I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

When the man with earrings heard Zhang Yangqing asking how to compete, he was stunned for a moment.

He thought Zhang Yangqing knew the rules, so he came to this place.

But when I saw Zhang Yangqing's taxi and his slightly unfamiliar attitude, I realized that he was very brave to come here without knowing the rules.

The man with earrings shrugged, as if to say, it's a good thing you met me, otherwise you would be unlucky.

He pointed to a place that looked like a ticket booth and said, "Do you see that place that looks like a ticket booth? Just give the people inside money and they will give you a car sticker. Put the sticker on your car and you can enter the Death Track. Otherwise, normal cars cannot enter the Death Track."

At this point, the man with earrings looked down at his phone and added, "The death track will open in twenty minutes, so hurry up and get ready."

Then he patted Zhang Yangqing on the shoulder and said with a hint of joking in his racing driver's tone: "Good luck to you, and don't flip over on the road."

After the man with earrings finished speaking, he turned and left, returning to his racing car.

Zhang Yangqing watched him walk away, thinking secretly in his heart.

Are these twenty minutes a time for the Chosen Ones to rest? Definitely not.

The Chosen One needs to master the basic information of the Death Track within these twenty minutes to increase the probability of survival, as well as the usage of the golden cheetah logo and which car to put it on.

In fact, the rules and information in the world of ghost stories are closely linked. As long as you observe carefully, you can find clues.

For example, at this stage, the Chosen Ones should seek out racers who frequently race on the Death Track and ask about possible troubles that may arise on the track so that they can deal with them when they encounter troubles, or even prevent some troubles from arising.

Just like finding the vehicles that pass by frequently on a dangerous highway, these people know the correct speed and it will most likely be fine to follow their vehicles.

However, before that, Zhang Yangqing still followed the procedure and went to the "ticket office" to pay the money first.

There was a "mysterious" guy sitting in the ticket office, wearing black gloves, a mask and a hat, and his appearance was completely unclear.

A gust of cold air came from the window, and it felt like an ice cellar inside.

Zhang Yangqing walked to the window and handed in some banknotes like other racing drivers.

The mysterious man inside took the money and mechanically handed over a sticker without saying a word or even blinking.

Zhang Yangqing tried to strike up a conversation with him and asked, "Is there anything I should be aware of on the Death Track?"

However, the mysterious man was like a robot. He did not respond at all and just lowered his head to continue organizing the things in his hands.

The window was dark and I couldn't see what was going on inside.

Next, according to the correct process, the Chosen Ones should chat with other racers, find racers who have already run before, and ask about the situation.

But Zhang Yangqing returned to the car and asked the wolf demon to stand guard nearby.

The wolf demon nodded to show that he understood, and stood near the taxi.
After Zhang Yangqing entered the car, he closed the door and activated the energy in his hands.

A moment later, a furry figure appeared in the passenger seat.

The fox sat lazily on the seat, its tail wagging gently, and spoke in a vicissitudes of life voice: "What do you want to call me for?"

The expression of the God of Fertility seems to be saying: Don’t call me out when you have nothing to do, I’m very busy!

But its tail betrayed its mood, shaking faster and faster, obviously looking forward to Zhang Yangqing calling it out.

After all, even gods get lonely.

Zhang Yangqing didn't waste any words, he just handed the sticker over and asked, "This thing should also be a god's thing, right?"

He asked this because he felt that all this was too familiar.

Does the Death Track look like a special otherworldly world?
Only by obtaining special props can you enter the other world.

Whenever something like this happened, according to the rules, there was probably a god nearby. Zhang Yangqing simply called a god out to ask.

Just because other chosen ones can’t call out, doesn’t mean he can’t call out.

The Chosen Ones all play differently.

The God of Fertility took the sticker, looked at the pattern on it carefully, and then "sensed" it in his own way.

As if he had noticed something, his brows slightly furrowed. "You guessed right. This is the territory of the God of Misfortune. It is said that only people with extremely good luck can escape the disaster brought about by the God of Misfortune. Otherwise, they will encounter all kinds of bad luck until they die."

When the God of Fertility said this, the audience outside the big screen could no longer hold their breath.

: Huh? What I mean is that Jones has passed this level easily. Seeing Jones pass this level easily is more painful than killing me!

: Oh no, I didn’t expect that the hidden mission of this ghost story would be Jones’ home court.

: That's not the case. The "luck" in the world of ghost stories may not refer to luck itself, but may refer to obtaining a certain item.

: Your analysis is correct, but for people with good luck, wouldn’t the probability of obtaining a certain item also increase?

The audience was having a heated discussion about this level and didn't seem to care whether Zhang Yangqing lived or died.

That's normal. After all, this guy can kill gods, and the world of ghost stories doesn't restrict him.

What the audience should really worry about is probably the God of Disaster. If Zhang Tianshi is in a bad mood, the God of Disaster may die suddenly.

In the world of ghost stories, Zhang Yangqing casually said to the God of Childbirth: "Can you call the God of Misfortune and ask him to help me pass this level?"

God of Childbirth: “.”

Do you think I have such a big face? The God of Misfortune is one of the few great gods in this world.

The way he obtained his divine power is different from mine, he is not on the same level as me, and we are not in the same unit, so how could we know each other?

The God of Fertility then said seriously that the God of Misfortune was a negative god and he was a positive god, they had never met each other, so there was no way they could contact each other by phone.

Zhang Yangqing's next words almost broke the fertility god's defense.

Zhang Yangqing: "It seems that you are not popular either."

The God of Fertility didn't know what to say on the spot, and his expression looked more painful than if he had eaten shit.

If it wasn't possible that he couldn't beat Zhang Yangqing, the God of Fertility would really want to go up and give Zhang Yangqing a blow on the head.

You called me out just to tease me?
Is it fun to play with a weak God's clone? Why don't you challenge my original self!

Zhang Yangqing also wanted to challenge his original self, but he didn't know how to ascend.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Do you know where the God of Misfortune is?"

Hearing what Zhang Yangqing said, the God of Fertility glanced around.

Then he shook his head and said, "If God wants to hide, it's hard to sense him, unless he takes action against you. But there's a saying that fortune and misfortune go hand in hand. If you want to get a reward, it's best to follow his rules."

This was the reminder from the God of Fertility. Zhang Yangqing felt that it was about right and prepared to send it back.

But at this time, the God of Childbirth said: "I am destined to be with you, and I will accompany you on this journey."

He made it sound like it was a gift from a high and mighty person, but in fact he was just bored and wanted to ride in the car for fun.

(End of this chapter)