My Strange Tale Love Strategy Simulator

The monster was forcibly pulled out of the bathroom by Zhang Ying.

Through the large hole in the bathroom doorway, Zhang Ying saw a mother and her two children huddled together in the corner of the bathroom. He couldn't tell if they had fainted or were already...

The corridor lights shone on the humanoid monster.

A vein bulged on Zhang Ying's forehead.

He finally saw the monster in its entirety.

This strange creature was bluish-black all over. Although it had the shape of a man, it was bald like a plastic mannequin in a shop window and had no gender characteristics.

Its skin has no pores or hair, only a slightly wrinkled sheen that comes from being soaked in water for a long time.

That face was even more bizarre.

His facial features looked as if they had been haphazardly sculpted; his brow bone was crooked, his nose bridge was sunken, his lips were swollen and could not be closed, and two rows of grayish-white gums were exposed.

His eyes were so bloodshot they looked like they were about to burst, and the surface of his eyeballs was covered with dense, dark red blood vessels. There were two tiny white dots in the pupils.

My entire head was soaked, with sticky liquid dripping down from the top of my head, sliding down my temples and over my ears, leaving a small dark puddle on the floor tiles.

The eerie eye displayed a panel with detailed information about the monster before his eyes.

【The Ghostly Retribution】

[Half-Earthbound Spirit-Level Monster]

[Corresponding Ghost Story: None]

[Unconquerable]

[By placing both hands on the target's body, the direction of gravity acting on the target can be completely reversed.]

Upon seeing the information on the panel, Zhang Ying immediately took a half step back with his right leg, lowered his center of gravity, and gripped the wrinkled, bluish-black skin on the neck of the inverted ghost tightly with his right hand.

Immediately, he grabbed the two wrists of the inverted ghost with his left hand, holding them firmly together, not allowing the two hands any room to move!

The ability of the "Reversed Funeral Ghost" requires both hands to touch in order to activate. Once both hands are immobilized, the "Reversed Funeral Ghost" loses its power!

Zhang Ying pressed his right knee against the Daosaogui's abdomen, using his body weight to block the Daosaogui's movement. At the same time, he released his right hand from the Daosaogui's neck and swung his fist down repeatedly!

With each punch, his bizarrely shaped chin cracked, tilting to the left and then to the right.

He wanted to speak, to question, to curse, but all that could escape his lips now was a series of indistinct sobs.

During this fierce beating, Zhang Ying realized just how useful his cunning hand was!

Generally speaking, ghosts and spirits are spiritual entities that humans cannot directly contact unless they possess the ability to create physical forms. This also means that human physical attacks are ineffective against ghosts and spirits, while ghosts and spirits can directly attack humans.

And just after he activated the Ghost Hand, he gained the ability to touch monsters!

He thought the Ghost Hand would only allow him to touch the monsters, but to his surprise, the Ghost Hand actually materialized the monsters!

This also made his physical attacks effective against the monsters!

Amidst a series of screams, Daodiaogui finally came to his senses and realized his current predicament.

With a sudden jerk of his shoulders, Zhang Ying felt his hands, which were gripping the other's wrists, being pushed half an inch to the side by a force.

After being beaten up by him for nearly two minutes, the monster stopped pretending to be dead.

Its bluish-black body trembled violently on the floor tiles, its chest arching upwards and its spine contorting, the entire creature writhing like a fish thrown ashore.

He twisted his body under Zhang Ying's knees, desperately trying to pull his hands out of Zhang Ying's grasp.

Zhang Ying didn't give him a chance.

It pressed all its weight onto its right knee, the kneecap grinding against the soft tissue of its abdomen through its bluish-black skin. With each grinding, the Daodiaogui let out a half-sounded scream that was stuck in its throat.

"Still dare to struggle?"

Zhang Ying looked down at him, breathing heavily but not loudly.

With his left hand gripping Daodaogui's wrist, he slammed down with his right fist again.

This punch, delivered from the shoulder to the elbow to the wrist, was like a steel cable twisted to its limit, suddenly snapping open.

The fist slammed into the ribs of the inverted ghost, causing the dark blue skin to dent and bounce back up, the water on the skin's surface to be shaken into a fine mist by the impact!

His mouth opened wide, his jaw twisted and turned with difficulty in the joint socket, and a crushed scream burst out from deep in his throat!

"You ruined my plans! Do you know how long it took me to find this family! Those two children, do you know how suitable they are? If I had sacrificed them, I could have gone even further! If it weren't for you—"

Its words were shoved back into its mouth by Zhang Ying's punch, its tongue tapped against its gums, and dark blue saliva sprayed from the corner of its mouth.

Zhang Ying ignored it and just swung his fist again!

boom! boom! boom!

Just then, the body of the upside-down ghost suddenly stopped struggling.

It was as if it had been hit to a certain critical point, and all the muscles in its body relaxed at the same time. Its wrists were no longer tense, and its legs stopped kicking.

Zhang Ying's fist remained suspended in mid-air, his eyes fixed warily on the face of the inverted ghost.

died?

Hey~

Suddenly, a smile appeared on that swollen face, the corners of his mouth stretching to both sides.

Before Zhang Ying could react, Daosaogui's stomach, which had been pressed down by his knee, suddenly thrust upwards, and two dark blue hands sprang out from the folds of his abdomen.

Those two hands moved extremely fast.

Before Zhang Ying could dodge, those two hands on his waist were already on his sides!

Ten fingers touched the skin on both sides of his ribs at the same time. Through a thin T-shirt, he could feel the fine lines on the fingertips!

Om-!

A loud ringing sound suddenly came from Zhang Ying's ears.

The whole world seemed to him as if it had been kicked over!

Without warning, the gravity arrow changed direction, and his head rose straight up towards the ceiling!

A second before his body left the ground, he instinctively stretched out his right hand and slapped the ceiling.

The immense force traveled from the wrist straight through the shoulder joint, and a muffled thud came from the shoulder socket as the entire arm bore the weight of the body!

Blood rushed to the top of my head, and my eardrums buzzed due to the pressure difference.

His left hand still gripped the two hands on the upside-down ghost's arm tightly, and the upside-down ghost was pulled up from the ground, its entire body floating in mid-air.

Daodiaogui let out a wicked laugh, his chin hanging crookedly, and his mouth split open, producing a hoarse voice like a broken bellows.

"You ruined my plans... I'll kill you—"

His bloodshot eyes rolled upwards, staring intently at Zhang Ying on the ceiling, his abdomen heaving, his hands gripping Zhang Ying's waist tightly.

The chin of the Daodiaogui, which had been knocked askew, slowly straightened with a series of cracking sounds.

The dent in his ribs from that punch hadn't fully bounced back yet, and there were still rings of purplish-blue fist marks on the dark blue skin of his shoulder and neck, but the smile on his face remained unchanged.

The two hands that Zhang Ying had been holding firmly on the shoulders began to fade little by little, first the fingertips, then the knuckles, and then the entire palm, turning into two wisps of yin energy that slipped away from Zhang Ying's palms, swirled half a circle, and then dissipated into the air.

Zhang Ying's right hand was braced against the ceiling, keeping him upside down, his pupils slightly constricted.

"You little brat who ruined my plans." His jagged jaw had fully returned to normal, and his voice squeezed out from deep in his throat, hoarse and nasal, "Do you know what my favorite ability is? It's not killing people by throwing them to their deaths outdoors. It's slowly—slowly—torturing them to death."

Zhang Ying stared at him, his brows furrowed tightly.

Daodiao Guai grinned, revealing a mouthful of grayish-white teeth, spittle flying from between them: "I'll let you experience the pain of a slow death." The two hands that were gripping Zhang Ying's waist slowly loosened their little fingers.

Five fingers became four.

Zhang Ying's head suddenly sank!

Gravity returned, but it didn't affect his whole body; it only affected his head!

Above the neck, the weight of the skull suddenly returned to the normal direction of gravity, pressing down towards the ground.

His body below the neck was still locked in reverse gravity by the other eight fingers of the Inverted Curse, lifting him upwards.

Two completely different forces of gravity act on the same body at the same time.

The cervical spine was caught at the boundary of the two forces and was being violently torn apart, like a water pipe that had been twisted to its limit and was about to split in the middle at any moment.

Blood collided with another force flowing in the opposite direction in the carotid artery, getting stuck in the throat, unable to rush up or down. Consciousness was immersed in chaos, vision blurred and blacked out, and the bizarre face in the field of vision appeared and disappeared.

He opened his mouth to try to breathe, but no air came in. His throat was blocked by saliva that couldn't go up or down, and the feeling of suffocation spread from his throat to his lungs. His chest heaved violently, but he couldn't inhale anything!