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

After receiving the VIP card, Zhang Yangqing casually said thank you.

The middle-aged man smiled and waved his hand: "You're too kind, sir. Just mention my name when you go. I still have some influence there."

Back in room 722, Zhang Yangqing asked the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes to call everyone over.

Soon, the room was packed with people.

The woman in gray and the woman in white stood together, very close to each other, suggesting they've been on good terms lately.

The man in sunglasses and the man in an eye mask sat to one side, one with his eyes closed and the other with his eyes open, but both remained silent.

The mouthless creature stood eerily by the door, its eyes somewhat unfocused.

A strange figure stood in the center of the room, his tall body taking up a large area, and no one else dared to approach him.

The blond-haired man stood strangely beside him, occasionally stealing a glance at the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes before quickly looking away.

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes stood a little behind Zhang Yangqing, holding the Holy Sword and Holy Armor, as quiet as a statue.

Zhang Yangqing glanced around and said, "The reason I called everyone here today is because I've explored this place quite thoroughly and am planning to leave. Whether you want to leave or stay is your choice."

As soon as the words were spoken, the woman in gray spoke first: "Great Master, I'll go with you! I came to Yudu in the first place, and now that I'm here, there's nothing else to do."

This depends on the woman in gray's 'favorability,' or even 'dependence.'

She seemed to feel that there was no great danger around Zhang Yangqing, so she followed him as long as she could.

In fact, the woman in gray didn't know that Zhang Yangqing was the most dangerous person.

Humans are afraid of the supernatural, but the supernatural are also afraid of humans, especially some powerful ones.

The other chosen ones explored here timidly, afraid of exposing their identities and being corrupted, so they secretly found a place to use the Holy Sword each time to remove the corruption from their bodies.

Zhang Yangqing used it openly and honestly, so these strange beings would think that this great god must have stolen the treasure from the human race, and that the great god was awesome.

That's what makes Zhang Yangqing so terrifying. He has treasures and he's not afraid of you coveting them. Do you dare to covet them?
The guy in the sunglasses actually guessed what the Holy Sword was, but he only observed it and didn't dare to covet it.

Hearing Zhang Yangqing's words, the woman in the white dress nodded and hugged the box in her arms tightly: "I'm leaving too. I still need to find my father."

The man in sunglasses and the man in eye masks exchanged a glance and said in unison, "Let's go."

The mouthless creature made a strange gesture: "Let's go, I'm going to the casino to win the child back."

Only the old man in the suit remained silent for a moment, then shook his head and said softly, "Master, I'm not leaving. I want to stay here."

Zhang Yangqing nodded and didn't try to dissuade him; this was a good choice for him.

Copperface frowned strangely and asked, "It hasn't been seven days yet, can you leave?"

His tone carried a hint of doubt and a touch of probing.

Zhang Yangqing glanced at him, a slight smile playing on his lips: "I want to leave, and this place can't stop me."

Copper Skin's eyelids twitched strangely, but he didn't say anything more.

He wants to question things, but he doesn't dare to say it out loud; that's just how he is.

The group arrived at the entrance of the guesthouse.

The door they had seen when they came in had become a painting.

The picture shows a closed door, exactly the same as the painting in each room.

The eerie old man at the door was still sitting at the front desk, his eyes closed, as if he were asleep.

But his thin, bony fingers tapped lightly on the table, a slow, rhythmic tap, as if he were timing something, or perhaps waiting for something.

He had a pretty good idea of ​​what these people were up to, but he had been guarding this place for countless years, and had seen countless people come in and leave before they were ready.

Who can walk out without following the rules? The eerie old man squinted, perhaps just waiting to see how these people would fare and go back.

Zhang Yangqing walked up to the painting and raised his hand.

His fingers lightly traced across the screen, as if caressing something.

Then, his finger stopped on the closed door in the center of the image, and with a little force, drew an arc downwards.

In the picture, the door is open.

It's not that the door in the painting has opened, but rather that the entire painting has transformed into a real door.

The edges of the door frame began to glow, and the light patterns seemed to come alive, flowing and spreading across the door frame.

Then, the door slowly opened outwards, revealing a gray sky and distorted streets outside.

Fresh air rushed in from outside, carrying the unique scent of Yudu, a mixture of blood and decay.

The eerie old man's eyes suddenly snapped open!
His cloudy eyes were fixed on the door, his withered fingers stopped tapping, and he stood there frozen like a stone statue!
He's guarded this place for so many years, and no one has ever been able to leave early! Never!

But this young man did it!

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he only let out a hoarse sound, like a sigh!

Everyone else was stunned as well.

The woman in gray stared wide-eyed, her mouth slightly agape, before finally managing to utter a single sentence: "They're out already?"

The woman in the white dress looked on in disbelief.

The man in sunglasses and the man in eye masks exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

Copper Skin's strange expression changed several times, but in the end he said nothing. Actually, he was very curious, but he was too embarrassed to ask.

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes followed Zhang Yangqing out the door, feeling the bloody smell in the air outside, and suddenly looked back at the entrance of the guesthouse.

The door was slowly closing, and the light patterns on the door frame gradually dimmed.

She suddenly remembered what Zhang Yangqing had said in the world of the painting and couldn't help but ask, "Brother, is this what you meant by changing the order of spatial coordinates?"

Zhang Yangqing glanced at her and said calmly, "No, you're overthinking it."

He paused, then explained, "Now that I know the contents of the contract, I can simulate the state of the contract that will take place seven days from now and leave."

Changing spatial coordinates requires spatial abilities and spatial artifacts, which Zhang Yangqing does not yet possess.

In fact, his use of "simulated contract state" is just a simplified version of the term.

In practice, it requires sensing the energy fluctuations of the contract, finding loopholes in the contract, and then using some means to deceive the rules. These details are too complicated for these people to understand.

He was simply expressing himself in a way that they could understand.

But even this statement is enough to leave everyone speechless with shock.

What does "simulating the contract state" mean? Is that even possible?
After leaving the guesthouse, the group walked along the street for quite a while.

The sky over Yudu was still overcast, with neither the sun nor the moon visible.

Zhang Yangqing also couldn't understand how these strange creatures could distinguish between day and night.

The buildings lining the street were twisted and eerie, like a group of sleeping monsters.

The air was thick with the stench of blood and decay. Occasionally, a few strange, indescribable creatures would dart across the street corner, but they paid no attention to the eerie pedestrian, much like humans would to a cat or dog.

Zhang Yangqing suddenly stopped and turned to look at Tongpi strangely: "Why are you still following me?" (End of Chapter)