If you become a monster, you will succeed.

Chapter 550

"Narrow! Sure enough, I'm still narrow!"

Feng Xue looked at the model of the school in front of her, and immediately realized that she had known it all along, but always regarded it as a setting for the background board——

In ancient times, strange stories were once called gods.

Perhaps for a long time, because of the proper nouns such as [consciousness], [ghost story], [label], [element], [entry], etc., he has subconsciously regarded "ghost story" and "god" as different things , Even if he met Cain, God Seth and even the young lady of the Ke family later, he couldn't change his thinking.

But now, when the rule of "doing specific things at a specific time and a specific place can condense [consciousness] to produce phantoms" appeared, a term appeared in his mind involuntarily——

"ceremony".

And the appearance of the word ritual finally shattered the cognitive barrier in Feng Xue's mind, making him truly realize that ghost stories are essentially "gods".

The difference is actually just another way of saying it.

Replace [knowledge] with [faith].

Replace [element] with [divinity].

Replace [Label] with [Godhead].

Replace [entry] with [Shenhuo].

Faith gathers divinity, divinity condenses godhead, godhead ignites divine fire, and an extremely standard system of belief in gods appears in this way.

"It turns out that the answer has already been revealed. Is this the so-called barrier of knowledge?" Feng Xue touched her chin, but shook her head again. In fact, it doesn't make much sense to link ghost stories with belief in God, or it is harmful instead. In terms of that kind of familiarity, compared with nouns such as godhead and divinity, the nouns of the [knowledge] system are actually more straightforward and easier to operate, allowing you to condense your godhead and let you label yourself, undoubtedly the latter easier to understand.

But as long as the gods and ghost stories are connected, and the omens are replaced, the structure of this level is not difficult to understand.

If this omen is regarded as a "god", then everything in the school is a "believer" of the god. By holding a "ceremony", the believer will induce the power of the god to come down and "sanctify" the objects.

After being used by believers, the sanctified items will condense more power of faith. Afterwards, believers will sacrifice the holy objects that condense the power of faith to strengthen the power of gods, so as to obtain more divine power, and sanctify more many items.

"Perfect cycle, no wonder every character has to be recycled, because its essence is part of this ceremony. From the point of view that the ghost king can enslave the player's soul before, I am afraid that many of the students in this school are follow-up players and Most of the ghosts they carry, or in other words, the levels that can be placed on the notice boards are filled by players.

"This game macro-controls every dungeon, whether it is the notice board on the player platform, or the two systems of ghosts and insects, it is essentially to cultivate more [knowledge].

"Players of the ghost system have strong obsessions, while players of the worm system have huge desires, and no matter which system they have, they all have a strong will, which is undoubtedly the best material for producing [knowledge].

"And the stepped structure of this world is also to condense cognition step by step, from ordinary people's wariness and fear of ghosts, to players' collection and use of ghosts, and finally to the reverse output after becoming a 'ghost' , The cognition is deepened step by step, and the [knowledge] is directed to the direction of the ghost through the big environment.

"The whole world is like a super-large ceremony. After layers of selection and training, players who are strong enough are created and sacrificed, and finally become the living sacrifices of ominous rituals."

Feng Xue circled around the model. Although the whole logic was very smooth, and he even had a pleasant feeling of "I have unlocked all the secrets of this world", he still felt that something was wrong.

After all, after spending so much effort and creating so many ominous venues, is the final conclusion really to cultivate an ominous omen like an infinite city?
In other words, the [Consciousness] possessed by this model at the moment has far surpassed the super-large omens that exist in the infinite city, but it still has no signs of transforming into phantoms or strange stories. As for the resurrection of the senior , not even a shadow.

"There is no problem with the plan itself, and there are no gaps in the logic. Where is the problem? Time? Maybe, after all, I haven't entered the time concept of the longevity species. Maybe the predecessors in this world are just like Miss Ke. Restart The boss of the world has been there many times, how about committing suicide in idleness?"

Feng Xue murmured in her heart, but felt that thinking like this was too negative, because this thing was just like the pink fire-breathing dragon in the garage, it couldn't be falsified or verified, and it was impossible for him to wait in this world for dozens or hundreds of years to see it. Can it be done.

At this moment, Feng Xue finally realized the significance of Tiangong's sub-light speed cruise. Even if it is this kind of experiment that took hundreds of years, as long as it waits for a year or so, it will basically be done.

"The problem is that the Tower of Babylon can't afford to wait. Who knows if Qingxing Deng will secretly snatch the city lord away." Feng Xue felt that she couldn't put her hope on Qingxing Deng's competitive spirit, nor did she think She and her previous strange talks with more than one hundred floors will wait for her.

In fact, if it was Feng Xue before crossing, she should have chosen to be bad at this time. After all, even if Infinite City really had a city lord, it might not be against her.

However, although Wu's life was short, it left him with a deep spiritual imprint. The profound experience that there is no tomorrow makes him unable to place his hope on others.

Wu is the most restless life, and only by constantly climbing to a higher place can one be able to suppress the anxiety about one's own existence.

"People live for peace of mind."

Feng Xue narrowed her eyes, reached out from her pocket and took out a pile of packing cloth twisted into the size of a lychee. Although the storage pocket has a limit on the size of the entrance, it has advantages that other storage items cannot match——

It has no capacity cap.

Therefore, after Feng Xue's "garbage freedom", she often used packing cloth to pack all kinds of bits and pieces and stuff them in, including some comedians.

Pieces of useless sundries were thrown into the sand table by him, and the slippery roots finally wriggled slowly. In Feng Xue's vision, those phantoms entangled by the roots would be injected with a large amount of water. The mosaic data caused the structure of the phantom to collapse, and then the tentacles only needed a little force to completely destroy the originally indestructible phantom.

At the same time when the phantom is destroyed, a large amount of data will overflow crazily, pouring into the mosaic data like a black cloud, becoming a part of it.

Seeing this situation, Feng Xue stopped her prodigal behavior of throwing phantom objects, but took out another packing cloth, and with a shake of her hand, a large number of black balls fell into the sand table.

Yes, the black ball, since Feng Xue got the golden finger, she has not stopped refining illusions, but most of them will disintegrate into this kind of black ball that he calls "seed of ominous omen".

To put it bluntly, this thing is a collection of dirty data, which can only exist in an environment rich in [knowledge] like the Infinite City, and it will directly evaporate in the real world.

Although the output is high, this thing is of no use to him as a monster. As for using it to poison...

Pigs don't even know how to eat this kind of thing!

However, seeing that it could produce a bad omen in mass production, Feng Xue still didn't throw it away directly, but stored it in a packing cloth. In case of encountering a ruthless character like the young miss of the Ke family, this thing might have a miraculous effect.

But now, countless black balls were thrown onto the sand table by him.

(End of this chapter)