It is said that I convince people with reason

Endless, he seemed to be completely trapped here, something was slowly chasing after him from behind, and an eerie and strange aura hit his back.

"Don't come over here! Don't come over here!"

His legs felt like lead, and his pace became slower and slower, but he didn't dare to stop. If he continues like this, when the things behind him catch up, he will definitely be eaten!

Bang!

There was a loud noise.

The young man who could no longer run fell head-on down the steps and fell to the ground all of a sudden. He struggled to get up. In his frightened eyes, he reflected the decaying and gloomy corridor, as well as the dense white trees standing on the steps. film.

Pairs of empty eyes looked at him at the same time, accompanied by an atmosphere that was so weird that it was hard to describe. It seemed like something had suddenly arrived.

His body suddenly trembled.

...It's coming, it's coming!

...It's going to eat me! It must be eating me!

The sounds of murmurs, laughter, and the cries of children... On the steps that were squirming like living creatures, dense ghost figures walked down stiffly step by step. Getting closer, getting closer...

"Why are you taking so long? Did you not have enough to eat?" A lazy, somewhat impatient voice suddenly sounded, and the gloomy atmosphere around him suddenly stagnated, "Hurry up, hurry up, I I’m all worried about you!”

The countless white figures approaching slowly paused for a moment.

In the eerie corridor, the young man who was lying on the ground raised his head at some point, his brows furrowed with a hint of impatience. This posture is like being in a busy and bustling vegetable market, picking and choosing for a few cabbage and radishes.

Noticing that moment of pause, he lazily raised his eyes again, shook his head and sighed with hatred: "I'm talking about you. Alas, if you are still dawdling like this after death, you won't be able to catch up with the first class even if you are reincarnated."

Saying this, Yuan Buwei simply put his arms on the ground, stood up, stepped straight towards the crawling steps, and took the initiative to walk towards the dense white ghosts.

A series of flesh sprouts protruded from his feet, and they were about to wrap around his calves. He didn't lift his feet to crush them hard, but the invisible power in his soul surged out, and wisps of black smoke came out of the young man. It spreads all over the body.

Hissssss——

Suddenly, the squirming granules seemed to have encountered a very strong corrosive substance, and a large area was corroded at once. Each granule quickly escaped from Yuan Buwei's feet, leaving a circle of vacuum under his feet.

Instead of walking up step by step, the scattered dark smoke emptied and corroded the squirming flesh sprouts, clearing a path for him. Until he stopped and collided head-on with the dense ghost figures in front of him.

A pair of eyes stared straight at him.

Yuan Buwei's eyes lit up, and he felt a little excited for no reason.

He raised his hand and grabbed the nearest white shadow. The moment his fingers came into contact with the illusory white shadow, he was slightly startled: "It's not a ghost? This is..."

As he spoke, he pressed his five fingers together, and the white shadow was sucked in by him like a puff of smoke, and was suddenly kneaded by Yuan Buwei into a spinning black sphere, and then suspended. In the palm of his hand.

"It's a bit like candied haws..." Thinking like this, Yuan Buwei picked up this thing and looked at it, and then he took a sip.

There was sudden silence in the corridor for a moment.

Until Yuan Buwei's voice with an aftertaste spread in the corridor, he smiled and murmured: "It turns out that resentment can measure the body, and it feels so nostalgic."

Amidst the howling wind, murmurs, screams, and voices of men, women, old and young, all the remaining white shadows rushed towards him, like a group of ghosts devouring his soul.

"Don't worry, the snacks will come one by one."

In the calm tone, countless black smoke suddenly erupted in the center that was submerged by countless white shadows.

A hand poked out from nowhere, and black smoke wrapped around his fingertips, like a woven chain or a large open net, passing through the white shadows.

As this hand suddenly closed, it was as if a huge fishing net was fished out of the water, and the countless fish and shrimp in the net became the turtles in the urn.

The scattered black smoke gathered little by little and dissipated at the fingertips. Also disappearing were the dense white shadows whizzing towards him.

He opened his palms and saw pitch-black spheres suspended in front of Yuan Buwei. Their illusive and hazy surfaces were condensed with a pure halo of light, like spheres formed by water droplets.

After thinking about it for a while, I put my hands together.

Under the squeezing of the huge force, the countless spheres suspended in front of him gradually merged with each other, becoming smaller in size, and at the same time, the originally light color became dozens of times richer.

In the end, only ten black "candied haws" were left in the air and fell down. A wisp of black smoke passed through it and strung the ten "candied haws" into a string.

Yuan Buwei raised his hand to take it, put it to his lips and took a lick.

...Tsk, it would be nice if I could add some sugar.

[Su, host...] System 999's trembling voice then sounded, [Are you okay? 】

"I'm fine." Yuan Buwei heard the trembling mechanical sound and asked curiously, "What? As a system, you are still afraid of ghosts? What's more... this is not a ghost."

[No, the host misunderstood. This system is never afraid of ghosts. ] Looking at the peaceful and harmless smile of its host, System 999 trembled.

...It's not ghosts I'm afraid of, it's you, Orz.

The essence of System 999 is also an energy body. Now that the host is taking a bite of "candied haws of sugar", can it not be afraid?

...So, so cruel.

It spoke cautiously: [Host, this kind of food that can measure the body is not delicious, it is filled with resentment. 】

——As for it, it is even less delicious.

It helps the host change bad eating habits.

Yuan Buwei nodded and said: "Of course I know this, it's not like I haven't eaten it before." While speaking, he licked a piece of "candied haws" and hummed softly, "The devil in the devil's abyss is worse than this." Too much.”

System 999:? ? ?

...What should I do if I am even more scared?

I didn't seem to be aware of its fear at all. When I recalled the taste of those demons, I just wanted to frown and said in disgust:

"The Demon Abyss is a place where the demon world is exiled. The demons there are not intelligent beings born the day after tomorrow, but are formed by demonic energy - the components of demonic energy come from the resentment, hatred, hatred and fear of all creatures in the world. Resentment, There's ghost aura, turbid aura, everything. You can imagine how unpalatable those demons must be. It's just like a pot of stew with messy seasonings. Dark cuisine is nothing more than that!"

"Compared with this, this kind of pure resentment can be called delicious even if you measure it."

System 999 did not dare to say anything.

...Even the host can eat these things. Wouldn't it be more dangerous if it's so delicious?

Thinking of the past when he ate dark food every meal, the resentment above his head almost solidified.

Not caring about the sudden silence of System 999, he explored along the steps.

A cold and strange atmosphere filled the air, and the surrounding scene gradually changed. It was as if the second game of the game was refreshed and reset. On the steps above, dense white shadows reappeared. The decayed and aging walls spread layer by layer, and strange whispers sounded.

"...Is this, everything starting over?"

Yuan Buwei watched all this with great interest.

System 999 knew that he had not accepted the destiny plot of this world, so he explained dutifully: [This small world is quite special, and there are many supernatural beings that are difficult to explain by common sense, which are called weird. What the host encounters now is a kind of weirdness. The space within the scope of weird rules is called the strange realm. 】

[Unlike ghosts and ghosts, weirdness is like a special rule that cannot be completely eliminated. Under normal circumstances, the only way is to find out this rule, circumvent it, or use a special sealing object to seal it...]

[This entire space should be a mysterious realm, so the stairs are endless. The host’s top priority is to find loopholes in the rules and get out of here...]

"In other words, there is no end to the energy bodies of grievances created by the weirdness? As long as the weirdness remains, the energy bodies of grievances can continue to regenerate."

[...] System 999 was suspiciously silent for a moment, [Theoretically speaking, this is correct. 】

...Why does it feel excited by the host's voice? This must be an illusion.

"That would be perfect."

Yuan raised the corners of his lips in pleasure and cast his eager eyes on the numerous white figures chasing him.

He walked forward step by step. The ceiling, walls, steps... everything around him showed strange and inexplicable changes. Granulation sprouted from the decaying mold, and various sounds echoed around him. This weird sound seemed to be grinding hard on his soul. ＠This work

If it were the original body, an ordinary person's soul might not be able to survive a few rounds and would completely collapse. But for Yuan Buwei, this was simply a "tickling" level of intensity, and he didn't think it was heavy enough.

The flesh sprouts grew, and ghostly shadows entangled him. The dark smoke bloomed from around the young man. In the spreading mist, there seemed to be cold and extremely violent malice rushing out, like a vicious beast opening its mouth. Sharp tongue.

Swish——!

All the flesh buds and ghosts shrank back instantly.

Yuan Buwei smiled and reached out to grab the numerous white shadows.

That smile is like that of an old vegetable farmer in the field, harvesting the leeks that have grown, one crop after another.

…

Time passed unconsciously, and I didn’t know how many “leeks” I had harvested. Although these grievances have a mediocre taste, they can be used to increase the power of the soul itself. Even if one or two pills are just insignificant, if you eat too much, there should be some effect.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but the space in front of me suddenly began to shake violently. The rotten ceiling cracked, the long steps were shattered, and the squirming granules seemed to have lost all their vitality and became shriveled. White shadows flashed before my eyes one after another, like snowflakes coming out of an old TV set.

Wow——

It was as if an illusory bubble burst suddenly, and the surrounding space silently collapsed. When Yuan Buwei stepped on the ground again, he looked around and saw that he was in a clean and tidy room.

On the neatly tidied desk, the screen of the laptop glowed faintly. In the enlarged dialog box, row after row of densely packed red letters filled the screen, revealing extreme malice.

"Plagiarism dogs go to hell, die, die, die, die...!"

The font has a bleeding effect, and it looks like blood is dripping all over the screen, exuding a strong sense of ominousness.

I didn't ignore the writing on the screen, but looked around the room with interest.

This is a small single apartment, but it is neatly kept. The entire wall next to it is covered with densely packed books.

Sunlight shines in from the window on the other side, and the transparent glass window reflects a face with clean and beautiful facial features, but too pale and thin. There were still faint dark circles on his face, and he looked deeply decadent.

"It's so easy to return to the present world?"

Yuan Buwei blinked at himself in the glass window, still a little unfinished.

"Didn't you say that you have to break the weird rules to get out?"

System 999: [……]

[This is probably because the strange realm was bald by the host. 】

Chapter 84 Writer 2

"Plagiarism dogs go to hell, die, die, die, die...!"

The blood-red writing was almost all over the screen, as if there was blood flowing out of the screen, which was cold, strange, and ominous.

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