This Spiritual Energy is Lethal!
Chapter 386: Timed Rescue

Chapter 386: Chapter 386: Timed Rescue

Harlowin still lay before Chen Ke, just like in the previous world, where Harlowin would fall into an eternal death cycle, but with each restart of the world, her corpse would remain in the same place.

Chen Ke surveyed his surroundings, finding that no one exhibited any other reaction to Harlowin’s death.

Everyone had been merely affected by the gunfire for a moment before returning to their normal state.

He stood there, wanting to see how Harlowin’s corpse would be dealt with this time.

It would also be good to observe the wounds on other corpses from past restarts, so he could deduce what he was up against from that information.

Killing a living person was actually the simplest thing in this world.

Humans have a total of 206 bones, but 80% of organs and arteries are exposed outside the protection of these bones.

What seemed to be tough muscle was nothing against metals; a small folding knife and a bit of knowledge about human anatomy could let you bypass all physical defenses to kill an adult.

Not to mention the obvious weak points like the soft neck and abdomen.

Once humans invented gunpowder and firearms, killing became even easier.

A 9mm bullet propelled by gunpowder could enter the muscle of any bodybuilding champion with a speed of 400 meters per second and about 100 degrees Celsius of heat, causing internal cavities and organ burns in less than a second, resulting in significant damage.

Each caliber of bullet inflicted entirely different damage to the body, and bullets fired from different distances and firearms had various destructive effects on humans.

Chen Ke needed to master at least four critical pieces of information.

What was Harlowin’s purpose in this world?

How many assassins had Harlowin faced with each restart?

Third, did these assassins have a fixed number and location where they appeared?

Fourth, what weapons did they use?

Having these four pieces of information would be of great help in obtaining the negative of this world.

Chen Ke leaned against the roadside railing, waiting for the undertakers. When he had just arrived here, he hadn’t seen Harlowin’s corpse on the street, which indicated that, like the last world, there must be a dedicated team for disposing of bodies.

As he was thinking this, a white ambulance came driving up from the far end of the street.

It was an exceedingly common United Federation ambulance with the name of some hospital written on the side, looking like it belonged to a private hospital.

Chen Ke watched as the ambulance stopped by the curb, and four people wearing white masks got out. They prepared a body bag and two of them lifted Harlowin’s corpse into it.

"Doctors...?" Chen Ke muttered to himself. He understood that who these undertakers were didn’t really matter; this was just a mechanism of the world. The key question was where they would take the body.

If they got into the car, then there would be no chance.

Chen Ke pulled out his Model 67, concealed the gun behind him, and silently moved closer. The two medics in front got into the vehicle, while the two behind were carrying the body bag toward the back of the ambulance.

He slipped to the back, ready to take out the two medics inside the vehicle when they were least expecting it and hitch a ride.

However, the moment he saw one of the medics open the rear doors of the vehicle, he abandoned that idea.

Because as the door to the vehicle opened, inside was pitch black.

How to describe it... It was like those very crudely made video games, any place without interaction would just be covered with a blotch of black.

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The two doctors, with body bags in tow, jumped into the darkness of the rear compartment. Then, the vehicle doors shut automatically.

Chen Ke holstered his gun and sighed, the plan to hitch a ride had fallen through; he needed to find another opportunity.

He couldn’t help but guess whether all corpses in this world were treated so roughly. If so, that meant unless Chen Ke witnessed Harlowin’s murder firsthand, it would be impossible for him to find her body after the assassination.

Being close was one thing, but if too far away, the body would have already been collected, and he’d have no chance to examine it.

However, there was one point to note: even though he couldn’t find Harlowin, he could always track her body by observing the ambulances on the streets, approximating the range of her movements every time.

Chen Ke returned to the fountain in front of the mall. Before Harlowin’s impending death, he had asked her to meet him here—a temporary measure since the fountain was the most conspicuous landmark on this road.

However, as he approached Fountain Square, he didn’t see her among the crowd.

Finding Harlowin wasn’t hard because of her purple dress and distinctive long white hair—there weren’t any other figures in the streets dressed like that.

Chen Ke sat by the fountain, waiting as the seconds and minutes passed by without a glimpse of Harlowin’s figure.

After a few more minutes, an ambulance came from the far end of the street and sped off in the opposite direction.

Sensing something, he quickly stood up and ran towards the direction of the ambulance.

Sure enough, the ambulance stopped at a street corner in the distance. Chen Ke looked from afar to see doctors loading a body into a body bag before driving off.

It was too far, Chen Ke couldn’t possibly outrun the vehicle...

He wasn’t sure if the body was Harlowin’s because of the great distance; unable to make out the details, he shook his head and turned back toward the fountain.

Just as he reached the fountain again, the sound of an ambulance rang out from behind...

Chen Ke frowned. This time, the ambulance stopped diagonally across the big street, stirring the crowd there as two doctors loaded a body into a body bag.

Chen Ke had a rough understanding of how this world operated.

He stood by the fountain, watching his own life countdown as if it were a clock.

1, 2, 3... 55, 56, 57...

The seconds and minutes ticked away, and after three minutes, another ambulance appeared, this time at the left end of the street.

Seven minutes later, yet another ambulance appeared at the right end of the street...

Like this, Chen Ke had been standing by the fountain for over 20 minutes—ambulances had arrived six times!

If the appearance of each ambulance signified Harlowin’s death, then... it could be assumed that after each reset, Harlowin’s and the assassin’s locations were not too far apart...

Moreover, the locations where ambulances went to deal with bodies seemed random, indicating that with each reset, Harlowin’s spawn point was also random...

No wonder Chen Ke couldn’t wait for Harlowin... as soon as she appeared, she was killed within minutes...

Walking the nearly 1-kilometer length of this street from end to end took over ten minutes, even at a brisk pace.

Fountain Square was located approximately in the center of the street, about 600 meters from the air wall on the left and over 400 meters from the air wall on the right.

In three minutes, Chen Ke couldn’t search the entire street; he could only hope that Harlowin would get lucky once, avoiding the assassin’s blade and finding her way to him by the fountain, or he would have to keep taking his chances, hoping to find her somewhere on the street...

In the world of the photo, as none of the people truly existed, Spiritual Vision was of no use. Chen Ke couldn’t rely on Spiritual Ability to seek out enemies, he had to depend solely on the killer’s intuition.

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