[BL] I Focus on My Career In Dog Blood Plots

Chapter 193

Inside the playground, Jean had already taken care of one of the Mechanicals in the cleanest way possible and had assisted another group in taking out another, his mental field almost on the verge of shattering.

"Not yet, not yet." Qin pressed down the pain that was tearing his soul apart, he still had to watch An Yinong end the differentiation unharmed and send him out of this game.

"It's just a shattered mental realm, no problem, I'm used to it." He said to himself over and over again, as if that would fool his body. The Destroyers at the front had already been taken care of by a dozen or so, and the Bug side was badly damaged. He was looking down from high above, waiting for the time to launch a general attack.

And the spectators who were following all this were also lifting their hearts, for the races and themselves, everyone was worried about the players inside.

"Come on, get on ...... eh?" This spectator suddenly covered his head as a strange buzzing sound appeared in his head as if he had been knocked on the brain.

At the same time, his heart thumped and pounded as if something was about to happen.

The players who were already in the nick of time stopped and held their hands involuntarily to their heads, "What is that sound?"

"Ha ......" The rhythm of the heart became strange, the things in front of them zoomed in, it was as if they were seeing a hallucination, a golden light ripped through the chaotic darkness.

The insectoid's body trembled, unspeakable emotion and joy boiling through its body for the golden color of the hallucination.

In the sleeping cocoon of light, An Yinong had been transformed into a being of energy, and a steady stream of voices from countless Insectoids rushed into his soul, and the soul body that had been toughened by the three memory instillations swelled, cracked with thin slits, and was quickly repaired again.

Expanding, cracking, repairing, compressing, expanding, cracking ...... Such a process kept repeating, and the fragile soul seemed to be like a piece of meat on an iron plate, emitting a nuisance sound.

The dreaming An Yinong clutched his head in agony, every cell in his body seemed to be experiencing rupture and rebirth, the pain turned into a nightmarish tune playing, and he almost couldn't hold on anymore.

"I can't, Qin is still waiting for me ......" in a blur, it was as if this was the only thought he had left, hang in there, hang in there no matter what.

"It's now ...... "Unnoticed corner, the system ran out, it entered the field where the bug king descended, "Only here, the mastermind can't monitor me."

The Bug King was the object of the world consciousness' attention, it was the Mastermind as an outsider that didn't dare to touch it easily. That was why this situation where the key person would be the host had never happened before.

"Truly worthy of being a host." To be recognized by this world.

This recognition was certainly not because he was kind-hearted or had special abilities, but rather the possibilities in this person, which was more important than anything else. The development of the Bug Race was too monstrous and required a Queen's correction.

The only thing I didn't understand was why the host, an outsider, was chosen.

The system couldn't care less, there wasn't much time left for it.

"The so-called bracing the bold and starving the timid, such an opportunity is once-in-a-lifetime, if you miss it, it's gone."

It entered the deepest part of An Yinong's soul, where there were a lot of his precious memories, of drawing comics, of helping the poor, of singing, and of the little bits and pieces with that man.