When I was in a world of unconventional rules and taboos

Su Ming's initial relationship with the [Beast] stemmed from a transaction.

On that rainy night when he had just arrived, not only did the [Strange Tales Space] discover him as an outsider, but another, even more terrifying entity also noticed him.

Thus, a newly arrived soul and an unknown, forbidden being reached a secret "cooperation".

The purpose of the transaction was simply to obtain a "staple food".

【Strange Tales Space】is that "main course".

Thus began a meticulously planned "pre-meal etiquette" ceremony.

As the "director," Su Ming was in charge of overseeing the entire event and also served as the lead actor.

A certain "gluttonous" bastard is responsible for providing military assistance.

During this time, Su Ming also had to clean up the mess left by a certain bastard who liked to act recklessly and add unnecessary drama, and bring everything back on track.

The relationship between the two is also quite special; the two sides, which should have been vastly different in strength, have always maintained an equal footing.

Perhaps because the [beast] was merely residing within his body, Su Ming still held the initiative most of the time.

During the subsequent period of cooperation, Su Ming gave [Beast] a stern warning: don't touch his dog, or you'll face the consequences.

The first time the two sides turned against each other was during the time of "The Gravekeeper".

The final result was the beast's powerless roar.

When the silly dog ​​returned home in a sorry state, he saw Su Ming with a pale face and coughing incessantly, as if he were injured.

It was because these two started fighting again inside the [Strange Tales Space].

The moment the silly dog ​​was thrown out, Su Ming began to fight for control of his body and started battling the [beast].

.....

According to the initial "deal" between the two parties, the [Beast] should have left Su Ming's body after consuming the Strange Tales Space.

However, this guy clearly breached the contract and started refusing to leave...

He couldn't chase it away, and it wouldn't talk back when he was scolded, so Su Ming just treated it as raising another disobedient dog.

Su Ming, who devoured the [Strange Tales Space], also possessed all of its abilities to some extent, allowing him to freely enter any strange tale world.

Therefore, the so-called constraints will no longer be a problem.

[A strange family] [The gravedigger] [The town priest]...

Each of the ghost story instances became his private garden, which he could freely enter and exit.

The driverless bus number 204 also became Su Ming's vehicle and means of transportation.

The driving was also handled by the experienced driver, Silly Dog...

.....

one year later,

Inside a newly opened flower shop in the capital of the Dragon Kingdom, with a wide variety of flowers...

Aaron, with blond hair and blue eyes, was moving goods, while his wife was in charge of selling and collecting money. Their two children were also contributing to the family as much as they could.

Since the strange tales of rules left the real world and erased all traces, Aaron, the former chosen one, returned to the life of an ordinary person, becoming a husband and a father.

No one will remember his former status as the Chosen One.

Even the high-ranking officials of the Sunset Empire, who had repeatedly tried to stop Aaron from leaving, had forgotten about this former "hero" and turned a blind eye to Aaron's move to the Dragon Kingdom.

Compared to when he was an imperial hero,

Aaron still prefers spending time with his family nowadays.

No matter how powerful he was before, deep down he still considered himself just an ordinary person.

"Sister, sister, give me back my mask, it was a gift from Dad..."

"Hehehe, come and chase me! If you catch me, I'll give me back..."

After a period of busy activity, the two blond, blue-eyed children, a boy and a girl, started chasing and playing again.

The older girl was holding an ancient-looking demon mask.

This was precisely the trump card that Aaron had once been so proud of.

【Devil Mask】

Since the Rule of the Strange Tales left, Aaron was surprised to find that the power of his several strange artifacts was gradually diminishing.

In less than half a year, all the "tools" that had fought alongside him lost their power.

Aaron had no idea why this had happened, but deep down he had a vague guess.

"It must be related to him..."

Aaron looked at the two children playing not far away, and the demon mask that had long lost its eerie power, but the image of the man and the dog involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

It seemed that everything changed dramatically after the other person left.

Those ghost story props were all obtained from "Her" hands. Given this situation, there's probably only one possibility...

Perhaps the nightmares that haunt the real world and weighed on countless people have already been quietly extinguished.

However, although the ghost story props have lost their former power, his superhuman physical strength has always remained and has not dissipated.

Just as Aaron was lost in thought and reminiscence, a blur of motion suddenly swept past on the distant street, its smoothness causing countless passersby to stop and gasp in surprise.

When Aaron instinctively looked over, he was suddenly stunned. His superhuman dynamic vision immediately recognized it as a dilapidated green bus...

But the driver was a big yellow dog wearing a cowboy hat, black sunglasses, a cigar, and a black vest?!

Although the figure in the passenger seat next to the big yellow dog wasn't very clear, Aaron recognized it at first glance...

It's him! ?

He actually came back?!

Just as Aaron stood there in a daze, a warm embrace came from behind and hugged him.

"What are you looking at so intently!"

"Nothing much, just saw an old friend."

.....

Ten years later.

The old director of Qingshan Mental Hospital retired, and a new young director was appointed.

The newly arrived Dean Su is a handsome and promising young man. He arrived in a dilapidated bus and brought a big yellow dog with him.

When you enter Aoyama Mental Hospital, if you see a big yellow dog driving a bumper car, wearing a cowboy hat, black sunglasses, a black vest, and smoking a cigar, slowly driving along, followed by a team of security personnel, please don't be alarmed. That dog is the new director's "beloved pet" and "confidant," and also the newly appointed head of security.

You can simply call out "Hello, Dog Team!" to them. If the Dog Team is in a good mood, they might even offer you a cigar and give you a ride in their bumper cars.

As the head of the security team, "Dog Team" is second only to the dean, a true lackey of the dean. When in doubt, he can report on others at any time, and almost no one dares to mess with him.

In addition, the "dog team" has a private room that is not usually open to the public, and it is said that the dogs' most important treasure is buried inside.

That treasure trove—was it a room full of new and old slippers? And a limited edition Big Wave magazine tossed in the corner?

It's said that the dean loses a pair of slippers every three days, and the dog team, as his "confidants" and the head of security, is frequently reprimanded for this, yet they've never caught the "culprit"...

In the year following Dean Su's appointment as head of Qingshan Mental Hospital

More and more people joined one after another.

I heard it was a family of three from Dean Su's household...

An old man who likes to wander around with an oil lamp in the middle of the night...

My female assistant likes to wear black nun's habit...

A little girl who likes to doodle and draw everywhere she goes...

Everything seemed so absurd, yet perfectly harmonious.

In the quiet room, a gentle breeze blew in through the window, causing the pages of a dark notebook on the table to rustle open.

Bright sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the open notebook.

My name is Su Ming, and I'm a time traveler. This is my story.

......

it's over!

From February 10th until now, more than 100 days have passed, and this book has finally come to an end.

At the end of the book, let me share some thoughts with you, the readers who have made it this far.

Initially, I didn't intend to write the book "No Taboos".

For my second book, I originally wanted to write about a villain.

Later, someone suddenly told me that "Rule Tales" is quite popular lately, and I could give it a try...

"Strange Tales of Rules"?

What is that? I don't understand!

When I first heard this word, I was a little confused and didn't quite understand its meaning.

Suddenly being confronted with a subject matter they don't understand, the author probably won't know how to handle it.

It wasn't until I specifically looked it up that I realized, "Hmm, this looks familiar, but it looks strange, it seems a bit like the Infinite Flow genre."

It seems that the so-called "rules of the underworld" are actually no different from the supernatural version of the "infinite flow" genre, except that national destiny and live streaming factors have been added.

The so-called rules can be viewed as an infinite flow task; if you don't complete it well, you will be killed.

Generous rewards await those who complete the level...

Isn't this a coincidence? Isn't this a coincidence? As the author, I love the infinite flow genre the most...

The ambitious author instantly gained confidence.

The book "No Taboos" gradually took shape.

When I first started writing the book, inspiration kept flowing in, making me feel that I might have a talent for it.

I wrote over 80,000 words for the first ghost story arc, "The Mysterious Family," and even as I approached the very end, I remained confident...

Then, I got writer's block.

I have no idea what to write next. What am I doing? What am I supposed to write? What should I write in the next chapter?

I don't know, I don't know, I still don't know!

Young people, who have never been truly toughened up by society, always want to stand out from the crowd.

The author doesn't even glance at the strange tales circulating online; he only wants to write his own unique story.

However, I clearly overestimated my abilities.

I've been scratching my head all day and still don't know what to write.

I've been spacing out all day and can't utter a single word...

At that moment, I realized that I was not a gifted writer.

However, I'm the type who'll stick to something no matter what.

I'm afraid of rough seas?

Once you've made up your mind to do something, you absolutely can't stop now; you have to write it down no matter what!

Attentive readers will notice that there are about two days between the first and second ghost story instances.

Over the past two days, I've been constantly brainstorming and thinking about the next plot development.

The second instance initially planned was [Town Doctor], [Asylum], [Green Hill Mental Hospital], [Gravekeeper]...

Choose one of the four.

I initially had high hopes for "The Town Doctor" and had already started developing the plot. However, when I was halfway through writing, I suddenly stopped writing. It wasn't for any other reason than that I wanted to switch to another storyline temporarily.

[Su Ming: *slap!* (Slaps face) Still dare to act like a jerk?!]

Therefore, the [Town Doctor] was postponed, and the [Gravekeeper] was launched.

To write a good account of "The Gravekeeper," the author went to research relevant materials and even went to the back mountain in the middle of the night to observe...

After many days of hard work, the "Gravekeeper" storyline finally ended at around 100,000 words.

Everything seemed so beautiful...

After finishing the two Eastern-themed stories, I began to plan to delve into Western supernatural tales.

Then, I got writer's block again!

(Reader: Wait a minute, didn't you already decide on the "small-town doctor" role?)

Yes, but I suddenly feel that this subject matter isn't very Western, and the plot is too rough and needs polishing...

Two days... and another two days...

The author spent another two days polishing and refining the details, and finally got them almost perfect before starting.

As a result, another unexpected problem arose.

The "Town Doctor" ghost story instance doesn't sound very Western...

Maybe I could change careers?

Pastor? Priest?

And so, the entire plot was overturned once again!

The town priest is fresh off the press.

After a series of bumps and bruises along the way, and with bumps all over my head.

Soon, the third instance came to an end.

Then, I got writer's block again!

Two days... and another two days...

This time, I felt as if all my inspiration had vanished, and I was somewhat at a loss.

I've been racking my brains all day, thinking about it while eating and sleeping, even while driving to work, my mind wandered so much I almost drove myself to my death...

Finally, on the second day, I compiled a list of dungeon names...

[Sin City], [Haunted Building], [Death Restaurant], [Terror Train], [Mysterious Bus], [Source of Chaos], [Evil Curse], [Exorcist Detective], [Silent Realm], [Asylum], [Death Diary], [The Vanished Apartment]

Faced with so many choices, I fell into a deathly silence once again.

Sometimes, having too many choices is even more dangerous...

I initially chose "City of Sin," but after writing half of it, I got lost. Then I switched to "The Vanished Apartment," and again I experienced writer's block. Then I switched to "The Silent Realm"...

I did nothing all day but deleted thousands of words of scrap manuscript.

This time, I've been driven to the brink, and I don't know what to write...

Ultimately, for two consecutive days, my mind was racing, and by 9 PM on the second night, I still hadn't made a decision...

Then, I acted first and asked questions later, directly combining several ghost story instances that I had thought of, and wrote down the rules in a wildly imaginative way. As for how to write them next...

Let tomorrow's self think about it!

I'm such a clever little devil!

I might be the first author who dared to start writing without having a plot in mind or a clear idea of ​​how to write it...

Finally, the Exorcist Detective was born!

This is the only dungeon that moved even the author to tears...

Because it had several possible endings, but considering they were all too dark, the author cut them out and replaced them with a more peaceful one...

Soon, the exorcist detective story came to an end.

The author has fallen into a vicious cycle again...

This time, it wasn't two days, but seven. Fortunately, the foreshadowing laid earlier could be detonated, buying the author time...

During this time, the author knew that perhaps it was time to end it...

I was initially full of confidence, planning to write a million words, but reality has dealt me ​​a heavy blow...

This book performed very well, even better than the previous one, but the pressure that comes with it is even greater...

To write this book well, I'm completely exhausted. For over a hundred days straight, the author has been constantly thinking about new plot points, details, and developing the characters...

I'm constantly thinking, even before I go to sleep, and while driving to work, I'm thinking too, which almost led to a car accident...

It shouldn't have been this fast, but the author just couldn't keep up.

The author has persevered through this entire ordeal solely on sheer willpower, but now that willpower has almost completely dissipated...

If I continue writing, it will really become filler, and I'll lose all sense of its original flavor.

But when the time comes, you'll all be so angry you'll start cursing.

The author joined Tomato Bookstore on March 22, 2022. Since then, over a year has passed, and for 448 consecutive days, the author has been working on a new book almost immediately after finishing an old one, with virtually no rest...

I can't take it anymore...

After I rest for a few days and recover, I will start a new book and begin afresh.

(If you have any good suggestions for the new book genre, please let me know. By the way, there's a fan group on the homepage.)

The new book has been released: "Apocalypse: Awakening the Bloodline of Chi You, Iron-Eating Beasts Come to Surrender."