Rules of the Strange: I Became a God in a Bizarre World Through Taoist Arts

The ambiguous information in the illusion was pieced together by those watching the celestial canopy into an incomplete story.

Shen Xingzhuo's low-angle perspective in the film is because the character she is playing is Snow White who is not yet an adult.

Snow White's childhood was spent in oppression and abuse. Her king father, who seemed to be a kind and respectable father, was actually a completely different person and a thorough abuser.

He used language to exert coercive control over Little Snow.

Then, under the guise of being her father, he subjected her to inappropriate intimate contact.

If Snow White resists, he will punish her with even more violent behavior.

For example, feeding her pig feed, imprisoning her, and whipping her.

Snow White endured her days in terror, eventually "getting used" to it.

This is why the people behind the comments were so angry.

However, some rational people, like "History Guy," who have evolved to lose their emotions, have raised questions.

[But it's strange, why is it Sister Shen's blood that activates the illusion? And why is Sister Shen adopting Snow White's childhood perspective?]

[I also discovered this, and I checked ancient books. "Snow White" was originally a story told to children on the ancient planet Earth, but the content is completely different from what we see today.]

The discussions in the live chat are becoming increasingly reasonable and well-founded.

Guan Shanyue, who was in the command center, felt truly comforted and smiled knowingly.

"Captain Guan." Assistant Xu walked in and handed her the compiled documents.

"The list includes everyone who provided valuable analysis in the comments. We have already sent them letters and are just waiting for a reply."

Guan Shanyue nodded, feeling as if the documents in his hands weighed a ton.

These are all part of the future of the Tianxia Kingdom.

She thought for a moment and instructed, "After An Yu and Qian Ling have finished digesting the enhancement potion, let them choose their own people. Then, after training for a period of time, they can go and challenge the ranking monster tales in batches."

Assistant Xu nodded calmly, put the documents away, and left.

Guan Shanyue turned his gaze back to the sky and fell into thought.

The twenty bottles of enhancement potions that Shen Xingzhuo brought back have been properly distributed by her.

Lu Qianling and Su Anyu are making good progress, so she doesn't need to worry about them.

The only tricky one is Shen Xingzhuo.

The clues are fragmented, and there are two hidden tasks that need to be solved.

However tricky it may be, she is not worried that Shen Xingzhuo will be stumped.

……

Inside the pigsty, Shen Xingzhuo brushed the damp mud off his body and stood up.

She already knew the story of the king and the princess.

The questions raised in the comments were also her questions.

But there's something even more important: why was the king she had met before completely different from the one in her illusion?

It's as if the person in her illusion is a deeply sinful hypocrite, while the one she actually met was just an arrogant and rude fellow who had never even hunted a rabbit.

Shen Xingzhu thought for a moment and decided to start with the more urgent issues.

That is the hidden quest—the rule of disappearance.

She needs to get the map first.

So, Shen Xingzhu squatted down, picked out a few stones that looked to be of a suitable size, and rinsed them in the water tank.

Then, with a simple finger gesture, he flicked his finger across the stone, and the stone's surface was covered in a layer of gold.

However, this wasn't some kind of magical magic that could turn stones into gold; it was just an illusion she learned from her mischievous master.

Shen Xingzhu put the stone, whose surface had turned to gold, into his pocket and walked towards the back door of the kitchen.

She had misunderstood things before, and she had thought too far ahead.

I subconsciously assumed that the map exploration mentioned in the hidden quest also included the world outside the Thorn Inn.

This is both a habitual way of thinking and a trap.

This made her overlook a very important fact.

That is, all the main characters in the stories she experienced or saw in the ghost stories have now come to the Thorn Hotel.

The main purpose of this hidden mission is to find the rules of disappearance, and isn't that the part of the Guest Rules that applies to different people?

Thinking this, Shen Xingzhuo pushed open the back door of the kitchen.

In the kitchen, the firelight from the fireplace flickered quietly.

The air was thick with the pungent smell of meat, and a row of bone-dissecting knives hanging on the wall gleamed with a chilling silver light.

Shen Xingzhuo walked inside, the ground beneath her feet felt sticky, as if she were stepping on lumps of fat.

Then she keenly smelled a vinegar scent and followed the smell to a room covered by a curtain.

The curtain was covered in grease, and its original color was almost unrecognizable.

Shen Xingzhuo, realizing that she now had a "cleanliness obsession" persona, looked around and found a handy fire poker, then lifted the curtain blocking the door.

Behind the curtain was a small processing room, from which an even stronger smell of vinegar wafted out.

In the very center was a large iron pot, about half the height of a person, with a roaring fire burning beneath it, and a murky, foamy liquid bubbling inside.

A hunched figure stood with his back to her, stirring the pot with a long-handled spoon.

And the remains in that pot should belong to the real owner!

Shen Xingzhuo gagged from the smell.

The person standing in front of the large iron pot suddenly rushed in front of her.

Just as those dirty, greasy hands were about to touch her, Shen Xingzhuo reacted quickly and dodged away.

The imposter shop owner's cheeks were flushed red, and he looked at Shen Xingzhuo with a hostile gaze, as if he wanted to devour her alive.

Why are you so determined to keep bothering me?!

The shifty-eyed imposter shopkeeper glared at her menacingly.

But Shen Xingzhuo ignored him and calmly focused her gaze on the large iron pot.

Sure enough, the people in the pot have no souls either.

Where will his and Byron's souls go?

Shen Xingzhuo tossed the gold-plated stone from his pocket into the fake shopkeeper's hand.

Thieves are greedy for money.

She spoke coldly, "Answer my question, and this is yours."

The man held the stone with a broad smile, then bit it, knocking out one of his front teeth.

But he wasn't angry; he just kept watching Jinzi grin foolishly.

The rule that "Please do not trespass on the owner's private space" has also been lifted.

Since the shop owner is dead, the concept of the shop owner's private space no longer exists.

As for the imposter who came later, she had already bribed him with money, and he even showed signs of becoming quite open and honest.

The reason why the previous rule stated "do not go near the kitchen" was probably because someone was burning a body in the kitchen to cover up the crime.

"Why did you kill him?" Shen Xingzhuo asked coldly.

The person in front of him paused for a moment, then replied in confusion, "When did I kill someone?"

Now it was Shen Xingzhuo's turn to be puzzled.

Why dismember a body if you didn't kill anyone? How can this be just a hobby?

Besides, she had clearly seen the black and red resentment swirling around him before; that was clearly the bloodthirsty aura that only comes from the stain of human lives…

But then the person on the other end gave an explanation.

"You might not believe it, but this guy was already dead when I got here."

"I don't have any other hobbies in my life except collecting human parts, so I kindly helped him out."

He looked extremely aggrieved, but a strange excitement flashed in his eyes.

He pulled a paper package from his pocket and said, "This is what I found in his pocket before he was put in the pot. I'll give it to you for free, since you gave me the gold."

An even stronger stench of decay emanated from the oil paper package.

Shen Xingzhuo used a fire poker to pry open the oil paper, revealing a few scraps of paper stained with blood.

The handwriting was difficult to decipher, and Shen Xingzhuo was concentrating intently on trying to make it out.

Then, I heard the fake shop owner's nonchalant voice.

"Oh, right."

"Now the pot contains more than just parts from the former owner."

He grinned at Shen Xingzhuo, revealing a black hole with a missing front tooth, and smiled sinisterly.

"And another thing, little girl... didn't you... hear something crawling up the ceiling?"

"That voice... it came with you..."