22:00.

Henry Zhang practices body-building techniques and dragon walking steps in his home gym.

I saw that his steps were extremely nimble, and he could easily move among the obstacles in the gym.

"drink!"

Every time he passed by the strength tester, Henry Zhang would punch the tester.

Shocking numbers flashed across the strength tester.

"180kg"

"215kg"

"200kg"

"195kg"

Sudden.

The light above the head suddenly flickered, and within a few seconds the room was completely plunged into darkness.

"Fuck! What the hell are you doing!"

Henry Zhang was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but cursed, stopped practicing, and groped towards the distribution box.

At this moment.

In the darkness, Henry Zhang's exploring footsteps suddenly stopped.

Just because a line of text suddenly appeared strangely in front of him.

…

【Do you believe in God?】

【yes/no?】

…

That strange line of text exuded a gray and ominous atmosphere.

But at this moment, there seemed to be a voice in Henry Zhang's mind, like the devil's whisper, urging him to make a choice.

"yes."

The moment Henry Zhang made his choice, his body suddenly disappeared from where he was.

…

One minute later.

Henry Zhang, who mysteriously disappeared from the house, appeared again silently just like when he disappeared.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

Henry Zhang reappeared in the darkness, but fell to his knees on the ground, gasping for air.

No one saw that his forehead was covered with a large amount of cold sweat, dripping to the ground.

A few seconds later, Henry Zhang, who was still in shock, let out bursts of weird laughter: "I survived... Hey, haha, hahaha, I survived! I am indeed a genius!"

Tick ​​tock.

"From today on, I, Henry Zhang, am no longer a mortal! Hahaha..."

Tick ​​tock, tick tock.

Henry Zhang suddenly felt a little strange.

The sound of his sweat dripping on the ground was extremely clear in the room.

Does he sweat that much?

"..."

A hand silently reached out from behind Henry Zhang, with a cold light like a poisonous snake spitting a message, and gracefully passed across Henry Zhang's neck.

Phew.

After a few seconds, Henry Zhang felt something was wrong.

"Why is your neck so wet... Huchi... Huchi..."

Henry Zhang originally felt a little strange and subconsciously touched his neck.

It's sticky and wet, and it doesn't look like sweat.

He wanted to talk to himself, but when he opened his mouth, Henry Zhang discovered that the breath that should have come out of his mouth and nostrils somehow leaked out of his neck, making a sound like a tire deflating.

After a few more seconds, Henry Zhang fell to the ground weakly, his eyes full of panic.

who I am?

This is where?

What's wrong with me?

Henry Zhang clearly felt the rapid passage of life, and every inch of skin on his body was changing from warm to cold at a terrifying speed...

"do you know……"

In the darkness, Yi Lin walked out from behind Henry Zhang, and then slowly squatted in front of Henry Zhang.

His tone was calm, like an old friend reminiscing about old times and talking about everyday things.

"It took me 832 days to become a good friend in the eyes of my classmates."

"I imagined 26 postures and angles for you to return to the real world."

"In the past three years, I have used the opportunity of returning my homework to you to review the structure of your family in my mind 2542 times."

"I practiced cutting my throat 41,600 times using a dummy that was the same height as you."

"I also made 18 plans for last-ditch attacks in case the throat cut fails."

Henry Zhang tried his best to reach out to the black shadow in front of him, his eyes widened, full of fear.

His consciousness gradually blurred, but Henry Zhang could still vaguely distinguish the voice of his "good friend" Yi Lin in the darkness.

If Henry Zhang could speak at this time, what he wanted to say most was: You remember so clearly, do you have obsessive-compulsive disorder???

"All the preparations I have made are for this day."

"In order to be 100% and foolproof, I will kill you who just became an [Apostle]."

"You haven't had time to become the leader of the [Eight Shadows] under the [Death Knight]."

"You should also thank those who made various brochures with your personal information, right? The data says that the last time you wet the bed was in the sixth grade of elementary school? Haha..."

"Few people know that if you want to become an omnipotent [apostle]... there are actually two ways."

"One is that a genius like you, with a total measurement attribute of over 10, has a certain chance of being [summoned]..."

"And the second one is to use the weak power of human beings...to kill the [Apostle] with your own hands."

Yi Lin suddenly laughed: "Ah, I'm sorry, I've been holding back some words for too long. It's really uncomfortable not to say them out. I feel much better now. Thank you, my good friend."

Thank you so much!

At this moment, a gray card, exuding a strange gray stream of light, floated silently from Henry Zhang’s head.

"Oh? He's dead."

Yi Lin's eyes were still as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

"Your death posture is exactly what I expected." Yi Lin smiled slightly and without hesitation reached out to the gray card floating in the air.

…

【Do you believe in God?】

【yes/no】

"yes."

…

[Unregistered personnel killed the "First-order Apostle", qualifications are being transferred...]

【registration success!】

[Registration area: Tower of Death.]

【Registration ID:1010.】

[It is detected that "Preparatory Apostle 1010" has an "unknown module", do you want to load it? 】

【yes/no】

…

"Unknown module?"
To be continued...