Absolute protagonist

"If the world is really flawed in the way of heaven, and the yin and yang are out of order..."

Ever since that thought came up, Chu Si's mind has been working non-stop.

"...Isn't that the best time to earn energy?"

System 666 once mentioned the glory of faith, the luck of merit, the power of time and space, and even the origin of the world...If he can really build reincarnation, mend the way of heaven, and determine the order of yin and yang, I'm afraid he will have everything.

Chu Si reached out and grasped the black door hanging in front of him, and a touch of coldness began to spread from the palm of his hand.

Feeling the huge ghost energy sealed in it, and the faint howling of thousands of ghosts, he quickly opened up new ideas, and special inspirations emerged continuously.

He asked thoughtfully, "If you want to spread something as quickly as possible, it's best to make everyone believe it at the first time... How can you do it better?"

"Make everyone believe it at the first time?" Although he didn't know why the boss suddenly changed the topic, Jin Tian, ​​who had been exorcised of all the ghosts, was very happy at this time. He said without hesitation, "Of course it's live broadcast."

"Live broadcast?" Chu Si raised his eyebrows slightly, then laughed, "I almost forgot..."

...But, in order to verify whether his idea is feasible. First, he has to find some ghosts to test it.

In the dim room, the boy narrowed his eyes slightly, and a ray of cold light flashed in his eyes.

The night was deep and everything was silent.

In the suburbs of the city, in a remote wasteland. Various trees grew wildly in a ferocious posture, casting all kinds of weird shadows under the moonlight.

In the encirclement of a large area of ​​trees, the sudden blankness was too eye-catching. Large sections of collapsed ruins formed a ruin, lying silently on the wasteland. There were charred walls and collapsed pillars everywhere. The wall with the five characters of Ping An Orphanage written on it fell into the ruins. The entire old site of the orphanage exuded a terrifying resentment and ghostly aura.

No sound of birds and beasts could be heard within a radius of ten miles. The building in front of me seemed to be entrenched in a huge shadow. Thousands of hideous and terrifying ghosts stretched out from the shadow, trying to drag it into hell.

The silent moonlight shone down faintly, and the visitor finally couldn't help but shudder, muttering in a low voice: "It is worthy of being the first of the top ten supernatural legends in City A. This atmosphere is really terrifying..."

2333 This atmosphere scared the anchor away?

This is the atmosphere that supernatural adventures should have. The anchor is coming!

Come on, Dabai! Bomb a mine to encourage.

Is today's live broadcast about staying in this orphanage for a night? It looks really scary. Does anyone know where this place is? Can you popularize it?

I know this, the newspaper from that year is still there. Ten years ago, Ping An Orphanage...

The person walking on the path staggered and glanced at the bullet screen in the live broadcast room fixed in front, especially the rewards dropped in the bullet screen. The body that was originally a little cold gradually regained warmth under the attack of these cute little money.

Looking at the collapsed gate in the night, he gritted his teeth and rushed in: "Isn't it just staying in the orphanage for one night? I'm fighting for my friends in the live broadcast room! Dabai, I have a big heart..."

While pushing aside the weeds and walking inside, he was still interacting with the audience.

"Even if I really encounter a ghost, Dabai, I dare to go up and fight it head-on..."

Stepping over the messy bricks and stones on the ground, the scene in front of him made him gasp, and the words he just said were all stuck in his throat.

In the charred buildings, dense ghosts were gathering, filling the sight at a glance.

With the arrival of a living person, the ghosts who originally didn't know what to do together, all turned their heads in unison - their bodies did not move, their necks twisted 180 degrees, and their cold eyes stared straight at the person who broke in.

The coveted eyes were like a group of starving ghosts who suddenly saw a feast delivered to their door.

The young man who was still interacting with the audience in the live broadcast room froze at the door, his teeth chattering, and dense cold sweat broke out on his face and body.

The entire live broadcast room that saw this scene directly was also quiet for a while.

666! Where did Dabai find the actors and special effects? Too realistic! It scared me out of the blue!

I have to give a reward for this special effect, it's awesome!

Are some people stupid? These are not actors at all...qaq Take a closer look, these people have no shadows at all! ! !

... So, Dabai really encountered a ghost?

23333 I like it! Come on! Don't be scared, host! Didn't we say we would face off against the ghosts? !

A group of people were watching the fun and brushing bullet comments in the live broadcast room, and some even went to forums and other places to attract more viewers.

He saw that the number of people in his live broadcast room had increased by thousands in just a few minutes, and the data was still soaring. The scene that would normally make him excited made him want to cry but had no tears.

"Hehe, hehe..."

Looking at the ghosts in the yard staring at him, he raised his hand stiffly, waved it like a lucky cat, and barely pulled up the corners of his mouth.

"Good evening, everyone~"

He was answered by silence.

Some kind of invisible and strange aura gradually formed around them, and the ghosts' eyes showed naked greed. They hesitated for a while.

These ghosts were all employees and children in the orphanage before they died. They were essentially bullies. In the past, they had been absorbing the popularity of Fang Hao and treated him as a long-term captive prey. They never took the initiative to attack other people and caused any deaths. So even if a heavenly master knew that there were ghosts in Ping'an Orphanage, he was unwilling to spend too much to deal with them. Therefore, these evil ghosts can survive.

But two days ago, they were suddenly forced back by Chu Si, and even felt a huge crisis of death from the latter. They no longer dared to find the other party to absorb popularity, and could only stay in Ping'an Orphanage, getting weaker day by day.

And now, a living prey has been delivered to the door, and the fresh popularity is like the fragrance of a plate of roasted chicken, drilling straight into their hearts.

A group of evil ghosts hovering on the edge of dissipation suddenly lost their minds.

The next second, countless ghosts rushed towards the living people who suddenly appeared, as if they were going to eat them in the blink of an eye. A strange and harsh wind sounded all around.

Wow, anchor, be careful!!!

Countless hideous ghosts rushed over, and the terrifying shadows covered the screen. A group of viewers who watched the excitement finally realized it and became afraid and worried.

The entire barrage was swallowed by the dark ghosts.

The next second, the ghosts suddenly dissipated.

Indescribable weird screams rang in everyone's ears, like nails rubbing against glass, and the screams of a tortured wild cat on the verge of death. It was a sound that made everyone feel cold from the bottom of their hearts.

Dabai, are you still alive? If you are alive, squeak!

Dabai, you died miserably, we will remember to crowdfund to buy you a grave!

"I, I'm fine..." The familiar voice of the anchor sounded again in the live broadcast room. A hand turned the camera with a rapid gasp, "Friends, this time Dabai really met a big boss..."

The switched camera reflected the eerie orphanage under the dim sky. In the ruins covered with weeds, a figure appeared in front of everyone.

He seemed to come on the moonlight, and his whole body was blurred by mist and light. A kind of cold, dead, deep and terrifying aura emanated from the boy.

The deep vortex slowly condensed in front of him, and one ghost after another was like iron powder attracted by a magnet, being directly sucked over by the powerful suction of the vortex, without any resistance.

Feeling the energy in the pendant becoming more and more full, the young man, whose face was blurred by the light, gently opened his lips: "The door of the underworld, open."

As his voice fell, a phantom door appeared in the air in the depths of the deep vortex. The dark door was covered with blood, and the heads of evil ghosts roared hideously.

The door was slowly pushed open, revealing the deep hole.

Huh...

A gust of wind suddenly appeared, and all the ghosts were involuntarily pulled into it, emitting a series of shrill and miserable screams, almost crushing the souls of ordinary people.

The door closed mercilessly, isolating all the shrill wails.

Wow wow wow wow is a real boss! What happened tonight? It's so exciting!

Dabai, go up and hook up! Don't be scared!

A group of viewers almost exploded in the live broadcast room. Dabai, who was still in a stunned posture, finally slowly closed his mouth. He hurried forward: "Big brother..."

The boy standing in place suddenly stretched out a finger in front of his lips and made a gesture to silence him.

Chu Si slowly looked at the strange young man in front of him. In fact, he and the other party arrived at almost the same time. When he just came in, he found that this person seemed to be doing some kind of supernatural live broadcast.

Thinking of Jin Tian’s suggestion about live broadcast, Chu Si, who originally just wanted to talk to the 397 ghosts, immediately changed his mind.

He found a way to make these evil ghosts appear under the camera of the live broadcast room, so that all the audience could see the ghosts, and the materialistic worldview was shattered. Then he appeared and swallowed these evil ghosts.

"666..." Chu Si called out in his mind, slowly lowered his eyes, and curled his lips, "It's time for you to show your talents. This time, let's make a big news."

At the distant live broadcast platform headquarters, the person in charge of the platform who received a call from the official department of Qiming Empire was sweating all over his face: "Yes, yes, we will close the live broadcast room now to prevent this matter from spreading on the Internet."

"No, Mr. Lin." The technical guy ran over in a panic, "This live broadcast room can't be closed. The data in the live broadcast room seems to be out of our control. It has directly become an independent live broadcast platform!"

The person in charge of the platform who was still answering the phone was even more anxious. After repeating it to the other end of the phone, he shouted in surprise: "Ah? Shut down the entire server? This, this loss... OK, we will shut down the server now."

However, even if the server was shut down, the original live broadcast room jumped directly to other platforms on the Internet and continued to broadcast live, like a ghost on the Internet, wandering freely in the data world. This is completely beyond the explanation of existing technology.

Everyone watched the scene in the live broadcast room.

The Netherworld Gate, which absorbed the energy of 397 evil spirits in one breath, emitted layers of black light. Chu Si was not stingy at all and poured the energy obtained from the previous worlds into the Netherworld Gate.

In the surging black light, a vague and illusory scene suddenly appeared in front of everyone. They seemed to see the Netherworld and the wailing of thousands of ghosts.

——There is no so-called underworld in this world. But for nearly a thousand years, human society has always had various legends about hell. In other words, the so-called underworld has a certain basis of belief in human society. Therefore, Chu Si only slightly transformed a false scene and successfully deceived countless viewers in front of the live broadcast room.

I'm going! What did I see? Is this the legendary hell?

I didn’t expect that all the myths and legends were true, and my materialistic outlook was shattered to pieces.

[Qaq host, let’s save some money...] Looking at this prodigal host of his, System 666 felt a heartache.

But I heard my host reassure me: "Take a long-term view. This is just like doing business. At least you have to invest in yourself first to achieve some early results, so that real investors can see the potential of this project."

Without making such a big noise, how could he make people in this world convinced of the underworld and gather the power of faith for the illusory underworld?

Feeling the power of countless beliefs surging through the live broadcast room, although most of them were shallow and muddy, Chu Si didn't care. The pendant in front of the moon flashed and swallowed it completely.

The illusory underworld scene became a little more solid.

——Only in this way can the Heavenly Dao of this world realize that it is indeed possible to realize his plan.

Chu Si continued to explain in his mind: "...If you don't prove yourself first, how can you let Heaven make a bet?"

Behind the illusory gate, the cries and howls of thousands of ghosts became even more harsh, and everyone in front of the live broadcast room could not help but feel their hair stand on end and their expressions tense.

The young man's unhurried voice sounded in the background of the howling ghosts. The voice was cold, but it revealed an incomparable sacredness. His figure was shrouded in hazy light, like a sacrifice from ancient times.

"There is a lack of heavenly law in this world, and reincarnation does not exist. I want to break away from the underworld and reset the order of yin and yang. The sky is aware of this and should help me."

call……

There was a strong wind between the sky and the earth without warning. Maybe ordinary people just felt a slight chill, but Chu Si could feel that there seemed to be some invisible force coming from somewhere.

The arc of the young man's lips deepened, and a little smile gathered in his eyes.

...success! From now on, in this world, he will be favored by heaven, blessed with luck, and will be unfavorable.

Of course, if one deceives Heaven and fails to realize everything promised, he will be cursed incomparably.

While there was a wave of crazy discussions on the Internet, and many people were deceived into confusion, the culprit returned home without any care and fell asleep.

At this time, he had nothing but a Netherworld Gate that could transform the power of faith. Everything we have done so far is a waste of time.

However, only by making everyone in this world convinced of the existence of the underworld and gathering the power of faith.

Only by using the Nether Gate's ability to transform the power of faith can Chu Si refine falsehood into reality and transform the illusory underworld into a real and true existence.

The author has something to say: I'm ten minutes late. Because this chapter is a bit long~

The Gate of the Netherworld is a converter of the power of faith.

Ghost energy is what drives it.

And it can transform the illusory power of faith into real power.

Therefore, the protagonist wants to use this ability to turn falsehood into reality, and turn him into a virtual underworld to deceive human beings into a real existence. The next step is how to fool all mankind into collecting the power of belief about the underworld. At the same time, the ghosts driving the Netherworld Gate are also indispensable.

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or gave me the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angels who threw [landmines]: Chuya Chui, Jun Muchen, Dazhu Miaomiao, and Xuan Ni;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates [nutrient solution]:

20 bottles of Sleep God, a big mountain lemon; 10 bottles of Wu; 5 bottles of Shui Wanyue, Dazhu Miao Miao, Xiaoxiaocai, Xuzhuchen wine; 4 bottles of Tianxiao Yuemian; Miao Miao Miao, Yue Yi, Xuan If you don’t save Fei, you won’t change your life.

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!