What If I Can't Die?-Chapter 701 Crossing Worlds (2)

"If there's an urgent matter, think of a way to deal with it yourself. Why are you always looking for Master? Haven't you done enough all these years?"

The large black dog snorted. "Master has long stopped asking about the secular world. Moreover, he said that he won't get involved in your matters. Don't waste time here."

Seeing that the large black dog did not move, the two of them felt a little helpless and did not dare to barge in.

The girl in the goose dress knelt down with a plop. "Brother Dog, we have no choice. Please give us a chance to see the immortal."

"Immortal?"

The large black dog opened his eyes. "You call my Young Master that. Aren't you from the village?"

"We are from the Ning Country's Imperial City. I am the Ninth Princess of this generation of the Ning Country. This is my maid, Jiaojiao. We have brought the most precious gift to pay our respects to the immortals."

"Princess of Ning Country, why are you here? Who asked you to come?"

The large black dog was unhappy. "Who spread the news? I wonder if Master doesn't want outsiders to disturb him?"

He stood up angrily. "There's no need to waste time here. Go back. Master doesn't help people outside the village."

The Ninth Princess did not get up and deliberately acted coquettishly. "Brother Dog, please help us. We came here from thousands of miles away. We really want to pay our respects to Senior Immortal."

"I really can't. Master is in seclusion now."

The large black dog shook his head. "In any case, I won't let you in. You can wait for Master to come out or go back."

He was not lying. Song Shi was indeed doing something very important at this moment.

By cracking the rules, Song Shi's thoughts successfully left this world and came to the next world. Then, he landed in a city.

The season here was different. It was the time when the cold wind was biting cold. The cold wind blew past mercilessly, sweeping up the dust and trash on the ground.

In the slums of White Sun City, many people were gathered on a dirty street.

There had been a battle here just now, and many people were attracted to watch the show.

These people were basically the poor in the vicinity. Their clothes were tattered and their faces should have been filled with worry from being oppressed by life. At this moment, they rarely relaxed.

"This slave even dares to kill his master. He's quite bold."

"He's dead. No one can save him."

"He's dying."

Under everyone's cold, gloating, and disdainful gazes, two of the three corpses were cold, and the other one was the slave they were talking about.

Song Shi's consciousness deliberately stopped here because he had experienced a similar scene.

He looked at the person on the ground and thought to himself, "I can't become a living being in this world for the time being. I can disguise myself as a system and possess this person to take a look."

On the ground, Ye Mu's thin face was already pale. He had been stabbed in the chest and blood kept flowing out.

The smell of blood mixed with the stench of trash on the ground made him unable to smell fresh air even if he died.

"I can't accept this. I'm just a scapegoat."

Frowning, he didn't care about the strangers around him. His gaze fell on the two corpses beside him. One was dressed in luxurious clothes and the other was in uniform.

The man in luxurious clothes was his master and the guard was in uniform. He was just a little slave. Previously, when he followed the two of them through here, they were attacked by a mysterious killer and then disguised it as a scene of him killing them.

His fingerprints were on the daggers on their chests. With his status, even if he did not die, it would be very difficult for him to survive.

In this era, human lives were like grass. Slaves like him were mere goods and had no choice.

He quickly lost all his strength and his vision darkened.

"It's finally going to end. There's no need to struggle at death's door anymore."

He looked at the sky listlessly, not feeling much relief. His life was too bad. It had not even been glorious before it ended just like that.

He was still indignant.

His consciousness gradually faded and his vision darkened.

Just as the dust was about to settle and Ye Mu died as a scapegoat, a murder case ended.

An emotionless voice sounded.

Song Shi's power began to enter his body and disguised as the system's voice.

"Target selected. Binding in progress…"

"Binding successful. Target detected to be on the verge of death."

"Special conditions triggered. Beginning to maintain basic vital signs."

"Successful maintenance!"

He pretended to say a few words and used the Law of Life to heal this kid.

Ye Mu gradually regained consciousness, as if he had been pulled out of the darkness by a hand. However, he could not feel his body and could only see a dazzling white light in front of him.

"Am I dead or alive?" He was puzzled but could not say anything.

"You are currently in the depths of your consciousness and haven't died yet. Do you want to sign a contract with me and become the host of this system? You only have one minute to think."

As the mysterious existence spoke, a countdown appeared in front of him.

In fact, Song Shi had deliberately lowered this person's subconscious resistance.

59 seconds.

58 seconds.

At the third second, Ye Mu said without hesitation, "I agree!"

He had no choice. Not to mention that he was about to die just now, even if he could die and still appear here, this would not be an existence.

From the day of the apocalypse, living had become his basic goal.

Only by living could everything be possible!

"The contract has been established. Congratulations on officially becoming the system's host."

"Warning, you cannot take the initiative to reveal any information about this system. Otherwise, you will be killed."

"Newbie reward triggered. Beginning to repair the body."

"Physical recovery successful."

In the cold voice, Ye Mu felt his body again. He continued to ask, "Tell me what happened. What are you?"

"Hello, Host. This system is equivalent to a special auxiliary cultivation device. As long as you complete the mission issued, you will be rewarded and upgraded."

"To put it simply, the system can help you obtain the power you have always yearned for. You can get rid of your slave status and obtain a glorious life."

An emotionless voice said this information. Ye Mu was excited. No matter what pitfalls this thing had, it was better than dying.

"The first mission is about to begin. The time limit is six hours. Please be prepared."

After Song Shi finished speaking, this person's consciousness returned to his body.

The white light in front of the latter dissipated and his entire body trembled. He felt uncomfortable and could not help but breathe heavily.

He opened his eyes and saw the cold and disdainful gazes of the world and the bystanders again.

He was really still alive!

He touched the sticky blood on his chest. It still hurt, but his broken heart had completely recovered and there was only a small wound.

"Eh, this guy isn't dead yet?"

Some people realized that their expressions were strange. This guy had stopped moving just now.

"He most likely didn't hurt his vitals. He just bled a little."

"This dog's luck is not bad. Unfortunately, he killed his master and still can't live for long."

"The garrison is coming. Stay away."

Rumble rumble rumble.

A dilapidated car drove over, black smoke rising from its tail.

The carriage stopped and a few uniformed police officers got out with guns at their waists.

The bearded man in the lead had a serious expression as he looked at the onlookers who were whispering and discussing in disgust.

"Those who don't want to cause trouble, get lost!"

The crowd hurriedly retreated, leaving a large empty space.

"Captain, the highest status of the deceased is a first-class citizen. Preliminary judgment is that this slave was assassinated."

"Take him away and throw him in a cell."

The curly-bearded man sized up the scene coldly and did not ask further. He waved his hand and gave the order.

Who would care about the life of a slave?

Ye Mu lowered his head and sneered at this scene.

If these people did not collude with the party who killed his master, who would believe it?!

Without any chance to explain, he was tied up and thrown into the car before being pulled out of the city.

From the beginning to the end, he did not say a word.

"I told you, he won't live."

"Stop looking and go back to your homes."

The others quickly dispersed with pity in their eyes.

Ye Mu looked out of the window and tried secretly, "System, can you hear my thoughts?"

"Host, this system can communicate with you directly with my mind."

When he heard this familiar voice, he could not help but heave a sigh of relief. Everything that had happened before was true.

"Can you save me?" Ye Mu asked.

"This system mainly supports you. If you want to escape, you have to rely on yourself."