The System Exploded And I Became The System

Following Zhang Ai, Xia Qingming walked towards the outside of the Huangsha Underground City.

The contents he had just seen in the book made him unable to calm down, and his mind was full of questions derived from it.

In the previous book, the contents of the second author did not contain any relevant information about the ruler of the mountain city.

But now it appears!

It shows that the book is not immutable!

"That book is something in the wasteland world, and the wasteland world is the urban world hundreds of years later."

"Is it because the things I did in the urban world directly affected the wasteland world hundreds of years later in some aspects?!"

Combining the contents of the book with what he had encountered in the urban world before, it was not difficult for Xia Qingming to understand this!

Then what he did in the urban world would not only affect a book, but the entire wasteland world would inevitably change because of his behavior in the urban world!

This discovery made Xia Qingming both happy and scared.

Happy because he could truly end the wasteland world by his own strength!

Fear is because, under this change, the future is bound to be full of countless uncertainties!

Maybe because of some of my own actions, all the people and things around me that are familiar to me will never appear in this world in the blink of an eye!

…

Outside the Huangsha Underground City, Building 8.

Xia Qingming looked up at the dilapidated building in the distance under the starry night.

"Let's go, this sky worship ceremony, there are also members of the Black Oil Underground City and the Qinggang Underground City. This is also our photo session, the largest meeting in the past five years."

While Zhang Ai greeted Xia Qingming, he also revealed some information.

"How many people are there?" Xia Qingming asked.

"More than fifty." Zhang Ai knew a lot and gave an accurate number directly.

Hearing this, Xia Qingming raised his eyebrows slightly: "With so many people, and from different underground cities, there won't be any problems, right?"

Zhang Ai, wearing a mask, shook his head and laughed: "The only one who may have problems is you."

"Don't think I don't know your original plan, which is to report the location of our photo meeting to the top leaders of Huangsha Underground City."

After saying this, seeing Xia Qingming fall into awkward silence, the woman continued: "You don't have to worry about safety issues. Every time we worship the sky, it is absolutely hidden and perfect."

"Besides... Even if it is exposed, we are not afraid at all."

"This time, the servants of the sky are also present."

"To tell you something, even if the top leaders of Huangsha Underground City come, there will only be one result of fleeing!"

"Yes, I worry too much." Xia Qingming nodded.

The fact that the photo meeting can exist until now is enough to show that this organization has certain capabilities.

It is impossible to say that there will be problems as soon as he arrives.

He is not a protagonist. It is impossible that when he arrives at a certain occasion, there will be a rare change that happens once in decades.

Following Zhang Ai, Xia Qingming entered Building 8.

When he entered the building, the ground was full of yellow sand and dust, and it seemed that no one had walked there.

In this building, except for the hollow sound of cold wind whistling past, there was no other unusual movement.

When he stepped on the broken stairs and came upstairs.

The scene in front of him was completely different.

At first glance, on the surface that was spotless and smooth like a mirror, there were people kneeling in black robes, praying with their eyes closed!

In front of these rows of figures, on the high platform, there was a tall man.

The man wore an iron mask, and the muscles on his body were as heavy as mountains!

"Hello, sir." Zhang Ai bowed his head respectfully after seeing the other party.

Seeing this, Xia Qingming also followed suit.

"Let's find a seat. The ceremony of worshipping the sky will begin soon." The voice from the mouth of the tall man wearing an iron mask made people feel as if they were next to a large speaker.

After Xia Qingming sat down next to Zhang Ai, the space fell into silence again.

It seems that they have to wait until everyone is gathered, and then the ceremony of worshipping the sky will begin.

Thinking of this, Xia Qingming did not wait idly.

The ceremony of worshipping the sky, to put it bluntly, is the eating stage of "sky".

At this stage, the first food of "sky" must be the undercover in the photo club.

The second is the ordinary members.

Although there are more than 50 people, it is unlikely that he will be selected, but Xia Qingming is still prepared to increase his strength to deal with uncertain risks.

Fortunately, the sky of the photo club is a high-level ghost who was seriously injured by the ghost-killing poison.

Otherwise, Xia Qingming would not come tonight.

Open the system panel.

Points 13

HostPoints updated, recommended products updated.

[Spider Sense]: 3 points

Introduction: After the host successfully redeems, his ability to perceive danger will be greatly improved.

[Ghost Mirror]: 10 points

Introduction: When the host shines this item on a ghost disguised as a human, the ghost will directly reveal itself. Each time it is used, it will be worn out and can be repaired by consuming points.

On the system panel, there are two recommended products, and the prices just correspond to all of Xia Qingming's current deposits.

Without much hesitation, Xia Qingming directly chooses to redeem!

No matter which of these two things, in Xia Qingming's opinion, they are absolutely useful!

At the moment of confirming the redemption, the points disappeared, and Xia Qingming immediately felt a strange power acting on his body!

It was the power of spider sense!

A few minutes later, Xia Qingming opened his eyes slightly.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the world in front of him, although it seemed to have not changed, felt completely different!

Turned his sight to look at some people around him.

Under spider sense, Xia Qingming did not notice anything unusual.

However, when he looked at the tall and strong man in front of him with a curious mentality, Xia Qingming's breath was slightly choked!

From the outside, the overall posture of the masked man in front did not change.

But Xia Qingming could sense the cold and quiet blood flowing under his skin!

His blood was not at the temperature of a normal person!

In addition, Xia Qingming could also feel that this guy's skin was trembling slightly with the beating of his heart.

This tremor was not a rhythm.

But two different rhythms!

There are two hearts in this guy's body!

Although Xia Qingming had some guesses when he heard the word "servant" at the beginning, he was really sure until now!

This so-called servant is a ghost!

And it is a lower-level ghost with two hearts!

His sight stayed on the guy in front for a long time. Before the other party seemed to be aware of something and looked over, Xia Qingming retracted his gaze and closed his eyes.

"20 points."

At the moment of closing his eyes, Xia Qingming muttered to himself.

...

The scene changed.

Before the photo session officially started the worship ceremony, Xia Qingming returned to the urban world.

Since he knew that the old man who gave him the right to create the ghost-killing organization would die tonight, he would certainly try to change the ending.

If the matter was not urgent, he would not have to come here when the photo session was in progress.

Fortunately, when he killed the evil ghost before, the drug power that was fed back to himself did not fade, otherwise Xia Qingming could only wait for things to happen this time.

After returning to the urban world, Xia Qingming found a telephone booth and dialed a number directly.

This is the number of the secretary of Secretary Shancheng.

He was promised the identity of the manager of the ghost-killing department. If he had any needs, he could use this phone to ask the old man's secretary.

"Hello?" After the call was connected, the secretary on the other end asked.

"I'm Xia Qingming. Where is your secretary?"

"Mr. Xia Qingming? Are you looking for the secretary now?"

"Yes."

"The secretary has arrived in the province. Is there something important? I can help tell him."

"It's not an important matter, it's a life-threatening matter! Listen to me, the secretary in Shancheng will be in danger tonight! I don't know the source of the danger, but I can roughly judge that it is related to the 'ghost'!" Xia Qingming's tone was full of seriousness and solemnity.

"Mr. Qingming, do you mean... there are 'ghosts' in the province?"

"Maybe... not just in the province. Anyway, if you can contact your secretary, ask him to do everything possible to come back directly!"

"Okay, I'll tell the secretary right away." The secretary's voice on the other end of the phone was also serious.

...

After hanging up the phone, Xia Qingming looked at the night sky in front of him where the rain had stopped: "I hope I can make it in time."

If the old man was nearby, he could still rush over.

But the other party had already gone to the provincial capital a hundred kilometers away, and Xia Qingming could only make a phone call.

Perhaps, because of this phone call, the future will change dramatically!

With this thought, Xia Qingming rubbed his brain, which began to swell and ache, and then the picture in front of him began to gradually collapse and return to the wasteland world.

The effect of the drug ended.

Sitting in Building 8, Xia Qingming looked at the yellow sand outside and felt a little depressed.

The wasteland world remains the same.

At least for now, the wasteland world has not changed.

Did the old man still not survive?

Or, even if the ghost-killing department was established, it would not be able to survive the ghost disaster.to any effect?

Unfortunately, the occasion he was in this time did not allow him to take out the book to check.

"Time is up, let's start."

In front of the crowd, the burly waiter said in a low voice.

Xia Qingming took a breath and returned his attention.

In his sight, in front of everyone, behind the waiter, on the huge wall, a sacred golden light began to appear.

These golden lights, while giving people endless yearning, gradually outlined a fairy god in white clothes!

"There are so many sufferings in the world. Only by joining my door can you enjoy all the beauty in the world."

All the members of the photo club who knelt in front of the magnificent, all had fanatical eyes! The voice conveyed endless vicissitudes and greatness!

All the members of the photo club who knelt in front of the magnificent, all had fanatical eyes!