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

He is one of the four bosses of Yudu and is not afraid of anything.

His domineering and eerie gaze locked onto him instantly.

He stood up and walked over, his imposing physique clearly visible, each step carrying a heavy sense of oppression.

He walked up to the bronze-skinned monster, looked down at it, and said coldly, "Fine, I'll kill you first."

Then, he glanced at the eerie consciousness for no apparent reason and continued, "I'll kill you second."

eerie consciousness: "."

What is that?
I didn't do anything, I just looked at you, and you want to kill me?
He wasn't even angry; he just shook his head helplessly and said, "Do as you please."

He enjoys killing, but killing at this level is a waste of energy, and he's not very interested in it.

The domineering and eerie man looked at the blond-haired man again and said in an eerie tone, "I'll kill you the third one."

The blond-haired guy was engrossed in eating, not even looking up, when he casually muttered, "Awesome."

The domineering and eccentric man, thinking he had intimidated the three guys, became even more arrogant: "Don't say I'm bullying you, all three of you can come at me together!"

The blond-haired man finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He glanced at the eerie consciousness and the copper-skinned eerie creature, his tone full of sarcasm: "Brilliant, you two, he can even choose how he dies."

Normally, Huang Mao would have acted immediately without warning.

But now, he looked at this domineering and eerie man as if he were looking at a clown.

These two men next to you are real gentlemen, you really dare to say that.

next second.

The three people, under a strange consciousness, simultaneously put down their food.

Three terrifying auras were released simultaneously!
The aura of eerie consciousness was cold and profound, like an endless abyss.

The copper skin exuded an eerie aura, heavy and domineering, like a mountain pressing down.

The blond-haired man's eerie aura, though slightly weaker, was still enough to suffocate one.

The three auras intertwined and instantly enveloped the entire cafeteria!
The entire restaurant was like hell, filled with the aura of death!
The diners who were still eating were all pale-faced. Some collapsed in their seats, some crawled under the table, and some even fainted on the spot.

His domineering and eerie expression instantly turned deathly pale.

He instinctively took a step back, his legs buckled, and he sat down hard on his bottom.

He looked up at the three "ordinary diners" in front of him, trembling all over, his lips pale, unable to utter a word.

The injured female ghost rushed over and knelt down with a thud, her voice trembling: "I'm so sorry, gentlemen! My boyfriend... he's drunk!"

The blond-haired man waved his hand impatiently and strangely: "Get lost if you're drunk! I'm waiting to eat!"

He said this because he saw that neither the eerie consciousness nor the copper-skinned eerie creature truly intended to kill this guy, and told them to get lost.

The domineering and eccentric man, as if granted a pardon, kowtowed repeatedly: "Thank you, three brothers! Thank you, three brothers! We'll be leaving now! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

After saying that, he got up, grabbed the woman, and ran outside without looking back.

And just like that, Zhang Yangqing was scared away by a minor boss on the seventh floor without even lifting a finger.

While eating, the eerie consciousness asked Zhang Yangqing in its mind's eye, "Great God, why don't you capture him and extract information from him?"

Zhang Yangqing's lazy voice came over: "No need. Strange creatures with intelligence are the type that need help. Strange creatures that are looking for trouble, like that blond guy, don't have any useful intelligence. They're just the transitional type."

In other words, they are strong enough to help the chosen ones fight against danger.

The eerie consciousness seemed to understand: "I understand. I'll observe the diners and see if anyone needs help."

Zhang Yangqing could actually have solved this problem with brute force.

For example, checking each room one by one and forcing the guests to hand over information. But now that it's a strange consciousness clearing the level, Zhang Yangqing is telling him the way of thinking and doing things.

It is better to teach people to fish than to teach people.

Anyway, Zhang Yangqing can rest now, so there's no problem letting the strange consciousness use this body to pass the level.

The eerie consciousness began to carefully observe the diners around it.

Soon, his gaze was drawn to a strange figure resembling a child.

The little guy sat in the corner, looking around as if searching for something.

He had a tuft of white hair on his head and blood-red eyes, but strangely, his eyes would turn red one moment and not the next, switching back and forth.

The eerie consciousness stood up, walked over, and put on a more friendly expression: "Little friend, what are you looking for?"

The little eerie creature looked up at him, its eyes filled with a hint of wariness, but mostly with confusion.

His voice was soft, with a hint of a sob: "My father is missing, I'm looking for him."

The eerie consciousness crouched down, trying to make its tone gentle: "What happened? Tell me slowly."

The little ghost spoke haltingly, saying that he and his father were hiding here from their enemies. This morning they were very hungry, and his father said he was going out to get something to eat, but then he never came back.

Just as the eerie consciousness was about to comfort him, Zhang Yangqing's voice suddenly echoed in his mind: "I forgot to tell you the rules. This has triggered a rule: [Rule 20: Never believe anything from a semi-eerie being. They are more evil than eerie beings themselves. They walk the line between humanity and eerie beings, betraying both humanity and eerie beings. Every word they speak is a lie.]"

"This child's state is sometimes like a ghost, sometimes like a human. You can judge for yourself."

The eerie consciousness paused for a moment: "What should I do? Should I reject him?"

"Actually, there's another explanation for this rule. Can you guess?" Zhang Yangqing's voice carried a hint of amusement.

The eerie consciousness pondered for a long time, but finally gave up: "Great God, why don't you just scold me? I can't figure it out."

Zhang Yangqing didn't make things difficult for him and explained directly, "You can't believe half-strange things, because if half of this child's will is controlled, what he says will definitely be incoherent."

"So as long as you remove the pollution from him, or pollute him into a pure weirdo, then he will no longer be in a 'half-weird' state, but a normal human or a normal weirdo. In that case, his words can be believed."

He paused, then continued, "He must have intelligence. This seventh floor is indeed strange; we might get some unexpected surprises."

After listening, the eerie consciousness's admiration for Zhang Yangqing deepened even further.

Is this the way a master thinks? Truly impressive.

"So what should I do to make it the best approach?"

"Take him away, absorb the pollution from him, and bring him back to his senses."

After finishing their meal, the eerie consciousness left the cafeteria with the little eerie creature.

In a dark corner of the corridor, where no one was around.

The eerie consciousness crouched down, placed its hand on the little eerie creature's head, and began to absorb the eerie aura emanating from it.

Black mist slowly emanated from the little monster and was absorbed into its body by its consciousness.

The little eerie eyes began to change; the blood-red color was fading, gradually revealing a human-like clarity.

Huang Mao looked at the scene with a strange and puzzled expression, and whispered to Tong Pi, "Second Brother, what is Big Brother doing?"

Copper Skin squinted and observed for a while, then slowly said:

“I was wondering the same thing, but now it seems that this child is half-monster. What you need to do, brother, is to absorb the pollution from him and restore him to his human form.”

However, just as the eerie consciousness was about to absorb the last trace of pollution, the little eerie's eyes suddenly turned blood red!
That red was more intense and terrifying than ever before!
A strange and powerful will, not belonging to him, suddenly descended!
The little monster's body trembled violently, and it let out a hoarse, low laugh that didn't sound like a child's: "Hehehe! Foolish! You think I'll let you succeed!"

The eerie atmosphere is beginning to resurface! (End of Chapter)