Why is my journey to the world of anime a strange tale of rules?

She immediately sent messages to the surrounding area through the remote communication device, but after trying this, Xiong Mi found that she had lost contact with the other responsible persons. The remote communication device, which should have been able to transmit messages across several cities with a strong signal, could now only barely transmit messages throughout the building itself, and even transmitting messages to the surrounding streets became extremely difficult, as if some force was hindering the transmission of messages.

Something terrible must have happened.

{Jianbing, Lawyer, Shao Ye, from this moment on, we are entering Level One alert. We have completely lost contact with the outside world!}

After sending a warning to his comrades stationed inside the building via communication, Xiong Mi turned around and quickly stepped into the stairs, intending to go back and rejoin his teammates.

But when Xiong Mi saw the thing standing on the stairs with its back to her, she realized that she had been confronted and stopped in her tracks, her eyes flashing with a fierce light.

Hua la la la——

Rainwater flowed down the stairwell, splashing all the way down.

Meanwhile, Xiong Mi, who was in the dark stairwell, could hear footsteps echoing in the darkness, and heard the sound of those things slowly moving through the corridor, passing by each door.

Unbeknownst to many, the building, which the Market had designated as a command center for the "Slacker Gang," had become filled with an astonishing number of bizarre creatures.

Is this the scale? I never imagined that one day I would actually witness such a bizarre event in the real world.

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Xiong Mi took a step forward, stepping into the flowing rainwater, splashing water everywhere.

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Having already changed into heavy rain boots, Hongxia looked at the water gushing down from above the stairs with a troubled expression. Then she looked back at her sister Xingge carrying a bucket of water and Liang, who had originally just wanted to hang out and play for a while but was now forced to stay and help, and sighed.

"This can't go on, it'll definitely flood!"

Hongxia watched the increasingly torrential rain with great anxiety, her expression filled with sorrow.

Because Star Livehouse is located underground, the unusually heavy rain caused a large amount of water to flood into the building. Even though the three people there were trying their best to drain the water, the water inside the store had already reached above their ankles and was still rising as the rain intensified.

The movable items and equipment had already been moved upstairs by the two sisters and Liang, but things like electrical circuits and lighting fixtures were really difficult to move. Hongxia was very worried that if her shop were completely submerged, those devices might malfunction.

So why is it suddenly raining so hard? There was nothing wrong just an hour ago.

The puzzled girl filled the bucket again with water and then planned to go upstairs to pour out the rainwater.

Then, she found that her path was blocked.

"Hey, Pochi-chan?"

Looking up, standing at the top of the stairs was Goto Ichiri, holding a slightly worn-out guitar.

Having already recalled her teammates, Hongxia was pleasantly surprised and wanted to go closer, but before she could make a move, Ichiri turned around and grabbed her shoulder.

"Don't come out."

As he spoke earnestly, he easily shoved Hongxia back into the shop with one hand, then closed the door and locked it shut with the lock.

"Wow——"

Hongxia let out a groan as she landed hard on her bottom. She had sat down so quickly that she had suffered some minor scrapes.

No, no, no, it doesn't matter that I was pushed away by Boqi-chan. What matters is why there was something else standing behind her when she started to move?

Hongxia could clearly recall the scene from just now, remembering the thing that slowly emerged from the shadows behind the panicked Goto Ichiri.

She realized that the thing was right outside, just a door away.

Splash—splash—

The rainstorm is getting even more intense.

Amid the storm, smoldering embers still lingered among the broken houses.

Gao Hai stood up from the rubble and ruins of Kaguya's mansion, which had been just a few minutes before, and looked at the city now shrouded in darkness, as well as the bone spur that had pierced his body and was still bleeding.

A twisted force deep within his soul was at work, devouring him as if trying to tear his mind apart.

Come on, accept my existence~

Let us work together to give this world eternal happiness!

Amidst the soft murmurs, disordered bodies have emerged from the surroundings, lively and playful, peering towards their own location.

"call……"

He took a deep breath, and the twisted, blasphemous bone spurs were gradually pulled out, while the invisible spiritual energy finally began to swirl around his body.

What follows is likely to be a very tough and fierce battle...

Volume 5: Mission Five (Part 1): Reality Collapses

Chapter 1: The Twisted and Bizarre Things Spreading in This Darkness

Splashing sound—splashing sound—

The torrential rain poured down, striking the windows with a knocking sound.

The young man, who had just finished showering, yawned and, without turning on the light, groped his way to the refrigerator, took out a can of beer, opened it, and took a sip as he walked. He continued until he reached the television, turned it on, and then walked to the sofa in the light from the television.

"Sigh, when will I get a holiday to rest? I'm working overtime every day, it's really hard to get through these days."

The young man, muttering to himself, lay back on the sofa, took another sip of beer with a dejected expression, and then looked at the television in front of him, whose image was slightly distorted and which, for some reason, could not display a clear program.

"Hey, hey, hey, really? Is the TV broken? Can I really be that unlucky?"

Realizing something was wrong, the young man got up from the sofa and went to the television, banging on it forcefully. However, this desperate attempt at repair had no effect whatsoever; the television screen remained covered in distorted, flickering static, showing no sign of recovery.

"How did it come to this? Sigh, I guess I'll just look at my phone for a bit. I have to work overtime tomorrow and the day after, and the earliest I can find someone to fix the TV is three days later. This is terrible, I might as well just let the world end."

The young man, muttering to himself, sat back on the sofa, took out his phone, and planned to watch some videos on a video website.

However, when he actually turned on his phone, the bright "No Signal" icon on the screen left him speechless.

"Ugh... Is this what they call a bad day? This is too much! Am I just here to suffer? Please, someone save me..."

The utterly dejected young man downed his beer in one gulp, tossed his phone aside on the sofa, and temporarily retreated into a state of self-isolation.

If nothing else happens tonight to interrupt him, he'll probably stay in this state for quite a while, and he might still be in a bad mood when he goes to work tomorrow.

However, whether he accepted or approved of the change, he did hear a voice he had never heard before.

[Zizzizi——]

The television screen, which had previously displayed only blurry static, began to emit strange noises.

The television suddenly brightened, turning the living room into a blinding white light.

And a clear picture began to slowly emerge from the screen.

Hello everyone watching on TV! I'm your host for today's program, Xiao Chuanling. You can just call me Xiaoling.

On the bright screen, a cute girl in a nurse's uniform stands in a white corridor, nodding and smiling at the screen.

"Huh? The TV signal is back?"

The unexpected situation made the young man sit up happily. After seeing the scene playing on the screen, his previously frowning face returned to a smile, and he felt much more relaxed.

Although he didn't know why he couldn't see the channel icon from when the TV was turned off last time, and he didn't recall ever watching a program like the one in front of him, the young man was already relieved that the TV signal was back, so he didn't think too much about it and just picked up the TV remote to change the channel. But strangely, no matter how he pressed the buttons, the TV screen didn't change at all, and even the volume buttons didn't work.

Seriously? The TV is working fine and then the remote breaks? I only changed the batteries a short time ago.

The young man was already sighing and complaining again.

At this moment, the cute girl on the screen smiled and spoke again.

Today, I will introduce the relief hospital where I work and show you a path to truly save yourself.

What's going on? Is this some kind of cult propaganda program?

Feeling something was off, the young man tried to turn off the TV. After pressing the remote and finding no response, he realized the remote was broken and stood up to go to the TV.

What he didn't notice was that when he stood up from the sofa, the girl on the TV screen slightly raised her head and kept her gaze fixed on his face.

I know some of you might find it strange and not understand why you're watching this show.

But we know you. We know how hard your life is, how exhausted you've been working these past few days, and how much pain and sorrow fill your heart. That's why we want to save you, we want to give you eternal happiness and joy. We came here for you.

The girl's voice was incredibly soft and light.

As if the voices possessed some kind of power, the young people, who weren't even focused on the television content, could clearly hear them.

And it seemed there was more to it than that; something else seemed to be hidden within that gentle voice—a power that could guide cognition and subconsciously change one's thoughts. However, for the young man who had recently witnessed a magical rain of light and been struck by it, these subtle sounds seemed unable to affect his thinking, at least not enough to cause his consciousness to veer uncontrollably in any particular direction.

"Who would believe in such a thing? There are more and more strange religious sects these days. I think we should execute a few more politicians."

The young man, who was cursing, walked up to the television and pressed the power button.

Regardless of how the other party played these videos, once the power was cut off, it would be impossible to continue playing them. The young man's thinking was very simple and direct; he couldn't be bothered to listen to this kind of idiotic nonsense that sounded like brainwashing from the very beginning.

"Hey?"

However, the video feed did not stop.

But the sound from the television continued to play.

Please don't resist us, we won't hurt you, we're only here to save you.

The woman in the picture tilted her head, smiled, and looked at the young man next to the television.

You have been caught in a terrifying fate, and only we can save you from your inevitable destruction. Please trust us, please trust us.

Nightmares are creeping closer; they're about to catch you. You need to trust us; you absolutely must trust us.

Her voice was so gentle, so convincing.

The young man was stunned for a moment, and after pressing the power button several times, he realized that the thing was completely useless, so he went around to the back of the TV and unplugged it.

Even if the power button malfunctions, there's no reason why it should still work after the power is turned off, right?

The young man, thinking this, leaned out from next to the television and looked at the screen, where he saw the woman's face almost touching his.

"what!?"

Amid gasps of surprise, the man collapsed to the ground, staring dumbfounded at the woman who was still smiling at him on the television screen.

Mr. Miyake, can you trust us now?

The girl called out the young man's name.