The light bursting out from the brown wings was particularly dazzling. The light seemed to become a physical needle, piercing Chen Jian's skin. He didn't know what happened, but he felt that the pores all over his body suddenly tightened. When he looked down, his clothes were full of holes.

, bright red blood flowed out densely along the wound, and Chen Jian took a deep breath after being suddenly hit hard.

The owner of the valley looked at Chen Jian proudly, and with a wave of his wings, the wind pressure blew the blood all over the sky, reflecting with the blurry stars, like blood-red raindrops falling from the heavenly palace.

Chen Jian raised his head, having no idea how to defend against this kind of attack.

This is the power of the silk ocher butterfly...

In an instant, a huge amount of memories flooded into Chen Jian's mind, and Chen Jian's brain was in chaos. Virtual images and reality were illogically entangled together. He waved his hands in disgust, trying to distinguish the truth from the lies.

Suddenly, a rough picture flashed before my eyes. It only existed on old-fashioned TV sets. It was full of noise and jittering. On the picture was a thick book. I couldn't see the title of the book clearly, but the three words of the author were like a mountain of thorns.

Smashed at Chen Jian——

Kafka.

What on earth is it?!

Chen Jian suddenly woke up and saw the owner of the valley smiling, a smile that said everything was over.

He looked around nervously, wondering what tricks this mysterious opponent would use, but he failed. He saw nothing. The air was filled with the smell of his own blood and the remains of the butterfly. In Chen Jian

In the moment of distraction, the Valley Master didn't seem to use any killing moves, which was beyond Chen Jian's expectation.

The thin and pale man was floating in the sky, his dazzling yellow wings still beating slowly. The Valley Master's eyes were quietly changing, from indifferent and cunning to shocked and relieved. He stretched out his hand as if to catch something, and then his body slowly

Lower slowly to the ground.

"Chen Jian..."

It was Tian Yeguang! Chen Jian was surprised, and the owner of the valley called him "Hidden Winged Insect"; while Tian Yeguang called him by his real name.

Chen Jian walked towards the Valley Master tremblingly, while observing the surrounding situation. With such a big noise just now, the insect masters may have discovered that there is a fight here, or may be on their way over, so no one can eavesdrop on their secrets. Ze Qi

It spread out immediately. There was no one nearby for the time being, but the ant told him that someone was approaching quietly from the south. They used some method to prevent the ant from seeing the full picture of those people.

Chen Jian believed that the person who was about to come was the Wasp.

The situation is very bad.

Chen Jian didn't want to expose Tian Yeguang in front of the real valley owner, so he asked in a roundabout way: "Are you now..."

who is it?

"Tian Yeguang." He sat down weakly on the ground, holding his arms on the ground, "You are injured...it's pollen. The owner of the valley stirred up the pollen and shot it at you like a rain of arrows...

"I'm fine." Chen Jian endured the pain and asked, "How do you control the Valley Master's body?"

"I don't know, just now...some past events flashed through my mind, and then -"

"Me too." Chen Jian exclaimed, "We just stopped at the same time."

"That's right, that's right." Tian Yeguang nodded repeatedly, "That's what it is... Occasionally something like this happens, the past memories will forcefully enter the head, and then... I can reoccupy this body. Now," he struggled

He gasped, "There are four days left, right?"

"The fight we had just now seemed to have attracted a wasp."

"He's coming?" Tian Yeguang broke into a cold sweat.

"It's him, I can feel it."

"ignore him."

"What?"

"Don't worry about him." Tian Yeguang said firmly, "He will not pose any threat to me. This is an established fact."

"But..." Chen Jian didn't dare to believe the manager's judgment.

How could Flute Bee miss the great opportunity if he saw such a weak Valley Owner? But Tian Yeguang, whose life was threatened, did not panic, and there was nothing he could do. If Tian Yeguang really believed that things would go as written in the script, wouldn't he?

Can it be considered that he is already prepared to die in four days?

Chen Jian's consciousness was a little hazy, and she used strength that she didn't know where to hold up her body.

Blood was still flowing from the wound. He covered the muscles in front of his chest and lungs to stop the bleeding in the core as soon as possible. He would deal with other parts later.

"What did you see?" Tian Yeguang changed the topic, "Just now, when the memory emerged, what did you see?"

"A book... written by Franz Kafka."

"Metamorphosis." He made a vomiting sound, "I know a person, a writer - damn! What happened to me?!" He suddenly stretched out his fist and smashed it against the ground angrily.

Chen Jian looked at him confused.

"you……"

He found that Tian Yeguang's body was undergoing subtle changes, but he happened to capture these subtleties - Tian Yeguang's skin had soft folds and drooped together, his arms became more plush, and the pair of fangs in his mouth became more and more...

Conspicuous.

Chen Jian took a breath, and an unbelievable conjecture came to mind - Tian Yeguang was turning into a real silk ocher butterfly, just like Samsa turned into a beetle!

"Chen Jian..."

how so?

"Chen Jian..."

Tian Yeguang's voice was a little hoarse, and his throat vibrated with a frequency between humans and insects, vague and sharp.

"I...I can't tell..."

"Don't move! I'll think about what to do!" Chen Jian panicked. He watched Tian Yeguang's body shrinking and shrinking little by little. The helpless feeling of watching Bai Yao's death suddenly reappeared in his heart, and his body and mind violently

The ground was hit hard, and his face became extremely pale due to his choked breathing. Again! He was going to witness the tragedy again, and he was helpless.

"What's going on?" Chen Jian shook Tian Yeguang's body.

The Valley Master was slowly closing his eyes: "Insect transformation... I remember that there is this setting in the story..."

"Adult? What will you become!?" Chen Jian asked anxiously.

"Of course, turn into a bug..." He smiled bitterly, "I... don't-" He was incoherent, his brain began to degenerate, and he gradually lost the ability to organize language, "In order to increase...interest, everyone will

... Adult insects... Insect masters, all will... no. It's possible - yes, it's possible... all will become... adults. I, I'm going to die..."

"Tian Yeguang!"

There was only one sentence left in Chen Jian's mind: What is this?

"Hold on! You won't turn into a bug. You will live until four days later. Have you forgotten? Ah——?! That's a script you wrote yourself. Your ending is not to turn into a bug!" Chen Jian was hysterical, but

He could only whisper in Tian Yeguang's ear.

He knew that no matter what he said, it would be useless.

He understood what Tian Yeguang meant.

In order to increase the uncertainty, the designer of the story added the probability that the insect master would turn into an "adult insect". Even if Tian Yeguang's ending was already decided, the more basic settings could still forcibly reverse his fate.

No matter what, Chen Jian and Tian Yeguang can no longer change the direction of the plot, unless they can leave this world and modify the code.

But what kind of world is this? An idealistic world that follows the designer's intentions and customer needs! If Tian Yeguang's desire to survive is very strong, can he reverse this tragedy?

Chen Jian didn't know.

The only thing he could do was to encourage Tian Yeguang to persevere.

But things got out of control and took a turn for the worst.

Tian Yeguang's eyes were shrinking, compound eyes popping out of their sockets, bloated and squeezed into a small space; the bones supporting his arms began to soften, and the wrinkled skin dropped to the ground like melting ice; those dazzling eyes

His brown-yellow wings were also shrinking; his legs even disappeared, leaving only an empty gray-white gown floating in the air.

"Chen Jian..." Tian Yeguang still retained a trace of rationality, and squeezed out the last bit of human voice from his throat, "I...I heard something, when I was kidnapped..."

Chen Jian didn't know what to say. Perhaps silence was the best farewell. He nodded slightly - Tian Yeguang might have lost his vision and couldn't see himself - and motioned for the manager to continue.
Chapter completed!