i have a dead world

Chapter 13 This is me
"Haha, surprise?"

An Baichen laughed, looking at his results with satisfaction.

At this time, the world of the undead is no longer a chaotic world. Although it is still dark, there is a boundary and edge of the real world.

However, since the breath of undead is very rare, An Baichen can only create a square world, a piece of uneven dirt land, and a piece of chaotic sky.

800 points of undead breath are only enough to build the undead world for about one kilometer, but it is also enough for three undead to live.

Splitting the chaos cost most of An Baichen's undead breath, and made An Baichen feel what it means to "make money like reaching the sky, and spend money like flowing water."

The breath of the undead can not only be used to purchase special world environments, but can also directly create ordinary world environments.

Afterwards, An Baichen spent the remaining 200 points of undead breath, and used the undead breath to directly create some real clouds, ordinary rivers and mountains to embellish the world of undead.

It's just that it may be because of directly creating the world environment with the breath of the undead. The clouds created by An Baichen are all off-white, the trees are withered and yellow, the river is also very turbid, and the mountains and rivers are rugged and weird.

An Baichen did not find the sun, and due to the particularity of the undead world, he could not directly create the sun.

An Baichen could only consume the remaining breath of the undead, and created a few lamps that could float forever, floating in the world of the undead, providing dim light.

In a real world, besides the difference between heaven and earth, there are many other factors and environments.

In the world of the undead, a large number of special world environments and buildings can be manufactured and purchased, which can perfectly fit and help the undead, and even make the god of death stronger.

However, An Baichen is currently unable to manufacture and purchase special world environments and buildings, who makes him a poor god of death.

Considering that sisters Yan Yumo were all human beings during their lifetime, An Baichen thought that he would have extra undead breath in the future, so he could build more interesting world environments and world items.

After all, keeping these two undead in a gray and empty world will definitely drive people crazy.

Who said that the world of the undead must be lonely, desolate, and evil?
An Baichen felt that he could create a world more perfect than heaven, a paradise for the undead!
Just after An Baichen finished all this, Yan Yumo suddenly said, "Are you done with your work now?"

"Ok?"

An Baichen was taken aback for a moment. He adjusted the screen of his mobile phone to the perspective of God in the world of the undead, and asked, "What's the matter? Is there anything dissatisfied with the new home?"

"Tell me about it. Although I don't have the money to continue transforming the undead world, I can make a memo. As long as your idea is good, I can adopt it."

An Baichen is very generous, he thinks he is an enlightened god of death.

"I'm happy with the place, as long as it's safe and protects my sister."

"Don't worry, no bad guys can enter this place without my permission!"

An Baichen patted his chest to make sure.

"it is good."

Yan Yumo nodded and asked, "Then can you help us find the murderer now? You promised us."

An Baichen was taken aback for a moment, and smiled awkwardly.

He was so obsessed with building the world that he almost forgot the business.

Yan Yumo's strength and potential are very strong, which can be seen just by looking at her attributes and special levels.

Although the subdued undead cannot restrict and restrain the god of death, under the right circumstances, An Baichen doesn't mind helping his undead to fulfill their last wishes during their lifetime.

As far as what happened to Yan Yumo, An Baichen was very sympathetic, even if there was no affiliation between the two, An Baichen was willing to help Yan Yumo.

"Is the murderer a man or a woman? Do you remember what the murderer looked like back then?" An Baichen took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, and asked in a deep voice, "Is there any relevant clues you can give me?"

Yan Yumo met countless people after her death, but the only person she could communicate with was An Baichen, and she could only pin her hopes on An Baichen.

"He is a grown man, even if he turns into ashes, I will recognize him."

Yan Yumo's tone was very calm, but An Baichen could hear the trembling and resentment in her calm tone.

"That would be much easier."

An Baichen nodded and said, "You said earlier that the murderer hid your bodies? Where did he hide you?"

If traces of the corpse are found, the police can be notified to reopen Yan Yumo's case for investigation.

Knowing what the killer looks like increases the chances of catching him and improving the likelihood of solving the case.

As for the collection of other clues, that is the job of the police. An Baichen believes that with the support of today's high technology and the assistance of the two victims, sister Yan Yumo, the murderer will definitely not be able to escape the law.

After An Baichen's words fell, Yan Yumo's eyes changed slightly, she was a little sad, more angry.

"Could it be, is that place far away?" An Baichen asked tentatively, women who have been hurt are always very sensitive.

"No, that place is near."

Yan Yumo shook her head, her long black hair covered her face, she said calmly, "He hid us in the women's toilet on the second floor of this building."

"It's in the women's bathroom?!"

An Baichen was surprised. Although the women's toilets in the old teaching building had been abandoned, the toilets in the old teaching building were still often used before the new teaching building was built.

"Yes."

Yan Yumo nodded and said, "It's in the last cubicle. There used to be a urinal there. Later, the urinal was filled and he hid us in it."

An Baichen clenched his fists, how evil this murderer must be to do such a heinous thing.

"How long have you been dead?"

"Three years and seven months."

An Baichen lowered his head and thought. Three years ago, Jinghua City Medical University happened to undergo a school-wide renovation, and it was also the year when the new teaching building was built.

The old teaching building was also renovated that year, and the women's toilet on the second floor was also within the scope of renovation. The murderer may have taken advantage of the special period of renovation of the women's toilet to hide the bodies of the two sisters in the women's toilet at that time.

"You wait first."

An Baichen took a deep breath, it was already [-] o'clock in the middle of the night, and the students on the fifth floor had already left the old teaching building just now.

An Baichen returned to the women's toilet, pushed open the door of the last compartment, moved out all the trivial sundries, revealed the complete compartment, and began to search carefully.

"Huh?" An Baichen's fingers touched the ground, and he felt an abnormal bump, and this piece of tile had obvious cracks and was covered with moiré patterns.

There is a large gap between the tiles, and a few fingers can be inserted into it. An Baichen tried to tilt the tiles, and the tiles were a little loose.

There's weirdness here!
An Baichen calmed down his heartbeat, regained some strength, and lifted up the tiles in one go, his fingers had already worn out the skin.

"Garrah!"

After a crackling sound, the tiles were flipped open, revealing the cement and black soil inside.

There was an abnormal bulge somewhere in the soil, and An Baichen pushed the soil away with his hands, revealing a head, which was a skull.

It was still half buried in the black and filthy soil, with mud in its eye sockets and mouth.It was on its back, with its black eyes open, as if screaming silently in pain.

This is the endless dark time that has been buried for more than three years. No one knows where it is, and no one knows what kind of pain and suffering it has experienced.

Can only be engulfed by endless darkness, eyes wide open alone, listening to everyone's frequent entry and exit of the women's toilet, listening to everyone's stories, even being stepped on by countless people, but no one knows that it is here!
"This is me."

Yan Yumo's voice rang in An Baichen's ears, it was full of pain and endless sorrow.

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