Chapter 13: This… What Kind of Move?!
Guang Mu’s face was pale. As a combat healer, her willpower was naturally not weak, but that depended on the situation. No one could withstand the current circumstances—first being beaten to the brink of collapse, then having to sign a contract from Reincarnation Paradise.
“Bai Ye, we were friends before, weren’t we? How about not signing the contract? You can trust my character.”
Guang Mu’s gaze was deep as she made her final struggle.
“Of course you can.”
Hearing Su Xiao say this, Guang Mu confirmed one thing: if she didn’t sign the contract today, she would definitely die here.
Guang Mu let out a long sigh and walked to the side, leaving the grass dotted with corpses and bloodstains. After a moment, she sat sideways on a rock by a small stream.
“Then let’s sign.”
Guang Mu looked at the blue sky, and a sense of relief washed over her. After all, she still had Gray Gentleman’s contract; when you have many fleas, you stop feeling the bites.
The Contract Parchment floated in front of Guang Mu, and she pressed her hand onto it. But in the next moment, the parchment suddenly split into nearly thirty layers, each layer’s text glowing like burning fire.
Seeing this, Guang Mu thought to herself, could it be that all old yinbi’s Contract Parchments are the same model?
Hiss, hiss, hiss…
The Contract Parchment began to burn, as if countless souls were wailing. Small skeletal hands reached out, grabbing Guang Mu’s left arm and pulling out nearly twenty-odd thin Contract Parchments, each with gray mist drifting from them.
Seeing these Contract Parchments, Su Xiao immediately recognized them as contracts drafted by Gray Gentleman. Each person’s drafted Contract Parchment was unique, carrying a faint trace of the drafter’s aura.
He and Gray Gentleman were “old friends,” often thinking of each other, wondering when they could finally kill the other.
“You ran into Gray Gentleman?”
Su Xiao’s question snapped Guang Mu back to reality. She nodded but didn’t say much. At this moment, aside from shock, she felt nothing else. Every single contract she had signed with Gray Gentleman was destroyed, as if they had never existed.
This was the flaw of the “Single Multi-Layer Contract.” Very few people knew about this. Such contracts inherently violated the principles of notarization, but after multiple judgments, this situation could exist.
The “Single Multi-Layer Contract” had a characteristic: it was itself multi-layered. Common ones had five layers; those proficient in this could create over a dozen. People like Wood, Su Xiao, and Gray Gentleman could manage around twenty-five to thirty layers.
Since it was inherently a single multi-layered item, it was impossible to have two copies simultaneously. For example, if Guang Mu signed Gray Gentleman’s “Single Multi-Layer Contract” and then Su Xiao’s “Single Multi-Layer Contract,” the two contracts would interfere with each other, ultimately leading to a mutual destruction scenario.
This was something only those who could create “Single Multi-Layer Contracts” generally knew, rarely shared. Or rather, using the mutual incompatibility of “Single Multi-Layer Contracts” to cancel one out was itself unfeasible.
After all, how many people who could create “Single Multi-Layer Contracts” didn’t tamper with their contracts? Who would dare to fight poison with poison with them?
The air suddenly fell silent. Guang Mu sat expressionlessly on the rock. She felt like laughing but held back for her own safety. She asked, “Are you all… demons? How can you come up with something like this? Consider the feelings of us ordinary contractors! And do I have to sign another one of these many-layered contracts?”
“No need.”
“Really?”
Guang Mu’s emotions were complicated. After a moment, Su Xiao drafted a new contract.
The Contract Parchment floated in front of Guang Mu. She hesitated, then took out a microscopic device to examine it. After that, she tried to peel the layers. After some research, she found that this contract was perfectly normal! It was a single-layer contract. The patterns were fine, and there were no tiny, invisible words.
This made Guang Mu’s gaze even more complex. She read the contract’s contents. The main terms were that she had to give 20% of her assets to Su Xiao. Within this world’s progress, as long as she didn’t attack Su Xiao, he wouldn’t actively attack her either—they would keep to themselves.
Of course, there was another clause: within this world’s progress, Guang Mu had to absolutely keep secret that she had seen Su Xiao.
Seeing these requirements, Guang Mu was speechless. She half-jokingly said:
“Bai Ye, since when are you so merciful? Honestly, are you into me? Want my body, thinking about having a go? Don’t even think about it. Even if I die, I won’t lose my dignity.”
While joking, Guang Mu pressed her hand onto the Contract Parchment, and then she realized something was wrong.
Just as the contract was about to take effect, the black text began to seep into the parchment, gradually penetrating to the back.
The parchment flipped on its own. The front’s contract text, after seeping to the back, completely changed its content. Guang Mu’s handprint on it also became a mirrored reverse handprint, slowly surfacing on the paper.
“??”
Guang Mu’s mouth involuntarily opened. She raised her hand to her head, her eyes filled with great confusion, unable to understand what kind of move this “Mirror Version: Penetration-Type Contract” was.
Compared to multi-layer contracts, this was even harder to guard against. A thought arose in Guang Mu’s mind: this contract was truly Reincarnation Paradise.
“I see. Oh~, so it can be done like this. I haven’t lived in vain today.”
Guang Mu’s strange knowledge had increased. Originally somewhat cold in personality, after being set up by Gray Gentleman, then beaten up by Su Xiao, and finally subjected to contract arrangements, she was now completely shut down. Yet her coldness had disappeared, and she even felt that being alive was truly wonderful.
Guang Mu stood up, stepping in high heels as she gracefully walked into the distance. She faced the greatest test of her life: how to act as a spy without being executed by Holy Light Paradise.
“Boss, are you just letting her go?”
Baha, who had returned from chasing enemies, landed by the stream to wash the blood off his feathers.
“Keeping her will be useful.”
Su Xiao flicked the blood off his long blade and sheathed it. He contacted Tide Hunter, telling him to hurry back.
A few minutes later, the convertible armored car returned. As soon as it stopped, Bubu Wang barked, telling Tide Hunter to get out. No one dared to ride in a car driven by Tide Hunter.
“Ugh~”
Li Xiniwei rolled out of the car, lying on the ground dry heaving.
From the back seat, the green grass juice on the heads of Pig Head Man Hausman and Steel Fang suggested that Tide Hunter must have flipped the car. The two innocent pig-headed men had their heads ground against the ground as they slid forward, staining the tops of their heads with grass juice.
All you could say was, Tide Hunter, you really are something—flipping an armored car.
Bubu Wang put on his beloved goggles and started revving the engine. After everyone was in the car, Bubu Wang did a drift in place, drawing a circle, then sped off toward the distant fortress.
Tide Hunter looked at the circular mark on the grass behind. Though his expression remained normal, his foot mimicked pressing the accelerator, mentally driving.
The battle here had been noticed by “T5-395 Fortress,” but they hadn’t acted rashly, sending no one to observe the fight.
The fortress itself was the strongest defense, capable of blocking ill-intentioned enemies. Most T5-level fortresses lacked defensive measures, and even if they had them, they were reluctant to use them due to the high consumption of living energy—those were Living Ore, the hard currency of this world.
The convertible armored car stopped a few dozen meters in front of the fortress. Inside the top-floor main control room, a pair of sibling vassals looked down at Su Xiao and the others from a nearly 3-meter-wide, curved glass window, with a full view.
Each of the sibling vassals held a goblet, tasting red wine while leisurely observing the scene below.
Su Xiao and the others were dressed as hunters and scavengers. In the eyes of these sibling vassals, a scavenger group of this scale was simply starving mad to attempt attacking a fortress. Once they got a bit closer, they could be dealt with using a pressure gun.
From the high vantage point of the sibling vassals, a blur shot toward the fortress’s main gate. The speed of this figure made the siblings realize this was no simple matter. Unfortunately, it was too late.
Boom!!!
A deafening sound spread, and the entire fortress shook as if hit by an earthquake. A muffled, pained groan could be faintly heard. The fortress was alive. After Su Xiao kicked it, the main gate—metal on the outside, biological on the inside—was shattered into pieces.
If this fortress had higher intelligence, it might have cried from that kick. It was like being fast asleep and suddenly having its front teeth kicked out. Even crying out loud would be understandable.
PS: (Three chapters written in one day. It’s been raining outside, and my neck is uncomfortable. I can only write for a while, then rest—consider it maintenance. Typhoon Maysak just passed, and I thought it was over, but now Typhoon Haishen is coming. I’ve never experienced a typhoon in my life, and in less than half a month, I’m about to experience two. I can’t help but cry snot. Dear readers, please spare some monthly tickets and recommendation tickets.)