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

Chapter 701

Before Xia Chi left, he raised his eyebrows at the boy beside him. “Brother, I’m heading out.”

The boy stood there with his back straight and his face expressionless, looking cold and indifferent.

Bai Lixin didn’t know why, but he felt a bit sorry for the kid.

As they walked out of the office, Bai Lixin glanced at Xia Chi, whose face was bruised and swollen. “Does it hurt?”

Xia Chi lifted his chin like a rooster who just won a fight, “It doesn’t hurt at all!”

“Oh,” Bai Lixin pulled out his phone, “Then I’ll tell Aunt—”

“Brother!” Xia Chi almost fell to his knees, “You’re my real brother! Please, whatever you do, don’t tell my mom. If she finds out, she’ll break my legs.”

Bai Lixin chuckled and put away his phone.

He never actually intended to tell his aunt. If Xia Chi really dared to notify his aunt or his mother, he wouldn’t have used his(Bai Lixin’s) phone number when the school called for a guardian.

“What’s up with that boy beside you?”

Xia Chi: “He’s the boy they were bullying. His name’s Tan Yue. After lunch, I saw those three guys cornering him near the toilet by the flower bed, demanding money, so I jumped in.”

“…” Bai Lixin: “Tan Yue seems less hurt than you, though?”

Xia Chi nodded, “Yeah, he’s pretty tough. Most of the injuries on those guys’ faces were from Tan Yue.”

Bai Lixin: “…”

‘So when you charged in to save him, did you end up just dragging Tan Yue down?’

After a while, Tan Yue also came out of the office.

He was in his second year of high school, but was taller than Xia Chi by half a head, and about the same height as Bai Lixin.

Though thin, his face already had the defined contours of a grown man, and there was a sharp determination in his gaze.

As Tan Yue passed by Xia Chi, his voice was cold, “Mind your own business.”

Xia Chi, with his swollen face, was almost fuming.

“He’s like a dog biting Lu Dongbin, not recognizing a good heart,” Xia Chi glared at Tan Yue’s stiff back. “If I help him again, I’ll be a dog!”

*Lu Dongbin is one of the most famous and revered figures in Chinese mythology and Taoist tradition, known as one of the Eight Immortals in Taoism. He is often portrayed as a kind-hearted, scholarly figure, and is believed to have achieved immortality through Taoist practices and discipline.

Bai Lixin: “…”

‘Well said, maybe don’t help him next time.’

Xia Chi’s injuries were quite noticeable, and bringing him home would certainly lead to his mother asking questions.

Xia Chi wasn’t exactly good at lying either, so any questioning would likely expose the truth.

Bai Lixin didn’t feel comfortable letting Xia Chi stay alone at a hotel either, and he couldn’t stay with him at the hotel because he had to look after Zhou Zirui.

Left with no choice, Bai Lixin made another call to Zhou Guang.

“Lawyer Zhou, sorry to bother you again.”

Zhou Guang sounded more energetic, likely having caught up on sleep. “Is something wrong, Teacher Bai Lixin?”

Bai Lixin: “Oh, Zirui is fine. Lin Jue has already handed the speaker over to a professional for analysis. I actually have a bit of a personal favor to ask.”

Ever efficient, Zhou Guang said without wasting a word, “Go ahead.”

Bai Lixin: “I have a younger brother who’s currently in a bit of a situation and can’t go home. Would it be alright if he stayed at your place with me for a few days? We’ll leave as soon as the matter is resolved.”

Zhou Guang readily agreed, “Sure, there’s a guest room at home. If you need anything, just ask the housekeeper.”

And so, Bai Lixin brought Xia Chi back to the Zhou residence.

That afternoon, when Zhou Zirui came home from school and saw an extra person in the house, he immediately put on a perfect display of the “Zhou Family Face Change”.

His cheerful face instantly dropped, fully expressing the words “not happy”.

Bai Lixin felt a bit guilty as well.

From Zhou Zirui’s perspective, Bai Lixin was just a private tutor staying for seven days, yet on the first day, he brought a friend to the employer’s house. Then on the second day, he brought a relative.

Anyone would feel a bit like their territory was being invaded.

So that night, during their tutoring session, Bai Lixin treated Zhou Zirui with extra care and gentleness, practically serving him as if he were an emperor.

In the end, Zhou Zirui was still just a child, and after being coaxed by Bai Lixin and hearing about Xia Chi’s heroics, he quickly warmed up to him. By the end of the evening, the two had become fast friends.

The two boys ended up doing their homework together, which made it easier for Bai Lixin to supervise them both.

Sometimes, Xia Chi would even help Zhou Zirui with questions using his high school knowledge.

Xia Chi was actually quite good at studying, but being new to this school, he wasn’t used to the teaching style and pace yet, so his initial test scores were just average.

However, his fundamentals were strong, and with a bit more practice, he’d have no problem getting into a top university.

While the two boys were busy with their homework, Bai Lixin was still anxious about the investigation into the speaker, and he took a moment to head downstairs.

Lin Jue was lounging on the couch in the living room, watching TV with his legs crossed. When he heard the noise, he looked up and teased, “Well, are you done playing house yet?”

Bai Lixin shot him a glance, “…”

‘As if you’re not playing house yourself.’

“I have a question,” Lin Jue leaned to the side, resting an arm on the back of the sofa, mischief in his eyes. “If Young Master Zhou and Master Xia were both drowning in a lake, who would you save first?”

Bai Lixin: “…”

‘That’s a good question. Don’t ask it again.’

Bai Lixin’s expression grew a little odd. “I probably wouldn’t save either.”

Lin Jue raised an eyebrow, “Huh?”

Bai Lixin: “I’d drown first.”

“But I could do it,” Lin Jue laughed loudly and flexed his arms, “I’m a swimming champion. I could save both at the same time.”

Bai Lixin responded dryly, “Well, aren’t you amazing.”

Lin Jue grinned, “Why else would I be the top bodyguard in the business?”

Bai Lixin: “So, top bodyguard, are there any updates on the investigation?”

Lin Jue: “Oh, that. The technical analysis is a bit complicated, so it’ll take some time.”

Lin Jue turned out to be quite different from Bai Lixin’s first impression of him. At first, with his cool outfit and stern face, Bai Lixin thought he was the silent, aloof type. Turns out, he talked a lot—and he talked a lot of nonsense.

With the two students upstairs still in class, Bai Lixin didn’t stay downstairs for too long and quickly returned.

On his way back up, he stopped by the kitchen to grab some fruit for Zhou Zirui and Xia Chi. When he walked in, he found the kitchen a mess.

The fruit that the housekeeper had sliced earlier had been half-eaten, and there was juice splattered on the cutting board.

Those two boys had been upstairs doing homework the whole time, and he certainly hadn’t eaten it, so the only culprit left was Lin Jue.

Looking at the uneven bite marks on the fruit, Bai Lixin quietly started cleaning up.

‘Lin Jue, my impression of you has really evolved.’

‘Not only do you talk a lot, but your teeth are a mess, too.’

‘Are these even human teeth? More like an animal’s.’

After tidying up the cutting board, Bai Lixin took more fruit from the fridge, cut it fresh, and brought the plate upstairs.

By then, Lin Jue had already gotten up from the couch and was now doing push-ups on the floor, balancing himself on two fingers.

He wore a tight, form-fitting workout shirt, his muscles rippling with each movement.

When Bai Lixin reached the second floor and was about to enter the room, he overheard the two boys talking inside.

“Aren’t you Teacher Bai Lixin’s brother? How come you don’t know anything?”

“Don’t push it, Little King Yama. I’m his brother, not a worm in his stomach. How should I know what he’s thinking?”

“Fine, then let me ask you something you do know. What kind of boyfriend does Teacher Bai Lixin like?”

“Hey, why are you asking about a boyfriend? My brother’s a man. If he likes someone, it’d be a girl.”

“You don’t get it. Teacher Bai Lixin definitely looks like he’s gay.”

Bai Lixin: “…”

‘Wait… Where did you get the idea that I’m gay?’

‘Are teenagers going through puberty this terrifying?’

Xia Chi: “I don’t know about that. Brother has never dated anyone. Auntie won’t let him date.”

Zhou Zirui: “Why? Is she that conservative? Teacher Bai Lixin is already in college. It wouldn’t be considered early dating.”

“It’s not like that. Auntie already arranged a marriage for Brother a long time ago. She’s afraid it’ll upset the girl, so she forbids him from dating.”

“Damn it,” Zhou Zirui cursed, “An arranged marriage?! That’s such feudal nonsense! Does Teacher Bai Lixin even like her?”

Xia Chi: “I guess so. Auntie took him to meet her back then, and he didn’t object.”

Zhou Zirui’s voice suddenly sounded deflated: “Ugh, so Teacher Bai Lixin already has someone he’s going to marry.”

Xia Chi: “Auntie was even calculating the dates a few days ago, saying they’re likely to get married this year. She’s already waiting to have grandchildren.”

Zhou Zirui: “Wow! Stop talking! Don’t say anymore!”

Bai Lixin couldn’t listen any longer and directly pushed the door open.

If Xia Chi kept going, he’d have twins by next year.

‘Xia Chi, have you ever considered that your aunt has schizophrenia? You shouldn’t take her words too seriously.’

Zhou Zirui glared at Bai Lixin with red eyes, and said aggrievedly: “Teacher Bai Lixin, I heard you’re going to have a baby.”

Bai Lixin: “…”

‘Look at that, in just a minute, rumors have gotten this bad.’

“No, that’s not true. I don’t even have a girlfriend, so where would I be getting married or having kids?” Bai Lixin felt he had to correct this topic immediately, or who knows what it would turn into.

Zhou Zirui wiped his eyes: “But Xia Chi said you’re getting married this year and having a baby next year.”

Xia Chi widened his eyes: “I didn’t say my brother would have a baby next year, you’re making things up!”

“This is a long story.”

“I don’t have a fiancée. It’s just that I was often sick when I was younger, always catching colds and fevers. A shaman said my birth chart was weak, and I needed protection from a strong spirit. So, I had a ghost marriage.”

“Normally, in cases like mine, you’d ask for a godmother. But the shaman said my birth chart was extremely yin—born in a yin year, yin month, yin day. This kind of birth chart attracts ghosts, and ordinary protection wouldn’t suffice. The only thing that could balance my extreme yin energy was someone born on a yang year, yang month, and yang day. That way, the yang energy would neutralize my yin.”

“But regular protection wouldn’t work; it had to be a ghost marriage, so that the yin and yang energies could balance.”

Xia Chi and Zhou Zirui were both stunned.

Zhou Zirui: “That sounds so mystical. What happened then?”

Bai Lixin put down the fruit plate and handed each of them a slice of apple.

“What happened? I went ahead and had the ghost marriage with the person’s birth chart. Afterward, I had a high fever, and when it broke, my health significantly improved. I stopped getting sick as often.”

Zhou Zirui: “Your health got better because of the ghost marriage?”

Bai Lixin smiled: “Of course not. I’m a firm believer in science. It was just psychological. Children often catch colds and fevers. After those few years, I started exercising, and my health naturally improved.”

Zhou Zirui gave an “oh” and bit into his apple with a loud crunch. “That makes sense. There’s no way ghosts really exist in this world.”

“But Teacher Bai Lixin, if something like that happens again, you should go next door and find Brother Song. He seems really professional.”

‘Brother Song, huh? That silver-haired guy, Song Yuantian.’

For some reason, even though Song Yuantian had saved him, he instinctively felt that man was dangerous. He preferred to avoid him whenever possible.

Xia Chi’s room was arranged right next to Bai Lixin’s.

In the middle of the night, Bai Lixin was once again disturbed by the sound of running water.

At first, he thought it was Xia Chi. But the next moment, Bai Lixin sat up in bed and looked toward his bathroom warily.

Each guest room had its own bathroom.

Xia Chi was next door, but the sound of running water was coming from his own bathroom.

Could someone have snuck into his room?

Bai Lixin suddenly became tense.

He turned on the lights and cautiously approached the bathroom.

As he passed by the wardrobe, he grabbed a hanger and headed for the bathroom. The lights were off inside, but the sound of running water continued.

Taking a deep breath, Bai Lixin flicked on the bathroom light from the outside and quickly pushed the door open, swinging the hanger, “Who’s there?!”

But the bathroom was empty.

The showerhead was dry, and there were no water stains on the floor or walls.

It seemed like it had all been a figment of his imagination.

Bai Lixin’s expression froze. He rubbed his temples and closed the bathroom door.

He retrieved the medication he had brought for his mental condition from home, then headed to the kitchen, took two pills, and swallowed them with water.

His condition was getting worse. He couldn’t delay anymore. Tomorrow, he had to go to the hospital.

As he passed through the living room, it seemed like his auditory hallucinations were returning.

At midnight, he heard a “bang, bang, bang” coming from the front door.

He wanted to ignore it, but the sound pounded in his chest like a temple bell, making his heart race.

Hesitating for a moment, Bai Lixin walked to the door.

Through the peephole, in the dark night, he could faintly see a figure in the fog not too far away and waving at him.

He didn’t know why, but as if under some kind of spell, he opened the door and started walking toward the figure.

The figure remained a short distance ahead, never getting closer, yet never too far away.

It seemed like he was about to catch up, but he was always just one step behind.

Bai Lixin’s heart grew anxious, and his pace quickened.

‘Stop.’

‘Who are you?’

‘Why do you look so familiar?’

‘Who are you, really?’

The figure seemed to hear Bai Lixin’s inner call and suddenly stopped.

The silhouette drew nearer, and Bai Lixin couldn’t help but quicken his steps.

Just as he was about to see the person’s face clearly, a force wrapped around his waist and yanked him back.

His body fell against something solid, and Bai Lixin subconsciously looked back, only to see a mass of black mist.

The thick fog coiled around Bai Lixin tightly, and a low voice echoed in his ear.

“My little bride, don’t take another step forward.”

Bai Lixin looked ahead in a daze. The fog slowly lifted, revealing the artificial lake.

At some point, he had walked to the marble edge of the lake. If he had taken one more step, he would have fallen into the cold water.

As the fog cleared, he finally saw the figure’s face.

Loose hair.

Pale cheeks.

Crimson lips.

A slender frame.

It was himself…

“His” body stood over the lake weightlessly, beckoning him silently.

His lips moved, as if saying: Come, come to me, hurry…

Bai Lixin stared blankly at himself on the lake. The black mist behind him closed in, covering his eyes, and the scene before him disappeared.

He heard the mist’s voice whisper, “Your expression right now is like a pitiful little puppy. Good boy, get some rest.”

The alarm rang, and Bai Lixin groggily sat up in bed.

The strange taste in his mouth lingered, but sunlight poured in through the window.

Another dream.

The two pills seemed to still be working. His mind felt fuzzy, as though he was sitting in cotton.

Rubbing his temples, familiar yet unfamiliar scenes flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

He remembered.

Finally, he remembered the incident from when he “fell into the water”.

That day, the taxi driver said the car could only stop in front of the villa and could not drive any further.

He had no choice but to get out of the car and follow the path along the artificial lake.

Somehow, he ended up falling into the lake.

The water was freezing, and he struggled desperately, calling for help. Water kept flooding into his mouth, and he couldn’t make a sound anymore. His strength gradually weakened.

His body felt as if it was tied to a thousand-pound steel ball, sinking deeper into the lake.

In the final moment, he hopelessly watched the surface of the lake grow farther and farther away, until he lost consciousness.

He didn’t know how much time had passed. When he regained consciousness, he was already lying on the shore of the lake.

In a daze, he stood up, his eyes empty, and walked to the house of his employer, Lawyer Zhou Guang, but he had lost the memory of falling into the lake.

What happened afterward? Did someone save him from the lake?

Who could it have been?

There were only two families living in the villa area. Lawyer Zhou Guang didn’t know he had fallen into the water. Could it have been Song Yuantian who saved him?

Bai Lixin recalled the first time they met. Song Yuantian had warned him to stay away from the lake.

Could it really have been him?

Maybe he saw him fall into the lake once, so he gave a special reminder.

If Song Yuantian had saved him, he had to visit him and express his gratitude properly.

After wearing his slippers, Bai Lixin walked towards the bathroom. As he walked, he felt something under his foot. He raised his foot in confusion and noticed that a small pebble had somehow gotten lodged in the pattern of his slipper.

How could there be a stone in such a clean house?

Bai Lixin didn’t dwell on the matter for long. After he picked the pebble out of his shoe, he quickly forgot about it.

There were no classes on Tuesday morning, so after tidying up, Bai Lixin headed to the hospital.

Compared to the crowded areas in front of other departments, the area in front of the psychiatric ward seemed somewhat deserted.

There were only two patients ahead of Bai Lixin. He sat quietly on a long bench in the corridor, occasionally seeing doctors in white coats and masks passing by.

He couldn’t help but think of the terrifying hallucinations he had experienced the day before.

If he really had hallucinations, then what he thought was real might not be real at all.

For instance, the face of the cadaver lying on the hospital bed.

Maybe the cadaver didn’t actually look like the imagined face of Cao Lin, and it was just his hallucinations that made him see it that way.

Once he identified the source of his hallucinations, the suffocating feeling in Bai Lixin’s chest began to ease.

He was more willing to accept that he was ill than to believe that he had really seen a ghost.

It seemed like someone was watching him, and Bai Lixin instinctively turned his head.

At the end of the corridor, under the dim lights, stood a man in a white coat and a blue mask.

The man had his hands in his pockets, staring intently at Bai Lixin.

This time, Bai Lixin was calm, returning the man’s gaze.

‘Hallucinations, they’re all just hallucinations.’

‘Once I finish the medicine the doctor prescribes, we’ll be saying goodbye.’

Half an hour later, it was Bai Lixin’s turn.

“Close the door,” the doctor said as soon as Bai Lixin entered. “Sit here.”

The consultation room wasn’t large and there were two desks in the room.

One was placed by the window, facing the door, and the other was set against the wall next to it.

The desk by the window was the doctor’s workspace, while the other seemed to be a table for files, with folders and papers stacked on it.

A glass bookcase stood next to the wall, filled with neatly arranged files and books.

Bai Lixin sat across from the doctor and carefully observed him.

The doctor was a man, not very old, likely under thirty.

The white doctor’s coat fit him perfectly, hinting at a well-proportioned build.

His hair was neatly combed back, and he wore gold-rimmed glasses. His eyes behind the lenses exuded a gentle warmth, making people subconsciously lower their guard.

He was wearing a mask, but that didn’t stop others from imagining the rest of his features based on what was visible.

This was likely a very handsome doctor.

Even without seeing his full face, his presence radiated elegance.

“What’s your name?” The doctor’s voice was also gentle.

Bai Lixin gave his name.

The doctor nodded, “I checked the appointment record. It seems you came in yesterday but left?”

Bai Lixin: “Yes, I had some personal matters to attend to, so I had to leave. Sorry about that.”

“No problem,” the doctor flipped through Bai Lixin’s medical records. Bai Lixin noticed how beautiful the doctor’s hands were, with distinct, elegant fingers. “Tell me about your situation.”

Bai Lixin: “I have been hearing and seeing things recently, and I also lost my memory not long ago.”

He was originally worried that the other party would be impatient, but the doctor looked at him with an extremely gentle and encouraging look throughout the process, and he started talking about everything in detail

Whenever he got nervous, the doctor would respond, making him feel heard.

The doctor was attentive to every concern.

When Bai Lixin grew parched, the doctor kindly offered him a cup of warm water.

Bai Lixin was almost moved to tears.

This was truly a good doctor.

It took Bai Lixin about twenty minutes to recount his experiences over the past few days.

The doctor’s tone remained gentle. “You’ve had a tough time these past few days.”

Bai Lixin was a little anxious, “Doctor, is there hope for me? I feel like my condition is quite serious.”

The doctor: “Every illness has its cause. Just as the flu is caused by a virus, mental illnesses have their own triggers too. From what you’ve described, your symptoms seem to have started after your incident in the lake. I suspect the fear of death triggered a stress response, leading to a series of reactions.”

“There are two treatment plans available. One is conservative therapy, and the other is desensitization therapy.” His soft gaze rested on Bai Lixin’s face. “I recommend starting with conservative therapy. If that doesn’t work, we can consider the second option.”

Bai Lixin nodded. “Alright, doctor. I’ll follow your advice.”

The doctor: “Please lie down on the bed in the other room. I’ll perform a simple examination.”

Bai Lixin stood up obediently. Before he could leave, the doctor added, “Take off your shirt, and roll up your sleeves and pant legs to expose your wrists and ankles.”

The surface of the bed was leather and felt slightly cold.

Bai Lixin placed his sweatshirt underneath him, rolled up his pants, and exposed his wrists and ankles.

Soon, the doctor entered and applied some gel to Bai Lixin’s wrists, ankles, and chest, preparing to take an electrocardiogram.

After about ten seconds, the doctor suddenly said, “Hmm, that’s strange. Could you sit up for a moment? It seems the device isn’t making proper contact. It didn’t detect a heartbeat.”