It's time to become an evil god.

"Ah."

Genichiro nodded silently. Thanks to his immortality, his wounds had mostly healed. "What happened?"

"Oh, it's nothing really."

Bai Ge put down the documents and said, "I'm telling you, you risked your lives, so many players died, and all you got in the end was an English menu from the staff cafeteria?"

Chapter 179 He's definitely a veteran anime fan!

"The cafeteria menu? Impossible!"

Genichiro's face showed shock as he shook his head and said, "You're lying to me!"

"Why would I lie to you? Look, 'stir-fried tofu in hot sauce'—isn't that Mapo Tofu? 'Fish-flavored pork'—that translates to 'fish-fragrant shredded pork'? And this is a Sichuan cuisine chef. Do you think Mapo Tofu and fish-flavored shredded pork are top-secret national secrets of the United States? Are KFC and McDonald's, which are everywhere, CIA intelligence bases? This is some kind of 'MasterChef' worldview plot!"

Genichiro's lips twitched. He used his broken katana to support himself as he stood up. "I have to go back again. There's another piece of information left in the cabinet. I must..."

Genichiro exited the inner world and returned to the Cecil Hotel. Bai Ge and Section Chief Xing followed him. When they arrived outside, they were both taken aback by the scene before them.

Everywhere were fragmented corpses, emitting a nauseating stench of blood. Sticky, fleshy mycelia clung to the walls, and at a glance, they bore a striking resemblance to the fungal carpet in a monster breeding box.

The strong smell of blood forced Section Chief Xing to cover his nose, his eyes revealing panic and unease. Judging from the way the bodies fell to the ground, these players didn't even struggle much; it was a clean and swift death.

Many of these players from another timeline are individuals with special abilities. Even without items and skills, they are far stronger than those in Section Chief Xing's timeline.

An ominous premonition gripped his heart. He turned to look at Genichiro behind him and asked in a low voice, "Could it be that you've released Pandora's box?"

Genichiro remained silent, his face pale.

As you walk deeper into the corridor, the mycelium under your feet gradually transforms into a fleshy, carpet-like fungus.

A thick carpet of fungal growth, covered with countless wriggling hairs, stretched across the corridor. Compared to the few sparse patches we had seen before, the deeper we went, the brighter and more vibrant the wriggling flesh became, like a pot of boiling broth, constantly bubbling and surging.

Countless columnar fungal columns, composed entirely of flesh and blood, act like pillars supporting a house, connecting the floor and ceiling and dividing the fairly spacious corridor into narrow alleyways.

The branches of the fleshy tree were covered with long, slender, strange objects hanging upside down, swaying like snakes. When the light shone on them, these long, slender objects growing from the fleshy branches would curl up like undisturbed ferns.

A hellish scene, like a nightmare, where everyone walks in a swamp of sticky, slippery fleshy fungus.

"It's just ahead."

Genichiro gripped his broken katana tightly, pointed to the half-closed door held in place by the fungal carpet, and said, "As long as we don't go through that door, the monster won't attack us."

The next instant, a pair of hands suddenly appeared on the opaque frosted glass window, clinging firmly to the glass, motionless. It seemed as if something eerie was waiting for them to approach from the other side.

"Don't move."

Bai Ge stopped Hong Chaoren, who was eager to use the brick, and whispered, "Be careful. I once saw a long-haired female ghost figure on an opaque frosted glass window when I came home from get off work late at night. She had her hands pressed against the glass, and there were heart-wrenching screams coming from inside, like 'No! I'm going to die!' and 'Daddy, no!' I suspect it was a father who murdered his daughter and his ghost is still haunting her. It's terrifying."

"..."

"...Just standing here won't solve the problem."

Red Superman was furious; he was itching to rush in and beat the monster to a pulp without saying a word.

"Let me do it."

Bai Ge raised his hands, and the fishing line that emerged from between his fingernails shot towards the door, disappearing inside without disturbing the freely floating fungal carpet. Finally, the fishing line hooked onto something inside the safe and gave it a gentle tug.

All the documents fell into Bai Ge's hands with ease.

Genichiro was stunned by what he saw.

Hey system, someone's cheating here! Didn't we agree that we couldn't use items or skills?

Bai Ge carefully reviewed the remaining documents in the safe. There wasn't much useful information inside, but it recorded some of the circumstances surrounding Dr. John's disappearance and supplemented some conjectures.

"It appears that the CIA on another timeline attempted to study our recipes to develop an implementation plan, but that plan was ultimately abandoned."

Section Chief Xing asked in confusion, "Why?"

"Let me see."

Bai Ge read aloud in a serious tone, "The report shows that after Asians consumed the batch of beef leaked from their lab to the hamburger chain, not only did they not develop degenerative diseases of the central nervous system, but the calves inexplicably grew by more than ten centimeters, triggering a frenzy of buying among locals and causing the price of raw materials to soar. Moreover, seeing the potential for profit, CIA insiders immediately lied, claiming that this structurally abnormal infectious protein caused irreversible changes to the human body. Upon hearing the report, the CIA's top brass was very satisfied and immediately increased the order volume. It wasn't until they realized something was wrong—why were Chinese captains who could tear apart tanks with their bare hands and catch bullets in their faces appearing frequently in the East—that they discovered that from the director to the deputy director, they were all traitors in cahoots."

"The CIA leadership was so angry that they dismissed and investigated the director of the biochemical experiments department, on the grounds that they suspected him of being a spy who had infiltrated the CIA."

After reading the information, Bai Ge wanted to complain, "...This is so outrageous, isn't this just a plot from an online novel?"

"Then the project went out of control. That thing broke through the blockade and caused unimaginable destruction, forcing the CIA to abandon it."

Something's not right.

Bai Ge analyzed, "Logically speaking, this thing should exist in the real world, so why is it appearing in the dream consciousness now?"

All eyes turned to that room again; those who could answer that question had probably already become part of the fungal substrate.

"Then take a look at these."

Genichiro handed the last few copies to Shiro and asked, "What's recorded on them?"

Bai Ge glanced at the contents, his tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"This document records that after the situation went out of control, the CIA used another contained monster, the [Flesh Cocoon], to contain this thing. If you want to find that thing, you must first deal with the cocoon."

Genichiro gripped his sword tighter, his eyes growing increasingly resolute.

"I cannot die here, Ashina. The people of Ashina are waiting for me to return."

"Ashina is everything to me... For this, I am willing to... give up being human!"

【Secret Technique: Floating Boat Crossing】

Genichiro suddenly rushed towards the room, slashing with his sword. The sharp blade shattered the entire door, and the people standing in the corridor finally saw what the room looked like.

Everywhere was covered with thick, disgusting-looking fungal carpets that seemed to beat rhythmically like a heart. In a dark corner of the room, under the light, a red cocoon as tall as a person could be seen growing on the wall.

The enormous cocoon was in the shape of a semi-transparent human figure. Through the blood-streaked shell, one could vaguely see a human figure, shaped like a curled-up baby, floating inside.

The sound of the sword cutting through the air abruptly stopped, and the ends of the silk threads extending from the surface of the cocoon suddenly split, like a curled-up net, rushing towards Genichiro, trying to capture him and wrap him up in the red cocoon.

However, the next moment, the fishing line wrapped around Genichiro's arm, pulling him back sharply and allowing him to dodge the oncoming spider web.

"Let me go!"

Genichiro gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going to kill it!"

"Don't rush, attacking and dying are two different things."

Red Superman took off the gloves from his suit, revealing his hands, and then clenched his seemingly ordinary fists.

Bai Ge, who was secretly observing from the side, suddenly narrowed his eyes. In that instant, he had seen the palm of Red Superman's hand.

Section Chief Xing asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? Your face suddenly looks terrible?"

Bai Ge frowned and said, "Something's not right. This man is very strange!"

Something's not right?

Section Chief Xing looked Hong Chaoren up and down and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with him?"

"I saw."

Bai Ge said, his face pale, "He doesn't even have a heart line on his palm! This guy must be a hardcore anime fan!"

Chapter 180 I feel like I've been underestimated. (4k)

4000-word chapter

"What nonsense are you spouting! You're the old-school anime fan!"

Upon hearing Bai Ge's words, Red Superman turned around, so angry he wanted to punch his temporary teammates. He pointed at Bai Ge's nose and said, "What you just said is slander against me. I hereby solemnly clarify and declare that I am not old!"

"Shh, what time is it for you two to still be arguing here?"

Section Chief Xing quickly stopped the two of them, saying, "What the hell are you doing, telling me jokes at a time like this? Can't you see the person in front of you gradually emerging from the cocoon?"

The cracks on the blood-red cocoon grew larger and larger, and a viscous substance resembling blood kept seeping out from it. The fleshy fungal carpet, after being stained by the viscous red liquid, swelled up even more, and red blood bubbles kept emerging from the flesh.

At this moment, Genichiro finally took down a giant Japanese bow that he had been carrying on his back. He drew an iron arrow from a barrel at his waist and aimed it at the heart of the humanoid cocoon-like creature. He intended to use this strike to completely kill this monster that had not yet hatched from evil.

"die."

Genichiro abruptly released his grip, and the taut bowstring, drawn taut like a full moon, suddenly snapped open, shooting towards the cocoon. He had hoped this attack would kill the still-churning, hatching infant inside, but the sharp iron arrow struck the cocoon as if hitting an impenetrable wall, deflecting the arrow directly.

"how is this possible?"

Genichiro's eyes widened. Even without skills or items, thanks to the immense power granted by immortality, he was confident that the arrow he had just fired still had the strength to pierce the opponent's heart.

However, the human cocoon remained completely still, as if the previous damage had only resulted in a HP reduction of 1.

"Let me do it."

Red Superman clenched his fist and charged forward. The fleshy fungus enveloped him, attempting to bind him, but his movements were even more agile. He quickly dodged the attack of the wriggling tentacles and appeared in front of the cocoon with an extremely strange movement.

At this moment, the cocoon had broken open, and two blood-red arms stretched out from inside, covered with fine, fish-scale-like scales. The face without features was slowly emerging.

At this moment, Red Superman rushed in front of the cocoon, raised his fist and smashed it down hard on the head without saying a word. The cocoon, which even the giant arrow could not break through, took a solid punch from Red Superman.

Crack! A dent was punched into its head. It moved with the agility of a gymnast, making perfect moves to dodge the tentacles that came from all directions. Each dodge allowed it to land several precise punches, infuriating the monster inside the cocoon into a helpless rage and roaring.

Genichiro, who was supporting himself on the bow with both hands, was stunned. He had never seen anyone move with such agility and lightness as a swallow, and even make many movements that violated human engineering.

Genichiro's eyes tried to follow the other person's dazzling movements as he asked, "What kind of martial art is this?"

"Hmm... if I'm not mistaken."

Bai Ge, resting his chin on his hand, whispered his analysis, "This set of boxing techniques should be the eighth set of broadcast gymnastics for elementary school students."

"..."

With a painful scream, the cocoon-like monster, suffering from concussion and cerebral hemorrhage from being beaten, finally couldn't hold on any longer. Its head was now covered with strange marks from being smashed. Finally, it let out a strange scream, its head drooped down, and it fell silent.

Red Superman was covered in blood, panting heavily, his chest heaving violently. He kicked the monster beneath him a few times and cursed, "Damn it, this thing isn't even as strong as the monsters I've fought before."

After the monster inside the cocoon died, the fungal carpet on the ground seemed to sense something terrifying.

At this moment, the light bulb above turned on again, and the room, which had been shrouded in darkness, finally became bright again.

The light bulbs embedded in the ceiling were already covered and obscured by the fleshy fungus carpet. After emitting a faint light, the flesh covering them began to recede rapidly.

The death of the cocoon seemed to break a certain balance. Various strangely shaped insects crawled out from the cracks in the walls, the gaps in the television and the sofa, shaking their fangs, pincers and venomous stingers, and surrounded everyone present.

"Be careful."