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Liu Yi's arm had stopped bleeding, and he was now breathing steadily, his complexion gradually stabilizing.
Ziya and Zhi Qing both let out a sigh. The former felt a deep sense of despair; her slender figure was clad in oversized men's clothing, and the pungent bloodstains on the fabric made her feel nauseous.
Zhi Qing then turned his attention to the old desktop computer. After fumbling around for a while, a glimmer of joy surged within him—it was undoubtedly an internet-connected computer.
Ziya saw hope in Zhi Qing's delighted expression. While keeping an eye on Liu Yi's movements, she watched as Zhi Qing skillfully clicked through the computer's interface. After a flicker, the screen displayed a moving image of a person wearing a mask, facing Zhi Qing.
Zhi Qing was taken aback and hurriedly moved the mouse, but no matter how he manipulated it, the mouse had no effect at that moment. It seemed that while the computer was connected to the internet, it was linked to the hidden Demon Leader in the room, meaning it was under his control.
"Hahaha... little brat, do you remember me? Hahaha... I want you all to die without a burial place... hahaha!" The biting hatred seeped through the raspy laughter of the Demon Leader.
The three of them felt their scalps tingle, goosebumps crawling across their skin.
Zhi Qing desperately tried to discern the source and clarity of the voice through his headset, but the raspy sound morphed into an unbearable noise that pierced through his eardrums. It resonated painfully, making his entire eardrum buzz. He felt as if he were hearing countless rats squeaking together, and in a flurry of panic, Zhi Qing hastily removed his headset and slammed his fist onto the table in frustration.
The various objects on the table jumped slightly from the impact. Ziya was startled by Zhi Qing's sudden outburst; she realized they must be facing something extremely difficult. The glimmer of hope she had felt plummeted into despair, leaving her feeling utterly drained and powerless.
The commotion also stirred Liu Yi, who slowly opened his eyes and looked at Ziya and Zhi Qing.
"Dammit..." Zhi Qing glared at the video feed with anger.
"Help me up," Liu Yi managed to utter with great difficulty.
"Do you... remember?" Ziya asked tentatively, gazing at Liu Yi's pale face.
"Don't worry, just lie down for a bit longer..." Zhiqing said apologetically as she stood up to face Liu Yi.
"I'll deal with that bastard; you two help me up," Liu Yi insisted again to Ziya and Zhiqing.
Zhiqing and Ziya exchanged a glance before quickly moving to support Liu Yi. Together, they helped him to his feet, but he trembled and could only lean on his left hand to keep his balance.
"Are you okay?" Zhiqing asked with concern, still unsure.
"It's nothing. I'm tougher than I look. Even if something really happens, in twenty years, I'll be a strong man again, right? Cough, cough... Don't worry about me," Liu Yi forced a smile, but the beads of sweat pooling on his forehead betrayed him.
After all, the heart is connected to the fingers, and he had lost an entire arm. Liu Yi glanced at his mangled right arm and managed a bitter smile that was more painful than crying. "This is karma! When I met Zeng Qin, I promised to take care of her, but I ran away for my own sake. Losing an arm to accompany her isn’t so bad; at least it shows I still have some use."
"It’s going to be fine, Brother Liu. We will definitely get out of here. I refuse to believe this place can hold us," Zhiqing reassured him while secretly contemplating their next move.
Ziya silently supported Liu Yi as they moved toward the computer desk. Liu Yi, being a computer expert, suppressed the pain from his right arm and skillfully typed with his left hand, entering commands to manipulate the control panel and related programs.
Zhiqing and Ziya exchanged glances again, a wave of uncontainable joy rising within them. Just as they were about to speak, Liu Yi gestured with his mouth and scanned the surroundings deliberately, indicating something to them while typing several uppercase letters on the keyboard.
"yrzk" (Someone is watching us)
Ziya and Zhiqing nodded silently, understanding Liu Yi's message. They all felt the gravity of the situation; on the other side of that computer was the hidden Demon Leader, who was currently monitoring their every move.
Liu Yi continued typing with his left hand: "bnjh" (Can't talk)
Zhiqing raised a finger to indicate she would type on the keyboard: "ykyu" (Use spoken language)
Liu Yi and Ziya both gave a thumbs up in agreement. Everyone knows that sign language is a form of silent communication; you can only see the lips moving without hearing any sound. However, those who understand sign language can clearly discern what the speaker is saying, while those who do not are left puzzled by the lip movements.
Zhiqing, who worked in the feng shui industry and traveled extensively, had encountered many unusual things. He was well-versed in sign language and often taught Ziya during their free time, never expecting it would come in handy.
Liu Yi had a slightly earlier understanding of sign language than Zhiqing. He had even dedicated some time to learning it and practiced alone in front of a mirror when he had nothing else to do.
Sign language primarily involves observing mouth shapes; changes in these shapes correspond to changes in language. As for how to gesture, that cannot be expressed through words.
At this moment, the three of them began their conversation in sign language. Liu Yi said, "We can use this computer to create something."
Zhiqing replied, "If it works, let's execute it."
Ziya was still getting used to sign language; she nodded to show her agreement with their opinions.
Liu Yi had Zhiqing and Ziya sit together in front of the computer, turned on the video camera, and recorded a short video of them. After adjusting everything, he connected to the internet with another computer. Ziya wanted to ask Liu Yi what his intentions were, but Zhiqing raised a finger to indicate she should not ask, implying that if Liu Yi dared to do this, he must have his reasons.
Once everything was ready, Liu Yi instructed them further. The three sat before the computer, watching the strange mask on the video, each feeling a chill run down their spine.
Meanwhile, in another room, beneath a sinister mask, a pair of malicious eyes closely observed every move made by the three of them. The face behind the mask occasionally broke into a smug and arrogant sneer.
He clicked on the video and watched the three people in the room, secretly relishing the thrill that would come from witnessing their impending doom. He was waiting for the right moment, anticipating the arrival of another prey...
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