Absolute Protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Not long after, the police arrived and took the taxi driver away with the driver and the car.

Chu Si didn't worry about any mistakes in the subsequent judgment.Not to mention that in the laws of the Qiming Empire, the maximum penalty for murder is the death penalty. Even if there is a possibility of a lighter punishment for various reasons, it is absolutely impossible to apply it to this taxi driver.

You must know that Chu Si can completely kill him on his own, but he didn't do so, but let him be judged by the law of the world... The empire's official smart people can naturally make wise decisions.In order to express their goodwill towards the underworld, their treatment will only be severe, never lenient.

Therefore, it won't be long before he can sit at home and wait for that person's ghost to throw himself into the underworld.

"... Lu Xue?" Chu Si finally knew the name of this female ghost lady at this time, and he shouted, "I'll give you a day to say goodbye to the people in the mortal world."

"……Yes."

The female ghost immediately raised her head, nodded twice, and drops of blood fell in mid-air following her nodding motion.Immediately afterwards, her transparent soul turned into light smoke and disappeared into the night.

The pitch-black hearse restarted, and countless evil ghosts wailed under the wheels. The ghostly body slowly disappeared in the thick fog with gusts of wind.

The underworld space connected to the inside of the hearse is still barren.

The sky was dim, and the wandering souls taken in during this period of time wandered in the empty land. From a distance, one could see nothingness at the edge of the land, as if the space was constantly disintegrating. It was an illusory scene that had not yet fully manifested into reality.

A dark gate stands on the edge of the barren plain, and a surging black light flickers on it.This is the body of the Nether Gate.One by one, the evil spirits were firmly stuck in the gate of the nether world, constantly extracting energy from the soul body.They couldn't help crying out in pain.

"...have you developed a little wisdom?"

Chu Si's figure appeared in front of the Nether Gate, sensing the ignorant fluctuation of will coming from the gate, he couldn't help showing a smile.

The infusion of a large amount of power of faith, as well as the endless stream of evil spirits being swallowed by the gate of the nether world, really brought new changes to this artifact.When the spirit of the ghost gate is fully cultivated, it may be the most impartial judge in the underworld.After all, every evil spirit has to walk around in its belly.

As if feeling Chu Si's emotions, the ignorant will wowed twice, releasing the nostalgia from instinct.

Looking around at the barren plain and the ghosts wandering in disorder on the plain, Chu Si pointed at the gate of the netherworld, and an inexplicable energy wrapped it and transformed it.

"There are already enough ghosts, and the power of faith has begun to have a surplus. It is impossible to be chaotic and disorderly all the time."

His dark eyes blinked slightly, and he whispered to himself.

"...Looks like it's time to establish the laws of the underworld."

A strange halo emanated from his palm, spreading outwards, gradually covering the entire Underworld.The rules of this space are like the main system of the virtual game. After receiving the instructions from Chu Si, the person with the highest authority, he began to constantly modify himself.

The ghosts who were wandering in the wilderness in a daze, all woke up in an instant, and found that there were many more messages in their minds.

After that, every ghost who enters the underworld through the gate of the nether world will leave a mark on the gate of the netherworld, and they will instinctively know all the rules of the underworld.

"In addition, the construction of the underworld should also be put on the agenda."

Imprinting a series of rules in the gate of the nether world, and spreading them along the connection between the gate of the netherworld and the ghosts, Chu Si's eyes turned to look at a piece of barren land.

In the evening, in a certain hospital.

Zhang Ming was floating in the air blankly, looking at the man who was exactly like him below.In his chaotic mind, he still hadn't figured out what happened.

Surrounded by a group of family members, the man lay quietly on the hospital bed, beside him was the long straight line on the ECG monitor that gradually became straight.The man's face was covered with a white cloth.

The cries one after another echoed in the ward, a group of people with red and swollen eyes gathered together to discuss something in a low voice.

The little boy beside the hospital bed didn't understand what happened, but he just looked at the man lying on the bed curiously, and stretched out his little hand to wake him up: "Dad...Dad, don't go to sleep! Daddy is a lazy pig, Mommy and I Grandpa and grandma cried anxiously."

The boy's immature words seemed to have turned on a certain mechanism. The moment his soft little hand touched the man on the hospital bed, Zhang Ming, who was floating in the air, felt a little more warmth in his soul.

His chaotic consciousness woke up in an instant, remembering what happened before.

The narrow mountain road, the sharp turn, and the oncoming large truck speeding... The scene before death is like a black and white movie, fast forwarding in the consciousness.

"So, I'm already dead..."

While sighing melancholy, he stared deeply at the family members below, and reached out to touch the boy's head, but he was worried that it would have a bad effect on his body.He slowly withdrew his hand.

After only a short delay, Zhang Ming felt a slight tingling pain in his soul, as if he was lightly pricked on the skin by the tip of a needle.At first it was just one needle, then two, three, more and more.It seemed that there was an invisible mill in the world, which was slowly obliterating his soul.

He suddenly remembered the science popularization in the Nether live broadcast room some time ago.At the beginning, he also listened seriously.

"Is this the rule of the mortal world? Ghosts are not allowed..."

Feeling the ubiquitous sense of oppression all over his body, the panic that seemed to fly away in the next moment, the grief and reluctance in his heart faded a lot, and the depths of his soul were filled with fear.

At this time, he vaguely sensed a suction force from a distant place, and a deep vortex quietly emerged in the midair, sucking his ghost into it.

Walking along the long passage in the vortex, he soon came to a dark door.The head of the evil spirit on the gate roared ferociously, with a fierce light shining in its eye sockets.

Zhang Ming was startled and wanted to run away.Suddenly reacted: "No, I'm already dead! I'm already a ghost, so why are I afraid of evil spirits?"

After understanding the logic, he immediately relaxed, swaggered and floated in through the open door.Everything he saw left him in a daze.

As far as the eye can see, there is a boundless black land, and large expanses of empty and desolate areas show that everything is in a state of prosperity.

And in the center of the land, a beautiful tall building stands quietly, like a sky pillar that runs through the earth and the sky, and the top cannot be seen at a glance.One can even see what appears to be an elevator on the side of the transparent building, filled with ghosts going up and down.

Near this tall building, one after another special buildings are distributed around it, each building is very special, some kind of special force field makes them suspend quietly in mid-air, supporting the central tall building.At first glance, it looks like a product of a science fiction movie.

And around these buildings, there are countless ghosts working.They used the powerful power of ghosts to set off gusts of wind, rolled up building materials one after another out of thin air, and continued to build more buildings.

"This, this is really the underworld?"

Zhang Ming, who was at a loss, blurted out subconsciously.

...instead of the future world hundreds of years later?

"Of course it's the underworld."

Someone next to him suddenly answered a sentence, and the faint voice was mixed with the sudden cold wind, blowing on him.

Zhang Ming was so frightened that he turned around with a click of his neck, and saw a headless ghost standing behind him.The other party rolled his eyes slightly at him with the head in his hand, as if he couldn't see his sudden behavior.

...Yes, I am already a ghost.

Zhang Ming, who has not yet adapted to his identity, smiled awkwardly.There was a big slit at the corner of the mouth, the face that had been crushed beyond recognition by the wheel was distorted, and the eyeballs accidentally fell out.

He picked it up and put it back in his eye socket.

"Are you new here?" The headless ghost said suddenly with his head held in his hand, "Didn't you read the law of the underworld carefully in your mind? The gate of the netherworld has branded everything in our souls middle."

"The law of the underworld?"

Hearing the reminder from the headless ghost, he hurriedly searched in his soul.Soon, I found rows of floating black characters emitting a faint light.

"Merit value and crime value?" After reading all the provisions, Zhang Ming finally focused on these two nouns.The laws and regulations of the underworld seem to revolve around these two nouns.

"When you are alive, you have done meritorious service to the world, and you will have merit points on your body. Even if it is just a small thing like picking up garbage once and avoiding environmental pollution..." the headless ghost explained, "Similarly, if you do evil, you will also have merit points on your body. Guilty value."

"Merit value is the common currency in the underworld. Whether you want to eat well, drink well, have fun in the underworld, you can find all kinds of entertainment..." At this point, the headless ghost sucked away the non-existent saliva, "I still want to Accumulate more and bring them to the next reincarnation, or ask the lord of the underworld, the supreme ruler, to donate these merits to relatives in the yang world, and bless them with safety and health..."

"Can you still give it to your relatives?" Zhang Ming eagerly interrupted him, sensing the black letter in his soul marked with 89 points of merit, he asked anxiously, "How should I donate it?"

The headless ghost's head floated in mid-air, opening and closing its bloody mouth: "Don't worry, you will know soon. Don't you want to know how to earn merit points? After all, except for the good people, the ghosts on us are all There are not many merit points."

"Then how to earn merit points?"

"It's very simple. Participate in all the tasks issued by the underworld. We will do whatever the Lord Fujun tells us to do." The headless ghost raised his head high, his voice was a little shrill because of the change of pitch, and his tone was filled with incomparable embarrassment. revered.

...Before entering the underworld, he had endured six days of torture in the yang world, and if the prince hadn't taken him in, he would have died long ago.

Zhang Ming didn't have such deep emotion. He subconsciously complained: "...emmmm, so you have everything you need to lick the dog until the end?"

Fortunately, he just slandered in his heart and didn't let the headless ghost hear.The headless ghost continued to explain, and the head he held in his hand pointed his mouth at the area where the central high-rise building was located, motioning Zhang Ming to look at the ghosts who were constructing buildings in full swing: "For example, building a hell, or for example, like me. Newcomers explaining..."

Seeing Zhang Ming's stunned expression, the headless ghost grinned: "What? Don't you think I'm doing science popularization with good intentions? Of course it's to follow the Lord Fujun's guidance and earn merit points by the way."

The headless ghost led him all the way forward, while continuing to popularize all kinds of common sense. Zhang Ming listened to it and refreshed his three views.

It is true that all the operations of the underworld today are too unexpected. It is completely different from the [-]-story hell he thought. Instead, it looks like a highly intelligent technological world.

Suddenly, Zhang Ming thought of a question: "That's right. You haven't said what will happen to those evil spirits who only have evil values?"

"Those evil spirits?" The headless ghost laughed miserably, driving the invisible wind to howl around, "You don't want to know what happened to them."

He stretched out his bloody hand and drew a circle directly towards the underworld in front of him: "In this entire underworld, everything depends on the gate of the netherworld to operate. And the gate of the netherworld needs to consume soul energy to operate. It can be said that, Now the entire underworld is supported by evil spirits."

"—All the evil spirits have entered the inner space of the Nether Gate, and they are being squeezed out bit by bit by the Nether Gate as stored energy."

While talking, the headless ghost grinned sinisterly and stuck out his long tongue: "Have you ever seen sugarcane squeezed? That's the way to squeeze it."

"The time to be squeezed is different for different sin values... A ghost with a low sin value will only shrink a circle after it comes out. A slightly higher ghost may lose one or two wisps of three souls and six souls. If the sin value is too high... just There is only the end of the soul flying away."

Amid the miserable laughter of the headless ghost, Zhang Ming's soul shivered for no reason, and he felt the chill from the depths of his soul.

When he looked at the sci-fi movie-like scenes in the underworld again, he immediately had a different feeling.This is completely a special plane that develops soul energy and uses ghosts as energy sources. No wonder it can achieve cornering overtaking in technology, which greatly surpasses everything in this world.

To be able to find another way to open up such an alternative underworld, the legendary master of the underworld should not be an ordinary person.