After the Full-Level Boss Entered the Infinite Game By Mistake

Chapter 652

Bai Lixin poked his head out after the dizziness subsided.

He had imagined that the black box might be where Dijia lived, but he hadn’t expected such a scene.

What lay before him was a picture of violent destruction.

The ceiling above had been shattered into bits and pieces; some parts had already fallen, while others hung precariously.

The crystal chandelier lay shattered on the ground, shards and debris scattered everywhere.

Wooden furniture, marble tabletops, white porcelain floors, and walls had all been destroyed beyond recognition, with marks of a sharp object everywhere.

This place had once been inhabited.

But something had happened here, turning it into this state of ruin.

Bai Lixin looked up at the clown. The clown tilted his head, slowly rotating his neck as if surveying the room.

After scanning the room, the clown’s previously still feet began to move, and he headed toward the living room.

From the broken furniture, it was evident that the living room had once held a black marble coffee table and a black leather sofa. The marble coffee table was broken into several pieces, and the black leather sofa had only one leg standing crookedly on the floor.

The clown walked over to the marble coffee table, reached into an undamaged drawer, and pulled out a black remote control.

Then, the clown plopped down onto the wobbly sofa. Despite the sofa having one corner left and was shaky, the clown sat on it as steadily as if it were a perfectly balanced, comfortable couch.

The sofa faced a white wall, and on that wall hung a crooked screen.

The clown pointed the remote at the screen and pressed a button. Unexpectedly, light flickered on the screen—it still worked.

A blue light flashed, and an image slowly appeared on the screen in the darkness.

It was a game live broadcast.

What used to be hundreds of live broadcast rooms every day had now become a unified display, as all players had been brought to the game lobby. Every live broadcast room now showed nothing but static.

The clown opened one live broadcast room, and Bai Lixin could hear the “hissing” of a busy signal above.

The clown switched to another channel, but it was still just a busy signal.

He persisted, changing channels over and over again, but all he saw was the same static and he heard the same busy signal.

Bai Lixin clung to the edge of the clown’s pocket, silently observing the clown’s near-obsessive mechanical actions. “Are you trying to find a specific channel?”

With no one else around, Bai Lixin didn’t need to hide and simply spoke directly.

The clown’s hand paused slightly as he pressed the button. He let out a dejected “hmm”: “No, no, none of these are what I want to watch.”

Bai Lixin: “Maybe you can try the offline channels.”

Upon hearing this, the clown quickly found the inconspicuous “Offline Channels” option in the top right corner. He opened it, and there were only five videos.

The clown clicked on the first video, and what appeared was a player’s view from a cliffside.

After just a few seconds, the clown closed the first video and moved on to the second.

The second video was just blackness and static, with no image.

The clown decisively closed it and clicked on the third video.

The third video showed a sea of flowers, but within this beautiful flower field grew terrifying carnivorous plants. The carnivorous plants were devouring something with their large, gaping mouths. Upon closer inspection, one could see two human legs sticking out of a plant’s chewing mouth.

The clown closed the third video expressionlessly and silently clicked on the fourth.

A deep blue ocean was reflected in the eyes of the clown and Bai Lixin.

Several merfolk moved through the sea, the camera zooming in as they drew closer and closer until they finally appeared clearly in the image.

The merfolk with green skins, bulging eyes and sharp teeth almost took up the entire white wall.

Among them, one merfolk stood out.

It was a merfolk with a blue tail, fair skin, delicate features, and soft hair.

The clown let out a satisfied hum, casually tossing the remote control onto the table. His body sank lazily into the corner of the soft leather sofa, “This is the one.”

In the scene, the merfolk were scattered by the ocean currents and chased by sea monsters. The blue-tailed merfolk was suddenly swept into a strange sea, where he was picked up by a formless black entity.

The black tentacles roamed over the blue-tailed merfolk’s body from head to tail, growing bolder by the second.

The merfolk gritted his teeth, letting out unwilling moans.

Bai Lixin: “…”

‘What does it feel like to be forced to watch your own gay video?’

‘It’s the kind of shame that makes you want to crawl into a hole and never come out.’

But the clown watched with great interest, his gloved fingers unconsciously brushing up and down his chest pocket, unconsciously mimicking the actions of the black monster on the screen.

His fingers were long and strong. Even through the fabric, Bai Lixin could feel the pressure of the fingertips.

Above, the little blue-tailed merfolk’s cries suddenly became sharper, tinged with sobs.

With blushing cheeks, Bai Lixin poked his head out and saw a crystal-clear object slide down the blue-tailed merfolk’s cheek.

A black tentacle reached out, caught it steadily and then opened up, revealing a purple-pink pearl.

The memories suddenly flooded Bai Lixin’s mind.

Bai Lixin now wished he could find a hole, bury himself in it, and put up a sign that read, “This person is dead, please burn paper for him”.

The clown stretched out his arm in a daze, revealing a thin, bony wrist.

He looked at his bare wrist, then at the pearl on the screen, murmuring, “It seems there was a string of pearls too.”

Suddenly, the clown jumped up from the sofa and started rummaging through the room.

His movements were rough; the marble coffee table was flipped over, crashing into the ceiling, and the already precarious ceiling collapsed with a loud “boom”.

The pitiful debris on the floor was smashed once more, becoming even more fragmented.

The white screen fell from the wall, and the video was interrupted. The clown froze, staring blankly at the broken screen and the scattered debris. He suddenly seemed lost, like a child who had done something wrong, crouching down and curling into a ball, “It’s broken, everything’s broken, I’m broken too.”

Bai Lixin: “…”

The clown crouched on the floor, his pocket resting against his knees.

Bai Lixin slowly crawled out of the pocket, reached into the sad clown’s other pocket, pulled out some cookies and took a few bites.

With each bite, Bai Lixin grew a bit larger.

After a dozen bites, he had returned to his original size. There was still more than half a cookie left, and Bai Lixin habitually tossed it into his backpack.

The grieving clown didn’t notice the sudden appearance of a full-grown person beside him. Bai Lixin didn’t bother him either, and started to wander around.

Although the room was completely destroyed, traces of the former owner’s life were still visible.

The floor, walls, and furniture were all marked by signs of battle, suggesting that the fight had involved two people.

One used a heavy, toothy weapon, and the other used a sharp, pointed weapon.

At the thought of a heavy, toothy weapon, Bai Lixin immediately thought of Little Overlord’s meteor hammer.

Dijia usually uses a sword, so the other sharp weapon likely belonged to him.

The two had fought fiercely here, and from the current state of things, it seemed that “Dijia lost”.

Little Overlord defeated Dijia, who then fell into a coma and was hidden by Little Overlord.

Bai Lixin carefully moved through the chaotic room.

Judging by the battle marks and the disarray, it seemed that someone had ransacked the place after the fight.

Recalling how Little Overlord had previously interrogated him about where Dijia had hidden his belongings, it was likely that Little Overlord had been the one searching.

Dijia had once said that the props he put up as rewards in the Nationwide Battle Event were only a small part of his entire in-game wealth.

If just a small part could feed 300,000 people, then one could imagine how huge his wealth is.

Little Overlord must have been searching for that wealth.

But despite many attempts, he hadn’t found it.

Where could Dijia’s game props be hidden?

Bai Lixin wandered back and forth in the room but found nothing.

He ventured deeper until he came upon a destroyed black bed. Directly above the bed was a large golden eye.

Bai Lixin stopped in his tracks.

It was a golden eye totem painted on the ceiling.

After a moment of thought, Bai Lixin climbed onto the bed and lay down in the center, his gaze just meeting the eye above.

The eye remained still, always open and looking down, as if it had been always monitoring this bed and the person sleeping on it, Dijia.

Was this how Dijia slept when he was trapped on the 999th floor, always under this gaze?

The bed suddenly sank, and a slender body lay down beside him.

At some point, the clown had ended his grief, quietly climbed up from the floor, and got into bed.

He lay on his side, looking at Bai Lixin, “Bai Lixin.”

Bai Lixin turned his head, “Hmm?”

Soft hair brushed past the clown’s nose, and his dark eyes reflected the young man’s handsome, delicate face. The clown’s Adam’s apple moved subtly, “You look…”

Bai Lixin: “Very handsome?”

Don’t blame him for being narcissistic, it’s just the truth!

The clown: “You look delicious.”

Bai Lixin: “?”

The clown moved closer to Bai Lixin, their clothes brushing against each other, and his nose pressing against Bai Lixin’s collarbone.

He inhaled the scent on the young man greedily. The more he sniffed, the drier his mouth became. A fire ignited in his heart and quickly spread, burning fiercely and uncontrollably.

The clown opened his mouth, revealing sharp fangs. “Can I have a bite?”

“?” Bai Lixin flatly refused, “No!”

The clown closed his mouth in disappointment, his body growing hotter.

From within his mouth, his teeth made a grinding sound, “I noticed you look very similar to the merfolk in the video earlier, so…”

Bai Lixin looked at the clown expectantly, “So what?”

‘Did he remember something?’

The clown: “So you must have pearls coming out too, right?”

Bai Lixin: “?”

The clown: “I lost a pearl bracelet. I helped you before, and you said you’d repay me. Now’s the time. Help me make a string of pink pearl bracelets.”

Bai Lixin suddenly jumped off the bed and strode forward.

The clown followed closely behind, “Bai Lixin, why are you running? You haven’t given me the pink pearls yet.”

Bai Lixin quickened his pace.

‘This is too much!’

‘Do you really want a string of pink pearls? No, you want my life!’

He moved hurriedly and recklessly, not paying attention to where he stepped and tripped on something, stumbling forward.

Someone suddenly grabbed him, halting his fall, but the person behind him was pulled down as well.

Just as they were both about to hit the ground, the floor suddenly transformed into a black vortex.

Darkness flashed before them, and when Bai Lixin came to his senses, they had been squeezed out of the black box.

“You finally came out, Bai Lixin,” a familiar, arrogant voice rang out.

Bai Lixin frowned as he looked at the end of the 999th floor. At some point, Little Overlord had arrived.

He crossed his arms over his chest, surrounded by nearly a hundred tumor monsters, all staring at Bai Lixin with predatory eyes.

The players who were originally on the 999th floor were nowhere to be seen, and Sun Ning was also absent.

“God Xin…”

A faint voice entered Bai Lixin’s ear.

Bai Lixin was momentarily stunned.

It was Sun Ning’s voice.

He looked around, scanning the area where the sound came from, his eyes flashing with surprise.

The sound came from a tumor monster.

The tumor monster had several eyes, which were spinning around.

“God Xin… don’t… answer…”

Sun Ning’s voice reached Bai Lixin’s ears again.

He stared intently at the tumor monster, which was desperately writhing toward him. The mouth beneath the tumor opened and closed, and several eyes constantly oozed white liquid, as if crying.

“Annoying,” Little Overlord kicked the tumor monster hard, and it slammed into the wall. The wall glowed blue, and where the tumor monster touched, the sound of electrical currents crackled.

The tumor monster let out a wail, then curled up on the ground, its back charred and burnt.

Bai Lixin pressed his lips together tightly. He opened his friends list, and found that Sun Ning’s avatar was now at the bottom.

Damn it!

“Little Overlord, you truly deserve to die.” Bai Lixin clenched his teeth and glared coldly at Little Overlord.

The other tumor monsters formed a fleshy wall, blocking Little Overlord from view.

Little Overlord laughed, “So, you can make that face too.”

“I deserve to die? And what can you do about it? Kill me? Can you?”

“I love watching that expression on your face—wanting to kill me but unable to.”

“You finally understand my rage back then, don’t you?”

Little Overlord pointed at Sun Ning, “What’s her name again? Sun something… she kept shouting about getting revenge on me.”

“I originally wanted to let her go, but she’s your friend.”

“Bai Lixin, you should feel guilty. If it weren’t for your connection to them, she, he, he, and him… none of them would have ended up like this.”

Bai Lixin laughed angrily, “Killing someone is killing someone. Why try to justify it? You’re truly pathetic. Even after reaching the 999th floor, you’re still just a loser.”

Little Overlord’s arrogant face twisted slightly but quickly returned to normal. He sneered at Bai Lixin, then glanced at the clown next to him, “You went to the 850th floor earlier, right? Then you must know what I took. Aren’t you curious about who I nailed to the cross?”

The young man’s furious expression froze.

Little Overlord smirked, “Looks like you’ve guessed it. Yes, it’s that man.”

He raised two fingers, “I have two bargaining chips now.”

“One is your friends.”

“The other is that man.”

“And all I want is one thing—the game fortune that man hid.”

“Every hour, I’ll turn one of your friends into one of these tumor monsters. Until you deliver that man’s fortune to me.”

“I’m not greedy. In return, I’ll give that man back to you.”

Little Overlord glanced at the scorched tumor monster on the ground disdainfully, “Consider these as my greeting gifts, Bai Lixin. Hurry up and find it, you only have 59 minutes left.”

“Hahahahaha—”

Little Overlord got on the elevator and left, leaving behind a group of wailing tumor monsters.

“Kill… me…”

“Save…me…”

The tumor monsters’ voices continued to echo, filled with human agony.

The burnt tumor monster weakly lifted its eyes, and from beneath the tumor, a strained voice emerged, “Don’t… answer…”

It repeated those two words before its body collapsed to the ground, dissolving into a pile of flesh in Bai Lixin’s eyes, just like the tumor monsters on the 850th floor.

Sun Ning is dead.

This news hit Bai Lixin’s chest like a heavy stone.

Just a few minutes ago, Sun Ning had been shouting behind him, vowing to avenge her brother. But in the blink of an eye, when he saw her again, she had already been destroyed by the Little Overlord.

[Ding!]

[Ding!]

[Ding!]

The notification sound of chat messages rang out.

Bai Lixin opened the messages in a daze and found that the messages came from different people.

Xia Chi: [Brother, Sun Ning’s avatar turned gray! Sun Ning is dead!]

Song Yuantian: [Something happened to Sun Ning.]

Li Can Can: [God Xin, it seems like Sun Ning is dead.]

Bai Lixin: …

The painful wails of the surrounding monsters grew louder, and gradually, the human-like sounds became fewer.

At the same time, the human side of them was slowly being stripped away. The tumor monsters started making terrifying wails, attacking any living beings they could reach indiscriminately.

One tumor monster viciously bit another tumor monster next to it.

The second tumor monster was immediately absorbed into the first one, making the first tumor monster grow larger. The skin full of tumors on it also began to change.

The skin started to twist and deform, gradually revealing two human faces.

The human faces opened their mouths wide, their expressions full of pain.

The tumor monster continued to devour, and the other tumor monsters also started cannibalizing each other.

The 999th floor had become a repeat of the purgatory on the 850th floor. The people he had rescued from the 850th floor ultimately couldn’t escape the Little Overlord grasp and still ended up like this.

As the tumor monster devoured more of its kind, it grew larger, and more faces appeared on its body, becoming clearer and clearer.

Gradually, he heard a familiar voice.

“God Xin…”

Beneath the outline of human faces was a blurry, distorted face of Sun Ning.

With tears streaming down her face, Sun Ning looked at Bai Lixin in agony, constantly pleading for help: “Help me, come help me.”

“God Xin, I’m so hungry, I really want to eat.”

Bai Lixin’s face tightened, and he pulled out his scythe.

The white light cut through the air, slashing down on the tumor monster again and again.

The tumor let out wails of agony, and the human voices screamed in misery.

“Ah, it hurts!”

“Don’t kill me!”

“God Xin, it’s me, I’m Sun Ning! Don’t kill me!”

‘No! You’re not Sun Ning!’

‘Sun Ning was a player who, even in death, was sending him important information, not an ugly monster like you.’

‘Don’t use Sun Ning’s face to make such sounds. You don’t deserve it, you’re insulting her!’

The white scythe brutally slashed through the twisted and deformed face of Sun Ning.

That face let out an unwilling wail and finally, the tumor monster collapsed to the ground, dissolving into a pool of blood.

The 999th floor fell into complete silence.

Soaked in blood, only two figures remained standing.

Bai Lixin glanced at the black box behind him, then took out the key from his backpack and inserted it again.

The key once again sank into the black box. Bai Lixin turned the key, but this time, it wouldn’t move.

Bai Lixin tried to pull the key out and try again, but it was firmly stuck in the box, immovable, as if it had merged with the box and become one.

He tried several times, but he still couldn’t pull the key out.

The ripples on the surface of the black box kept flowing back and forth, boiling like water.

The box looked as if it was about to explode.

He instinctively stepped back two steps.

The black box suddenly began to shake violently.

Its hard surface trembled constantly like iron powder on a speaker.

The clown grabbed Bai Lixin’s hand and pulled him back several steps.

At that moment, the black box seemed to finally be unable to withstand the vibration. With a loud “bang”, it exploded like an over-inflated balloon.

Everything happened suddenly, so suddenly that Bai Lixin was completely stunned.

He stared blankly at the empty beam of light, confusion flashing in his eyes.

“It’s gone?”

He murmured in disbelief.

Was that black house just…gone?

There were still many places he hadn’t seen. Could there be clues that Dijia left for him inside?

“It doesn’t matter anymore,” the clown ruffled Bai Lixin’s hair gently. “Boom! What a great explosion.”

Bai Lixin looked at the clown in a daze.

The clown let out a gleeful laugh, spreading his arms wide to embrace the air. “Boom! The cage is blown away!”

Bai Lixin’s pupils contracted slightly.

Cage?

The cage that imprisoned Dijia?

So that wasn’t a key, but the trigger for a time bomb?

Was the reason he was ejected not because of the little overlord, but because the black box was about to explode, so it forced him and the clown out?

The clown’s joyous laughter echoed throughout the 999th floor.

Around them were chunks of flesh and pools of blood, and the terrifying laughter mixed with the scene was more horrifying than any horror movie.

The anger in Bai Lixin’s heart gradually subsided.

He looked at the clown that was laughing happily, then at the bare beam of light in front of him.

The beam of light was still there, but there was nothing beneath it for it to illuminate.

The shadow it once cast was gone, leaving it lonely and unwilling.

Bai Lixin suddenly felt a surge of joy in his heart.