A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

In the end, it was Ji Zuodao who stepped in and cleaned up the "social mess" left by Dog Master.

He clapped his hands, drawing the terrified gazes from the corner, and tried to make his smile appear more serious.

Despite the large veins running under his skin and the bloodstains covering his body making his efforts have little effect.

"Cough, don't worry."

"We are what you call the relevant departments, specializing in handling these kinds of... well, unscientific events."

"A professional follow-up team will come over in a little while to conduct a psychological assessment and have you sign a confidentiality agreement."

"Once the process is complete, consider today's events a nightmare, understand?"

His words were as clear as possible, but the brains of the four survivors in front of him were clearly still overloaded.

They didn't quite catch the specifics, only noting the keywords "department," "process," and "confidential."

Then they nodded frantically, like chicks pecking at rice.

The frequency is so high that it's worrying for their cervical spine.

It was as if they were afraid that if they were even a little slow, they would never have the chance to nod again in their lives.

Seeing their utterly bewildered expressions, Ji Zuodao didn't bother to say anything more; he figured the process was over.

He turned around, his gaze returning to the pig-headed monster that was still being devoured and regenerating amidst its wailing cries, and licked his lips.

"What a pity."

"The structure of this thing is definitely different from that of a proper Qi cultivator, otherwise it would be so much more convenient to refine it directly using the method of human pill refining."

Before the words were finished—

The surrounding scenery, along with the pig-headed monster that was being torn apart, suddenly distorted and blurred, like an old television screen with a poor signal!

Suddenly, a light of ecstasy and relief burst forth from the pig-headed monster's eyes, which were filled with pain and resentment.

It sensed the pull of the rules, a sign that its time was coming to an end and it was about to "refresh" itself and escape from this place!

Ignoring the excruciating pain of being devoured, it burst into maniacal laughter, staring intently at Ji Zuodao, its voice hoarse yet filled with malicious glee:

"Time's up! Hahahaha!"

"This time... you win! But I won't die! Next time... next time I'll definitely... eat you up!"

Ji Zuodao's face had turned completely cold, and his eyes were terrifyingly gloomy.

He remembered; it was mentioned in the app's file—

"Strangeness" does not exist permanently in one place. It will disappear from the current location after a certain time limit or condition is reached, and re-emerge in another place that meets its "rules" after a period of time.

Damn it...

The "self-sufficient natural treasures" that are within reach and can be infinitely regenerated are about to run away?!

Think beautifully.

"Trying to run away?"

Ji Zuodao let out a low growl, the last trace of human emotion fading from his eyes.

All that remains is the most primal greed.

Without the slightest hesitation, he suddenly raised his hand, his five fingers forming a claw, the tips of his fingers gleaming with a ghostly light, and stabbed fiercely into his own abdomen!

"Sizzle—!"

Amidst the sound of tearing fabric, he actually ripped a gruesome gash over a foot long on his own stomach, with the flesh rolled up!

There was no gushing blood, only dark red, viscous, asphalt-like energy seeping from the edges of the wound.

Ji Zuodao looked down at the gash on his stomach. Instead of feeling pain, his face slowly broke into a chilling, almost manic, smile.

"run?"

"Even if we're going to 'refresh'... you'd better leave me some capital for that nice physique!"

He chanted in a low voice, hoarse and distorted, as if it came from the deepest hell:

"My stomach is growling with hunger, the Yellow Springs are gushing forth. I feed that desolate wasteland with my own flesh and blood. This body is not mine, I offer it to the impermanent. The tearing of silk reveals the abyss, the hungry ghosts open their gates!"

The last word fell!

The gruesome cut on his stomach suddenly ripped open to both sides!

No, not tear open, it's... open!

The cut edges quickly became rough and dark red, like the parched and cracked ancient earth.

The rift transformed into a terrifying, blurry, twisted maw covered with countless layers of invisible sharp teeth!

It exudes the purest, most greedy, and extreme desire to devour all life, essence, soul, and even existence itself!

"Swallow it."

"Take as much as you can. We'll split it 30/70 afterwards."

That terrifying "mouth" suddenly trembled, and a sharp, dissatisfied, and greedy thought emanated from within:

"I'm only 70%?!"

Ji Zuodao's face darkened, and he cursed irritably:

"Seventy percent of them are mine! Take it or leave it! You little punk who just graduated from the Hungry Ghost Realm are a dime a dozen in the Underworld. Do you really think you're something special?"

The "Hungry Ghost's Mouth" fell silent for a moment.

Finally, still unwilling to give up, it muttered something like "heartless capitalist" or "deserves to go to the hell of tongue-pulling," and suddenly lunged forward!

An irresistible and terrifying suction force erupted!

Dog quickly backed away, afraid of being sucked in.

"No—!! What is this?!"

The pig-headed monster's triumphant laughter abruptly ceased, instantly replaced by boundless terror!

For the first time, its regeneration speed was completely unable to keep up with the speed of its devouring!

The body is being worn down at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Even the fundamental rules that constitute its "weird" nature are being forcibly stripped away and absorbed bit by bit by the "mouth of the hungry ghost"!

On the wall, the old alarm clock that had long since stopped working suddenly started spinning wildly, and then it rang with a "clang"!

The pig-headed monster and the entire restaurant began to rapidly become transparent and illusory, like a reflection in water being scattered by a pebble.

"Time's up..."

The pig-headed monster managed to utter a few words.

This time, there was no trace of ferocity in its eyes, only a sense of relief at surviving a catastrophe and a deep-seated fear.

It didn't even dare to look at Ji Zuodao anymore, and only wanted to disappear immediately.

As the "Hungry Ghost's Mouth" on his belly bit into empty air and the suction dissipated, Ji Zuodao slowly straightened up.

The tear in his abdomen writhed and closed rapidly, leaving only a faint red mark, which soon disappeared as well.

Ji Zuodao slowly tugged at his tattered clothes, barely managing to cover his abdomen.

Then he looked up at the illusory pig-headed monster that was about to completely dissipate, and a cold and confident smile appeared on his lips.

"Can they escape?"

He gently kicked Dog, who was also still enjoying himself, at his feet.

"Dog, remember the taste."

Dog sniffed, a green glint flashed in its eyes, and it nodded heavily.

It let out a "woo" sound from its throat, as if to say: Don't worry, I'll recognize you even if you turn to ashes.

Ji Zuodao then looked at the last wisp of the illusory image with satisfaction, a smile spreading across his face:

"Next time we eat... I'm definitely going to eat you up."

In the last remaining thoughts of the pig-headed monster, only boundless terror could erupt.

next second.

It was as if the last illusion had shattered.

The flickering lights, the blood-stained walls, the messy tables and chairs... everything vanished in an instant.

What has been replaced is the original appearance of 444 Yong'an Road.

An abandoned shop that had long since closed down, covered in dust, cobwebs, and with broken doors and windows.

Only the four survivors slumped on the ground in the corner, their eyes completely unfocused, proved that the unimaginable feast they had just witnessed was not an illusion.