Black Book

Chapter 311 What are you barking about?
Lechangfang·Theft Prevention Department
"For any problems that cannot be solved officially, go to the headquarters and find Yin Jingan. I have talked to him and he will help..."

"If I run into trouble on the road, go find Wilson. If necessary, he can wake me up from my 'retreat'."

Under the twisted and frightened eyes of all the prisoners, two figures walked in the dark dungeon. Yan Yunsheng lagged half a step behind the young man, following him closely with his fists clasped.

"Yes, my lord."

"During my absence, the Si Ya will be handed over to you. Remember to supervise the brothers in their practice."

Patting Yan Yunsheng on the shoulder, Zhu Haomiao smiled slightly, turned around and waved at him with his back to him.

"Go out."

Yan Yunsheng had a vague premonition of what the boy might do, and he didn't dare to think about it too much. He nodded in awe and fear, and ran out of the dungeon in a panic as if he was being chased by a monster.

At an angle that he could not see, Zhu Haomiao's dark and deep pupils shrank little by little, and strands of purple-gold threads spread out from the depths of his pupils, eventually turning into a pair of purple-gold vertical pupils that emitted an evil glow in the darkness.

The oppressive purple-gold vertical pupils swept around, and in the desperate and twisted eyes of all the prisoners, the young man raised a sunny and cheerful smile, opened his arms and took a step forward.

"Everyone, I have a dream..."

Before he finished speaking, all the prisoners let out a shrill and terrifying scream at the same time.

“No! Don’t come over here, ahhhhhhhh!!!”

"........."

The sunny and cheerful smile froze on his face, the curve of the boy's mouth corners disappeared little by little, and the majestic and evil purple-gold vertical pupils emitted a piercing cold light.

"I haven't even finished my sentence, what are you guys barking about?"

"I don't know how to praise!"

………………

Standing outside the prison gate, Yan Yunsheng looked in the direction of the stairs leading to the underground and felt creepy.

In a trance, he seemed to see something wriggling and twisting in the depths of the darkness, like an invisible demon chewing, swallowing, and digesting something...

But looking closely, everything was so peaceful, even the faint screams just now had fallen silent, as if the cold fear from the bottom of his heart was just an illusion.

Gollum~
Unable to help swallowing, Yan Yunsheng continued to take slow and long deep breaths.

At this moment, he wanted very much to hear the prisoners' screams, but this cold, desperate silence suffocated him.

However, until the handsome and charming young man walked out with a refreshed look on his face, he did not hear any movement from below.

"I'll have to work hard on you in the rest of the game."

"As usual, a sudden illness and death!"

Patting Yan Yunsheng on the shoulder, Zhu Haomiao walked away with a satisfied smile.

Behind him, Yan Yunsheng took a long, deep breath to relieve the pressure in his chest, and saluted solemnly towards the young man's back.

"Respect!"

Until the figure of the young man disappeared from his sight, Yan Yunsheng gritted his teeth and mustered up the courage to walk towards the underground passage of the prison. When he stepped into the dark stairs that he was used to, he subconsciously held his hand on the hilt of the knife, as if this would give him a sense of security.

In a trance, he felt a majestic, cold and evil aura permeating the air, as if an ancient god had descended to the mortal world. Just a trace of the remaining aura made people tremble, and they couldn't help but want to kneel on the ground and pray for His forgiveness.

It wasn't until he stepped into the underground prison that the scene he saw made his heart skip a beat and his breathing stop.

All the prisoners in the cells knelt quietly on the ground, with their heads bowed and their fists clenched in prayer, just like devout believers worshiping the gods they believed in.

With goosebumps all over his body, Yan Yunsheng opened a cell and gently pushed the prisoner who was kneeling on the ground. The stiff corpse fell to the ground on its side like a stone, maintaining a praying posture, revealing facial features soaked in black blood.

Black blood as thick as crude oil flowed out of all his orifices. The prisoner maintained an expression of despair and pain before death, as if he was confessing something and praying for forgiveness from the great being.

Using all his strength to suppress the throbbing in his heart, Yan Yunsheng looked around and found that all the corpses were facing the same direction.

Taking a step forward, Yan Yunsheng walked step by step to the center of the passage of the underground prison and slowly stood still.

In an instant, a chill rushed from his coccyx to the top of his head. He clearly saw that where he was standing, the bodies of all the prisoners were kneeling towards him.

The entire dark dungeon is like a horrible altar. Countless "believers" sacrifice their lives to please the unknown devil and pray for his forgiveness and mercy.

In a trance, Yan Yunsheng seemed to see a slender and tall figure standing where he was, happily enjoying the sacrifices and worship of the believers.

The electric shock-like feeling made people shudder. Although he was the only living person, Yan Yunsheng froze in place and dared not move, like a bug frozen in amber.

It was not until a long time later that the lingering majestic atmosphere in the air gradually faded away, and the suffocating feeling of oppression dissipated bit by bit. Only then did he exhale a trembling breath and began to clean up the "mess" with trepidation.

Looking around, Yan Yunsheng made a bitter face and couldn't help muttering to himself.

"Sir... this disease is too terrible... how can I explain it..."

On the other side, Zhu Haomiao walked out of the door of the Anti-Theft Bureau lazily and happily, not caring at all about how big a mess he had left for Yan Yunsheng, smacking his lips as if savoring the taste.

The mental barriers of the intelligent creatures in this world are much stronger than those in the first heaven. I used [Grasp of Immortality] to pull them out repeatedly for a long time before gradually breaking their "shells". Finally, I completed the harvest with a sacrificial ceremony today.

Blinking, the boy's vision slightly lost focus and looked towards the [Book of Black].

[Arrogance]: LV.1 → LV.5
[God] +10
[Agility] +8
[Greed Coins] +236
"Raise pigs for a thousand days, use them for a moment, thank nature for the gift."

Just as the young man clasped his hands together in sincere gratitude, a magnificent golden light that was invisible to others bloomed from deep within his soul and flesh.

The gray and white cocoon on the conceptual level quietly cracked open a gap, and the violent force of breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly surged into his limbs again, making Zhu Haomiao's blood boil!
[Taixu Refining Spirit and True Enlightenment]: LV.3→LV.4 (Minor Success)
[Effect] +5
[Qi] +5
Clenching his fists, the surge of powerful force made Zhu Haomiao feel as if he could tear the sky apart with one punch.

It took a long time for Zhu Haomiao to get used to the strength of his spirit and flesh. He raised his head and saw Wilson in black standing next to a luxurious and spacious carriage, bowing respectfully to him.

"My lord."

"Ah."

After getting on the carriage, the driver in front started to urge the horse to move slowly.

The moment the car door was closed, a ray of light formation invisible to the naked eye flashed by, and the noisy sounds on the street outside suddenly dissipated.

(End of this chapter)