i have a dead world

Chapter 45 My Heart Is Only Studying
"Its body is actually this letter! How did you find out?" Yan Yumo looked at the scene in front of her in surprise, and looked at An Baichen with admiring eyes. An Baichen was very useful.

"Do you remember when I woke up very tired in the dormitory?"

An Baichen explained with a smile: "We have always ignored one point. Since this guy can leave a breath by my side from the beginning, and you have always stayed by my side, why can't we find this guy?"

"Actually, this guy has always been by my side. If my guess is correct, it shouldn't be attached to the envelope, the envelope is it!"

An Baichen lowered his head to look at the envelope, and said: "If I'm not mistaken, it has always stayed by my side, affecting my perception and mental state in a subtle process, and at the same time absorbing my physical strength. "

"I think you should do this for the layout of the illusion tonight. If I'm in a good state, I won't fall into your trap."

The weird woman's expression on the pink envelope disappeared, and everything returned to calm. It looked like an ordinary envelope, as if it hadn't heard An Baichen's words.

"Pretend to be dead?"

An Baichen sneered, and pressed down the ghost sickle: "Now I ask you, are you willing to be my undead!"

If An Baichen wants to subdue the wild undead into the undead world, he must obtain the approval of the undead themselves.

There was no movement in the pink envelope.

An Baichen was fooled by the Envelope Undead all night. If it wasn't for An Baichen's own means, he might have been killed by the Envelope Undead.He obviously didn't have the patience to persuade and tempt the undead, so he simply resorted to more straightforward and brutal methods.

"Don't you want to?"

An Baichen nodded: "Okay, then you go to die."

"Shh!"

The ghost sickle was raised high, and An Baichen raised the sickle and slashed at the pink envelope without hesitation.

An Baichen was not joking, he would never waste time on a disobedient undead, let alone bring this unstable guy with him.

If the envelope undead does not obey An Baichen's order, then An Baichen can only destroy it.

Perhaps it was An Baichen's determination that made the undead on the envelope change his mind, and a line of red characters quickly appeared on the envelope.

"Wait, I am willing to be your undead!"

"Shh."

The Nether Sickle landed on top of the pink envelope, and the sharp tip of the sickle had slightly pierced a corner of the envelope. Wisps of red smoke rose up, and An Baichen vaguely heard a woman's painful screams in his ears.

"Can you take it away? You hurt me." The font on the envelope changed again, and the tone was aggrieved.

"Look, if you had been obedient earlier, why would you be offended like this?"

An Baichen put away the Nether Scythe with a smile, turned on the phone, and chose to subdue the wild undead.

[Subbing the undead is in progress, please wait patiently for the manager. 】

Due to the compromise of the envelope undead itself, the process of subduing it did not take too long, and soon a new notification message popped up on the phone.

[Congratulations to the manager, successfully subdued. 】

An Baichen opened the world of the undead and checked the information of the undead in the envelope.

Name: Unnamed (level 1 special binding spirit)
Age: 0.

Identity information: bound spirit

Faction Affiliation: God of Death—An Baichen

Undead talents:

[Mind Induction]: It is a special undead with a fragile body and exceptionally strong mental power. It can induce the mind of any living body and make it hallucinate.

Undead skills:
[Physical Strength Absorption]: It can slowly absorb the physical strength of any living body around it, and the longer it takes, the more physical strength it can absorb.

[Spirit-binding space]: Any living body close to it will be pulled into the spirit-binding space. The longer you stay beside it, the more real the illusion in the spirit-binding space will be; Create relatively real illusions inside, and illusions can cause damage to life forms trapped in the spirit-bound space.

"very good."

An Baichen nodded in satisfaction, and it was another special undead that could be added to the VIP monthly package service.

Wraiths are a special kind of undead, different from ghosts; wraiths are incorporeal creatures born of evil and darkness.They do not have any form, and must be attached to a specific object or a specific location in order to survive.

This is a bound undead, unable to move freely, with great external flaws, but also a great talent for soul strength.

The bound spirit that An Baichen subdued has no name information, that's because it is not a complete soul body, it is just a remnant created due to resentment, prayer or other special factors, it does not have soul information, so it has no name.

An Baichen guessed that the reason for the existence of this bound spirit may be that the expectations and regrets related to youthful love in the college days of the majority of students continued to accumulate and ferment, and finally a bound spirit was born.

"Don't you have a name? I'll get you one."

An Baichen pondered for a while, this bound spirit obviously has a certain thinking ability and can think independently, not a low-level bound spirit that only relies on instinct to act.

This kind of binding spirit can have a name.

"Okay, I've decided."

An Baichen nodded, and changed Bie Ling's name: "From now on, I'll call you Little Pink."

Yan Yumo was silent.

On the pink envelope appeared a line of unreadable distorted small characters: "."

Subdued new wild undead, bringing a new breath of undead to the undead world.

"500 points of undead breath have been added to the account, and the world's lifespan limit has been increased by 15 days."

An Baichen glanced at the world's information roughly, and there was no disturbance in his heart. A mere 500 points of undead breath was not too much for him.

An Baichen also gradually discovered that the greatest value of subduing wild undead is not in obtaining new undead breath, but in the wild undead itself.

Each wild undead is a special and independent individual, with different talents, and its potential is much greater than that of mass-produced skeleton soldiers, and it is more valuable for transformation and use.

However, the current An Baichen will not be so extravagant that he can casually transform wild undead. He currently only intends to use wild undead as his krypton gold trump card, tempting and urging the gold masters to summon special undead, and pay more sacrifices for this.

"Come on, let's go back."

An Baichen looked down at the time, it was almost 12 o'clock in the evening, he took sister Yan Yumo and little pink into the world of the undead, and hurried back to the dormitory.

The door outside the dormitory has been closed long ago, and the housekeeper has already gone to rest, but none of these can stop An Baichen.

He called Chen Fan and others to get up, and asked them to come to the corridor to help him climb over the wall of the dormitory. With skilled cooperation, An Baichen quickly returned to the dormitory.

"Old An, did you go to see the girl who sent you a love letter last time?"

"Yes."

"How, have you met anyone? Is the girl beautiful? Does she have any single girlfriends?"

Facing the shy and eager inquiries from his roommates, An Baichen said solemnly: "I don't know."

"Then what are you doing over there in the middle of the night, and you don't even help us solve our single needs!" Pi Guangxi was very satisfied: "Lao An, you are so uninteresting, you are almost eating meat yourself, think about us too." These single monks."

"I did go to the appointment, but I only did it to turn her down sternly."

"Really?"

"Really, I told her, it's impossible between us, because I only have study in my heart."

An Baichen rolled onto the bed, ignoring the disdainful and suspicious gazes of his roommates, and lay contentedly on the bed to sleep.

How is it possible that a bound spirit can soak up the god of death?

When An Baichen was going to bed, a new notification message popped up on his phone.

(End of this chapter)