Minecraft: Steve came to the back room

"I'm not the kind of person who kills innocent people indiscriminately, and I've always been kind to people and have no enemies, so I haven't converted many ghosts at all."

"Why don't you hand over the Ghost King to me?"

"What? You want to carry out a massacre?"

"I just wanted to study whether the Ghost King could self-divide and reproduce..."

"Damn! When it comes to being a pervert, you researchers are the real monsters. I can't give you the person, but you can still take some blood for your research!"

"Come pick me up when Ichigo and the others go to the Seireitei. Aizen's defection from the Gotei 13 is a famous scene. As someone who loves watching a good show, it would be a shame not to go and take a look."

Kisuke Urahara reached out and adjusted his hat, and with a thought, the Nichirin Blade in his hand was replaced by a cane.

"Then I'll go back and prepare myself properly, that's Aizen after all..."

A white mist appeared and completely engulfed his body.

I watched the white mist dissipate.

'That's considered top-tier combat power...'

Even if Kisuke Urahara doesn't always listen to him, having a 'friend' with such fighting prowess is still very useful in certain situations.

That's how friendship works: you help me, I help you.

"It will also take Fury some time to prepare the nuclear bomb..."

He walked to the box, took out an A4 sheet of paper that had not been digitized, and wrote down all the extra properties of the rare metal on it.

Yang Bo, who just returned from the Marvel universe, has no plans to go back for the time being.

'Go to the back room first and see what else might drop items, especially rare ones.'

They strode towards the school level.

The school does not have a day-night division, but apart from those physical schools, other homeless people still divide their day into 24-hour periods.

'I need to find a level with a lot of entities. Level 9 would be suitable. I can catch a few Neighbor Watchers. Although the number of crystals dropped by Watchers isn't high, they are still considered rare drops. As for the rest, I'll just take whatever I find...'

Just as he was lost in thought, the Hogyoku in his accessory inventory seemed to be activated, emitting a soft white light.

However, Yang Bo didn't have an accessory slot, so he didn't notice the changes in the Hogyoku.

Arriving at Level 11, the boundless city, from the school's main gate, I hopped on my motorcycle, chose a direction, and sped off.

Ten minutes later.

Yang Bo stood in a clean alley, flanked by two strangely shaped office buildings.

The bottom three floors of the two office buildings have no windows at all, as if they were deliberately sealed off during construction.

Only a single white metal door with an exclamation mark on it stands on the wall of one of the buildings.

'Level!? Holy crap, if you want to find something tangible, they just give you this: run up a level if you don't want to die?'

"Level! Run if you don't want to die!" The level is a long, narrow, hospital-style corridor with dense doors on both sides. Once a wanderer enters the level, a massive cluster of entities will spawn behind them and relentlessly pursue them. They must run at full speed to the end of the corridor to escape; if they are caught, they will die instantly.

There are no safe zones at all in the entire hierarchy, so it is impossible to establish an outpost.

"The survival difficulty of Class 5 is quite interesting."

Yang Bo stepped forward and placed his hand on the silver-white metal doorknob; the icy touch seemed to warn him of danger.

"I wonder if I'll encounter anything of value..."

Click.

The iron gate marked with an exclamation mark was opened, and a strong smell of disinfectant immediately wafted out from the corridor behind it.

The narrow corridor stretches endlessly forward, with densely packed, sealed ward doors lining both sides of the ten-kilometer-long straight passage.

The white incandescent light on the ceiling illuminated the corridor, making it appear completely safe.

"As expected, it's a level! A hierarchy."

Yang Bo's body trembled slightly, and his spirits gradually became excited.

"Looks like we're about to have a good killing spree."

He then closed the door behind him.

The next moment, the incandescent lights on the ceiling went out, and the glaring red EXIT warning lights flashed at a high frequency on the corridor ceiling.

Immediately afterwards, a piercing alarm sounded, and the doors on both sides of the corridor suddenly opened, with all sorts of entities appearing from the doors and behind him.

"Roar--"

"Wang-"

"squeak--"

The sounds emanating from various entities were a chaotic mess: hounds, laughing nightmares, limbs, corpse rats, death moths…

The corpses, both familiar and unfamiliar, were densely packed together.

"Devouring the Void"

Without hesitation, Yang Bo immediately unleashed the initial power of the enchantment, doubling its already abnormal strength, while staring at the surging corpses.

"It's my destiny to get rich!!"

"Breathing of Thunder: Rice Spirit!"

A silvery-white lightning bolt instantly covered the hospital corridor, and in a flash, countless experience orbs and dropped items appeared.

The "Death Moth," the weakest single unit, is instantly killed by area-of-effect attacks.

"Moth Jelly x21"

'This… the Death Moth isn't bad! Moth jelly is a good thing!'

The only problem is that the Death Moth is too fragile. Getting it to 30% health is really troublesome, as it dies very easily!

"Powered volley!"

A hunting dog that had lunged forward with its mouth wide open flew back at an even faster speed, crashing into a solid area and causing a man to fall over.

"Teleportation"

Yang Bo's figure disappeared from the spot and then reappeared above a smiling face.

"Die!"

puff--

Chapter 227 Run if you don't want to die

puff--

The Smiling Nightmare's body was instantly pierced by the Devouring Void, and the black mist scattered in all directions, looking extremely eerie under the red light of the emergency lights.

"Thunderbolt Flash - Six-Hit Combo"

"Thunderbolt Flash - Eight-Strike Combo"

The skill was used twice in succession, causing the continuous stream of entities to even pause briefly.

"Damn it, it's all garbage!"

Apart from dead moths dropping some moth jelly, other corpses drop either bones, rotten flesh, or leather.

Upon approaching, the fallen items were drawn by an invisible force and flew into his body.

Wait a minute... something's not right.

Logically speaking, with so many dropped items, his backpack should have been full by now.

However, the loot that was dropped in large quantities under the high-level looting bonus is still continuously flying into his body.

Open the backpack.

"Rotten Flesh x 677"

"More stacked modules?!"

Wielding the Devouring Void, it severed all the claws and arms that rushed forward or reached out.

"Finally... I don't have to worry about backpack capacity anymore. This capacity is at least ten times greater, and it would be even better if it were 99999."

Although some people are never satisfied and try to swallow an elephant, what if…

He had long been fed up with the original stacking limit of 64 units per group.

Grab a female dead moth that flies by, reach out and tear off its mouthparts and wings. After suffering such a severe injury, the dead moth, whose body is constantly shedding phosphorus powder, instantly loses 50% of its health. With a slight squeeze, its health drops to 20% in an instant.

"It doesn't seem that difficult after all!"

Despite enduring the bites and scratches from several creatures, he took out a "biological display bottle" and put the qualified dead moth inside.

"whee--"

Just then, a burst of children's laughter came from behind the physical army.

Several little girls dressed in white dresses, with disheveled hair, rushed towards him along the hospital corridor, carrying various common household tools such as knives, forks, and screwdrivers.

"The Faceless Spirit in Childhood"

"Level! There are even young Faceless Spirits in there?"

Grabbing a young Faceless Spirit that jumped up and swung its knife, Yang Bo hesitated for a moment as he looked at the body that was only about ten years old.

But in the next instant, the knife in its hand had already pierced his arm.

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"That despicable entity disguised itself as a human child! It's utterly unforgivable!"

boom!

Grabbing the young Faceless Spirit by the leg, he swung it like a baseball bat, sending the remaining young Faceless Spirits flying.

Blood volume is below 30%.

Yang Bo took out a biological display bottle and put it directly inside.

"Bio-display bottle (juvenile Faceless Spirit)"