You tell me, this is called daily youth?

[Description: There is no absolute oppression in the world. It depends on the price you are willing to pay.]

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The Alienation level is within the reach of human technology, but the Chaos level possesses extraordinary capabilities. Forging can only bring about quantitative changes, while only strengthening and upgrading can bring about qualitative changes.

There is no doubt that this is a qualitative change.

A lawbreaker? I always feel like someone is messing with me.

Yuki had a complicated expression, a mixture of joy and worry. Why did he invest three enhancement points in forging the long sword? It was because he couldn't withstand the negative state and needed a simple but efficient weapon.

I'm lucky. If the side effect is really a debuff, it's equivalent to wasting two enhancement points. It's better to take the chainsaw sword back and continue using it.

But his luck was not too good. This side effect overlapped with the hunter's musket, which was a big mana consumer. If Yuki had not just made a huge profit, he would have probably turned into a Sima face.

After Demon Heart entered the 'normal level', he could hardly feel the improvement. It was probably because the amount required was too great, and a few hundred believers were simply not enough.

But the 'mana' is continuously increasing, barely enough to cover the consumption.

"Anyway, I can control the opening time, and use it normally as usual. It can solve my urgent need at a critical moment."

Yuki is very content. What he lacks now is defensive items, all kinds of them.

The energy released by the demon is released even less efficiently, and the whole person is just a crispy chicken with high attack and low defense. And it’s also good this way, as the entire combat system is considered to be complete.

With demonic possession as its core, it possesses the energy of a heart, the detection of its eyes, supplemented by enhanced magic and vital point transfer, and uses the drops of tranquility to maintain a calm state. It is equipped with a hunter's musket and a demon-breaker's long sword as its main weapons.

"Main C at medium and short range, possessing all-round characteristics such as detection, burst, and defense."

Yuki took a deep breath, feeling that the foundation was already solid, and all that was left was to make some repairs and use the game rewards to build it into a high-rise building.

As the fog cleared, the desire to become stronger became even stronger. Coincidentally, Yuki stepped down the last stone step and slowly turned his head.

There is a different world under the church.

Torches were burning on the gray wall. These torches were obviously "nuclear-powered" and there was no visible wear and tear at all.

The ceiling was estimated to be six or seven meters high, which amazed Yuki.

Is this considered underground? And why are there no enemies?

This underground space alone is an extraordinary phenomenon, and its area is definitely many times larger than the church on the ground. Continuing to move forward, I once again realized the absurdity of the reincarnation game.

The corridor ahead was only wide enough for four people to walk side by side at first, but it gradually began to expand and finally reached five or six meters in width, no longer looking like a corridor.

The first half is relatively narrow, with a slight slope and some twists and turns; then it gradually widens and becomes straight, just like the four main roads in Yaduo Town, and some rooms can be seen on both sides.

There is still no one here. Logically, there should still be a purple-robed priest left.

Yuki carefully kicked open the doors on both sides, his brows subconsciously furrowed.

There were no enemies inside. These were storerooms, with shelves filled with gold and jewels, and even the walls inlaid with gems, sparkling with wealth.

After staying in Yaduo Town for two days, he found that there was no commercial activity in this deformed town, and he had no idea what the collected property was for.

Perhaps all that is needed is the attitude of believers, who should dedicate their body and mind to the gods. What does a mere property matter?

He was not interested in the wealth in the copy. He walked further in and opened another door, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Behind these doors are living rooms, which are luxurious compared to the simple corridors, with a big bed, a dressing table and other things.

He even saw people, all kinds of women, half-naked, lying on the bed and fast asleep, their bodies stretched out, breasts half exposed, their snow-white thighs spread apart, releasing endless charm.

Sometimes these girls move slightly, revealing even whiter skin, which makes people want to go in, lift the quilt, and have sex with them.

Damn, what kind of silver party is this?

Yuuki quickly closed the door, thinking about many things at once.

The old man asked his daughter-in-law to go to church, the strange behavior of the priest in the cemetery, the sheets on the church benches, and what Oreki Houtarou saw with his own eyes...

I think, the gatherings are all held in the square, why does the church have so many seats?

His powerful thinking ability instantly conjured up many images. Inside the church, men and women were having sex in front of the statues, giving a feeling of both blasphemy and holiness coexisting.

"Slaanesh is like a raging monster, poisoning the youth of the Empire."

Yuki quickly said a couple of 'prayers' and became firm and loyal again.

Continuing forward, the rooms in front are even more terrifying. Some are filled with torture instruments, including branding irons, whips, tiger benches, and some even have guillotines. The black floor is covered with dark red bloodstains, and I guess these things have also been used.

But looking all the way, Yucheng didn't see any shackles or anything like that, and the surrounding layout didn't look like a torture chamber.

No matter how absurd the reincarnation game is, it would not fill the torture chamber with flowers and carve statues on the walls. Moreover, if you look closely at those statues, they are even more creepy.

They may cut flesh, whip themselves, or stand under the guillotine and cut the ropes themselves. Their movements are varied, but the common point is very simple:

They were all smiling, smiles of genuine joy.

"This thing is meant to be used on oneself. Could it be related to the 'cultist's' suggestion that 'one needs to please the gods in one's own way'?"

Unable to understand, Yuki looked at his watch and found that there was still time, so he went back the same way, opened every room and looked through them again.

Mountains of jewels and treasures, shelves filled with all kinds of meat, vegetables, and fruits, beauties and men on beds, rooms filled with torture instruments...

Finally, there are believers who are immersed in strong faith and transcend life and death.

A sense of déjà vu grew stronger, connecting it to the original joke.

"The method is slightly different, but why does it have a taste of Slaanesh?" Yuki was serious this time. He reached the final stage and finally connected all the lines.

These rooms must be used by church leaders and believers. Putting aside wealth, beauty and the like, they are all for venting desires, and the highest form of venting is firm belief.

'Get baptized and dedicate everything to God.'

Yuki suddenly flashed through the old man's words and looked at the wide corridor, feeling a bit of chill behind him.

Beneath the piety and kindness, there are unrestrained souls that express themselves freely. They are trying to please God, but they are also trying to please themselves.

They make money as much as they want, enjoy themselves as much as they want, abuse themselves as much as they want, and release their desires as much as they want. The entire Yaduo Town is an altar. In this way, they desire the attention of the evil god.

Those who are involved are often confused. So that's how it is. The beginning of this journey is "baptism".

Yuki took a step forward and walked deeper into the corridor. A strange sense of justice surged in his heart, as if giving the killing a legal cloak.

The judge deserves the title.

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After walking a short distance, the original corridor had extended to both sides and the dome became taller. Yuki stopped and saw a black stone door in front of him.

The door was about six or seven meters high, with some patterns engraved on it. If you looked closely, it looked like some hieroglyphics, but they were too abstract and Yuki couldn't recognize them at all.

Gulu.

He swallowed subconsciously and did not push the door open without knowing the consequences. Considering what he had just seen, Yuki first took a big sip of Tranquility Drops, then drew out his knife and pushed it with the scabbard.

Click click click.

The door opened without much effort. Yuki lowered his head and saw a clear dividing line on the ground.

The light from the torch seemed to encounter an invisible wall and could no longer penetrate at the end of the corridor. Yuki didn't even need to think, he turned around, took the torch from the wall, and threw it inside.

The torch rolled, releasing a ball of light, which finally illuminated the surroundings.

Gray floors, thick columns, this is a hall, exuding the traces of the vicissitudes of time everywhere.

"Same spatial dimension, this should be the core of the church's underground, where baptisms take place." Yuki glanced at his watch and decisively activated the Devil's Eye.

Now that he has no believers, he is not afraid of attracting the attention of the evil god, and he will return in more than half an hour. If you have the guts, go and settle the score with the reincarnation game.

Deep in the hall, there was a huge black object. It was much larger than the purple-robed priest, making people wonder how terrifying it was in its prime.

According to the nature of the reincarnation game, just like Dean Fuchuan, in his prime state he has the ability to at least wipe out all the players.

Yuki made a guess and was about to throw the second torch when he heard an old voice coming from the hall.

"Since you're here, why are you lingering at the door?"

Although he only heard the voice but didn't see the person, Yuki was sure that it was the voice of the saint. Apart from hearing his sermons at the beginning of the game, they had never met each other.

Go in? Do you think I'm stupid?

As an excellent old bastard, how could Yuki go in if he had a choice? Anyway, he had already achieved a mission evaluation of S level or above.

"I thought you would be driven by anger and seek to eradicate evil," the voice added.

"I always respect the fate of others. Whether it's baptism or the things in the room, it's all their own will." Yuki sneered. He has the bottom line as a human being, but that doesn't mean he wants to be a messenger of justice.

Accompanied by heavy breathing, the voices in the room fell silent for a moment, and the next sentence made Yuki's pupils shrink.

"You're rational and decisive, unmoved by the contents of the dungeon. You're different from the player I remember."

Player? Not a foreigner?

Yuki slowly opened his mouth. Didn't Yaduo Town always call players outsiders? Fortunately, after experiencing the Devil's Hospital, he has become immune to this situation.

"What you heard from the clown is not correct. He should not have been baptized."

"Of course not. Players are cautious, but souls are never willing to let down their guard. But don't underestimate God's guidance. He knows everything."

Divine guidance?

Yuki's expression suddenly changed. If the other party knew everything, he would not have waited until now, which means that he just found out.

So the final ritual was indeed to contact the evil god. If I had done nothing, I would be a dead man now.

Wait a minute, how does the evil god know the players?

Yuki was confused. The evil god was not just a background story, he really existed. But his existence did not mean that he knew the players. Could he be a more powerful version of Dean Tomikawa?

Walking out of The Truman Show, out of the realm of the game NPC? No, then how can he still influence the dungeon? Doesn't this make him a kind of existence similar to the reincarnation game?

With his mind full of questions, Yuuki had long known that the reincarnation game was not simple, and he had been searching for the truth. For example, the diary and the targeting of the first copy were simply unavoidable.

After three copies, he found a lot of answers, and then gained more questions.

"Don't try to guess about the gods, it's disrespectful. By the way, do you want to know why the hunting rifle in your hand is a chaos item?" The old voice came again. It was a question, and the voice was full of temptation, as if he knew what Yuki desired most.

Money? Beauty? Power? No, he longed for answers.

Oh my god, you even know this.

Yuki glanced at the hunter's musket and sensed the danger. A voice in his heart roared:

Don't answer! Don't answer! Don't answer!

Reason was frantically warning the police, but Yuuki couldn't help his curiosity. Exploring the mystery of the reincarnation game was his greatest pursuit, so he nodded slightly.

"Go ahead, I'm really interested."

As he answered, he lifted his right foot, his eyes lost focus, and leaned forward, stepping towards the door, towards the answer.

At the same time, he heard the old man's murmur, the voice was very close, as if it was standing in front of him.

"Because -"

"He was a player from another faction."

Chapter 34: Deep into the game!

A player from another faction? What does that mean?

Yuuki was becoming more and more interested.

He was very clear-headed and could analyze the possibility that the other party was making up a story.

He was also very confused, like a traveler who had not had water for several days in the desert, and saw a pond in front of him, with wild beasts guarding the pond. He knew he should not get close, but he could not suppress his desire.

What comes to mind is not whether you should do it or not, but whether you believe it or not.

Players, or another faction?

At first glance, each word seems fine, but upon closer inspection, it's terrifying.

There are many interpretations of the camp, but no matter which interpretation, it is very different from one's own.

Through these two days of exploration, it is clear that the evil god is a higher existence than this copy. If it is what he said, it is really credible. After all, the saint is just an NPC in the copy. With his vision, he can't even make up such a story.

He began to recall the purple-robed priest. The chainsaw axe and hunting rifle gave him a strong sense of déjà vu. If he was a player, it would definitely have nothing to do with reality. No one would COS so similarly. The coincidence rate was less than one in ten thousand.

Factions, players still need to be divided into factions?

Yuki pondered this further, searching his memory and coming across two suspicious points:

The player panel is gradually unlocked with seniority. After the first copy, he unlocked the team function, and after the second copy, he unlocked the player forum, which is obviously a permission.