Global game evolution

"Dong dong dong!!"

There was a knock on the door, and Chen Anlin opened the door.

"Frank."

Standing at the door was none other than Martin.

"Martin, did you encounter any danger just now?" Chen Anlin asked.

"No, just to be on the safe side, I took the stairs. I was wondering if the God of Death would start looking for you now that I'm fine."

"There is a possibility. Let's stay here with these two people. It's best if the God of Death doesn't come to me. If he comes, I might as well let the God of Death know how powerful I am."

Looking at Chen Anlin's confident expression, Martin realized that Chen Anlin was not as simple as he seemed.

"Let's eat something first."

Chen Anlin handed over the cake.

Martin nodded, took the cake and ate it.

There was nothing he could do. He hadn't eaten anything since he got up and was already starving.

"Eat slowly, be careful not to choke."

Seeing how Martin was eating, Chen Anlin kindly reminded him.

"You don't know, I haven't eaten anything since this morning, I'm starving."

"What to do with Lina's body?" Chen Anlin asked.

"Hey, I can't help it. Let's do this for now. If we call the police in a few days, if we call the police now, the police will just take me back for interrogation. It's easy to encounter accidents then." Martin said, taking another bite of bread.

This time the bite was a bit too big. His eyes were stuck, and the bread was stuck in his throat...

Plop...

Martin fell to the ground, his whole face turned red because he was choked.

Chen Anlin immediately noticed something was wrong and quickly helped Martin up.

"I was really choked!"

Having no other choice, Chen Anlin picked up a spoon from the side and stabbed Martin in the throat.

"Cough cough cough..."

After doing it for a while, Martin coughed violently.

"Drink some water and moisten your throat."

Chen Anlin was helpless. He really didn't expect to choke on anything he ate.

"It's so dangerous, so dangerous. This is the God of Death. I knew that the God of Death would come for me. Frank, luckily I have you, otherwise I would have choked to death." Martin now regarded Chen Anlin as his savior.

Chen Anlin frowned and said, "What happened just now was probably not the work of the God of Death."

"What, no?" Martin was stunned, a little incredulous.

"good."

Chen Anlin nodded slightly. At the moment when Martin almost choked to death, he didn't feel any Yin Qi.

This shows that the god of death has not come.

"When will Death come?"

Chen Anlin guessed, feeling very strange.

Unable to figure it out, he could only watch TV.

Martin was too frightened to eat bread and just kept drinking water.

The time soon arrived in the afternoon, and the sun began to slowly set.

At about 3 p.m., the temperature inside the house dropped sharply.

"Something's wrong."

Chen Anlin keenly sensed something was going on. He looked at the door and saw something approaching.

He knew that Death must be a ghost.

The reason why he cannot be found is because the ghost itself is invisible.

In addition, the ghost of Death is very powerful and can use the power of laws, which makes it even more uncertain.

Now Chen Anlin is waiting for an opportunity to take down the God of Death in one fell swoop.

The air in the room is getting colder and colder, and Chen Anlin has already condensed a killer, waiting for death.

Martin hadn't noticed this yet.

He sat on the edge of the bed, feeling the cool breeze outside, which was extremely comfortable.

Unfortunately, such beautiful scenery made him feel sad.

Lina’s body is still at home, what should I do?

He stood up, wondering if he should call the police and let them know what had happened to him.

But at this time, the window glass behind him seemed to loosen and hit him.

"careful."

Chen Anlin quickly took action and pulled Martin back.

Then, murderous intent enveloped the glass.

Chen Anlin has already thought about it, no matter what the form of Death is, one thing is certain.

If he wants to use unexpected force, then this force must act on this thing.

At this moment, the glass suddenly moved, and the god of death might be on the glass.

In an instant, Chen Anlin activated his title skill: Chainsaw Door Disciple.

A powerful wave enveloped the room.

With this power, Chen Anlin could clearly feel that there was an extra person in the room.

This man was standing on the window glass, his head lowered, his hair disheveled, silent, and his facial features were covered in a dark mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Ghost, it is indeed a ghost."

Chen Anlin concentrated, the so-called god of death was actually a ghost.

When this ghost becomes powerful enough, it becomes the God of Death.

As the power enveloped him, the God of Death seemed to sense that something was wrong.

Death was struggling, trying to get rid of this power.

Chen Anlin naturally wouldn't let him get his wish.

He increased his power, and Dead Space increased its pressure, covering it.

Finally, at the last moment, space shuts Death in.

At the same time, Chen Anlin also entered the death space.

This is a place that belongs to him, so Chen Anlin knows everything about it.

Chen Anlin stood in a dark room with a row of monitors in front of him. In the screen, the disheveled God of Death lowered his head and could not see his face clearly.

He just stood there, silent.

"Dead Space can only deal with living people. Even if the ghost of death is captured, it will only restrict his movements for a short period of time. If you want to destroy him, you have to use murderous intent."

Next to Chen Anlin, the killer who had condensed his murderous aura walked toward the front room under Chen Anlin's command.

Soon, the killer came behind Death.

As if sensing danger, the God of Death moved.

The power of law emerged from him.

In dead space, accidents can happen everywhere.

The screw cap of the fan above his head fell off, causing the fan to fall and hit the killer.

But the killer also has no entity.

The killer raised his dagger and stabbed Death.

The murderous aura is affecting the God of Death.

The God of Death felt threatened, and there were more surprises.

Unexpected appearances in countless rooms, trying to kill the killer.

But without exception, they all failed.

At this point, it all becomes much simpler.

Under the influence of the killer's murderous intent, the power of the God of Death is being consumed crazily.

In the final analysis, the God of Death is just a ghost with the power of law, and being able to persist until now is a sign of his strength.

Feeling that it was almost done, Chen Anlin walked into the house.

The God of Death wants to kill Chen Anlin by accident.

Unfortunately, this is Chen Anlin's world.

Chen Anlin can't do anything to Chen Anlin's every move.

The next step is easy.

Chen Anlin walked over and saw that the God of Death had been restrained from moving.

Through the disheveled hair, Chen Anlin saw a pale and bloodless Western face.

This is a middle-aged man, and judging from his clothing, he looks very downcast.

The clothes are a worn and wrinkled taupe suit, and he is wearing black leather shoes that are worn and dusty.

Overall, this is a sane ghost.

Weird, yet indifferent, it gave Chen Anlin a sense of sadness.

His weathered face is full of stories.

This ghost must have had a rich story when he was alive.

At this time, Chen Anlin noticed that there was a bulge in the suit pocket, as if there was a black wallet.

Chen Anlin picked up the wallet and opened it to take a look.

There is an ID card of this person inside.

"So your name is Stephen."

Chen Anlin glanced at the ghost in front of him and continued to watch.

This man has been dead for more than 50 years now.

Suddenly, Chen Anlin found a newspaper inside the certificate.

When he opened it, Chen Anlin was surprised by the newspaper headlines.

"Stephen is the unluckiest man in history."

This records Stephen's bizarre life.

Stephen is very unlucky. From childhood to adulthood, various bizarre accidents have accompanied him throughout his life.

He can be injured by sudden stones while walking, and can be knocked down by flowerpots falling from the sky while walking normally.

What's even more unlucky is that he almost choked to death when eating bread; fell into a manhole cover while walking; and was injured by fitness equipment while practicing.

But he couldn't die.

But as the accidents became more and more frequent, he suffered more and more injuries, with numerous fractures and damage on his body.

This seriously affected his life.

Finally, after being hit by a car again for no apparent reason, he fell to the ground in complete despair.

He hated himself for being unlucky and why he kept getting into accidents.

It would be great if those accidents happened to others.

With hatred, he closed his eyes.

When he regained consciousness, he turned into a ghost and walked around lonely.

"It turns out that this is the true face of the God of Death."

Chen Anlin was sighing.

Who would have thought that the God of Death is actually a ghost, a ghost that causes accidents.

Now, the God of Death has been made very weak by the killer.

Chen Anlin didn't even notice that the figure of the God of Death slowly became void. At the same time, a soul gradually emerged within his body.

"Huh? The God of Death has become a parasite in my body?"

Chen Anlin was surprised by this discovery.

But soon.

He immediately knew why.

Death was defeated by him, so he was able to enslave the ghost.

This is how the ghosts enslaved by the spirit slaves are enslaved.

"I have become a soul slave in this world."

Chen Anlin was surprised.

After leaving the dead space and reappearing in the hotel, Martin had fainted, and the dark atmosphere of law in the air had disappeared.

Chen Anlin was overjoyed.

He literally took down the Grim Reaper.

About half an hour later, Martin woke up leisurely.

"What's wrong with me?" Martin looked at Chen Anlin strangely and asked.

"It's okay, the God of Death has been taken care of by me."

Martin's eyes widened, "Really? I just remember that the window glass suddenly fell down, I took a step back, fell, and then fainted..."

"Yes, that ghost appeared at that time and I solved it."

"What, it's a ghost, can you deal with a ghost?"

"Well, that ghost is not very strong. I solved it easily. Now you can call the police."

"Um."

Martin nodded and left here.

Chen Anlin has no control over what happens next. He just needs to wait quietly for the game to end.

To pass the time, he tried to control how Death would act.

With a thought, he activated the power of death.

The power of law disappeared without a trace, slowly pouring out.

This power can act on anything and change the trajectory of things.

This is why all kinds of accidents happen for no reason.

I thought I could spend the next two days peacefully.

But what he didn't expect was that that night, a group of people came to the door.

"Dong dong dong..."

Chen Anlin walked over and opened the door.

As soon as he opened the door, Chen Anlin was stunned for a moment. There were more than a dozen FBI standing outside with guns and live ammunition.

"FBI, I came to you to ask you something specifically. Please cooperate."

The leader was a blond woman, about thirty years old, with very delicate looks, especially the pair of murder weapons, which were impressively wealthy.

As she spoke, the blond woman held up her ID.

"Diana." Chen Anlin read the name on the certificate and nodded slightly: "I haven't committed anything, right? What do you want from me?"

Diane said: "Have a lot of people died around you recently, and all of them died in accidents?"

"good."

"We suspect that this matter is related to some special events. Please cooperate with the investigation."

"So that's it."

Chen Anlin nodded. In the movie, the police had already discovered something was wrong.

For example, survivors of some major disaster accidents will gradually die of accidents in the later period.

The police investigated, but ultimately found nothing as they had no clues.

"Well, I don't know what I want to ask?" Chen Anlin said.

"You know Martin, right?"

"I know."

"He called the police and found a female body in his home. According to him, the female body died accidentally. You should know the specific reason, so I won't go into details. After that, he said that they encountered a ghost named Death. attack, this ghost was solved by you, right?"

"Not bad, is there any problem?"

"Can you deal with ghosts?"

"able."

There is nothing to hide. The greater your ability, the more the other party will value you.

"Come with us, we need to know about these cases."

Chen Anlin shrugged and followed these people out of here.

I have to say, these FBI are really awesome for finding him so quickly.

When we arrived at the investigation bureau, a large number of photos were placed on the table.

In the photos, there are all kinds of people who died in accidents.

"Let me tell you about an air crash. In this incident, there were 8 survivors."

The photos were arranged one by one, and Diane continued: "Unfortunately, all eight survivors died in the end."

"And this world, the roller coaster incident, the racing incident..."

Chen Anlin said: "There are survivors. All these survivors died in the end?"

"Not bad, do you know something?"

"I know as much as Martin. It was ghosts who killed these people."

Diane looked solemn: "Ghost...can you see ghosts?"

"certainly."

"Can we see him?"

"I'm afraid not."

"I know, wait a minute."

Diane realized the importance of Chen Anlin and walked out.

After a while, a tall black man walked in with Diane.

"Hello, Mr. Frank, I am Colonel Lynk."

"Hello, Colonel, I've made it very clear, I can see hell, but I haven't broken any laws."

"I know that I'm looking for you this time, firstly, to assist in the investigation, and secondly, to invite you to join our Paranormal Investigation Bureau."

"Paranormal Investigation Bureau?"

"Yes, this is a secret department. Its purpose is to investigate various supernatural incidents. Mr. Frank, we found out that you have no job here. As long as you agree, we will give you a large sum of money."

Chen Anlin understood that these people wanted to bribe him.

"Then I would like to know, how many supernatural events have you collected so far?"