Strange Rules: It doesn't matter, the system will take care of it.

"They're back! They're back! Everyone's here."

"My God, they are so brave!"

Seeing Chen Feng and his group return unharmed, the students in the corridor craned their necks, glanced sideways, laughed, then noticed the extra mark on their heads, quickly composed themselves, and fell silent in admiration, thinking it was absolutely brilliant.

"It sounds like I'm very brave."

"Big brother, of course you're brave."

Chen Feng asked Wan Xiaogui and then realized that the guy who dared to play games in Room 9 of this school would dare to order takeout without using coupons in real life.

That was indeed quite brave.

Chen Feng straightened his back, then bent down again.

Because he suddenly realized that while he was awesome in the supernatural world, he was a nobody in the Western fantasy world. At 3 a.m., he would have to go back and be chased and killed by a hundred heroes with systems.

Although my older brother gave me a gun.

But Chen Feng was unwilling to use either the bullets from the Five Vengeance Seats or the bullets from the Great Demon on the Ancestor of Flame Demons.

As the saying goes, when fellow villagers meet, their eyes well up with tears. Chen Feng wanted to leave this precious single-target bullet to his old friend, Ghost King.

But if we don't use shotguns, we'll have to think of other ways.

Chen Feng glanced back at the house numbers. After number nine, there were eight, seven, nine... If he wasn't mistaken, those should be the residences of other top-tier monsters. He wondered if they played games.

Hmm, why is there another nine?

Chen Feng looked closely and realized that the house number was reversed; it was a six written upside down.

The morning classes are electives.

Elbow Strike Ghost, being a physical education student, naturally focuses on physical education, while Joke Ghost chooses "Mechanical Engineering Class: Electrical Malfunction".

Chen Feng looked at the big megaphone on the joker's forehead and thought, "Is it reasonable for an electrical appliance to spend all its time trying to break itself?"

The joke subtly reminded Chen Feng not to underestimate this course: "As anyone who frequently commits murder knows, electrical malfunctions are incredibly useful."

"Oh?"

Chen Feng raised an eyebrow and said, "You mean, you can't kill someone unless you learn from an electrical malfunction?"

The joke was quirky: "Hard to say."

"fart!"

Chen Feng retorted, "You say you're in a technological universe, so turning off a light or breaking a phone is somewhat useful, but what about in a fantasy, cultivation, or magic continent without electrical appliances? Wouldn't you be completely useless then?"

He jokingly said, "You're not useless. Fantasy, cultivation, and magic are the hardest-hit areas for systems. If you don't learn how to deal with transmigrators, how are you supposed to handle them?"

"What? The system is also an electrical appliance?"

It was like a perfect pillow for someone who was sleepy.

Chen Feng was originally worried about the one hundred warriors who possessed the system, but now he has a solution.

"Who just said that malfunctioning appliances are useless? This appliance malfunctioning is great!"

Open the mechanical engineering textbook.

Chen Feng looked through the table of contents page by page. The first few pages were all simple machines, such as computers and televisions, and even pagers and mobile phones that had been phased out on Earth. But as he went on, the style of the images gradually changed.

The cyberpunk-style prosthetic body malfunctioned.

A steampunk-style airship crashes.

They can also destroy artificial intelligence, nanobots, warp-engine spaceships, dark matter energy shields, water droplets... anything mechanical can be dealt with.

Chen Feng flipped to the last page and, sure enough, saw the option to shut down the system.

"Is the author of this book someone who has a grudge against Wanji?"

Just as Chen Feng had this thought, he saw the message left by the author.

It contains insults directed at Wanji, using the household registration book as the center and the family genealogy as the radius.

"Wanji, I fucking XX!"

Chen Feng felt that this was going too far. Although Wanji had been a bit of a swindler, was it necessary to be so hateful?

But Chen Feng looked down.

"My sister's baby is a month old and she needs to cultivate immortal arts, but once she enters seclusion, it will be for tens of thousands of years. As her uncle, I'm thinking of buying a demon-slaying system for my nephew so that he can travel more while cultivating. Is that a bad idea?"

That's not a violation.

Chen Feng thought to himself that Wanji's demon-slaying system was pretty good, so why was it being criticized?

Until he saw:

"That bastard Wanji even embezzled children's money. My nephew painstakingly killed divine beasts and monsters for tens of thousands of years, and they were all transported to his treasure vault by his system's spatial teleportation device."

Holy crap, that's so mean?

Chen Feng thought for a moment and realized something was wrong. Exorcising demons and monsters involves extracting the power from the enemy and infusing it into the host's cultivation. If everything is stolen and there is no cultivation, even a pig would notice the problem in a few months. How could it take tens of thousands of years?

"That old bastard installed a small world with a time flow rate a factor of 10 to the power of 72 on the system. Whenever the host uses cultivation infusion, he throws my nephew into the small world to cultivate. He won't let him out until he finishes cultivating. After he leaves, he uses a memory erasure device to remove all his cultivation memories."

Grass.

So that's how it is. Then I don't know either?

Chen Feng thought about it carefully and realized that the Demon-Slaying System had not been working since he began to digest the divinity of spacetime and mastered time stop and teleportation.

"I thought it was because the world is different and it's not allowed to be used."

"It turns out that I had the ability to control spacetime, but I was afraid of being exposed, so I didn't dare to use it."

The author then goes on to cite examples of Wanji's various crimes.

For example, they could install cameras in the check-in system, trick the host into going to a dangerous area to take photos, sell the information for a large sum of money, and then collect some junk as a reward to appease the host.

For example, the system sold to the Warp could be handed over to the evil god Tzeentch for maintenance.

For example, you can install a live stream in the National Fortune Arena system and make a fortune in tips and gifts in the advanced universe.

"So that's how those bullet comments came about."

At first, Chen Feng felt indignant that Wanji was being scolded and beaten, but now he wants to beat Wanji to a pulp.

In short, in order to take revenge on Wanji, the author of this book invented a method to influence the system with strange powers.

"The Wanji system is divided into three tiers. The one he made himself is the best, then the one made by the chosen one is the second best, and the last one sold to the Celestial Realm, the Immortal Realm, and the Subspace is all garbage. Today I will talk about how to deal with this kind of garbage system below the single-unit level."

[Daily Intelligence: Even the highest-tier system can be hacked? Being called the Chosen One of All Machines is truly embarrassing.]

[Equipment Enhancement: Little-known fact - that's no longer the highest tier]

Chen Feng learned it after reading the book once.

"It turns out that the rules class teacher messed up the ghost-catching system by malfunctioning electrical appliances."

"What if it's the other way around?"

After a series of quick operations, Chen Feng not only learned how to damage the system, but also, by working backward, how to repair it.

[Smack!]

The ghost-catching system has been fixed.

The Ghost-Catching System has been upgraded to version 5.0.

[3.0 Feature Unlocked: Now, vengeful spirits weaker than the host can be recruited as subordinates without needing to be defeated or have their wishes fulfilled.]

[4.0 Feature Unlocked: Now you only need to defeat your opponent to unlock their path to survival]

[5.0 Feature Unlocked: Now, by embedding the Death Godhood, ghosts can be transformed into monsters]

[Equipment Enhancement: Holy crap, three levels upgraded in one go! No wonder he's second in the Myriad Machines rankings, his mechanical talent is simply invincible!]

[Daily Intelligence: Can you see clearly? He can only cultivate the supernatural system; this is clearly a supernatural talent.]

Chen Feng sighed and said:

"It's no use, there's no way to improve it further unless I can learn the second level of the God's Chosen Chapter."

"It seems that the Wanji Shenxuan outside Cihang City has at least a 5.0 or higher system."

After class.

Chen Feng asked jokingly, "Where can I get the next advanced mechanics textbook?"

The joke goes that only those with a Level 2 Ghostly Cultivator qualification are authorized to receive this item.

"So, who in our class is a Level 2 Ghost?"

"Of course it's Xiao Si, the class beauty! Could it be me?"

A white-clad female giant appeared in Chen Feng's mind: "The Love-Sickness Curse."

No wonder Xiangsi Gui was able to rescue people from Xiaomei's room back then; it turns out she was a second-year student.

Do you know where Xiaosi is?

"It must have happened in anthropology class."

Upon hearing that the class beauty was also involved, Elbow Strike Ghost volunteered after class, saying, "Brother Feng, let me talk to her this time. Girls all like muscular men. With my muscles, I'll definitely seduce her and she'll hand over her Level 2 certificate in no time."

Chen Feng raised an eyebrow: "You have a crush on Sister Xiaosi?"

Elbow Strike Ghost nodded: "Of course, Sister Xiaosi looks so beautiful in that white jumpsuit, who in the class doesn't like her?"

"shallow!"

The jokingly mischievous one chided, "I would still like Sister Xiaosi even if she wore absolutely nothing."

Damn it, aren't you shallow too?

Chen Feng recalled the Love-Sick Ghost's hobby, looked at the two ghosts again, and sighed, "Go back, you're too old."

The two ghosts turned their heads and asked, "Brother Feng, are you going to do it yourself?"

Of course.

Chen Feng declared his victory: "I'm a master of the hidden corner game!"