Bizarre Detective Agency

  Lu Li stepped onto the street. Seeing all kinds of weird things walking through the street, it suddenly seems like a circus in a monster leather jacket is parading. Compared with the old sewer, the weirdness here is less chaotic and more orderly.

  For example, the old sewers would never have such a facility as a "gallery"—even human towns in the old days were rare.

  The gallery attracts Lu Li like a trap. He did not refuse the desire to visit this eerie gallery.

   No tickets, very few guests. There are so many twisted works of art that human beings will go crazy just by looking at them. Only Lu Li remained unmoved and stopped in front of the only leather painting that could be "appreciated" with the content of "Blooming Flesh Rose".

   "I call it "Filin's Howl". This beautiful painting is formed naturally, and every petal can hear its dying cry."

  A sharp commentary sounded next to it, and Lu Li looked away from the leather painting.

  Blood and twisted, treacherous and grotesque, this is the beauty pursued by weirdness.

   "Valented guest, welcome to visit..."

  The ugly, weird figure only as tall as a cane, wearing an unknown leather-stitched coat, greeted Lu Li.

"You know me?"

   "The eye of art sees everything..."

  Lu Li briefly felt the gaze of an indescribable existence. Another Ability God at the level of the ancients?

   "How do these artworks compare to human artworks..." it asked.

   "Different styles."

  These "artworks" are attached with distorted power, rather than simple scrolls.

   "Would guests be interested in keeping one? While there's no way to compare these artworks, the Exorcist will give it a place."

  Facing the strange irony, Lu Li asked him to bring a blank scroll. A touch of humanity is released under the triumphant mood of the curator "successful trick".

  Climbing up the window like crystal frost, full of vitality, depicting natural lines like reliefs and inscriptions on the blank scroll.

"what is this…"

  The curator looked at the painting wistfully.

   "Its name? I call it Hope."

  From this day on, a unique painting appeared in the gallery of Dark Star City.

   Rejecting the oil painting presented by the "curator", Lu Li left behind a merchant's eyeball. As for what the gallery will do with the Land of Light, it's none of his business.

  Lu Li left the gallery and wandered the streets.

   Just as the darkness is always there, the once-human towns cannot avoid dirty things from happening, and neither can the weird towns.

   Maybe it's the forces imprisoning "Dark Star City's Last Bloodline", or maybe it's just coveting Lu Li's humanity. Something that looked like a collection of bones, flesh, and slime, as if the wreckage fell into a meat grinder, struck Lu Li.

  Lu Li failed to destroy it—because the steam was in Dark Star City, and he fell from the sky to kill the wreckage and destroy half a block, which also attracted the city's defense forces.

   Like a spider web of frost spreading from the direction of the royal city.

   "I heard about the swamp, do you need help?"

   "Hold it, and the Land of Light will contact you."

  Lu Li gave an eyeball to let the steam outline leave here.

  He needs to win over Dark Star City, it is best not to be discovered by them that he is with the murderer who destroyed the city.

   "I'm leaving, you go to a place for me." The steam profile said bluntly.

"What should I do?"

   "Do nothing, just look."

  After Lu Li wrote down the address, the steam profile melted the rock formation under his feet and merged into the magma.

  The guard pulling the thread then descends. They wondered why Lu Li was here, and Lu Li only told them that he was attacked and rescued by an unknown existence.

   The chaotic and lawful Dark Star City still decided to arrest the steam profile, but did not cover up the forces that attacked Lu Li, and began to search for their traces and protect Lu Li.

  Lu Li remained curious about Dark Star City and wandered around, and came to the address given by the steam profile.

  The dilapidated streets of a slum are filled with filth. If Lu Li was still a human being, he would encounter the phantom of Sanity when he stepped into this place.

  Following Lu Li's spider guards, the monsters living here retreated, and they could actually see the fear and numbness of the poor from these monsters.

  The address of the steam profile pointed to a shed. Lu Li's spider guards stayed outside, and when they entered the shed, they saw a lingering monster that was seriously festering.

"Who are you?"

  Weird, or aliens spit out human language.

  Lu Li lifted his hood, revealing a human face, but the stranger unexpectedly recognized him: "Exorcism...human?"

"it's me."

  What kind of complicated gaze was that, a gaze mixed with complex emotions of longing, envy and disgust.

   "I don't like you, it's always been..."

  The dying alien fell into unconscious raving, telling intermittently:

   "Dazzling, unreal..."

  Lu Li checked his status. The flesh and blood under the festered skin was squirming, following Lu Li's, or rather, his human aura surging.

   “…but I don’t blame you.”

   "You are not obliged to save the world, but you still did..."

   "You can still be saved." Lu Li took out the merchant's eyes.

   "No... I'm already rotten... I..." The alien gradually opened his mouth, and maggot-like flesh and blood tissue squirmed in his throat.

"kill me…"

  He regained consciousness at the end, staring at Lu Li with cloudy eyes filled with floating tiny creatures.

"kill me…"

   Facing the stranger's plea, the silent Lu Li stretched out his left hand.

  …

  The deep wounds sprouted buds, covered by the boy who put down the strange corpse, and smiled at his mother: "I brought back the prey, these should be enough for us to eat for half a month...I want to take a rest..."

  He didn't see the panic shown by his mother, and went back to the room and fell on the bed.

  There was a faint conspiracy coming from outside the thin door, Lu Li heard the mother encouraging the timid man to kill the boy.

   "It's too late... If we don't kill him, we will all die..."

   Squeak—

  The door of the room was pushed open, grabbing the reflection of the iron sheet and poking into the room.

  Boys don't know anything about it, or know and don't care.

  When the trembling middle-aged man stabbed the iron sheet into the boy's chest, the boy woke up in severe pain and struggled. But when he was about to get rid of the middle-aged man's control, another figure rushed over, screaming viciously.

  The angry boy fell silent.

   "He's turning into a monster...Kill him, kill him..."

"mom…"

  The boy stopped struggling, and watched sadly as his mother grabbed the man's hand and the iron piece ferociously, and pierced his heart.

   Wriggling granulation healed his wounds, but the boy's soul was dead at this moment.

  …

   Animated flesh and parasitic life die with the boy.

  Lu Li wanted to bury the boy according to human rituals. However, doing so was meaningless in Dark Star City, and his body would be dug up for food soon after he left.