My daughter has been possessed.

Chapter 89 Spatial Teleportation?

Chapter 89 Spatial Teleportation? (6/10)

When that eerie breathing sounded, Li Jiuhe instinctively took a step forward and quickly turned around.

But there was nothing behind him!

The breathing sounded like an illusion, but he didn't think so. Instead, his body tensed up, and he raised his vigilance to the extreme.

From the pitch-black darkness of the living room came a sound, which sounded like someone walking slowly back and forth in the living room.

Li Jiuhe took several steps back, pressing his back against the bedroom wall to avoid any sudden incidents behind him.

Fortunately, he now possesses amazing physical abilities and the Silver Erosion Dagger.

As long as it's not a powerful offensive Sequence User like the Martial Warrior, or a Sequence User with unparalleled mental strength, he's confident he can handle it.

If you can't handle it, you'll have more opportunities after the mission is reset.

Footsteps in the living room were slowly approaching the bedroom door, one step at a time, until they suddenly disappeared after reaching the doorway.

Li Jiuhe stared intently at the darkness outside the bedroom door, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see through the darkness.

The silver-plated dagger he held in his hand was already covered in sweat from his palm.

He could sense someone standing outside the door, in the darkness, watching him as well.

The dark space was so eerie that it could even swallow up the light, so he couldn't see anything.

A moment later, a person dressed in black clothes, black pants, and black shoes emerged from the darkness.

This man was lean and wiry, and was half a head taller than Li Jiuhe, who was 1.8 meters tall.

However, this guy's head was lowered, looking at the ground, and he didn't look up. His face looked like a dead person's face, and even his makeup looked like a dead person's burial makeup.

The person stood at the doorway, with endless darkness behind him. To Li Jiuhe, this person seemed like a flimsy piece of paper, as if he could be swept away by a gust of wind at any moment.

At the same time, you can clearly feel the temperature in the bedroom starting to drop.

The moment Li Jiuhe saw the man in black, he immediately knew the answer.

This is not Director Meng Chao, but most likely the split-person in the special operations team who is known as "Split Personality"!

Chen Zhenghai once told him that a soul splitter can use their spiritual power to condense a clone, but this clone is not entirely like the original.

Now it seems that the guy dressed in all black in front of me doesn't look like a human at all; he does look more like a clone.

The man in black lowered his head, moved his feet step by step into the bedroom, then turned halfway around and walked towards Li Jiuhe.

As he approached, the man raised his arms, extended his fingers, and slowly raised his head, his deadpan face directly facing Li Jiuhe.

His eyes were not black, only whites were visible. His mouth opened, spewing out a foul stench, and he let out an "Ah!" His withered fingers reached out to grab Li Jiuhe.

Without hesitation, Li Jiuhe stepped forward and plunged the knife into the man's chest.

There was no firm feeling of something piercing flesh in his hand; instead, it felt as if the black-clad figure rushing towards him had vanished like a wisp of smoke.

Almost at the same moment, a sound came from the wardrobe to Li Jiuhe's side, and then the wardrobe door clicked open, revealing a crack.

He immediately took two steps forward, turned around and looked at the wardrobe, and saw that the wardrobe door was still open, and someone inside was obviously pushing it.

A pale hand reached out of the wardrobe, grasped the door, and slowly pushed it open.

Soon, a man dressed in black emerged.

The man looked similar to the one from before, but his expression and features were subtly different. His pupils were the same as those of a normal human, and he did not have the makeup that made him look like a dead person.

He even smiled when he looked up at Li Jiuhe.

But that smile is creepy.

Then, with agile movements, he leaped over the foot of the bed and pounced on Li Jiuhe.

Li Jiuhe's reaction speed was equally fast. He took two steps back, leaned forward, and thrust his dagger forward, the tip piercing through the chest of the charging man.

Just like the previous one, this guy's body twisted and then vanished into thin air.

However, the moment he pounced, Li Jiuhe noticed something was wrong under the bed. A pair of hands emerged from under the bed, and then a head quickly popped out.

Judging from his appearance, it was still that tall, thin, and strangely dressed man in black.

This guy approached Li Jiuhe differently than the previous two. He kept his head down and his back bent, not straightening up at all. He exuded a violent aura and rammed into Li Jiuhe.

Li Jiuhe took two steps back again. Because the guy's back arched when he charged, he swung his knife and stabbed him hard in the back.

The slash still destroyed the clone, but the next second Li Jiuhe's neck tightened as something grabbed him from behind and pulled him backward.

In his haste, he glanced back and realized he was already standing on the edge of the bedroom door.

At that moment, a pulling force surged from the darkness, trying to drag him directly inside.

On second thought, the location and angle of attack of those three clones were not meant to attack him, but to force him step by step into this eerie darkness.

Li Jiuhe immediately turned around, swung his knife quickly into the darkness, and at the same time reached out to brace himself against the door frame.

He was incredibly strong; the force couldn't move him, and instead, he was cut in two by a single stroke.

The pull suddenly loosened, and Li Jiuhe quickly stepped back, slamming the bedroom door shut at the same time.

After closing the door, he still needed to be wary of whether there were other clones in the house, because there was a high probability that the clone was hiding in the darkness of the living room, secretly controlling his clones.

However, when Li Jiuhe turned to search in the bedroom, he suddenly froze, completely stunned.

The large bed he usually slept in had been completely changed, replaced by a single hospital bed.

He recognized the hospital bed; he had seen it during the mission at the shelter just now.

A person lay on the bed with their eyes closed, looking emaciated, wearing a metal helmet on their head, and covered with electrode wires from various treatment instruments.

Looking around again, I realized this was no longer my own bedroom.

I don't know when, but he was already standing in the Y-01 containment chamber!

At the same moment, in the dimly lit corner on the other side of the hospital bed, a tall, thin figure was standing there.

This figure seemed to be the true form of the split soul. He lowered his head, his shoulders slightly hunched, like a loyal servant, and remained silent.

Li Jiuhe suddenly woke up with a start; that tug in the darkness must have caused him some trouble.

I don't know if I was pulled to this Y-01 containment chamber by some force, or if the containment chamber was simply moved to my bedroom.

Just then, the light on the brain-consciousness bidirectional transmission and conversion device next to the hospital bed began to flash, clearly indicating that Si Mingyu on the bed was expressing something through his consciousness.

Text appeared quickly on the instrument's small screen, but it was only a short sentence.

【Huh? How could this be?】

Li Jiuhe was taken aback, thinking to himself, "Shouldn't I be the one being surprised? What the hell are you surprised about?"