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Chapter 12 Elf: I dare you to suck my poop!

The spiritual communication between Yuan Zhu and the elf seemed to last for a few seconds, although it seemed to be quite short.

Yuan Zhu's expression was dazed for a moment before he suddenly switched from his previous honest, nervous, and anxious demeanor to a confident one. His previously difficult-to-organize speech became coherent and logical.

He simply explained his experience:
That morning, he drove a truck alone, picking up a group of drugged goblins. After signing for the delivery, he took his tools to mow the lawn and then tended the garden. At noon, he had a large meal at a restaurant, then passed out, and his memory ceased.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying in a pool of cold blood. The scene was like hell, with debris and flesh scattered everywhere, and not a single living person to be seen.

The above was Yuan Zhu's summary of his situation. He avoided discussing the specifics of the sacrificial ritual, his indiscriminate killing, the source of the pollution, and the monsters that were corrupted by it, simply feigning amnesia to get around to it.

He just lost the memory of 'after falling into a coma at noon and before waking up'.

In the words of the elf, this is the most logical situation. Instead of wasting time to make up a story that doesn't involve him (the tiger demon), he might as well just blame it and shout innocently:

I don't know anything, how can I answer you? All I know is that when I woke up, the scene was a bloody hell, with no one there.

"I was terrified and didn't know what to do. So I immediately contacted the Security Bureau through the 'remote dialer' in the manor, and then tried to find valuable evidence to prove my innocence."

Yuan Zhu's attitude at the moment was: "I don't know anything. I'm extremely scared and panicked. But I'm a good citizen. I'm willing to cooperate 100% unconditionally!"
With the help of the elf's 'facial micro-expression management', he vividly portrayed the psychological state of a victim, which amazed the two investigators.

Your mental state switches so naturally, without even a transition, jumping directly to calm and composed. It is obvious that you are not a normal victim.

The young man surnamed Han, who already had a preconceived notion and prejudice against Yuan Zhu, was now even more convinced that he must be hiding something. However, the detector in his hand showed no abnormal reaction; all indicators were normal.

This means that there is no abnormal energy remaining in the other person, and they are healthier than ordinary people. You should know that if you randomly pull an ordinary person off the street and test them, their deviation degree will hover between 1 and 7.

And this guy in front of me, Yuan Zhu, had personally experienced a sacrifice that resulted in countless casualties, and yet his deviation was actually 0?! Is this fucking normal?

This wasn't normal at all. It wasn't data a normal human could possess. Especially since he was working for a cleaning company like [Fire Fang], constantly dealing with pollution, and coming from a lower-class background, his deviation should have been even higher!
Do you think you are a nobleman who has never been exposed to worldly affairs, has lived a life of luxury since childhood, and has never been exposed to danger?
With prejudice in his heart, he felt more and more that Yuan Zhu was not an innocent survivor. On the contrary, there must be huge hidden dangers hidden in the other party. Now this expression of submissive cooperation was just a pretense to numb people's hearts.

The more he observed, the more he could sense Yuan Zhu's incompatible temperament. There was something seriously wrong! So his tone became colder and harder, and he asked without nitpicking, "Why are you wearing the victim's clothes?!"

Yuan Zhu was startled by the sudden questioning, secretly cursing, "Are you fucking crazy? Are you asking me this out of the blue? Are you trying to catch me off guard? But what the hell is this question? I'm still wearing Pinru's clothes!"

Yuan Zhu also sensed the other party's hostility and didn't give him a good face. He said, "I woke up because of the cold! When I woke up, my clothes were gone. What could I do? Run naked? I could only pick up some unwanted clothes from the ground."

Fatty Wang exclaimed in amazement when he heard this: "Oh? What kind of sacrifice is this? Is it so unrestrained? Even the clothes are gone."

Judging from the other party's tone, he had clearly misunderstood the nature of the sacrificial ceremony. After all, this world was overrun with evil gods, so it made sense for wild parties like the one that worshipped Miss Slaanesh to exist.

"Perhaps you misunderstood. Although no one was around when I woke up, the scene was incredibly bloody and brutal, as if a massacre had taken place. It wasn't the kind of sacrifice you were thinking of."

The fat man nodded, acknowledging Yuan Zhu's statement, and wrote it down in the small notebook in his hand: "Is that so? Then, after you woke up, what was your most profound impression of the scene? What are the noteworthy points? Don't try to recall and analyze it rationally, use your intuition! Tell me your first impression based on your intuition. What things or impressions did you feel the first time you woke up?"

"Uh……"

This question stumped Yuan Zhu. What could he possibly be feeling? He had been woken by the noise of the Great Wilderness Immortal Scripture. If he had any feelings, they would be irritability combined with the helplessness of a vegetative corpse.

Then, it was exhilarating! Shadow power flowed into his body, and his distorted spiritual roots were simultaneously loaded, granting him unprecedented strength. He was instantly unstoppable, ascending to the heavens in one fell swoop, slaughtering all before him. He fully experienced the majesty and dominance of the king of beasts, the pure joy of slaughtering and crushing, primal yet incomparably pure.

Finally, there's the little elf who suddenly appears online. She's sweet-talking and willing to help me get the coins from the Immortal Scripture Master. A "smart mini-program" that betrays its class, a scab in the cheating world. What else can I say? I, Yuan Zhu, am responsible for her life.

After recalling his feelings, Yuan Zhu decided to tell the truth, not to lie, but to edit the version.

"The biggest feeling I had after waking up... was that my mind was completely confused. Does that count? It's not just ordinary confusion, it's like my brain was stirred by an invisible force, and my memory is confused. I keep inexplicably recalling things from my childhood, but my memories of the recent period are intermittent and incoherent. But if I try hard, I can still recall them."

Even so, he knew that his mind was in disarray. It was the result of the elf mixing 1.3 foreign memories into his soul and stirring them up. But he wasn't lying. It was indeed because of this sacrifice that his soul was temporarily disordered.

This could be considered an anomaly, capable of withstanding psychic examination, if the opponent possessed such a skill. After hearing this, the middle-aged man surnamed Wang was dissatisfied. "This is clearly an illegal sacrifice that summoned a large number of evil spirits, causing uncontrollable changes. Now, the whereabouts of the participants and the sacrifices are unknown. You think you were just unconscious, not even amnesia, but simply suffered a simple brain or soul shock, resulting in memory disorder. Is this considered an anomaly?"

Listening to Yuan Zhu's description of his symptoms, Old Wang thought it was as ridiculous as if an old Chinese doctor who specializes in treating all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases suddenly came across a patient with a scraped hand. If you had come a few hours later, the wound might have healed!
"That's it? Think again, has anything special happened since you woke up? Do you think it's related to this murder? Or are there any uncertain abnormalities remaining in you?"

"Hmm..." Yuan Zhu continued to ponder, "After I woke up, I felt a strong sense of disgust towards everything at the scene. It was a very disgusting, instinctive repulsion, and I wanted to escape immediately."

The young man on the side was obviously dissatisfied with Yuan Zhu's attitude: "I advise you to be honest and stop avoiding the important issues and playing tricks!"

"Oh, right!" Yuan Zhu made an expression that said, "Hey, I have an idea," and said, "Also, when I woke up, I found that the wounds on my body had healed. I seriously suspect that after I fell into a coma, I was used as a sacrifice and brutally killed, rather than surviving by luck. Because I have deep wounds on my limbs, wrists, ankles, and heart. But when I woke up, these wounds had healed, leaving only scars."

Lao Wang picked up his pen and began to record it. As he wrote, he said, "Oh? This is worth noting. You might have truly died, but not completely. Then something unexpected happened. The blessing that was supposed to be bestowed upon the believers was diverted, pulling you back from your supposed death. The other sacrificers, even the offerings, became the price. This also explains why you were the only one who survived the entire sacrifice."

As he spoke, he recorded all these situations and even his own ideas in a small notebook.

Then he hesitated, "But there's a new question. If it's simply a resurrection from the dead, while it's a moderate miracle, consistent with the rituals of the evil god's descent, this blessing alone is far from worth the sacrifices of dozens of living people. If, as you say, you're the only one who survived, then you've gained far more than just a life. Perhaps you're hiding something greater?"

"Captain, I also have something to report. This kid is very abnormal! His deviation index is <1, and it shows zero." After saying that, the young man shook the detector in his hand.

As a portable detector, its readings were not precise. The reason it showed 0 was not because there was no sign of deviation on Yuan Zhu's body, but simply because the value was less than 1.

The concept of deflection is very similar to what the elves call pollution. The natives of Duling Star are accustomed to describing the distortion and erosion caused by the pollution of both the soul and the body as deflection.

From the limited memories Yuan Zhu had unearthed, this planet was simultaneously interconnected with multiple external universes, leading to the intrusion of energies that were completely foreign to this universe's rules. In the eyes of some scholars, these intrusive substances, embodying the rules of other universes, whether inherently beneficial or harmful, did not conform to (or adapt to) the rules of this planet, and were therefore uniformly classified as 'harmful.'

If we consider Dulingxing to be a human body, then all the energies, laws, and phenomena emanating from the outer universe are foreign substances that invade the human immune system. In particular, different universes contain extraordinary systems that far exceed the basic laws of physics, and are even more harmful to the human body.

Therefore, the air across the entire planet is evenly distributed with extremely fine particles of pollution. As long as an ordinary person lives, whether breathing, drinking, or eating, they slowly accumulate and erode various pollutants over the course of months and years. Because the air is densely populated with so many different sources of pollution, the symptoms of infection vary widely, making it difficult to calculate. Therefore, a unified classification is based on [Deviation].

While it might sound terrifying, distorting just by breathing and becoming stronger just by living, the inhabitants of this planet have long been accustomed to it. As long as they don't actively approach "highly polluted areas" or manually manipulate "pollution sources," the pollution from ordinary breathing and eating is no more than a chronic disease.

Even before the pollution exposure of ordinary people has a chance to spread, they die suddenly or from illness. This is similar to how few animals in nature worry about cancer outbreaks. Unlike humans, ordinary animals have short lifespans that prevent them from waiting for cancer cells to spread.

Generally speaking, if a Duling is well cared for from a young age, drinks clean water, eats healthy food, and regularly studies and exercises, their body's deviation is low, indicating good health. However, for lower-class residents, who breathe waste gas daily, drink unclean water, eat food that is contaminated by various sources, and frequently travel to highly polluted areas, their deviation is significantly increased.

Let's look at Yuan Zhu, who has been working in the "Elemental Steam Factory" for a long time, and is fumigated by the "Elemental Steam Engine" at close range every day; he also has to work part-time at the [Fire Fang], performing a highly polluting exorcism ritual from time to time, and using special potions to poison hunting goblins... His offset value is at least above 6, which is the pollution level of an ordinary civilian over 35 years old.

But now, the instrument shows that his deviation is 0.

Yuan Zhu speculated that it was likely due to the [Great Wilderness Immortal Scripture. Standard Edition]. According to the elf, the [Immortal Scripture] had a built-in soul firewall, and it had indeed shielded him from the -1, -1, and -1 mental pollution attacks.

He has not yet figured out the specific operating rules of the [Great Wilderness Immortal Scripture], but he has already roughly imagined the [Immortal Scripture. Ordinary Edition] in his mind as an isolation suit with weak defense, or a plastic wrap stuck on the body.

It is difficult for others to distinguish this transparent, close-fitting film, but for Yuan Zhu, this layer of "defense" can effectively resist viruses in the air (low-level pollution) and always ensure his own health, resulting in an offset value of 0.

The deeper hidden [Great Wilderness Immortal Scripture VIP. Tiger Demon Template] is superior to ordinary plastic wrap. It is a plastic armor made from a pollution source (shadow). It still has the function of close protection, but no matter the strength, defense, or damage output, it crushes the [ordinary version].

To use a rather inappropriate metaphor, the planet Duling is a giant India, where everything in the air has long since reached a state of equilibrium. Ordinary people have long been accustomed to the ecology here, exposed to the pollution of the Ganges River daily without seeing anything unusual. But they wouldn't actively poop (contact the source of pollution), as that would still lead to sudden death.

The ordinary version of the [Immortal Scripture], when facing the pollution sources of this world, is like wearing plastic wrap + N95 mask, resisting the external pollution elements and being immune to all kinds of attacks.

However, he had one more option than others: he dared to actively approach his poop without being contaminated. However, once he actively rubbed his poop, even with a little force, it would break, causing him to be contaminated, severely deviated, and twisted into a monster.

The Tiger Demon's armor, however, was as strong as plastic. With a single punch, it could blast poop to pieces, untouched by karma itself, its true form remaining pure and untainted. However, the enemy, however, was completely damaged by the splash damage, suffering mental pollution, a breakdown in their mentality, and becoming distorted and mutated into a mature Poop Beast!

"The 0 degree of deviation on your body may be a positive result of this sacrifice? It's very strange. So many people are missing (dead), and the one who was provoked must be a vicious evil god. But not only did you come back to life, but the degree of deviation also returned to 0. This is the style of a good god." Lao Wang was also confused about this.

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