Rules-based ghost talk game

Chen An closed his eyes slightly, as if he was "chewing" the meaning of this sentence over and over again.

"The essence of the mutation path is distortion and madness..."

After a while, he opened his mouth and said: "Isn't there no madness, leaning towards the normal path?"

Brother Scar shook his head.

"Why does the weird path exist? Why is it called a weird path?

I have no idea.

All I know is that it appeared together with the Dark World, and over the past seven or eight hundred years, humans have gradually mastered its power... No, it cannot be said to be mastery, it is more like...understanding."

"learn?"

"The twenty-two paths of mutation are not like the spiritual practices you read online in real life. They can only be improved through the accumulation of quantity."

When Brother Scar said this, he suddenly stood up.

There was a mysterious arc at the corner of his mouth, and he stretched out a finger and pinched the small silver spoon on the table.

Then, he held the spoon with his right hand and drew an arc in the air.

At the same time, water-like ripples appeared in the air. In Chen An's sight, he and Brother Scar seemed to be wrapped in an invisible "enchantment".

Moreover, Chen An looked around and found that he could no longer hear the sounds outside.

He watched Wang Ziyan on the side playing with the plate and cutting the bread. The fork clearly collided with the plate but did not make the slightest sound.

Brother Scar's voice sounded at this moment.

"For example, I am a horror-level [Prowler] of the [Twisted Eye] path."

Chen An suddenly turned around and looked at Brother Scar.

Within the invisible barrier, it seemed that only myself and Brother Scar were left unaffected.

"Is this your strange ability?" Chen An asked in surprise.

Wait...Twisted Eye Path...

Sounds a bit familiar.

It seems...Miao Luoying is also a mutant on this path, right?

Then the name of this path at the D-level grotesque level should be "Wall Facer".

And Brother Scar just said that he is a C-level horror "prowler".

Combined with the barrier at this moment, Chen An seemed to understand something.

"Well, it's [Wallfacer]'s weird ability - Wallface, which has been improved after I became [Prowler]. Now Wallface can not only seal my own mind, but also materialize a wall-faced space.

"

The original weird abilities can actually grow with advancement.

"Brother An, Zi Yan doesn't know that I'm scared." Brother Scar picked up the decanter on the table and poured some more red wine into his glass.

He shook the decanter in Chen An's direction.

Chen An waved his hand to indicate that he hadn't finished his drink yet.

"Brother Scar, don't worry, I won't spill the beans."

Chen An spoke in a low voice, and Brother Scar has now activated the barrier of "Facing the Wall", probably because... what he is going to say next is very important, and cannot even let other people here, or someone here,

One person heard it.

For example, he is a C-level horror-level mutant.

Brother Scar took a sip of red wine and continued:

"And among the weird paths, no matter which path or level, there is only one way to master all the power of that level..."

Chen An pricked up his ears, he felt that Brother Scar was going to say something useful.

"Completely understand and understand the meaning of the name of this level."

Brother Scar's deep voice sounded, but Chen An frowned.

He chewed this sentence in his heart, and after a moment he wondered:

"The name of the strange path is not just a name? It needs to be understood, it needs to be understood? This makes me feel very illusory."

Brother Scar smiled and said:

"For example, for a grotesque [sinner] on the tyrant path to fully absorb the [sinner] essence, they only need to become a true sinner.

To burn, kill, loot, commit crimes, and be thrown into jail.

Previously, in the soft capital, there were many [sinners] who deliberately provoked the guards in order to absorb the essence, and were thus lightly punished.

This is a relatively gentle approach.

If it is more radical, or even directly and completely absorbs the [sinner's] essence, the sinner only needs to commit a heinous crime. Well, it is not just the rules of the soft capital, but can also be extended to one's own morality, human nature, and sin at any level. .”

Listening to Brother Scar's words, Chen An's breathing became a little rapid, and just as the cold sweat on his back went away, he became angry again.

At this moment, he seemed to understand more deeply... why the nature of the strange path is twisted and crazy.

Why, becoming a mutant means embarking on a path of no return.

This mutation path... According to the name, there are almost no normal "occupations", and if you want to absorb the corresponding source of essence, it is tantamount to letting your inner beliefs collapse again and again, letting your own humanity be annihilated, and thus becoming It's... weird...

"This is like acting." Chen An said in a low voice.

When Brother Scar heard this, his eyes lit up slightly and he said, "It's a good title."

Then, his fingers tapped lightly on the table.

"However, acting is just a way to understand the path name itself. If it can be understood in other ways, it can be done."

Chen An narrowed his eyes.

He thought of his "clown" sefirah and his "monster" sefirah.

How to understand this?

Go to the circus and play the role of a clown? There is no circus in this damn place.

As for the monster essence...

Chen An felt increasingly cold inside.

He still vividly remembers the final choice Ding Ping made in Jingshan Hospital and the words she spoke.

She said "Chen An... we are human beings... we are not monsters".

But what if the way to absorb [monster] essence is to really turn yourself into a "monster"?

This undoubtedly breaks all the beauty and kindness and embarks on a truly twisted and crazy path.

Brother Scar tapped his fingers on the table again.

At this moment, Chen An seemed to see ripples like water again.

In my ears, the sounds of chewing, the clinking of knives and forks, the slight burning of candles, and the breathing of several people around me could be heard again.

Wang Ziyan suddenly looked over and said doubtfully:

"What happened to you just now? You suddenly stopped talking?"

Brother Scar smiled and said: "It's nothing, Brother An, it's getting late. Next, I'll tell you something you need to pay attention to when you're in trouble."

Chen An nodded.

Wang Ziyan glanced at the two people strangely, and her eyes glanced at the glass decanter in front of Brother Scar.

When did the drinks become less?

Wang Ziyan's eyes flickered a little, but she didn't say anything, but continued to "dress" Ding Ping.

"In Soft City, in addition to the easy-to-understand rules written on the stone tablets, the only ones are not to go out on Wednesday night, and to be careful... of secret organizations."

"Secret organization?"

Chen Anzheng swallowed a mouthful of cold mashed potatoes.

Brother Scar nodded:

"In the dark world, except for the three official mutant organizations in the three capitals - Funong's Desolation Sect; Wenwan's Temple of Night; and Alter's Church of Order.

There are also some secret organizations that remain from the Great Chaos period to this day.

Most of these secret organizations are founded by high-level mutants, and they are...mutants who have fallen into semi-madness, have twisted and dark minds, and are seriously contaminated by strange sources."

Chen An's eyes flickered slightly.

A time of great chaos?

Secret organization?

Brother Scar waited for a few seconds to let Chen An digest the information, and then continued:

"You just need to know... If the three major organizations in the three major capitals are led by Zhengshen... well, they are probably Zhengshen, at least they used to be."

Brother Scar's tone was a little hesitant, and then he continued: "As for the secret organizations, without exception, they are all led by the evil god, they are crazy and twisted, sinful and dark.

They always hope that the dark side and reality will merge into one.

They long for evil gods and disasters to truly come to the real world.

They are the enemies that every player needs to face.

They are also players, but what they do is contrary to the players.

They are even willing to sacrifice themselves just to destroy players and purify the story world. Just to keep the weirdness alive forever!"

When Brother Scar said this, his face suddenly turned red, his tone was low but passionate, he clenched his fist tightly with his thick palm, and smashed the table uncontrollably.

The crisp sound of the fork rising and falling seemed to bring Brother Scar's thoughts back to the present.

Chen An took a deep breath.

At this time, an elegant female voice sounded.

It was Miao Luoying, who had been eating silently, who spoke.

"My father died at the hands of the Smiling Puppet. It was a secret organization that had been growing in the darkness of Wenwan for a long time."

Smiling puppet?

Wenwan?

Chen An suddenly remembered why the words "Wenwan" and "Secret Organization" were so familiar to him.

At Jingshan Hospital, Miao Luoying ended her precognitive dream and was led by Ding Ping again. By chance, she and Liu Neng came to the basement together.

Liu Neng once doubted whether Miao Luoying believed in evil gods and whether she was a member of a secret organization.

At that time, in order to prove her identity, Miao Luoying once said that her father was a B-level fear-level [Dream Walker] who died unexpectedly in Wenwan, and she inherited her father's player identity.

When he heard it at the time, Chen An didn't know what it meant.

Looking back now, I find that Miao Luoying gave up her identity as a civilian and her peaceful life, and took the initiative to become a player, just to join the ranks of purifying pollution.

And...she has become a mutant and embarked on this path of no return.

Thinking of this, Chen An couldn't help but feel in awe of Miao Luoying.

Brother Scar sighed, his tone was low and slightly hoarse:

"Every mutant who fights against the secret organization is a hero worthy of respect from each of us."

Miao Luoying's body trembled slightly, and she nodded slightly.

"In the past ten years, people have been aware of two secret organizations that have shown traces in soft cities."

Brother Scar looked at Chen An.

"They are,

A shadow society that believes in the evil god [Father of the Newborn].

The Id sect that believes in the evil god [The Hanged Lord].”

Chen An nodded slightly, remembering these two names firmly in his heart.

Huh? Wait a moment...

The Hanged Lord?

"The Shadow Society's idea is to let the devil, the Father of the Newborn, descend. In their teachings, mankind will eventually go to destruction, and the dark world and reality will eventually merge into one. They think they are just accelerating this process."

"Complete lunatics, a bunch of bastards." Chen An said.

"The teachings of the Self Sect are to release the self and follow the inner desires. They believe that human society should not be harmonious and orderly, but barbarism and the inner desires, the original ones, are like the hearts of primitive people.

This is what this world should look like."

Brother Scar scratched his messy hair and said irritably:

"To be honest, I don't remember the meaning of the Self Sect clearly. In short, they are the opposite of normal people. They are a bunch of lunatics, all lunatics."

...

...

The dinner ended with "joyfulness and laughter" and a somewhat heavy atmosphere.

After finishing the last sip of "Alter's red wine" in the glass, Chen An smacked his mouth.

Still don't know the difference between it and grape juice.

Later, he knew that he shouldn't be annoying. Even though he was still full of questions, he knew enough today.

He needs to digest it well.

So, as night fell, under Brother Scar's smiling eyes, he left the villa with the "gothic lolita", "the lost girl" and the "mysterious lady".

After walking eastward for two minutes, I arrived at my beautiful "home".