Chapter 112 Who Touched My Host

"Well, this is a promotion at the supermarket. I thought it was pretty cheap, so I bought some to try."

Fatty Wang smiled awkwardly, his intention to take advantage of the situation clearly revealed.

"Buy one get one free, buy two get three free. There were a lot of people buying. I didn't see what the flavor was, so I just took it and left."

The others looked at him speechlessly.

Just because it looks cheap, have you ever considered why it is so cheap?

In the end, under the threatening gazes of several people, Fatty Wang only opened a can of spicy chicken butt and did not touch the ones with strong taste. He also treated this can as a snack and ate the whole thing.

Several people walked along the road paved with rocks, and slowly saw a lot of skeletons piled up on both sides. They should be tomb robbers or travelers who came here before them.

Knowing that there was something here that could make people's thoughts concrete, they emptied their minds while walking quickly, trying not to let their thoughts wander.

After walking safely for a while and turning a corner countless times, they were shocked to find a huge underground space in front of them. A huge bronze tree with no visible top stood in the middle. Strange patterns were carved on the tree, and upon closer inspection, it seemed to be flashing blue light, which looked very beautiful.

"No, that's it? It's that simple?"

Fatty Wang had never had such a smooth journey before, and at this moment his face was filled with disbelief. Black Blind Man, who was standing next to him, slapped him directly on the back of the head.

"Don't overthink it, just look at how smooth this is going, isn't it?"

"Too."

Fatty Wang nodded, not daring to resist, and silently took two steps away from Hei Xia Zi. At the same time, he began to reflect on why he felt it was so smooth and unbelievable.

During this period, he dug two tombs, one in the palace of King Lu and the other at the bottom of the Xisha Islands. There were bloody corpses of female ghosts and monkeys from the Jinpo Sea. They were more exciting than the tombs he had dug in the past ten years.

Perhaps it was because Wuxie's various misfortunes in these two experiences left such a deep impression on him that he subconsciously felt that wherever Wuxie was, there would be some trouble out of the blue.

I have to say that Fatty Wang’s intuition is still very sharp in some matters.

"You guys stay here first, I'll go take a look."

Zhang Moyu felt the huge energy carried by the bronze tree, frowned tightly, and said something without looking back and was about to move forward.

"I'm going too."

Zhang Qiling took a step forward and looked him straight in the eyes, with an expression that did not allow him to be refused.

“No, this tree contains a huge amount of energy, and it is very unstable. It is very likely to interfere with people’s minds.

I have the ability to resist in this regard, but you don't, and... I can't let you take any risks. You are far more important than you realize."

Zhang Moyu's refusal was also very firm. Seeing that Zhang Qiling seemed a little unhappy, he reached out and touched his wet hair, and spoke comfortingly.

"If there's any danger, I'll retreat. Don't worry about me. I'm actually very capable."

What Zhang Moyu said was the truth.

In terms of mental resistance, no one in the world can compare to him.

The demand for hard force in the horror world is not very high, so his kung fu has remained at the same level as when he was in the Zhang family over the years.

But mental strength is different. Almost all the ghosts and strange things in the horror world are all linked to the mind. If the will is not strong and the mental resistance is not strong, it is impossible to survive.

As a hardcore player who has been in the horror world for almost 1,700 years, Zhang Moyu can use his mental power to directly withstand the existence of evil gods!

Although in the current Dharma-Ending Age, his mental power is certainly not as useful as in the horror world, it is enough to deal with various accidents.

"Then be careful."

Zhang Qiling was not someone who didn't know when to advance and when to retreat. He knew that if he went there, he would not only be unable to help, but might even be a hindrance, so he did not force it.

Zhang Moyu walked to the side of the bronze tree and found that the energy on the tree was flowing in a regular pattern. The bright blue light flickered on and off, like breathing.

Unable to see anything with spiritual vision and perception alone, Zhang Moyu decided to use Mo Qilin's unique old method to find out what this thing is.

Zhang Moyu took the initiative to reach out and touch the tree trunk. The blue energy that kept flowing on the bronze tree, almost condensing into substance, seemed to have discovered something and suddenly stopped. A few strands of blue light wrapped around his fingers and spread towards him.

Zhang Moyu's face was calm. He just built a layer of defensive shell around his soul and did not resist too much.

He didn't know if this thing had consciousness or not. He didn't feel any emotions of good or evil. It felt like a set program. He wanted to see what this thing wanted to do.

The energy transformed into mental power, and a crackling sound instantly rang in Zhang Moyu's mind.

"Perception... sizzle—confirming number sizzle...calling..."

Um?

He seemed to know what this thing was.

Zhang Moyu had a strange look on his face. After thinking for a while, he kicked the two balls of light that were residing next to his soul out of his defense circle. Then, the information coming from the bronze tree suddenly became clear.

"The Air-Sea System signal base station is calling—beep.

Calling system 009... Ding, matching error. Rechecking... Calling system 4348, requesting a link... Waking up..."

Oh~ now it’s time to watch something interesting.

Zhang Moyu knew that some things would eventually come, and the two systems that were playing chain games with him would collide sooner or later. He didn't know what the fight between the two systems would look like.

However, he only realized now that the horror game guide elves provided to players by the horror world also had a numbering system.

The first one to discover the abnormality was 009, who had been active on the Internet recently. It was working diligently when it suddenly felt a force scanning its body. It thought it was the main system above coming to inspect, so it quickly transferred its consciousness to the main body, wanting to perform well.

As soon as it came back, it saw a system light ball floating next to it. It was a pitch-black ball, and just by looking at it, it felt that it was incompatible with their love department.

Huh? It doesn't see the main system either. And what's that black guy next to it? He's so ugly!

"Beep—wake up successfully, linked."

The horror game system, which had just woken up from a deep sleep, was still a little dazed at the moment. It subconsciously thought that the perverted host with an extremely long lifespan had finally died, so it directly clicked the return button.

I thought that I must quickly bring the host's soul back to the horror world, and untie it immediately after arranging it as a native!

This kind of abnormal host has ridiculous strength and learning ability, has survived for more than a thousand years and has no mental problems at all. It really doesn't want to take him with it for a moment!

The performance calculation of the Horror World System is completely opposite to that of other departments. The operation of this host has forcibly brought his performance from the top ten to the last place!

It turned out that the program displayed an error, and then the next second it popped up saying that the host was not detected.

Horror Game System 4348 was stunned. What was going on? That was the host it had been bound to for nearly two thousand years!

How can it just disappear like that?

Although he doesn't want this host, the binding is still there. He can't find a new host as long as the original host is not dead!

4348 suddenly woke up, opened his external perspective, and then found Zhang Moyu who was still alive, and a small system light ball floating next to him.

Good news: its host is not missing and is now next to it.

The bad news: This perverted host is still alive and well, and it looks like he can live for another few hundred years without any problem.

4348 sighed melancholy in his heart and spoke in a strange and gloomy voice:

"Dear game player, you are now in your original world. Please note: The horror game world will not provide any help until you die, including but not limited to providing props, using system functions, and asking questions to the system..."

Before it could finish, 009 next to it instantly got furious after understanding what it said.

"Who are you? This is my host!!!"

The horror game system 4348, which was still in a passive state at this moment, was stunned for a moment, and finally realized that something seemed to be wrong. It suddenly became furious, and the originally weird voice became even more sharp.

"Where did this wild system come from? How dare you compete with our horror department's system for the host!"