Weird Game: My Talent is a Bit Strong

In the alert perception, a red dot representing hostility lights up.

Viewers in the live stream, using the assistant's electric light, had already seen the approaching ghostly figure.

It furtively raised its wood-chopping knife and swung it down at Fan Chen.

Fan Chen suddenly turned around, and a burst of blood-red blade light erupted from him.

[Opening the chest]

The Tiger-Slaying Blade struck first, cleaving into the ghostly figure.

In the flickering beam of the flashlight, the audience saw the ghostly figure split in two, its remains turning to black ash and disappearing into the mist.

Did they just take down the attacking ghost like that?

wrong!

Fan Chen became increasingly vigilant. Although he had struck the ghostly shadow, he had not received any notification.

That slash didn't kill the opponent!

The red dot on the target detection radar had disappeared, but then it lit up again unexpectedly.

Behind Fan Chen!

He turned around hastily, and all Fan Chen could see was a flash of blood red.

It was an eye that was flashing red light, floating alone in the dark mist.

The moment Fan Chen looked over, a sinister and ferocious pale face quickly appeared around the eerie eyes, followed by a body.

The ghost wielding a wood-chopping knife reappears, with this eye as its origin.

The eerie eye is located on its forehead; it is its third eye.

These are the spirits of the Ghost Eye cultists, unlike the lingering souls of cultists encountered in the movie world.

The undead-level Ghost Eye follower's eye totem on his forehead has materialized into a complete eye.

"A cultist who has formed a complete demon eye... cannot be killed as long as the demon eye is not destroyed."

Fan Chen instantly recalled the information Li Qian had given him.

Besides being able to be reborn with the help of the Demon Eye, the Demon Eye also possesses... the power of the underworld.

Just as my thoughts reached this point, I saw a red light emanating from that eerie eye.

It enveloped Fan Chen.

Fan Chen's movements suddenly became somewhat sluggish.

In a high-end apartment in Qingshan City, Li Qian, who was watching a live broadcast while sitting on her bed in her pajamas, suddenly looked anxious.

"Oh no, this must be the first time Fan Chen has encountered a ghost with netherworld attributes!"

"Being affected by the ghost eye is very dangerous!"

Her eyes were filled with urgency, because she knew the strange power of the Netherworld better than anyone.

Being a police officer is a profession that's blessed with an underworld attribute!

The Netherworld attribute is also known as the rule attribute.

The area enveloped by the red glow of the ghostly eyes has probably been frozen.

As these thoughts raced through Li Qian's mind, the Ghost Eye cultist once again swung his machete at Fan Chen in the live stream.

The scene that Li Qian was worried about did not occur.

when!

Fan Chen swung his knife to block the woodcutter's knife; he had regained his ability to move freely.

[Warning: You have been affected by the aura of the underworld!]

Spirit +7

Psychic +12

Endurance +8

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The red light of the demon eye froze; it had already been swallowed by the spirit eater.

The tiger-slaying blade continued its downward strike, causing the blade to split open and unleash a burst of blood-red light.

The cultist's狰狞 (zhengning, meaning ferocious or hideous) face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly retreated, his body about to disappear into the dark mist.

But the ripples from the crimson blade light landed precisely on the ghost eye that it hadn't had time to conceal.

*Snap*, the ghost eye shattered.

The bodies of the cult members' spirits also disintegrated and disappeared.

[Warning: You have killed a Cultist (Level 8, Undead)!]

[Psionic Power +450]

Seeing the notification message, Fan Chen felt relieved.

"Is this the Netherworld attribute?"

"Being stared at by that eye felt like being trapped in mud and sand, suffocating and unable to move."

In this bizarre world, there are five types of power: malevolent energy, curse, nightmare, ghost, and walking corpse.

Among them, the Netherworld is the most unique, possessing the ability to create and manipulate rules.

Like the red light of the ghost's eye, it froze the space around Fan Chen.

If a player is frozen by the red light, their movement is restricted, like being trapped in mud and sand, becoming a lamb to the slaughter.

Of course, players can also rely on special abilities or items to combat this strange influence.

For example, Fan Chen's Soul Eater directly devoured the strange influence.

"450 experience points, not bad." Fan Chen nodded in satisfaction.

Clutching a flashlight that could only illuminate a small area, he continued his wandering through the eerie, misty forest.

It's like fishing, wandering alone in the forest, and fishing out the spirits of cult members...

Inside the live stream room.

Many viewers knew how terrifying these ghosts were, and when the Ghost Eye cultists appeared, they were all worried for Fan Chen.

But Fan Chen did not disappoint them, killing the terrifying ghost with just two strikes.

As the live stream chat exploded with comments, Li Qian's expression grew increasingly astonished.

"It startled me; I thought he was going to get into trouble."

She patted her chest: "A big shot is a big shot. Even a cultist with a complete Ghost Eye can be easily dealt with."

Then she showed a hint of curiosity.

"Fan Chen can actually withstand attacks of the Netherworld attribute. This ability shouldn't come from his profession, so it must be his talent?"

"I wonder what his talent is..."

This is a question that many players are interested in, and Li Qian is no exception.

However, this is a player's trump card, and unless Fan Chen brings it up himself, she won't ask about it.

"When he trusts me enough, he'll tell me on his own!" Li Qian clenched her fist and told herself.

He was full of confidence that he could cling to this powerful figure.

In the misty forest.

Having gained experience in dealing with the spirit of the first Ghost Eye believer.

When Fan Chen encountered the second and third ones, things went much more smoothly.

Even the moment the third cultist appeared on the radar ahead, he seized the opportunity, destroyed its demon eye with a single strike, and ended the battle.

He did not forget his main purpose, and wandered aimlessly through the misty forest, hoping to find the wooden house mentioned in the Fengdu Daily.

After killing three cultists in succession, Fan Chen suddenly realized something.

"These cult members all seem to be coming from the same direction?"

In the misty forest, directions were confusing, but Fan Chen could still vaguely discern, with the help of landmarks, that the cultists appeared in the same direction.

"Could the direction from which the cultists appeared be the same as where the cabin is located?"

Fan Chen's heart skipped a beat.

In the wooden hut, one can learn the profession of High Priest.

Judging from the name, this profession seems to be associated with cult members.

Perhaps the spirits of these cult members escaped from that wooden house?

Having made this judgment, Fan Chen immediately headed towards the direction where the cultists appeared.

Many viewers in the live stream became curious as they watched Fan Chen being attacked by cult members one after another.

Among the players, besides Fan Chen, Mo Xiaohua also left the team.

It seems that if you leave the group and are alone, you will be attacked by cult members.

Mo Xiaohua must have been attacked as well.

Although he is strange, he doesn't have the strength of Fan Chen. He would probably be dead by now.

Thinking of this, many players turned on Mo Xiaohua's death row live stream.

But they discovered that Mo Xiaohua's live stream was still going on; he hadn't hung up yet.

only……

"Where are you? I'm so scared..."

"Fan Chen, Director Xiang..."

"Someone, please save me!"

The live stream showed Mo Xiaohua's shouts, faintly tinged with tears.

You can sense the fear in the voice's owner.

The scene was dimly lit, with Mo Xiaohua strolling through the woods, holding only a white candle in her hand.

This is a strange item he owns; it can provide some light when lit.

However, the candlelight in the misty forest could only barely cover his body.

His delicate face was filled with fear and panic, and tears and snot were streaming down his face.

Mo Xiaohua's appearance amused many viewers, who flooded the screen with a series of "hahaha" comments.

But soon, viewers who came to this live stream noticed something was wrong.

"It's been over ten minutes... why hasn't he been attacked by the cultists yet?"

……

After being attacked by seven or eight cultist spirits in succession, Fan Chen's eyes lit up.

In the dim light of the flashlight, a simple wooden house appeared ahead.

"I guessed right!"

"Follow the direction the cultists appeared, and you'll find the forest cabin!"

Despite his joy, Fan Chen remained vigilant.

The radar constantly scanned the surroundings as he approached, tiger-slaying sword in hand.

No danger was encountered.

With a creak, he easily pushed open the simple wooden door.

We cautiously entered the house. The wooden walls blocked out the fog, making the flashlight beams suddenly much brighter.

The wooden house contained only simple tables and chairs, and it seemed that no one had visited for a long time; the floor was covered in dust.

When the flashlight beam shone on the simple wooden bed, Fan Chen saw a person lying on it.

To be specific, it was a corpse, a dried corpse!

Its body was already dry, with tattered clothes and shriveled flesh tightly wrapped around its bones.

Fan Chen didn't feel too terrified. It was just a dried-up corpse; what could a medical student be afraid of?

But this is a strange world, what if this dried corpse suddenly comes back to life?

Today we not only encountered ghosts with nether attributes, but are we also going to encounter walking corpses?

"Um?"

Looking at the mummified corpse, Fan Chen, using the flashlight to illuminate it, discovered that the corpse was holding something in its hands.

It's a notebook with a black cover!

"Is the chance to trigger the High Priest class in this notebook?"

Fan Chen cautiously approached and reached out to take it.

Just as his palm was about to touch the notebook.

The head of the mummified corpse on the bed suddenly moved.

The withered, black eyes looked at Fan Chen.

Fan Chen: Hey, it really came back to life!