Haiyin Temple Suyou felt like he was holding a living creature.

He could almost feel the blood surging where his palm touched the red notebook, as if he was holding the neck of some creature.

But no matter what, it is obvious that the woman in front of him is more concerned.

However, to everyone's relief, the woman in the white dress seemed to give up asking Haiyin Temple to help her pick up her hat after repeating it twice, and instead squatted down and picked up the white sunhat herself.

When the woman squatted down, the shadow cast on Haiyinsi Suyou finally disappeared. The shadow of the woman on him was so long. The setting sun seemed to stretch the shadows of all things to a strange length.

It was also because of this shadow that Haiyin Temple Suyou realized belatedly that the woman might not be a ghost, or there might be another possibility, but his subconscious mind completely ignored it.

After gracefully putting on her hat, the woman stood up again.

The woman in the dress was really tall, and Haiyinsi Suyou could only see the tip of her nose. The hand that the woman stretched out and placed on her shoulder could almost hug his shoulder completely, but that white and slender hand inexplicably made Haiyinsi Suyou feel nauseous.

This seemed impolite, but there was no other choice. Even though he wanted to go home very much, Haiyin Temple Suyou still had to have some eye contact with this strange lady.

A smile that was a little exaggerated for a first meeting appeared on the face of this lady whose exact age could not be determined.

"Hello."

Haiyin Temple Suyou heard her say this, and her hoarse voice seemed to have some kind of penetrating power.

The woman's eyes seemed to be closely following the wooden earring on his ear.

But in response, Haiyin Temple Suyou just nodded.

When it comes to dealing with people, he always has an escapist attitude. Since his parents passed away, he has been reluctant to communicate with others.

In other words, he developed a kind of taken-for-granted indifference towards other people.

"I'm Mrs. Tateda who lives next door to you. I'm really sorry for coming to visit you without your permission." The woman's voice was so soft and delicate that it was impossible to get angry with her.

"!"

His pupils contracted and his heartbeat accelerated suddenly at this moment. Fear occupied Haiyin Temple Suyou's heart. He was now completely sure that the woman was a ghost.

Officer Tateda is not married at all! Kaiinji Suyou gripped the notebook more and more tightly, trying hard to remain silent.

Now that the ghosts and gods know that you can see it, you must be even more cautious about not acting rashly, lest you trigger certain mechanisms that could cause the ghosts and gods to launch a direct attack.

But after being treated like this, the woman in the white dress did not seem to be angry at all, and the smile on her mouth became bigger and bigger, making people worry whether she would tear the skin at the corner of her mouth.

However, Haiyin Temple Suyou had no time to pay attention to these things. Maintaining a straight face and walking past the woman who made way for him without showing any abnormality had already exhausted all his concentration.

The red notebook suddenly fell to the ground, and the sound of paper hitting the floor covered up the faint mechanical sound.

Unprepared, Haiyin Temple Suyou suddenly saw lines of jumping characters appear in the air.

There are not many strings, but they are constantly scrolling and updating, just like the barrage you see when watching live broadcasts on some websites.

[Click it accidentally, bad luck will go away]

[Goodbye, big brother who accidentally came in, it’s exciting, what a hell of a show it’s about to begin with]

[Who clicked into the horror live broadcast again? Go to sleep, it’s not good for your health to watch this late at night]

[The passerby boy looks good, I wonder how long he can live]

[It's Mrs. Hachishaku! I'm just going to say hi to my wife]

[Put it in your favorites folder. Go ahead and watch the recorded broadcast in five days. It’s the same time-delay switch again.]

Thanks to the world he had been facing, Haiyinsi Suyou did not show any flaws because of these characters. He just looked at these barrages and quietly clenched his fists.

There were very few bullet screens scrolling by, just like the scene in the live broadcast room of an unpopular small anchor. There were only a few sentences and they disappeared after a while.

What is this?

No one could give an answer to the Haiyin Temple tracing journey. The woman in white had gradually disappeared into the night, as if she had been swallowed by a beast called darkness. It was creepy.

“Blah——”

It was the sound of papers being rummaged. It was only then that I remembered the notebook that had fallen to the ground while touring Haiyin Temple.

But there was no wind at this time.

The surge of air seemed to be taken away with the departure of the tall woman. In the quiet and windless night, a page of the notebook was turned automatically without any wind.

The cover, which was red as blood, as if some liquid was flowing underneath, was placed on the ground. Unlike the appearance, black words suddenly appeared on the brand new white pages.

【Hello】

He opened and locked the door almost at the fastest speed in his life, and Haiyin Temple Suyou breathed a sigh of relief.

The red color crept up to the corners of the boy's eyes again, and his heart was pounding, almost jumping out of his chest.

But just as I turned around, the red notebook was open and placed on the cabinet at the entrance, in front of the photo of the Haiyin Temple family.

The mechanical sound was just right, emitting when my breath was paused while swimming upstream in Haiyin Temple.

【Hello】

The cold mechanical voice repeated the words on the notebook, but the next second, the voice of the unknown creature changed to a very teasing tone, which was very disappointing.

【Welcome to use our service, the system evil god training live broadcast is at your service. 】

"What? Live broadcast system?"

What this guy who called himself a system said was something that we had never heard of during our visit to Haiyin Temple.

[It is the evil god's live broadcast system.] The mechanical voice suddenly took on a lot of human touches, and the ups and downs of the tone also slightly eased the stiff atmosphere.

[To put it simply, it is to help you become an evil god. ]

"I'm afraid I don't need it." Haiyinsi Suyou still kept a distance from the notebook and said coldly.

This kind of thing that could communicate with him smoothly and yet was completely contrary to common sense made it difficult for Haiyin Temple to simply attribute it to a special kind of ghost.

[Your clairvoyance is very strong.] The system said calmly, as if it had agreed to cooperate with the Haiyin Temple Travel Association.

"So what?" Haiyinsi Suyou frowned imperceptibly. This system probably knew more information than he thought, and the familiar feeling he had after hearing that voice also confused him.

[If your clairvoyance continues to improve at the rate it is currently at, you should be well aware of what you will see.]

This is not a lie. Haiyin Temple Suyou has always been very clear that as his clairvoyance grows, the ghosts and gods he will face next will definitely not be those minor creatures that caused trouble before, but those who have existed in fear since ancient times and may be awakened at any time.

Once that happens, he will go insane and destroy himself because of his inability to understand and face those terrible fears.

He had no choice, he had to live, to keep his sanity, to live purely for his own selfishness, rather than die in an explosion or be buried in the mouths of ghosts and gods, leaving only a cold tablet for his son.

"Can you help me solve this problem? And," Haiyinsi Suyou recalled the bullet screen he had just seen, and a few sentences in it made his eyes darken, "What are those rolling characters I saw before?"

The system said calmly:

[Do you know how ghosts and gods are born? ]

But without waiting for Haiyin Temple Suyou to answer, the system continued to speak on its own.

[Of course it is because some people believe in their existence. Belief is a very terrifying force, but it is also very useful. As long as it is handled properly, ordinary people can become gods.]

[The live broadcast system will selectively broadcast everything you face to the outside world, helping you gain trust, and those characters are the bullet screens posted by your audience]

"The outside world? The place where those barrages come from." Haiyinsi Suyou quickly found the key words in the system's dialogue and expressed his guess in an affirmative tone.

[Yes,] the red notebook confirmed his words, [there are countless worlds outside this world, and some of the people in higher-dimensional worlds will watch your daily life for fun.]

"A higher-dimensional world..." Haiyinsi Suyou repeated the phrase and fell into deep thought.

All of this was too much of a shock for him.

The new concepts and the feeling of being looked down upon and even treated as a plaything in the arena made him feel angry and unwilling, but the blueprint drawn by the system made his desire for life spread infinitely.

The so-called higher-dimensional world, the evil god, and the evil god cultivation system all made him feel a little unreal.

The color of the red notebook seemed to surge and twist again, becoming a turbid and disordered color, like some kind of beast that chooses its prey.

This looked like his chance.

However, the tour to Haiyin Temple was delayed.

"I'll think about it."

It all seemed weird, and it didn't feel good to be looked down upon by a group of so-called spectators.

Until he was at his wit's end, he would never choose to believe in this system that had been clinging to him and which he saw as no different from ghosts and gods. Moreover, he still had other cards in his hand that his parents had left for him.

A number that he knew by heart but had never called.

Haiyin Temple Tuyou considered for a long time and finally made the call.

"Excuse me, Mr. Sakaguchi. This is Kaionji Temple. I may need your help with something."