"Crunch...... Crunch ......"

God's canteen under the clouds.

The twisted ghosts and gods greedily and brutally ate the gluttonous feast in front of them.

The ghosts and gods on the table salivated and chewed profusely, and the victims of each meal were skinned and fleshed and sucked to the bone, bitten and chewed in great horror.

Greedy gluttony is like having an endless that can never be filled.

The hands of sin peeked down from the clouds.

Keep reaching out and grabbing moist 'food' from the 'world' to devour.

It's like a corral, and every 'forerunner' who dares to look up is food.

……

Su Qi and Mr. Green stood in front of the zebra crossing at the intersection, waiting for the red light.

"I see it...... I see it...... He saw me! See! See...... Puff ......"

The giant hand grabbed it and clenched it.

From Su Qi's side, he fished out the noisy ghost god who suddenly "woke up".

There was a constant stream of people around mediocre, and no one realized what was happening.

Only those 'forerunners' who raised their heads knew what an unspeakable horror they were facing.

……

The canteen of the ghosts and gods above their heads is eating.

The intersection signal light has not changed for a long time.

Su Qi looked down at his phone, but in his mind, he couldn't help but recall the "fairy tale" that Director Alice told him.

That, the story of the future ghosts and gods who keep going back in time and keep eating.

"Mr. Green, do you want to sink deeper?"

Su Qi asked suddenly.

"Me? To be honest, I don't really care. ”

Green shook his head as he lifted his crocodile leather bag.

"I'm not so fanatical about mysteries, and I prefer to have a drink with an elegant lady and have a chat with that."

"But you're in the minority, aren't you?"

Su Qi Su Qi asked.

Green nodded noncommittally.

"You're right, most of the mystics in the Black Gate Club have a desire for deeper mysteries.

They are very obsessed with deep knowledge, and they have a longing for the ethereal door, and they feel that maybe when they go deeper, they can find the door, and they can make some changes......"

"But a lot of people can't break through the Moho layer."

Su Qi said.

"Yes, they can't."

Green spread his hands.

"After so many years, it seems that few people have been able to cross the threshold of the Moho layer, and few people know what lies deeper, just like ......"

"It's like a sinking road, blocked by something."

Su Qi interjected, his eyes looking at the God Canteen above his head, muttering to himself

"The sinking of the deep sea is a one-way street, perhaps the one who sank first sealed the road, so that those who came after could not get a glimpse of more mysterious ......"

Green was silent for a few seconds, glanced at Su Qi, and then said with a smile

"The deeper the deep sea, the richer the mystery, there is no need for them to monopolize it at all, ordinary people's life span cannot be digested, this ...... Doesn't make much sense, does it. ”

Quiet, quiet......

Crowd of pedestrians around......

The green light is on......

Su Qi stepped forward, and at the same time, spoke

"You're right, Mr. Green, they probably won't be like that...... Greedy. ”

Crossing the zebra crossing, Su Qi and Green went in different directions, and the two were separated.

On the platform, a team of small viscera ran by, shouting "wah, wow, wow".

Su Qi got on the tram and sat in the seat.

Close your eyes.

Fictional Tokyo stretches out in the mind.

Several shrines of white light rise and fall among the high-rise streets.

Overhead, a depressing black mist representing ghosts and gods surged.

Su Qi always had a thought in his mind.

The God's Canteen, if it is set up to prevent someone from sinking deeper into the deep sea......

A level that blocks deep and shallow levels.

A ...... that prevents the sinking mystical from peeking into deeper mysteries and satisfies the greedy to monopolize the deep mysteries

Headache.

Su Qi shook his head and emptied his brain.

Out of control, threatening the Mystic at any moment.

No name, no peeping.

At least until he gets enough anchorage, he can't try to snoop, doubt.

Of course.

The deep sea kept sinking, and he couldn't control it.

……

In the evening, back home.

A lot of things happened today, first the killing of stone ghosts and gods, and then the theft of the Black Gate Club.

Until Su Qi returned home, it was not early.

Su Qi didn't care about anything else, and prepared first to deal with Miss Mary.

……

"Hello, I'm Miss Mary, I can't find you, I'll go back today."

Blood-stained firewood knives, scarlet dresses.

When the fear completely disappears from the room.

Su Qi, who was sitting on the bed with his back against the wall, peeled off the painting skin on his face, moved his stiff neck, and looked at his wrist.

A small, blood-red sticky handprint.

Sure enough, there was another ......

Since last week, Su Qi has noticed that some weird and terrifying small bloody handprints occasionally appear on his body, and he doesn't know when they were left.

Then he began to pay attention.

Gradually, it was discovered that most of the time when the bloody handprints appeared were concentrated in his room.

Is there anything else in your room......

Su Qi looked at this bloody handprint and knew what kind of ghost and god this eighty percent was.

Why is this home so lively?

His own ghost parents, the ghost god in the bathroom, and now, even his room seems to be hiding an unknown ghost.

What does it mean to get a stamp at every turn? Quarantine qualified, rest assured to eat? Su Qi felt like he was being treated like meat sold in the market.

……

Su Qi went to the bathroom to wash off the bloody handprints on his wrists, and went back to the room, and there were no other follow-up actions.

Bloody handprints can be washed.

This is also what Su Qi dared to do after trying before, when he first found the bloody handprint, he didn't dare to clean it up, for fear of triggering the eating logic.

Figuring out the behavior and logical triggers of ghosts and gods requires methods and time.

However, in the past few days, Su Qi has not found anything else, and he has not even seen the appearance of this ghost god, and he does not dare to look for it.

Be cautious, be cautious......

Su Qi thought so, and before finding a breakthrough, he maintained his daily habits.

Ever since he became a mystic, Mr. Andersen has taught him to maintain regular habits, to maintain his "identity" behavior, his own trajectory.

In this way, it is not easy to get out of control, and it is not easy to trigger the logic of ghosts and gods, and danger occurs.

……

Night.

Su Qi fell asleep.

In the dream, the deep sea.

Nearly 30,000 meters deep.

There is rust on the ruler.

The deep darkness and heavy water pressure seemed to be overwhelming.

Su Qi didn't have too much emotion about today's sinking, as always, he was debauched and loved freedom.

He's more concerned with anchoring now.

700 memes!

This is a somewhat surprising number.

Last Sunday, after the Hall of Mysteries rally ended, Su Qi's anchor only had 350 memes.

Today, in five days, the anchorage has doubled.

This number did not rise significantly until Wednesday, until Wednesday.

What happened on Wednesday?

Tengu incident.

In that big drama directed by Su Qi throughout the whole process, he stepped on the corpse of the loser in the cycle of decapitation, and harvested the anchorage of a large number of local spiritual abilities in Tokyo in one fell swoop.

At that time, the Spider-Ghost King played by Hugo finally appeared to 'destroy the tengu', and instead played a great harvesting role.

It can be seen from the distribution of anchor lines that Su Qi has several anchor lines on his head, and the most dense branch is from the one representing Hugo.

This approach works.

Su Qi found that his original decision was correct, although he had taken a lot of dangerous tricks in order to establish Nine Nine Eighty-One, but now that he has stabilized, many things have gone more smoothly.

Ninety-nine-eighty-one helps him harvest and anchor, so that the Tokyo god does not need to appear frequently, which greatly reduces the risk of exposure.

What Su Qi needed to do was simpler.

If you face a lot of people directly, it can be confusing, there is a risk of exposing loopholes, and the bigger your anchor, the more bloated it becomes.

But if it is a layer-by-layer downward management model, Su Qi only needs to face a few people in his ninety-nine-eighty-one as a "great existence", which is much less risky.

Of course, too few people are not enough.

After the Tiangu incident, Su Qi felt that the current ninety-nine-eighty-one was also time to replenish some fresh blood.

In fact, he has already had several candidates, and has been trying to reach out through some means these days.

This Sunday's Room of Mystery opens to see how it goes.

……。