I set you up on a blind date, and you've managed to overcome all the weirdness?

Lin Yan leaned against the metal sheet of the train carriage.

The thing's aura was suffocating; the closer she got to Lin Yan, the more agitated she became.

But what Lin Yan found strange was that she didn't attack him again. After she came down from the altar, she just floated there.

Lin Yan was unable to move; he could only barely turn his head to see the molted girl in the distance.

The ripples around the human body spread out in concentric circles, greedily devouring everything around it.

The rubble on the ground, the half of a refrigerated truck cut off, and even the cultists who had become paper figures.

Without exception, once they came into contact with her ripples, they immediately dissolved and were sucked into her.

"etc……"

Lin Yan narrowed his eyes, noticing that the molted body seemed to have undergone some changes.

As the ripples swallowed up the surrounding matter and flowed back into her body, Lin Yan sensed something unusual.

Blood-red cracks appeared on the shed human body covered with tubes.

Moreover, the more matter she consumed, the faster the cracks spread, and pus and blood continued to seep from them.

"Is she about to split open?" Lin Yan had a sudden thought and forced himself to ignore the physical pain and try to think.

That matches up!

If this were truly the descent of a deity, then its control over its own body should be flawless.

How could it possibly burst its own container while absorbing energy?

Lin Yan recalled the scene from just now.

The bishop inserted the sacred bone he used to construct the array into his own heart, prematurely and forcibly activating the ritual.

Perhaps this is why the gradual process of arrival was interrupted.

Lin Yan's eyes sharpened.

That means the thing in front of you is a defective product that was forced to grow too fast!

Although it possesses immense power, its rules are incomplete, and it cannot even fully control its own domain.

It could only rely on instinct to devour the surrounding matter, trying to stabilize its body that could collapse at any moment.

Having figured this out, Lin Yan seemed to see hope again.

Even the strongest defective product is still a defective product that can fall apart at any time.

Moreover, a forced arrival will inevitably leave fatal flaws.

The human form in mid-air seemed to sense the crisis of her body rapidly collapsing, and she locked onto Lin Yan once again.

Inside the air-raid shelter, Lin Yan was the only living, high-quality energy being with vigorous vitality.

The human body suddenly opened its mouth, as if it were reciting something.

She didn't condense an air blade like before, which Lin Yan guessed was because her body, which was on the verge of collapse, could no longer withstand the consumption.

She chose a more direct approach.

The black ripples that enveloped the entire area suddenly contracted, transforming into a cloud of black mist that flew towards Lin Yan.

She was going to crush Lin Yan's consciousness and drain his soul and life force dry.

Lin Yan had no way to avoid it.

"Buzz!"

Black energy enters the body.

Lin Yan's head felt as if it had been pierced by millions of steel needles at once, and his vision was instantly covered with a layer of blood red.

Various sounds then filled his ears: shrill laughter, sobbing, pleading, and eerie murmurs he couldn't understand at all, layer upon layer, desperately trying to penetrate his mind.

Some people are crying for help, some are cursing the world, and some are singing off-key hymns with distorted voices.

Countless voices and countless emotions were mixed together, and Lin Yan could not only hear them, but also empathize with the emotions within them.

All he wants now is for people to want to rip their brains out.

In just one second, Lin Yan started bleeding from all seven orifices.

"That's fucking awesome..."

Lin Yan coughed up a mouthful of blood, curled up on the ground like a shrimp, and bulged veins on his forehead.

If it were anyone else, their first reaction to this level of mental pollution would be to use all their willpower to resist it, even if it only lasts for half a second longer.

But Lin Yan refused.

He knew what this person was planning to do.

He was expected to withstand this spiritual frenzy that had gathered the negative emotions of millions of people.

It's like trying to stop a tsunami with a handful of sand—overestimating your own abilities.

and so.

At the moment when the excruciating pain reached its peak, Lin Yan not only did not resist, but instead... completely released all his mental defenses.

He deliberately left the city gates open, allowing the spiritual power of the molted human to rush in and tear at his consciousness.

Is he crazy?

No, on the contrary, he was frighteningly lucid.

Because he was gambling.

He wondered if the "cause and effect" that the gambling system had mentioned was just empty talk.

Spatial isolation, signal isolation—the cult's elaborate array, designed to defend against him, also prevented external spatial rifts.

Lin Yan was indeed locked in an unopenable metal box, and no external rescue could get in.

But he still remembers the function of the matchmaking group.

The so-called "favorability rating" and "affinity points" are not just simple data points.

Both the female guests in the group and Lin Yan firmly believed that there must be a cause and effect connection between them.

It may be invisible and intangible, but this connection cannot be severed even by spatial blockade.

If there is any connection in this world that is inevitable, it is only the cause and effect intertwined by fate.

Now, the other party has cut off all contact with the outside world, but has also given him an excellent mouthpiece.

Since you insist on forcibly invading my consciousness and devouring my soul...

That means you personally helped me unravel the cause and effect.

Lin Yan has gradually gotten used to the excruciating pain of his brain being repeatedly torn apart.

His consciousness sank into an endless darkness.

He was searching, searching for the cause and effect within that tangled mess of pain.

The situation might be worse once it's found, but there's no better solution right now.

found it.

The wire was burning hot, so hot that he could see a brand in the darkness.

A pair of scissors.

The scissors that belong to Saya the Slit-Mouthed Woman.

It lay quietly in the corner.

Air raid shelters cut off all contact with the outside world; they were not supposed to be connected to the outside world.

Until a reckless and ignorant spiritual force bit down hard.

……

Inside Lin Yan's bachelor apartment.

Saya was still sitting at the dining table, staring at the bowl of beef rice that was not yet finished.

Just over an hour ago, the apartment's speakers suddenly emitted a scream, and then went silent.

【The Mermaid in the Sewers】: Chu Chu's signal is cut off? The water network there is also locked by something, I can only send over a tiny bit of the rules.

[The Mermaid in the Sewer]: This is terrible, the things inside are extraordinary.

The mermaid actually sent two messages in the group chat.

Saya raised an eyebrow.

For someone as bizarre as them, the mermaids' behavior was rather positive.

[The Mermaid in the Sewer]: Those lunatics actually managed to catalyze this thing, this is troublesome.

【Mermaid in the Sewers】：@Slit-Mouthed Woman·Saya.

Hey, this turtle shell was sealed with human sacrifices and earth veins. Even if you tried to forcibly tear open the space to descend to your true form, you would still be devoured by the backlash of the rules, right?

Besides, it's too late now, isn't it?

Saya ignored the mermaid and silently locked her phone.