If you become a monster, you will succeed.

Chapter 551
The black ball is the by-product produced when Feng Xue's gold finger failed to create the phantom. It is a special substance that can only survive in the infinite city environment. Although it has the same characteristics of evaporating in the real world as the fake, it It cannot exist in reality through observation and cognition like a fake.

The reason for this is that the infinite city itself is an environment rich in free [consciousness].

This is also the reason why the [knowledge] that Wu needs to consume to survive in the infinite city is only one ten-thousandth of the real world.

If you insist on a metaphor, in a supersaturated solution, the solute you put in will not dissolve.

But at this moment, these black balls did not evaporate directly as in the normal situation, but gradually smudged like oily fried chicken falling on oil-absorbing paper.

This scene was no stranger to Feng Xue, because he had done similar things a few years ago.

It's just that at that time, it wasn't confetti that was smeared by the black ball, but corpses.

It's just that Chen Xiyao's golden water was used as a catalyst at that time, but now, the mosaic that filled the entire room has begun to surge wildly.

The roots that were originally wriggling slowly like internal organs suddenly began to twitch crazily as if an eccentric vibration motor was installed.

That scene was not allowed to be broadcast after being filmed!
Feng Xue forcibly restrained the idea of ​​taking out the girly filter to observe, and threw packs of black balls into the sand table.

He has been nothing for several years, and he has accumulated countless black balls. At this time, in order to verify that possibility, he tilted all his inventory out in one go.

The school model that was almost covered by the black balls also began to vibrate with the tentacles, and the structure that could still maintain the shape of the house began to be densely covered with large and small cracks.

Immediately afterwards, even the ground under its feet trembled, as if the model was feeding back what happened to itself to the entire school.

However, Feng Xue's attention was not here at all at this time. His eyes were always focused on the mosaic group rolling like a black cloud. Murder eyes.

Seeing that all the black balls and counterfeit stocks have been thrown out, the mosaic is only rolling more fiercely, Feng Xue's expression is slightly ugly, although the volume of this omen has far exceeded all omens he has seen since his debut plus increased share, but he still didn't expect that his inventory hadn't accumulated even a splash.

A large number of mosaics are still surging, and the school model in the sand table has lost its original appearance. Now it looks more like a living thing made up of some deformed pieces of meat, with only a rough shape and a little teaching The shadow of the building.

"It would be great if I could add more fire to him." Feng Xue looked at the tumbling black clouds, and always had the death urge to throw firecrackers into the biogas pit.

It’s just that the idea is good, but although the fire of ghost stories is called flames, it is essentially the same as “heart fire”. It cannot be used to attack, nor does it have any temperature.

but……

"It can't be blamed, why not change the way of thinking?"

With the idea of ​​the fire of strange talk rising, Feng Xue suddenly had a flash of inspiration, just like Conan who was shot in the back of the head by a laser sniper rifle, she only felt that the sky was clear.

But then, he couldn't help but frowned again, because what he was about to do might irreparably destroy this precious sample.

But soon, he laughed again.

Anyway, this school is not his. There are still many levels like this in this world. Even if it is really broken, it will not mean that the research is interrupted.

Thinking of this, Feng Xue immediately made up her mind. After confirming that the adaptation function of the 22nd Century Toy is still on and there is still enough running time, he finally stretched out his hand.

Although separated by the Kamen Rider armor, the excellent toys of the 22nd century still simulated a very good vision for Feng Xue. The feeling of pressing on the greasy and oily pig fat made him slightly uncomfortable, but he He still gritted his teeth and activated his power——

【Make the best use of everything】/【Props Master】!
The power of making the best use of everything can magnify the characteristics of an item and conceptualize it to an incredible degree, such as strengthening the characteristics of a vacuum cleaner to "suck dirty things" so that it can even "dirty things" like ghosts. Can be sucked away.

The item master directly and temporarily phantoms the item, so that the ability it possesses has the priority of "setting greater than the sky" unique to phantoms.

At the moment when these two powers were activated, the tumbling black cloud suddenly stagnated, and then words began to emerge one after another, while the remaining mosaics swarmed towards the center of the model like bees returning to their nests. Press away.

The mosaic that originally required Feng Xue to keep "dribbling" to make way for a little passage was condensed together in an instant, and then it was continuously compressed, compressed, and then...

"call!"

In fact, there was no sound, but at that moment, Feng Xue seemed to hear an auditory hallucination, and then, a turbid purple flame that looked like mud was ignited, and at the same time, the black clouds all over the sky also ignited. At this moment, it disappeared without a trace.

The shaking of the ground stopped instantly, and the sand table suddenly returned to its original appearance. Except for the disappearance of the mosaic, everything seemed to be back to the way Feng Xue had just entered the room.

only……

"Those roots are gone."

Feng Xue looked at the scraps of paper that had disappeared together with the black balls in the sand table, leaving only an empty plate and the school model that was shorter than a section because of the disappearance of the scraps of paper.

It still looks like the 1:1000 architectural model, but in Feng Xue's eyes, the muddy black flame is always flickering. Goldfinger actually reacted to the fire of strange talk!
Name: Illusion·School Hell

Tags: [World], [School], [High School], [Hell], [Reincarnation], [Creation], [Cultivation], [Growth], [Learning], [Rules], [Camouflage], [Assimilation]

Introduction: Among the many strange stories on campus, there is an ultimate strange story. Its name is the college entrance examination, and what is more terrifying than the college entrance examination is that it is always preparing for the college entrance examination.

And this is the ultimate masterpiece of all campus ghost stories. Those who are captured by it will experience endless reincarnation in the time from the first year to the third year of high school.

Remarks: welcome to enroll.

　Anyone who knows the title stalk is old
　　
　
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