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

As soon as Zhang Yangqing said this, the bandaged security guard sensed an ominous atmosphere.

The temperature in the air seemed to drop a few degrees, the light seemed to dim a bit, and even the bookshelves around him seemed to be closer to him.

He subconsciously took a half step back, but quickly stopped, because Zhang Yangqing didn't move and was still reading.

In front of the giant screen in China, the audience held their breath; this contest was incredibly exciting.

The bandaged security guard pretended not to understand, grinned, and said in a somewhat dry voice, "In that case, brother, let's team up, kill the others, and survive together."

As he said this, he leaned back slightly and shifted his weight to his back foot.

This indicates that the bandaged security guard was already looking for an escape route and planned to run out of the library.

He was so smart that he naturally understood what Zhang Yangqing meant.

Zhang Yangqing said, "You can gain a sense of existence by killing me," and conversely, "I can gain a sense of existence by killing you."

But a strange scene unfolded: the books at the door began to fly up from the bookshelves, one by one, floating in the air and slowly and silently gathering at the doorway, stacking together to form a thick wall of books.

That wall looked indestructible!
The pages hadn't been turned; the cover faced outwards, the spine inwards, everything was neatly arranged, and the door was blocked!
The bandaged security guard looked at the wall of books in horror, then turned to look at Zhang Yangqing.

His eyes were wide open, and his pupils contracted.

At that moment, the bandaged security guard felt his life hanging by a thread and hurriedly explained, "Brother, what do you mean? I didn't do anything! I had no ulterior motives. I only turned off the cameras to look for my teammates. I really didn't know!"

His words came out in fits and starts, as if something was stuck in his throat.

The bandaged security guard could tell at a glance that Zhang Yangqing was really planning to take action against him.

In this library, Zhang Yangqing is a god.

He doesn't need to lift a finger; he only needs to think about it, and the books will fly over and bury him inside.

Zhang Yangqing turned to a page in the fairy tale book, then looked at the bandaged security guard and said, "Do you like the world of fairy tales?"

The bandaged security guard swallowed hard, making a gulping sound in his throat, and replied, "I don't like it, but I'm not against it either."

His voice was very soft, as if he were afraid of disturbing the books floating in the air.

Right now, he's probably thinking to himself whether this guy is planning to trick me into breaking the rules or just attack me.

If I fight, what are my chances of winning? If I run, can I escape?

Did I break some rules that caused the monitor to treat me this way?

Zhang Yangqing looked at him and continued, "Don't worry, I won't kill you for now. I need to go out and explore first to determine if you are really in danger to me. You can stay in the fairy tale world for now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the fairy tale book flew out of Zhang Yangqing's hand, hovering in mid-air, its pages rustling as it turned to the page Zhang Yangqing had just opened, and then stopped.

The page depicted a forest, with a path leading through it, and at the end of the path stood a castle.

The images on the pages began to move; the trees swayed, the clouds drifted, and lights shone from the castle windows.

The bandaged security guard's body was pulled in by an invisible force; he struggled, but couldn't break free.

His feet left the ground, his body leaned forward, and he slid toward the book.

The bandaged security guard reached out, trying to grab something, but couldn't grasp anything.

His hand passed through the pages of the book, then through his head, shoulders, and body.

Finally, the bandaged security guard completely disappeared from the pages of the book.

The book now features a new figure: a security guard in a uniform, bandaged, standing on the path, gazing blankly at the surrounding forest. The accompanying text begins to record his every move.

Zhang Yangqing closed the book and snapped his fingers.

The books that had been floating in the air fell back onto the bookshelf one by one, the wall of books disappeared, the door was revealed, the wind from the corridor blew in, and the curtains swayed gently.

Zhang Yangqing put the fairy tale book back on the bookshelf and walked towards the door, as if he had solved a small problem.

Although Zhang Yangqing's actions were the most different among all the chosen ones, he did indeed obtain the most intelligence through analysis.

Zhang Yangqing actually analyzed some other intelligence here, such as: the bandaged security guard probably just arrived not long ago, and he might be trying to find teammates through his rules, which he wasn't lying about.

Because the bandaged security guard was clever, he didn't dare pretend that he had been there for a long time. If Zhang Yangqing asked for specific details, he would definitely give himself away.

Therefore, the more truthful the statements are, the more likely they are to be believed.

It can be inferred from the conversation between Zhang Yangqing and the bandaged security guard that neither of them revealed the exact time they arrived; it was all just guesswork.

Actually, teaming up with the Chosen One and the Bandaged Security Guard is a good option.

With a clear division of labor, one person attracts the strange creatures while the other repairs the cameras or helps with patrols. By looking out for each other, their survival rate will be much higher.

But the most dangerous point here is who can think of the role of permissions first.

If the chosen one thinks of it first, he will definitely trick the bandaged security guard into helping him set up surveillance, in order to gain priority in gaining a sense of presence. The bandaged security guard is just a tool.

If the bandaged security guard had thought of it first, he would have definitely tricked the chosen one into patrolling together, so that the chosen one could scout ahead for him, take the hits for him, and help him make mistakes.

The difference between this ghost story and other ghost stories is that in the past, the chosen one grew up alone, without competitors or rivals. All resources and information belonged to the chosen one.

But this time it's different. Other "people" are also growing. Whoever grows faster will have an advantage, and whoever gains more presence will have a greater chance of survival.

The bandaged security guard who was matched with Zhang Yangqing was definitely unlucky.

The bandaged security guard is smart, quick-witted, calculating, psychologically savvy, knows how to feign weakness, and knows how to seize opportunities, but unfortunately he has encountered the "ceiling" of the chosen ones in the world of supernatural tales.

While the bandaged security guard was still developing, his opponent had already reached the regional maximum level.

It's fair to say that even the BOSS has to listen to Zhang Yangqing in the library.

The bandaged security guard probably hadn't even realized how he lost when he was sucked into the fairy tale book.

As for why Zhang Yangqing didn't kill the bandaged security guard, this matter has been documented before. Without fully understanding the situation, Zhang Yangqing was also afraid of killing the wrong person and causing trouble.

Having solved this minor problem, Zhang Yangqing left the library, walked to the window in the corridor, and glanced at it from the side.

Outside the window, there was still that pure, heavy darkness, not a ray of light could penetrate.

The streetlights were not on; even the faint, flickering light had disappeared.

He looked away and began to "go through the process," walking back along the route he remembered.

Stairs, corner, corridor, door.

He walked very steadily, each step landing precisely on the spot he had already been, without deviating or missing anything.

Arriving at the familiar place, Zhang Yangqing pushed open the door and walked into the monitoring room.

As expected, there was a problem with the monitoring room. (End of Chapter)