This aura is deadly

"You have 13 hours, 50 minutes and 42 seconds left to live..."

Even with his eyes closed, Chen Ke could see this line of small words in the upper right corner of his vision.

There is everything in dreams...

Chen Ke suddenly opened his eyes, and everything in front of him was pitch black. He felt a little difficult to breathe. If he didn't need to breathe at all, he might have suffocated to death.

Although he couldn't see anything, he still felt a strong pressure coming from all directions and squeezing him in the middle.

Chen Ke then realized that he was lying down. When he moved his hands and feet slightly, he immediately touched the wooden wall.

He raised his forearm to his chest awkwardly, touched the wooden top cover similar to the surroundings, and knocked it gently, making a dull echo.

This sense of space and the dull echo from behind the wooden board made Chen Ke conclude that he was buried alive.

His eyes emitted blue light, and he scanned the surroundings with his spiritual vision. There was no human figure within a radius of 100 meters.

"Xu Jing?" Chen Ke tried to call out.

His voice hit the wooden board more than ten centimeters above and bounced back, as if he was talking to the wall, which sounded strange.

"Hmm... what's going on?" Chen Ke was puzzled.

He remembered that he and Xu Jing were in an antique shop in Opportunity City, trying to travel to Langdon in 1859 through an old mirror. And a few seconds later, he was lying in such a cramped and narrow space.

Is this how the Foundation travels through time and space? Is he lying in a place like a sleeping cabin now?

"Xu Jing? Are you there?" Chen Ke called again.

No one responded. He smelled the smell of soil, and there was a faint smell of incense in this narrow space.

Chen Ke punched the wooden cover with his little fist and felt that there must be tons of soil buried outside. It felt like a coffin inside!

Chen Ke snapped his fingers at the wooden cover, and the 5-hour burst of psychic energy violently blew up all the obstacles in front of Chen Ke.

The soil mixed with wood residue flew into the night sky and sprinkled Chen Ke. A cool air mixed with the fragrance of soil and charcoal slag filled Chen Ke's lungs.

Chen Ke sat up and found that he was really lying in a coffin, and the coffin was buried in a pit less than 2 meters deep.

It was night, and the surroundings were deserted and quiet. There were piles of graves. The branches and leaves of unknown trees were blown down by the night wind, and nameless insects were calling regularly.

Chen Ke looked back and saw that he didn't even have a tombstone. I'm afraid he was buried in a hurry...

"What's wrong with me...?" Chen Ke was puzzled. Suddenly he looked down at his limbs and body and found that his clothes had turned into an old windbreaker from the Victorian era.

At the same time, he felt that his neck was a little itchy. He stretched out his hand and scratched it, and found that there was a circle of fine hemp rope around his neck.

Chen Ke scratched it, grabbed the thread, and pulled the coil off his neck. The thread, stained with some blood and flesh, fell into Chen Ke's palm. He felt that he must have missed something.

He thought of something and took out his wallet and holster. He searched all over his body, but couldn't find them.

Chen Ke's cheeks were sweating. All his holy objects, documents, and cash were in his wallet...

Chen Ke took off his windbreaker and carefully searched all his pockets, but still found nothing.

"Fuck... Fuck!" Chen Ke cursed inwardly. Not only the wallet, but also the Type 67 pistol disappeared.

He didn't know what he had experienced, but he had a very bad guess.

Chen Ke tried to ignite Angele's magic flame. His palm was slightly red. The thing was still there. He covered his chest, and the black stone in his heart was sleeping peacefully.

An information bar appeared in front of him. It was his portal list. Van Hede had turned dark gray and there was no way to go there anymore. The same happened in the City of Opportunities in 2009...

Chen Ke switched the interface and came to the soul list. Everything in front of him made him open his mouth in surprise. He saw a bunch of painful souls that could increase his lifespan by 50 hours. There were 67 of them after careful counting.

He focused his attention on the last soul: Florence's painful soul.

[Florence's painful soul]

[Effects: increase lifespan by 10 hours, open a portal once, refine Florence's suit]

[Florence, a hunter who was combined with the blood of God, became a deformed monster after being injected with the blood of God, but still couldn't forget the white-haired woman...]

[The Keeper Organization is a group of arcane hunters under Queen Victoria of Ingram, specializing in dealing with the increasingly rampant inhuman crisis. Whenever the blood moon is low, the hunters will become active and start an endless bloody hunt. ]

"Secret Keeper? Florence... I... I killed the Keeper who turned into a monster. There are still 67 monsters in front. I know. I died once." Chen Ke said to himself.

Every time Chen Ke died and came back to life, the time of his resurrection would become longer, and he would also lose some of his memories.

After he and Xu Jing traveled here, he must have experienced something, which led to his death. During the long process of resurrection, someone buried him...

"Where is Xu Jing?" He couldn't help but wonder. Every time the woman from the foundation died, she just returned to the era of the foundation and could travel back again soon.

Did Xu Jing abandon him? Chen Ke pinched his chin and sat in the coffin to think.

Maybe Xu Jing thought she was dead, so she buried herself? Otherwise, in this world of 1859, who would be so kind as to dig a grave for himself?

However, Chen Ke couldn't even convince himself of this statement. After all, with her by his side, his abilities were not bad, and it would be very difficult to kill him.

What's more, in battle, he can recover unlimited blood...

Could it be that they have already met another Chen Ke? Chen Ke speculated that maybe he and another Chen Ke died together to complete Xu Jing's commission, so Xu Jing buried herself in 1859?

"Your job/mission, not fulfilled/finished."

An idea suddenly popped up in his heart, forcing Chen Ke to overturn his previous guess.

"What have I experienced?" Chen Ke tried to ask the black stone.

"Your competitor, finish = you, and take away the roommate." Blackstone conveyed the message.

"Fuck...I...I was beaten by him..." Chen Ke swallowed hard, feeling extremely frustrated.

The good news is that if you mess around again in the future, you will at least have a black box to record your rollover record...

The bad news is that he doesn't seem to be a match for the other Chen Ke.

Not only did the other party kill him, but he was also able to capture Xu Jing alive, which completely exceeded Chen Ke's expectations.

He originally thought it would be an easy journey, he just had to aim at the target and pull the trigger in his heart, and pinch a few souls to replenish his lifespan.

However, now it seems that the other party is not in the same order of magnitude as him, just like when he first met the Contract Demon in Xijin Building, it seems like everything is starting from scratch.