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Xiaoliu, who was unaffected, hugged him, as if they were snuggling together.

As the mountain of flesh melted, the city also melted rapidly, first the mindless and faceless puppets, then the tall buildings, and then the hospitals and schools.

In the end, almost everything here disappeared, leaving only an empty building floating in the darkness with no up or down, no left or right. The foundation of this world has been completely destroyed, so this world has naturally been destroyed.

The chat group looked at the part of the world that was almost completely destroyed, and diligently started their own working journey.

First, a piece of land independent of this world was paved. Of course, this land was not made up out of thin air. If the chat group had this ability, they would not embezzle the energy of ghosts. They would just take a little bit from people when they were teleporting. Such a large amount of embezzlement was only because the ghosts exchanged too much and never knew how much energy they had left. If it were a chat group, others who were a little more careful would have been exposed and discovered long ago.

Fortunately, Mono himself is the manager of this area, so it doesn’t matter even if it is incomplete. After all, Xiaoliu is here. I hope that the other party will have a smooth journey to the Greedy Jaw and will not let this world become a slave to desire.

Then he collected some of the void that had fallen out when the ghost forcibly tore the space lock apart, kneaded and glued those things together, and barely created a piece of land that was only half the size of the previous city.

But this is enough. Those completely corrupted souls were also collected by the chat group, washed one by one, and after they were washed clean and turned into pure souls, they were thrown in. After enough time, this place naturally came alive.

277 The incredible things that the chat group showed (two in one)

No one should have been able to see this scene clearly.

But the ghost saw it clearly.

It saw that in the darkness of the nothingness that was completely swallowed by it, land was spreading out of thin air. Even though it was increasingly huge compared to the huge void, this land seemed too small.

But it is still an unattainable miracle for ghosts.

After all, apart from using that pitiful dream authority to fabricate a false dream world out of thin air, it has no other construction talent.

But the void was not created for construction.

The Void is pure wildness, the exact opposite of civilization.

The floating flat land began to become uneven, becoming more solid and heavy.

Mountains emerge, rivers flow, the sun and the moon rise, and the numerous buildings are recast here. Along with this land, the soul is also recast.

The hideous female ghost suddenly appeared above the city in broad daylight, but she had not yet had time to extend her round, jade-like knuckles.

The pure black void transformed into vines that instantly bound and strangled the opponent, completely shattering the phantom.

The world below was also in turmoil, and those souls as pure white as paper were stained with a touch of black that belonged only to the void.

The chat group that was working diligently and almost finished its work suddenly split into two, wishing they could become two of themselves and then split into two again.

【How come even this world is infected? 】

The chat group was wailing and cleaning up the mess. If he could still have expressions, he would probably show a look of pain.

[But it's not all bad. At least, with the protection of the Void, the other major sin masters in this world can't get involved, and these people can live in peace for a while.]

Chat. Look at it. God. Don't care. Group

The ghost looked into the distance with some doubt. This victory came too easily, which made it have some doubts.

Then it thought of the first guy it met when it first came to this world. His body was so fragile that it fell down with a single touch, and his attack power was completely harmless. It immediately dispelled that slight doubt.

Oh, yes, it’s this world, then it’s okay.

It stood at the highest point in the world, the only surviving radio tower, and looked into the distance.

Xiaoliu and Mono held each other's hands and walked out of the radio tower.

"It's light!"

Mono raised his hand in surprise and held up the sun, his eyes full of intoxication.

"Is this the sun you mentioned, Xiaoliu?"

He couldn't find more words to describe this warmth, it was so intoxicating and addictive.

Black smoke was steaming out of his body and was grabbed by the chat group. This was a sin. No wonder there was no sunlight here. He rubbed it to remove the impurities, leaving only the most essential ones, and then stuffed it back into people's hands.

Perhaps soon the world will be thrown into disorder, and arrogance and gluttony will be wiped out by Him.

But the order of this world itself is distorted, isn't it?

So there's nothing wrong with losing control on this basis.

While thinking this in the chat group, they quickly issued a task and stopped Xiaoliu who was about to swallow the large ball of pure soul that smelled so fragrant on his hand.

I lay down feeling exhausted.

[Mission: After order is restored here, please go to the Greedy Jaw and thoroughly improve yourself

1000 points]

To be honest, this task is not difficult for Xiaoliu himself. If Mono were to go, it would be quite troublesome, just like when Xiaoliu faced Pride, he was easily suppressed because he had not fully grown up yet.

The soul turned into a baby, crying everywhere. The crying sound all over the mountains and the whole city made the ghosts run around in panic. The ghosts turned into black shadows and flew from one end to the other, but still could not get rid of the panic-stricken crying sound. Mono looked around at a loss.

A faint light emanated from Xiaoliu's eyes. She suppressed the desire to devour those annoying guys. In the next moment, time fluctuated. The child grew into a teenager in the blink of an eye, and the crying sound changed.

There was laughter everywhere, and he unconsciously followed the ghost, leaving a faint black shadow. After the shadow disappeared, he raised his hand to rub his nose in a daze, and went to find someone else to play with.

Fortunately, the city still has three managers left: a courageous hunter, a self-disciplined teacher, and a generous and kind doctor.

So after a period of noise and fighting, the place finally returned to the order it should have been.

God knows how much effort the chat group spent to completely cleanse these three souls. At least half of the energy that was secretly taken away before was lost. The chat group just pondered for a while before increasing the proportion of energy that was secretly taken away by Him when everyone was teleported.

Anyway, no matter what is done, it will only cause everyone to be more prone to violent shaking and swaying when teleporting. Considering the physical conditions of all the group members now, let alone dizziness, it is hard to say whether they can even notice it.

"Task."

Xiaoliu looked at Mono who was holding her and explained.

"I know, but we are friends, we should go together."

Mono looked at her and understood what she meant, so he shook his head firmly.

"very dangerous."

“It’s always been dangerous.”

Mono was right. It had always been dangerous here. Their entire journey had been dangerous, but it had been infinitely reduced because of the abilities Xiaoliu had acquired. But it was undeniable that this place couldn't be a good place, at least not before.

"We are friends." Mono repeated, took the other person's hand and looked at each other seriously.

Xiaoliu nodded.

The two of them held hands and stood in the warm sunshine.

However, triggering is not the current task. The current task is to arrange and deal with the affairs in this city, even though they don’t know much about these things and don’t understand them very well.

There's nothing we can do about it since they are the masters of this city.

The hospital became clean and fresh, no longer as old and dilapidated as before. The human body models that used to creak and move around were now only a few motionless things.

The doctor who looked like a spider before now looks very cute. He has a Mediterranean hairstyle, sits at the front desk with a lucky look on his face, and smiles happily.

There is no nurse here now, so he has to take over.

The elevator has resumed operation, and the warehouse in the basement is only used to store medical building materials. The patient who was lying on the hospital bed before has disappeared without a trace. It is likely that he has become a healthy person now, jumping and laughing outside.

Peace is truly a precious thing, at least to those who have lost it.

When he saw Mono and Xiaoliu coming over, he subconsciously shuddered and rubbed the goose bumps on his arms. After all, the scene of him being cremated by them was still vivid in his mind. But that was what he deserved. He had become a puppet of desire. In that hopeless world, dying early was much better than sinking into eternal damnation.

However, this also made him understand one thing: excessive pursuit of perfection will only send oneself to hell.

When treating patients, just do your best and it's fine as long as you can cure them. There is no need to pursue eight-pack abs, a perky nose, thin lips, etc.

He became distracted again when he thought of this. He was wondering what became of the patient who was completely disabled, and what became of the patient who trusted him wholeheartedly. Unfortunately, he was not able to cure him until he was burned to ashes in the end.

When he thought of this, he felt unlucky. Why did he always think about bad things? He slapped his cheeks and shook his head, and the pitiful little hair on his head fluttered.

The ghost followed the two people expressionlessly, watching the middle-aged fat uncle squeeze out a series of funny and interesting expressions on his face, listening to their almost irrelevant and incoherent conversation, and just wanted to finish it quickly and go back to the hot spring.

It deliberately hid behind two people, fearing that they would see it. After all, it was its masterpiece that almost knelt on the ground in the street before. It didn't like it, it really didn't like it. Kneeling on one knee was a pledge of allegiance, and kneeling on both knees with the head lowered was spineless weakness and surrender.

Ghosts always think so.

Every time when the doctor was about to see the ghost from this angle, the ghost would tiptoe quietly from here to there, always keeping itself in the other's blind spot. Sometimes, even if the other party glanced around, he could not catch a glimpse of the ghost's shadow.

After all, he was a soldier who had experienced many battles. It would be unacceptable if he was seen by a doctor who had never been on the battlefield.

Just when the ghost was about to relax, the life that was facing away from him suddenly turned around and saw him clearly.

Under the gazes, the ghost stood there stiffly and motionless, even the wind did not blow up its cloak, it looked like a sculpture.

"I was wondering why it always felt so familiar."

The doctor touched his pitifully sparse hair proudly and wanted to say a few more words, but then he found that their spirits had disappeared without a trace, which made him feel sorry.

But at least he knew what their god looked like. He would make a statue and place it in the middle of the hall to worship it every day. He would worship it whenever he had the chance, and maybe he would even get blessings from the god.

The ghost actually didn't go far. It was hiding on the roof of the hospital building, waiting for the two people to end their meaningless conversation.

Fortunately, Mono quickly realized this, so after a dry wish for you all the best, he quickly fled the scene.

After all, there were very few living, rational creatures who could communicate in this world before, so they hadn't had a normal chat for a long time. As for Xiaoliu, he himself didn't know how to have a normal chat.

They took a look at the entire hospital, which had been renovated and became almost friendly, and followed the map to the next direction. After all, Xiaoliu had always wanted to complete the mission, so there was naturally no chance to dawdle.

To be honest, if possible, Mono really doesn't want to take the risk of going out, even though he was the one who suggested going out together in the first place, because he is essentially looking for a safer place, a piece of pure land where he can rest.

But now they think that the so-called Pure Land is probably just a bait used by others to fish for them, so the further they go, the more dangerous their journey becomes.

The second stop is the teacher. The teacher who has returned to normal is quite bright and charming from a normal person's perspective. If a doctor or a hunter appeared here, he might hold a rose and confidently go forward to pursue her.

It’s a pity that none of the three guys here are normal, and one of them is not even a human being, so how can they have human aesthetic taste?

Just like Tony Stark looks at the various containers and thinks they are mostly the same, the same is true for ghosts looking at humans: they all have two eyes, one mouth, one nose and two ears.

There is no difference, the most is a little blacker or whiter, just like the color of the cloak.

When they arrived, the teacher was trying her best to maintain order among the students. One could already see the anger on her handsome face. She knocked heavily on the blackboard, hoping that their eyes would temporarily shift to the blackboard. Unfortunately, this was destined to be a luxury.

Just when she was about to explode, she sighed, walked up to the most naughty child, and asked in a low voice.

"Why don't you want to be quiet for a while? Is what I'm saying too boring?"

The other person shook his head.

"That's why. I don't want to repeat the mistakes of the past, so I decided to listen to your wishes."

The naughty child lowered his head and subconsciously protected his head, thinking that he was going to be beaten again. He raised his head and found that nothing was happening. He stood there hesitating for a long time, and then spoke cautiously.

"I'm sorry, I just thought it was funny, I didn't know it would make you sad, teacher."

“It’s human nature to be playful, but we must know how to control ourselves.”

She touched the child's head and said nothing more. The following negotiations between Xiaoliu and Mono were just some nonsense as usual, not even nonsense. But fortunately, as long as they completed the basic requirement and principle of communication, they could be considered to have handed over part of the power of the city to them. However, they still had the final say.

The last one is the hunter's cabin. This time you don't need to drift across the sea. Just go to the forest not far away, and you can see the exquisite building standing there. Lively little animals occasionally fly past there, and the hunter uncle watches happily with his gun in his arms.

But calling him a hunter now is actually a bit of a misnomer. After all, he no longer has a strong desire to hunt. Most of the time, he is rescuing those poor little animals, helping the injured to bandage their bodies, and providing food and clean water.

At least when Xiaoliu and the others came over, the other party had just released a lively squirrel with some bandages on it and one of his locators attached to the bandages.

It's not for anything else, it's just to clean up the remaining garbage and check the little guy's wound.

This trip was so smooth. Perhaps it was because of the experience from the previous two times, they finally completed a normal communication and chat.

278 The Doctor and Stark's Recent Situation

"Doctor, Doctor"

He heard someone shouting, but he was pinned down by something heavy and couldn't get up.

It was pitch black all around and I couldn't see anything.

The doctor wanted to respond to the human voice, but he couldn't open his mouth no matter what, as if it was stuck by something sticky.

The voice that was anxiously calling him grew weaker and weaker until it completely disappeared in this dark world.

This voice seemed to take away his only remaining hope. The doctor struggled violently. He suddenly stood up and instantly pushed the person who was pressing on him away.

Just when the person was about to hit the wall, the doctor, who had regained consciousness, reacted quickly and carefully hugged the person in his arms, then gently put him down.