There is One New Rule Every Month Globally

Since he couldn't move, he stopped trying.

Although there was a solution, he didn't have the time to worry about that now; there were more important things to do. He had just come out to take a break, and...to take a damn drag of his cigarette!

Chen Yi was then seen lighting up a cigarette with an intoxicated expression, taking a deep inhale, and slowly exhaling a pale blue smoke that shot out like an arrow.

In the past few days, he had accompanied Wen Ping in that Illusory Realm, where he didn't smoke a single cigarette.

Although he could conjure up a cigarette to roughly satisfy the craving.

But the Illusory Realm had no real effect on him; it was only truly effective for Wen Ping, the one chosen by the prop, making him crave a smoke all these days.

Yet, he couldn't find the time to do so as there were too many complications with Wen Ping's situation. Now that things were finally on the right track, more or less following the script with no major issues, he could take a break to smoke a few cigarettes.

As for the rule of "being one step ahead."

He would deal with that when he came out; there was no time to bother with it now. Anyhow, it wouldn't affect anything for the moment, and his body wouldn't feel any discomfort, it was just that his legs were too heavy to lift.

Even raising his arm to take a puff was quite an effort.

"Hehe."

Tuberculosis Rabbit chuckled without picking up on the conversation, reporting the situation of the past few days: "Your wife comes over every day. I send her back at night. She wanted to stay with you, but after all, this is a wilderness, and nothing is convenient."

"Tie Chui is responsible for safely escorting your wife to and fro."

"As for Sword Without End, there he is."

Tuberculosis Rabbit pointed to the distance where Sword Without End, with arms turned into two ropes tied to a tree, was leisurely swinging below.

"This is?"

"Oh, Yi, did you forget? Last time Sword Without End bought a little gadget at the Star Map Platform that allows you to change your organs as you please? These past days he's had nothing to do, so he's been experimenting with ways to use the prop."

"Just this one."

'Prop Name': Autonomous Organs.

'Prop Level': A-Level.

'Prop Effect': You can freely manipulate any of your body's organs, allowing them to form any shape, but you cannot alter their strength or size. For example, you could move an eye behind your head to achieve a 360-degree field of vision, and no matter how you arrange your organs, you will not die or get injured from it. Theoretically, you could even stuff your head into your own abdomen.

'Prop Limitations': No cooldown, no Points cost.

'Prop Introduction': "We long for freedom, even in our appearance. We want to have absolute freedom."

Tuberculosis Rabbit shared the prop panel in mid-air.

"This human swing is just something Sword Without End came up with to pass the time, not much use. Besides that, he's developed a nice trick of launching swords simultaneously."

"That's shooting hundreds of flying swords at once."

"Then Sword Without End turns his body into one of the flying swords, hiding amongst them as they shoot towards the enemy, and at the last moment, he delivers a sudden, heavy blow, catching the enemy off guard."

"Come on, Sword Without End, show Yi how it's done."

Tuberculosis Rabbit waved to Sword Without End in the distance and called out.

"Forget it."

Reverting to his normal posture from the human swing, Sword Without End jumped down from mid-air and walked over, sitting down on the ground somewhat bewilderedly: "I accidentally hit my head on a rock just now, hit it quite hard, and my head's a bit foggy."

"Right, Yi, how are things progressing over there?"

"Almost there."

Chen Yi nodded: "Everything is basically on track, proceeding according to the script. A man who hasn't had a proper romance is easy to go to extremes when he encounters his first love."

"Almost there."

"Such men are the easiest to deceive."

"Indeed."

Sword Without End nodded emphatically: "I still remember those naïve emotions from my student days, pretending to nap on the desk, then pretending to be sleepy and 'accidentally' touching my desk mate's elbow with mine."

"Just feeling like the spark of love had already begun to burn."

"That sensation, like being electrified, all tingly through the body."

"It's really nice, and I envy Wen Ping for being able to feel this kind of emotion before he dies. Yi, you are kind-hearted."

"Without Yi, Wen Ping probably wouldn't have met such a perfect woman in his life, a woman that Wen Ping cares so much about."

"Heh."

On hearing this, Tuberculosis Rabbit couldn't help but laugh: "It reminds me of a joke I heard before, that perfect women or men are always made by liars, no exceptions. No one can be perfect."

"Even someone as perfect as Yi has the flaw of not liking barbecue, doesn't he?"

"...It's not that I don't like barbecue, it's just that you make it too often."

"Forget it."

Chen Yi let out a resigned sigh and lit another cigarette, taking his time to indulge before he looked at Tuberculosis Rabbit and others and instructed: "I'm going back in to continue. If there's any emergency..."

"Just shake my body violently. I'll be able to feel it."

"Alright, no problem."

...

As Chen Yi discarded the cigarette butt and closed his eyes once more, standing still to resume his role as a scarecrow, Tuberculosis Rabbit couldn't help but speak with an emotional tone: "Yi's addiction to smoking is quite serious it seems, stepping out just to have a smoke."