Oh no! I'm surrounded by female ghosts!

After the revelry, the heavens and earth trembled.

The entire old world was pulsating in response.

A deep rumble came from the depths of the earth, as if a sleeping world had suddenly awakened and stretched out its body that had been imprisoned for many years.

Wen Qi rested her head on Su Ming's chest, raised her hand, and her slender fingertips traced across the air.

The originally crooked and haphazardly piled-up buildings instantly began to be straightened and reshaped.

The tilted and collapsed high-rise building was slowly straightened.

The broken road was automatically spliced ​​and extended.

The scattered shops, residential areas, and parks are no longer haphazardly pieced together ruins, but are gradually being restored, following the trajectory of time from 2003.

The mountains and rivers have returned to their rightful place, and the old scenery has reappeared.

"So this is what it feels like to rule the world."

Wen Qi murmured softly.

In the past, she could only watch as the doomsday line of 2003 was severed and erased.

Watching myself stripped away by reality, becoming an outcast and an alien in the world.

Powerless to resist, unable to hold on.

But now, this old world, erased by reality, belongs entirely to her.

That was a gift from Su Ming.

Su Ming gently stroked her loose black hair, stretched, and stood up.

There was one more thing he hadn't taken out.

With a wave of his hand, something that looked exactly like a conch shell appeared.

Its entire body is covered with countless holes, and the entrance is an endless, swirling darkness.

It was deathly still, with no trace of life emanating from it, like a soulless object.

It was the distorted echo that Su Ming had unintentionally obtained.

This decoration can only be used in large-scale scenes of level four or above.

Wen Qi's expression immediately turned serious.

She got up, put on her clothes, and appeared beside Su Ming.

Su Ming took a step back and said with a smile, "You activate the outfit."

Now that this old world has been handed over to Wen Qi, it is naturally up to her to make the decisions.

Wen Qi first wrapped his black hair around the twisted echo, the black hair trembling silently as it sensed something.

Unfortunately, the distorted echo did not respond, and Wen Qi received no feedback.

"It seems that it will only change after it is activated."

After talking to himself, Wen Qi manipulated the old world and began to resonate with the distorted echoes.

hum!

A deep tremor emanated from the depths of the conch shell.

The rhythmic tapping sound penetrated the hole.

It's like a large bell that's constantly being struck.

The voices were deep and resonant, echoing in layers.

A single sound emanated from each of the screw's holes.

With transformation, ascension, intertwining, and overlapping.

Ultimately, all the sounds converged into an ancient, vast, and magnificent symphony of heaven and earth.

Then, the numerous holes on the twisted echo body emitted a dark red glow.

It slowly floated up.

The black mist at the entrance surged out in a swirling motion, gradually forming a spiral staircase that resembled DNA.

Su Ming and Wen Qi exchanged a glance.

It seems that one can follow this spiral staircase into the interior of the distorted echo.

"Let's go in and take a look."

Wen Qi's suggestion was approved by Su Ming.

No matter how strange it is, it has to lie down here.

A human and a ghost held hands and walked upwards up the spiral staircase.

Soon, they stood at the entrance to the distorted, echoing passage.

In an instant, Wen Qi clutched his ears in pain, feeling as if his flesh and bones were being twisted repeatedly by a giant hand.

"Su Ming, I can't get in."

"It's a source of pollution."

"It is a source of pollution, filled with the oldest and most twisted whispers."

Wen Qi had no choice but to retreat immediately.

She couldn't bear the whispers within the distorted echoes, even though she had reached the Destruction level.

Su Ming looked puzzled.

He can't hear.

He only felt that it was very quiet around him.

Standing at the entrance to the distorted echo, even the sounds emanating from the holes could no longer be heard.

Even when Su Ming activated his listening ability, he couldn't hear anything.

There was no progress bar for new knowledge appearing on the receiving page.

"Okay, you wait here, I'll go in and take a look."

Su Ming nodded to Wen Qi and continued walking into the deepest part of the distorted echo.

He thought he would be walking for a long time.

But the next instant, the suspended steps beneath their feet suddenly disappeared.

At this moment, even Su Ming's senses started to malfunction.

Did he walk into the distorted echoes? Or did he walk out of the distorted echoes?

But at this moment, everything before his eyes underwent a dramatic change.

The entire world was no longer orderly, but was crushed, torn apart, and rolled up by an extremely powerful, crazy, and terrifying force.

The black mist in the sky vanished completely, transforming into an extremely distorted vortex resembling the starry sky.

The lines of varying shades of deep blue, dark purple, and crimson intertwine and swirl.

They rotate wildly and eternally along a violent yet orderly arc.

Strands of curved aurora borealis cleaved the sky and earth, like paint being dragged around by a paintbrush.

The architecture of the old world has been completely distorted.

The straight road twists into a soft arc.

The towering buildings bend and tilt along the curve of the sky.

The surrounding streetlights, shops, and trees all broke free from all physical rules.

Their lines twisted and their outlines stretched, turning into clusters of flowing phantoms. They did not collapse or perish, but they lost their original appearance forever.

Everything was twisted and distorted in the rotation.

Wen Qi, who was waiting for him in the same spot, was also completely distorted and deformed.

Her long, black hair was stretched out infinitely, swirling around in the vortex.

Her slender figure was transformed into flowing curves.

My whole being seemed to have become an oil painting melted by the hot wind.

Vague, illusory, distorted, insane, indescribable.

Wen Qi seemed to be speaking directly to himself.

Those lips, now curved into curves, trembled incessantly, yet not a sound escaped.

She moved toward Su Ming in an extremely bizarre manner, like a line stirring a bucket of paint.

At this moment, Wen Qi was unaware of his own mutation, nor of the mad distortion of the entire world.

Is she Wen Qi?

This was Su Ming's thought in the next instant.

Because it's not just the appearance that's distorted, but also the voice, the soul, and the breath.

Wen Qi became increasingly "unfamiliar" in Su Ming's eyes.

Upon seeing her, Su Ming no longer felt any desire.

Without a forced lock on his affection level, he might even subconsciously push her away.

At that moment, Su Ming understood.

This is how the source of pollution views the world.

Human understanding of pollution sources is still within a narrow, self-constructed framework.

People use the wildest and most outrageous imaginations to define and speculate about them.

But in the end, it was just a self-deceiving joke.

Because humans and polluters have completely different perspectives on the world.

Since the world is different.

Knowledge, of course, is different.

You may be able to get close, but you will never be able to understand.

They cannot even detect human voices.

Just like Wen Qi now, she desperately wanted to say something to Su Ming.

But Su Ming couldn't hear it, nor could he detect it.

Even these written descriptions are merely attempts by humans to describe things in the most extreme, crazy, abstract, and exhaustive ways of rhetoric.

In reality, words and language cannot describe even a fraction of it.

Even what we see is merely the peripheral image captured by the human retina, which is understandable and even actively optimized and fed back by the brain.

The world as seen by the true sources of pollution is even more insane and indescribable.

But one thing is true, and it is extremely crazy and absurd.

Those colors, those colors that represent imagination and emotion, are like a vibrant cloud, representing the most beautiful thing in this world.

Su Ming reached out, and he could even touch Wen Qi's ethereal imagination, and draw out the invisible lines of her emotions.

The emotional lines are very strong; no matter how much you pull, they won't break.

Imagination is both soft and resilient.

It can be kneaded into various different shapes.

It's not just about linearity; it's about being able to mold her imagination into normal objects in this crazy world.

A table, a book, a piece of clothing.

Perhaps, emotions and imagination are the things that are most incomprehensible to the polluters.

Just like how humans cannot understand the sources of pollution.

Everything in the world is relative.

I cannot understand them, and they must also have a part of me that they cannot understand.

Wen Qi's guess was correct.

At the same time, Su Ming also sensed the feeling of fear.

In the real world, fear is invisible and elusive.

In this distorted world, any aura can be materialized.

Life is feared as a source of pollution.

As a result, they affected the source of pollution.

The source of pollution will then materialize in the form of their fears.

No wonder that the physical manifestations of pollution sources are mostly tentacles, decay, enormous size, and distortion.

They are formless.

Life determines their form.

Fear is the most volatile emotion, and also the easiest to capture and understand.

Turning around, Su Ming continued deeper into the twisted, echoing spiral staircase.

After going some distance further, the steps beneath your feet disappear.

The world has returned to normal.

He looked back at the distorted echo.

It's such a strange feeling.

Was he coming out of there? Or was he about to go in?

The same world, two different perceptions; he could no longer even distinguish between what was real and what was fake.

Perhaps it's all true.

The only difference is which side you choose.

Clearly, Su Ming chose Wen Qi's side.

Wen Qi strode forward, grabbed Su Ming, and asked urgently, "What just happened?"

"You've been standing at the entrance to the distorted echoing place. I called you but you didn't respond, I pulled you but you still didn't respond."

Su Ming scratched the back of his head and chuckled to himself.

It turns out I've been standing still all along.

Even walking in the physical sense is meaningless in the eyes of pollutants.

"it."

Su Ming pointed to the distorted echo and said, "It allows you to see the world through His eyes."

Wen Qi quickly asked.

What is the world like in His eyes?

Su Ming thought for a long time before speaking, "It's crazy, extreme, and abstract. I don't know how to describe it."

"Moreover, even if I were to speak, it would only be the limit of what these eyes can see."

"Unless I open the Grand View and see with enough Grand View eyes."

"However, your previous guess was correct."

"He cannot comprehend emotions and imagination, just as we cannot comprehend their knowledge."

"If we try to force an understanding of human emotions and imagination, they will also become distorted."

"It's like the world's giant baby."

Su Ming said with a smile.

When humans are affected by pollutants, they undergo mutations and transform into them.

They are influenced by humans and will also undergo mutations, transforming into humans.

"Curiosity is a universal human trait."

"It's also... the most unsolvable one."

Both sides are curious.

Both sides pushed open the door of taboo.

Both sides possess knowledge that they will never be able to understand each other.

Both sides are desperately trying to understand each other.

The two sides can never coexist.

All you can do is firmly choose one side.