Rules of the Strange: I Became a God in a Bizarre World Through Taoist Arts

Each time a chosen one enters a new supernatural tale, they will gain two opportunities to communicate with the outside world in both directions.

While ghost stories are terrifying and vicious, they undeniably offer a glimmer of hope for the chosen ones and nations.

In the beginning, it wasn't that no one thought about the true purpose of ghost stories.

But the number of people who died and the number of countries that were destroyed were far too many.

When all that remains in the face of death is numbness, all that's left for everyone is the thought, "Let me die a quick death," with no time to consider anything else.

Guan Shanyue lightly tapped the table with his fingertips.

Upon hearing her command, Assistant Xu paused for only a second before immediately beginning to carry it out.

After his actions, the originally clear image on the screen turned into a jumble of gibberish.

When the image returned, Guan Shanyue's image appeared successfully in front of Shen Xingzhuo.

"Captain Guan?" Shen Xingzhuo asked, somewhat surprised. "Has something happened outside?"

She asked, puzzled.

It's no wonder she found it strange.

After all, in the previous two ghost stories, Guan Shanyue had placed great trust in her and never contacted her on his own initiative to interfere with her reasoning unless it was an emergency.

Guan Shanyue noticed Shen Xingzhuo's confusion, nodded slightly, and took the initiative to explain why she had used up her contact limit.

"Xingzhuo, I can tell you're getting a bit stuck in a rut."

Everything in the space where Shen Xingzhuo was located was still.

Therefore, her slightly surprised expression was quite obvious at this moment.

She looked away and said humbly, "Captain Guan, I don't understand what you mean."

Guan Shanyue said calmly, "You are decisive and efficient, but you have been staring at Xiuyi's corpse for a full 120 stars."

"So I guess you must have some unresolved questions in your mind."

Shen Xingzhuo nodded, opened his mouth, and for the first time felt at a loss for words.

Guan Shanyue looked at her reassuringly.

"Human beings are not islands; they need to interact and communicate with each other."

"You've been wandering through ghost stories alone for a long time, and now a character who 'seems' to share your stance has appeared by your side. It's only natural that you would subconsciously take care of him."

"That's why I don't understand what his existence meant to you, or to the ghost stories, after his death."

Shen Xingzhuo nodded, and a hint of admiration appeared in his eyes as he looked at Guan Shanyue.

Guan Shanyue sighed, her heart aching even more.

She longed to pat Shen Xingzhuo's head, pull her into her arms, and give her some strength.

But because the two were in different places, all of this turned into a sigh.

"But Xingzhuo, this question itself is meaningless."

"The reason you can't understand is because you're thinking about a question that has no answer."

Guan Shanyue's words were like a wake-up call; Shen Xingzhuo's pupils constricted, and he gasped.

Seeing that she seemed to understand, Guan Shanyue continued:

I know what you're worried about.

"But... Starscorch."

You are a soldier who charges ahead for the country.

Because of the rules set by these strange tales, only the chosen one can bear the burden and move forward within them.

We have shamelessly shouldered the burden of the nation's survival.

All of this is on your shoulders, a young girl who has just come of age.

Our wisdom and abilities may not be of much help to you, but we are determined to be your unwavering support!

At worst, we'll all stand together through thick and thin.