"The ghost domain is an independent small area formed by mid- to high-level ghosts. The stronger the strength and the higher the level of weirdness, the more complete the world formed, and the less likely it is to detect the gap in time and space."

"For example, the more powerful the firewall, the less likely it is to find backend loopholes." The old demon obviously likes to teach others. Seeing the confused expressions on A Jin and others' faces, he explained very patiently, "I am a hacker now, and I want to hack into other people's servers. When a Trojan program is executed, it will lurk in the system - I rarely encounter A-level ghost domains, the number of samples is not enough, and there are too few references. I need an anchor point. Those who are pulled into the rule talk can serve as the anchor point for me to establish a connection with the ghost domain."

His metaphor was easy to understand and most people got what he meant, which was that it was easier to get things done if you had talented people in the ghost realm.

But the embarrassing question came again.

It’s true that not a single official from China got in!

The old demon saw the embarrassed expression on the other side and laughed happily, which gave Ah Jin goosebumps. "Forget it, I will enter the space-time turbulence first and try to compare the parallel time and space to find the difference. If it's fast, it will take a few hours, but if it's slow, I can't say for sure."

"My ability is limited. I can only take five people into the ghost realm."

Everyone: ...

Five? Good grief, you've redefined "limited capabilities" again.

The old demon raised his right arm, and in full view of everyone, it transformed into an electric saw, cutting a hole in the air, revealing a dark hole inside.

"hiss--!"

Ajin heard a series of gasps behind him.

The opening had decayed into an irregular door, with burn marks on the corners and a dark hole inside.

"Let's go." The old demon waved his hand behind him and stepped in.

The door disappeared into nothingness the moment he entered.

"How is it possible?!" Yin Ya couldn't believe it.

Fang Tianwen was also stunned. He looked at the other psychics around him. Although they could not hide their shock as well, their reactions were much better than his and Yin Ya's. These two elite geniuses who came from the Kyoto headquarters looked like bumpkins who had never seen the world.

Ah Jin crawled to Ying Huai's side, "Boss, An Rou..."

Ever since An Rou was involved in the ghost story, he has been paying attention to the name in the "book", fearing that it would be framed.

Fortunately, An Rou has always had good luck. She has managed to avoid several wrong rules and survive until now.

But as the fairy tale begins to unravel, Jin becomes increasingly worried.

Ying Huai casually flipped through the 'book' in his hand, "I know."

About five minutes later, two pale and thin hands suddenly appeared in the air. The moment they touched Ji Qing and Jiang Li, they disappeared.

The mute shouted: "They are gone?! Where are they?!"

Fang Tianwen silently moved to the side, feeling a little embarrassed to stand next to him.

After a few minutes, the air flow changed slightly. Ying Huai was about to look over, but he and Fang Tianwen disappeared the next second.

Here, Ajin was still burning incense, doing tarot divination, and drawing lots on his mobile phone, hoping that metaphysics would help his childhood sweetheart return safely.

Jiang Ji was not too worried, after all, Jiang Ji's ultimate move was "Invite Sister to Take Over".

Just after placing the order, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, as if a piece of ice was stuck to it. His whole body was lifted off the ground, and before he could react, he was knocked unconscious by an oncoming turbulence, leaving the other psychics looking at each other in bewilderment.

Hoarse: “?”

Hoarse: “????”

He reacted and went crazy on the spot: "Ahhh, damn! Damn! You brought the wrong person!!!"

On the other side, when everyone opened their eyes again, they were already on a strange and eerie beach.

The humid sea breeze was mixed with a strong fishy smell, not only the smell of fish, but also the smell of blood.

Jiang Li squatted down, grabbed a handful of wet soil, felt the moisture of the soil, and asked casually, "So fast today?"

The old demon shrugged, his black robe fluttering in the wind, "The prophet is right, there is indeed an anchor point here."

Ah Jin woke up with a whimper, wiped the dried blood from his nose, and weakly raised his little hand: "How did I get in?"

The old demon's hood was blown by the wind, still semi-permanently fixed on his head. There was an obvious smile in his tone, "Time is tight, I directly pulled the most potential psychic present...

Be confident, you are capable of more than you think."

Ah Jin was flattered: "Zundu fake du?"

He is even more awesome than the elites carefully trained by the FBI headquarters?

"Just kidding, that guy has a foul mouth and I don't want to play with him."

Ajin: “…” The boy’s heart was broken.

"That's enough." Jiang Li was impatient with their nonsense and interrupted coldly, "There's no time. Let's see where this is first."

Ah Jin raised his hand to answer the question: "This is Snow White's place."

Ajin couldn't help but look at the captain who had been silent. Seeing Ying Huai's thoughtful expression, he couldn't help but think divergently.

Since he was teleported here, it means that his so-called anchor point is Jiang Ji.

So... the prophet actually predicted this a long time ago?

Could it be that He had started planning this five years ago when He met Jiang Wu? OMG! The thought of this is terrifying!

Most of the residents nearby have already developed fish characteristics. Their skin is covered with rugged and hard scales, and when you pass by them, you smell a fishy stench from being exposed to the sun.

However, the residents were completely unaware of anything unusual on their bodies. Their eyes were dull and they kept repeating "it's itchy" and "it's dry" numbly. They scratched their skin frantically, and fingernail-sized fish scales fell to the ground, revealing their bloody flesh.

Seriously ill...

The world is terminally ill.

When they read such descriptions in the "Fairy Tale Book", they only felt it was weird and terrifying, but now that they have come to the world of "Fairy Tale Sin", they know how creepy and desperate it is to be in such a weird world that is about to collapse.

The wind was very strong and they stood in the wind, speechless for a moment.

Of the six people present, Ying Huai was distracted. Usually, this meant that he was either trying to establish a spiritual connection or was really distracted. The elite from Kyoto was not in the right state of mind and was obviously useless, while the three lunatics from the Night Watch were commenting on these mutant fishmen.

The topic has fast forwarded to what materials these fishmen can use.

It seemed that they would rush forward without hesitation and humanely destroy the world, including themselves, in the next second.

Jin: ...

I was in a mental hospital by mistake, and my spirits were very good.

As a salted fish who can't bear the responsibility among several people, but only