63 : Go home

 Yin Luo was awakened by the system.

Upon waking, he found his hands bound to a chair, unable to move.

The light wasn't very bright, and the room was large, empty, and dusty, clearly untouched for a long time.

This must be the warehouse where he was to leave this world.

Yin Luo: [What time is it?]

System: [Host, it's 3 AM. You have nine hours left before you leave this world.]

Because it was the middle of the night, the warehouse was damp and cold, and Yin Luo couldn't help but shiver.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind him: "Brother Lin, he's awake!"

System: [Because of the bug-fixing agent, the kidnapping was changed from an accidental kidnapping to a premeditated kidnapping. The two people behind you are hired by Shang Chengning's business rivals, intending to use you to threaten Shang Chengning into abandoning his current project.]

System: [You are now nominally his fiancée.]

Yin Luo finally felt that the plot had some logic, although it was still very melodramatic.

At this moment, the two men behind him walked up to him. One of them, with a scar on his face, was burly and handsome, but his face was fierce and cold.

System: [His name is Lin Heng, a notorious thug in this area. He's the one who drugged you and took you into the car. The other one hasn't been given a name.]

Lin Heng sized up Yin Luo, threw the cigarette in his mouth to the ground, and said in a low voice, "Awake?"

Yin Luo was a little afraid of this kind of person, feeling like he would be half dead after being beaten up. He sniffed, his lips turned pale, and he looked at him timidly. He

was clearly frightened.

"Oh, why are you almost crying? We haven't even done anything yet." The nameless cannon fodder man saw Yin Luo's downcast eyes, on the verge of tears, and became more and more excited as he looked down at Yin Luo's face . When he saw it, he was amazed.

The cannon fodder man couldn't help but swallow. He had only glanced at him casually from the front seat of the car and only saw half a blurry face, but now, Yin Luo's entire face was in front of him.

Because he had been covered in a damp towel and carried all the way to the warehouse, Yinluo was covered in dust, and his face was dirty.

But he was still beautiful.

he possessed a translucent, pearly beauty that even dust couldn't conceal.

Especially his chin and lips, where red marks remained from being rubbed, and the lines of her neck beneath his collar were exceptionally alluring.

The cannon fodder man couldn't resist reaching out, but

Lin Heng immediately stopped him: "You'd better not touch him."

The cannon fodder man paused, already dissatisfied with Lin Heng's domineering and pretentious manner: "What for? Anyway, he's in our hands. As long as we don't kill him, we can do whatever we want—"

He stopped before finishing, because Lin Heng's gaze was too terrifying.

He then gave Yinluo a reluctant look before leaving the warehouse to keep watch at the door.

Yinluo breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she herself was now covered in dust, she still disliked the dust on the man's hands.

As soon as the cannon fodder man left, the huge warehouse fell silent, especially this particular warehouse, which was exceptionally empty and even more eerily quiet. Lin Heng wasn't a talkative person; he hadn't uttered a word since the beginning, only his gaze remained fixed on him.

At first, Yin Luo was wary, but later, too sleepy to keep his eyes open, he simply let him stare at him, since he only had a few hours left before leaving…

After some time, just as Yin Luo was drifting off to sleep, Lin Heng suddenly spoke up: “Has Shang Chengnin done anything to you?”

Yin Luo was so embarrassed by such a direct question that his cheeks burned, and soon, his exposed skin flushed pink. He looked extremely pitiful, clearly sleepy and scared, yet forcing himself to keep his eyes open, his voice incredibly soft: “Do you want money…”

“My family will give you a lot of money, please let me go…”

Yin Luo pretended to beg for a while, but was stopped by the system: [Host, I feel that if you say a few more words, Lin Heng might really let you go.]

Yin Luo: [...]

He silently shut his mouth.

Although Lin Heng didn't release him as the system had promised, he loosened the ropes a little. He'd been a hoodlum for years and seen plenty of rich kids, but he'd never seen anyone with such delicate skin as Yin Luo. Even a slight scratch from the rope left red marks, the contrast against his fair skin creating a kind of cruel, broken beauty.

Lin Heng suddenly felt a pang of envy for Shang Chengnin, having such a beautiful fiancée.

Seeing Yin Luo pitifully begging for mercy, Lin Heng loosened the ropes even more and brought him rice balls and water, holding them to Yin Luo's lips.

Despite not being hungry, Yin Luo, being such a strong man, dared not disobey and opened his mouth to chew small bites.

After eating only a corner of the rice ball, Yin Luo was about to say "I'm full" when the other man tactfully put the rice ball away.

"Like a cat."

"No wonder your waist is so thin."

Lin Heng's gaze stiffened as he watched the young man's shoulders stiffen, then he bit his lip tightly, unable to look away. He put away the food and water, and surprisingly gave Yinluo a blanket, receiving a quiet thank you in return.

The warehouse was eerily quiet in the latter half of the night; besides Lin Heng, there was no one else. Yinluo covered himself with the blanket and fell asleep.

He didn't wake up until after seven in the morning, when Lin Heng fed him breakfast.

Yinluo complained, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet..."

System: [...]

System: "Host, we have a little over four hours left before we leave."

Yinluo was now fully awake and looked around, noticing several large buckets in the corner: "Is that gasoline?"

System: "Yes (#^.^#)"

Although dying in a fire was a gruesome way to die, the system promised to help block out pain, so Yinluo stopped complaining and chatted with the system while waiting to leave.

Yinluo suddenly remembered something: "By the way, System, when we return to the real world, will you still follow me?" System

: [Waaaaah, I can't anymore, I have to continue working for the next host, waaaaah, I'm so reluctant to leave you...]

[I wonder if the next host will be this good-looking, waaaaah...]

Yin Luo: [...]

The atmosphere was ruined by the system, and it was impossible to be sentimental. Yin Luo had no choice but to change the subject and talk to the other party about going back in the future.

In the real world, he was twenty years old and a junior in college. He could take advantage of the winter and summer vacations to find an internship or go traveling.

Because of his sensitive body, Yin Luo rarely came into contact with people and did not go traveling. After all, there were too many people at tourist attractions, and even a slight bump into them

would make him feel uncomfortable. With the desensitizing medicine, he should be able to enjoy himself freely for a while.

This was probably the only benefit he had from coming to this world to do missions.

While chatting, time passed by minute by minute. When there was about half an hour left, a fighting sound came from the warehouse door.

Yin Luo was tied up and could not see, so he could only see it from the large screen transmitted by the system—

In an open area some distance from the warehouse, a dense crowd of over twenty thugs, all armed with knives or sticks, surrounded them. Several lay on the ground.

Opposite the thugs were three men.

Their identities were obvious.

Yin Luo froze.

He didn't know how the kidnappers had communicated with Shang Chengnin, or perhaps it was due to plot

constraints, but these men hadn't actually called the police and had come alone. The

three men, unarmed, kicked away the thugs rushing at them while trying to advance. Amidst the

commotion, although the three were tall and long-legged, and fought fiercely and ruthlessly, they couldn't withstand the sheer number and weapons of their opponents. Soon, they were being struck.

Sticks struck their backs and legs; even watching it hurt Yin Luo. He immediately told the system, "Call the police!"

Just as he finished speaking, he saw Duan Muse receive another blow to the shoulder.

Yin Luo's breath caught in his throat.

He struggled to untie himself when suddenly several men burst in.

"Brother, those guys are too ruthless! Even a whole bunch of us brothers couldn't beat them!"

"What are we talking about now? Let's run!"

"What about the hostage?"

The group looked at Yin Luo. They truly hadn't expected that a mere man, just because he was handsome, would attract the attention of several business tycoons from Wucheng.

They had initially been hired, paid to do a job, assuming that a profit-driven family like Shang Chengnin's was just a business marriage, and even if it was a fiancée, there might not be any real affection, let alone such a large sum of money.

The outcome was completely unexpected.

If they had known it would cause such trouble, they wouldn't have taken the job. Now their men were almost exhausted, and they definitely wouldn't get their money. Their only option was to escape before being caught!

As for the hostage… one of them suddenly ran to several large barrels in the corner: "He saw our faces! We can't let him go alive!"

With that, he knocked over the barrels, pouring the gasoline inside onto the ground!

Before Yin Luo could even see clearly, the fire immediately ignited and seemed to be growing stronger. The kidnappers, who had just set the fire and were trying to escape, suddenly found their clothes ablaze, whether from slipping or something else.

They frantically ran around trying to extinguish the flames, but the ground and even the air were filled with gasoline; the more they ran, the more the fire raged, and there was nowhere to put it out.

Yin Luo, tied up in the middle of the room, was the cleanest one.

*

Shang Chengning received the call in the early hours of the morning. He initially thought it was a prank call, but seeing the photo of the young man tied to a chair instantly sobered him up.

It was indeed Yin Luo.

"Your little fiancée is really beautiful," the man on the other end of the line said in a lewd voice. "If you don't want scars on her beautiful face,

hurry up and bring fifty million in cash."

"I'll send you the address."

"Don't call the police! Otherwise, your beautiful little lover will be gone!"

Hearing that Yin Luo had been kidnapped, all reason and composure vanished. Shang Chengning quickly called several assistants, raised the cash, and drove alone to the destination.

His heart pounded all the way there, filled with guilt at the thought that Yinluo had been kidnapped because of him.

Yinluo.

His Yinyin couldn't be hurt.

The transaction took place in the suburbs, and by the time they arrived, it was already broad daylight. As soon as Shang Chengnin got out of the car, he received a call from the kidnappers: "You fucking called the police? You want me to kill her?"

Shang Chengnin frowned and glanced back.

He had been so focused on Yinluo that he hadn't noticed two cars following him.

"I didn't call the police." Shang Chengnin didn't know who was in the car. "I've brought the money."

After saying that, the car stopped, and Duan Muze and Lu Ran got out of the driver's seat.

These two... what are they doing here?

But now was clearly not the time to ask these questions. Although they didn't get along usually, they had an inexplicable understanding: they all told the person on the other end of the phone to release Yinluo, and the money would naturally be given to them.

However, before the call even ended, a group of thugs with weapons appeared in front of them.

Lu Ran ran to the front, knocking one person unconscious with a karate chop while saying, "He didn't reply to my message, something really happened!"

He then questioned Shang Chengnin, "Damn it! What the hell did you think of him?"

Shang Chengnin was distracted by this question and was hit on the head with a stick, almost falling to his knees.

Duan Muze, who was next to him, kicked him away, his eyes filled with murderous intent. The three of them were extremely strong, but due to the enemy's numbers, they were outnumbered and gradually ran out of strength.

"Fire!!!"

Someone shouted, and the group stopped, noticing a thick plume of smoke rising into the sky not far away.

That was... the warehouse?

Duan Muze's heart skipped a beat. He grabbed someone at random, tightly gripping their neck, his eyes bloodshot: "Where is he?" The one

being choked was a small fry. Looking at the man's bloodthirsty eyes, he trembled immediately and said, "It's... it's over there where the fire is!"

Duan Muze felt a chill. On

Yinluo

's side, the fire intensified. The warehouse was made of wood, making the entire building highly flammable; he

could feel the burning sensation on his face.

Soon, flames reached the roof and his feet. Huge amounts of flame and thick smoke billowed out, and burnt wood began to fall from the rafters!

The people from before were now lying motionless on the ground.

System notification: [Host, three minutes left—]

Because the pain was blocked, Yinluo only felt a little short of breath. Gradually, his eyes stung from the smoke. While he still had some consciousness: [Have the police arrived… is the fighting still going on outside?]

Actually, what he wanted to ask was, were the three of them alright?

The smoke was too thick, and Yinluo was about to lose consciousness when, just then, a loud bang came from the doorway—!

Yinluo instantly regained consciousness and struggled to look towards the door. In the huge flames, he saw Duan Muze's face.

The flames flickered, making his face indistinct.

Yinluo suddenly felt… had he seen him before?

In the real world…

However, the rapid spread of the flames prevented him from thinking. Duan Muze rushed towards him through the ashes, followed by Shang Chengnin and Lu Ran.

"Yinyin!"

He rushed to Yinluo's side and quickly untied the ropes. Although he had a lot to say to Yinluo, it was clearly not the right time.

Fortunately, the fire didn't reach the young man. Duan Muze protected him as they went, while Shang Chengnin and Lu Ran followed beside them, hesitant to speak, clearing a path for the two.

When they rushed in, the fire was already beyond saving. The door was also burned down, and the only exit was blocked.

There was no way to escape in this situation.

System: [Host, countdown is on, ten seconds left—]

Yin Luo could feel his breathing becoming weak. He was being held in Duan Muze's arms, and although the fire was intense, he was well protected.

[Nine—]

[Eight—]

Only a few seconds left.

Time left in this world.

Yin Luo looked at the three people beside him. They were all seriously injured, especially Duan Muze.

His exposed skin was covered in wounds and blood, and blood was still seeping from his forehead. Half of his face was covered in blood, running from his ear to his neck.

[Seven—]

It must hurt a lot.

The sounds of leaping flames and burning objects filled the air, mercilessly engulfing the entire warehouse.

A strange

emotion —it had appeared to him before, more or less, when he was with the three of them. But he had deliberately ignored it then.

It must be reluctance.

[Six—]

Yin Luo stared at Duan Muze's profile. The man's face was tense, and the blood made him look pitiful and vulnerable. He struggled to raise his hand and touched Duan Muze's ear.

The ear that was missing a small piece of flesh.

Back then, he seemed to have said he would treat Duan Muze better, but unfortunately, it seemed he couldn't keep his word; he was always hurting him.

But Duan Muze didn't seem to have done anything too outrageous.

"I..."

Hearing Yin Luo's voice, Duan Muze paused, looking down in surprise at the young man in his arms who was almost unconscious. His lips trembled as he said, "Yin Yin, hold on a little longer... we'll be out soon..."

"Don't close your eyes..."

His voice sounded like he was about to cry.

[Three, the host needs to prepare—]

[Convert my points into medicine for them.] Yin Luo suddenly spoke.

He let go, his voice weak: "I want to go home..."

"Duan Muze."

"Don't get hurt again..."

After Yin Luo finished speaking, everything went black, so he didn't see the almost desperate looks in the eyes of the people opposite him.

[About to leave the world—]

[Host: Yin Luo, 100,000 points, all converted into healing medicine for serious injuries.]

[Transmission to the real world begins—]

Yin Luo's head throbbed with pain.

He could finally go home. !

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