The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 1025 Human Fireworks
I heard an explosion in the distance.

A satisfied smile appeared on Zheng Wanshou's lips.

"Thank goodness for that thing..."

Watching the flames leap rapidly, and the dark figures appearing and spinning around like headless flies, he felt even more delighted.

Using his strength, he leaped away from the trouble and slipped into another shop.

These legs are so much more useful now.

Although his appearance was quite unsightly and not in line with human form, fortunately his robe was long enough to completely cover him once it fell down.

But he still did not discard the cane in his hand.

Just like he didn't throw away the sunglasses on his face.

Sometimes, showing weakness is a tactic.

Of course, if it's against Zhang Anna and her group, showing a strong side would be a different strategy.

In short, Zheng Wanshou understood one principle well—

Only by being flexible and adaptable can one survive in the long run.

Just like this trial space left by our ancestors, many people go there for the reputation points, while others may not.

For example, him.

Using the forbidden technique "Heavenly Demon Corpse Dissolution Technique," he first gradually "dissolved" his body, severing his life force and thus cutting off the connection with his mind.

Only at this point can one use another body to replace oneself, and even the dissociation of each part of the body can be specifically replaced.

This method is extremely painful.

They might even die completely and become real corpses because they don't have time to find a replacement body.

Because a suitable body would actually fall into the category of "Heavenly Demon".

The so-called "demons from beyond the heavens".

And now it is a collection of obsessions from the abyss.

To find it, one must naturally seek it in the mysterious realm.

However, many strange creatures have their own rules. If he forcibly changes them, he will only trigger the rules, either dying instantly or being affected, causing mental confusion or even assimilating into a strange creature.

Therefore, this mysterious realm with its transactional nature is perfect; as long as the body is exchanged through rules, the transformation can be completed safely.

This information came from his multiple visits to this trial space and from other fellow disciples who had also passed the trials.

Unexpectedly, it actually happened, and it became a reality.

Although his current behavior has long deviated from the ancestral requirement of "perfect in both form and spirit", he has made his body fragmented.

But our ancestors are all gone.

For those who are still alive, continuing to fight for survival is of course more important.

Now that he has acquired a certain means of survival, he can naturally embark on the path of gaining reputation points.

This strange and complex situation would be best resolved if it could be solved.

As for how to solve it—

Zheng Wanshou sneered.

The answer has always been obvious.

Of course, he certainly couldn't do it himself.

At this moment, he took out a talisman from his pocket.

The talisman had a shrine drawn on it, and now there was only a little black cat curled up sleeping on it.

He got this from the owner of the snail rice noodle shop.

It was probably left behind by those women.

"I guess they're trying to win over Guixin in this way."

Zheng Wanshou sneered.

He naturally understood that there were two forces in this strange realm, and it was only natural to want to use one of them to resist the other.

And this side is so friendly—

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so relentlessly exploiting these shop owners.

They certainly seem to be the most suitable partners.

However, he was not optimistic about it either.

So it's better to just charge straight for the core...

Zheng Wanshou wrapped an explosive talisman in a piece of meat and threw it on the ground.

It goes without saying where this piece of meat came from.

He then flicked the talisman with a cold laugh.

The black cat was immediately jolted awake, got up, stretched, arched its back, and then jumped out of the talisman.

As soon as it jumped out and saw the piece of meat, it rushed over, grabbed it in its mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Then Zheng Wanshou threw another piece of meat, which landed in the plastic curtain of a nearby shop.

The little black cat darted inside in a flash, transforming into a wisp of black smoke.

Meanwhile, Zheng Wanshou had already quietly left.

……

Not long after the explosion, a small black cat covered in soot appeared, carrying a small mouse in its mouth, and placed it in front of Qiao Yu as if presenting a treasure.

She gave Xiaotian another provocative look.

Xiaotian barked twice, indicating that he could also catch mice.

"Alright, stop being so nosy."

Qiao Yu patted Xiao Tian.

He also stated that he would not eat mice, and asked the little black cat to take the mice away, but that he would need to attract more mice.

Liu Sheng sat to the side, smiling:
"Great, the hygiene inspections can begin now."

Sure enough, it wasn't long before Huo Shu's screams and cries of pain gradually subsided, indicating that the tormentor was gone.

Liu Sheng gently pushed the door open.

They actually pushed it open.

Because the forces protecting this place have been diverted and concentrated on inspecting the night market.

The long corridor outside, like the office, looked charred, with black marks and dust everywhere.

Liu Sheng walked behind Qiao Yu.

Looking around, there didn't seem to be any signs of human presence. The corridors were crooked and twisted, sometimes ending at a staircase, sometimes at an elevator, or even at a room.

Because this building is not a defined space at all, but rather a threshold space forcibly constructed within the rules.

Fortunately, Xiaotian was there.

I walked and sniffed along the way.

We finally arrived at the men's restroom.

There was only one toilet stall at the back, but when you opened the door, you found a very hidden elevator.

Liu Sheng covered her nose as she entered the elevator and saw that there was only one button on the panel.

That means going down to the -144th floor.

Qiao Yu tossed the copper coin in her hand several times, and only pressed the button when she finally got heads up.

"Phew, we're safe now."

Although Liu Sheng didn't quite understand the tricks of these Celestial Masters' disciples, he roughly understood that it was a kind of divination.

After all, the threshold space is full of uncertainty and malice. It's like a box containing a cat and a "source particle". When it travels through different dimensions to observe, there is a certain probability that it will observe the "source particle" as a strange particle and turn the cat into a strange creature.

In other words, it's possible that going down the elevator might lead them to an area that isn't what they want, or even a worse one.

Liu Sheng couldn't help but sigh, if he had brought Qiao Yu into the threshold space of [A Golden Crow] earlier, he might have avoided many detours.

The elevator continued downwards, and after what seemed like an eternity, the smell of burning grew stronger and stronger.

Even touching the wall with your hand, you can feel how hot it is. Luckily, they are quite resilient, otherwise they might have been cooked through.

Even so, when the elevator doors finally opened, the two of them still felt a sense of relief, as if they had been saved.

It was pitch black outside.

The ground felt soft underfoot; it was all embers from the fire.

On both sides were rows and rows of shops, but because they had been burned, almost only the frames remained. Only the dark cabinets, tables and chairs inside revealed that these were once snack stalls, general stores and the like. Looking up, there was no ceiling, but an open sky, with dark clouds pressing down, almost within reach.

This is the real No. 144 night market.

Or rather, the core of this bizarre place.

A gentle breeze blew, and a newspaper clipping drifted to my face.
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Fireworks light up the hometown night: Entrepreneurs fund night market construction, creating a new boost for local tourism.

Home is where the heart is. A young entrepreneur who made his fortune of millions after leaving the mountains chose to repay his hometown with such simple and down-to-earth ways.

The ■■■■ Night Market, recently opened by local entrepreneur Mr. ■■■, has not only illuminated the village's simple nights but is also expected to become a new fulcrum for boosting the local tourism economy.

No matter how far you go, your roots will always be here.

When asked about his initial motivation for returning to his hometown to invest in the night market, Mr. ■■■'s eyes were filled with nostalgia for his hometown.

"Although my business is just starting out and I don't earn much, I still want to come back as soon as possible to repay my fellow villagers. I grew up eating food from many families, and now I hope to bring tourists from all over the country to eat the food from many families in our ■■ Mountain."

Upon entering the ■■■■ Night Market, the first thing that catches the eye is a colorful archway. According to Mr. ■■■, it incorporates the most popular internet-famous elements he has seen in the city.

Passing through the archway, you'll find a dazzling array of snacks on the street. Further in, you'll discover areas showcasing intangible cultural heritage craftsmanship and a music plaza. Once fully set up, these areas will surely allow visitors to experience the local customs and culture of [Shantou] from multiple perspectives, including "food, entertainment, and fun."

"Over the years, there has been a lot of transit tourism, even interplanetary tourism, but how many people have paid attention to our local scenery? I hope this place can make people slow down, stay, and truly experience the nights and the people here..."
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The keywords are all covered with black and gray.

The rest had been burned and was completely obscured, but half of the photograph remained—

A tall, strong man with a buzz cut was shaking hands with an old man who looked like a farmer, and they were both holding a sign that said something about a night market.

"This looks somewhat familiar." Liu Sheng squinted and tried to make out who it was.

The world sighed silently.

Qiao Yu said directly, "It seems... that's what the barbecue shop owner and the snail rice noodle shop owner look like." She hesitated and said, "Sheng Sheng, we've seen him twice already, don't you still remember?"

Xiaotian barked a few times at this moment.

They seemed to be wondering as well.

"Ahem, this photo is too blurry."

But now I finally know which way to go.

Although these shops are all dark and look exactly the same, it's confusing.

But if you follow the direction of that store, there shouldn't be any problem.

This time, it was Xiaotian who led the way again.

After walking a few steps, Xiaotian brought back another piece of paper.

It's another clipping, with the title:

Was the fire at the ■■■■ night market a tragedy caused by inadequate local oversight or private operation?

A little while later, another clipping appeared:
"Young Entrepreneurs Build Night Markets: Are They Doing It for Their Hometown or for Themselves?"

Sentiment or Business? Unveiling the Two-Faced Life of a "Star Entrepreneur"

Reflections on the Ruins: Rural Revitalization Cannot Sacrifice Safety for the Sake of "Lively Atmosphere"

Looking at the content, it was mostly about how, after the night market was built, this young entrepreneur ignored the village committee's advice and insisted on operating it using urban market-oriented methods. However, he did not really learn from the advanced experience in the city, nor did he implement corresponding supervision measures. In the end, not long after it opened, the entire night market was engulfed in flames.

Liu Sheng frowned.

Is that really the case? Something feels off.

However, we will get the answer soon.

Before long, we finally saw the location of the archway.

All that remained was a huge black border, leaving a massive and distorted shadow in the night. It was a stark contrast to the vibrant colors I had seen not long ago.

Not far from the archway, there was a glimmer of light in the darkness.

That was projected from a shop.

It was that barbecue restaurant.

The surrounding area was filled with charred ruins, but this house remained bright and clear, as if it had never experienced a fire.

The room was still filled with smoke, and a tall figure was busy at work.

Stepping inside through the plastic curtain, the pungent aroma of sizzling oil filled the air, and I finally saw clearly that it was a headless person fiddling with skewers in front of the grill.

This time, the skewers looked much more normal.

Not those parts of unknown origin.

Instead, they were little mice.

It was sizzling and crackling as it burned.

Xiaotian watched from the side, his mouth watering.

"Hello, it's nice to see you again..."

After Liu Sheng finished speaking, she thought for a moment and realized that the other party didn't have a head, so it couldn't really be considered a meeting.

So the wording was carefully revised.

"Ahem, it's you again."

But the other party didn't care.

He simply said, "Well, I didn't expect you guys to make it this far."

The cold voice, emanating from the vocal cords severed from the neck, had a strange, obstructed quality.

"I didn't expect you to appear in front of us so early on," Liu Sheng added.

"Sometimes I'll use the little bit of rule-making ability I have to observe you newcomers."

"So that's it."

"Please take a seat."

Liu Sheng readily agreed and pulled Qiao Yu to sit down.

While continuously brushing a layer of sauce onto the fragrant roasted hamster, the other person said, "You guys are really something, you actually hid something like this here all along..."

He put down the rat skewer and brush, and took out the menu written on the yellow paper that Liu Sheng had given him at the beginning.

With a single flick, hidden burning runes appeared, combining to form the shape of a cat and dog shrine.

As soon as it was placed on the table, a small shrine phantom appeared, and then a furry head peeked out from it before timidly shrinking back in.

"You flatter me," Liu Sheng smiled. "When did you discover it?"

"Just now, when these cats carrying mice broke into the night market shops, they caused us a lot of trouble."

"Troublesome" refers to the hygiene inspections that must be completed.

"But those administrators won't make things difficult for you, will they?" Liu Sheng smiled and changed the subject. "Anyway, you're already their prisoner."

The other party is silent.

Perhaps it's a default setting.

“I know there are two forces operating at the 144 Road Night Market,” Liu Sheng continued.

“One force, represented by you and a group of shop owners, originally wanted to create a warm, lively and youthful night market, and really wanted to boost the economy of their hometown.”

[It's just about aesthetics...]

Liu Sheng silently added a sentence in his heart.

"The other force is the criminal gang brought in by some envious people."

"Yes."

The boss gave a soft, cold laugh.

"At the time, the village praised me as an entrepreneur, but in reality, I wasn't that rich. I was just trying my best to give back to my fellow villagers."

"But I never expected it would arouse the envy of some people?"

"Oh, right."

"Everything went smoothly at the beginning. The approvals were quick and there were no problems with starting construction. But I never expected that the real troubles would begin once the building was completed and businesses started moving in."

“These thugs, wearing armbands given to them by the village, can come and harass my shop every day.”

"Is it actually to collect protection money?" Liu Sheng asked.

"Yes," the boss sighed softly, "In short, if you don't pay, you'll get a notice to suspend operations for rectification."

“These shop owners are overwhelmed by the disturbance, and tourists are also afraid. Over time, the whole area is affected. Some shop owners who were willing to pay rent and deposits have already run away, while others would rather settle things peacefully and pay a little money for peace of mind.”

"But you might not feel the pinch at first when you're buying peace of mind, but you might not feel it later, right?"

"You're right," the boss said coldly.

It was supposed to be posted last night... but I set the wrong date...