The Black Book

Lechangfang·Theft Prevention Division

"For problems that cannot be solved officially, go to the General Division to find Yin Jing'an. I have communicated with him and he will help..."

"If you encounter trouble on the road, go to Wilson. If necessary, he can wake me up from 'seclusion'."

In the twisted and fearful eyes of all prisoners, two figures walked in the dark dungeon. Yan Yunsheng lagged behind the young man by half a step and followed him closely with a fist.

"Yes, sir."

"During my absence, the Division will be handed over to you. Remember to urge the brothers to practice."

Patting Yan Yunsheng on the shoulder, Zhu Haomiao smiled slightly, turned around and waved his hand with his back to him.

"Go out."

Having a vague premonition of what the young man might do, Yan Yunsheng did not dare to think about it. He nodded in awe and panic, and ran out of the dungeon in a hurry as if he was being chased by a monster.

At an angle he couldn't see, Zhu Haomiao's dark and deep pupils shrank little by little, and strands of purple-gold threads spread out from the depths of his pupils, eventually turning into a pair of purple-gold vertical pupils that emitted an evil glow in the darkness.

The oppressive purple-gold vertical pupils swept around, and in the desperate and twisted eyes of all the prisoners, the boy raised a sunny and cheerful smile, opened his arms and took a step forward.

"Everyone, I have a dream..."

Before the words fell, all the prisoners screamed in unison.

"No! Don't come over here! ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"…………"

The sunny and cheerful smile froze on his face, the arc of the boy's mouth corners disappeared little by little, and the majestic and evil purple-gold vertical pupils glowed with a piercing cold light.

"I haven't finished my words, what are you barking about?"

"Don't know how to behave!"

………………

Standing outside the prison gate, Yan Yunsheng looked in the direction of the stairs leading to the underground, feeling terrified.

In a trance, he seemed to see something wriggling and twisting in the depths of the darkness, like an invisible demon chewing, swallowing, and digesting something...

But looking closely, everything was so calm, even the faint screams just now had returned to silence, as if the cold fear from the bottom of his heart was just an illusion.

Gurgle~

Unable to help swallowing, Yan Yunsheng continued to take slow and long deep breaths.

At this moment, he hoped to hear the screams of the prisoners, and this cold and desperate silence suffocated him.

However, until the handsome and strange boy came out with a refreshed face, he did not hear any movement from below.

"You will have to work hard in the endgame later."

"Old rules, sudden illness, sudden death!"

Patting Yan Yunsheng on the shoulder, Zhu Haomiao smiled with satisfaction and floated away.

Behind him, Yan Yunsheng took a long deep breath to relieve the depression in his chest and saluted the boy's back solemnly.

"Your command!"

Until the boy's figure disappeared at the end of his sight, Yan Yunsheng gritted his teeth and mustered up the courage to walk towards the underground passage of the prison.

When he stepped into the dark stairs he was used to, he subconsciously held his hand on the hilt of the knife, as if this would give him a sense of security.

In a trance, he felt a majestic and cold evil breath in the air, as if the ancient gods had descended to the mortal world. Just a trace of the remaining aura made people tremble, and they couldn't help but want to kneel on the ground and pray for His forgiveness.

Until he stepped into the underground prison, the scene that came into his eyes made his heart skip a beat, and his breathing also stopped.

All the prisoners in the cells knelt on the ground quietly, lowered their heads, and clenched their fists in prayer, like devout believers, worshiping the gods they believed in.

Goosebumps popped up one by one. Yan Yunsheng opened a cell and gently pushed the prisoner kneeling on the ground. The stiff corpse fell to the ground like a stone, maintaining a praying posture, revealing his facial features soaked in black blood.

The seven orifices were all flowing with black blood as thick as crude oil. The prisoner maintained a desperate and painful expression before death, as if he was confessing something and praying for forgiveness from the great existence.

Using all his strength to suppress the throbbing in his heart, Yan Yunsheng looked around and found that all the corpses were facing the same direction.

Taking a step, Yan Yunsheng walked step by step to the center of the passage of the underground prison and slowly stood still.

In an instant, a chill rushed from the coccyx to the top of the head. He clearly saw that at the position where he was standing, all the prisoners' bodies were kneeling towards him.

The whole dark dungeon was like a terrifying altar. Countless "believers" sacrificed their lives to please the indescribable demon in the dark and pray for his forgiveness and mercy.

In a trance, Yan Yunsheng seemed to see a slender and tall figure standing where he was, happily enjoying the sacrifices and worship of the believers.

The electric shock made people shudder. He was the only living person, but Yan Yunsheng froze in place and dared not move, like a bug frozen in amber.

It was not until a long time later that the remaining majestic atmosphere in the air gradually faded, and the suffocating sense of oppression dissipated a little bit, and he trembled and exhaled a foul breath, and began to clean up the "remnants" with fear.

Looking around, Yan Yunsheng had a bitter face and couldn't help muttering to himself.

"My lord... this evil disease is too evil... how should I explain it..."

On the other side, Zhu Haomiao walked out of the door of the Anti-Theft Bureau lazily and happily, not caring about how big a mess he had left for Yan Yunsheng, smacking his lips as if reminiscing.

The mental barriers of the intelligent creatures in this world are much stronger than those in the first heaven. I used the [Grip of Immortality] to repeatedly pull them out for a long time before gradually breaking their "shells". Finally, I completed the harvest with a sacrificial ceremony today.

Blinking his eyes, the boy's vision slightly lost focus and looked at the [Book of Black].

[Arrogance]: LV.1→LV.5

[God] +10

[Agility] +8

[Greed Coins] +236

"Raise pigs for a thousand days, use them for a moment, thank nature for the gift."

Just as the boy put his hands together and expressed his sincere gratitude, a magnificent golden light that others could not observe bloomed from the depths of his soul and flesh.

The gray-white cocoon at the conceptual level quietly cracked a gap, and the violent power of breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly surged to his limbs again, making Zhu Haomiao's blood boil!

[Taixu Refining Spirit and True Rebirth Secret]: LV.3→LV.4 (Minor Success)

[Essence] +5

[Qi] +5

Clenching his fist, the surging strong power made Zhu Haomiao feel like he could tear the sky apart with one punch.

After a long time, he got used to the strength of his spirit and flesh again. Zhu Haomiao raised his head and saw Wilson, dressed in black, standing beside a spacious and luxurious carriage, respectfully patting his chest and saluting him.

"My Lord."

"Yes."

After getting on the carriage, the driver in front began to urge the horse to start slowly.

When the door was closed, a spiritual light formation that was invisible to the naked eye flashed, and the noisy sounds on the street outside suddenly dissipated.