When I was in a world of unconventional rules and taboos

[Kim Yu-ki, the chosen one of the Great Stick Nation, has fallen, and punishment has begun. A bizarre invasion will descend upon "Er-shou" in ten minutes.]

Seeing their chosen one fall, the high-ranking officials of the Great Stick Country could no longer remain calm.

They didn't care much about the fall of the Chosen One.

But it's different for Keershou.

Seoul is the capital of the Great Korean Empire, the economic lifeline of them!

Now we're about to fall into the clutches of bizarre and supernatural tales.

This could cost them their lives!

Such a severe blow is enough to set back the economy of the United States by decades.

It's even possible that the country could go from being a "big stick country" to a "small stick country"!

"No, Oppa!"

Upon witnessing Kim Yu-ki's death, many die-hard fans of South Korea suffered a mental breakdown.

For them, their oppa is their life, their everything, more important than their own parents.

They would rather give up their own parents' lives to bring their oppa back to life.

But that's obviously impossible.

At this moment, the entire capital city of Erdos was in complete chaos.

Countless ordinary people are powerless to resist the arrival of this bizarre natural disaster and can only watch helplessly as they die.

Those important figures already had experience in dealing with such situations. They quickly boarded special helicopters that were constantly running and ready to escape the city from its impending doom and head to other safe places.

The world of ghost stories.

Kudo Yuma, Bruce, Andrew, and Aaron, who barely made it through the West Cemetery, soon received notes from the terrifying paper figures.

The note contained the cemetery owner's "request" to them.

They were required to plant ten trees and shrubs every day in the western section of the cemetery until the entire abandoned western section was covered with trees, achieving comprehensive greening.

And every three days, a fixed set of "tribute" was sent.

It is called a "request", but it is actually a "command".

After figuring out the backgrounds of several chosen ones

The owner of the western cemetery was no longer polite and started to push his luck.

They completely disregarded the Chosen Ones and made arbitrary demands.

If they fail to complete the task, the terrifying paper doll will quickly pluck parts off the chosen one as punishment.

For a time, Kudo Yuma, Bruce, Andrew, and Aaron dared not speak out against their anger.

The other party clearly had them cornered, showing absolutely no politeness.

This situation is in stark contrast to Su Ming's treatment.

This shows that the phenomenon of bullying the weak and fearing the strong also exists in the world of supernatural tales.

Faced with this, the chosen ones could only choose to endure it.

As dawn approached, the Chosen One, exhausted from a night's sleep, breathed a sigh of relief and could finally go back to rest.

However, they still had to go back to the Martyrs' Cemetery in the South District to bring back the child's body, lest it be carried away by wolves, which would only cause more trouble.

After taking the child's body back into the house

The Chosen Ones, already under immense pressure, were beginning to break down.

Unlike Su Ming, who dared to disturb the offerings at the Su family's ancestral tomb, they had already filled their stomachs. Instead, they had been starving all night.

Having not eaten or drunk anything all night, they now needed to find something to eat.

Otherwise, they probably wouldn't have even had a chance to kill the strange creatures.

They starved themselves to death first.

At this point, Bruce, the chosen one of the Bald Eagle Empire, had a huge advantage. As a master of wilderness survival, he found some edible plants and wild fruits on the way, as well as a large rat carcass in the rice jar.

After a simple fire and cooking, he enjoyed a breakfast that was neither good nor bad.

A piece of rat leg, a rat tail, a handful of thorny grass, a handful of dandelions, a small handful of wild bitter fruit...

Soon, roasted rat tails, rat legs, and a large pot of what looked like a culinary disaster were served.

Bruce didn't mind and wolfed it down to replenish his energy.

"Crunch, tastes like chicken, not bad..."

In this situation, there is still meat, vegetables, and fruit after the meal.

Compared to other chosen ones, it is extremely luxurious.

In contrast, Andrew of the Ice Bear Empire did not receive such good treatment. He could only have some rat meat roasted and mixed with some boiled hot water to barely fill his stomach.

"Hahaha, Bruce from our Bald Eagle Empire is truly amazing. Even in this situation, he managed to gather so much food to ensure his nutritional needs are met."

"In comparison, that big idiot from the Ice Bear Empire is no good at all; he can only sit there and eat rat meat."

"Our Bald Eagle Empire is the most awesome!!!"

Seeing Bruce's fierce and powerful actions,

The people of the Bald Eagle Empire instantly became smug again, recklessly mocking the Ice Bear Empire's foolishness.

"Wait a minute, what is Kudo Yuma from the Sakura Country doing? Why is he eating Grandpa's offerings? Holy crap, where did he get the nerve?"

"No, it seems that rule three doesn't say that you can't touch Grandpa's offerings. Besides, as his own grandson, Grandpa wouldn't drag him down in the middle of the night, which means that Grandpa's offerings can be eaten."

"Oh my god, how come I didn't think of that? Aaron also went to get Grandpa's offerings. It seems neither of them killed the big rat in the rice jar!"

"Good heavens, could it be that the rat in the rice jar has some special function? Kudo Yuma is a genius detective in Japan, he must have noticed something. Aaron has always kept a low profile, he probably guessed something too..."

Seeing that Kudo Yuma and Aaron, the two filial sons, had begun to steal the offerings placed in front of the coffin,

Audiences from around the world were instantly thrown into a frenzy.

Clearly, no one expected these two to pull such a stunt.

The key point is that these two were eating the offerings from their grandfather while kneeling and kowtowing, apologizing to their grandfather in the coffin, fearing that their grandfather would hold it against them, his "real grandsons".

This series of maneuvers was truly spectacular and impressed everyone.

Soon, the Chosen Ones, having eaten and drunk their fill, went to bed to rest. They were exhausted after a long night and could no longer hold on.

However, they did not know at that moment that...

A large group of villagers, along with several terrified children who could barely speak, were rushing towards them.

Among these angry villagers,

There was also a furious father who had lost his son, carrying an old hunting rifle.

.....

The world of ghost stories.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps and vulgar curses came from outside the door, and the already dilapidated door was soon hit violently.

"Su Ming, get out here right now!"

"You son of a bitch, how dare you hit my brat! If I don't teach you a lesson today, you won't know who's boss!"

"Don't think you're so great just because you're the first college student to leave the village. Let me tell you, Sujia Village has never acknowledged anyone like you. Get out here right now!"

As the noise from outside began,

On the wooden bed, a figure who was sleeping soundly suddenly opened a pair of blood-red eyes.