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The autumn wind was bleak, the setting sun like blood. Mottled leaves covered the road, and the bluestone street was as smooth as jade, a testament to the passage of time.

This was an old neighborhood with a long history. The shops lining the street were filled with all sorts of goods, but the foot traffic was sparse. The faces of the pedestrians showed a hint of anxiety, and their figures hurried along.

"Little Xuan, the sun is setting. Hurry up and finish eating, then go home quickly."

The speaker was the owner of the snack shop, a man in his fifties whom everyone called Old Wang.

And the customer was a young man who appeared to have sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, unhurried and out of place in his surroundings.

"I know, Boss. I'll be done soon."

"Nanshi has been uneasy lately. I heard there was a problem in the Fulin residential area, and two Spirit Masters came to deal with it. But it looks like they didn't solve it, or else they wouldn't have locked it down."

Old Wang sighed with great worry, "When will these ghostly days end? It's been six years already. I heard that many small countries have completely lost contact. Alas, how did things become like this?"

"Okay, go slowly."

… … … …

Little Xuan's name was 'Xuan Ye,' but that was his name from his previous life.

At this moment, his name was a bit grand: Xuan Huang.

What a bold name to take!

Perhaps he couldn't bear the weight of the name, because he died, and Xuan Ye, who had transmigrated, was reborn as a result.

Arriving in this extremely terrible world, Xuan Huang didn't feel too much anxiety or indecision. He quickly accepted the arrangements of fate.

He was quite calm, perhaps because he had read too many transmigration novels in his previous life, and coupled with his mediocre or even terrible previous life, there wasn't much he couldn't accept.

As for the experiences of his previous life, they were always cliché-like similar.

Perhaps unsuccessful lives are all like that. The old man of fate brushes over the life scripts of many people in a hasty manner, or even just makes a copy.

Xuan Huang didn't have any deep grudges. He had a laid-back personality, a bit of a 'lying flat' attitude.

One night while working overtime in a daze, he seemed to have a dream. When he woke up, he had arrived in this apocalyptic world.

Three days had passed since Xuan Huang's transmigration, and he had a general understanding of the situation in this world.

It was very similar to the prototype of the eerie novels he had read in his previous life.

About six or seven years ago, this world experienced spiritual problems that science couldn't explain, and various bizarre and inexplicable events occurred.

At first, people experienced panic and struggled hard, but slowly they discovered…

There was absolutely no way to deal with it.

This was a bit difficult.

The eerie things couldn't be killed as if they met the settings, they could only be sealed.

Researchers speculated that this was a kind of eerie thing similar to rules, which were the rules of the world's operation, so how could they be dealt with?

In addition, space cracks like planes appeared.

They varied in size and shape and couldn't be counted. They would suddenly appear at any time.

Each one was dangerous. A small number of small world spaces also contained human beings. Some were similar to ancient times, and some were like fantasy worlds.

What was the same was that all the discovered small worlds faced the same problem as the present world, which was the invasion of eerie things.

These worlds had martial arts cultivation, immortal cultivation, magic, mental power, and so on.

They all faced the same situation: extraordinary power was out of control.

For example, immortal cultivation used to be about absorbing spiritual energy and slowly transforming, but now the spiritual energy was poisonous, leading to either madness or sudden death, both ending badly.

It was heard that body refining martial arts before extraordinary power had some leeway. The critical point was extraordinary power. Exceeding the threshold would lead to loss of control.

In addition, there were the Spirit Masters Old Wang mentioned, who were eerie controllers.

They drove eerie things to fight against eerie things, but the price was similar to what he had seen in previous life novels: a situation where they could lose control and their lives at any time.

Eerie things weren't simple ghosts and monsters. Not only could they not be killed, but they also started with extraordinary power.

When the mysterious methods were not supported by reality, and immortal and martial arts cultivation couldn't achieve extraordinary power, eerie controllers became the only helpless method at the moment.

The starting point of eerie things was the upper limit of cultivators. It was an asymmetrical duel, coupled with the characteristics of immortality, making the situation unsolvable.

Since the invasion of eerie things, the present world and countless small worlds had seen the emergence of spiritual energy that could allow people to cultivate.

Of course, whether it was called spiritual energy, qi, or even mental energy or dark energy, it was all the same.

In short, all the energy needed for fantasy was available.

It should have been a glorious era of spiritual energy recovery, a turning point in the fate of Blue Star, with science and fantasy flying together, and great power being brought under one's control, creating a world-shaking situation, but it was cut short because the spiritual energy was poisonous.

Wasn't there anyone who guessed that this might be a kind of eerie pollution?

However, plants and animals had evolved, and it seemed that the higher the intelligence, the more polluted they were.

Animals were driven more by instinct than by intelligence, and they were still driven by instinct, making their already chaotic thinking even more chaotic.

Currently, animals had become another disaster, with many fierce beasts appearing in chaotic situations.

All kinds of animals were polluted in all kinds of ways, such as three-headed dogs, nine-headed snakes, and even multi-eyed, multi-limbed monsters that defied common sense.

Fortunately, this situation wasn't too common. Due to the short amount of time, this situation had only occurred in the past two years.

Moreover, these fierce beasts could be killed and couldn't become a threat in the face of human hot weapons.

As long as you were still flesh and blood and hadn't completely broken away from this category, it was just a matter of caliber.

However, the situation wasn't optimistic, making people unable to help but think about what would happen in ten years.

Would they evolve unimaginable abilities?

Moreover, animals weren't like the fantasy of the more evolved, the more intelligent.

They were driven by more ferocious instincts.

In addition…

Xuan Huang, who had transmigrated for three days, had a more amazing discovery due to special reasons.

Perhaps the higher-ups in this world had also discovered it, but they didn't say it because of great horror.

That was…

As humans who surpassed all animals and plants in terms of evolution, they were also evolving.

Although it had only been three short days, Xuan Huang had clearly discovered that his body was subtly and imperceptibly becoming stronger, and even more so in terms of mental thinking.

In this situation in this world, eerie things had invaded for six years. It wasn't that the survivors had gotten used to it without a major collapse, but that their mental thinking and so on were becoming stronger.

This seemed to be a good situation, but it hid a huge crisis.

Suppose…

If humans hadn't perished in the next few decades or centuries and still existed strongly, would they lose control after evolving to a certain extent?

Would they all become irrational monsters?

Although it was just Xuan Huang's guess, it couldn't be guaranteed that it wouldn't develop along this path.

Unless a way to control it was found, rationality still existed, and humans evolved into extraordinary beings, that would be a beautiful fantasy.

"The population has decreased by nearly 20% in six years. This is still in an environment like Xia Country. It is said that the worst affected areas have lost nearly half of their population. The situation is not good."

"I need to think of a way. Tomorrow, I'll go to the martial arts hall to see what the situation is with the martial arts masters, so I can correspond with my guess."

"If it's about the same as my deduction, then there will be a way."

Walking on the way home, the sun was setting and it was about to get dark. At this time, there were almost no pedestrians on the road.

Some soldiers were patrolling the streets, urging everyone to go home as soon as possible.

Since the revival of eerie things, the danger at night was more dangerous than during the day. Although it wasn't safe at home, at least there was some guarantee.

As long as you didn't enter the killing rules of the eerie things, you could basically guarantee your safety.

It had been six years, and those who didn't obey had been educated to be very obedient.

As for the martial arts halls that Xuan Huang mentioned, these things were very common.

It was the result of the government's vigorous promotion in the past five years, and it had been promoted before the connection between cities was cut off.

In addition, not only martial arts halls, but also Taoist halls (including mental power, etc.), were learned from the exploration of small worlds.

After all, spiritual energy existed, but it could only be cultivated to the limit before the extraordinary realm.

Martial arts had three levels: Martial Apprentice, Martial Artist, and Martial Master.

The names were very casual.

A Martial Apprentice was roughly a match for ten people, a Martial Artist was roughly a match for a hundred people, and a Martial Master was a match for four hundred people or more. It was said that extraordinary power was a match for a thousand people.

The division was very rough. The time was too short, and a strict plan hadn't been formed yet.

From this, it could be seen that extraordinary power started at a match for a thousand people.

The lowest extraordinary starting point for eerie things couldn't be killed, which showed how difficult they were to deal with.

The Taoist halls for immortal cultivation were roughly the same, with roughly three levels divided.

Despite the short five-year promotion, there were geniuses who were already at the level of Martial Masters and Taoist Masters.

It was just that their path was cut off!

It wasn't that they couldn't cultivate and break through, but that they didn't dare to break through, because breaking through would lead to loss of sanity and pollution.

… … … …

Walking and walking, Xuan Huang came to the front of a small courtyard. This was Xuan Huang's home.

Standard 'protagonist' treatment: his parents had unfortunately disappeared, and it was still unknown why.

Of course, Xuan Huang had already found the reason.

His predecessor had died because of this. If Xuan Huang hadn't transmigrated, he might not have been able to discover the problem.

"Creak ~"

Xuan Huang pushed open the door of the small courtyard.

A standard northern quadrangle courtyard, although not in the old quadrangle courtyard in the city center, was still a valuable house before the world changed.

It couldn't be said now.

Entering the small courtyard, a cold and gloomy aura rushed towards him.

In Xuan Huang's perception, in the middle of the small courtyard, near the west, there was a stone mill that looked somewhat historical.

It was an old object that had been used for decoration and had never been removed.

This was the culprit behind the misfortune of Xuan Huang's family.

In Xuan Huang's perception, the millstone was like a black hole, emitting a cold and gloomy aura.

As if it wanted to devour everything.

The pervasive black gas seemed to grow countless tentacles, overwhelmingly sweeping towards Xuan Huang.

Just like a mirror suddenly breaking…

Xuan Huang disappeared before the tentacles of black gas were about to wrap around him.

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