Infinite Flow: Becoming a God in a Nightmare Game

Chapter 205 Alcohol Allergy

The animals were running wildly through the circus, while the zookeeper was luring his prey into a trap.

A door appeared right in front of Jiang Qi, tempting him to open it like Pandora's box.

As expected, something unexpected is about to happen.

The moment Jiang Qi opened the door, a beam of white light pierced through, and his hand quickly reached inside.

Then, he subconsciously covered his eyes with his arm.

The purple pollen emanating from inside the door was meant to incapacitate Jiang Qi; that was the headmaster's true purpose.

Jiang Qi closed his eyes and immediately fell to the ground in coordination with him.

"boom--"

Lying on the hard, iron-like ground was so uncomfortable that he couldn't help but groan.

The little boy wasn't sure if Jiang Qi had really been affected, but since Jiang Qi was now blind, he didn't plan to continue the act.

Then she shed her disguise, abandoning her innocent appearance, and reached out with her small hand to grab Jiang Qi's eyeballs, her gaze burning.

A hand with distinct knuckles gripped his thin wrist tightly. Jiang Qi's eyes were clear, and he no longer appeared to be unconscious.

However, covered in dust and dirt, Jiang Qiyi's face was full of disgust.

"What are you doing?"

The child slowly withdrew his hand, replacing it with an innocent smile.

"I just wanted to see if you were still alive."

Jiang Qi remained silent, got up from the ground, and stepped into the white light.

And he was able to step into the illusion prepared by the headmaster.

With just a little thought, he knew what was happening next door, but the headmaster didn't want outsiders to find out, so he intercepted Jiang Qi halfway.

The scene brightened, Jiang Qi regained consciousness, his clothes became clean, and he was dressed neatly and smartly.

People were coming and going all around, toasting each other.

This is a grand ball.

His first stop was the restroom, and sure enough, his face had changed drastically; it was now the face of another person.

When he reappeared, Jiang Qi was wearing a silver-white mask.

With a gentle smile, he resembles a noble prince, captivating everyone with his every move.

He was chatting with someone while holding a glass of red wine, occasionally making the woman giggle.

I raised my hand to toast her, but I didn't drink it all; I just sipped it lightly from the rim of the glass.

Dressed in a suit and tie, Jiang Qi crossed his long legs, his mind racing as he considered ways to break the deadlock.

However, even when he couldn't see it, he could always sense a faint, almost imperceptible gaze.

Jiang Qi paused slightly, alarm bells ringing in his mind.

My gaze met that of someone in the distance, and I felt a shiver run down my spine.

It's not hard to guess that the Lu Zhi in front of you is a fake.

But Jiang Qi pretended not to notice, after all, one's eyes and temperament cannot be changed.

Although he only had eyes for himself and his behavior was not abrupt, it was very much in line with Lu Zhi's personality.

It was impossible to pinpoint what was wrong, yet his acting was riddled with flaws.

Jiang Qi genuinely believed that the Lu Zhi in front of him was not real, but merely a replica within an illusion.

Since it's a copy, his weapons, abilities, and combat prowess will be greatly reduced, while his own advantages will remain.

Just like the Soul-Eating Lock that devours all souls, the replica cannot unleash even half of its power.

It panicked when it realized that Jiang Qi hadn't noticed it.

The fake Lu Zhi had somehow gotten close to them, and the surrounding sounds faded away, making it seem as if the entire large venue was empty except for the two of them.

Are you thinking of me, or another man? You might as well stay with me.

"Excuse me, I don't understand what you're talking about."

As if he knew what Jiang Qi was thinking, he pursed his lips in grievance and lowered his head slightly.

"If he can do it, why can't I, who am also Lu Zhi?"

Jiang Qi didn't bother with any nonsense with the utterly fake "Lu Zhi" and went straight to the point.

"Because you're not him at all. Don't you understand such a simple truth?"

"I'm so heartbroken. I love you so much, and you don't even recognize me."

"Stop acting, you're just making me want to vomit."

His acting was so bad, and his speech was so greasy, Jiang Qi was speechless.

Soon, the two clashed. Jiang Qi took out a peach blossom hairpin to attack, while the fake Lu Zhi only defended, his face still looking pitiful.

"Don't try to play the victim with that face, get out of my way."

"I'm Lu Zhi, why are you being so fierce?"

Jiang Qi's face, which had been somewhat gentle, instantly turned gloomy.

His lips twitched suddenly, and the muscles in his face tensed abruptly, as if every line was filled with ruthlessness.

His movements were swift and decisive; each time the peach blossom hairpin grazed the fake Lu Zhi's neck, he easily dodged it.

The two fought back and forth, but it was unclear what the fake Lu Zhi had seen.

Suddenly his expression changed, his eyes flickered, and he turned into a wisp of white smoke and disappeared.

"I'll let you off this time."

Jiang Qi rubbed his wrist and found himself back in the initial scene, holding a glass of red wine, chatting and laughing with the woman beside him.

Jiang Qi couldn't hear anything; his ears were ringing repeatedly.

When they could hear it again, it was Lu Zhi's voice, tinged with grievance, that reached their ears with perfect clarity.

Lu Zhi leaned down and whispered in Jiang Qi's ear, "Playing dead, is it fun?"

"Also, do you know you're allergic to alcohol?"

She has a mature demeanor and a cold voice, which feels both familiar and unfamiliar.

He seems angry, Jiang Qi thought.

Even if Xiao Jiangqi didn't tell Lu Zhi that he faked his death, he believed that with Lu Zhi's intelligence, he would soon understand his intentions.

Lu Zhi reached out to try and take Jiang Qi's wine glass away, but he couldn't pull it out.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Qi loosened his grip, and the wine glass slipped from his hand.

Lu Zhi calmly caught the wine glass without spilling a single drop of red wine.

Lu Zhi raised his chin and drank the red wine in one gulp.

Jiang Qi nimbly slipped out of Lu Zhi's arms and said calmly, "Sir, I'm sorry, you may have mistaken me for someone else."

Anyway, he changed his face and wore a mask, so no one would recognize him.

All players' faces may change drastically to some extent, but a person's temperament will never change.

Lu Zhi was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening and gave a forced smile.

"May I have this dance?"

These words were spoken with a hint of gritted teeth.

Jiang Qi proactively placed his fingers on Lu Zhi's shoulder, "Alright, then I'll gladly accept your offer."

Even during a sweet dance together, their words were laced with barbs.

The two shared little secrets that only the two of them knew.

"I didn't even know I was allergic to alcohol, so it seems you know quite a lot."

"You do know more about memories than I do, while I am just someone who has lost my memories and is still searching for them."

Jiang Qi retorted, his steps becoming even lighter.

“It’s not that I’m trying to forget you on purpose, Lu Zhi.”

Before Lu Zhi could answer, he said, word by word.

In fact, he deeply resented his own powerlessness.

Before Lu Zhi could even savor the surprise of Jiang Qi recognizing him, his heart ached and his voice became sore.

"Brother, this is not your fault."

Moreover, all these beautiful and painful memories were forcibly "stolen" by Lu Zhi.

But talent was a gift that Jiang Qi willingly gave to Lu Zhi.

Jiang Qi's talent is said to tear open a rift in time, turning everything back to a time before it happened.

That's called retrospection, Jiang Qi told him personally.

"Besides, after saying all this, aren't you afraid that I'm not real either?"

Jiang Qi's eyes were fixed on Lu Zhi.

"Don't be afraid, because you are you."

At that moment, Lu Zhi felt a slight tingling in his heart, as if the flames of this emotion had burned an unfillable void within him.

Besides retaining his memories of being with Jiang Qi, Lu Zhi also had those painful memories that Jiang Qi had never told him.

He also understood why Jiang Qi had never dared to face him.

I'm sorry for taking it upon myself to cause you to miss out on your talents, thinking that this was for your own good. But I never want to see you suffer again.

In that instant, Lu Zhi truly experienced the unique human emotion that Jiang Qi had taught him—love.

In each of the time vortexes, only Lu Zhi remained unaffected by the time reset.

Lu Zhi knew that Jiang Qi would abandon him one day, so he always planned ahead and took the initiative to approach him.

At first, Lu Zhi only regarded Jiang Qi as his reserve, but when it came to actually hurting Jiang Qi, he couldn't bear to do it.

Therefore, Lu Zhi had no choice but to imprison Jiang Qi so that he wouldn't leave.

He didn't even spare the neighbors who coveted Jiang Qi; murder, dismemberment, and disposal of the bodies were all his doing.

Lu Zhi thought that this way no one would steal the treasure he longed for.

Even so, no one was competing with him for it.

His brother would also leave him quietly, without saying a word.