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

The blindfold stared wide-eyed eerily; though it couldn't see, its expression was definitely one of wide-eyed stare, and its mouth was agape enough to fit a fist.

The old man in the suit adjusted his glasses, which almost slipped off his nose.

"You're human?!" The eerie voice behind the eye mask changed tone.

Zhang Yangqing shrugged, his expression seeming to say: What else?

The blindfolded figure took a deep breath, trying to calm itself down.

He murmured, "I was wondering why I couldn't sense any aura from you. There was no human aura, nor any eerie aura. I thought you were some kind of strange and powerful being who had returned to simplicity."

He paused, then added, "No, you are a powerful being who has returned to simplicity! You are just a human! No wonder you didn't have to act at all, you are simply too amazing."

The old man in the suit finally came to his senses and asked cautiously, "Master, aren't you afraid of being discovered by appearing so openly in this strange world?"

Zhang Yangqing casually replied, "What's there to be afraid of? Didn't we just discover something on the bus?"

The old man in the suit was taken aback.

Immediately, he was jolted awake and realized what was happening!

The one with the strange long hair was the one who discovered Zhang Yangqing was human, which led to the separation of his head from his body.

The old man in the suit dared not think any further.

He silently added another note to Zhang Yangqing's mental note: The master is so strong that he doesn't need to pretend! If you find out, you're dead!
In fact, as long as it's a normal, eerie occurrence, you can guess that it might be human, because it doesn't have any eerie features, such as red eyes or a menacing aura.

But because his strength was too great, no one dared to ask or question him.

The feeling I have right now is indescribable.

We're on the same side!
These are our own people!

He was so excited he almost knelt down on the spot.

Zhang Yangqing looked at the two guys who were so excited they didn't know what to say, and secretly shook his head.

Neither of them seems very smart. What if they betray us?
We still need to maintain some boundaries.

With a thought, his strange consciousness immediately took over his body.

Zhang Yangqing's demeanor changed instantly; the peacefulness that belonged to humanity vanished, replaced by a pure and eerie aura that was unsettling.

He began, "Gentlemen, I'm easy to talk to, but you should also be mindful of your boundaries, understand?"

Although the aura wasn't directed at anyone, its mere natural emission sent a shiver down the spines of the bespectacled elf and the old man in the suit, instantly sending a cold sweat down their backs.

so horrible!

That sense of alienation seems to be saying: there is no distinction between the supernatural and the human in this world, only the strong and the weak. I am the strong, and you should be mindful of your own status. That's all!

The two nodded repeatedly, not daring to utter a sound.

The eerie consciousness concealed its presence, then grinned, a smile more terrifying than a demon to the two: "Shall we go?"

The blindfolded figure paused for a moment, then quickly asked, "Master, the contract hasn't been signed yet?"

The eerie consciousness waved its hand casually, saying, "No need. I was just saying I could do it for you. Your favor is worthless."

This statement can be described as a weird consciousness showing off.

I am strong and need dogs to help me, but dogs are not necessarily essential, because dogs only help me solve problems.

I've signed a contract with you; you're my dog, and I've received the leash.

In other words, if other powerful figures want to harm you, I have to protect you. It's not that you're my 'personal property,' but if my dog ​​gets beaten, I lose face too, so Zhang Yangqing doesn't think it's necessary.

If I don't sign a contract with you, it has nothing to do with me if you encounter danger; you'll have to rely on yourself. If you die, it's none of my business.

The eerie consciousness understood Zhang Yangqing's meaning, which is why it said that. The most pretentious part of this statement is that the eerie consciousness is conveying: If you want to be my dog, you'll have to see how you behave later.

If you ask what the strange consciousness learned after studying in Zhang Yangqing's sea of ​​consciousness for so long, it's naturally these skills of showing off!
Zhang Yangqing's skill lies in being able to express different feelings with the same words.

The blindfolded creature naturally understood that it had to work hard to become a dog.

After saying that, Zhang Yangqing turned and left, leaving the two humans dumbfounded.

The blindfold stood there strangely, stunned for several seconds before slowly coming back to its senses.

He watched Zhang Yangqing's departing figure, his eyes filled with no anger or humiliation, but rather with an unprecedented hope, as if to say: Okay, I'll be this dog for good!

The old man in the suit walked up to him and asked in a low voice, "Something's not right. The master said he was human, so why was that aura he exuded even more eerie than the strange one?"

The blindfold gave him a strange look, and although he couldn't see, the disdain was obvious: "I don't know whether to call you smart or stupid. Are these things we need to consider? The master has already given a hint. The so-called hint is that he has 'this' ability. There are some things you can't understand. Just listen to him and don't guess. The master doesn't like people who think they're clever, understand?"

The old man in the suit paused for a moment, then suddenly realized: "I understand! Just trust him. Our lives are in his hands. If he doesn't kill us, it proves he has no ill intentions. There's no need to speculate."

The blindfolded figure nodded strangely: "It's good that you understand that."

Meanwhile, the sunglasses-wearing weirdo, who was searching for clues, immediately rushed to greet "Zhang Yangqing" when he saw him return.

He held up a small clump of dark, gooey stuff in his hands, his face beaming with pride: "Master! This is bird droppings! Smell it, isn't it fresh!"

The eerie consciousness tilted back in disgust, its face scrunched up like a bun: "Get to the point, I don't have this hobby."

The man in sunglasses gave a strange, awkward laugh, quickly picked up the droppings, pointed in a direction and said, "I just located it. There are birds over there, probably a nest."

The eerie consciousness nodded: "Lead the way."

The man in sunglasses immediately turned around and scurried ahead.

Everyone followed.

However, at this moment, the mouthless creature strangely lagged behind the group, its eyes fixed on Zhang Yangqing's back.

He frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

Why does this person feel so much like the "original" one?
What exactly is going on?

But now was not the time to pry into information, so he wisely refrained from asking.

Following the eerie guidance of the sunglasses, the group passed through an even more twisted forest. The surrounding fog grew thicker, and a pungent smell of blood began to fill the air.

Suddenly, a violent energy fluctuation came from ahead!

"boom!"

"boom!"

"Roar!"

Those were the sounds of battle! And not just one!
The roars of the monsters, the shouts of the humanoid creatures, and the explosions of colliding energy rose and fell, intertwining together and shaking the surrounding trees!
The man in sunglasses walked over on his own initiative, his ears twitching slightly as he carefully discerned the movements ahead.

A moment later, he turned around and asked in a questioning tone, "Master, there are 'humanoid creatures' and monsters fighting ahead. Judging from the noise, it sounds pretty fierce. Should we go around them?"

His tone carried a hint of probing.

Logically, in this situation, the safest approach would be to take a detour.

After all, their goal was to find bird nests, and there was no need to create unnecessary trouble.

Moreover, anyone who can fight a monster to a standstill is definitely not someone to be trifled with.

But then the strange thought in the sunglasses was, with a master here, what is there to be afraid of?
So his question wasn't "Should we hide?" but rather "Should we go around it?" (End of Chapter)