When I was in a world of unconventional rules and taboos

At that moment, Mom was cooking in the kitchen, and the constant sound of breaking bones was clearly her cleaning up the severed arm from next door.

The younger brother, who's a bit of a troublemaker, is over there in the hallway, doing who knows what.

There were only the two of them in the entire living room.

There was also a big, fat, and strong yellow dog curled up in a corner, sleeping soundly.

According to normal thinking, one should avoid close contact with the "dad" in front of them and maintain a safe distance.

After all, Rule 4 already explained his potential danger.

The remaining Chosen Ones of the other ghost stories worlds were already on the verge of collapse due to the continuous death crises that were coming one after another, so naturally they wouldn't get too close to "Dad" sitting in the living room.

However, Su Ming did not do that. Instead, he swaggered over and sat down on the sofa next to the living room.

At this moment, they were not far apart; in fact, they were extremely close.

Although the middle-aged man in front of me was still reading the newspaper, seemingly indifferent to everything,

However, Su Ming could clearly sense that the prying gaze was becoming more and more obvious and more and more unscrupulous.

However, the more this happened, the less he cared. He even deliberately turned his back to the middle-aged man, as if giving him a chance to make a move.

If those old lunatics from Qingshan Mental Hospital were here, they would know that Su Ming's reckless and trouble-making nature had kicked in again.

This guy seems to have always disregarded all rules since he was a child, doing whatever he wanted, without any restraint, doing whatever he thought of.

It was precisely because of this that he awakened the SSS-level talent [Unfettered] after becoming the Chosen One.

The talents and abilities awakened by each chosen one are essentially their truest selves deep within.

.....

"Has he gone mad? Getting so close to Dad! Has he forgotten Rule Four? Don't be alone with Dad when no one else is around, or it could be dangerous!"

"Damn it, I think he's gotten too cocky. He really thinks his few lucky breaks make him invincible and doesn't care about anything anymore. People like him are destined to die!"

"Hey, didn't you see that even Fujiki-kun from our Sakura Country is hiding by the corridor right now, not daring to make any rash moves? That's what a truly smart person does. This madman is acting so recklessly, the only consequence is that he's going to die."

"This isn't the first time the Chinese have displayed arrogance; it's a deeply ingrained flaw, a lingering poison from their feudalistic thinking. Only we, the freedom-loving Bald Eagles, possess the most cutting-edge ideas in the world!"

"Damn it, you bunch of dead Koreans, dead Japanese, and dead foreign devils all ganged up together. What do I, Brother Su, need you bunch of stray dogs barking at me for? Your country's chosen ones cower in a corner like dogs, trembling with fear. What are you even talking about?!"

"Damn it, you all have foul mouths! When has my brother Su ever suffered a loss since we got here? The last guy who caused trouble got two big slaps. That guy reading the newspaper on the sofa dared to cause trouble, my brother Su should give him a few slaps to teach him a lesson!"

"Hahaha, the person upstairs is so filial..."

Outside, people from all over the world watching the live broadcast were once again hurling insults at each other, with no one backing down.

.....

Dragon Kingdom, Bureau of Strange Tales.

"Since Su Ming dared to do this, he must have had a deeper purpose."

Kui Ju and the others, watching the live stream, chose not to interfere and wait and see.

Given Su Ming's previous outstanding performance, their trust in him has undoubtedly increased significantly.

Although it was somewhat embarrassing, it had to be said that compared to official organizations in other countries, they were more like spectators at this moment, and had not provided Su Ming with any help whatsoever.

On the contrary, Su Ming single-handedly pushed his way to where he is now in an almost reckless manner.

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The world of ghost stories.

"Is this my lackey?"

At this moment, Su Ming leaned lazily against the sofa, his gaze fixed on the big yellow dog sleeping soundly in the corner, a strange smile on his face.

[Rule Six: Your big yellow dog is the one you've raised from a puppy. It's your most loyal follower, a member of the family, and a trustworthy member. However, it can only do so much; after all, it's just a silly dog.]

According to Rule Six, the big yellow dog in front of him is probably the only person he can trust in this family, and also his only source of support.

However, rules are not necessarily correct, and experiments are needed to determine the true results.

So here's the question: what should he do when a big yellow dog is sleeping soundly?

"Suck, suck, suck!"

Su Ming directly used the universally applicable Hook Summoning Technique, his lips slightly parted, emitting the sucking sound that dogs love to hear.

The big yellow dog, which was sleeping soundly, suddenly perked up its slightly drooping ears and opened its eyelids a crack, as if to confirm the identity of its summoner. Its tail, which had been pressed under its buttocks, also came out and began to wag subconsciously.

However, as a proud big yellow dog, it obviously didn't respond to the summons so easily, but instead remained still, as if waiting for something.

Su Ming was somewhat surprised, clearly not expecting it to be able to hold back. It seemed to be a steady old dog. He then used his trump card.

"That stupid dog!"

Swah——

The dog on the cushion sprang up with a whoosh, as if it had obtained a power-on password. The vicious dog stretched its back, loosened its muscles, and then jumped around wildly, charging towards Su Ming like a madman.

The huge dog head immediately buried itself in his arms, stood upright, hugged his thighs, shook itself, and made "woof woof woof" sounds, looking like a licking dog.

"Well, he really is my lackey!"

Su Ming grabbed the dog in front of him, which was so excited it was practically about to urinate as a sign of utmost respect, and lifted it up, glancing down instinctively.

"Wow, she's a little princess!"

The big yellow dog, lifted up, looked at its owner with a憨厚 (honest and simple) expression, its tongue lolling out, looking utterly obedient and trying to please its master.

However, the glint of anthropomorphic brilliance in the corner of its eye revealed its unusual nature.

Clearly, this purebred yellow dog is very intelligent and perceptive.

Su Ming, who was playing and frolicking with the big yellow dog, seemed unaware that the middle-aged man behind him, who was reading a newspaper, was breathing rapidly. He was gripping the newspaper tighter and his tall, burly body was trembling slightly, as if he was suppressing something.

Wang!

Suddenly, the dog that was playing with Su Ming let out a wary bark, as if reminding its owner.

However, Su Ming still didn't "notic" it, and continued to rub the honest dog's head in front of him with a smile on his face, completely unaware that a tall and burly strange shadow had appeared behind him.

Unbeknownst to them, the middle-aged man who had been sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper had put it down, stood up, and silently appeared behind Su Ming.

The face hidden behind the newspaper was not the ferocious beast one might have imagined. On the contrary, it was a dignified, square face, expressionless, exuding an air of quiet authority. It was a stark contrast to the unruly younger brother and the creepy mother from before, making him seem like a normal person.

However, it is precisely this normalcy that makes it seem so abnormal.

A large, rough hand slowly approached the back of Su Ming's head.

The live stream outside was also flooding the screen with comments, trying to warn Su Ming of the danger behind him, but to no avail.

Just then, a sinister voice suddenly appeared, breaking the eerie atmosphere in the living room.

"Dad, brother, dinner is ready."