After playing games with Luo Xi all night, Ye Chuan figured it was about time to prepare to enter a dungeon in the Eerie World.
After all, the resurrection cooldown in the Aether Continent wasn't over yet, and there was nothing to do over in Tianxuan. So, once morning arrived, Ye Chuan took out his phone and took a look.
[Eerie World: Kingdom of Shigure]
Kingdom of Shigure, huh. You couldn't really tell much just from the name.
But would he run into Gua Xiaotian this time?
He bumped into her every time he entered an Eerie World dungeon; there was a good chance he'd run into that gold-bar girl again this time.
With that in mind, Ye Chuan directly pressed "Start Adventure".
Whatever, let's start—
[Holographic Adventure in Progress—]
[Enemy Units Appeared: ?]
[Obtainable Items: Essence, ??]
[Return upon Death]
[Suppressed by the laws of the world, all items, spells, magic... cannot be used. Due to the influence of the Chaos Immortal Body, a small portion can still be used.]
[Tenant Special Effect: Under the protection of Lilith Ann, you ignore pollution.]
[Tenant Special Effect: Under the influence of younger sister Ye Yue, you ignore mental infection.]
His vision went black, and Ye Chuan's consciousness was gradually drawn away.
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"Pitter-patter—"
Before his vision had even recovered, the rustling sound of falling rain already reached his ears. Faintly, there were also squelching sounds of mud and the noise of something striking metal objects.
The rain was neither heavy nor light, yet it inexplicably brought about an indescribable sense of irritability.
Amidst this atmosphere, Ye Chuan slowly opened his eyes.
He seemed to be inside some kind of building, noticing that he was sitting on a dilapidated bench.
The air carried a faint scent of decay.
He looked out the window and froze for a moment.
The rain... is black?
He wasn't sure if it was just because the night outside was so dark that it made the falling rain look grayish-black.
"..." After a moment of silence, Ye Chuan slowly stood up, thoughtfully surveying his surroundings—
This place seems to be a church?
The stone slabs paving the floor had long lost their luster, with many cracked and loose. The gaps were filled with grayish-black grime and rotting fallen leaves. Stepping on them produced a soft creaking sound, carrying a fragility that felt like they could collapse at any moment.
"This place is a bit too rundown."
Ye Chuan turned his head to look. The bench beside him was not an isolated case; the entire church hall was lined with dozens of rows of wooden benches, all decayed beyond recognition. The corners retained some dark red marks, though it was unclear if they were stains or dried blood.
"Hmm?" When Ye Chuan's gaze fell on a nearby wall, he found some words written on it in dark red streaks.
[Don't touch the rain! Hide!]
[Protect the Holy...]
Some of the characters that followed had been rubbed off, making them impossible to read clearly.
Rain...
Ye Chuan looked out the dilapidated window again. It was hazy, and it seemed as if some massive silhouettes were swaying within it.
Was there really a problem with the rain?
Don't touch the rain?
This dungeon was called the Kingdom of Shigure; as expected, it was related to rain.
After silently memorizing this warning, Ye Chuan continued to search his surroundings, wanting to obtain some valuable clues.
Walking to the end of the hall, he found a statue of a goddess. However, it had long turned black, as if someone had splashed something on it. Not only that, but her head seemed to have been snapped off, leaving only an obvious jagged gap.
The head was missing.
"Hmm... There are no clues here, just a broken-off head." Ye Chuan reached out and knocked on the goddess statue.
Rock hard.
Other than that, there was nothing else worth paying attention to.
Ye Chuan planned to release his divine sense to thoroughly search the area, only to find that he actually couldn't use it.
"Huh, is the rule suppression of this world on the same level as the Aphasia Academy?" After realizing he couldn't release his divine sense, Ye Chuan tried to cast a spell, but he still couldn't use any.
Fortunately, his inventory was still usable. If it weren't for his Chaos Immortal Body, he probably wouldn't even be able to use his inventory.
Perhaps because of his experience at the Aphasia Academy, Ye Chuan's inventory was now packed to the brim, containing all kinds of equipment for both melee and ranged combat.
There was absolutely no need to worry.
"It doesn't matter if I don't have spells; I still have my magic sword." Ye Chuan took out his +14 Magic Sword Beyana. With this thing, wouldn't hacking monsters to pieces be a breeze?
If it weren't for the fact that some monsters were disgusting and covered in eyes and the like, relying solely on his fists wouldn't be impossible either.
Just as Ye Chuan was thinking this, he quickly realized something was wrong.
The Magic Sword Beyana glowed with a dark red light, continuously draining the mana from his body—and in an environment completely devoid of mana, Ye Chuan's mana wasn't being replenished at all.
Seeing this, Ye Chuan finally realized that with the Holy Grail restricted, the magic sword continuously draining him like this would literally kill him.
"Piece of trash, I should just smelt you down." Ye Chuan shoved the magic sword back into his inventory and casually pulled out a greatsword.
After all, Ye Chuan had always had a habit of forging equipment, so apart from the magic sword, he had no shortage of gear to use; it was just that their stats might not be as high.
"Let's keep exploring."
In reality, Ye Chuan was only worried about encountering gimmick monsters. Against those things, raw stats seemed to be completely useless, just like with that Demon King girl.
Sure enough, raw stats were most afraid of gimmick monsters.
It was just like Shedinja in Pokémon, which he had played back in the day; there were only a few specific ways to deal damage and defeat it.
"Don't touch the rain. Are there any other rules? Or rather, is this even a rule?"
Because the bloody text warned against touching the rain, Ye Chuan decided to explore the surrounding rooms first to see if he could find any valuable clues.
There were a few other rooms next door, though most were dilapidated. Just as Ye Chuan was rummaging through a ruined counter, a series of footsteps suddenly echoed from outside the window.
"Tap, rustle, rustle..."
Hmm?
Footsteps.
Was there something outside the door?
Ye Chuan immediately looked out the window. The pitter-patter of raindrops beat against the rust-covered windowpanes, but he couldn't see anything.
"Monsters spawning, huh?" Ye Chuan couldn't tell if it was an enemy or what; it could even be the squelching monsters he had encountered last time on the Death Train.
Having seen so many disgusting creatures, Ye Chuan was practically immune to the appearances of monsters by now.
He had seen monsters with an eye in every pore of their bodies, and even monsters that exploded just by looking at them.
What was there to be afraid of anymore?
"Tap, tap, tap..."
At that moment, the footsteps seemed to draw closer.
Ye Chuan silently raised the greatsword in his hands.
His gaze focused on the doorway not far away, but the moment he got a clear look at the owner of those footsteps, Ye Chuan revealed a slight look of surprise. "Hmm?"
Standing before him was an unfamiliar girl wearing a raincoat, looking to be about fifteen or sixteen years old.
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
