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

The chairman paused for a moment, then nodded quickly, his voice hoarse: "I remember, she said that their world's original savior ended the demon race, but at the peak of his life, he somehow triggered the largest-scale bizarre descent, and humans lost the right to live on the ground and could only hide underground like rats."

Zhang Yangqing's voice grew softer and softer, as if it came from a distant place: "That's right, when and why did that savior violate the 'forbidden'? Perhaps it was after obtaining a 'divine object' like the 'fruit of the immortal tree'?"

The chairman's body jolted, and his pupils suddenly contracted!

Zhang Yangqing continued slowly, each word seemingly uttered with all his might: "Perhaps the fruit of this immortal tree is the culprit behind everything. Eating it might bring not only 'life,' but also some unbearable 'price' or 'inheritance.' But I cannot be sure, because no one knows what will happen after eating it."

As he spoke, Zhang Yangqing reached out with trembling hands and took out the sealed container from his pocket.

Open it, and inside lie two fruits, still pulsating slightly, as red as blood.

An intensely vibrant life force emanated from Zhang Yangqing, creating a stark contrast with the heavy death aura emanating from him.

He picked up one of the fruits and placed it in his palm.

Almost instinctively, the chairman also picked up another one.

The chairman said urgently, his voice pleading, "Then don't eat it yet! We'll bring it back to study! The company has the most advanced analytical instruments and the smartest scientists! We'll definitely figure out its composition and mechanism of action! You know, Marek is a professional! We'll definitely find a way to use it safely!"

Looking at the tempting yet dangerous fruit in his hand, Zhang Yangqing slowly shook his head, a faint, self-deprecating, and relieved smile even appearing on his lips.

"I don't have much time left."

He raised his head, his eyes, which were about to go out completely, and looked earnestly at the chairman, the man who had come all this way from being a "tool" to a "brother" who could fight alongside him and was even willing to take risks for him.

"Let me do one last thing for you."

Zhang Yangqing's voice was as soft as a sigh, yet it struck the chairman's heart with a heavy blow.

"From now on, Marek's future is in your hands."

"Chairman."

The final "Chairman" was no longer a casual or teasing title, but rather a weighty entrustment, a hopeful expectation filled with blessings.

Perhaps, after Zhang Yangqing clears this world of supernatural tales, as a way of giving back to his teammates or partners, he will also provide the chairman with some implicit help or protection within the limits of the rules.

Zhang Yangqing took advantage of him, but he was still generous in helping those who helped him.

But more importantly, it is this responsibility and the burden of the future.

Perhaps, one day in the future, when the chairman's life also comes to an end and he faces the despair of his impending death, will he also think of this immortal tree fruit?

Would they also want to try this "only" chance of survival? But what would the result be?
Is it true that one can achieve immortality and escape the cycle of reincarnation?

Or, as the rules suggest, become a part of "it"? Completely lose yourself?
Will the tragedy that occurred in the Nine Netherworld, the realm of the Undying Mountain, where the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes was encountered, be repeated in this eerie world where humans suppress it one day in the future?
It can be said that Zhang Yangqing used the last bit of "warmth" of his bizarre body, which was on the verge of complete collapse, to "test the poison" for his friend, and to leave a last trace of tenderness for this world where he had only stayed briefly but did not want to drag it into the abyss.

Although his identity in this world of ghost stories is bizarre, at his core, he is ultimately a person with human emotions and a sense of responsibility.

He didn't want his choice to trigger a super bizarre descent into the world, turning it into a desolate place like the Netherworld.

Perhaps no one can truly understand how profound Zhang Yangqing's thoughts are at this moment, or how far he has gone in his calculations.

He didn't want to explain, not to gain anyone's gratitude or remembrance, but simply because he wanted to. Perhaps, from the moment he stepped into this world of supernatural tales, Zhang Yangqing began to understand the "setting" of this world.

Humans absolutely suppress the supernatural, but Zhang Yangqing's own identity is precisely the source of the supernatural. He has already begun to ponder deeper levels of "reincarnation" and "destiny".

In this world, it is the "normal" for humans to suppress the supernatural. But is my own appearance, as a powerful supernatural being, just a pawn used by "reincarnation" or "the will of the world" to break this "normal" state and create a new balance or disaster?
Has he been constantly scheming against this invisible "cycle of reincarnation"?
Even before deciding to consume the fruit, he had already set up these layers of seals.

No matter what I become, at least this seal can confine any potential disaster to this room.

He considered almost everything that could be considered.

This tenderness is something no one can understand.

After saying this, Zhang Yangqing no longer looked at the chairman, who was at a loss and wanted to rush up to snatch the fruit but was afraid of hurting Zhang Yangqing.

He lowered his head, looking at the throbbing crimson heart in his hand, as if making his final decision.

Then, Zhang Yangqing slowly put the immortal tree fruit into his mouth and swallowed it.

moment!

An indescribable, overwhelming vitality, seemingly capable of bursting the universe, mixed with some ancient, chaotic torrent filled with endless whispers and a frenzied will, exploded within him!

Zhang Yangqing's body trembled violently, and a dazzling, ominous red and black light burst forth from the cracks beneath his skin!

His eyes completely lost focus, replaced by chaos and madness!

In the hazy moment before his consciousness was completely overwhelmed and swallowed by that terrifying torrent, Zhang Yangqing seemed to see familiar, cold settlement words belonging to the world of ghost stories jumping out from the corner of his vision.

Without hesitation, relying on his last shred of clarity and instinct, he decisively chose to [Settle].

He realized that if he didn't settle the account soon, he might be in danger.

Consciousness, like the receding tide, withdrew from this body undergoing a terrifying transformation, exiting this world of strange tales fraught with danger.

To be honest, there are some regrets about this ghost story series.

The sudden attack by the saints disrupted his original plans and rhythm, preventing him from completing the side quest, which was to rescue the father of the boy with one white eye.

They also failed to find and obtain the clues or treasures that might contain the "laws of space" as originally planned.

But as consciousness fades, these regrets gradually become blurred and distant.

Zhang Yangqing's journey through the supernatural has come to a regretful end.

The ultimate fate of "Yin Kui's" body, and the turmoil caused by the Immortal Tree Fruit in this world, are left for the survivors of this world to face and write their own stories.

No one knows what happened in that room after Zhang Yangqing settled the accounts.

Meanwhile, the alarm at Marek's headquarters blared mournfully throughout the entire building!

(End of this chapter)