Dimensional Eroders

After leaving the monastery, Bailang went down to a bustling downtown area under the guidance of a guide, and visited the entrance of "Kabukicho Elm Street" in the 13th district from a distance, but did not enter.

In addition to feeling extremely dangerous, the asking price of this ghost place is also high, which is not affordable by ordinary people. Although the real dream world is the ultimate, the entrance fee is almost worth an evil spirit token in his hand, which is unaffordable, unaffordable.

Afterwards, he and the guide went through several low-intensity danger areas. After watching a death ring match + a round of death race, I learned about the functions of many "evil spirits" in different fields. I gained knowledge and lost all the remaining 3 gold coins. I swore to myself that I would never gamble again.

In the end, at Nick's invitation, they came to a high-rise building with simple and elegant decoration and had afternoon tea. And condescendingly admire a street dogfight.

There are many similar service places in Eden, which can still maintain neutrality and provide a safe environment when they are in a dangerous state or extremely dangerous. It is not only for normal guests to enjoy outside fighting and performances, but also for those believers who join the hunt. We provide a 'temporary shelter service'.

From Bailang's point of view, the Garden of Eden is a Colosseum. This kind of place is like the seats in the audience area, usually open to local rich and wealthy people who come to travel. But those players who have participated in the game after game, after earning enough wealth, also come here to rest, and after squandering all their wealth, they will join the bloody battle again, making money-enjoying-making money-enjoying the infinite cycle.

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Before 4:00 p.m., step on 4 large districts in a row, and return to the safe base in District 11 with Bailang in mind.

District 11 will enter the most dangerous red state for the last 8 hours of the day. Ghosts wander by at any time, and those low-level evil spirits may also come. It is not suitable to drag the lucky passers-by randomly selected on the scene into dangerous games. Keep hanging around.

I haven't seen her for half a day, and Xiao Fufu is still obedient, eating snacks without crying or fussing, and cooking soap operas all afternoon with a tablet in her hand, with an extremely easy-to-satisfy smile on her face. Although she lost her 'spiritual blessing' and turned back into the little fool she used to be, she miraculously retained her hobby of watching soap operas.

When that immature little face is looking at Bailang, he can always find a trace of uncoordinated maternal love and care from admiration, admiration, intimacy and joy, which makes him extremely painful.

I treat you like my own daughter, but you want to be my mother! Or, everyone take a step back?

Fortunately, Sha Fufu didn't realize this, it was just a subconscious mother's love, and there was still room for redemption.

After a hasty dinner, Bailang contacted Fuguiwan and arranged for someone to take him to the fifth basement floor, where he pretended to participate in the 'spirit-making ceremony'.

Counting from 10 o'clock after he left in the morning, hundreds of tool people gathered here. These people are all civilians in District 11 and have no direct worship objects. After a simple and meaningless ceremony, the 'identity card' was bound to the 'offering', and the belief verification process was hastily completed.

Next, there was a 24-hour "spirit creation" ceremony, the content of which was not boring.

Bailang stood in the corner and watched coldly. Under the arrangement of Fuguiwan, this group of tool workers had unified the grass, and their mental state was chaotic and crazy. A lot of drinks and food were provided at the scene, the music was harsh, the lasers flashed, and a group of demons danced wildly.

From the more formal "worship ceremony" at noon, it has transformed into the current fanatical party session. And the offering pocky placed on the shrine, in this limited space, constantly absorbs the spiritual energy released by the believers, what is slowly gestating?

Bailang leaned against the wall, with a cigarette in his mouth, blocking Ba Po's tireless warning of danger, squinting his eyes to watch the tool man singing and dancing, and suddenly asked: "The so-called beliefs and offerings don't actually require real devout beliefs, do they?" ?”

Nick nodded: "Faith is just a statement, but a business in essence. Believers choose a good home and sell their soul ownership. Pious belief is of course useful, but it is not necessary for the 'spirit'. It's best to believe in me, and it doesn't matter if you don't believe in it. What the spirit values ​​is the contract between the identity card and the offering. With this connection, you can directly extract suffering, negative emotions, desires, and madness from believers with the greatest efficiency... That's their food."

"Have you seen these medicines? In the process of creating spirits, a large amount of medicines are used to make these tool people more chaotic and fanatical, and further increase the amount of such spiritual nutrients. When believers activate some spiritual-related superpowers, Taking medicine can also increase the effect. Your spiritual 'mask' can also enhance superpowers through similar means."

A blue bottle with magic power? Bailang understood: "Oh, I probably understand."

After observing for another half an hour, the offerings on the shrine were still in a state of metamorphosis, and Bailang had lost interest, shaking his head and leaving.

Now, he has figured out the necessary steps for 'creating spirits': first, there must be offerings, then find a safe place, gather at least a hundred tool people, and the rest is to have a party. It can be a big SM scene to create pain and joy, or it can be a Spring Festival Gala, using boredom to torture the spirit and create pain.

Regardless of the means, the purpose is to squeeze out all kinds of violent mental fluctuations, feed them all with offerings, and give birth to 'spirits'.

The "legendary story" of the offering itself and the "concept and field" woven in advance determine its potential. And the nutrients provided by these tool people determine the developmental state of the 'spirit'.

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At 11:30 in the evening, Bailang, who was in a daze while warming the bed with the silly Fufu in his arms, played with the 'gyroscope' in his hands for a while, and then put it away again, giving up the original plan of 'doves occupying the magpie's nest'.

He originally planned to use the resources and background of "Tanaka Fugui" to stimulate the spirit in the "gyroscope". Now after learning about the inside story, I found that a series of sacrificial links of Pocky, including its name, function, and development direction, have been designed in advance by a professional team.

And things like 'snacks' have nothing to do with 'gyroscopes', even if the two 'offerings' are swapped through the Fugui Pill, the final 'spirit' created is absolutely rubbish. Even if you pass the first test, you won't be able to complete the second round.

Therefore, Bailang decided that Fuguiwan would grasp the extra 'spirit' of Pocky as a hole card, and he would try to use other channels to spawn the 'gyroscope' to complete the task of the paradise.

With the sample template, it is not difficult to manufacture a 'gyroscope' at the lowest level within ten days. The difficulty lies in how to survive the 'dangerous period' afterwards?

And what he was thinking at the moment was how to use this mission opportunity to use his power for personal gain and customize a personal 'evil spirit' for himself?

Bailang also has selfish intentions. His 'Evil Energy Totem' fits well with the painting style of this world. It is also the only 'belief-like equipment' that the eight-woman bloodline does not reject since his debut, and [The Master of Secret Treasures] has produced a 'treasure totem'. With 'places.

If you don't mess with him, it's really uncomfortable.

The 'gyroscope' is just a task issued by the paradise. Even if you raise an excellent 'spirit', it has nothing to do with you in the end. Totems are different.

Bai Lang made up his mind that he will spend 60% of his energy and resources on cultivating totems for this mission, the remaining 30% will be used for the main task, and finally he will use 10% of his energy to pay attention to the growth process of pocky, to explore the road and avoid minecraft. Risks during development. Abandon it when necessary and turn it into a ration for the growth of the 'Evil Energy Totem'.

Perfect!

...

At dawn the next day, the party on the fifth floor was still not over. The poor tool people were forcibly injected with a large amount of stimulants, but they were still excited, their eyes were bloodshot, and there was not much reason left. They entered the stage of tearing each other apart.

Under the guidance of the strong evil thoughts emanating from 'pocky', they began to attack and fight each other, punching, kicking, scratching, and chaos, many of them had died.

A group of professional medical staff continued to stop serious injuries, dragged some slightly injured people out, and put them back after simple bandaging.

Regardless of the attack and battle that erupted with evil thoughts, or the pain and frustration after the end, these tools that have been hollowed out can continue to be squeezed. The more they think about it, the more they get angry, the more they think about it, the more they suffer, and they are full of aggrieved revenge, unable to calm down and think.

There are less than an hour left before the ceremony ends. Fuguiwan, who was a little tired, tried every means to keep this group of tool people in peak condition.

"Continue to inform and give them another injection. Be sure to welcome the birth of the spirit with the most perfect mental outlook. Also, you must distribute these knives to every believer within the last 10 minutes."

Fuguimaru pointed to the hundreds of western-style chef's knives beside him.

"Understood." The staff nodded in response.

Bailang also came to the scene at this time. He was eating breakfast, smiling and watching Sha Erfu running to help the doctors and nurses. After bandaging the patient with the professional technique and speed that made the other party ashamed, he looked at the other party with a look of ignorance and expectation, smashing his job crazily, and begging for praise pitifully.

"The school bullying murder that caused a sensation in Osaka City, the murderer used a kitchen knife, right?" Bai Lang asked suddenly, looking at hundreds of kitchen knives that were shining with cold light.

Fuguimaru nodded: "Yes, a girl could not bear the bullying and humiliation, and finally broke out in silence, stabbing 12 classmates with a kitchen knife in the locker room, and finally died with the physical education teacher who heard the news."

"Tsk, staunch!"

Bailang sighed in admiration, and looked at Pocky, who had become more and more malicious and had undergone substantial changes. A 'spirit' has been conceived and is about to be born.

In the last 10 minutes, all the tool workers on the scene had already lost their minds. Their eyes were red, their bodies were covered with wounds, they were dressed roughly, holding a kitchen knife in their hands, looking fiercely at the people around them, looking for prey, and could no longer control themselves. Containing himself, he rushed towards the unsightly guy, waved and stabbed.

Sharf's eyes widened, her left hand was bandaged and her right hand alcoholic, and she looked at the crowd with concern. The terminal cancer of the Virgin Mary broke out, and she couldn't wait to rush to bandage it for treatment and bring love to the patient.

A white man with a torn shirt and several wounds on his face suddenly let out a low growl, swung a knife and rushed towards Bailang who was watching the show, and then more people turned their heads at the same time, looked at him in unison, and followed.

Lang glanced at the direction of the niche, and already sensed the evil intentions of this new creature. From the last half hour, he was in a state of creeps all the time, feeling targeted.

boom!

The white man's chest was sunken, he flew upside down in a C shape, and was kicked back into the crowd at a speed ten times higher. Like a grand slam bowling ball, it knocked over a group of people, and then kicked two poor and weak mortals flying away. The 'evil spirit' wandering around the room gave up the unnecessary attack.

And more people with blood-red eyes rushed towards the three fallen guys.

Hearing the screams gradually disappear, Bailang frowned and asked, "Hey, don't you need to stop him?" His medical soul was already hungry and thirsty.

Nick shook his head: "Sacrifice."

When the time came to 10 o'clock, everyone at the scene was injured and lay down, and each person was stabbed at least once. However, under the premise of losing his mind, not understanding vital attacks, and being supported by a large number of medical staff, Sharf is not in danger of life.

The blood all over the place flowed towards the altar, climbed up the shrine, and flowed into the box of snacks. The strong evil thoughts finally broke out.

After the ceremony lasted for 24 hours, with 5 deaths, 16 serious injuries, and 279 injuries as gifts, another Eden's "Wandering Spirit" was born.

Bailang looked up, she was a high school girl in jk school uniform, with long straight black hairstyle, bangs covering her eyes, blood all over her face, smiling nervously, with a kitchen knife in one hand and a pocky in the other.

Blood red eyes full of malice, through the curtain of bangs, looked at Bai Lang. Then there was a sharp pain in his head, [Thorn] was passively triggered, and then he fell into a dizzy state and suffered a strong mental shock.

When he came back to his senses, the girl on the altar had disappeared, leaving only a box of snack offerings with surging evil power. The atmosphere at the scene was extremely depressing, and Bailang didn't want to stay.

He looked at the attribute board, and the information of [Spirit 95% (-5); Soul 99.5% (-0.5)] appeared.

With just one glance, he was caught. This is the result of specially strengthening the 'spiritual defense', this feeling is too bad. The moment he looked at the other party, Lang felt extremely contradictory, as if he could blow the other party up with a single punch, but the other party could also stab him to death with a single knife.

In this state of mutual fear, that JK gave himself a hard look, and then his brain exploded.

Bailang rubbed his temples, and asked in pain, "Did you see anything just now?"

"No." Fuguiwan shook his head, completely unclear about what happened? Boss, you just wowed and knelt down.

Nick replied: "Spirits are invisible. If you want to see them, you must go to the monastery for a 'spiritual vision operation'. The price is 2 blessings. Without spiritual vision, you will encounter many dangers in Eden."

"Did you see it just now?" Bailang asked again.

"I saw her smile at you."

Bailang: "..."

"Do not move!"

At this time, Silly Fufu had rushed forward enthusiastically. She abandoned the lovely patient who was suffering everywhere, and put the even cuter Bailang in her arms. She massaged her temples professionally, and added a set of eye exercises by the way.

I traveled by car with my family on the National Day, and the signal in remote areas was so weak that I didn’t have time to update it. I was tired all the way, couldn’t eat well, couldn’t sleep well, and was disconnected for four days.

I just got home today, and I will double the compensation and repay the debt... Also, there are three spoiled lords born, what should I say about Jiageng? In the future, we will pay more and more debts all the way.