Chapter 943: Dead

Seeing the distant black mountains, Li Huowang knew the typhoon's eye was moving. If he couldn't resolve the situation before the mountains reached them, he feared everyone would perish here.

"Isn't this the eye of the typhoon? Isn't this Sī Mìng's weak point? If not, why would Zhao Shuangdian send me here?"

Li Huowang immediately jumped into the water, using all his strength to furiously strike the surface.

However, no matter how many times he struck, the calm water always returned to its original state.

"No... that's wrong. This is the right place, but my power is too weak; I can't harm it at all!" A flicker of despair arose in Li Huowang's heart.

Even though the entity now possessed death and its weakness was right before him, he still couldn't kill it. The disparity between them was simply too vast.

"Am I... going to lose just like this?" Seeing Yang Na's pale face, Li Huowang's expression showed intense unwillingness to accept defeat.

"No, there must be a way! I can find a way! They can't be this powerful; if they were, we would have lost long ago! These projections are just scavenged! They're bluffing!" Li Huowang desperately searched for any possibility of a counterattack. Suddenly, he saw the black scar spreading along the veins of his arm.

Immediately, an idea sparked in Li Huowang's mind. He then climbed back onto the wreckage of the cruise ship. Above, lightning occasionally pulsed in the dark clouds, roaring like a beast.

Calming himself, Li Huowang embraced Death with one arm and raised his military knife high towards the sky with the other. "Come on! If you're capable, then kill me!"

"I am Ji Zai! Do you want to confuse the Heavenly Dao? Then come and take it!"

With a "crack," a bolt of purple lightning descended from the sky, striking at Li Huowang. This lightning was noticeably more intense than the last.

Just as Li Huowang felt his body about to be annihilated, he roared, gripping his military knife tightly. Carrying the full force of the lightning, he fiercely plunged it downwards. "Die!"

The next moment, everything went white. Li Huowang felt his remaining eyeball burst instantly, like the salted egg yolk inside a mooncake.

"Egg yolk?" Sitting in White Tower Prison, Li Huowang stared blankly at the egg yolk mooncake on the table.

Suddenly, he realized what his return to White Tower Prison meant: time had reversed. He had won!

"Hahahahaha!"

Li Huowang's sudden, wild laughter startled the other patients and orderlies nearby, causing them to flinch and quickly move away from him.

"Hey, Li Huowang, calm down a bit. It's Mid-Autumn Festival today," an orderly cautiously advised him. The man before him was notoriously difficult to handle, and the orderly felt unlucky that it was his turn today.

"Haha..." Li Huowang laughed until tears streamed down his face; he was simply too happy.

He lowered his head and reached into the mooncake box, searching. He found the purple sweet potato mooncake with a note, then shoved it into his mouth and chewed it vigorously.

"Crazy..." The other patients' attention gradually shifted away from him, returning to the TV program.

"Three... two... one." As Li Huowang silently counted down, the band of death row inmates, as expected, began their prison-wide performance. Most people in the common room were drawn to it, moving towards the recreation area.

Seeing that most people had left, Li Huowang stood up and, following his previous routine, headed towards the men's restroom.

Watching Li Huowang's profile with amusement, Ba Nanxu said, "Are you mistaken about who helped you get out? Do you think it's easy to retrieve a psychiatric patient from a mental institution? Get your current situation straight, Huòzi."

"Call Zhao Shuangdian; I want to talk to him." Ba Nanxu's brows furrowed slightly as she extended her forked tongue to lick her lip piercing. Li Huowang felt strangely different; he wasn't as crazed as before.

"Hello, it's me. Li Huowang, that kid, is acting crazy. He just got out of the asylum and says he wants to go to Qingwanglai's residence."

Mid-sentence, Li Huowang reached out and snatched the phone from her hand. "Hello, Zhao Shuangdian, it's Topology. Your previous thinking was mistaken."

Even through the phone, Li Huowang could sense Zhao Shuangdian's shock.

After saying this, Li Huowang held the phone in silence for a long time before speaking again. "Have your people take me to Qingwanglai's residence, and you should come as quickly as possible. I'll explain when you arrive." He then handed the phone back to Ba Nanxu.

Ba Nanxu took the call, mumbled a few responses, then hung up and looked at Li Huowang with a strange expression.

"What are you looking at? Drive!"

As Ba Nanxu kicked the back seat where her brother was, the car immediately started moving.

On the way, Ba Nanxu occasionally glanced at Li Huowang beside her, noticing that his eyes were dreamily fixed on the scenery outside, as if he was deep in thought.

She had never seen such an expression on him before. After being confined in a mental hospital for several months, she had expected him to be more agitated upon his release, but instead, he wore this contemplative look.

And what did he mean by "Topology" just now? If she wasn't mistaken, "Topology" was a mathematical term, wasn't it?

Based on what she knew about this guy, how could he understand that?

When the car entered the suburban villa area, Li Huowang saw the villa hidden among the trees. He didn't even wait for the car to stop; he directly opened the door and rushed inside.

Completely ignoring Chen Hongyu, who was watching TV in the living room, Li Huowang sprinted up the stairs towards the third floor.

Kicking open the room door, Li Huowang rushed in and tightly embraced Yang Na, who was huddled at the foot of the bed.

He tremblingly stroked Yang Na's soft hair again and again, and Li Huowang's heart finally settled.

"Huowang, you're finally back! This is wonderful; I've been waiting for you."

"Why are you crying? Did I do something wrong? I'm sorry, it's my fault; I shouldn't have called the police..."

Li Huowang shook his head, released Yang Na, and after carefully studying her face for a moment, he pulled her back into his embrace, laughing through his tears.

"No, you're fine, Nana, you're really good. Your death saved all of us."