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

At this moment, those staring at the sky unconsciously clenched their fingers, their breathing almost stopping with tension.

The scene on the sky was completely different from the pitch-black darkness on Shen Xingzhuo's side; the entire scene was shrouded in a moss-green "filter".

They could clearly see everything around Shen Xingzhuo.

Some people with low tolerance vomited on the spot.

Shen Xingzhuo's feet were covered with wriggling red worms.

These blood leeches used their own kind as ladders to climb up Shen Xingzhuo's calves. Some were even trying to bite through her skin and burrow into her flesh.

Surrounding the insect were clumps of black hair. These hairs were stained with sticky blood and congealed blood clots, trying to block Shen Xingzhuo's mouth and nose.

Beneath her feet, centered on her, were several winding and twisting paths resembling octopus arms.

From the perspective of the sky, she was almost overwhelmed by these eerie sights.

"It's over..."

This is what almost everyone is thinking at this moment.

Because there was no straight, correct path in front of Shen Xingzhuo!

……

Inside the command center.

Su Anyu looked puzzled. "Isn't she a Taoist priest? Could you remind her to use a magic weapon or something else to kill these monsters?"

His tone unconsciously carried a hint of doubt, "She's not scared out of her wits..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was stopped by Guan Shanyue's sharp gaze.

But many others shared his thoughts. Another person spoke up timidly, "I think Brother Yu is right...she's just a little girl..."

Guan Shanyue frowned.

Lu Qianling suddenly looked up and said, "If you're so capable, then you do it!"

Her fingertips trembled slightly as she spoke, but she still tried to look directly at the crowd.

"History books do record some information about Taoist practitioners, but hundreds of years have passed since the end of the world. Who can guarantee that the records in history books are accurate?"

"Furthermore, assuming Xingzhuo can really kill the monster, can you guarantee a perfect victory after she takes action?"

"You can't. None of us can."

"What if it fails? Who can take that responsibility?"

The man's face darkened as he felt humiliated by Lu Qianling's words.

"So doing nothing is the right thing to do now? What's wrong with us hoping she'll take the initiative to find a way out of this situation?"

Lu Qianling took a deep breath and retorted, "Is clearing the ghost stories her responsibility alone?!"

"Snapped!"

Guan Shanyue slammed the documents in his hand heavily on the table.

"Look at the state you all are in now! Morale is wavering, and you're throwing yourselves into disarray! Even Shen Xingzhuo in the ghost stories didn't lose his composure like you!"

"Everyone, go to the detention room and calm down! Otherwise, don't participate in the upcoming ranking-boosting ghost stories!"

Guan Shanyue was truly angered. At the same time, she also realized that the strange phenomenon was having an increasingly serious impact on all of them.

The members of the Huaxu Squad are all exceptional talents, one in a million, whose physical abilities far surpass those of ordinary people.

But at this point, they also began to become impatient and irritable...

She didn't know how much longer Tianxia could hold on, and all her hopes were pinned on Shen Xingzhuo alone.

……

In the ghost story, Shen Xingzhuo made a move that surprised everyone.

She clutched the tray of tools tightly to her chest, her voice filled with fear and trembling slightly, a stark contrast to her previous demeanor.

"Brother, I'm so scared, it's so dark here..."

"Brother, could you please send someone to pick me up quickly?"

"Brother, I really need you so much..."

Swish!

The surrounding yin energy dissipated a little.

The butler who had suddenly disappeared reappeared beside Shen Xingzhuo.

He was polite and respectful. "Miss, please come with me."

The corridor was still pitch black.

Although Shen Xingzhuo could see in the dark, she knew that at this moment, the only way to reach the end of the corridor was to follow the butler.

So she held the tray in one hand and put the other hand on the butler's arm.

The sensation was unpleasant; it felt like touching a rotting corpse.

She tapped the edge of the tray with the hand holding it.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Shen Xingzhuo and the butler walked for a full five minutes before stopping.

"Don't be afraid, little sister, your brother is here."

A strange voice suddenly appeared.

That's my brother's voice.

Shen Xingzhu could feel him pressed tightly against her, his hands wrapped tightly around her waist, almost like a captive embrace.

But at least she saw her brother, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, guessing that they should have already arrived at his room.

Shen Xingzhuo's brain was in a rapid brainstorming session.

Sure enough, in the strange tales of rules, even the prelude to the plot cannot be overlooked.

My brother will always be there for me when I need him.

What moment is more needed than when you're in dire straits, when you need your brother more?

Therefore, Shen Xingzhuo was certain that in that predicament of being attacked from both sides, "calling for help from her brother" was the way to break the deadlock.

As for why it was the butler who appeared instead of her brother, it's simple: both the prologue and the initial rules emphasized the brother's physical disability.

My younger sister is a good girl and usually doesn't bother her older brother.

If it were an emergency and the younger sister called for help, it would be unrealistic to expect a person with disabilities in both legs to appear quickly.

After all, the supernatural and ghost stories still try to be anthropomorphic.

Therefore, sending out the elder brother's capable assistant, the housekeeper, was reasonable under the circumstances.

However, just because the logic is sound does not mean that the housekeeper is someone who can be trusted.

Shen Xingzhuo had already thought about this issue.

Rule Five clearly states that the purpose of the butler and others is to serve the brother and sister. Therefore, the butler cannot and will not refuse any request made by the brother.

As for whether the housekeeper will outwardly comply but inwardly defy him, and act strangely during the journey to pick her up...

Shen Xingzhuo said: "I'm already a Celestial Master. Even if I can't escape, I can still beat them."

Therefore, Shen Xingzhuo's attitude towards the butler showed no fear whatsoever; it was simply an affirmation of his own abilities.

However, if I want to leave my brother's room later, I'm afraid I'll have to put in some effort.

Shen Xingzhuo has an excellent sense of space. She is certain that the route the butler led her through is a Möbius strip!

The road is indeed straight, but the person's orientation has been reversed during the journey, and she has returned to the starting point where she was originally.

Commonly known as: being trapped in a maze.

What could be the extra thing in this situation?

Her brother is probably long dead.

Shen Xingzhuo shivered in her brother's cold embrace.

She could feel her brother's arms slowly tightening, like a little child desperately hugging a doll.

She was about to throw up...

Shen Xingzhuo could hear her own voice being squeezed and broken.

"elder brother……"

"You're hugging me too tightly..."

"My baby can't breathe."