Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 232 Chapter 231 Play
Deep in the spiritual world, the young man stood under the seven lights of the spiritual world, as if he could reach out to touch the gray-white mist that was infinitely high. He was quietly gazing at the gray-white mist above his head that seemed to be unchanging since ancient times and imperceptible to ordinary people.

At some point, a figure appeared beside him.

She was a woman wearing layers of clothes dotted with starlight, with a hazy veil draped over her cheeks.

Around the woman in the hazy veil, with His appearance, a soft black color was brought along, as if shrouded by a dark kingdom. One after another, illusory and transparent thin lines emerged from the young man's body, spreading out from the depths of the spiritual world, as if connecting in all directions. It seemed that these invisible illusory black lines were flowing out from every part of the spiritual world, rushing towards the direction where the figure was.

When the young man saw the female figure wearing layered yet simple clothing, he nodded slightly, as if to say hello.

The female figure also nodded to the young man, and then she also looked at the gray-white mist above her head that seemed infinitely high and unchanging forever.

The two seemed to be waiting for something.

No one knew when, nor how much time had passed, but above the heads of the young man and the young female figure who seemed to be shrouded in darkness, which seemed to be above the spiritual world and filled with endless gray-white mist, some subtle movements occurred.

The next moment, something seemed to break away from the gray-white mist and fell rapidly towards the spiritual world.

The object was dotted with crimson light and enveloped by a pitch-black, gloomy object. It was two separate things, but they were glued together by the gray fog, becoming one entity that could not be easily separated.

After escaping the gray fog, the object fell rapidly, and flew towards a predetermined direction in this spiritual world where there was no up or down, left or right, front or back, and no concept of time. It seemed that in the next moment it would escape from the depths of the spiritual world, enter the real world, and become one with the real world.

Just as the gray fog moved strangely and something flew out of it, the young man raised his hand, and one after another, wriggling, clumping translucent insects emerged from his hand, and a huge illusory vortex composed of countless worms formed from the palm of his hand.

The vortex formed by countless insects seemed to have a powerful and terrifying attraction to things that fell from the gray fog above the spiritual world.

The things falling from the gray fog should have fallen into the real world along with the dark and gloomy things according to the predetermined trajectory. However, just as the worm vortex took shape, the things falling from the gray fog only paused for a moment before quickly rushing towards the young man and the hazy and illusory female figure.

They were being pulled, pulled by something with greater power, and were about to be thrown into that huge, terrifying vortex and become one with it.

The gray fog above was trembling slightly, as if it had sensed an unknown error and wanted to correct it.

A young man wearing a black silk top hat and a matching tuxedo appeared beneath the gray fog. His light brown eyes grew darker as he silently stared at the gray-white fog in front of him, seemingly trying to figure out where there was a loophole he could exploit to reach the mysterious space above the gray fog.

The gray fog ultimately didn't correct its mistakes. It had only been acting according to instinct. After an unknown, great power looked towards it, protecting itself from invasion became the first rule to be followed.

The figure in the black hat could only look away with regret.

Before the object falling from the gray fog could merge with the worm vortex, a quiet night spread from the depths of the spiritual world. The soft night and the power of tranquility wrapped the object stained with gray-white fog layer by layer. The gray fog quickly dissipated, revealing the object inside.

Something, in the quiet night, in the rapidly dissipating gray mist, split apart once again.

This darkness came quickly and went away quickly.

As the darkness disintegrated, a twisted, huge, terrifying thing continued to rush towards the worm vortex in the young man's hand, and the other figure that was stuck with it, wrapped in crimson, followed the predetermined trajectory, fell into the spiritual world, and rushed towards somewhere in the real world.

Cutting out from the grayish-white object was a huge object that flickered with strange dark colors like a curtain.

The force pulling it was terrifying. It seemed that it had sensed the inexplicable attraction. It was unable to break free, and had no intention of breaking free, so it threw itself into the vortex of worms in the young man's hand. The countless transparent and translucent worms that made up the vortex grabbed the thing that was being pulled over and quickly crawled into it.

The worms that formed a vortex, each of them was soaked in a little bit of bright light.

The black curtain only then noticed the abnormality, and it struggled frantically in the bright star-like light emanating from its body, as if it had just realized what kind of monster it had thrown itself into.

Countless black illusory threads floated out from the worm and were controlled by the black curtain, but the countless transparent and translucent worms were still determined and fearlessly drilled into the black curtain, controlling and eroding each other.

Their spiritual threads were taken away, but returned to them again in the next moment.

The black curtain struggled less and less in the vortex formed by the insects, until it finally quieted down. It seemed that countless dark and gloomy sights, like a cloak with no bottom in the ocean, were pulled by the insects and draped over the young man holding the worm vortex in his hand.

The young man smiled as he looked at the gray-white mist above his head which had calmed down, as if he had anticipated this outcome.

The Goddess of Night tilted her head slightly and looked at the mysterious waiter who still maintained his youthful appearance.

"You never seem to have much interest in being a 'fool'."

"Ah, this question..." Tang's gaze fell on the crimson star that was falling from Source Castle above his head. The crimson star followed the route he had set and fell rapidly towards a certain coordinate in the spiritual world.

"You can understand it as an angel in the realm of destiny, a little obsessive-compulsive disorder..."

Putting away the last of the mysterious servant's extraordinary characteristics, Tang turned his head and looked at the goddess of the night, Amanesis.

He seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Goddess, have you finished reading the novels I recommended to you?"

The Goddess of Night fell silent, as if she had not expected Tang to ask such a question.

After a while, His gentle voice, as if it could bring peace even to death, sounded again: "Generally speaking."

A smile appeared on Tang's face again.

In my previous life, I was framed by a fake rich girl. After my rebirth, I am determined to take back everything I have...

In my previous life, I was harmed by a traitor and had my kidneys cut off and given to a fake daughter. In this life, I will take back everything I have...

In my previous life, I was recognized by my biological parents, but they asked me to donate a kidney to a fake daughter. My wealthy fiancé thought I was vulgar... In this life, I will also take back everything I have...

"Although it is more or less a bit deceptive, but after reading it, goddess, don't you feel that you have become a little more humane?" System, you really made me cry. Thank you for taking the time to dig out this kind of thing for me from so many messy things in the wilderness of knowledge.

goddess:"……"

In fact, sometimes, He also wanted to call the police.

The female figure with a thin veil on her face looked towards a place in the spiritual world, and then her voice gradually faded away.

"The next step is up to you."

"Okay, Your Excellency the Goddess."

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A black velvet curtain flashed across the sky above Tingen City, and the shadow that blocked out the sun disturbed the tranquility of the sky.

The astrologers in Tingen City seemed to have realized something at this moment, and they all looked up at the sky above their heads, which seemed to be normal.

At this moment, there seemed to be a meteor streaking across the peaceful sky, with some deep red meteors brushing across the curtain of the sky.

The shadow that covered the sky seemed to appear only briefly, just the time of a breath, and then disappeared along with the crimson meteor, leaving only the bright crimson moon as always and the still brilliant stars dotted in the night.

Golden Rose Street in Tingen City is one of the main streets in Tingen City. As a university city well-known in Loen and even the entire Northern Continent, most of the people living here are college students who come here to study from all over the Northern Continent.

Today, at the end of the street, there is a six-story retro building.

This is an apartment under the jurisdiction of Tingen University. Although the weekly rent is not expensive, the sound insulation effect is quite good. The migrant workers and the families of students from Tingen and Hoy, two major universities, are almost full of praise for such a good value for money apartment.

The meteors streaking across the sky and the fleeting shadows did not cause any unusual reactions from the tenants in the apartment. The slightly stressful schoolwork and work had made most people in Tingen develop the good habit of going to bed early and getting up early. No one would have nothing better to do than to spend the entire night watching the seemingly unchanging starry sky above their heads.

They seemed to have already fallen into a sweet dream, and no one could have imagined that such an ordinary night would be the first knob turning in the gears of fate.

Tonight is a night completely different from any other night.

At the end of the second floor of No. 47 Golden Rose Street, in a four-bedroom, two-bathroom family apartment, the dull gunshots did not attract anyone's attention.

Located on the first floor, the old landlady needs to go to bed early and get up early every day. But today she rarely stayed up all night and adjusted the brightness of the wall lamp.

While muttering about the fees she had to pay this month, she pushed her protruding, lively and twisted eyeballs back into her sockets and picked up the reading glasses on the table.

The old man slowly stood up and looked towards the window, as if he wanted to pull the curtains to block the moonlight from seeping into the room.
As the old man stood up, a lazy black cat curled up at his feet seemed to have noticed something. It pricked up its ears and looked up at the direction of the second floor. There was a subtle, lively light in the cat's pupils, which seemed to be full of humanity.

"Oh my, Jessica, what's wrong? Are you hungry?"

The old landlady closed her eyes but did not immediately close the curtains in the room. She seemed to have sensed something, lowered her head, and looked at the black cat lying at her feet with gentle eyes, revealing a smile that was missing a few teeth but very kind.

She squatted down, picked up the black cat that stood up at her feet, and gently comforted it: "Don't worry, don't worry, what is coming has already come..."

The old landlady didn't go to bed early tonight, but who among the other tenants at No. 47 Jinqiangwei Street would care about the sleeping time of an old woman like her?
The gunshots did not disturb anyone. The old landlady and her black cat seemed to notice a little, but they still went about their business and prepared to go to sleep peacefully.

Tonight should be a good dream.

At the end of the corridor on the second floor, among the four bedrooms, there is a dark study room, which is only illuminated by a little moonlight.

The young man sitting at the table had a huge hole in his brain's temple, and he could vaguely see the flesh and brain matter inside constantly wriggling.

He seemed to be committing suicide. A revolver with a gleaming brass luster lay quietly on the table. The gunshot that did not alarm anyone seemed to have originated from here.

The bullet should have penetrated the skull, burned the brain, and caused death, and the young man fell to the ground with a dull sound. Then on the second day, after the sun rose, his sister noticed the problem and found the dead young man. He was now sitting there stiffly, sitting on the chair, with a dull and empty look in his eyes.

His breathing seemed to stop for a moment, but became smooth again the next moment.

The black-haired, brown-eyed young man, whose eyes had already turned white and dilated, suddenly glowed with a lively light. His vision gradually went from blurry to normal, from empty to focused. In a very short time, the young man who should have been dead came back to life again.

In the study, the half-closed curtains were blown by the wind. Outside the window, the bright crimson moon hung in the sky, making the room bright again. Zhou Mingrui, who had recovered initially and relieved from the pain in his brain, could see clearly where he was.

"Where am I..."

The young man gradually regained consciousness and looked around dully. Then, his gaze fixed on the desk in front of him.

On the wooden table and chair, there was a diary lying quietly open, with a line of words written on it in a language that gradually became familiar to him.

"Everyone will die, including me..."

Zhou Mingrui, who came back to life and felt that a strange and outrageous thing had happened to him, "traveled through time", obviously did not notice that there was a person standing by the open window of the study.

The man looked at the crimson moon in the sky. One after another, illusory, transparent black lines stretched in all directions, as if there were an infinite number of them, connecting every corner of this huge city.

He spoke loudly to himself, full of enthusiasm:
"The new play has begun. Let us warmly welcome our leading actor, Mr. Klein Moretti."

This is a large-scale puppet show, a most exciting theatrical performance involving the life and death of countless people, the birth of great beings, the destruction of planets, and countless gods and high-ranking beings!

Welcome everyone to watch, I am the director of this show and the greatest magician of this century!
(End of this chapter)