Reincarnation space, but the style is wrong

Chapter 200: Where? Turn off the free mic
After the hotel and school were breached one after another, a groan suddenly sounded from an underground cave in the middle of the pentagram area that could not be detected by any detector.

"Ugh." A flash of red light flashed in the dark cave, followed by a hoarse voice like an old broken bellows: "Who destroyed my two arrangements?"

Having slept for decades, he was now very angry, and wished he could rush out immediately to hang the culprit who destroyed his arrangement on the stake and beat him, and then burn him at the stake to make it weird.

Maybe it was because of his bad temper when he woke up that he was very impulsive. Fortunately, thousands of years of experience finally calmed him down, his anger subsided, and reason took over again.

"The opponent who was able to destroy my two arrangements in succession must be at least a Great Monster-level existence," Rusty's brain began to work, and his wisdom that had not been used for many years came into play at this moment. "Based on the time interval between the destruction of these two arrangements, the opponent's strength is likely to be similar to mine, and may even have mastered some of the power of God."

As an ancient being who also possessed some divine power, he knew very well how difficult his own kind were.

"I just don't know what kind of divine power he has mastered." After a lot of thoughts in his mind and weighing the pros and cons, he decided to go out and check the situation.

The reason was simple: those arrangements were too important to him. If the rest were destroyed, his plan would probably have to be postponed for hundreds of years.

Delay would lead to unexpected events, so he planned to make a quick decision.

A consciousness manifestation, carrying part of his power, quickly left the underground cave and split into three paths, heading towards the remaining three areas of the pentagram.

He had a hunch that the being that repeatedly destroyed his arrangements would find the remaining three locations, and he just had to sit back and wait.

Inside the mental hospital, the mixed forces previously dispatched by Chen Xingzhi were engaging in intense exchanges with the doctors, nurses and even mental patients in various areas.

Most of the weird attention was drawn to the mixed forces, and a considerable area became safer for humans.

From the shadows, a mentally ill patient poked his head out, looked around, and after making sure that there was no one around, he quietly walked through the shadows toward the duty room.

He is not the monster in the mental hospital, but the unlucky guy who was selected by the weird live broadcast room. He is now looking for the exit to leave this mental hospital copy.

As one of the five unsolvable dungeons, the mental hospital had a lot of pressure on him. He kept praying in his heart:

'Graytide bless me, keep me from being discovered by the nurses and doctors.'

This is a legend that has been widely circulated recently. According to a new virtual anchor who wishes to remain anonymous, as long as you silently recite the name of the big brother in the copy, there is a chance of getting his help.

Although he didn't know whether praying like this would be useful, he still did it for peace of mind.

He tiptoed forward in the corridor. Although he was not far from the duty room, it felt like several hours had passed.

Fortunately, he could finally see the sign of the duty room clearly. As long as he crossed the T-shaped walkway in front, he would reach his destination.

The man held his breath and continued to move forward.

Maybe his luck had run out, but this time his whereabouts were discovered by a mentally ill patient who was peeping through the door. The patient immediately started screaming hysterically and kept banging on the door, and the entire mental hospital became bustling.

"Fuck, damn weird, it ruined my business!"

The man cursed inwardly, and without caring about being cautious or his goal, he ran away.

Before he could run far, a machete came down at his face. If he hadn't stopped in time, his entire face would have been cut flat.

"Triangle head?!"

He saw a strange figure wearing an iron triangular helmet standing in front of him. His upper body was naked, revealing arms that seemed to be cast in steel. The whole person was like an iron tower that was insurmountable.

The man had no intention of fighting this monster. He turned around and was about to run back, but saw another monster blocking him. "Faceless nurse?!"

When the man saw the hot nurse with her face bandaged, his face turned pale, he suddenly stopped and leaned against the wall behind him.

He regretted that he had made a mistake to the faceless nurse on the small website before. Perhaps that was the reason why he ended up like this today.

A gust of evil wind blew over, and the man had already closed his eyes and was waiting to die, but after a moment, he found that he did not feel any coldness on his neck.

"What's going on?" He quietly opened his eyes a little, and saw that the machete of the triangular head stopped less than ten centimeters away from his head, and could not move forward any further.

A small cyclone composed entirely of blue-purple gas slowly floated out from behind the triangular head. Two ribbon-like tentacles extended from its body surface, and they were placed on the two monsters on the left and right, causing their movements to come to a standstill.

"Gurgle!" The cyclone made a series of meaningless sounds, and several terrifying creatures jumped out from the shadow behind it.

Among them were two creatures that looked like Zerg from science fiction works. They stretched out their sickle-like forelimbs and swept across, cutting the sturdy body of the triangular head into pieces.

The faceless nurses were also dealt with by two creatures with unique appearances. They were two abominable monsters made of light grey unknown substances. Their internal organs turned inside out and their bodies that did not conform to the laws of biological evolution were all challenging the limits of natural selection.

They moved up and down, swallowing up the faceless nurse's head and feet respectively, gradually dissolving and swallowing them, and finally spitting out only a few pieces of useless cloth.

In just a few seconds, the two monsters that were just showing off their power died.

"Gurgle?" The blue-purple cyclone retracted the ribbon and made a strange sound again, but this time the person being questioned was the man who was forced into a corner.

The man's mental state is not very good at the moment. The mental pollution caused by the deformed monster has brought his sanity to the brink of collapse.

The blue-purple cyclone noticed his situation, waved its hand to make the deformed monsters and alien insects retreat into the shadows, and took action to restore his mental state so that his sanity would not continue to collapse.

"You were the one who just muttered my name, right?" The cyclone made a gurgling sound again, and this time it was accompanied by psychic fluctuations, so that even ordinary people could understand what he said.

"Ah? Me?" The man came back to his senses and shook his head. Although he didn't know why he could understand that strange cry, it was obviously not the time to care about it.

When Cyclone saw him shaking his head, strange runes lit up on his body and a circular portal appeared out of thin air amid the explosion of dark green sparks.

Chen Xingzhi took a step out of the portal, holding a spear in one hand and holding the Abyss Stone with the other, looking particularly strange under the dim green light.

After seeing his face clearly, the man was stunned at first, then immediately became excited and tremblingly said: "You, did you really hear my prayer?"

"It is true," Chen Xingzhi did not deny it. "To be honest, your free mic is really annoying. I don't know who started it. My head is buzzing with it."

Since he arrived in this world, the concept of him has begun to spread. Some people with higher inspiration can even dream of him and learn some of his names besides his real name.

Now, he can even achieve what is called "whatever he says will be known."

This situation not only allowed his spiritual foundation to continue to strengthen, but also brought him a lot of trouble, such as the endless free microphone bombardment around the clock.

In order to prevent this situation from continuing, he has begun to study the filtering system so that these people's chatter will not disturb him.

　Thanks to book friend 20220427101352283 for the 100 starting coin reward

　　
　
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