Rules-based ghost talk game

"Farewell to Ruandu, farewell to his companions, and farewell to Chen Sheng. Chen An did not choose to travel with Yin Qiaoxian. After all, he embarked on the next journey alone."

A mirror with dense shark-like teeth spoke in a sharp and harsh voice.

In the dark cellar, a distorted, fuzzy and ferocious face listened, wearing half a golden mask that was almost branded onto his face.

"Chen An...Wu Ba!" His voice was distorted and low, hoarse and difficult, with infinite anger in his tone, and his exposed red eyes were full of resentment and hatred.

"Chen Quan, you are crazy!" The mirror with shark-like teeth smiled pointedly.

"I'm not crazy!" Chen Quan roared and pushed the mirror to the ground, but the mirror made a sound like plastic falling to the ground. Then, small hands and feet grew out of the edges of the circular frame, and he stood up all of a sudden.

"You're crazy, you're crazy, you're crazy!" The mirror still smiled sharply.

In the darkness, scarlet blood veins appeared on Chen Quan's blue-black temples. He squirmed to the side and opened the black curtain with a "Oops!"

The sunlight from the outside suddenly shone in.

Under the light, if anyone saw Chen Quan at this moment, they would not think that he was a human being.

Because, Chen Quan's entire chest almost dissolved into flesh, and where his lower body should have been, it turned into seven or eight twisted and ferocious black tentacles, which were turned out and covered with dense symbols.

And his arms also turned into sticky tentacles, with dozens of them existing where his arms should have been!

His shoulder had deformed bone growth, with scarlet and dark purple veins of flesh and blood.

The whole person looks like a deformed monster!

"You're crazy! You're crazy!"

Hearing the annoying shrill laughter coming from behind, Chen Quan couldn't help but feel a little more irritated.

He rolled up his tentacles and pushed open the wooden door above his head, and squirmed the thick tentacles below towards the stairs, leaving behind a smelly black mucus along the way.

When he reached the top of the building, he looked around from a distance.

Here, it seems like an amusement park.

The location where Chen Quan is located is a haunted house.

"Because the "Creeping Moonlight" belongs to the Queen, am I also dragged here?" Chen Quan inhaled slightly, and only his face still had some similarities with humans.

"Wu Ba, you have become a servant of the Queen." He looked in a distant direction. There was a castle, a central building found in every amusement park.

At this time, behind Chen Quan, the round mirror with little feet came up the stairs.

The surface of the round mirror suddenly cracked, revealing a shark-like "mouth". He said sharply:

"Because of the return of 'Sealed No 2-13 Creeping Moonlight', the Queen's power has been enhanced and is about to devour the surrounding area. The old monsters deep in the Happy Amusement Park will not sit idly by and ignore many remaining existences from the previous era. Set your sights here!

Chen An embarked on a journey alone, and he will always come here in the near future."

Chen Quan listened to Yuan Jing's words, and thought a little in his heart. A faint twisted and crazy smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth.

He looked around again, and further away, there were forests. This huge paradise seemed to be located in the center of a larger forest.

Isolated from the world.

Become a weird paradise.

"After becoming a weirdo, I discovered that... compared to the human body... the weird body can better control the power of the path of original sin." Chen Quan squinted his eyes and muttered hoarsely to himself.

Then, the corners of his mouth curved.

The next moment, some purple-red electric light appeared in front of his eyes. The electric light was intertwined with red, purple, and black colors. The electric light exuded an extremely terrifying aura, just like...truth.

It finally outlines what a six-year-old child looks like.

The child closed his eyes tightly and curled up in the air.

"The human world cannot tolerate me." Chen Quan's red eyes flashed with resentment and paranoia, as well as a hint of deep hidden... deep you: "Then I will... become a god in a strange world."

His voice was low and hoarse, twisted and serious.

...

...

The through train was running all the way, and there were very few passengers in this train, almost none.

Chen An walked through two carriages before finding his seat. Along the way, he only saw an old man curled up on a chair.

Until Chen An sat on the red plastic chair, leaning on the table with his elbows, glancing at the scenery passing by outside the window. It was a desert that was deserted and seemed twisted and vast.

There are withered yellow hay scattered on the dry muddy ground, and from time to time, dry tree trunks can be seen twisted on the ground. In the further distance, there are only gray and yellow patches, and the passing scenery is only gray-blue sky and gray-yellow soil.

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Suddenly, Chen An turned his head slightly, and he saw the old man pushing open the door of his carriage, leaning forward and looking at him timidly.

"Sir...do you have anything to eat? Can you give me a little?"

The old man's voice was timid and hoarse, as if he hadn't drank water for a long time.

Chen An stared at the thin old man. The old man's entire body was wrapped in a shabby gray cloak. His exposed face was covered with age spots, and his bare scalp with only a few strands of white hair could be vaguely seen.

"Who are you and where are you going?" Chen An asked.

The old man glanced at Chen An blankly, and said bitterly: "I... used to be a player, but now... I am too old to go to the story world. I live on the train, and this is my home...

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Don’t you have money to buy tickets for other trains or rent a house? Chen An was slightly startled.

Indeed, compared to the secondary capital, the main capital, and the story world, in these places... trains seem to be the safest.

"Take the food and get away, don't let me kill you."

Chen An sneered, took out two bottles of water and a bag of black bread from his bag, and threw them directly in the old man's face.

The old man took a step back in horror, but when he saw the thing thrown at him, he picked it up excitedly.

"Get out of here quickly." Chen An said sternly.

When the old man heard this, a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, and then he nodded repeatedly and quickly ran towards the carriage door from where he came.

Chen An listened to the footsteps, and after a while he felt they were far away, so he closed his eyes slightly and stood up.

He walked to the carriage door, closed it, and sat back on the chair.

I sighed a little in my heart, now I won't trust anyone easily anymore.

After experiencing everything before, Chen An deeply understands that in this world, people cannot be judged by their appearance, and danger and madness are always present.

"But that old man, if what he said is true, he can be considered a pitiful person... In front of normal players, he looks like a clown..."

After driving away the old man, Chen An slowly breathed a sigh of relief. After leaving the Smiling Rabbit to take charge, he felt a sense of fatigue.

He leaned against the glass of the car window, holding the backpack on his chest with both hands, and fell into a deep sleep.

In his dream, Chen An seemed to be in darkness. In a blur, he saw a colorful mass of gel that looked like soft slime.

That...is the original clown sefirah?

In a daze, Chen An felt his face itching. In reality, red, white, and yellow ink appeared on his face, converging to outline a classic smiling clown's face.

As a sudden burst of knowledge emerged from deep within his heart, Chen An suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked at the car window aside, and with the reflection of the glass, his face completely transformed into that of a clown.

Chen An was slightly startled. He closed his eyes and recalled the "knowledge" that had just emerged.

It seems that he has just completely and completely absorbed the clown's essence.

No, it's not simple absorption.

More like...

The resonance with "Joker" just now has a qualitative change from everything I knew about "Joker" before. It is like the last straw that finally makes the cup filled with water overflow.

sublimation?

"Is it because I completely understand the meaning of clown? So it resonates?" Chen An had some guesses in his mind.

The "knowledge" he had just gained surprised him, but was also a little bitter and complicated.

After the "sublimation of resonance", Chen An found that his three abilities in the "clown" stage had all been greatly improved!