QT- I’m Almost Died
Chapter 236. Fan Jialuo, What Exactly Are You?
Fan Jialuo stayed in this space in a meditative posture for five days. The magnetic field he released changed from being extremely aggressive on the first day, to slightly weakening on the second day, then to only defending and not attacking on the third day, until it became convergent on the fourth day and completely disappeared on the fifth day.
He portrayed the entire process of a strong person slowly weakening under the torment of hunger and thirst, and Ma You actually believed it. For even though he had “become a god,” he would feel hungry if he didn’t eat a meal and thirsty if he didn’t drink for half a day. So he naturally assumed that no one in the world could survive without eating or drinking.
His background determined his knowledge and perspective, which cannot be changed by the strength of his abilities.
He extended a finger to poke Fan Jialuo’s drooping head, trying to make his corpse slowly collapse. Then he would step on his back, open a portal to make a grand entrance outside, then collect the corpse, grind it to pieces, and splatter blood and chunks of flesh across the entire New Era Square. He would also place this person’s head on the sculpture of the woman holding a book, and then write a line in his blood: 【Reading is utterly useless! 】
So, in his eyes, Fan Jialuo is nothing but a fart, hahaha! Ma You was amused by his own imagination, his mouth widening to reveal a row of gleaming white teeth, his appearance resembling a demon. Just as he was about to touch the man’s hair, a cold hand suddenly grabbed his fingertips and forcefully twisted them upwards……
The cracking sound of breaking bones, mixed with a scream, reverberated through the space, causing the eerie green lamps overhead to sway. In the rapidly flickering light, Fan Jialuo raised his lowered head, revealing a pair of deep, dark eyes that shone like cold stars.
He did not die at all. On the contrary, his power, consciousness, and magnetic field were just as strong as when he first entered the space.
Realizing he had been tricked, Ma You screamed in terror, “You tricked me!”
Fan Jialuo didn’t bother to say a word to him. He grabbed his broken index finger and pulled it forward, then grabbed his neck and slammed his head against the metal wall.
Ma You was so shocked by the impact that he saw stars and collapsed to the ground. He flailed his arms and legs wildly, trying to get up, but his back was pinned down by Fan Jialuo’s knee.
“Do you think a god would be in such a sorry state?” Fan Jialuo whispered in Ma You’s ear, his breath icy cold, devoid of any human body temperature.
The chilling air made Ma You’s hair stand on end. He struggled to get up, tilting his head back as if to hurl insults, but an even colder hand covered his forehead.
“You are not worthy of being human.” Fan Jialuo made his judgment in a cold tone, releasing a magnetic field from his palm and probing into Ma You’s body to extract the thing that had caused his mutation.
Unsurprisingly, this was also a jade pendant, about the size of a peanut, lifelike, with a faint shimmering light. Only after the light faded did it reveal its dark gray color. There was also a trace of blood mixed in with the jade, which was caused by too much killing.
Fan Jialuo clenched his fingers and absorbed the jade pendant into his body, while Ma You stared at him with bloodshot eyes. Although he didn’t understand what had just happened, he knew he had lost something extremely important. He tried to control the space, but found that it had completely severed its connection with him. The feeling of emptiness and powerlessness made his body and soul tremble.
“You……you, what did you take from my body?” His teeth chattered involuntarily, making a clicking sound, as he was terrified.
“I took your power.” Fan Jialuo stood up, mercilessly crushing Ma You with his magnetic field, and slowly said, “But that power never belonged to you in the first place.”
Ma You tried to struggle and resist, but his body felt as if it were pressed under a mountain, completely unable to move. Having stayed in the space for five days without food or water, Fan Jialuo’s power had not weakened, on the contrary, it had become even more formidable. Furthermore, he possessed the ability to strip others of their power. What exactly was he? Was he truly human?
Ma You stared at Fan Jialuo in terror, then frantically tried to create a space in his mind, but failed. The power that once made him feel like an omnipotent creator had truly vanished. His fantasies could only remain fantasies, never to become reality again. He had become a complete mortal.
Seemingly sensing his thoughts, Fan Jialuo coldly said, “You are just a mortal.”
“No, you’re talking nonsense! I am the chosen one, I have awakened the ability to manipulate time and space, this is a forbidden technique, do you understand? Forbidden techniques can only be used by Gods! I don’t believe you can take away my power, I’m just too tired, I’ll be fine after a while, you just wait, I will definitely tear you to pieces!” Ma You twisted on the ground like a turtle, shouting some neurotic words.
Fan Jialuo reached out and touched the open door, saying with a half-smile, “Is this the forbidden technique you’re talking about?” With each word he uttered, a corner of the space on the other side of the door, which belonged exclusively to Ma You, collapsed.
Unlike the spaces that confine others, the space Ma You created for himself was bright and warm, filled with expensive furniture and decorations he had stolen from elsewhere, making it look like a luxury apartment.
At this very moment, the apartment is disintegrating into points of light, inch by inch. The expensive furniture and decorations, including the evidence he collected from the victims, such as their fingernails and teeth, all float lightly onto New Era Square.
Ma You stared wide-eyed, utterly terrified and incredulous at the scene before him. This person…… this person had actually stolen his power and made it his own! How could he do that? Was he truly a God?
An indescribable sense of fear caused Ma You to completely collapse, while Fan Jialuo gripped the back of his neck, utterly disintegrating the eerie green space——
The crowd standing around the square, as well as the staff surrounding the soft chair, all thought that Fan Jialuo had died.
They didn’t say a word, but their heads were bowed, in a gesture of silent mourning. Just then, a dazzling white light flashed above the chair, followed by a luxurious leather sofa that appeared out of thin air and slowly landed, then a two-meter-wide bed, a wardrobe, a coffee table, a massage chair……
The sight of the strange object falling from the sky stunned everyone. Before they could react, two figures suddenly appeared directly in front of the chair. It was none other than Teacher Fan, who had been missing for many days, and the murderous Ma You.
The cameras standing around the soft chair never stopped working, so the moment the two appeared, the scene was broadcast live to the television channel that Chief Yan had kept on, and also to a huge billboard towering over the edge of the square.
The once arrogant and domineering Ma You was now like a newly hatched chick, easily held in Teacher Fan’s palm. He looked up and saw the heavily armed soldiers and police around him, the dark mass of people standing around the square, and his own disheveled and ugly appearance on the billboard.
He first stared in disbelief, his eyes widening in astonishment, then his face contorted in agony as he began to struggle frantically. Though he had lost his power, his pride as a “God” remained undiminished.
In stark contrast to his reaction, the crowd who witnessed the scene burst into cheers of surprise and threw flowers into the air, transforming the once desolate square into a sea of joy.
Fan Jialuo handed Ma You over to the soldiers and police who quickly surrounded him, then looked at a camera directly in front of him and said, word by word, “There are no gods in this world. I only said that to cooperate with the police. If you encounter danger or difficulties in your life, please go to the police or relevant departments. Do not seek help from ghosts and gods, as that will not solve any problems. Ma You has lost his power and can no longer kill. He will receive the punishment he deserves, so please rest assured.”
Upon hearing these words, the crowd chanted his name even more enthusiastically, expressing their gratitude and regarding him as a hero.
Enveloped in this intense wave of emotion, Fan Jialuo’s face showed a rare hint of embarrassment. However, he didn’t linger in this atmosphere for long, because the person he cared about most was waiting ahead. He used his magnetic field to shoo away the swarming reporters and strode towards Song Rui and Xu Yiyang, who were standing hand in hand not far away.
Xu Yiyang flew into his arms like a bird, his moist eyes filled with joy, but also with a hint of fear.
The five days and nights of waiting almost wore his heart out.
Song Rui took off his thick coat and draped it over Fan Jialuo’s shoulders, then silently embraced him. He didn’t utter a word, but his heart was overflowing with joy, longing, and reluctance to part. He knew that for this man, expressing his feelings through emotions was more powerful than words.
Surrounded by such intense emotions, even without body temperature or heartbeat, Fan Jialuo felt as if he had found the feeling of being alive.
“I’m back.” He gently patted Dr. Song’s back, those simple words conveying a thousand unspoken feelings.
The reporter tried to get close to the three people embracing, but was kept at bay by some force. Helpless, he had no choice but to rush towards Ma You, who was surrounded.
To completely dispel the public’s previous panic, the government intentionally encouraged more media coverage of Ma You’s arrest, and therefore did not prevent reporters from interviewing him. One reporter pushed to the front, held the microphone to Ma You’s mouth, and shouted, “Why did you kill people?”
Ma You was pinned to the spot with his hands tied behind his back by two soldiers. His hair was disheveled, and his face was haggard, but his eyes were unusually bright, “Why?” He stared intently at the reporter, grinning, “Because it’s fun!”
The reporter was clearly taken aback by his response. He was expected to tell a tragic story about his childhood, recount his upbringing and moral decline, then offer a tearful confession, begging for forgiveness. Instead, he said so directly and without remorse——I did it for fun.
The negative impact of his answer was unimaginable, to the point that the reporter displayed an extremely obvious expression of horror in front of the camera. He came from a legal channel and had interviewed countless heinous criminals, but he had never seen anyone like Ma You. His evil was not due to being forced by circumstances, nor was it because he was uneducated and ignorant of right and wrong, rather, he was born evil, evil to the core, evil with a sense of righteousness and without any restraint.
The reporter’s hand holding the microphone began to tremble. The many questions he had prepared were now rendered blank by fear and chilling dread. He suddenly realized that the person in front of him might no longer be considered a human being, but rather a complete and utter demon.
He didn’t ask any questions, but a female reporter next to him indignantly questioned, “What right do you have to take someone’s life just because it’s fun? Are you an animal?”
Ma You, who had been standing still, suddenly rammed into her. Although he was quickly subdued by two soldiers, he still frightened her so much that she screamed and retreated in panic.
Seeing the female reporter’s pale face, he laughed triumphantly, then gritted his teeth and said, “You are the animals, I am a God! I am the ruler of this world! Whoever I want to die, will die!”
The female reporter was terrified by his bloodthirsty threat. Extreme anger and extreme fear battled in her mind, forcing her to shed two tears. This scene was broadcast live, putting considerable psychological pressure on the viewers.
The once bustling New Era Square was now deathly silent. Everyone was looking up, their eyes filled with hatred and fear as they stared at the distorted, smiling face on the billboard. Viewers glued to their computers or televisions were frozen in place, a chilling fear seemingly creeping into their very bones and the depths of their hearts.
The entire venue fell silent, leaving only Ma You’s manic laughter echoing in the air.
It took a while before one of the reporters reacted and shouted back, “Teacher Fan Jialuo just said that there are no gods in the world, and that you have no power and can’t kill anyone! You are not a god, you are just a captured criminal!”
Upon hearing the name “Fan Jialuo,” Ma You, who had been smug just a moment ago, froze on the spot like a statue, as if struck in a fatal spot. His ruddy complexion turned deathly pale at a visible speed, and his feet instinctively retreated, leaning against the two soldiers as if seeking protection. His slightly dilated pupils were filled with hatred, but also concealed an indescribable fear.
Such an obvious emotional reaction greatly encouraged the reporter. He knew he was right, so he pressed his advantage, “Ma You, you really have no power left, right? You can no longer create that kind of space to kill, right? You are now just an ordinary person, and you will receive the most severe punishment from the law! We will execute you!”
However, to his surprise, as soon as those words were uttered, Ma You, who had just been listless, slowly broke into a crazy smile.
“I’ll be executed?” He stared intently at the reporter, his eyes instantly bloodshot, not from fear, but from an intense longing.
The reporter was taken aback by his unusual reaction and hesitated for a while before nodding firmly, “Of course! You’ve killed countless people, the law will definitely punish you severely.”
“When will you sentence me to death?” Ma You asked, taking the initiative.
“I heard the court will put you on trial immediately, you don’t have many good days left!” The reporter said, regaining his composure and speaking in a harsh tone.
“Hahaha, hahaha…” Ma You’s eyes widened, flashing with a strange light, and he murmured nervously, “Do you think that since there are people like me in this world, there must also be ghosts? If I die, will I become a ghost? Ghosts are more powerful than humans, right?”
The despair of losing his power drove him to utter madness. His yearning to become powerful again reached such a point that it completely corrupted him from human to monster. He was willing to try anything, including death, to regain his divine status.
The reporter was stumped by his question, and the thought of such a possibility sent chills down his spine.
Ma You stared intently at the camera, muttering, “Yes, I don’t have any power right now, but what if I became a ghost? Would I be the most powerful ghost in the world? Could I still kill people like I do now? Of course I could, because ghosts can see people, but people can’t see ghosts! Then I could go on a killing spree and do whatever I wanted, hahaha……”
Recalling those horror movies about ghosts and the omnipotent killing methods of vengeful spirits, Ma You became increasingly excited as he spoke. Then, he frantically rammed his head against a soldier’s gun barrel, shouting with extreme urgency, “Come on, come on! Kill me now! If I die, I can become a ghost and take revenge on the whole world! Hahaha!”
The crowd, who had been cheering and celebrating enthusiastically just moments before, now stared blankly at the scene, gripped by a deeper fear……
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