Strange rules: starting with a white-haired beauty

[After listening to my suggestion, the curator used his group of monsters to clear an area in the staff area of ​​the park and transformed it into a new exhibition area. He also raised two monitor lizards in it and told me that once the giant lizards If the lizard shows any signs of attacking a staff member, be sure to contact him by phone. 】

[I modified the visitor rules when I found out that I really had this authority. When I change any one of the Visitor Rules, it will actually be reflected in the other Visitor Rules. 】

[I made some modifications to Rules 15 and 16, because "it" will normalize fear, so I can only try to appease the emotions of these tourists... When tourists become mentally confused and confused, there is basically no way to save them. Now, I don’t want this situation to happen again where people who have been eroded bring back people from outside. 】

[The curator asked me, if I could save ten people by killing one almost-inhuman person, would I do it? 】

[To this day, my answer is still “yes”. 】

[I finally understand why there are some wrong rules in the visitor code. When I try to write these things, there is always an inexplicable force that makes me write something completely different, such as "The Reptile House does not exist." . But I tried my best to resist the control from "it". No, it should be more appropriate to say "him" now, because he is too similar to those existences that can only be described in myths and poems...]

"Ancient...ancient god?" Many barrages were confused when they saw that title. This is the name given to a certain ancient god in many magical novels.

"Maybe not... it may be something similar to that kind of existence, but obviously the existence in the abyss is still far from the real ancient god. The director must be a fan of novels and has read too many magical novels."

"I hope it's true. After all, investigators are consumables... I don't want Lan Zhirou to be consumables..."

[His influence on me is not that great. It seems that the principal’s office is resistant to his influence. Sometimes I can still write the correct things. If I were influenced by him, the handwriting I left would be another kind of handwriting... …I hope people who see it can understand. 】

[I have improved and modified some of the things left by the previous director, but some of them are still incorrect. Once those rules are followed, I don’t know what will happen. 】

[He is not a complete existence. In His eyes, whether they are animals or humans, they are all the same. 】

[As time goes by and darkness falls, His power will become stronger, especially after receiving additional information. Human beings will appear slightly different in His eyes, even though He may not have any ill intentions towards humans. But His will will change the noticed human beings into what He thinks they are, and these changed things will become His believers without distinction. 】

[Some people are trees, some people are animals, some people are...but that's not important. What's important is that these things are equally dangerous. 】

[It is dangerous for him to come into contact with any external information, and every information will give him more evil power. Every time He learns more, the abyss will miraculously produce more animals, or more items will appear. These animals are in line with His knowledge. I don’t know what the purpose of this is... …]

[The curator's plan failed... He died, but the thing was not completed. 】

[I felt that after the curator died, He was suddenly able to look at me. His eyes had fallen on me. I didn’t have much time... Damn it! Damn it! If only I had more time! 】

[The giant lizard park is out of control, but it is still maintaining its due function. Maybe this is the best ending... He seems to have understood the giant lizard created by the curator. If that damn thing doesn't change, It would be nice if a third giant lizard comes and causes a lot of trouble... Looks like I need to add something to the visitor rules. 】

[He has come...has come, so many whispers, I see people who are not of this world. no no! I am human. I will not be assimilated by you! I will definitely do it and do more things! 】

"It seems that the director is going crazy and has started gibbering in his notes."

"Did the director confront Chun when there was no record? Otherwise, according to the director, the director's office had a strong resistance to Chun, and he shouldn't have gone crazy so quickly."

"That's not necessarily true. What you saw is just a paragraph. Maybe he has recorded it for several years."

The discussion on the barrage was fruitless, but no matter what, Lan Zhirou and the barrage all had the same idea - the principal should be dead soon.

This was indeed the case, but what happened next was something Lan Zhirou didn't expect. The words recorded next made Lan Zhirou feel awe for the principal, and also answered Lan Zhirou's long-standing doubts about a certain person. Things mentioned repeatedly in the rules have never appeared, and Lan Zhirou has always wondered why.

[The sound already sounded beautiful to my ears, and His servants kept telling me to join them. I feel that my time is running out and now I will use my life to do one last thing. 】

[I want to eliminate the night minions from Him. Without those things, the world at night might be safer. 】

(The text below is stained red with blood, but it is still barely legible.)

[Haha... I succeeded, I really succeeded. In the past, a tourist brought in a plastic bomb, and then he disappeared. This box of plastic bombs is still in my hand. I blew up the insectarium with plastic bombs and the insects literally disappeared. 】

[From now on, there will no longer be those damn large insects with human eyes that fly and suck blood at night. This damn park will be more or less safe at night...]

[I won, damn thing, did you hear it? I won! I am only a human being, but I defeat your creation! 】

[The surrounding scenes are beginning to become illusory, and the Insect Hall is disappearing... I am now leaning on the display case of the Insect Hall, recording the last things in my life. The explosion was very powerful, and I was also hit by sharp stones. I was hit in the lower abdomen and head. It seems that I won’t survive tomorrow... The only good news is that although my consciousness is blurred, those damn sounds have also disappeared at the same time...]

[Before coming here, I had cut off the "communication" between the abyss itself and the outside world. I thought about it. If the curator couldn't do it, it would be even less possible for the people who followed. Rather than doing this, it would be better to reduce the number of people in the abyss. Living creatures... There will be no successors for either the director or the staff... There will no longer be advertisements about the abyss outside. Presumably, in this way, at least the number of victims will be reduced a lot...]

[I will not let Him turn me into that. As long as you end it on your own, He will not be able to transform you...I will do this...]