Weird Stories: Gothic Lolita Begins

Chapter 412

When Chaos regained his sense of the outside world, he found himself in the sea under the moon again.

Moving his eyes away from the screen of the virtual phone, Night Crow carefully looked at the blond young man whose appearance had barely recovered, stretched his waist, and asked:

"There are two more stops to come, each one is more 'explosive' than the other, do you want to continue?"

"...Of course." Chaos whispered, his voice was like a broken gong, obviously, he had not yet repaired his 'internal structure'.

"Then you do your best." Night Crow nodded casually, and indulged in a large stand-alone game that had just been released recently.

——Mobile bricks have evolved to the point where almost all of them can work part-time as supercomputers, and it is easy to make a few game console simulators.

On the other side, Chaos hesitated for a moment, but still asked his doubts:

"You said there are 'two more stops' later... But as far as I know, there are far more than three conceptual-level people on Green Star..."

Hearing this, Night Crow was surprised and said, "Indeed, there are more than three... Are you really going to visit them one by one?"

"...Is it not possible?" Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Chaos's expression at this time was particularly innocent.

"It can be possible, but..." Night Crow frowned and said, "If you can't survive the first wave of impact by yourself, I won't help you."

"You have no obligation to help me." Chaos said softly.

"It's as if I have the obligation to take you to visit the conceptual-level people on Green Star one by one." Night Crow complained, "Forget it, I won't lose anything... Just cheer for yourself, and squeak when you're done."

"Thank you very much." Chaos said softly, closed his eyes, and focused on repairing himself again.

He didn't ask why Night Crow didn't lose anything.

After experiencing several shocks of divine information, Chaos knew that if he failed to survive, there would be a puppet named "Chaos" in the world...

Chaos was quite confident about his own value. ——At worst, he could at least be a "full-time chef".

...

Dark Realm.

Lenari curiously fiddled with the "Lord of Strange Tales" godhead that the Radiant Truth had just sent.

This was a book, and the cover was a hazy, uncoordinated gray color without light and shadow changes, which was a bit like a novice using a paint bucket to color when using drawing software.

"This thing... how should I put it? It's much more 'stable' and 'peaceful' than I expected." Lenari stretched out a limb and scratched his head.

"I have done some additional processing, and did initialization and packaging." The Radiant Truth's calm voice sounded.

"Uh... I'm a little curious, what happened to those warriors who failed to merge the 'Book of Strange Tales'?"

"They were safely stripped out, but they will not be able to sublimate in this life, or even in the next few reincarnations."

"Well... at least they are still alive."

"Yes, at least they are still alive."

...

"Mapping Space" is the name that Night Crow gave to the strange space that has no formed rules and is just a chaotic mapping of the present world for convenience.

In this mapping space, the power of cognition and thinking is unprecedentedly strong, and it is also the comfort zone of dream-like power.

In the dream of the sea under the moon created by Night Crow in the form of the Sea Moon Goddess.

Chaos woke up from a long, almost dormant "introspection" state, and moved slightly in the gently undulating sea water, like a salted fish reluctantly showing that it is not dead.

The movement on the sea surface immediately attracted Night Crow's attention. She called up the game menu to pause the action game in full swing. While looking down, she asked casually: "Are you ready?"

"Squeak——" Chaos said.

"Well, it seems to be ready... Let's go." Night Crow nodded, waved his hand, and went directly to the corresponding mapping area of Diana, the goddess of forest hunting.

...

The sea tide is like a distant ballad, soothing the tired traveler's broken spirit.

Soaking in the cold sea water and bathing in the cold moonlight, Chaos reluctantly pulled out a remaining green bud on his head, grinning without any image, and hissing cold air.

After a long while, Chaos finally recovered a little, and asked impatiently: "Before, was it the 'Forest Hunting Goddess' of the 'Natural Sect'?"

"Yes." Night Crow nodded.

"Can you tell me who the next stop is? That way I can prepare more." Chaos asked with a shameless face.

If possible, he actually wanted to be elegant and decent, but...

Compared to not being able to resist and becoming a joke, it turns out that demeanor is not important at all.

Besides, his most embarrassed appearance has long beenThis Night Crow looked at her more than once.

"Lady of Pain." Night Crow answered casually while operating the game.

At present, there are only so many concept-level people alive on the Green Star, and there is no suspense at all about ranking from weak to strong.

"Lady of Pain... the one from the 'Church of Pain'?" Chaos muttered to himself, as if thinking about something.

After a moment, Chaos asked again: "What is the evolutionary route of that Lady of Pain?"

Hearing this, Night Crow paused the game, tilted his head and looked up and down at the blond young man floating on the sea like a dead fish, and said with interest:

"She is a concept-level achieved by a demonizer. In a sense, it can be said that she is an enhancement of the 'evil of all living beings'. How about skipping it?"

"Demonizer?" Chaos was stunned, "But the doctrine of the 'Church of Pain'..."

"'Love of Greed', this is the cornerstone of the sublimation of Lady of Pain." Night Crow said "This does not conflict with the teachings of the Church of Pain."

"'Love of Greed'... I see." Chaos took a deep breath and said without hesitation, "Don't skip."

"Oh." Night Crow nodded, "Then it's the same as before, squeak."

"Okay."

...

"Squeak——"

"Let's go."

...

In the dream of the bright moon and the sea, Chaos struggled to open his eyes and found... Night Crow was holding a camera, snapping and taking pictures of himself.

After a moment of daze, Chaos barely raised one hand to cover his face, and squeezed out a weak voice from the depths of his throat:

"You are..."

"Oh, she found out about your spying and offered a high price to buy your photos."

"......?"

"Don't get me wrong, she has her own sweetheart, this is for the female believers in her church who are heartbroken because of failed relationships."

"..."

"Good colors make people feel good, but they don't always work."

"...Can I refuse?"

"No, unless you pay the same price as the 'Divine Day Tour' package."

"...Then take the photo."

"By the way, I'll give you a reminder."

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