But the strange thing was, he actually entered a completely absurd state—on one hand, he was extremely nervous, because death was imminent. But on the other hand, what popped into his mind was Guo Degang’s crosstalk “I Want to Time Travel.”

In the crosstalk, Old Guo is the unluckiest time traveler, traveling into Li Lianying right before his execution, into Heshen just as he’s about to be put to death, into one of the six generals about to be killed by Guan Yu in “Guan Yu Passes Five Passes and Slays Six Generals,” and into Zhang Zuolin on the train at the Huanggutun Incident.

How similar is this to Gavin Clark’s current predicament!

Lost in these wild thoughts, another five seconds passed. Remembering Old Guo’s crosstalk, Gavin Clark almost burst out laughing.

Hahaha, this is hilarious, too funny!

But he quickly stopped himself from reminiscing about the crosstalk. What time is it now? He’s about to die, and he still has the leisure to think about crosstalk? No wonder he came out of a mental hospital, but as the director, he’s not that neurotic, is he? What’s going on?

Could it be that after this time travel, I, Gavin Clark, have also become mentally ill?

Gavin Clark racked his brains.

Must save myself, must save myself, must save myself...

“Swish, swish, swish...”

The beheadings continued, one every second. There were five seconds left before Gavin Clark’s turn.

What to do? What to do?

I, Gavin Clark, am a genius, a top student, a seducer of other men’s wives, a wholesale supplier of green hats—how could I possibly not have a way to save myself?

What crime did the original owner of this body commit in this world? Why is he being executed?!

But soon Gavin Clark realized that saving himself was a hell-level difficulty.

First, his mouth was stuffed with a rag, so his eloquence was useless; he was wearing a hood, so his incomparably handsome face couldn’t be shown; and his hands were tied, so he couldn’t make any gestures.

Four seconds left until his beheading, three seconds...

In this situation, even if he was a genius, it was absolutely impossible to save himself.

Doomed!

Absolutely doomed.

Gavin Clark was about to become the most miserable time traveler in history, dying just thirteen seconds after crossing over.

Can’t speak, can’t move—trying to save himself in three seconds is harder than ascending to heaven!

Three, two, one!

“Swish!” The blade fell, and the death row inmate to his left was instantly beheaded, only half a meter away.

Gavin Clark suddenly felt his head and face heat up, drenched in a shower of blood.

It was Gavin Clark’s turn!

The executioner came up behind him, raised the ghost-headed broadsword, and aimed it at Gavin Clark’s neck.

He was about to be decapitated, becoming the shortest-lived time traveler in history.

But at that moment, Gavin Clark’s face instead showed a look of surprise, which then turned into a smile.

He realized he didn’t need to save himself.

Because he heard the executioner’s inner monologue behind him: This pretty boy can’t be killed!

The executioner was clearly standing behind him, Gavin Clark couldn’t see him at all, and he was only silently mouthing the words, not making a sound, yet Gavin Clark heard his words clearly in his mind: This pretty boy can’t be killed.

Mind reading!

It was the mind reading ability of patient number sixteen?! How did his special talent appear in Gavin Clark’s body? After crossing over, was he possessed by a mental patient?

What about the other mental patients’ abilities?

At that moment—

“Swish!”

The executioner’s broadsword suddenly slammed down.

Gavin Clark’s vision went black, his whole body was knocked to the ground, and he lost all consciousness.

……

He didn’t know how much time had passed before Gavin Clark slowly woke up.

He was now in a prison cell, his whole body tied to a torture rack, with three hundred-jin guillotines hanging above him.

At a single command, these three guillotines would come crashing down, slicing him into four pieces.

At this moment, a pair of hawk-like eyes stared at him intently.

These eyes were so terrifyingly sharp that they made people completely ignore the man’s face.

Gavin Clark instinctively tried to use mind reading, but found that the owner of these eyes was as calm as a still lake, with no mental activity and no expression leaking out—this was a true expert.

“Gavin Clark, everyone else has been beheaded. Only you survived. Do you know why?” the owner of the eyes asked.

Gavin Clark shook his head.

“As soon as I give the order, you’ll be sliced into four pieces. So, do you want to live?”

Gavin Clark nodded.

The other said calmly, “You want to live? That’s good. Then why should I spare your life?”

Gavin Clark gathered his emotions, put on a serious face, and with tears in his eyes shouted at him, “Dad!”

The other was stunned!

Gavin Clark said seriously, “How about this? I’ll acknowledge a thief as my father, and you spare my life.”

Chapter 4: The Ultimate Scoundrel

Hearing Gavin Clark’s words, the man with hawk-like eyes was momentarily stunned, his gaze focusing to a point, and he asked, “You’re not afraid of death?”

Gavin Clark said, “I’m scared to death.”

The other said, “Then why are you acting so recklessly?”

Gavin Clark was also taken aback, finding it strange himself. He clearly wanted to live, but what he just said was obviously courting death.