost ran off?"

It was clearly in the advantage just now and they didn't have anyone that could go against it so why did it suddenly slip away?

Lin Cheng seemed to also have trouble answering this question. He hesitated and said, "I also don't know. Perhaps it's because it is worried about being caught in trap….."

At this moment, one of the combat personnel lying on the stretcher regained some consciousness.

He raised his hand with difficulty and grabbed the corner of Lin Cheng's clothes, "No……It wasn't that……"

Lin Cheng was shocked. He quickly stopped the people carrying the stretcher away and bent down to ask, "What did you say?"

"W-we were saved!" Although Zhao Guangcheng's voice was weak, it couldn't hide his excitement, "Just now, there was a very strong person…….."

"What?" Lin Cheng was shocked, "Who?"

"I-I heard that f-fierce ghost call him……Ace."

Zhao Guangcheng's eyes radiated hopeful light, "I have never seen such a powerful and terrifying human……He is our saviour!"

"Re-really?" Lin Cheng was startled.

His brows were slightly furrowed. Although his expression was still serious, his excitement couldn't be concealed in his voice, "If what you said was the truth and he really is as strong as you said, then he is definitely at least B-Level and maybe even an A-Level powerhouse!"

"The Combat Division is currently in urgent need of manpower and everyone is being overworked……" He was also excited, "The recent cases in M City have been very strange. If we had the help from such a powerhouse, our workload can be reduced by at least half!"

Lin Cheng's expression became firm, "We will try our best to find him."

Ye Jia lying on another stretcher: "…….."

Ah, life is so hard.

Might as well pass out now.

The author has something to say:

Zhao Guangcheng (admiring): "My saviour is powerful and mysterious!!"

Ye Jia who is pretending to be unconscious, "……."

Public execution.

How embarrassing.