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The night outside the laboratory was thick and impenetrable, as if it had been splashed with ink.
Lin Yuan suddenly blacked out and collapsed straight to the ground.
Su Jiu'er reacted quickly, catching him just in time. "Oh my gosh, Lin Yuan, are you faking it? Your acting is way too exaggerated!" She felt his body was burning hot, like holding a freshly baked sweet potato.
"Lin Yuan! Lin Yuan! Wake up, don’t scare me! I’m still waiting for you to take me flying!" Su Jiu'er called out urgently, her voice trembling. If Lin Yuan really died, who would she turn to for medical expenses?
Lin Yuan didn’t respond; his breathing was faint, and his face was as pale as A4 paper.
Repeatedly activating the Time Manipulator had taken a toll on his mental energy. Even someone as strong as Lin Yuan couldn't withstand it. It was like staying up for three days and nights playing video games—no one could handle that.
He fell into a coma, but his consciousness plunged into a strange space. It felt like falling down a rabbit hole, slipping into another dimension, or simply tumbling into an unknown realm.
This space was bizarre and unpredictable. One moment it was filled with swirling neon lights, the next it transformed into distorted funhouse mirrors, and then it turned into floating cotton candy. It was even more thrilling than a haunted house at an amusement park. Strangely enough, countless fragments floated around in this space, resembling snippets from a movie; each fragment represented an important scene from his memories.
His childhood home, the gentle smiles of his parents as they held his favorite Ultraman toy;
The Arena of the Martial Arts Competition, where he faced a rival with a taunting gaze, muttering "You’re not good enough";
And that blurry face, wearing a chilling smile, seemingly holding a banana?
"Heh heh, you’re still so weak, Lin Yuan." A voice suddenly echoed, its tone annoyingly reminiscent of Wang Ergou from the neighboring class.
Lin Yuan turned around sharply and was taken aback to see someone who looked exactly like him standing there—like looking in a mirror. However, this person's eyes were filled with malice, and a mocking smile curled at the corners of his mouth; he looked like a true villain.
"Who are you? You don’t need to take cosplay this seriously," Lin Yuan asked warily, wondering if this was some extra from a film crew.
"I am you, or rather, I am the deepest fear within you, the little demon in your heart, the one that resides inside you... never mind, it's just that coward in your heart!" the figure laughed, "You fear failure, fear betrayal, fear losing everything, fear cockroaches, fear spiders, and you even fear..."
"Stop, stop, stop! Enough with the nonsense! Get to the point!" Lin Yuan interrupted impatiently; this guy was more long-winded than a monk.
"Alright, the point is, you're just a coward!" Inner Demon smirked. "Look at you—poisoned, beaten up, abandoned—you're nothing but a waste!"
Each word felt like a poisoned dart, shooting straight into Lin Yuan's heart and causing a dull ache in his chest.
Three years ago at the martial arts competition, he had hoped to win the championship. Instead, he was sabotaged and ended up drinking a spiked 'Nutritional Express,' which caused him to lose all his power and shatter his dreams. His life took a complete 180-degree turn, plummeting from the peak of success to the depths of despair—more thrilling than a roller coaster ride.
That experience was the deepest scar in his heart, a nightmare he had long refused to face. It was his Waterloo in life; it was... well, it was just tragic.
"Shut up! You contrarian! Why do you have to bring that up?" Lin Yuan cried out in pain as he covered his ears, not wanting to hear any more of this guy's venomous tongue.
"Avoidance won't help you, Lin Yuan. You're just an ostrich burying its head in the sand!" Inner Demon pressed on relentlessly, as if he wanted to turn Lin Yuan's inner world upside down.
"I... I..." Lin Yuan stammered, filled with inner turmoil like a butterfly trapped in a spider's web, unable to escape.
Just then, a gentle voice broke through: "Lin Yuan, don't be afraid. I'm here." The voice was like a ray of sunshine on a winter's day, instantly dispelling the gloom within Lin Yuan.
He looked up to see Su Jiu'er’s figure appear in the illusion. Her eyes were filled with encouragement and support, like a beacon of light guiding him through the darkness.
"Jiu'er... how did you get here? Did you fall into the rabbit hole too?" Lin Yuan murmured as if grasping at a lifeline.
"Of course! If I didn't come to watch over you, who knows if this counterfeit Inner Demon would have tricked you into submission!" Su Jiu'er said with her hands on her hips, exuding an air of authority. "Lin Yuan, I know you're hurting, but you can't give up! You still have dreams, responsibilities, and me—the burden you need to support..."
The appearance of Su Jiu'er was like a shot of adrenaline for Lin Yuan, instantly revitalizing him.
He took a deep breath, his gaze gradually becoming resolute, akin to a sword drawn from its sheath, gleaming with a sharp light.
"You’re right, I can’t give up! I, Lin Yuan, am not someone to be trifled with!" Lin Yuan declared, looking at the Inner Demon with fierce determination in his eyes. "I will defeat you and leave you searching for your teeth!"
Lin Yuan and the Inner Demon engaged in an intense mental battle, the scene more thrilling than a clash of deities.
He utilized his understanding of Lingqi and the abilities of the Time Manipulator to maneuver against the Inner Demon, pausing time one moment, reversing it the next, and then accelerating it again, thoroughly enjoying the game.
In their repeated confrontations, Lin Yuan gradually gained the upper hand. He discovered that the Time Manipulator could not only control time and space but also decompose matter into purer Lingqi. It was akin to transforming a rough stone into a shining diamond—truly miraculous!
This revelation filled him with ecstatic joy; it was an unexpected windfall, like a pie falling from the sky!
He absorbed the decomposed Lingqi and integrated it into himself, significantly enhancing his strength. He felt as if he had activated a cheat code, his combat power skyrocketing!
"Ah! This is impossible!" the Inner Demon shrieked, its form becoming increasingly ethereal, like a deflated balloon shrinking smaller and smaller.
"You've lost; go back and reflect on your mistakes!" Lin Yuan said coldly, his tone dripping with authority.
With that, the Inner Demon vanished, and the illusion crumbled like a bubble bursting.
Lin Yuan slowly opened his eyes, feeling refreshed and invigorated. The Lingqi within him surged as if charged with electricity, brimming with vitality.
His mastery over the Time Manipulator had also significantly improved; he felt as though he had grasped the ultimate secrets of the universe—capable of anything!
He felt as if he had been reborn, like a phoenix rising from the ashes!
“Lin Yuan, you’re awake!” Su Jiu'er exclaimed with delight. “You finally made it back! I thought you were going to meet the Grim Reaper!”
Lin Yuan looked at Su Jiu'er, his heart filled with gratitude. Though her words could be sharp, she truly cared for him.
He knew that without Su Jiu'er’s encouragement, he might never have overcome his Inner Demon.
“Thank you, Jiu'er. You are my lucky star!” Lin Yuan said sincerely.
Su Jiu'er smiled slightly, saying nothing, but she held Lin Yuan's hand tightly, thinking that this guy finally understood her kindness.
At that moment, Zhou Haoran's voice came through. “Boss, you’re finally awake! We need to get out of here quickly; the Qi Gong Association will be after us soon! They’re all skilled fighters who can scale walls and leap across rooftops. If we don’t run now, it’ll be too late!”
Lin Yuan nodded, aware that new challenges were on the horizon.
But he was no longer afraid.
Because he knew that no matter what difficulties lay ahead, he had Su Jiu'er and his brothers fighting alongside him.
He stood up, his eyes filled with confidence and determination.
“Let’s go!” Lin Yuan said. “We’re going to confront Nan Gong Xuan!”
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