It's time to become an evil god.

In that instant, he even missed the ruthless and taciturn Master Zhang from back then. He had pondered for a long time how he had ended up with such a disciple. Section Chief Xing took a few deep breaths. If it weren't for the fact that the other person might be Master Zhang's last disciple, he would have already locked the door and unleashed the dogs to bite him.

At this moment, he had no confidence at all and tentatively asked, "Can you restrain this woman? And I suspect she's connected to the recent murders. She doesn't seem like a random monster. I want to learn the secrets from her. If the Special Affairs Bureau didn't lack people skilled in this kind of method, they wouldn't have gone to such lengths to bother you."

The woman in the image became increasingly clear, as if she had come to life. Then, with a crack, a fissure appeared on the woman's skull, and blood slowly seeped out, staining the paper red, seemingly trying to affect the real world.

Bai Ge turned to look at the other person and asked, "You said before that this woman might spread through memes and infect the real world, right?"

Section Chief Xing nodded silently, unsure of what Bai Ge meant.

"I understand."

Bai Ge suddenly took away the paintings from Section Chief Xing, hurriedly went out, and said, "You all stay here and don't move around."

Section Chief Xing glanced at the ghosts around him and asked, "Will there be any danger?"

"It's more dangerous for you to come with me."

Section Chief Xing was somewhat puzzled, but seeing the other party's confident demeanor, he didn't dare to ask any questions, only a question mark popped into his mind.

Is this really going to work?

The seeping blood not only stained the paper but also turned Bai Ge's clothes a deep crimson. He could feel the paper he was clutching tightly writhing incessantly, like fingernails scratching, as if something was trying to crawl out from inside. When he kicked open the basement door, a few strands of fine, long black hair from a woman's body peeked out from the folds.

If this continues, the unknown ghosts inside will eventually appear in the real world.

The basement was filled with a lot of old, miscellaneous items: a dusty Mosin-Nagant rifle, an MG42 machine gun wrapped in oil paper, and even a few RPG rounds. When he first opened the basement door, he mistook it for an arms-selling organization operating under the guise of a folklore association.

The most eye-catching item is a dusty, old alchemy furnace placed right in the center, covered in grime and dirt. The paper effigy's former owner, Teacher Zhang, said that this thing was forged from ancient celestial iron, impervious to blades, lightning, water, and fire.

So Bai Ge had a bold idea.

For some reason, the fragmented umbilical cord of the evil god seemed to be of great interest to the small nuclear reactor launcher, and the modified tentacles that had spread out seemed to feed on radiation. So Bai Ge used the bait of the Death Fishing Line to dismantle the items stolen from the player and stuffed the remaining parts into the alchemy furnace.

This is a perfect combination of 21st-century science and Taoist metaphysics: a nuclear radiation alchemy furnace.

The entire alchemy furnace emitted a ghostly green light in the dark basement, but the radiation level was far below normal, as if the entire room had formed a black hole, continuously absorbing radiation energy.

Bai Ge, who hadn't undergone tentacle modification, tossed the drawing paper to the puppet that had been released from his inventory and said, "I admit there's an element of gambling involved this time, but either the nuclear reactor alchemy furnace or you have to die today."

Then he lifted the lid of the alchemy furnace and stuffed all the drawing paper inside.

Inside, there came the sound of fingernails scratching incessantly, a woman's painful wails, and something inside was desperately kicking and pounding against the furnace wall. After a few minutes, everything finally disappeared, leaving only a deathly silence.

Section Chief Xing waited anxiously for the results, while Bai Ge casually walked back from outside, gave an "OK" sign, indicating that everything was settled.

Section Chief Xing was still a little worried and asked again if he needed to go back and take a mental pollution test.

Bai Ge said he would definitely do it next time.

Section Chief Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that he hadn't misjudged the situation.

He took out a business card, handed it to Bai Ge, and said, "Mr. Bai, please feel free to ask if you need any help in the future. Our Special Affairs Bureau will do its best to meet your needs."

Bai Ge took the business card and said in a serious tone, "I do have a request."

The other party, unusually serious, adopted a proper posture and asked, "Please speak."

"I heard that the Special Affairs Bureau has very good benefits, so I wanted to ask about it."

Bai Ge hesitated, a little embarrassed, and asked, "Does your Special Affairs Bureau accept employees who only take money and don't do any work?"

"..."

The smile froze on his face; Section Chief Xing had ultimately underestimated the other party's shamelessness.

He didn't refuse outright, only saying he'd think about it, before hurriedly leaving the Folklore Research Association. Just as he was leaving, his assistant muttered quietly, "That's strange. When Mr. Bai came in just now, I heard the Geiger counter on the table beeping."

After seeing off the two uninvited guests, Bai Ge returned to her room, turned on her computer, and intended to search for news about Xushi Mental Hospital. However, before she had even finished reading a few links, she opened Bilibili.

"Never mind, I'll check Bilibili first and see if Minazuki has updated any videos."

Upon entering the website, you'll see a headline that reads "Extremely High Energy Ahead," displayed prominently on the homepage.

Driven by curiosity, Bai Ge clicked on it, wanting to see just how high-energy it was.

The video first flashed with static, and then began playing a long video that was cut from multiple unrelated video clips.

Bai Ge called him the culmination of stream of consciousness.

A clown stands in an amusement park, waving a red balloon with a creepy smiley face drawn on it.

A dark corridor, with flickering overhead lights, as if it could plunge into darkness at any moment. At the end of the corridor hangs a clock, its hands constantly moving forward, and a wisp of long black hair can be vaguely seen floating down from above the camera lens.

The river, bubbling with foam, was filled with dead fish, and occasionally a strange dark shadow could be seen swimming beneath the stinking water.

On the dark Mahavira Hall, there is a dead man's head with his eyes closed. Ten seconds after the scene changes, a mysterious smile suddenly appears.

At first, there were a lot of sarcastic comments floating by.

"That's it? My pants are wet, I'm not playing anymore."

— “Good videos should be therapeutic, not depressing.”

—Has the content creator considered undergoing on-the-job training at Arkham Asylum?

As the video progressed, the number of joking and lighthearted comments decreased, as if everyone sensed something hidden in the video and watched the screen quietly.

Bai Ge sat in front of the computer for several hours without moving, lost in thought.

……

The little fox's voice sounded behind Bai Ge. She asked while eating a Wallace burger, "What are you doing?"

"Watch the video."

Bai Ge gave a perfunctory reply.

"Waaaaah, boss, do you have a fever?"

The little fox walked over, wiped its greasy hands on its body, touched Bai Ge's forehead, and after confirming that he didn't have a fever, rolled its eyes at him.

The little fox's next words made Bai Ge's expression freeze instantly.

"Where did you get the video? Boss, you've been staring at the computer screen turning blue for hours."

"what?"

Bai Ge's scalp tingled instantly, his face changed drastically, and he quickly looked at the computer. At this moment, a dense barrage of comments appeared on the video, all of which were composed of the same sentence in red font.

"Hehe, we actually found out."

After pondering for a moment, Bai Ge typed an elegant and polite comment on the screen.

"Your coins and your mother are gone."

Chapter Sixty-One: Is this something a human being would do?

Third update

Bai Ge, fighting alone, was quickly submerged in a sea of ​​red comments; even the text began to bleed, blurring the screen. He couldn't even turn off the computer.

Bai Ge, fighting alone, was no match for the sheer number of people. One plan failed, so he devised another. Turning to the strange group still playing Dou Dizhu behind him, Bai Ge shouted, "Which of you has an account in the Zaun district?"

The paper effigy immediately raised its hand, indicating that it played Zaun Yasuo and was incredibly good at swearing.

Bai Ge immediately stood up, gave up her seat, and said, "Okay, you go."

The paper effigy sat in front of the computer desktop without hesitation. Although it couldn't see the red bullet comments, it relied on its years of experience in cursing with its eyes closed to type rapidly on the keyboard, like beans popping in a pot.

"Can't you just take a solo photo and hang it on the wall as a family portrait?"

"If your mom and dad fall into the water, the crematorium will ask if you want a second body at half price."

"Of the twelve zodiac animals, Rat, Ox, Tiger, Rabbit, Dragon, Snake, Sheep, Monkey, Rooster, Dog, and Pig, your horse is gone."

……

The once dominant sea of ​​red bullet comments was gradually overshadowed by the greetings from the paper effigy, until finally the bullet comments were filled with a deluge of standard Zu'an greetings, without even a single repeated one.

The keyboard started smoking, and finally, with a loud thud, the computer, having endured countless insults, shut down completely and returned to silence. A burnt smell lingered from the keyboard.

The paper effigy turned its head away silently, trembling with fear, terrified of being beaten again.

"It's okay, you did a great job."

Bai Ge patted the paper effigy on the shoulder and encouraged it, "The cost of the computer can be deducted from your salary. I was just thinking of getting a 3080TI to play LOL."

"..."

Having temporarily stopped the strange intrusion, Bai Ge stood up and went into the bathroom, preparing to turn on the tap and wash her face. Her mind was racing, replaying everything that had just happened.

First, the portrait turned into a GIF, then inexplicable anomalies appeared on the computer, as if it were being watched by something. He had a feeling that this matter was not over yet.

Before I could even put my hand in, the bathroom light suddenly flickered on and off, and the clear water that had been spraying out suddenly turned into foul-smelling bloody water, filling the entire bathroom with a strange, fishy odor.

"Hey, hey, hey, are you ever going to stop?"

Even Bai Ge, a man with such a good temper, couldn't help but frown, and a cold, sinister woman's laughter echoed from the darkness.

However, Bai Ge calmly turned on the water purifier, filtered the water again, and then calmly took the water from the tap to brush her teeth. The strange creature lurking in the bathroom just watched Bai Ge finish brushing her teeth silently for several minutes without making a sound.

Then, a dull cracking sound suddenly came from the mirror above the sink. It was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and you could vaguely see dirty blood gushing out of the bathtub drain in the mirror. It quickly filled the entire bathtub, and a lot of hair stained with dirty blood was floating on it.

Emerging from beneath the bathtub was a swollen, grayish-white head with long hair, its puffy eyes staring intently at Bai Ge before it, and then slowly grinning.

Then, long black hair began to grow from the cracks along the edge of the mirror, spreading outwards like vines. Meanwhile, many more hairs crawled out of the water tank behind them, emitting a putrid stench.

Bai Ge walked to the door, opened it a crack, and called out, "Who knows how to cut hair, come in for a moment."

The paper effigy, clutching scissors, skipped in and asked Bai Ge what was wrong.

Bai Ge pointed to the head popping out of the bathtub and said, "Could you give her a Japanese-style hairstyle similar to the princess cut?"

The paper effigy made an OK sign, indicating that there were no problems. It rushed forward and pressed the woman's head, which had just emerged halfway out of the water, firmly into the bathtub, where bubbles were still bubbling.

Without saying a word, the paper effigy quickly pulled out a pair of electric clippers and pressed them against the other person's hair, cleanly shaving away the thick, black, long hair on their head.

Shovel up and throw it.

Just a few seconds later, the once thick, black hair was gone, leaving only a bald head. The paper effigy then released the other's hand and thoughtfully took out a fake beard, trimmed its shape, and stuck it on the philtrum of the bald head.

After finishing, the paper effigy patted the slightly prickly large blue duck egg-shaped head with satisfaction, flicked its forehead, and asked the other party if it was satisfied with the Japanese colonel's appearance.

After a moment of silence, a line of blood-red words slowly appeared on the mirror.

"Yoshi."