"It may be an abnormal item, or it may be a person with special abilities."

After saying this, Duan Yun turned to look at Liang Xi.

"Is the Internet available?"

Liang Xi shook his head—there is an Internet in this world, but this small mountain village is too remote to connect to the Internet.

Duan Yun frowned and said, "So, now I don't know whether the world has become like this all at once, or whether it has become like this gradually."

"If ghost stories come true at the same time around the world, we can't judge the starting point of the disaster through the time difference."

"In addition... there is another situation that has to be considered."

"That's the monster created by the strange talk, what is its strength?"

"Is the strength determined according to the spread? Or is the strength constant, any urban ghost story can only have the strength of the awakened level/spirit..."

Lu Ming said abruptly: "The former."

Duan Yun nodded: "According to the rate of spread, it makes sense."

He didn't ask what Lu Ming based his judgment on, he just accepted Lu Ming's judgment.

Duan Yun continued: "There is one more thing. How many people's beliefs can create a strange story?"

Lu Ming said again: "Dozens of people are enough."

That's right.

There are only a few dozen people in the small mountain village, and their common ideas directly turned the village into a wolf village...

So it can be seen that it does not need a high degree of popularity to create a ghost story.

"Considering the worst-case scenario..."

"First of all, at the same time, the phenomenon of ghost stories coming true occurred in the copy world."

"The strength of the monster created by the strange talk depends on the spread of the strange talk."

"It only takes the belief of dozens of people to create a ghost story."

"This will lead to the following three scenarios."

"We can't find the source of the disaster, so we can't clear the copy perfectly."

"Among the monsters created by Guai Tan, there will be extremely terrifying super bosses..."

"The number of ghost stories will be very exaggerated."

After speaking, Duan Yun pursed his lips and made the same judgment as Lu Ming.

"This dungeon is in big trouble..."

Lu Ming got up calmly and came to the window. Through the window, Lu Ming looked at the distant sky.

The sky shone slightly, turning fish belly white, but there was a faint glow that rose one step ahead of the sun.

The light illuminates the world.

Another miracle appeared in the light.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Ming turned to look at the crowd.

"The plan is changed... we don't look for the source of the disaster, and we don't expect a perfect customs clearance."

"Make the most basic plan...to survive fifteen days, so be it."

Be timid before fighting.

This is not Lu Ming's style.

However, what he saw in the dungeon, Lu Ming couldn't help but make such a decision.

The childlike sound of hope came to Lu Ming's ears.

"The right idea."

The golden retriever shook its hair. It leaned against the window and saw the scenery Lu Ming saw.

"Simple world view."

"Rough and direct anomalous changes."

"This will bring rapid destruction, and great danger."

After finishing speaking, Hope turned the dog's head to look at Lu Ming.

"Boss, this time, please hold on tight."

Lu Ming's eyes were deep and he didn't speak.

……

an hour ago.

The world is peaceful and calm.

Nations work in sequence, like delicate instruments.

People are sleeping, working, resting, or continuing their busy day.

This is a day like no other.

United States, in a coffee shop.

"Ilya, look, I found a new ghost story."

"At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, light three candles, close your eyes and stand in front of the mirror in the bathroom, and call out the four words the Blood Countess in your heart. Open your eyes after 5 minutes, and you will see the Countess standing in front of the mirror and looking at you. "

"Wow~~ I must try it tonight!"

"Yes, yes, everyone."

Two little girls who love ghost stories...it's nothing unusual.

……

three hours ago.

China.

In the middle of the night, the buzzing of the server continued, and in a remote and dark private house, a stubble-faced stubble-faced man in his thirties flew like flying keys, typing frantically!

Spam text messages are sent to countless people's mobile phones along the Internet phone.

"I am the ancient emperor, but in fact I am not dead.

I am in the sixth row of the third pit of the Xijing Terracotta Army.

I took the elixir of life, let me tell you.

I have 3000 tons of gold and 300 million Qin soldiers sealed in Xijing.

Now it only costs 198 yuan to unblock it.

As long as you call me money.

On the day I unblock you, I will accept you as my godson.

Make you the crown prince!No joke!

The money is transferred to this card: XXXXX..."

After finishing his "work", the man took a sip of his coffee, and within a short while, the beeping notifications sounded one after another.

Cast the net widely, and you can always catch a few fish - because you should never think that everyone's IQ is online...

Watching the bank card quickly increase to a five-figure balance, the man grinned, showing his yellow teeth covered with smoke.

"This group of two hundred and five... Do you believe this?"

It's nothing unusual for a simple online scam.

……

eight hours ago.

Huaguo, inside a residential building.

The five or six-year-old boy curled up on the bed, and beside him, the boy's mother spoke softly, reading a children's book.

"Sun Wukong was crushed under the Five Fingers Mountain by the Tathagata Buddha..."

"Mommy mommy."

"Hey?"

"Do you think there really is a Monkey King in the world?"

The childish face of the boy drew a gentle smile from the mother.

"Yes, not only Sun Wukong, but also Huaguoshan and Wuzhishan..."

"After a while, Dad won't be busy with work, we'll take you to have a look. Now, drink milk and sleep."

The boy nodded hurriedly: "Yeah!"

Until the mother left and turned off the lights, the boy curled up in the bed with a sweet smile.

He knew... Sun Dasheng must be true.

Huaguo Mountain is real, how could Sun Dasheng not be real?

There is nothing unusual about a boy who likes fantasy and is innocent.

……

three hours ago.

Somewhere in Europe.

The church bell rang, and the believers filed in.

On the podium, the pastor led the crowd to sit for Mass.

The pastor is pious, and the believers are solemn.

There is nothing unusual about a group of people of faith.

……

ten hours ago.

China.

A group of middle-aged and middle-aged children were playing and fighting in the courtyard of the community.

"Look at my Dugu Nine Swords!"

"Look at me, Flying Immortal!"

"When I grow up, I will definitely become a knight and kill you all!"

Every boy has a martial arts dream, which is nothing unusual.

……

Huaguo, in a certain restaurant.

"Second Lord Guan bless you!"

……

"Buddha bless."

……

"Sanqing is above!"

……

"The protection of the ancestor god!"

……

"Give me the ranking of the God of Wealth!"

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