I am Jinshan Youxia

“Teacher, if you don’t give up that plan, I’ll have no choice but to kill you,” Souichi said calmly. “Even if I kill you, your plan will still fail.”

The passersby, whose minds had long been warped, ignored his existence and happily went about their holiday preparations the day before their appointment.

Only the first passerby spoke in a friendly tone, saying, "Really? You can give it a try."

It wasn't that he underestimated his disciple, but rather that in the realm of the mind, when he was distorting the minds of a large number of prisoners and establishing a mental network unique to [Matsui Keiichi], he touched upon the realm of rules.

Just like the 'Keiichi Matsui' virus spread through an alien mission, it is an inescapable, mandatory rule that anyone with a conscience will inevitably fall for.

He may not be able to crack the code of an 'otherworldly' being at the same level of rule, and there may be no clear winner between absolutes, but defeating him in the realm of the human mind is an impossible task.

Of course, he also relied on the power of the gods to develop his own uncontrolled rules without becoming an anomaly.

"Humph!"

Before Matsui Keiichi had finished speaking, painful groans echoed throughout the city, and almost everyone in sight was kneeling on the ground, their faces bearing the same expression of agony.

A very small number of people who were exceptionally devout to the gods stared blankly at the strange occurrence, not daring to utter a sound.

Souichi pulled out a clothed 'Keiichi Matsui' puppet from his clothes and said with some melancholy, "Teacher, even the Lord of the Microbiome is just an 'outlier,' he once said that. You should know that too. Why must you make being an 'outlier' your life's goal?"

“This world, no, countless worlds…” A nameless sadness surfaced in his gloomy eyes, “all worlds like ours are going to be destroyed.”

“‘Outliers’ cannot leave the world.”

Recently, the time it takes for the world to be destroyed has been greatly shortened, and he has started having dreams again, one after another, of countless human societies destroyed by various aliens, and then of a collapsing world.

His overwhelming mental power allowed Souichi to see countless versions of himself struggling to survive, only to inevitably die along with human society. In a few worlds, with the help of Oshikiri, he even became a superpowered team rescuing humans and escaping to other worlds.

The outcome is that even if he escapes to another world, he will perish along with Oshikiri and the other people in his team who have superpowers, just like in his original world.

It turns out they were all 'outcasts', outcasts destined to live and die with the world.

Having possessed the ability to curse since childhood, he has grown stronger through countless dreams, and now he can finally kill others with simple curses.

But he couldn't be happy.

The worlds that were destroyed were transmitted to other worlds through the transmission of these alien rules. Like a snowball rolling downhill, the number of alien rules increased, and those who died on them actually came from other worlds, causing the worlds to be destroyed faster and faster.

In fact, it was because he was infected by the bacteria before he became a fully-fledged alien that the two alien rules blocked him, turning him into a more normal half-alien. This allowed him to receive information from other worlds. When the world was about to be destroyed, he woke up faster and gained the superposition of the power of his counterparts from other worlds, which enabled him to escape the cage and make puppets to threaten his teacher.

“Teacher, you are still alive, so I can curse you.” Souichi said, loosening his grip on the puppet slightly. “Give up, teacher.”

Matsui Keiichi got a brief respite. A passerby forced an ugly smile and said, "Souichi, you truly are a genius whom the God specifically asked about and assigned to me."

"Then I can rest assured that I can entrust the rest of the work to you." He said, blood flowing from his nostrils.

"Wait!" Shuangyi's expression changed drastically. He realized what his teacher was doing: abandoning his responsibility to fulfill the agreement, committing suicide in advance, and surrendering his body and human soul to the 'alien' bacteria lord.

Even knowing this, he still didn't dare to actually press it down. No matter how many versions of himself he had seen, he wouldn't become a more mature person. After all, each version of himself had similar experiences, with the only difference being the period before death, which couldn't bring him much experience.

The teacher saw right through his bluster; he had no intention of killing the vast majority of people at once. Such a threat was weak and harmless. The teacher thought he had the upper hand, but he only relaxed his guard for a moment.

Matsui Keiichi then demonstrated to him on the spot what magnanimity is.

If you don't have the ruthlessness to kill the vast majority of humanity, don't say things that are completely meaningless.

"My grass!"

A startled cry resonated forcefully in his mind, and Shuangyi immediately realized that it came from the voice of the Lord of the alien bacteria.

But it was too late.

Chapter 425 The Unfinished Pact Between Man and God?

That's fucking outrageous.

Zhang Chengyi's head, which was being used to provide computing power, began to experience phantom pain.

He thought everything was fine, but who would have thought that Keiichi Matsui would give him such a big surprise? Luckily, he noticed something was wrong. Why were the vital signs of a large number of infected people starting to drop? He immediately mobilized the high computing power of the main god's light sphere clone to process the information and found the root cause.

God wants to kill 90% of humanity and all aliens to create clones for him, provide him with a mind, and help him mutate to the point where he can escape the world.

This is utter nonsense.

"God, God..." Matsui Keiichi, who had been lying on the ground in the Mushroom City laboratory, was on the verge of death after attempting suicide. Upon hearing the voice, he suddenly perked up as if he had been injected with adrenaline, saying, "Please leave this world, leave this place, and take all our hearts with you..."

This guy even showed a happy smile, as if he was satisfied with being able to willingly offer his life and soul to the gods.

To reiterate, this is absolutely outrageous.

Zhang Chengyi's clone used his spatial abilities to land in the laboratory, carrying the nearly dead Matsui Keiichi back to Earth, and threw him into the Bone Eater's Well, where Midori and the Shiba Inu on the other side were responsible for helping to save him.

There's no way around it. When other Earthlings or aliens commit suicide, he, as the rule, can still control it to some extent and temporarily delay the injury. Over the years, many people have died, and many souls have caused this mold to change countless times. It's simply the most lenient rule for going out of control.

He devoted a great deal of his energy to changing himself, enabling him to limit more out-of-control rules. He made many changes to isolate out-of-control rules, such as covering the earth with a layer of mold. Even the 'vortex' could not break through his containment, making him arguably the king of 'outliers' on Earth.

The problem is that there is no inherent strength or weakness between rules; they are all absolute. He can suppress other out-of-control rules because he has a brain and can change himself accordingly.

The mental abilities are even more outrageous than some weaker, out-of-control rules. The mold has long been unable to fully control Matsui Keiichi, who reached the level of rules by excavating his mind, and could only send him to the White Dumpling World for rescue.

If it can't be saved, back up the White Dumpling World while it's still hot, and then reviving it will be much easier.

In his early years, Zhang Chengyi thought it was a good thing that humans were touching the rules, especially the mutated mental rules of Junji Ito's world, which were ridiculously strong in many worlds.

It seems like a real rip-off now.

The suicide attempt was stopped, but not everyone has been saved. Matsui Keiichi's suicide was not a physical act, but a spiritual sacrifice, which is very difficult to resolve.

Both Earthling and alien societies crashed at the same time. Earthlings could still direct those who were alright to help with the rescue, and many people in the laboratory were still alive and well. In addition, there was an abstract group that had been popular in earlier years who abandoned their physical bodies to enter the mind network. Earthling society could still barely operate under his command and save people.

Aliens are a real problem; they're all just waiting to die, and not a single one of them is normal.

Even if Zhang Chengyi can control everyone's body and lock their minds, once he lets go, they're basically dead.

He couldn't control his instinct to harvest hearts as an out-of-control rule. Once swallowed by the out-of-control rule, it would be troublesome to revive him, unless he returned to the White Dumpling World.

The information-level resurrection is a genuine resurrection, no different from the original. It is equivalent to rewriting the information that someone interrupted at the information level, which is not much different from extracting someone from the past timeline.

The same piece of information cannot create two people; the extra one will inevitably become new information. Only the world can operate in this way; any other form of resurrection falls short.

So only one option remained: skip the moment of showing off that I had been preparing for over a month and just swallow the whole world whole.

Zhang Chengyi began creating a large number of out-of-control rules in a vast expanse of starry sky within the White Dumpling World, approaching the distance to the world of Junji Ito's ghost stories, and muttered curses:

"Damn it, such a cool and pretentious occasion as the covenant between man and God has been completely ruined, Matsui, you bastard..."

"The world is going to be destroyed! The world is going to be destroyed!" On the moon, Shuangyi roared loudly in a high-pitched voice.

As a being of the rules themselves, he could clearly sense something approaching from the outside world, threatening to devour it. He was convinced that the world's previous destruction had been caused by monsters, and his sanity was practically depleted. Overwhelmed by fear, his mental energy rippled outwards, indiscriminately attacking all life around him—

Fortunately, his strength lies in mental abilities, not physical ones. The others' minds are almost completely locked by the modifier. If they damage their bodies, the modifier is truly helpless. After all, these infected individuals are merely carriers of the fungus, not within its range. If their bodies die, being locked in their minds is just as bad.

Zhang Chengyi looked at the crazed Shuangyi, controlled his clone to teleport over, and made a big punch.

"Thump!" Shuangyi, who had no affinity with any of the bacteria that enhanced the body, collapsed to the ground and fainted.

"It's almost time."

Zhang Chengyi controlled the white ball of flesh to swallow the world.

Nothing unusual happened; everything was peaceful. The next second, Midori and the Shiba Inu appeared on Earth and began sampling and analyzing the rules that had gone out of control.

Earthlings and extraterrestrials, whose hearts were yearning for refuge, were healed through global-level information restoration.

However, because their minds were compromised, and the mold had created holes in their bodies, they would have all gone mad if the modifier hadn't locked down their minds.

Even so, these people's consciousness was damaged to varying degrees, so Zhang Chengyi simply froze them all, intending to repair them first.

The reviving Hell Star was quite sensitive. When it realized that the world was being swallowed up, it showed great fear. When Midori and Shiba Inu appeared on Earth, it abandoned most of its body without hesitation and fled into the distance without any destination.

Unfortunately, it was just a mindless rule-based monster making a futile struggle. It was already inside Zhang Chengyi's stomach, so how could it run away? The next second, it was dragged away and placed into another blank world along with the rules.

I'll study it slowly when I have time later.

"My Lord God." Goro Furuhata, who had hurriedly flown to United City, bowed and greeted the god's clone.

Zhang Chengyi waved his hand weakly and said, "Alright, alright, you can sleep with me too."

Before he could finish speaking, Goro Furuhata fell into a deep sleep.

Putting aside his failure to show off and the unfinished promise, this world has been saved. Even if other destroyed worlds have a chance to be resurrected in the future, like the world of Hong Kong variety shows, due to their interconnectedness.

The only pity is that if he wants to visit the world of ghost stories again in the future, he will have to create it himself.

Junji Itō's ghost story world group is a finite infinity. Only the worlds that are closely related to this world have collapsed. The others are fine. The only pity is that when the White Dumpling World swallowed this world, the other world groups directly refused to let the White Dumpling World approach.

Just like when he swallowed a Hong Kong variety show world, other similar worlds nearby would record the information and prevent their kind from getting close.

Chapter 426 The Darkness Before Dawn

Warm, peaceful...

Matsui Keiichi slowly opened his eyes and saw Furuhata Goro standing at the head of the bed. His mind was a little hazy, and he subconsciously asked, "Are you dead too?"

"You're not dead yet, so how could I be?"

Goro Furuhata retorted, then said, "Let's go, God has been waiting for you for a long time."

“First of all, I am not a god.” Zhang Chengyi appeared out of thin air, still using the original clone, the legitimate clone of the Lord of the Bacteria. “Secondly, it hasn’t been long.”

"I worked overtime to get you all fixed before dawn."

"Finally, how much longer are you going to stay in bed?"

Matsui Keiichi's lips trembled slightly, tears welled up in his eyes, and his chest heaved. After a while, he got out of bed and knelt on the ground, refusing to say a word.

"I roughly know what you're thinking." Zhang Chengyi patted Matsui Keiichi's head and smiled. "However, you've done a very good job."

"Let's go. Although we met earlier than planned, I think it's still dark and not time for us to part ways yet. So, let's keep our promise, shall we?"

He led the way out.

Matsui Keiichi silently stood up. Furuhata Goro, who was next to him, sighed silently, nudged him with his shoulder, and said softly, "How much longer do you want God to wait for you?"

The two of them walked side by side towards the door.

This is a detached house located on the outskirts of N City. The house is well maintained, and the yard is lush and full of life. Stepping out of the yard, you can see that N City, which has not been seen for forty years, is now covered with large areas of vegetation, and the buildings are covered with vines and moss.

The sounds of insects chirping, birds singing, and wild animals running about filled the air, with constant rustling sounds coming from the grass that reached up to an adult's waist.

“These are all side effects of the growth of the microbial community.” Zhang Chengyi strolled along a narrow path. As he walked forward, the grass naturally bowed down for him to trample, while the vegetation on both sides lowered its branches and leaves. He casually remarked:

"Don't underestimate them. Besides you, they also completed their symbiosis with the microbiome more than 20 years ago."