A ghost storyteller can lose his life but cannot lose his job

Chapter 120: The Great Fusion of Strange Stories

Now I am the Faceless Man?
This weird story didn’t “copy” my identity, but directly “stole” my identity?

So now I have no identity?
Zhong Xie immediately went back to look at his sea of consciousness. As long as he could use the strange story in the tip of his tail, he would be able to prove his identity.

However, for the first time, a pure gray lock appeared in the sea of consciousness, which was a bit like the situation when Kuster entered a near-death state before, but he could feel that the barrier between him and Kuster seemed to be thicker at this moment.

As expected, there is no need for ghost stories.

Thinking of the "Lin Youlan" holding the skull-crushing hammer in the previous photo, Zhong Xie immediately made some information about the strange stories in the dormitory under the heavy rain.

1. Ability to "steal" the identities of others. The conditions for activating this ability are unknown.

2. After stealing an identity, you can use the ghost stories that correspond to that identity, but it is unclear whether the ghost stories used in this way are "showy" or "universal".

Zhong Xie narrowed his eyes and looked into the rainstorm. He could not determine the exact location of Zhang Zitai in the rain. Originally, his ability to perceive other creatures largely relied on smell and rat sense, but this rainstorm had destroyed this ability.

On the contrary, Zhang Zitai's energy-based magic can sense the aura of magic power in other directions through the rain, so it is equivalent to opening the perspective in this environment.

Now he has two choices:
One is to reveal his identity to Zhang Zitai in front of him and get his help by revealing information.

Zhong Xie felt that he should be able to convince Zhang Zita, with a success rate of about 75%.

Second, ignore Zhang Zita and escape from his attack first, go around the bushes on the roadside, and return to the toll station first.

Since the snakeskin bag is not waterproof, many things inside it are not convenient to be exposed to the rain, so he didn't bring it with him.

There are maggots in the snakeskin bag, which is what he needs most at the moment. With the maggots, he can get his face back first.

Zhong Xie is not sure if he can restore his own strange story in this situation, but regaining the identity of "Zhong Xie" is definitely a good thing. At least he will not be mistaken by Zhang Zitai like he is now.

The good news is that even though his identity was taken away, he still maintained a strong body and possessed considerable fighting ability.

The bad news was that the rainstorm was still suppressing his strength, which he could feel when he climbed over the security fence.

There would certainly be no problem in subduing ordinary people with his current body, but the person standing in front of him was Zhang Zitai.

After all, he is an energy-type ghost storyteller of level 10 or so, and he is like a fish in water on a rainy day like this.

If he charges head-on, he might get beaten to a pulp. However, Zhang Zitai did not gain nothing after these strange events. With the economic support of the noble "Hai Ye", he can now launch high-damage energy attacks.

Damn, even the fact that I want to go back to the toll booth is within the scope of that weird talk?
I just happened to contact Zhang Zita at the toll station and asked him to come and block me.

"Zhang Zita, it's me." Zhong Xie didn't know how he made the sound. He felt like he was normal, but when he felt carefully, he couldn't find the position of his tongue.

"Ok?"

The figure of a fat boy wearing a raincoat slowly emerged in the rainstorm. He looked at Zhong Xie with a puzzled look in his eyes: "Can you imitate other people's voices? Zhong Xie didn't say that in the WeChat message."

He looked down at his phone and typed quickly on it, as if asking something, while the little man on his shoulder kept his camera pointed at Zhong Xie, ready to attack if they disagreed.

"Stop, stop texting that guy. There might be something wrong with our phones. I'm Zhong Xie. I just went to the dormitory building. My face was taken away by that weird guy. He led you here. He might want to attack the two people in the toll booth."

Zhong Xie said quickly, and then took out something from his pocket that could truly prove his identity.

Pig eye.

"Look, this thing can't be fake, right?"

Originally, he was not confident leaving the pig's eye with Zhang Zita at the toll station for safekeeping, so he carried it with him. Now it has become a prop to prove his identity.

Seeing the pig eye in Zhong Xie's hand, and the faceless man in front of him telling him a lot of information, Zhang Zitai finally reluctantly believed it.

"Are you really Zhong Xie? Forgive me, I still can't completely believe you, but what you said makes sense. If that ghost story goes back to look for the driver now, it will be troublesome for those two people."

Zhang Zitai nodded and stepped aside to make way for Zhong Xie. "Walk in front of me. My strange story can lock you in. Don't even think about playing Huachao. After I deal with this strange story, if you are the real Zhong Xie, I will treat you to a meal at the Peace Hotel."

"No time for nonsense, let's go back to the toll station first." Zhong Xie didn't care about Zhang Zitai's high alert. The combat power of both sides was different, so it was certainly a good thing to be cautious.

After all, he still has the ability to twist Zhang Zita's head off with just one encounter.

If the roles of both parties were reversed, even with the help of the barrage machine, it would be difficult for Zhang Zitai to hurt him since he was protected by Kuster.

It’s a pity that I didn’t bring many nest pills this time. I only had one set of Silver Horn King’s. Now I put it in my trouser pocket and plan to use it at the critical moment.

Even without Kuster and the strange gun, he can still burst out considerable combat power with this set of armor, and the strange creatures hiding in the dark may not be able to defeat him.

It’s just that the armor’s “reproductive ray” skill has been sealed.

Zhong Xie led the way and moved forward in the direction Zhang Zitai came from.

Since Zhang Zitai was following behind him, he did not run too fast, but just maintained a constant speed to save energy.

Running in this special kind of rain is more exhausting than usual.

After running for only one or two minutes, Zhong Xie vaguely saw the shadow of a building in the rain, so he quickened his pace and ran into the toll station.

The rain was blocked by the roof of the toll station, and the lights in the entire toll station were bright, like a lighthouse guiding the passing travelers.

The white cloth woven from raindrops hung outside the toll station, like a protective shield that seemed to be able to keep all the evil spirits out.

Zhong Xie stood still in the empty toll station, looking over the six empty toll booths.

The car was still parked on the side of the road, and the toll booth also contained the things they had just left behind, indicating that everything that had happened in the toll booth before was not an illusion.

The driver and the remaining toll collector had disappeared.

"Where's the person?" Zhang Zitai walked into the toll booth from the side and looked at Zhong Xie in surprise. "I've only been walking for less than five minutes..."

At this time, Zhong Xie had already walked into the toll booth where he had just been playing with his mobile phone, wanting to take his snakeskin bag.

However, the snakeskin bag that was originally placed on the seat had disappeared. Zhong Xie frowned deeply. The situation before him was out of his control.

"Can you feel the remnant of strange creatures at this toll station?" Zhong Xie asked Zhang Zita, then walked towards the monitoring room. He wanted to confirm what happened at the toll station in just five minutes.

The two men disappeared along with his snakeskin bag, but they did not drive away the car that was still moving, which means that the strange creature's goal was not to escape in the chaos.

Instead, I just want to have some fun with the dormitories, toll booths and these weird stories.

"No, this place...it seems that no strange creatures have appeared at all. Can you see any traces of biological activities?" Zhang Zita asked back.

Zhong Xie walked to the slightly larger toll booth in the center of the toll station, where surveillance video could be retrieved. He sat in front of the computer and began to look through the video footage of the recent period.

He couldn't answer Zhang Zitai's question because he really didn't see anything.

The two men just disappeared without leaving any trace. When entering the toll booth, he even reached out and touched the seat.

cold.

The booth with surveillance cameras is manned by the toll collector who stays at the toll station. In just five minutes, the chairs were cold, as if they had never existed.

He clicked on the surveillance video and fast-forwarded to a random time based on his feeling, but to his surprise,

There was no one in the surveillance video.

How could there be no one at the toll booth an hour ago?

Zhong Xie was distracted for a moment as he watched the surveillance video, and his brain, which seemed to have been frozen by the rain, began to work rapidly.

Wait a minute……

This obviously unusual appearance reminded him, and he suddenly remembered a small detail on his way to the dormitory earlier.

After coming out of the toll station, he first ran towards the dormitory building for a while, but did not find it. Then he ran in the opposite direction and saw the dormitory building.

Based on his actual experience, he suspected that he had gone to a "fake dormitory building."

The real and fake dormitory buildings are located in opposite directions, so if he ran out of the fake dormitory building and ran towards the original toll station, he could only encounter a fake toll station, or he could encounter the real dormitory building, which is the dormitory building where Lin Youlan and the other two went.

The only thing is that it is impossible to come to the real toll booth.

No wonder there's no one here, this place is fake.

Thinking of this, Zhong Xie's hand quickly reached for his trouser pocket. At the same time, his gaze passed over the computer screen and fell on Zhang Zita who was standing outside the window.

Why do I feel that Zhang Zitai running towards me is real?
He clearly ran over from the fake toll booth or dormitory building.

Does this heavy rain suppress not only physical fitness but also reaction ability?

Zhong Xie's heart was filled with alarm, and at the same time he saw the strange smile on Zhang Zitai's face.

This guy had already found the most convenient output position. He stood in front of the toll booth, waiting to check the surveillance footage and discover clues.

The red light flashed from the camera of the barrage machine on Zhang Zitai's shoulder, and in an instant, dozens of energy beams shot towards Zhong Xie in the toll booth. In a blink of an eye, the entire toll booth was destroyed and Zhong Xie was buried under the rubble.

"what?"

He made a doubtful sound, for he could still sense the presence of life among the ruins.

Logically speaking, under this kind of attack, which is considered terrifying to ordinary people, this man should have died long ago.

But it doesn’t matter. Zhang Zita walked to the side of the ruins and picked up the pig’s eyeballs on the ground.

His main target for attacking Zhong Xie now is the pig's eyeball. Just now, when Zhong Xie was using the pig's eyeball to gain his trust, he had set his sights on the special organ.

The slight but extremely powerful weird aura on the pig's eyeball made Zhang Zitai's heart surge. He noticed that Zhong Xie put the pig's eyeball in the outer pocket. Because he was worried that his saturation attack would destroy the pig's eyeball, his initial precise attacks were all directed towards the approximate position he estimated.

Sure enough, one side of Zhong Xie's clothes was torn, and the pig's eyeball fell out, rolling all the way out of the ruins, and was finally picked up by him.

At this time, the stones in the ruins were turning over one after another. The gravel and dust stuck to the soaked Zhong Xie's body, forming a layer of mud shell. In his hand, he held a dried meat shield evolved from a nest pill.

The meat shield was riddled with holes, but it was precisely because of this meat shield that offset the energy attacks of the barrage machine that he was able to crawl out of the ruins with minor injuries.

In the rush just now, he had no time to summon the Silver Horn King Mecha, because the mecha is composed of multiple nest balls and cannot be generated at the same time. Instead, each part of the mecha is generated gradually.

At that critical moment, if he chose to use the female mecha, most of his body would be exposed to the violent energy attack, and then it would not be the meat shield but his body that would be riddled with holes.

"Yeah, I survived."

Zhang Zita said with a smile. A tentacle emerged from the center of his forehead and gently pierced the pig's eyeball in his hand, sucking the pig's eyeball dry in an instant.

At the same time, his head instantly turned into a pig's head, and his body expanded strangely as if it had exploded, instantly turning into a river of flesh that overflowed and spread in all directions.

Dozens of Zhang Zitai's mouths rose and fell along the waves of flesh, looking extremely happy.

“Hahahaha, good stuff!”

"It's a good thing. I am free and democratic~"

"It's raining, it's raining..."

These mouths shouted some inexplicable joyful words, and rolled away with the waves of flesh, covering the road and submerging the mountains and forests. At a glance, they seemed endless.

After those dozens of mouths moved away, the pieces of meat on the ground began to decompose in the rain.

It's not dissolution, but decomposition.

Each piece of meat was of different size, but they were separated from each other by a slight distance. Then they quickly absorbed rainwater and air, and expanded in a similar shape to Zhang Zitai just now, turning into fat pigs one after another.

A real fat pig.

The body length ranges from a few dozen centimeters to seven or eight meters, and the appearance is almost the same, except for the degree of proportional scaling.

The pale pink body, short and weak limbs, and bloated belly make up a real fat pig.

Their limbs are unable to bear the weight of their bodies, so they can only keep humping like fish that have come ashore, repeatedly slapping the ground with their bellies, splashing bursts of water.

These fat pigs all have greasy faces, and their huge black eyes are lifeless and dull.

Now there is only one thing they want to do, and that is to eat.

Eat up all living things around you.

Trees, flowers, people.

As the giant pigs around him slowly turned their heads to look at him, Zhong Xie realized that the situation was not good.

Ghost stories from all corners of the world...

It began to integrate in the Haicheng area.

No, it's not just Haicheng. I'm afraid that all the places where gamblers were returned by the venues have produced a great fusion of strange stories.

Man, is this the first thing you do after becoming a Buddha?

(End of this chapter)