There is One New Rule Every Month Globally

Chapter 334: 295: Being killed more than a dozen times during the menstrual period, this is also a sin. _2

Chapter 334: Chapter 295: Being killed more than a dozen times during the menstrual period, this is also a sin. _2

What if I try activating the “Buddha’s Fury” prop?

The next second—

A seated Buddha on a Lotus Platform, holding a Fire God Gatling, looked down upon the entire city with a cool expression!

It actually worked; I can activate props while in the Spirit Body State!

There were no effects whatsoever!

Next I needed to test if I could be harmed in this Spirit Body State.

With just a thought, Chen Yi watched the seated Buddha on the Lotus Platform nearby, wielding the Fire God Gatling, suddenly turn the Gatling to aim in Chen Yi’s direction. Accompanied by the swiftly rotating barrel, bullets cascaded towards Chen Yi like a galaxy plummeting to earth.

The dense bullet storm instantly engulfed Chen Yi.

“Absolutely... no effect.”

The shock within Chen Yi’s heart intensified; the attack did not cause him even a hint of pain; he didn’t even feel the assault at all. Those countless bullets seemed to pass right through where he was as if there were no obstruction at all!

Which meant that in this state, he simply did not take any damage?

What about speed?

He experimented again with enthusiasm and quickly concluded that in this state—which let’s tentatively call Spirit Body State—his speed was incredibly fast, far surpassing that of a sled.

Basically, wherever his gaze directed, his consciousness could swiftly appear in that place.

It was almost like teleportation.

But he quickly discovered a drawback.

That was, he couldn’t grasp anything. He couldn’t smoke, couldn’t pick up a pebble, and could only activate props within his backpack; he essentially couldn’t hold props in his hands.

But even so, this state was already unbeatable enough!@@@@

You see, his exterior image had always been one of possessing extremely terrifying and deterrent power in his attacks. The downside was apparent too—the weakness in his own defense. If activated, he could still be killed.

But now, that had entirely changed!

As long as he was in the Spirit Body State, he was absolutely invincible!

Attacks simply couldn’t affect him!

Through gradual experimentation, he also roughly understood that soul out-of-body wasn’t quite fitting for describing this state. It was more accurate to say that his body, under the influence of the wound that couldn’t heal, had merged thoroughly.

Yet, under the Title Effect of “Seems Like A Demon,” he forcefully remained alive!

While being alive, it wasn’t specified in what state he needed to be alive.

Thus, he became an existence that lay at the intersection between two and three dimensions.

Three-dimensional attacks could no longer affect him.

The reason was simple.

His three-dimensional body had completely dissolved. Where would a three-dimensional attack land? While others were still pursuing S-ranked props and Absolute Attribute props, how could they compete with him being immune to three-dimensional attacks?

Chen Yi couldn’t help but smirk as he scanned his surroundings; not feeling the presence of his mouth made the smile a bit strange, but the experience was certainly unique.

Maintaining this state costs 10,000 Points per hour.

Chen Yi didn’t pay attention to the random songs playing by his ear; instead, on a whim, he floated into Jiaye’s room. For safety’s sake, he had fitted Jiaye’s room with plenty of defensive props.

But as he barged in, not a single prop was activated.

It wasn’t that he had granted permissions.

It was that these defense props didn’t detect him at all.

Take, for example, the Grade C prop he had installed on Jiaye’s wall, Mr. Gecko.

Any behavior involving passing through or breaching the wall would alert Mr. Gecko, causing it to emit a piercing scream as a warning. But as he passed through the wall into the room, Mr. Gecko had no reaction whatsoever.

Hovering on the ceiling of Jiaye’s room, Chen Yi, with a demon-like gaze towards the model gecko on the wall, spoke thoughtfully

The principle wasn’t hard to guess.

Mr. Gecko could only detect three-dimensional invasions of the wall. His way of passing through didn’t count as invisibility and wall-phasing, nor as destroying the wall. It was more like finding a crack between two and three dimensions to slip through.

In other words,

It was like how guns in movies can’t kill the viewers. Different dimensions.

No matter how strong the effect, it was useless; he was completely unaffected.

Of course, this was just his speculation. What his current state was and the principles behind all these events, nobody could offer him a reasonable explanation. As for customer service... their role was merely to make you feel cared for by the game, not that the game genuinely cared about you.

They were just some servers hired by players. Could one count on them to answer such complex questions?

Chen Yi put these thoughts aside, not dwelling on them any further. Instead, he gazed down at Jiaye lying sweetly asleep on the bed and fell silent. After a long while, a trace of compassion flickered in his eyes. He slowly descended beside Jiaye and wrapped his arms around her.

Of course, he couldn’t actually move Jiaye’s body.

He could only approximate a gesture.

He couldn’t touch the tangible, nor could he feel the warmth of Jiaye’s skin; it was as though he did not belong to this world.

These past few days, Jiaye had suffered quite a bit of unjust treatment.

While Jiaye never brought it up, he was keenly aware that dying repeatedly entailed pain that couldn’t be trivial. Only now that it was all over could she sleep so soundly.

In the future, if possible, he’d try not to activate the Wife-Killing Buff again.

After all, she was his woman; he couldn’t just kill her every day.

A moment later, he softly kissed Jiaye’s head and was about to rise and leave when he noticed her eyelashes tremble slightly, and she murmured softly,

“Yi, it hurts.”

“...”

Chen Yi froze for a second before he noticed the sanitary pad on the bedside table. Had Jiaye been on her period these past few days?

Being killed so many times during her period was indeed a cruel fate.

Thinking about it,

If one died and descended into hell during their period, then revived and came back, would the period still be there?

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