Rules-based ghost talk game

[Body control, the original effect is to perfectly control the body muscles, so that you can make difficult movements, and secrete sticky substances from your palms to perform operations such as climbing.

And now, body control has become:

Athletic physique and reflexes that reach the limits of normal humans, and have more sensitive danger perception and physical danger memory.】

[The original effect of the clown mask is to outline different emotional masks based on the mask ink to achieve an impact on one's own emotions.

But now, it has become a trigger:

Liberate the real clown mask, acquire skills and knowledge such as dark vision, bone shrinking, and lock picking, and once again improve the extreme human physique controlled by the body.

The side effects are: in the clown's liberated state, the mood becomes more crazy and detached, and judgments may be made that are inconsistent with normal judgments until the clown's liberated state is released.】

[The scare box is originally a scare box that gives random effects.

Now it becomes:

You can create scare tricks or non-existent boxes out of thin air, with more dramatic and aggressive effects, and you can specify what will happen after the explosion of the non-existent magic box!

The products produced after the magic box explodes are not limited to: small explosions, scattered flowers, plastic masks covering faces, the stench of old leather shoes and poisonous mushrooms, biting pigeons, squirming maggots...]

Feeling these improved abilities, Chen An's mouth looked rather bitter.

The first thing that came to his mind was not "that's great".

Rather, if any original sin path is to achieve this "sublimation" prerequisite, it is as profound as everything I have experienced in my soft capital.

This world is really too sad and crazy.

In a daze, Chen An missed the real days, those ordinary and happy days, the days of commuting to and from get off work every day, and staying up late to write novels.

After his thoughts wandered, Chen An took a breath, at least the journey would continue for now.

With a thought, the clown mask on the face disappeared from the skin, and the next moment it reappeared in the posture of "Clown Liberation"!

In this state, the white ink on Chen An's face becomes whiter, the yellow becomes more yellow, and the red becomes more red!

Not only was it outlined in red ink, the corners of Chen An's mouth were also subconsciously grinning to an angle that was almost human limit, almost reaching the base of his ears!

Looking at himself reflected in the glass, Chen An suddenly felt a sense of relief.

Everything in front of me became extremely clear, and the flight of the surrounding mosquitoes became extremely slow, as if I had gained a dynamic field of vision.

Everything in the darkness not far away is so clear. This is dark vision.

He felt that he could even control the brief movement of his bones to get through even the vent above his head!

"It's his grandma's, right? Chen Quan, just wait for me!"

Chen An suddenly let out a maniacal laugh, then slapped the table, pointed at the air and cursed.

The smiling rabbit on the table was startled, and jumped onto the table next door, staring blankly at its owner.

"Hmm~" A crazy smile appeared on Chen An's face. He hummed a tune and suddenly stood up as if dancing, with his arms wide open.

His hands were supported on the table, but his feet left the ground, as if he was supporting himself with one hand... and then he flew up at an angle.

Just like the freeze-frame of difficult movements in hip-hop!

Afterwards, Chen An waved his fist and showed a little hatred on the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Scar's revenge!"

"Ding Ping's revenge!"

"Fuck Chen Quan!"

"If I don't kill you, I won't call your grandfather Chen An!"

"Go to hell! I'm going to stuff your head into Sister Furong's ass and let her pamper you every day!"

"I want to return to reality, buy ten barrels of Laotan sauerkraut, and feed you only sauerkraut buns!"

"I fucking swear, I must kill you! Torture you completely!"

Chen An roared desperately. His voice was sometimes sharp, sometimes deep, and sometimes he let out a weird and weird laugh.

The expression on his face was both crying and laughing.

"Become a traveler first and see what else is in the message that little thing Zhou Yu left for grandpa!"

Chen An jumped up on the table, slapped his knees, and then took out the small iron box from his bag.

"Being a traveler means you can know many things, what nodes, what guidance, and what to do.

Just do it and that’s it! Here comes Ollie!”

Chen An opened his mouth wide and made a strange sound in his throat.

Then, he opened the iron box.

In the iron box, there is a light blue gel that is as bright as the starry sky and exudes a light fragrance.

"Well, if you want to become a fucking traveler, you should first cancel the liberation. I have to say that the liberation state is just one word, happy!" Chen An thought, and the mask on his face suddenly turned into three-color ink, and returned to his original state.

into the skin.

Then, he was slightly stunned.

Chen An blinked his eyes, looked at his strange posture squatting on the table, and recalled what he had just done, said and behaved.

"I just... seemed like a different person..." Chen An took a deep breath, slowly returned to the chair, wiped the black shoe prints on the table, and smiled bitterly.

Is this [Clown Emancipation]?

A series of abilities such as his actual combat ability have been improved, but this change in personality...

"The liberation of the clown will not prevent me from canceling this state, but the premise is that... in that state, I have to remember to cancel it." Chen An narrowed his eyes slightly and felt scared for a while.

In the state he was in just now, he almost had the urge to run directly to Chen Quan to fight for his life. Those things that were suppressed deep in his heart and that he didn't want to think about but deeply remembered were completely eliminated in the clown's liberated state.

.

Liberated.

"Fortunately, I don't know where Chen Quan is, otherwise I might have jumped out of the car." Chen An muttered.

However, there was also a hint of gloom in his eyes.

Revenge that should be avenged, accounts that should be settled, even if you enter the story world, I still have to settle it with you...

Chang breathed a sigh of relief, and after adjusting his state with a little meditation, Chen An looked at the iron box on the table.

No matter what, let’s become a traveler first.

Taking a deep breath, Chen An raised his head and poured the 'Traveler' essence from the iron box into his mouth.

The essence melts in the mouth, just like eating a loose ball of jelly, but after touching the tongue, it flows down the mouth and into the throat.

Refreshing and cool, with a mint flavor.

The next moment, Chen An's pupils suddenly shrank.

The 'Traveler' essence continued to spread in his body, and with the slightest cool touch, Chen An suddenly felt that the world around him was different.

It's like, in various distant places, there are "imprints" calling me one by one.

Those places were ethereal, but I had a general sense of them, and the nearest one was not too far away from me!

Chen An turned around fiercely and looked to the northwest. That was the "node" closest to him, and the "node" was calling him.

Something that seemed to be something I should have known came to my mind.

"The closer I am to the nodes, the more clearly I can perceive them..." Chen An was slightly startled.

Those nodes are left behind by the "reincarnations" of many generations of "Endless Travelers".

Just like the nodes left by Zhou Yu in the outer city of Soft City.

However, Chen An came to Zhou Yu's node by chance.

But now...you need to embark on the journey of finding the node yourself.

"Is this the arrangement of fate..." Chen An pondered slightly. After obtaining this new "knowledge", he suddenly understood.

If we say that Liu Neng is looking for his past and gradually returning to the "angel-level" status.

I seem to be on the path to becoming a god.

If you follow the node to the end, if you can really get to the end, you will truly become the original god - the "Endless Traveler".

At the same time, after becoming a horror-level 'traveler', Chen An also gained the two abilities of the 'traveler' stage.

They are "travel" and "collection"!

[Travel: Leave a mark of travel. There are up to three marks. The marks can be released and used within a range of no more than fifty meters. 】

[Collection: Everything you see and hear is a collection. Release the collection according to the situation and restore the original effect. There are up to three collections, and each use will consume the collection. 】

Chen An narrowed his eyes slightly and pointed towards another carriage not far away, separated by a door.

A light blue spiritual wave suddenly spread.

The next moment, his figure appeared in that carriage!

Chen An was slightly startled. Isn't this a shuttle ability similar to teleportation?

Then, he suddenly felt a severe dizziness in his mind.

"Spiritual consumption is very large... This also seems to be related to distance... Without leaving a mark in advance, releasing the mark and then traveling will have a certain delay... It cannot be instantaneous..." Chen An said silently in his heart.

And, collection...

Chen An squinted his eyes, and his spiritual energy surged towards the clearing.

bass!

A huge and trance-like twisted spider suddenly appeared!

But the phantom only appeared for a moment, maybe not even half a second, and then suddenly disappeared.

Chen An, on the other hand, looked pale and let out a low roar. His forehead and back were covered with cold sweat. He fell limply to the ground, breathing heavily!

In my mind, the pain like pins and needles kept pouring out!

He quickly endured the severe pain, sat cross-legged, and began to meditate.

"Trying to release an angel-level phantom... you are really seeking death... but the ability to collect it is indeed useful." Chen An bared his teeth, but there was a hint of satisfaction on the corner of his mouth.

This kind of thing was collected from memory, and it is not in line with the original use... Coupled with the personality, what I just did was really a bit suicidal.

It's already very good that it didn't directly squeeze out the spiritual energy and lose control.

For regular use, I should record and collect whatever I see again, well... Chen An was silent in his heart.