God Bestows Evil

Chapter 1 Cave Heaven and Paradise

 The wind howled.

 It rained heavily.

Dense sloping water droplets slapped against the glass, and the splashes blurred the figure of the person inside the window.

This is a man wearing a dark gray coat. He has a thin build, slightly curly hair, regular features but a haggard face. He has thick dark circles under his eyes, and his eyes are full of red bloodshot eyes.

 He looked at the electronic clock in front of him seriously and counted down along with the numbers on it.

  “58,57…”

 This may be the countdown to his life.

The man's name is Wu Xian, a third-rate private detective. This is his detective agency. He often does odd jobs such as investigating affairs, catching mistresses, taking photos of celebrities, and buying train tickets on his behalf.

However, these chores are just to supplement the family income. The case he has been actually investigating is a case commissioned by a mysterious employer.

 This case is called the ‘Fudi Case’.

 The Fudi case is a large-scale disappearance case with unknown reasons, covering the whole world, a huge number of missing people, and random identities of the missing persons.

 According to the data investigated by Wu Xian and his detective partners, the number of people who disappear every year due to the Fudi case is terrifyingly large.

But what is incomprehensible is that even with such a huge number of deaths, the world's population structure is still healthy, social order remains stable, and there is even little public opinion calling for investigation.

As far as Wu Xian knew, the only ones who were willing to launch an investigation into this matter were a small group of hired detectives.

As the investigation deepened, Wu Xian's teammates disappeared one after another, and the remaining few people withdrew from the investigation in fear, as if they had seen a ghost.

 The only one who persisted until the end was Wu Xian.

 But today.

 Wu Xian will also be ‘disappeared’.

 At noon yesterday, he received a text message.

 The sender is ‘Fuyuan Chenghuang’, and the content of the text message is: ‘You will enter the blessed land at twelve o’clock in the evening on February 26, please prepare in advance. ’

Wu Xian’s fellow detectives have also received similar text messages. Most of them have disappeared, and the rest have withdrawn from the investigation.

  “27,26…”

 The time is getting closer.

Wu Xian's eyes were filled with a little fear, but more of excitement and expectation.

Unlike other detectives, Wu Xian investigated this case not for money, missing relatives, or any great ideas. He simply had an uncontrollable curiosity and persistence about the Fudi case.

For this purpose, he wasted three years, invested almost everything he had, exhausted his body, racked his brains, and exhausted all his energy.

 Now you can finally see the answer with your own eyes.

This small detective agency is equipped with twenty-eight cameras and hundreds of traps. He even holds a switch in his hand. As long as he presses it, the pre-arranged bomb will blow up the detective agency.

With such an arrangement, he was confident that no one could take him away quietly.

“Let me see your modus operandi, hypnosis, drugs, modified people, special technology, no matter how outrageous, they are aliens.”

 3, 2, 1, the countdown is over.

 Click!

 All the lights went out at the same time, and the monitor turned into snowflakes. The last image Wu Xian saw was a pair of black hands reaching out from the darkness and covering his eyes.

 “屮(cao four tones)…this is more outrageous than I thought.”

The cold invaded Wu Xian's body, making him unable to even press the switch, which made him regret it.

“I’m too careless, I should get some exorcism charms and put them on…”

                                                                  Ka.

The lights came on, the room was empty, and the remote control fell under the chair.

 …

The cold hand was released, Wu Xian opened his eyes and looked around.

 He is no longer at the detective agency.

This is an endless dark wilderness, surrounded by three statues of gods. The red candle in front of the statues illuminates the middle, and nothing can be seen in the rest of the place.

Wu Xian had two more things in his hand.

 In the left hand is a burning incense stick, and in the right hand is a booklet with the words "the ultimatum for the loved ones" written on it.

 The first page of the ultimatum reads: "My beloved Wu Xian, you have arrived at the blessed land. Please choose a **** to worship. The blessing of the gods is the key to survival in the blessed land." ’ ˆ ˆ There are six pages after the ultimatum.

They are talismans, magical powers, magic weapons, blessings, curses, and miscellaneous items. He looked through them one by one. Only the blessing and miscellaneous items pages had specific content.

There is a line of green text written on the blessing page.

 Blessing from an unknown god: [One becomes three] - Two more options are added to the **** worship reward.

 The miscellaneous page has two lines.

 The ultimatum for family members: the identity certificate of the family members of the blessed land. With this certificate, you can enter the blessed land.

 Incense to worship gods: An ordinary incense stick that can be used to worship gods.

Wu Xian carefully read every word on the document and felt it was a bit ridiculous. He had been investigating the case for three years, but the truth turned out to be a supernatural incident?

 But at the same time, he was a little happy inside.

This space makes him feel very comfortable and comfortable, like a wanderer who has worked hard for many years and finally returned to the hometown where he raised himself, and can finally let go of his burdens.

Suddenly Wu Xian noticed that the darkness behind the statue was about to move. A pair of scarlet eyes gradually approached, and the burning speed of the incense in his hand suddenly accelerated.

 What will happen after the incense stick is burned out?

Wu Xian immediately looked at the three statues.

A statue is covered in yellow clothes, with a crown on its head. There is only a blur of light and shadow on the hands, feet and head. The yellow robe is densely painted with official script characters.

 One has black hair on its body and protruding bone spurs, looking like a wild beast. The black horns on its head grow into the shape of a crown.

 A statue is made up of dozens of blue bubbles, with a crown-like halo floating above it, and each bubble is wrapped in a mysterious magic weapon.

In front of each statue, there is a table with two red candles and an incense burner placed on the table.

These three statues of gods must have their own meaning, but the incense sticks became shorter and shorter as they burned, and Wu Xian could not think for a long time, so he inserted the incense sticks in front of the statues in yellow into the incense burner in front of the statues in yellow.

 There is no special reason for choosing this statue, just because it is more human-like.

The moment the incense was inserted, the other two statues of gods disappeared, and the restlessness in the darkness stopped. The smoke produced by burning the incense formed three smoke talismans on the table.

"Three...is this the blessing effect of [turning one into three]? There should only be one?"

Wu Xian put his hand on the smoke talisman, and a piece of information entered his mind.

  True Fire Spell: Releases a burst of true fire, the number of times it can be used [3/3]

Dirt character: Bless an item and add a small amount of "dirt" to it. It will stop when it is exhausted. It can contaminate magic weapons and break magic.

 Double-shot method: When using the next talisman that is not a double-shot method, the number of times it takes effect is doubled, and the number of times it can be used is [2/2].

Wu Xian didn’t know where these talismans were used or how effective they were, but he knew that he had to make a choice before the incense was burned out.

“The double-shot method needs to be used in conjunction with other talismans. The dirty characters sound a bit dirty... so choose the true fire spell!”

Wu Xian put his hand into the smoke of the True Fire Spell and fished out a yellow talisman. The other two smoke talismans disappeared into thin air.

 After making the selection, the last statue of the **** disappeared without a trace.

Wu Xian picked up the talisman with his fingers and thought about how to use it.

But before he could figure it out, a pair of black palms stretched out from behind him and locked his eyes tightly, and the cold hit him again.

 Vaguely, Wu Xian heard a faint prayer.

 Praise to the Mother of Deception, offer my flesh and bones, cover your eyes to protect your life, clap your hands to worship the Lord...

　　　La la la, I’ve opened a new book. I hope you all like it.

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I beg you to read it. If you can read this book, please try to read it every day. This is really important to this book.

It’s not easy to write a new book, and it’s even harder to write a new suspense book. Please try to keep as few books as possible, woo woo woo.

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   Then there is the death toll that many readers are confused about.

Many people think that doubling the number of deaths every year is a huge number.

But in fact, this is a setting that most unlimited novels should have, but most of them deliberately avoid it.

You can do the math for yourself. Assuming that only two people participate in each dungeon, and only one person dies each time, then how many people need to die if you want to complete a dungeon with two senior people who have experienced it once, and the second experience, What about three experiences... or even ten experiences?

The answer is exponential growth.

I think the solution can be given later in this book.

 (End of this chapter)