Chapter 11: The Haze God Is About to Give Birth
At 8:31 AM, inside the Bamboo Slips Illusion.
As the blazing sun copper sphere emitted dazzling light, the luminescent mushroom that had shone all night retracted its gradually dimming umbrella.
Surrounded by the undulating black mountains, in front of a simple thatched hut at the foot of the mountain, a large, black, and ugly fish curled up on a rocking chair, gazing at the blazing sun copper sphere in the sky, couldn’t help but exclaim, “Sunlight… is really nice!”
Every time it thought of those days spent without sunlight, it would inevitably sigh that sunlight was so precious.
Just as the system was immersed in memories of the past, a sudden ripple spread out in the vacant space beside it. Accompanying the ripples, Gu Qiqi, wearing a T-shirt printed with “Giant Pastoral Dairy,” appeared next to it.
Although the days of poverty had become a thing of the past after obtaining the flesh and bl**d of the Inheritance Beast, the hardworking Gu Qiqi still maintained her part-time job habit.
For example, delivering newspapers and milk in the morning…
“Here, system, I’ve completed the daily task!” While speaking, Gu Qiqi handed her phone to the system.
Her phone contained news documents or videos suspected to be related to urban legend events from around the world over the past week, up to this morning.
Delivering these news items to the system every day was Gu Qiqi’s daily task, and the reward for completing the task was dinner, allowing her to choose any food she liked.
Don’t underestimate these news items; many calamity-grade urban legend events can be predicted from some reports of strange phenomena before they erupt.
The system uses its extensive experience and the clues revealed in these news items to deduce the trends of various destruction factors.
“Well done, Gu Qiqi!” the system complimented, twisting its body to look at Gu Qiqi, briefly falling into silence.
Unbeknownst to her if it was due to Gu Qiqi’s exaggerated figure or the T-shirt not fitting well, the “Giant” and “Dairy” characters on the shirt were notably puffed outward.
Seeing the system remain silent for a long time, Gu Qiqi tilted her head in confusion, “What’s wrong, system? Is there something wrong with today’s news? Did I misread the year again?”
Previously, she had recorded incorrect information due to misreading the year, causing the system to make erroneous deductions, thinking the world was about to end and nearly shutting down.
“No…” the system responded calmly.
I don’t envy her figure; in any case, I haven’t had a human body for a long time… the system added inwardly before refocusing its attention on the news in the phone.
“Bitcoin plummets… hmm, this must be related to the Void!”
“A new religion rises in Australia, could this be a sign of the Nightmare’s initial manifestation?”
“…”
The system meticulously browsed through the news items. When it stumbled across a few reports from Shancheng, it halted its scrolling, fixating on the photos on the phone, muttering to itself.
“Shancheng continues to be shrouded in fog… Shancheng Medical University caught fire… I feel like I’ve heard of this? What was it? Though it’s unrelated to destruction factors, it seems important.”
“…”
After a moment, as if recalling something significant, the system suddenly murmured.
“I remember! Good gracious, so it’s that matter?”
Gu Qiqi, listening nearby, felt puzzled and couldn’t help but ask, “System, what are you talking about? I don’t understand! What matter?”
“I heard someone say that being a riddle person means you’ll be struck by lightning, suffer a terrible fate, dig through rotten paper when going to the restroom, meet antisocial persons poisoning you while grocery shopping, and get an error when playing games that leads to a quadruple k*ll!”
Who did you hear that from? It feels a bit like a calamity style? The system looked at Gu Qiqi, organizing its words, explaining in a way Gu Qiqi could understand, “Simply put… the Haze God is about to give birth!”
It vaguely remembered that the Haze God “gave birth” to a terrifying monster, and if one were to pick secondary destruction factors beyond the seven major ones that could destroy the world, that monster would be at the forefront!
After hearing the system’s explanation, Gu Qiqi was even more confused.
“What do you mean by ‘about to give birth’? Can urban legends give birth to babies?”
“Of course!” the system replied, “Not only can they, but the reproductive capabilities of some urban legends are particularly strong.”
“Eh?! If we’ve hunted so many urban legends, will their mommies and daddies be sad?” Gu Qiqi exclaimed.
“Not really…” the system replied irritably, “You understanding that ‘giving birth’ is probably only applicable to distorted types; that’s not what I mean here.”
“What I mean by ‘giving birth’ is to create a new urban legend through a reproductive-like process, inheriting a part of its own powers, achieving a split of powers, while expelling harmful powers.”
“In other words, the Haze God senses that it has been given a certain power that could lead to its corruption, and it is trying to find a way to create a new urban legend in Shancheng. Got it?”
“Got it, I understand!” Gu Qiqi nodded earnestly.
While speaking, her expression resembled a student being asked “do you understand?” by a teacher, responding perfunctorily.
The system, “…” It was clear you didn’t understand!
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“Ha—!”
As the first rays of morning sunlight poured in, accompanied by a long yawn, Luxianbei, who had intentionally found a spot to bask in the sun while sleeping, woke up from her slumber, sitting up on the sofa, stretching lazily. Her silvery long hair, like silk, spread quietly behind her.
After handing Wang Ying over to the Ancestor last night, when she returned home, she discovered that Jumeng had occupied her bed early, leaving her no choice but to cuddle her beloved Bai Xiaohua body pillow on the sofa for the latter half of the night.
Although she didn’t know what Jumeng was angry about, she was aware that when a girl is angry, it’s best not to disturb her. Even if she wanted to appease her, she had to wait until the girl calmed down a bit.
The intensity of a girl’s anger usually changes like a “U” shaped function over time; both early and late attempts at appeasement weren’t effective. Being able to accurately pinpoint the lowest point for timely action was crucial.
However, even if she could precisely find that lowest point, it didn’t necessarily mean she’d be able to make the girl happy; the key factor was the method.
For example, Luxianbei was quite aware of this but had no intention of appeasing Jumeng.
She only excelled at making people unhappy, not at making them happy.
Glancing at the stairs leading to the second floor, Luxianbei furrowed her brows slightly.
Stinky Sister seems to still be in bed? Just right, I’ll take this time to visit the Happy Neighborhood…
Earlier yesterday, she booked a high-speed train ticket set to depart for Shancheng at 4:30 PM. With the time before departure, she planned to visit the Happy Neighborhood first to inform Du Sixian about merging the God Realm Prototype, so she could transfer the spirit energy items stored in the underground parking garage there into the God Realm Prototype.
Although those spirit energy items weren’t of high grade, keeping a large quantity in the underground parking lot of the Happy Neighborhood wasn’t a long-term solution.
It could lead to many deaths!
Such matters are like storing high-explosive materials in a residential neighborhood—no matter how stringent the safety measures, there’s no guarantee that an accident won’t happen in the future.
Thinking of this, Luxianbei gently shook her head, forcibly interrupting her thoughts, and abruptly stood up.
Then she felt something in her chest, first drooping down, then bouncing back up.
“…”
In silence, her gaze slowly moved downward, and upon seeing two protruding lumps blocking her toes, her pupils trembled slightly.
The thoughtful little coat had even specially prepared a set of pure white cotton camisole sleepwear with small floral patterns for her, comfortable and cool.
“f*ck… how could this happen… I clearly…”
Muttering to herself, Luxianbei turned her head to glance at the bright sunlight outside the window, falling into contemplation.
I have clearly been basking in the sun, so how could I not have undone the urban legend transformation?
Which part went wrong? Luxianbei wondered.
What weighed even heavier on her mind was that upon discovering she hadn’t undone the urban legend transformation while basking in the sun, her emotions surprisingly hadn’t fluctuated significantly, as if she had grown accustomed to it.
Calm as if when looking in the mirror after waking up, noticing a very small pimple on her forehead, a fleeting thought crossed her mind, “Oh? That’s fine,” and then… there was nothing else.
d*mn, when did I become so accustomed to this body?
This shouldn’t be!
Right, last night the Ancestor said… that’s it! It must have been during the merging of the God Realm Prototype when I saw too many strange things, which caused my thoughts to go haywire!
Denial of having become accustomed to her body after the urban legend transformation, Luxianbei pondered for another moment about the reasons why she hadn’t undone the transformation but found no answers. In the end, she could only carry her small emotions, change into travel-appropriate clothes, and set off for the Happy Neighborhood.
However, contrary to her original plan, she decided to see Du Sixian first before visiting the Proxy Player Sister; after all, sitting there mindlessly was a waste of time.
By the way, it might also be helpful to see if the Proxy Player Sister can provide some quality suggestions for the trip to Shancheng. After all, she needs to infiltrate the Solar Eclipse Society when going to Shancheng, and having a professional knowledgeable in forging the Black Sun Totem guiding her in advance would be safer.
Moreover, in her current situation, it would be more convenient for Professor Ma to help deal with matters at school, only needing to tell him that her Nightfall Syndrome had flared up again.
Upon arriving at the Happy Neighborhood, it didn’t take long for Luxianbei to successfully transfer the spirit energy items stored in the underground parking lot into the God Realm Prototype.
To clarify the effects of sending urban legends into the God Realm Prototype, she also casually caught the Eye that was resting in the Happy Neighborhood and tossed it into the God Realm Prototype to let it thrive or d*e.
After finishing all of this, Luxianbei lay down on the sofa in Du Sixian’s resting room, closed her eyes, and loudly called for the Proxy Player Sister in her mind.
“Proxy Player Sister? Where are you? Come out and take clients!”
“I’m here, Lord Luxian!”
As a slightly fawning response sounded in her ears, Luxianbei felt the familiar sensation of falling, her consciousness drifting into darkness like a dead leaf carried away by the wind.
