In a world where the supernatural has returned and vengeful spirits come knocking, Jiang Chen awakens the Demon Transformation System. As long as he can stir up emotional fluctuations in these cree...
On the other hand, he also needs to confirm the strength of the monsters in the restricted areas of different levels.
The pressure of rules and the strength gained after becoming familiar with the rules are both too difficult to measure, and each one needs to be verified through practice.
Enter the building.
The old residential building that looked shabby and outdated from the outside was actually turned into a luxurious office building. Of course, judging from the decoration, this office building was also built decades ago.
Jiang Chen climbed up four floors and heard a strange noise in a tea room in Room 404. He pushed the door open and saw a man in the small space.
He was wearing trousers and a shirt, like an office worker here. What was a bit strange was that he had a cardboard box on his head.
At this moment, he was trying hard to get into a storage cabinet.
It would be difficult for a child to get into this kind of cabinet, let alone an adult.
Men can never succeed.
He seemed to have discovered something, raised his head, and looked at Jiang Chen through the two small holes in the cardboard box: "Brother, come and help me."
The man's voice was strange and trembling, and he seemed very nervous.
Jiang Chen stepped forward and asked, "How can I help you?"
"It's simple. Just stuff me in there. This little place gives me a sense of security."
Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes.
"Oh, really?"
Coincidentally, he saw a newspaper at the front desk downstairs, which clearly reported that an employee of a certain company worked overtime too late, and on his way home the elevator broke down, trapping him all night. Suffering from claustrophobia, he was actually frightened to death by a living creature.
Jiang Chen reacted immediately and realized that the one in front of him should be the evil body, which was trying every possible way to torture the real body.
Wearing a cardboard box on his head, staying in the small tea room, and even crawling into the storage cupboard were the things he feared the most. Only then did he seem very scared, and his voice was trembling.
He would feed these feelings back to his true self one by one, causing the other party to lose their rationality even more.
"Don't you want to help me? Do you look down on me too?!"
While Jiang Chen was thinking, the man didn't get a response and suddenly became angry. A gust of cold wind blew, the door of the tea room closed tightly, and a bloody smell began to fill the air.
"Haha, brother, calm down. You just want to get into this utility closet, right? Easy."
Jiang Chen said, throwing the black anvil to the ground and picking up the Yin Shen Hammer: "Come, lie down on it, I'll smash you into pieces bit by bit, and then I can fit you in!"
The man was stunned, his face darkened: "You are looking for death!"
His clothes were completely blood red, and he exuded a powerful aura. It was indeed a top-grade blood-stained robe.
Jiang Chen was seriously injured at the moment, and was oppressed by the rules. He was not careless. With a loud shout, six thunder spells exploded first, and then the Yin Shen Hammer was covered with death curses and blasted out with one hammer.
A battle.
The man's body was smashed to pieces and he died on the spot.
Because Jiang Chen exerted too much force, the wound on his stomach was torn open. He nodded, his eyes showing thought.
"It seems that even top-level Blood Robes can be easily dealt with. If my injuries recover, I can almost certainly defeat the mid- and low-level evil spirits in the penalty area."
"If you run into a half-king, it might be dangerous."
"I wonder if those high-ranking kings still have the strength to deal with the Ghost King in the restricted area, and to what extent the strongest will be suppressed..."
He muttered to himself and made many judgments.
Jiang Chen relied on more than just the system along the way. He was reckless when necessary and cautious when necessary. It can be said that he has his own set of strategic insights.
Ordinary people may not be able to rely on a golden finger to make a living like him in this world full of old sixes.