How did you bunch of silly group members also time travel

It was applied to the actual bar.

Miss Fox shook her head: "What happened to the idea that mysterious creatures have no brains?"

They actually pulled off a clever escape.

What was crushed was just an empty shell; in reality, it had already escaped and "occupied" the bar.

"You're just making all this useless stuff!"

With a stomp of his foot, his spiritual power pressed directly onto the strange tale in the bar.

Click!

Very quickly, the Umbrella Bar's ghost story was broken, revealing the normal bar interior that had been covered by it.

But something still doesn't feel right!

Miss Fox frowned slightly, but still managed to eliminate the bar ghost stories in one go.

But... the feel is still off!

Although it was completely shattered this time, it still didn't kill the feeling of this bar ghost story. Instead, it felt like it was still there, just not showing itself.

Everyone here is my wife: Is this so difficult to handle?

Elena is the best in the world, no arguments allowed: After all, it's a mysterious world, so it's normal for them to be a bit resilient.

A seventeen-year-old girl: After all, it's a mysterious creature; it's normal that it's difficult to deal with.

Sirin Kaslana: →_→

Ordinary passerby A: What should we do then?

Newbie just filling in the numbers: ∠( ? 」∠)＿

Most likely, the solution is to destroy the core or simply complete the entire bar mystery.

The core...

Miss Fox activated her spiritual senses to the maximum, intending to find the core of this bar's strange tale—

The perspective shifts! We come face to face with a colossal creature!

It was a black fog that enveloped the world.

As soon as Miss Fox's spiritual sense spread out, it immediately met the eyes of the countless eyes on its body, the density of which was nauseating.

But upon closer inspection, it was discovered that each eye on the black mist represented a strange tale.

Miss Fox thought for a moment, then transformed her spiritual sense into a finger and poked at one of them.

"—!!!"

The black mist monster began to rampage, and an indescribable power enveloped it, seemingly wanting the multi-talented Miss Fox to pay some price.

no effect.

The black mist that shrouded the world was not very strong for Miss Fox; she had already confirmed it with that extra touch just now.

"What incredible resilience!" Miss Fox exclaimed!

However, after poking the eyes on the black mist a few more times, Miss Fox discovered that this thing had an absurdly strong vitality. Poking its eyes or breaking apart a part of its body would allow it to recover very quickly.

Aside from shouting loudly, it was as if nothing had happened.

This thing...

The eye is central to all the world's strange tales, while the black mist is what connects all humans and man-made structures...

Miss Fox frowned: "The essence of a ghost story about a regressive social structure?"

Unlike the eyes on its body, the black mist has no core, or rather, the core is all of humanity.

The more backward human society and technology are, the stronger it becomes; the more advanced human society is, the weaker it becomes.

Unless humanity fully deciphers the supernatural tales, this layer of black mist will never die.

emmmmmm...

Newbie here to fill in: I'm wondering, if other ghost stories entrust their core to this ghost story, does that count as the primordial spirit being entrusted to the void?

Kiyohime, who plays two roles: Shouldn't we be thinking about how to completely deal with the bar ghost stories at a time like this?

Conan Edogawa: Let's clear the game. If we clear it according to the rules of the bar ghost story, we can probably defeat it. Otherwise, the game organizers wouldn't have embarrassed themselves by participating in the "game."

Kamen Rider of Anti-Entropy: Indeed, now that the bar ghost story has materialized, it's perfect for you to get involved.

Newbie just filling in the numbers: ∠( ? 」∠)＿

Author's Note:

P.S.: I forgot to upload it.

Chapter 1120 Bar Ghost Stories Rules

The Ghost Story of the Bar?

Miss Fox turned to look at the group of drinkers... Where are they?

The person who was lying behind her was gone, without any sign of leaving. No matter what, she couldn't possibly be so oblivious to the movements of an ordinary person.

"Now we can't say whether it's a person or an alcoholic."

Looking at the few bottles of wine on the ground, Miss Fox sighed helplessly.

Before I could completely dismantle this bar's strange tale, I felt that these drinkers were beyond saving.

She just didn't expect that she wouldn't notice this change; she only felt that those people were still behind her, still alive.

But he is indeed still alive.

From a normal perspective, these bottles of wine are just ordinary wine, but from a ghostly perspective, they appear to be several people the size of those bottles.

He stood there blankly, cosplaying as a wine bottle, only his eyes could move.

If nothing unexpected happens, the cork in the wine bottle will be their head; once it's opened, they'll die. Of course, whether they can escape the pain is another matter.

Seven-Colored Leopard Jumping on Jade: That bar worker must have been scared out of his wits.

One person, two roles: Kiyohime: This world will have one more paranoid person.

『 』 (empty): The premise is that society no longer regresses.

Newbie just there to fill a spot: I'm already dizzy, probably from watching those people turn into bottles of liquor.

Miss Fox looked at the wine on the ground and shrugged helplessly.

She herself doesn't benefit from the effects, but that's her passive attribute; even a mortal's Bankai can only cover herself.

In other words, unless you complete the Bar Ghost Stories level, these few bottles of alcohol will probably just remain a few bottles of alcohol.

Even if the "person" is still alive, it will be no different from any other wine.

"That's really a shady character."

He shook his head and casually tossed it to Qingqingji.

This tactic is all too familiar. As soon as the person leaves, some passing drunkard will happen to see these bottles of wine and take them to drink.

It's even possible that Kiyohime might misjudge the situation, and then Honjou Nia-sensei might wake up and drink it.

Everyone here is my wife: You understand horror movies.

Seven-Colored Leopard Jumps on Hairy Jade: Goodness, the protagonist was about to have his head twisted off when a sudden incident saved his life, right? /Eating melon seeds

Ordinary passerby A: Surely not...

Elena is the best and won't accept any arguments: Speaking of which, isn't Noelle a robot? If a robot went in, would it also be turned into alcohol?

Noelle: ?

Noelle: First of all, I didn't offend anyone.

Qipu Guiyue: Has Noelle grown a body yet?

Silver hair is the best: It's already growing, it's already growing!

Ordinary passerby A: Long?

Conan Edogawa: What are the rules of the bar ghost stories? @NewbieJustMakingUpNumbers

Newbie just filling in the numbers: The rules of the bar ghost stories...

Miss Fox glanced at the waiter who greeted her as she entered the bar.

He smiled slightly and said, "Welcome, sir. Please order your favorite drink, and our bartender will tailor the perfect wine for you."

The meaning is unclear; the most prominent one is called "the meaning is unclear."

However, the attendant disappeared quickly, having only played the role of a guide.

The rules of the bar ghost stories were probably learned from the bartender...

"My God, since I was born, I doubt I have ever seen anyone as beautiful as you, Miss Yin Ke. You are simply the most beautiful person I have ever seen in my life, I am sure of it."

As soon as she reached the bar, the bartender had already prepared a glass of greenish-blue liquor and handed it to Miss Fox.

At the same time, he spoke with exaggerated expressions and a translator's accent.

"This is your wine, beautiful sprite."

"Liquor will be your code name. If possible, please do not reveal your real name to others."

"Remember not to let the wine out of your sight. Everyone here is a good person. Remember to be polite when someone offers you a toast."

"Remember to come find me when you've had enough wine, and I'll refill your glass anytime."

"But please don't finish your drink."

"Also, I hope you have a pleasant stay here~"

The wine is in hand.

But no matter how you look at it, it's just an ordinary glass of wine.

It's not ordinary; it's probably just a row of people, each about the size of a wine bottle, placed on the bar shelf.