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The tip of the black umbrella pierced through the thick, dark clouds.

A black figure holding an umbrella walked slowly over and stopped next to the manhole cover downstairs.

"Clang!" "Clang!"

The manhole cover bounced up and down as if it were breathing.

The crimson steam tried to overturn the manhole cover that was pressing down on its vent, but because of the vast difference in strength, it was pushed back down by the weight of the manhole cover itself.

At first glance, the manhole covers along the entire road looked like pressure cookers, constantly hissing and emitting white steam.

The dark figure slowly raised its head, revealing a face that wasn't particularly handsome. What was truly striking was that its eyes were closed, as if no organs had ever grown in that position.

Looking up in the direction he was facing, he saw a man squatting on the rooftop, drinking soy milk, waving at him.

"Wu Ying, what a coincidence."

In different worlds, you will always encounter the same face. Although Tan Wenjie was already used to it, every time he greeted these people, it was like reuniting with old friends after crossing countless distances. Unfortunately, only he knew this joy.

A unique dimensional Easter egg just for you.

Even though he was given a nickname on their first meeting, the man's emotions did not change at all. He calmly turned around, went upstairs, pressed the elevator button, and followed the elevator to the rooftop.

The umbrella remained open overhead, and the person beneath it exuded an aura of oppressive power that encompassed the entire world, but this aura had little effect on Tan Wenjie.

The shadow beneath his feet trembled, and then Tan Wenjie calmly took out the "Gold and Silver Mountains Map" and the unfinished comic draft from behind him.

He himself also possesses the world.

"I've done you a huge favor," Tan Wenjie said. "I've brought you good news this time."

The good news he was referring to was the ghost pyramid scheme he had promoted, which involved recruiting a large number of ghosts into the scheme, and then even more ghosts were implicated. Although these ghosts were suspected of accumulating merit, would the world's will really care about merit?
Just like money, whether it's paper and pen or gold, it's all a form of transaction.

What the world really needs is value, and for someone to recognize that value and then be willing to provide their labor for it, in a compliant and stable manner.

Undoubtedly, pyramid schemes, like a game of musical chairs, have achieved this. Their brainwashing and viral development methods make this system work perfectly.

Even Tan Wenjie didn't expect that after he left for so long, when he returned, the ghost pyramid scheme not only didn't collapse, but many ghosts, after accumulating enough merit, left gracefully and were reincarnated.

After careful consideration, he understood why.

The way pyramid schemes work is like a game of musical chairs; if you can't recruit enough people, everything collapses. But ghost pyramid schemes are different; people die every moment in this world, and new people are always joining.

What's even more interesting is that even those ghosts who manage to reincarnate through their own efforts still have to rejoin as new people after death, starting from scratch step by step.

Its operating method, which could explode at any moment, has strangely persisted until now, remaining at a state of near collapse.

"What do you need?" The man holding the umbrella spoke in a voice devoid of emotion, but his tone had softened considerably, showing that he also acknowledged Tan Wenjie's contributions.

Tan Wenjie raised his finger and pointed to the top of his head, then pointed to the ground beneath his feet.

This world exists both above and below the heavens.

"I need your power in this world."

He revealed the Abyss Bracelet on his wrist.

"Help me peel it off."

"Goodness."

"I have plenty!"

The moment the golden wheel of merit appeared behind him, the entire sky was filled with golden light.

The man, whose face was suddenly illuminated by the golden light, turned his head slightly.

The amount of merit is so vast that it could have saved the world, and it could very well cause an inflation of merit.

"besides……"

"Feel free to ask!"

"There are evil spirits in this world that cannot be redeemed."

"Kill." Tan Wenjie offered the simplest and most decisive method.

After all, besides ghost messengers, there are also exorcists and Taoist priests like Ah You in this world. If you can't understand reasoning, then use your fists.

No matter what the evil spirits are formed from, as long as there are batches of exorcists, all problems can be solved.

The black umbrella tilted slightly upwards, clearly indicating that the other party also agreed with Tan Wenjie's statement.

"Do you have some intractable disease that you can't cure?"

Even if the world's will has no combat power, as long as its focus is slightly biased, it can grant people various opportunities and influence various natural disasters. In particular, this world also has ghost messengers who maintain order. They have no emotions, are obedient, and can be mass-produced. Apart from being relatively weak, they have almost no shortcomings.

"No."

The other person paused, then said:
"Huang Yongfa".

"Understood." Tan Wenjie nodded.

Tan Wenjie has a fairly good relationship with the exorcist Huang Yongfa, and is also one of the "protagonists". As Tan Wenjie's understanding of the world deepens, he can instantly understand the meaning of the world's will.

As merit becomes a form of pyramid scheme, more and more people and ghosts are obtaining "protagonist templates" by virtue of their merit.

There are too many main characters, but not everyone can be a main character. Huang Yongfa, who is currently recognized as the only main character, is being reduced to an ordinary person, which is obviously unacceptable to the world's will.

In fact, the existence of the protagonist does not represent the world's preferences, but it will trigger round after round of changes, making him a key figure.

Such figures must never disappear.

A gust of wind blew by, and the man holding the black umbrella vanished without a trace.

Tan Wenjie raised his hand and opened up the space in front of him, and in an instant, he arrived in the underworld.

Ordinary wandering ghosts linger here, unable to be reborn, and have a strong desire for the living.

Also lurking are powerful evil spirits who retain their memories from their previous lives, but are dominated by negative emotions such as resentment.

The spider-like figures climbing the wall noticed Tan Wenjie and tried to approach him, but before they could even touch him, they were instantly saved by the golden light of merit emanating from his body.

"Holy crap! They're back?"

The muscular dwarf, who hadn't been online for a long time, looked around and felt a sense of familiarity with the air.

"Boss, do you want me to deal with them?"

“You go and unify them, then become the leader and attack the human world.” Tan Wenjie pointed to the boundless wild ghosts in front of him.

The muscular dwarf was silent for a moment, then said, "Although I have a pointy head, I'm not stupid, I'll die."

"Of course, otherwise I'd really let you enjoy yourself here," Tan Wenjie comforted him. "Don't worry, I'll definitely keep you alive. After that, I'll keep you here as the boss, and I'll even give you creatine protein powder and liver-protecting tablets."

"Hey, you said it!"

The muscular dwarf roared and charged forward, but Tan Wenjie grabbed him and pulled him back.

"Is there anything else?"

"I'll teach you some self-defense skills so you don't get killed."

Swords, shields, and armor "grew" from Tan Wenjie's shadow and automatically donned them onto the muscular dwarf.

With a strange howl, the muscular dwarf charged towards the horde of ghosts.

……

A tea restaurant.

Huang Yongfa was eating heartily, completely ignoring the drooling demon sitting at the next table.

He's gotten used to seeing these things everywhere he goes.

The glass door was pushed open.

Then, a chair was pulled out in front of Huang Yongfa, and someone sat down in front of him without any ceremony. His gaze slowly moved upwards, and he saw a familiar face.

Tan Wenjie greeted him, "Little Huang, long time no see."

Huang Yongfa: "..."

He lowered his head and continued eating.

"Knock knock." Tan Wenjie gently tapped the table with his knuckles.

Huang Yongfa looked up again helplessly: "What is it?"

"Old friend reunited, why do you look like you've eaten shit?"

Huang Yongfa silently put down his spoon. If he didn't know he couldn't beat his opponent at all, he would have definitely punched him and given him a good beating.

Actually, I have something good to tell you.

Tan Wenjie lowered his voice, but saw the evil spirit at the next table drooling as it slowly approached, as if it intended to eavesdrop. However, Tan Wenjie gently tapped it with his outstretched finger.

The evil spirit vanished instantly, disappearing without a trace like flying coal dust.

Upon seeing this scene, Huang Yongfa's pupils contracted. He knew that Tan Wenjie must have become different after not seeing him for a while, but he never expected him to be this terrifying.

"Speak," Huang Yongfa said calmly, picking up his water glass and placing it in front of him.

"Little Huang," Tan Wenjie asked, puzzled, "do you want to wash your face?"

Because Huang Yongfa's hand was shaking, the water glass shook violently, and the splashed water completely soaked Huang Yongfa's face. However, he remained expressionless, not only maintaining his drinking posture, but also completely ignoring the water splashing into his collar and thoroughly wetting a large area of ​​his chest.

"I'm a little hot." Huang Yongfa put down the cup, finally managing to control his trembling hands.

“It is indeed a bit hot.” ​​Tan Wenjie nodded in agreement. “That’s right. You’re lucky to have been chosen as the male lead to save the world. As long as you work with me to vanquish demons, you can gain fame and live a life of luxury with beautiful women and luxury.”

"Is it okay not to save them?" Huang Yongfa asked.

Tan Wenjie nodded, drawing out the last syllable: "Okay!"

Before Huang Yongfa could even breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the other person say, "But your ghost love story is being taken very seriously by the higher-ups. Have you found her reincarnation yet?"

"No."

"It is said that in your next life, you will be able to switch genders."

"..."

This was definitely a threat, and Huang Yongfa suspected that the person in front of him was the one who came up with the bad idea to threaten him.

Dating is dating, and being committed to each other until death is also being committed to each other until death, but the ownership of the mortise and tenon structure must not be mistaken.

"I am personally very interested in saving the world."

Even though he had accumulated enough merit, Huang Yongfa couldn't stand seeing ordinary people being harassed by evil spirits, nor could he stand seeing wronged ghosts being harmed, so he always played the role of a local exorcist.

"I knew you could do it."

Tan Wenjie patted Huang Yongfa on the shoulder.

After leaving the restaurant, the two walked down the street.

The sunlight seemed to be shrouded in shadow.

Huang Yongfa immediately felt the pressure in the air, had difficulty breathing, and felt as if the sun overhead was a light in a refrigerator.

"What is it this time?" Tan Wenjie shaded his eyes with his hand as he looked towards the horizon.

The sun was obscured by the cold, and countless evil spirits crawled out, filling the streets like waves, washing away cars, streetlights, fire hydrants, and everything else on the road.

They charged straight at Huang Yongfa and Tan Wenjie.

Huang Yongfa wasn't sure if he was seeing things, but he actually saw a familiar figure wearing ancient general's armor—that muscular dwarf.

What's going on?!

Huang Yongfa turned to look at Tan Wenjie, who handed him a stick along with a bottle of medicine.

He instinctively took the two items, knowing they would definitely help his precious child.

Judging from Tan Wenjie's calm face, you can tell he can definitely handle it.

Desperate, Huang Yongfa uncorked the medicine and poured it into his mouth. The taste was very strange, but after drinking it, Huang Yongfa had a strong intuition that his body felt very relaxed, as if something good was about to happen.

Tan Wenjie: "I will love you for ten thousand years."

Huang Yongfa asked with a bitter face, "Can't we just not talk about it?"

"Damn it, just say it already."

I will love you for ten thousand years!

With a ringing sound, the golden cudgel began to shake rapidly and, to Huang Yongfa's astonishment, transformed into a Gatling gun.

The rapidly spitting bullets annihilated the evil spirits in front of them, maintaining a strange balance between them.

Until Huang Yongfa tried to shout "I love you for ten thousand years" again, the Gatling gun transformed into a suit of armor, carrying him into the horde of ghosts, unleashing its full power.

Unsure how long the battle had lasted, Huang Yongfa squinted and looked up at the scorching heat overhead when the weather cleared.

He had survived unscathed and even seemed to have won the battle.

Before him stood a muscular dwarf, his armor so perfectly intact it was spotless.

The muscular dwarf glanced at Tan Wenjie furtively, then said in a monotone voice, "Ah, I hate it so much! I'm no match for you. I'll go back and discipline my men so they never show up again! Humph!"

Huang Yongfa: "..."

That was such a deliberate hum.

"How was it?" Huang Yongfa reluctantly returned the golden cudgel.

"You need to save the world a few more times."

"Again?"

Videos of exorcist master Huang Yongfa have gone viral online.

While others exorcise ghosts and evil spirits, he often fights alone against the evil spirits of an entire building, and when he's in good form, he can even fight a whole neighborhood of evil spirits by himself.

Quantitative changes led to qualitative changes, and more and more people recognized Huang Yongfa.

Like a puppeteer controlling everything remotely, Tan Wenjie finally got what he wanted after achieving his goal.

The cover of the comic's draft is a bracelet that resembles a vine.

This comic draft, which had never truly formed a secret world, was finally recognized as level 1 at this moment.

Inside are three terrifying figures.

Tan Wenjie met the man with the black umbrella again and completed the final transaction.

The other party was extremely generous, granting world power far beyond imagination, which rapidly raised the comic world's level from lv1 to lv2. The most direct manifestation of this was that the four horror characters each had their own exclusive story.

At the same time, Tan Wenjie could sense that the auras of the three imprisoned abyssal evil spirits were growing stronger.

"Amei, I'm leaving you with this."

Tan Wenjie threw Chu Renmei inside. The moment Chu Renmei went in, the number of pages in the comic book increased rapidly. Not only did the level increase to lv3, but new stories even began to appear page by page.

Tomie, Kayako, Sadako, One Missed Call, Kuchisake-onna, Aunt Red...

The previous fusion appears to have been torn apart by the forces of the world.

In these stories, there are no victims; the demons are like predators, crouching in their hunting grounds, waiting for the next prey to stumble in. (End of Chapter)