Rules of the Strange: Starting with the Weird Peppa Pig

No way, this baby can't even understand human speech, right? And yet it's actually sitting there obediently doing math?

But before he could even complain, the other babies, inspired by this answer, shouted out their own answers as well.

Then it quickly crawled towards the two of them again with a sinister grin.

Wu Yin's lips curled slightly. He had just been testing the waters, but now that he was certain of his guess, he asked the group of babies a question that seemed to have been asked for ages.

That is.

What is the exact value of π?

The babies stopped crawling, tilted their heads, and muttered something under their breath.

"3.1415926..."

When Wuyin asked the question, the wrinkles in Li Fan's brain seemed to be smoothed out, and he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his throat.

He was just about to imitate Wu Yin and ask a question he thought would stump the group of babies, but after thinking for a long time, he could only ask about three-digit multiplication.

They were hoping to stall for as long as possible, but Wuyin's words completely "crashed" them.

During the moment of crisis, Wuyin remembered a line from the children's song on the carousel.

I get 100 on my test and don't make any mistakes. My parents say I'm a sweetheart.

The rules also state that one should be a perfect child.

These babies are like fruits on a tree; they are like a pre-programmed program, whose only task is to be a perfect, sweet "fruit."

No wonder his mental state drops when he pretends to be well-behaved; it's because in his parents' eyes, he's gradually becoming more mature and sweeter.

A sudden burst of applause erupted.

At this moment, a child of about ten years old walked over from behind the group of babies, with a faint smile on his lips.

Wuyin looked at him and found that the face was unfamiliar and did not belong to any character in Big Ear Tutu.

His behavior was completely different from the group of robotic babies; he acted like a normal, somewhat rebellious child.

His youthful face had eyes that were completely out of character for his age.

The child's gaze fell on Wuyin, seemingly oblivious to Li Fan behind him, and he simply smiled faintly as he spoke.

"Congratulations, you are the first person to have made it here without being digested by my 'pet'. You can choose how to die."

Without a sound or expression, he posed a question.

What are some ways to die?

The child looked surprised upon hearing this, seemingly not expecting the other person to ask such a question.

He had planned to enjoy watching his prey tremble with fear before slowly killing him.

Unexpectedly, I encountered a mentally challenged idiot.

He's just unlucky.

The child didn't waste any more words, picked up the chainsaw hidden behind him, and the smile on his face gradually widened.

He was just putting on a show. The prey had no choice; there was only one way to die: to be disemboweled.

Discard the toughest bark, and use the soft flesh to nourish his precious tree, thus cultivating even sweeter fruit.

The chainsaw roared as he approached Wuyin step by step, his smile gradually turning sinister.

"Fear it, tremble it, for after becoming nourishment for the great tree, you will be reborn!"

Wu Yin merely glanced at Li Fan beside her, her gaze carrying a profound meaning.

Li Fan instinctively clutched his ear, only to find it empty before realizing he was no longer Richard. He gave Wuyin an awkward smile and secretly moved a few steps away from the man.

The next second, he suddenly spun in the air and crashed into the child.

"Aaaaah! Wuyin, you old bastard!"

Li Fan's soul can only pass through ordinary matter; anything imbued with a strange aura will also be restricted for him.

For example, the room above.

So Li Fan crashed straight into the child's stomach.

But in the child's eyes, all he saw was the other person looking at the air above, then casually grabbing it, spinning it around, and then letting go.

The next second, a huge impact slammed into his stomach.

He groaned, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. The chainsaw fell to the side, and he staggered back several steps.

"An air cannon? So he's a hidden master. Interesting."

His eyes turned cold as he clutched his stomach and reached for the chainsaw in front of him, wanting to end the fight quickly.

A figure flashed past him, and the saw in front of him disappeared, appearing in the hand of the person in front of him.

Wuyin held a chainsaw in one hand, a smirk playing on his lips.

It has to be said that the "props" provided by the ghost stories are really useful; it would be even better if they were a bit sharper.

[Talent: F-Rank Luck has heard your prayers; there is a 10% chance of obtaining a sharp weapon upon clearing a dungeon]

So this is how luck is used! Can't mute people stop being designers?

There was no time for further complaints. Wuyin quickly ran to the towering ancient tree and set up the chainsaw on it.

"Zizi..."

The sound of sawing trees made the babies who were reciting pi cover their ears and cry out in a sharp, piercing wail. The sound seemed to penetrate the silent eardrums, causing a dull ache in their ears.

They frantically climbed the tree, trying to stop Wuyin, but their speed became extremely slow.

It seems that damaging the tree will affect these babies.

The child's face instantly turned from arrogant to pale, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.

"No! Wait, I'll give you Grandpa's note, I'll give you everything, please, don't destroy it, these are things 'they' need."

As the child spoke, he pulled a slip of paper from his pocket.

Wu Yin gave a meaningful look to Li Fan, who was sitting over there rubbing his head. Li Fan understood and handed the note to Wu Yin.

The child watched as the note flew out of thin air and landed in Wuyin's hand.

This guy can move objects with his mind? Damn it... he's still a little bit stronger than me after all.

Wuyin glanced at the note, and finding nothing wrong, turned off the chainsaw, but did not put it down.

The child raised his hand in a gesture, and many branches of the tree slowly drooped down, piercing the back of the necks of one baby after another.

The babies curled their toes, closed their eyes, and calmed down.

A portal slowly rose from the ground, revealing the entrance to the haunted house.

"You can go now. I've given you what you were owed. Next time we meet, I won't go easy on you."

After uttering his pretentious and arrogant words, the child was about to leave when a voice called out to him from behind.

Chapter 45 My name is Tu

"What's your name?" Wuyin asked.

The child paused for a moment, seemingly deep in thought about the question.

"My name is Tu."

"Does your deceased grandfather know about these things you've done?"

Wuyin stared at his back, her eyes sharp.

Tu's back stiffened, and after a long silence, his shoulders twitched slightly.

A few drops of water fell on the surface of the shoes, spreading out a small patch of dark color.

The child's voice was somewhat sinister, but mostly choked with sobs.

"It's none of your business. You should think about how you're going to survive first."

After saying this, Tu turned and walked into the interior of the tree.

Wuyin stared at the big tree, lost in thought.

This tree has become a spirit. That haunted house we just saw was probably its digestive tract, and the mucus secreted on the walls was probably digestive fluid.

And the old man who appeared in the amusement park.

No wonder his eyes couldn't focus; now Wuyin understands.

The rules are correct; he is already dead.

The one who lured him into the haunted house might have been a human skin manipulated by the child to resemble his face.

"What are you thinking about? Let's go."

Li Fan interrupted Wuyin's thoughts and reached out to tug at Wuyin's arm.

The sight of the baby in the tree gave him the creeps, and staying there any longer made him feel unwell.

"Then go back to my prop box."

Li Fan was a little confused.

"What prop box? How do I get back to it?"

With a thought, Li Fan's icon reappeared in the item box on his personal panel.

You can take and store items in the item box on this character panel at any time.

In the first ghost story, because there were no props, the box was not opened and could only be stuffed inside a dinosaur doll.

And now that we have this prop box...

Wuyin glanced at the saw in his hand and moved it with his mind.

The saw was still in my hand, and I could hear the mechanical sound in my ear.

Sorry, this item is not a system reward and cannot be stored in your personal item box.

He felt a little regretful, but it was also within his expectations.