The best way to show off is to act profound.
See, I just need to stand there and not move, and these people act like they're facing a formidable enemy. It's pointless.
Of course, you need to have enough strength to back it up, otherwise you'll just look like a fool in other people's eyes.
The game has begun, and I am the "Sheep." What a coincidence! Out of thirty ghost storytellers, the identity of "Sheep" just happened to fall to me. What, "Director," are you reminding me that I am just a lamb in your hands?
No, I am a wolf in sheep's clothing!
I can't "let Jiang Ran go," I have to "make him defeat me." Come on, [Director], let me show you my acting skills as an "actor."
The game proceeded as normal, the actors got into character, and this deadly game became a huge stage. I tried my best to complete everything I was supposed to do, hovering on the edge of life and death, relying on the gambling table to constantly replenish the number of red flowers.
Everything is proceeding according to the script.
"Laast, you know."
I gripped the sickle handle tightly, and Laast's cold voice rang out.
"Your idea is absolutely insane!"
"People are always born towards death." I looked up at the sky. "For my own sake, I must kill Jiang Ran."
I was reminding Laast that in crucial moments, he shouldn't suppress his anger; he should just abandon me and rush out! That's the normal thinking of a bizarre creature!
Yes, it was a "reasonable" failure. I tried my best, but to make the scene more realistic, I need an actor with better acting skills.
Jiang Ran, can you survive to the end and confront me?
At that time, I will pass the baton to you. I will both perform and enjoy this competition!
I used my talent, [Song of Broken Dreams], and everything went in my favor. I obtained four red flowers and successfully entered the [God of Sheep] state. Yes, Jiang Ran might think that I used my talent to change reality so that I could enter the [God of Sheep] state, but that's not actually the case.
Including the [Sheep God] state, everything is formed by the world shifting in a direction that is favorable to me, and I used the only chance to change my talent to modify something else.
I know Jiang Ran has one chance to save his life, but I'm not sure if he's already used it up before. However, I can only trust him. If anything goes wrong, this whole thing will be over!
Impressive! Is this your SSS-level talent this time, Jiang Ran, a treasure vault type? So you didn't even use any talent attempts to get this far?!
Haha, Jiang Ran, you're a monster too! I love working with monsters!
With the director as witness, my chest was pierced by scissors!
At that moment, I could feel the director smiling.
He has found a better "actor".
I should have known. His goal wasn't to kill Jiang Ran. If that were the case, he could have done it himself. He just wanted us to kill each other to create more interesting fun.
This is "God".
Haha, is this what "god" is?
That's all there is to it.
"Modifying reality"—to what extent can I actually use this ability? What if I wanted to change my own situation?
If being human is not enough for me to complete my next plan, then I will give up being human!
I became a soul drifting in the void. My "modification" authority was ultimately limited. I possessed Rhaast's body and listened to his complaints all day long.
"I told you to have some fun, but now you've gone too far! You almost lost your life!"
It's okay. I've said it before, people are always living towards death.
I followed Rhaast back to the strange world. I might be the first human to come here. Well, that's not quite right. After all, the fact that I was able to come here proves that I am no longer human.
The strange individuals need to pass through a black door to reach the worlds of ghost stories. I originally thought that after entering the door I would be randomly teleported to a ghost story world, but I didn't expect that there were more doors after entering the black door, each door corresponding to a ghost story world!
I might have more room to maneuver now.
After my investigation, I found that each door emits a different frequency. Although I don't understand what these frequencies represent, I can roughly summarize the classification of most of them. The most unique frequency must be the door to the S-class ghost story world!
Based on this discovery, we have mastered a more precise method for locating the world of ghost stories. Later, I visited a near-god-level being in the school of the bizarre world.
The king of human observers, he preferred me to call him Dean.
"Are you also someone targeted by 'God'? Don't worry, this is the land left behind by God, and 'God's' gaze cannot reach here yet."
I have many questions I want to ask him.
"How did this place come into being? And how did these bizarre entities come into being?"
“This place was created by God.”
"This is knowledge from your textbooks, but it's not the answer I want to hear."
The dean remained silent.
"Knowing all this won't do you any good." The dean paused. "There's something I'd like you to pass on to someone."
"who?"
"Jiang Ran".
"Oh? You're interested in him too?"
At this moment, I became even more interested.
“He’s like you, yet different from you.” The dean seemed unprepared to explain, but continued, “You only need to tell him one sentence—”
"Never go to an SSS-rank ghost story world, he'll go crazy."
"I will convey it truthfully."
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