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

Jones fell to the ground, his back hitting the puddle and splashing water, but the sleeve missed him.

The eerie shirt hovered in mid-air, its cuffs still gleaming coldly.

It turned its head to look at the bucket, its posture and pause seeming to say: I caught taiming so well, and you're fucking playing me? You're a terrible teammate, aren't you?

The eerie bucket shook, as if it were shaking its head, or as if it were saying: Brother, I want to help, I didn't mean to.

The strange shirt ignored it and turned to pounce on Jones again.

Jones got up from the ground, his back soaked through, it was hard to tell if it was sweat or water from the ground.

He was breathing heavily, his eyes fixed on the three strange pieces of clothing.

At this time, panicking won't help; you need to observe.

Jones discovered that these strange creatures weren't particularly fast, and their attack routes were simple—just straight lines—but their large numbers made them difficult to coordinate.

As Jones dodged, he mentally noted: "The guy in the weird shirt bends over when he rushes at you; he won't attack from above or below."

The strange long robe extends slowly; you just need to run faster than it.

The eerie bucket can only appear where there is water.

After three rounds, he figured out the pattern.

While he was hiding, he saw the washing machine.

The one with a missing corner, supported by a wooden board underneath, and with its cover on the ground, is the one in the surveillance footage.

The positions and angles of the tilt are exactly the same, and even the color and thickness of the wooden board are almost identical.

Jones's heart raced.

He looked up and saw a round, black camera in the corner of the ceiling; its red indicator light was off.

It's probably not broken; someone just turned it off.

Just as Jones was pondering, the clothes behind him caught up again.

Besides the strange shirt, pants, and bucket, there was also a strange scarf.

The scarf snaked across the ground and reached Jones's feet in the blink of an eye.

Jones didn't have time to think and started running, running in circles.

He ran around the array of washing machines, the clothes chasing after him, some fast, some slow, some difficult to turn, some blocked by the washing machines.

A bizarre scarf got tangled in the leg of a washing machine, and a bizarre shirt bumped into a bizarre long robe, getting tangled together and twisting into a knot that couldn't be untied for a long time.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Jones climbed to the top of the washing machine.

The washing machine shook slightly. He stepped on the edge of the lid with one foot and the machine body with the other, reaching out to grab the camera.

The switch is on the side, a small black toggle switch.

He dialed a button, the red indicator light came on, and the camera started.

The dark aura in the room suddenly contracted, as if it had been drawn away by something.

The clothes fell from the sky and landed on the ground, motionless.

The bucket stopped moving and remained stationary.

The scarf came loose from the washing machine's legs and collapsed limply to the ground.

Everything returned to silence, as if nothing had happened.

Jones jumped off the washing machine, his legs buckled, and he almost sat down on the ground.

He stood holding onto the washing machine for a while before his heartbeat gradually calmed down.

He walked to the door, pressed the switch, and the light came on.

Everything in the laundry room returned to normal.

Jones leaned against the wall and let out a long breath; he had survived. But on the giant screen in China, the audience saw a completely different scene.

Zhang Yangqing pushed open the door and entered. He swept the room with his flashlight and saw black smoke, clothes, a bucket, and a scarf.

Those things were no different from what Jones had encountered.

Zhang Yangqing did not dodge; he walked in, his pace as unhurried as when he was outside.

A strange shirt lunged at him. He raised his hand and casually slapped it. The shirt seemed to be knocked away by an invisible hand, crashing into the wall. The black mist dissipated, and the shirt slid down and remained motionless.

A bucket rolled toward him, and he kicked it over. The bucket flew out and crashed into another washing machine with a loud bang. The bottom of the bucket cracked, and water spilled all over the floor.

The scarf sprang up from the ground and wrapped around his ankle.

Zhang Yangqing glanced down and stepped on one end of the scarf.

The scarf twisted at his feet, like a snake whose tail had been stepped on, trying to wrap its tail around Zhang Yangqing in reverse.

But Zhang Yangqing had anticipated this. He bent down, picked up the end of the scarf, tied the strange scarf into a knot, turned it into a ball, and casually threw it into the corner.

Then he walked to the washing machine with the missing corner, looked up and saw the camera.

He stood on the washing machine, reached out and flipped the switch. The indicator light came on, the black smoke dissipated, and everything returned to silence.

Zhang Yangqing turned and walked out of the laundry room. From the time he went in to the time he came out, it was less than two minutes, and he didn't even break a sweat.

The audience in front of the big screen were stunned, and the live chat exploded with comments.

Huh? Isn't Zhang Tianshi in an ordinary human body? How can he be so strong? He slapped a flying shirt away? He kicked over a strange bucket? Is that something an ordinary person can do?

Have you forgotten? Every time the Chosen Ones finish their run, they get a +10 bonus to all their attributes. This is a huge boost in the world of supernatural tales. Zhang Tianshi has cleared the game so many times, have you ever calculated how many attributes he's gained? Although his current body is described as an "ordinary person," that means he doesn't have any supernatural abilities, and his physical attributes can't compare to other Chosen Ones!

Actually, you're overthinking it. This level isn't very strange. Jones was able to tear off the strange long sleeve, so it's even easier for Zhang Tianshi.

Holy crap, now that you mention it, I remember. When I encountered that one-eyed weirdo in the hallway just now, Zhang Tianshi casually moved his head away with one hand. At the time, I thought it was just weirdo's cooperation, but now that I think about it, it was just Zhang Tianshi's pure strength!

Are you all this meticulous? Your analysis is so accurate.

Go away, you're the one who's meticulous! That's called observation, not meticulousness!

In the world of ghost stories, the chosen ones have successively resolved the first danger, but the first one was easy; the ones that followed were terrifying.

Remember the security camera footage from the restroom? The restroom window was closed, but the stall door was shaking. That means there was at least one strange creature in the stall.

This strange creature's fighting power may not be low.

The most terrifying place was the restaurant, where the previous monitor was suspected to have died, because there was an arm on the table.

This message is a warning to the Chosen One that the 'mysterious creature' in the restaurant is absolutely capable of killing them.

The laundry room was just an appetizer, a trial run; the toilets were the main course.

Therefore, a clever chosen one, like Jones, thought about this and pondered a question: I need to improve my 'combat power'.

But here's the problem: this is a human body, so it's difficult to improve combat power.

The best solution is to find a helper.

As for how to find help?
Then we must return to the rules themselves.

Several rules remind the Chosen One that they are not the only one here.

In other words, Jones needs other people's help to safely turn on the surveillance cameras in the restrooms and restaurant.

This judgment is correct and can be considered the best option for intelligence integration rules at this stage.

Otherwise, why would the rules tell the chosen ones that they can go find someone?

With that in mind, Jones took action, not in a hurry to find a restroom or restaurant.

Zhang Yangqing, on the other hand, went straight to the restroom and the restaurant, as if he hadn't noticed the warning at all.

(End of this chapter)