Her Talent for Courting Death Has Always Been Impressive - Chapter 31 Part 1

Chapter 31: The End of Plum Blossom Apartment

【Quality: Snow White Queen】

【Tendency: Natural Disaster, Order】

【Current Level: Natural Disaster: Firefly / Order: Firefly】

【Effect: The holder gains resistance to cold and high temperatures; the holder gains enhanced movement ability on ice; the holder can unlock or upgrade corresponding special skills as the level increases.】

【Special Skill: Snow White Queen – Ice No. 7】

【Current Level: Natural Disaster: Firefly】

【Effect: Active special skill. Each time you activate an ability, you can rapidly crystallize surrounding liquids at normal temperature.】

【Note: The power of this skill increases as the level rises. Each use has a 10% chance of entering the [Abnormal Rationality] state. Once entered, please disengage as soon as possible.】

…?

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Xu Turan silently read the information in her mind, quietly vowing that when her irresponsible transmigration system returns, she would definitely make it properly upgrade her Courting Death Value panel.

Can this even be properly communicated anymore? She recognized each word separately, but put together, it was a head full of question marks. Previously, it was just a simple “Front Kick”, without any description or explanation, and she had to slowly figure out how to kick specifically; this time it’s even better, it’s turned into a riddle system.

So how exactly should this Ice No. 7 be activated? What does “Abnormal Rationality” mean? How to disengage? And why is it Ice No. 7, where are numbers 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6; what is Snow White Queen, a relative of Snow White…?

A string of question marks bubbled up, Xu Turan shook her head, shaking these thoughts aside, and raised her hand to pat Yang Buqi’s chest:

“Put me down…”

Yang Buqi made an “mm” sound, while continuing to run forward, he lowered his head to check her condition. Then he nodded with relief, but didn’t respond to her, continuing to run forward.

Xu Turan: “…”

Although she was unclear-headed earlier, this short time was enough for her to understand the current situation—this “domain” was collapsing, and at the same time, “it” was attacking the independent space constructed by Teacher Yu. They needed to avoid “its” pursuit in the remaining time, until this “domain” completely disintegrates…

In summary, now was not the time to argue with her companion over something as silly as “put me down”.

The “crisis premonition” in her mind wasn’t ringing urgently, it seemed “it” hadn’t caught up yet. Xu Turan calmed her mind, simply letting Yang Buqi carry her as he ran forward, and began to comfortably play dead.

…However, she couldn’t lie there for long.

She was silent for a few seconds, but ultimately couldn’t resist, and patted Yang Buqi’s chest again.

“Um, you should put me down after all. I can walk by myself.”

“…” Yang Buqi gave her a deep look, still not responding.

Xu Turan wasn’t sure if it was her imagination. She felt that Yang Buqi’s eyes just now seemed to be saying—

“What the hell are you trying to do now?!”

Xu Turan: “…”

“I’m not trying to do anything. I just want to adjust my posture,” she said sincerely, “My neck is about to break…”

She strongly suspected that Yang Buqi had never carried anyone before. This posture could be said to be quite terrible.

Yang Buqi: “…”

He cautiously observed the situation behind them, finally slowed down, and put Xu Turan back on the ground.

Finally with her feet on the ground, Xu Turan let out a long breath, taking the opportunity to move her stiff neck, turning her head just about to speak to Yang Buqi, when she suddenly felt the floor beneath her feet give way—

The floor crumbled like a cookie, and a sense of weightlessness instantly struck.

The next second, under Yang Buqi’s astonished gaze, she fell downward into endless darkness.

Xu Turan seriously doubted if she was dreaming right now.

Otherwise, it was really impossible to explain everything she was seeing.

She was clearly falling, but the process of falling seemed to be infinitely extended. The darkness in front of her kept stretching downward, suddenly switching to an unfamiliar scene.

She landed on a platform. On either side of the platform was a tall iron gate. On both sides of the iron gates were sparse iron railings. She curiously peered through the gaps in the railings, but her vision was as if covered by a layer of mist, unable to see anything clearly.

She could only vaguely make out that the scenes behind the left and right doors were different. Behind the left door seemed to be a forest, dark trees standing silently in the depths of the mist; behind the right door was a wasteland, with howls occasionally coming from the mist, and vaguely visible oddly shaped things walking back and forth inside. More than one.

A prompt sound rang in Xu Turan’s mind, seeming to urge her. She looked down at her hand, only to find that in her palm, she was holding a key.

There was only one key, but two closed doors.

Xu Turan fell into thought. She instinctively realized that she didn’t actually need to make a choice at this moment, however, the four words deeply ingrained in her DNA didn’t allow her to leave without doing anything—

As the saying goes, since you’re here already.

Xu Turan carefully compared, and finally made up her mind, inserting the key into the lock of the left door.

There was no remarkable reason, simply feeling that compared to the right, the scene on the left was more unfamiliar and unsettling to her.

Although this scene was clearly quieter. So quiet it seemed like an uninhabited realm.

The bronze key turned once in the lock, then disappeared into thin air. Xu Turan tried pushing forward, and the heavy iron door creaked open slowly.

Almost at the instant Xu Turan fully stepped inside the door, the mist before her eyes suddenly dispersed. She instinctively closed her eyes for a moment, and suddenly her surroundings became noisy—

Her heart involuntarily trembled violently, she opened her eyes again, only to find that those standing in the mist were not dark trees at all.

They were all shadows. Thin, tall black shadows, crowded together, their overly long bodies presenting an unnatural curve, heads bent towards where Xu Turan was, where eyes should be were two white voids, seeming to be staring at her in unison.

Between them was a small path. The surface was white, very narrow, just wide enough for one person to pass.

Xu Turan tentatively took a few steps in that direction, and a prompt sound rang in her mind again. Unlike before, the content of this prompt was very clear—

【Welcome to [Path of Chaos].】

【Congratulations, you have gained 100 Courting Death Value points!】

…

Heavy mist gathered again, rushing towards her face.

Xu Turan suddenly opened her eyes.

In front of her was an ordinary ceiling. Behind her head was the cold floor.