Stone Lake Park.
A sports and leisure park built around a small lake.
In the early morning, a sudden thick fog enveloped the entire park. The air was filled with a faint sense of dampness, making people feel very uncomfortable.
At eight o'clock in the morning, the place should be bustling with people, but now it is unusually quiet.
The visible range was less than one meter, and every blade of grass and tree became blurry, as if covered by a layer of gauze.
When Qiao Yuan rode his motorcycle with the "box" and rushed to the park entrance, he only saw a group of old men and women returning disappointed.
"This fog has come at a strange time."
"That's right, the weather forecast didn't say there would be heavy fog today!"
"Spoiling!"
"Let's go square dancing tonight!"
“…”
"Young man, are you here for a run? Don't go in. It's foggy. If you fall into the lake and catch a cold, you might get sick..."
A kind-hearted person reminded Qiao Yuan.
"Young people may have a bad temper, but it's not a big deal." Qiao Yuan said with a smile.
After parking the car and turning off the engine, Qiao Yuan picked up the box and hurried into the park.
"If you don't listen to the advice of the elderly, you will suffer the consequences..." The old man sighed.
…
Inside the park.
This fog is indeed a bit strange. Not only does it block the vision, but going deep into it will also make people feel confused, as if they are in a dream world.
After the previous few days of alarming the enemy, anyone behind the scenes who is not stupid will know that today's transaction is extremely dangerous.
A strange object that can be used for "equivalent transactions" has an 80% chance of being intermediate, which translates to strength... between level four and level six.
But the reality is not such a simple conversion. It depends on the specific abilities of the strange things. Not all strange things have powerful killing abilities.
The mental power spread, and there was a slight sense of blockage. Being able to make the fifth level of "Righteousness Art" produce this effect was considered pretty good among the intermediate weird things.
Coming to a small pavilion in the center of the lake, Qiao Yuan put the box in his hand next to the trash can, then left the place and waited quietly for the prey to take the bait.
Time passes by every second.
Soon it was noon, but the fog still did not dissipate.
Qiao Yuan also continued to wait patiently.
…
The damp fog exuded a sickening stench.
The calm surface of the lake began to ripple and soon began to boil.
On the top of the pavilion in the middle of the lake, something was scratching the wooden board with its nails, making a harsh and annoying sound.
A dark figure on the distant runway approached with stiff steps.
The eerie sound of opera echoed throughout the park.
The creepy sound of sharpening knives could be heard regularly.
Someone was chewing something next to a trash can with a recycling symbol on it.
A series of wet footprints appeared on the clean wooden board.
It seemed like someone was whispering in my ear.
“…”
The park was completely dead, with thick fog so thick that you couldn't see your hand in front of you. Occasionally, miserable and desperate wails could be heard from the thick fog.
The whole world is filled with fear and despair...
…
"Just these empty words!"
There was a gleam in Qiao Yuan's eyes, a sneer on his lips, and his figure rose like a ghost, rushing towards the source of the sound.
He moved swiftly and quickly, and almost instantly arrived at the nearby trash can with a recycling sign.
He grabbed the figure's hair and pulled it hard, revealing a pale, twisted and vicious face before his eyes.
The sharp teeth like saw teeth were chewing the bloody internal organs, making a disgusting swallowing sound.
"Don't talk while eating or sleeping, didn't your mother teach you that?"
Qiao Yuan's left fist burned with red flames and he smashed it hard on the animal's head.
A scorching wave of air erupted.
The flames wrapped around the fist completely ignited the woman's body. Crackling sounds continued to be heard, like maggots on the tarsal bones. Her body was instantly burned by the flames. After a few breaths... it burned out, leaving only a pool of charred ash on the ground, emitting a little blue smoke.
[Special Energy +1]
The person behind the scenes has definitely been in control of the strange object for more than two months!
The obedient [Libra Trickster] continues to live, becoming a half-human, half-trickster being.
So... what about the evil spirit who disobeys or dies again because he pays too high a price?
The answer is simple, recycling...they have completely become ghosts!
…
Qiao Yuan took a cold look at the ashes on the ground, his figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye he arrived at the pavilion in the middle of the lake.
A ragged ghost was repeatedly scratching the wooden board with its long nails, and emitting a shrill and piercing laugh.
"Such long nails are unhygienic!"
Qiao Yuan stepped on the ghost's body, raised his hand and slashed with his knife, and ten ghost fingers instantly fell into the lake.
"That's hygienic, applause for you!"
Aiming at Gui's head, Qiao Yuan slapped it with both palms, and it exploded with a loud bang.
[Special Energy +1]
“…”
"And you, polluting the air, deserve to die!"
In the thick fog, a figure was floating, and a strong fishy smell was spreading from its body. As Qiao Yuan shot out his fire fist, the figure was ignited with flames and instantly turned into nothingness.
“…”
"Your lower limbs are numb and weak, and your gait is stiff and slow. I can tell at a glance that it's a herniated lumbar disc. I'll get it fixed for you!"
In the aisle, Qiao Yuan appeared behind a ghost again and punched it in the waist.
“…”
"Did you learn this opera singing voice from a short video? It's an insult to opera music!"
Qiao Yuan kicked to death a ghost wearing tattered costume and walking in ghostly steps on the grass.
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