Chapter 1089: Chapter 1059: Frederick’s Scheme
"You dare!!!"
Lin Yi stood before the Death Gate of the Eight Trigrams Array, when a furious roar from Frederick suddenly rang out in his mind:
"Do you even know what you’re doing, are you insane!"
At this moment even Frederick’s voice sounded a bit rushed as he said:
"If I tell you that if you get lost in there, even I won’t be able to save you."
"Would you still do it?"
While listening to Frederick, Lin Yi’s hand was already resting on the Death Gate.
Lin Yi raised his head to look up at the endless vault of heaven above and left behind one sentence:
"Yes!"
What Frederick might still not realize at this moment was that it was precisely his thunderous rage that made Lin Yi confirm the suspicion in his heart.
And it was also Frederick’s reaction that made Lin Yi even more resolute in his own thoughts.
Looking at Frederick’s expression that looked like he was about to lose control, Lin Yi muttered to himself in his heart:
"Then let me be willful just this once."
With that, Lin Yi pushed the door open without the slightest hesitation, and as he stepped inside, in the blink of an eye he vanished from the scene.
Obviously this Magic Mirror Image could not "peek" at the scenes behind those eight doors.
Only when Lin Yi disappeared behind the Death Gate did Wolff suddenly speak:
"I knew he’d do that."
He looked at Frederick’s body trembling from anger and smiled faintly:
"Drop the act."
"Isn’t this exactly the result you wanted?"
Sure enough, Frederick’s body instantly returned to normal.
Not only that.
The fury that had just been boiling over on his face was now gradually fading, and his expression held a trace of complexity and melancholy as he said:
"He’s still him after all, hasn’t changed one bit."
"Yeah."
Wolff sighed beside him and said:
"For a bunch of people he’s only known for a few days, he’s willing to give up a chance that benefits himself and go face the unknown alone."
As he said this, Wolff seemed to recall some old memories, and a glimmer of light appeared in those turbid eyes of his as he said:
"If it weren’t for that personality of his, this old bag of bones of mine probably wouldn’t still be alive today."
"Hehe~"
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"Damn! Boss Feng, when did you log off the game? Why didn’t you give us a heads-up!" At the door of Lin Yi’s villa, Ouyang Hao, who happened to be passing by, stared at Lin Yi at the door with a shocked expression.
Lin Yi was also jolted awake by Ouyang Hao’s voice:
"This is..."
Lin Yi stared in disbelief at the villa in front of him and those familiar faces:
’What’s going on?’
’How did I come back.’
Thinking it was just a hallucination, Lin Yi couldn’t help secretly pressing the nail of his thumb into his index finger:
"Tss~"
There was pain!
Could everything in front of him really be real?
Just as Lin Yi was still trying to figure out what was going on, Ouyang Hao’s voice instantly drew everyone’s attention.
The ridiculously handsome Guo Shaojie quickly put down the laptop in his hands and looked at Lin Yi in surprise:
"Boss Feng?"
"When did you get here."
The little lass Wang Zixin suddenly hopped out from the side and wrapped herself around Lin Yi’s thigh:
"Lin Yi-gege, where did you go these last few days, Xin’Er missed you so much."
At this time, Xiao He and Shen Yanhua were coming over carrying a steaming hot soup pot, and they looked at Lin Yi in surprise:
"Boss Feng logged off?"
But he quickly seemed to think better of it and said happily:
"But Boss Feng, your timing is perfect."
"This is Buddha Jumps Over the Wall my wife made for everyone. Come try it, see if my wife’s cooking is authentic or not."
In the yard, Jade Qilin Ian, who had been playing with Isabelle, habitually flew onto Lin Yi’s shoulder in an instant and said in a pitiful tone:
"Little master, you finally came back, I was bored to death."
As he spoke, he affectionately hugged Lin Yi’s head and gave him a fierce kiss:
"WuMa~"
Then Ian lay comfortably on Lin Yi’s shoulder and said:
"It’s still most comfortable staying by little master’s side."
Lin Yi glanced at Ian on his shoulder, and Wang Sijie beside him suddenly grabbed Lin Yi’s hand and said:
"Boss Feng, don’t just stand there."
"Come on, let’s eat, food’s ready."
Just then, a familiar voice sounded behind Lin Yi:
"Lin Yi? You logged off the game!"
Shangguan Yue was walking over, arm in arm with Zhang Xinying.
When Shangguan Yue saw Lin Yi, she also called out:
"Boss Feng."
But at this moment, Lin Yi’s gaze was fixed entirely on Zhang Xinying.
Everyone seemed not to notice the look of utter disbelief on Lin Yi’s face as Zhang Xinying directly grabbed his arm and said:
"Come on, sit down and eat first."
"You haven’t eaten for days, you must be starving."
Even after Lin Yi took his seat at the main table, the look of shock on his face still hadn’t faded.
Because Lin Yi clearly remembered that he should be on the Nine Nether Continent participating in the Divine Son selection right now, not here.
Eight Trigrams Array!!
Lin Yi’s Spirit suddenly jolted:
"Right."
He had clearly entered the Death Gate of the Eight Trigrams Array, yet everything before his eyes now gave Lin Yi a sense of mental dissonance: ’This is wrong.’
Even though everything in front of him was almost flawlessly real.
Lin Yi still muttered to himself:
"All of this is an illusion."
"It’s all fake."
Under everyone’s gaze, Lin Yi chose to close his eyes.
Right now there was only one thought in his mind, and that was to hurry up and wake up from this Illusion Realm.
Could all of this be a trial brought on by the Death Gate?
Suddenly a hand was placed on Lin Yi’s shoulder:
"Are you okay? Do you feel sick?"
With a waft of fragrance, Lin Yi’s eyes flew open in shock.
Lin Yi turned his head and looked at Zhang Xinying’s nearly flawless pretty face beside him.
Feeling that unique scent on Zhang Xinying’s body and her warm breath, Lin Yi still found it hard to believe:
"How can it be this real!"
But when Zhang Xinying heard what Lin Yi said, she worriedly reached out her little hand and pressed it to his forehead:
"No fever."
Zhang Xinying looked at Lin Yi in puzzlement:
"Why do you seem so weird right now, are you really okay?"
"If something’s wrong you have to tell us, we can all think of a solution together."
At this moment, the others also seemed to sense something and looked over toward Lin Yi.
Ouyang Hao said:
"Could Boss Feng have played the game too hard these days and started hallucinating?"
Shen Yanhua nodded on the side with a serious face:
"Sounds like it."
Yu Na smacked Shen Yanhua on the head in annoyance, and amid his pained wail, Yu Na bluntly pointed out the truth behind Lin Yi’s doubts:
"You’re not thinking everything in front of you is an illusion, are you?"
Everyone looked at each other at those words:
"What kind of line is that."
Wang Sijie even pinched a chunk of flesh on his own thigh:
"Tss~ that hurts!"
He exclaimed:
"This isn’t a dream."
"You guys can try it too."
Just then Zhang Xinying said to Lin Yi:
"How about I take you back to rest for a bit, maybe you’ll feel better after a nap."
As she spoke, she moved to pull Lin Yi up and leave.
But at this moment Lin Yi suddenly turned his head toward the villa entrance.
There he saw the cook aunt he’d hired, carrying a plate of his favorite braised fish as she walked over and said:
"Eh, Boss Lin, you’re here too."
She then seemed to realize something and said:
"Perfect."
"Come try the braised fish I made."
"I’m telling you, this fish was just caught from the sea by my old man, it’s super fresh, it’ll definitely taste great."
But Lin Yi suddenly stood up, pressed a sword to the auntie’s shoulder, and said blankly:
"Who are you!"
