With the full level of enlightenment, you can rub the fruit of transcendence with your hands!

Chapter 582: Giant Enterprise War
At the same time, the cyber world is undergoing a subtle transformation. The mysterious force field awakens the elderly who were left homeless after their land was forcibly expropriated by giant companies.

He walked trembling on the road, knocking on every closed door, hoping that some kind-hearted person would take him in. Some people shouted at him to leave, and some even took up weapons and shot the old man.

The old man's body fell to the ground and gradually turned into nothingness, then condensed in another place and continued to knock on the door. No matter what the attitude of the owner of the room was, when he walked by, a black handprint would be left on the door. He was a homeless old man and also a door-knocking ghost.

Some people are venting their emotions on the virtual network. Those virtual games can satisfy any emotional release. No matter whether it is violence, debauchery, killing, or torture, they can all be realized realistically. After all, it is just a piece of virtual code, and those who die are just virtual characters. What does it matter?
He was looking at his masterpiece with satisfaction. The blood covered the entire room and the body parts were deliberately placed together, as if it was a pagan sacrificial ritual.

After another lingering look, he exited the game. Behind him was the body of a young girl whom he had secretly abducted. However, she had now turned into hero fragments, and it was impossible for her to be resurrected even if they were collected.

He soon discovered that no matter how he operated, he couldn't exit. The virtual space was filled with thick fog that made it difficult to see clearly, and he could only vaguely see that it was an intersection.

Footsteps sounded, and a curvy figure walked out of the fog and stood in front of his virtual body. A clear and pleasant voice came: "Do you think... I am beautiful?"

He looked up and what came into his sight was a beautiful face. The grey mask covered half of the face, but even the upper half that was exposed was beautiful enough. His body, tortured by addictive drugs for a long time, caused him to have intermittent hallucinations and he could not even distinguish between reality and fiction.

"Beautiful, very beautiful."

He muttered, looking at that flawless face, he suddenly had the idea of ​​creating art again, he wanted to torture her, tear her apart, make cracks appear in this perfect thing, let her fall into the mud.

Unfortunately, he didn't have any suitable tools and could only sigh sadly. Soon, he found that the fog was getting thicker and thicker, and the beauty in front of him suddenly took out a pair of sharp scissors, with faint traces of dried blood and dark marks of rust on the blade.

"Look, am I still beautiful now?"

The woman suddenly pulled off her mask, revealing a huge crack from the corner of her mouth to her ear, destroying her unparalleled perfection.

The man suddenly became excited. He saw art: "Beautiful, very beautiful, the beauty of art that I pursue, even more beautiful than before!"

"Then you should become as beautiful as me!"

As the flesh and blood were torn apart, the corner of the man's mouth in reality seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, and blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth, soaking his front.

This is the ghost wandering at the intersection, the slit-mouthed woman.

Elsewhere, a parchment scroll was unfolded, and a pen was writing on it, leaving a bloody handwriting: When you see this line, I will be dead...

Red candle ghost tears!

Human skin lantern!

Coffin nails!
Ghost doll!
Red dancing shoes!
When twisted electronic creations carrying evil flow into reality, evil creatures with strange functions awaken one by one, but at a huge cost.

Starving ghost!
headless rider!

Death song ghost!

The immortal one!

Ghost gate guard!

Malice, hatred, death, desire, and accumulated filth began to erupt and merge with the electronic ghosts, awakening countless fierce beings. They roamed, hunted, and killed according to their own rules, bringing their hatred for the living and everything into reality.

The barrier between virtual and reality was broken, and ripples began to appear on the long-silent lake surface, eventually turning into a surging river tide that was about to wash away everything.

People who died in silence and their souls lingering in resentment returned to the human world with the help of electronic ghosts, and eventually turned into indescribable evil spirits, launching the most vicious revenge.

At this moment, hundreds of ghosts are roaming at night, at this moment, mystery is revived, at this moment, terror is coming!
In the evil world, the alienated world, electronic evil spirits are rampant, and the mutations are still continuing. Even if the disaster only affected a few places, after the evil spirits committed crimes and killed people, the dead bodies were infected by the virus data carried by the evil spirits, absorbing all kinds of negative emotions, completing the data, and eventually new ghosts were born.

This is a carnival of evil spirits, a feast of viruses, alienation, memetic infection, and endless dissemination.

The chaos of the cyber world ends from this moment, and what follows is the most chaotic decline started by the evil spirit!

However, in just a few days, the existence of evil spirits has been known to the whole world, and various analyses of their properties and summaries of their transmission channels have been placed on the desks of the heads of major companies.

But they had no time to take these into consideration. Only a few people were killed by evil spirits. Even if there were more evil spirits, they were still insufficient compared to the population of the cyber world. The number of casualties they caused in a short period of time was not even as much as the number of people that could be cultivated on an assembly line in the flesh and blood workshops of giant companies.

Moreover, those who have died so far are all the unlucky ones at the bottom of society. For that kind of consumables, the benefits generated by their death are greater than the waste caused by their life. Therefore, except for a few extremely large companies that are conducting research on evil spirits, other people's attention has turned to other places. After all, the world is already chaotic enough, what does it matter if it becomes more chaotic?
What they care about is the survival of everyone, especially their own life and property, because Nebula Heavy Industries and the Emerald Alliance headed by the Collector have officially gone to war!

The reason for the war is still unclear. All we know is that the base that was the site of the first battle has been razed to the ground by the Collector's artillery fire, along with the scientific researchers and countless sex dolls inside, which were turned into dust and decomposed. Only a bottomless pit was left in its place. Now, due to the seepage of underground water, it has become a radioactive lake emitting green light.

The endless battle between two giant corporations is enough to burn the small ball under everyone's feet into glass. Even if the managers of the giant corporations have bases on other planets, they cannot accept watching their property being damaged and their industries stagnant.

On the one hand, they kept asking questions to both warring parties in the hope of ending the dispute, on the other hand, they kept submitting their latest weapons data to both sides, mediating the war like a schizophrenic. After all, if they had to bear the losses, they had to make them back somewhere else.

Until the key node of the battle between the two sides was exposed.

(End of this chapter)