When I was in a world of unconventional rules and taboos

At that moment, Aaron, who was beginning his transformation, did not notice that a pair of beady eyes were watching him with satisfaction from the rice bin in the room behind him.

Sometimes, a person's growth can happen in an instant.

At this moment, Aaron had taken a crucial step from being an insignificant figure.

Fools seek power externally.

Wise people seek strength within themselves.

But the chosen ones want both!

At this moment, audiences from all over the world also witnessed the growth path of an ordinary person.

Unlike the other chosen ones, Aaron was just an ordinary person.

An extremely ordinary and unremarkable person.

A person who is very similar to the masses.

Because of his "invisible" talent, most viewers pay very little attention to him.

Most people's attention was focused on Su Ming, Kudo Yuma, Bruce, and Andrew, or they intentionally or unintentionally ignored his existence.

Yet, this ordinary person brought such a shock to everyone at this moment.

It turns out that ordinary people can also achieve this.

Ordinary people are no worse than those so-called elites.

"Being in a ghost story instance, constantly on the brink of life and death, is truly the most challenging thing to do. Aaron, this unassuming chosen one, has given me quite a shock right now!"

"Dealing with strange creatures doesn't necessarily require rules or strength; sometimes, wisdom is enough to turn the tide."

"A firm belief can shatter even the hardest rock. An ordinary person's desire for family and for survival is enough to transform him."

"This is the true way to clear the Ghost Story dungeon. Blindly following the rules might give you a sliver of hope, but making the right choices at crucial moments will yield much greater benefits."

"Su Ming has certainly set a good example for the other chosen ones. You know, humans are creatures that are good at learning and imitating..."

At this moment, the most excited people were naturally the high-ranking officials of the Sunset Empire.

Seeing their chosen one suddenly burst forth with such brilliance and undergo such a transformation, how could they not be excited?

Meanwhile, in the world of ghost stories, all the chosen ones who had just finished their night patrol received new "rules".

[Rule Eleven: On the Ghost Festival, the gates of hell are wide open, and ghosts roam freely. The living must avoid them, while the dead set out on their journeys. Unpredictable dangers will arise at this time. The closer it gets to the Ghost Festival, the more eerie events will occur. Please keep a close eye on your oil lamp and do not let the flame that represents hope go out. On the night of the Ghost Festival, do not leave the house, which represents safety.]

[Rule Twelve: At 8 PM on the seventh night, a mysterious bus will appear at the village entrance. That will be your only chance to leave. However, you need a ticket to board. Please find your ticket, otherwise you will be refused service. The mysterious bus will wait at the village entrance for fifteen minutes. Please do not be late, as it will not wait for you if you are late.]

On the Ghost Festival, the gates of hell open wide, the living avoid them, the dead set out on their journeys, mysterious buses appear, and tickets for their departure are issued...

In an instant, all the chosen ones were stunned.

Besides Su Ming knowing about the Ghost Festival in advance,

Kudo Yuma and Aaron are unaware of this yet.

They were also taken aback by the sudden change in rules.

These two rules seem to contradict each other.

Rule Eleven instructs the chosen ones not to go out during the Ghost Festival and to stay in a safe house.

Rule Twelve requires the chosen one to leave their house on the night of the Ghost Festival (Zhongyuan Festival), arrive outside the village before 8 PM, and board a mysterious bus to leave.

But you need a ticket to board the train? Where did they get tickets?!

Upon seeing these two contradictory rules, audiences from various countries immediately began to discuss and debate them.

Most viewers remained skeptical of Rule Eleven, given the number of Chosen Ones who had died inside the house before.

How could it possibly be safe inside the house?

"I think Rule Eleven is a lie. All the previous signs indicate that the house is not safe and that those mythical creatures can enter the house."

"Rule Twelve might actually be true, but where do we find the crucial departure ticket? That seems like a huge problem!"

The world of ghost stories.

Su Ming stared at the dark writing on the table, his eyes deep and thoughtful, as if he were pondering something.

The silly dog ​​next to it also stood up, rubbing its chin with its paws, looking thoughtful.

The actions of the man and the dog were somewhat similar at that moment.

Suddenly, a squeaking sound caught the attention of the man and the dog. The fat rat in the rice jar crawled out again, leisurely walked to the coffin, and patted the incense burner with three sticks of incense sticks, as if it were making a sign.

Clearly, there might be something hidden inside the incense burner.

Su Ming raised an eyebrow, walked up to the incense burner, and under the watchful eye of the fat rat, dug through the thick layer of incense ash to take out a tattered leather diary.

This leather diary looks quite old; the cover is tattered and covered in incense ash.

"This must be my grandfather's diary."

Su Ming looked enlightened and glanced at the fat rat leisurely drinking on the table.

Clearly, the fat rat left behind by the grandfather knew a lot and could always provide the chosen one with new hints at crucial moments.

After dusting off the incense ash from the diary in his hand, Su Ming opened the diary and began to read it under the watchful eyes of all the live stream viewers, his expression becoming increasingly strange.

All previous doubts were confirmed at this moment.

The Taoist priest in the village said I was cursed by the Grand Duke Jupiter, a cursed lone star, destined to be lonely and childless, with no descendants, a born tomb keeper. What utter nonsense! Everyone knows I, Old Su, am a handsome young man within a ten-mile radius. Countless women want to bear my children. Would I really be childless and without descendants...?

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[I knew it. The next day, the villagers were giving me strange looks. It turned out that the rumors about me being a cursed loner had spread. Many women were avoiding me. That scoundrel, I'll remember you. I'll pluck your beard one day. I refuse to believe I can stay single forever...]

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[Impossible, absolutely impossible! What does Old Huang know? I even saw him prying open Widow Wang's window last time. He's just a shameless old charlatan...]

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[Perhaps it's a coincidence, but let's wait and see. Only ten years have passed, and there are still bachelors like me in the village...]

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Time flies, decades have passed in the blink of an eye. It's nice to be alone, though the wind is a bit chilly tonight. My mood, which was fine before, has suddenly soured. It seems those wandering ghosts in the North District and that old geezer in the West District are up to their tricks. I'm unhappy, and everyone else should be too. Rat Fairy, let's go...

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Tomorrow is the day for ancestor worship, and those idiots from the village are coming again. I really don't want to deal with them, but oh well, they're all from the same clan after all...

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【How strange! During the ancestral worship ceremony today, something bizarre happened: a baby actually crawled out of the grave! I've been staying in the mountains for so long, and this is the first time I've ever seen anything like it. Those idiots in the village are terrified, saying the child is a jinx. But I've checked, and it's a living person, not a dead thing...】

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That child looks like he's destined to be with me. His eyebrows, his features—he looks exactly like me when I was young. Could it be that God sent him to take care of me in my old age? This is good, this is good! That damned God has finally opened his eyes. He won't curse you next time...

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