Star Rail Simulation, but Fate is Crazy

Bai Ge saw that Dan Heng looked dazed, as if he was completely immersed in the horrific memories that he could not bear to look back on. His eyes were empty and he looked like he had lost his soul.

He acted decisively and quickly took off the gloves on his hands.

"Pa!" With a crisp sound, a heavy slap hit Dan Heng's face.

"Wake up, everyone! Wake up!"

Dan Heng felt a slight tingling sensation on his face, and only then did he break free from the distorted memories.

He shook his head slightly, gradually came back to his senses, and his eyes became focused.

Bai Ge looked at him and asked, "What happened after you and your partner gained the Three Spirits?"

"Then, a teacher who looked like someone of my status stopped me. From the fragments of his conversation with me, I discovered that he was a follower of the Church of the Balance, and I was its guardian..."

“So here I am…”

Having said that, Dan Heng couldn't help but murmur in a low voice, his voice full of fatigue and helplessness, as if he had used up all his strength to squeeze out these few words.

“This world is crazy!”

"What's this?"

Bai Ge glanced at him sideways, with a hint of disapproval in his eyes.

Then, he slowly opened his mouth and told in detail what he had seen and heard at the painted skin stall, like pouring beans from a bamboo tube.

"Is the culprit behind all this the [Pure Beauty List]?" Dan Heng asked Bai Ge with a frown on his face, his eyes full of confusion and inquiry.

Bai Ge was slightly startled, with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Why do you have such an idea?"

Dan Heng asked seriously, without hesitation, "If it weren't for this list, how could this group of people have fallen into such a state of madness?"

Bai Ge slowly shook his head and sighed helplessly, his expression revealing deep fatigue and pity: "The culprit is not the [Pure Beauty List] itself."

He paused, then spoke word by word, "It's those who believe in the Pure Beauty List and regard it as a guiding principle."

This world is rotten from the root.

"In this twisted world, an absurd perception has formed: the more perfect one is, the greater the status and power they represent." Bai Ge's expression was solemn as he continued to explain, "And the [Pure Beauty List] has undoubtedly become another symbol of this distorted status and power."

Dan Yiqi paused for a moment and then continued.

"Just like the Painted Skin you mentioned, with its uncanny ability to peel off skin, it holds a place in this world of the [Best Skin List]; and for example, these [Balanced Cosmetic Gloves] in our hands are also products of this twisted rule."

"However, these are not the truth of this world..."

His eyes met with Dan Heng's, and the two of them just stared at each other quietly, each other's eyes reflecting the other's helpless and worried expressions.

At this moment, without words, they all knew in their hearts that the secrets hidden deep within this world were far more complex and terrifying than what they had seen.

After a long while, the two of them sighed in unison, as if they had telepathy.

Once again devoted himself to performing operations on other believers.

Dan Heng fell into deep thought, wondering whether he could shoulder the burden of completing this difficult task by activating the "hidden backup energy" in his body that he had never used before.

Bai Ge, who was standing aside, also had a solemn expression on his face. His thoughts were like a wild horse running wildly between various possibilities. He was thinking about how they should completely overturn this world that had been distorted from the foundation if they ultimately failed to complete the task.

j iu IX 异衤*三紦VI "Ideology Formation Field?"

As soon as the thought flashed through his mind, he immediately rejected it.

It would take too long to change the world in this subtle way, and in the current urgent situation, distant water cannot quench immediate thirst.

"Anti-organic equation?"

He thought about the plan again, but quickly shook his head.

The technological level of this world is so bizarre that it is beyond imagination. In such an environment, the "Anti-Organic Equation" can play a very small role and it is difficult to achieve the expected effect.

Just as he was thinking hard, suddenly a flash of inspiration came to his mind and a bold idea emerged.

Create a reality meme virus called "Eye of Truth"!

Aren’t people in this world obsessed with “beauty” to the point of being almost crazy?

Then let them use this "eye of truth" to clearly see their most "real" appearance.

Thinking of this, Bai Ge's mouth curled up slightly, and he felt like a good person who saved people from being lost.

"Perfect" World: Chapter 116: Abetting the Tiger

Talking two ends.

Bai Ge and Dan Heng were performing surgery on the believers in an orderly manner, while they were nervously thinking about how to complete the task successfully.

Meanwhile, on Xing and March 7th's side, another absurd scene was unfolding on campus.

"Big sister!"

A handsome boy, without any warning, prostrated himself in front of Xing with a plop. His posture was extremely pious.

"For the sake of the overall appearance of the class, please accept these things!" His face was full of flattery, and his voice was filled with an almost fanatical eagerness.

Xing had a blank expression on her face, her eyes as cold as a pond, and she looked quietly at the things the man in front of her handed over.

There was a pile of objects, wrinkled human skin stacked up, facial features that seemed to be randomly pieced together, internal organs emitting a disgusting fishy smell, brains trembling, and those works that seemed to have beautiful artistic styles but no signatures. All of this combined together was like a nightmare.

"roll!"

Xing spat out a word coldly. The voice was not loud, but it was like a heavy hammer, echoing in the silent air.

The man kneeling on the ground trembled all over.

The man kneeling on the ground trembled violently, as if he was hit by an electric current.

"Although the quality is a bit weak, but..."

He tried to argue, but his voice trembled slightly with fear.

Without saying a word, Xing stretched out her slender and powerful hand, and with lightning speed, she grabbed the disgusting guy's head tightly.

Then, he exerted a little force on his hands, as if crushing an eggshell, and "crack!" A crisp sound as if something was cracking suddenly rang out.

The handsome boy couldn't help but let out a shrill cry of pain, the sound echoing in the campus, sounding particularly terrifying.

Then, Xing waved his arm and threw him out like garbage.

"Disgusting stuff!"

Xing frowned in disgust, as if he had seen the dirtiest thing in the world. After clapping his hands, he turned around and looked at March Seven who was trembling with fear.

"Ying!" Sanyueqi made a weak cry like a frightened bird, "Why are you looking at me like that..."

There was a cry in her voice.

"We're scared."

At this time, March 7th's body couldn't stop shaking, and he looked like a quail curled up into a ball.

Xing rubbed his head helplessly, raised his eyes and looked around, only to see those "classmates" looking at him with extremely passionate, even crazy eyes.

Those glances, like a complex web woven with countless threads, were cast from all directions.

It is filled with crazy worship, as if Xing and March 7 are gods that have descended from the sky, requiring people to bow down and worship them;

He did not hide his envy at all, as if he was gazing at a treasure out of reach, full of admiration for their beauty.

However, among these many gazes, there was also a chilling greed, a twisted desire to possess them for themselves, as if they were rare treasures that could be plundered at will.

The most creepy thing was those greedy gazes, as if Xing and March 7 were not of the same kind, but rather delicious dishes that could fill the stomach. Under such gazes, it seemed as if they would be eaten alive at any time.

These gazes intertwined together, pressing people hard to breathe, but under the intimidation of their outstanding looks, no one dared to step forward rashly.

"go!"

Xing grabbed Sanyueqi's wrist and walked quickly towards the school rooftop.

Because of their outstanding looks, no one dared to stop them along the way, and those fanatical gazes could only gradually fade away behind them.

In this way, Xing and Sanyueqi rushed all the way and finally arrived at the school rooftop.

On the rooftop, the sun pours down unreservedly, looking bright and brilliant, outlining the scenery of the entire city like an exquisite painting.

In the distance, tall buildings stand in an orderly manner, the streets are bustling with traffic, and green trees and flowers are dotted in between. At first glance, it is a beautiful sight.

When they first arrived in this world, Xing and Sanyueqi were delighted by the beautiful scene before them. The pure beauty seemed to be able to cleanse all the haze in their hearts.

However, at this moment, after experiencing all kinds of absurdity and distortion, the world in their eyes is completely different.

In their hearts, the beauty before their eyes is nothing but a false appearance, covering up the disgusting ugliness deep inside.

On the quiet rooftop, Xing and San Yue Qi stood facing each other, silence spreading between them.

"What the hell are those guys?" March 7 broke the silence and looked at Xing with confusion.

Xing was immersed in thought. When she heard March Seven's words, she slowly turned her head, her eyes fell on her, and called out, "March."

"Hmm?" March 7 responded, his eyes full of confusion.

"Have you heard the story behind the idiom 'serving a tiger as an accomplice'?" Xing asked.

March 7 nodded, then shook his head.

Have you heard of this or not?

Xing sighed and said to her father.

This world is so twisted.

It's difficult for her to achieve something abstract.

Then she explained to San Yueqi the background story of the idiom "serving a tiger as an accomplice".

In the folk legends of Xianzhou, tigers are extremely ferocious. Anyone bitten to death by one will have their soul imprisoned and transformed into a ghost.

Not only do these minions have no intention of resisting, but they are willing to become accomplices of the tiger.

When a tiger is hunting, it will clear the way ahead, cleverly avoiding traps set by hunters, allowing the tiger to approach its prey smoothly.

What's worse, the minions will actively help the tiger search for and capture humans.

"Hmm." Sanyueqi nodded, seeming to understand, and then asked, "Does this have anything to do with our current situation?"

Looking at March Seventh’s silly and confused look.

Xing sighed helplessly again.

"Don't you find that the facial features of the students in this school look particularly familiar?"

“Is the repetition rate particularly high?”

"Don't you sometimes mistake people?"

San Yueqi was stunned, and the expression on his face froze instantly.

Immediately afterwards, a chill like an electric current shot through her tailbone to the top of her head.

She widened her eyes and said in horror, "You mean..."

"That's right!" Xing nodded solemnly, "Most of the students in this school are like minions!"

Xing finished speaking.

Something similar to a pop-up window also appeared in front of her, which was the task panel for opening up the gate.

【Related faction updates.】

【Name: Beautiful Minion】

【Destiny: Greedy*Harmonious】

[Introduction: Do you want my face? Take it——]

When this "gift" wrapped around my neck like a venomous snake, I realized with shock that the price had already been secretly marked: your appearance will be forever frozen at the moment of acceptance. From then on, all growth related to "beauty" will be stripped away from me, and I will have to lick the flaws and wrinkles alone.

If you greedily desire to approach "perfection," you must become my apostle and place this seemingly gorgeous shackle on the throats of more people.

This is an insatiable feast: I harvest the beauty of others as bait, using the illusion of "perfection" to feed a group of prisoners trapped in the mirror. Every piece of face I devour is a new link in the chain - until everyone becomes a never-ending blood-making machine in my greedy stomach.

March Seven widened his eyes and stared at the panel in front of him, his eyes full of complicated expressions.