Leaving the monastery, Bai Lang was led by a guide to a bustling downtown area, and visited the entrance of the 13th ward's 'Kabukicho Elm Street' from a distance, but did not enter.

In addition to feeling extremely dangerous, the price of this ghost place is also high, which is not affordable for ordinary people. Although the real dream realm is the ultimate in the world, the entrance fee is almost worth a token of an evil spirit in his hand, and he can't afford to play it, and he can't afford to play it.

Subsequently, he and his guide traveled to several low-intensity danger zones. watched a death ring match + a round of death racing, and learned about the functions of many 'evil spirits' in different fields, and after gaining knowledge, I also lost all the remaining 3 gold coins. I secretly vowed never to gamble again.

Finally, at Nick's invitation, I came to a high-rise building with simple and elegant decoration and had afternoon tea. And condescendingly admire a street scuffle.

There are many similar places of service in Eden, which can remain neutral and provide a safe environment for normal guests to enjoy the outside world fighting and performances, as well as a 'temporary refuge service' for believers who join the hunt.

In Bai Lang's view, the Garden of Eden is a colosseum. Such establishments resemble seats in the spectator area, which are usually open to the wealthy and wealthy who come to visit. But those players who have participated in one competition after another, after making enough wealth, also come here to recuperate, squander all their wealth and then plunge into the bloody battle again, making money - enjoying - making money - enjoying the infinite loop.

…

Before 4 o'clock in the afternoon, I stepped on 4 major areas in a row, and I had a white wave of B number in my heart, and returned to the safety base of District 11.

In the last 8 hours of the day, Area 11 will enter the most dangerous red state, and the wandering spirits will wander by at any time, and those lower evil spirits may also descend, dragging the lucky passers-by randomly selected on the spot into a dangerous game, which is not suitable for continuing to wander.

I haven't seen her for a long time, but Xiao Fufu is still well-behaved, eating snacks without crying or making trouble, holding a tablet and cooking soap operas for an afternoon, with an extremely easy smile on her face. Although she lost her 'spiritual blessings' and became a fool again, she miraculously retained her hobby of watching soap operas.

When the immature little face looked at Bai Lang, he could always find a trace of incongruous maternal care from worship, admiration, closeness and joy, which made him extremely painful.

I treat you as my daughter, but you want to be my mother! Why don't you take a step back?

Fortunately, the stupid Fufu herself didn't realize this, but the subconscious mother's love was revealed, and there was room for redemption.

After a hurried dinner, Bai Lang contacted Fuguimaru and arranged for someone to take him to the fifth basement floor and pretend to participate in the 'Spirit Creation Ritual'.

From 10 o'clock after he left in the morning, hundreds of tool men had gathered here. These people are all civilians of District 11, and there is no direct object of worship. After a simple and meaningless ceremony, the 'identity card' is bound to the 'offering', and the faith verification process is hastily completed.

Next, there is a 24-hour 'spirituality' ceremony, which is not boring.

Bai Lang was standing in the corner and watching coldly at the moment, under the arrangement of Fuguimaru, these group of tool people were unified and hazed, and their mental state was chaotic and crazy. A large number of drinks and food were provided on the spot, the music was piercing, the lasers flashed, and the demons danced wildly.

From the more formal 'worship ceremony' at noon, it has now become a frenetic party. And the offering pocky placed on the shrine is slowly giving birth to something in this limited space that is constantly absorbing the spiritual energy that the believers have escaped?

Bai Lang leaned against the wall, holding a cigarette in his mouth, shielding the eight women from tireless danger warnings, squinting at the tool man singing and dancing, and suddenly asked: "The so-called faith and worship actually don't need true pious faith, right?" ”

Nick nodded: "Faith is just a statement, and the essence is just a business. Believers choose a good home and sell their souls. Pious faith is useful, but it is not necessary for the Spirit. It's best to believe in me, and it's okay if you don't. Again, the spirit values the contract between the identity card and the offering, and with this connection, suffering, negative emotions, desires, and madness can be extracted directly from the believers with maximum efficiency...... That's their food. ”

"See these medicines? In the process of creating spirits, a large amount of potions can make these tool people more chaotic and fanatical, further increasing the amount of such spiritual nutrients. When believers activate some spirit-related superpowers, taking potions in advance can also have an amplification effect. Your spiritual 'mask' can also improve your superpowers through similar means. ”

A blue bottle with magical powers? Bai Lang understood: "Oh, I probably understand. ”

After another half an hour of observation, the offerings on the shrine were still in a state of transformation, and Bai Lang had lost interest and shook his head to leave.

Now, he has figured out the necessary steps to 'create a spirit': first there must be offerings, then find a safe place, gather at least 100 tool men, and the rest is to have a party. It can not only create pain and pleasure on the scene of large-scale SM, but also make it a Spring Festival Gala and torture the spirit with boredom to create pain.

Regardless of the means, the aim is to squeeze out all kinds of violent mental fluctuations, feed them to the offerings, and give birth to 'spirits'.

The 'legends' of the offering itself and the 'concepts and fields' woven in advance determine its potential. And the nutrients provided by these tool people determine the development state of the 'spirit'.

…

At 11:30 p.m., holding Bai Lang, who was in a daze while warming the bed with Silly Fufu, played with the 'gyroscope' in his hand for a while, put it away again, and had given up the original plan of 'doves occupying the magpie's nest'.

He originally planned to use the resources and background of 'Tanaka Fugui' to induce the spirit in 'Gyroscope'. Now after understanding the inside story, I found that a series of sacrificial links of pocky, including its name, function, and development direction, have been designed in advance by a professional team.

And things like 'snacks' have nothing to do with 'gyroscopes', even if the two 'offerings' are dropped through the Nirvana Pill, the 'spirit' created in the end is definitely rubbish. Even if you pass the first ring test, you won't be able to finish the second round.

Therefore, Bai Lang decided that Nirvanaru would master the additional 'spirit' of pocky as a hole card, and he would find a way to give birth to the 'gyroscope' through other channels to complete the task of the paradise.

With the sample template, it is not difficult to make a 'gyroscope' at the lowest level in ten days, but the difficulty is how to get through the 'danger period' after that?

And what he was thinking about at the moment was how to use the opportunity of this mission to use power for personal gain and customize a private 'evil spirit' for himself?

Bai Lang also has selfish intentions, his 'evil energy totem' is deeply in line with the painting style of this world, and it is also the only 'faith equipment' that is not excluded by the bloodline of the eight women since his debut, and the [Master of the Secret Treasure] has produced a 'treasure' quota.

If you don't wave him, it's really uncomfortable.

The 'Gyroscope' is just a task issued by the park, and even if you raise an excellent 'spirit', it has nothing to do with you in the end. Totems are different.

Bai Lang made up his mind that he would use 60% of his energy and resources to cultivate totems in this mission, the remaining 30% to do the main quest, and finally use 10% of his energy to focus on Pocky's growth process, which was used to explore the path and avoid risks in the development process. Discard it when necessary, and turn it into a ration for the growth of the 'Evil Totem'.

Perfect!

…… 17

At dawn the next day, the party on the negative fifth floor was still not over, and the poor tool people were forcibly injected with a large amount of stimulants, and they still remained excited, their eyes were bloodshot, and there was not much reason left, and they all entered the stage of tearing each other apart.

Guided by the strong evil thoughts emanating from the 'pocky', they began to attack and fight each other, punching, kicking, scratching and scratching, and many of them had already hung their lottery.

A group of professional medical personnel continued to stop serious injuries, and dragged out some people with minor injuries and slightly more serious injuries, bandaged them briefly, and then put them back.

Whether it is the attack and battle of the outburst of evil thoughts, or the pain and grievance after the end, you can continue to squeeze these tools that have been hollowed out. The more they think about it, the more angry they become, the more they think about it, the more they lose, and they continue to take revenge full of grievances, unable to calm down and think.

There were less than an hour left until the ceremony finally ended. Fuguimaru, who was a little tired mentally, tried everything he could to keep this group of tool people in peak condition.

"Tell them to go down and give them another injection, and be sure to use the most perfect mental outlook to welcome the birth of the spirit. Also, be sure to distribute these knives to every believer within the last 10 minutes. ”

Nichimaru pointed to the hundreds of Western-style chef's knives beside him.

"Understood." The staff nodded in response.

Bai Lang also came to the scene at this time, he was eating breakfast, smiling and watching Salph run to help the doctors and nurses enthusiastically. After bandaging the patient with the other party's professional skills and speed, he looked at the other party with a look of ignorance and expectation, while frantically smashing other people's rice bowls, and begging for praise pitifully.

"In that school bullying murder that caused a sensation in Osaka City, the murderer used a kitchen knife, right?" Bai Lang looked at the hundreds of kitchen knives that flickered with cold light, and suddenly asked.

Nikomaru nodded: "Yes, according to a girl, she was unbearable to be bullied and humiliated, and finally broke out in silence, stabbing 12 classmates with a kitchen knife in the locker room, and finally died with the physical education teacher who heard the news." ”

"Tsk, strong!"

Bai Lang sighed in admiration, looking at Pocky, whose malice was getting stronger and stronger, and had undergone substantial changes. A 'spirit' has been conceived and is about to be born.

In the last 10 minutes, all the tool people on the scene were already delirious, their eyes were red, they were covered in wounds, they were dressed roughly, they held a kitchen knife in their hands, they looked at the people around them fiercely, looking for prey, they could no longer control themselves, and threw themselves towards the unpleasant guys, waving and stabbing.

Salph's eyes widened, her left hand was bandaged and her right hand was alcoholic, and she looked at everyone with a concerned face, the terminal virgin cancer broke out, and she couldn't wait to pounce on it to bandage and treat it, and bring love to the patient.

A white man with a tattered shirt and several wounds on his face suddenly roared and swung his knife at Bai Lang, who was watching the play on the side, and then more people turned their heads at the same time, looked at him with brushes, and followed.

Lang glanced in the direction of the eye shrine, already sensing the bad intentions of this new soul. From the last half hour, he was in a creepy state the whole time, feeling targeted.

Bang!

The white man's chest was sunken, and he flew upside down in a C shape, kicking back into the crowd at more than ten times the speed. Like a grand slam bowling, it knocked over a group of people, and then kicked two poor mortals who were not able to do anything about it, and the 'evil spirit' wandering indoors gave up the senseless attack.

And more people had blood-red eyes and pounced on the three guys who fell to the ground.

Listening to the screams gradually disappearing, Bai Lang frowned and asked, "Hey, don't you need to stop it?" "His medical soul is hungry and thirsty.

Nick shook his head: "Sacrifice." ”

When the time came to 10 o'clock, everyone at the scene hung up the lottery, lay down, and each person was stabbed at least once. However, under the premise of losing his mind, not knowing how to attack, and with the blessing of a large number of medical staff, Sharf sat in the clinic, and there was no fear of life.

Blood flowed all over the place, unifying towards the altar, climbing up the shrine and merging into the box of snacks. The intense evil thoughts finally broke out.

After the ceremony lasted 24 hours, with 5 dead, 16 seriously injured, and 279 wounded at the scene, another Eden's 'wandering spirit' was born.

Bai Lang looked up, it was a high school girl wearing a JK school uniform, with a long black straight hairstyle, Qi bangs covering her eyes, a bloody face covered with a nervous smile, and a kitchen knife in one hand and Pocky in the other.

The malicious blood-red eyes glanced at Bai Lang through the bangs curtain. Then there was a sharp pain in his skull, and the [Thorns] were passively triggered, and then he fell directly into a state of dizziness, encountering a not weak mental impact.

When he came back to his senses, the girl on the altar had disappeared, leaving only a box of snack offerings with surging fluctuations of evil power, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing, and Bai Lang did not want to stay.

He looked at the attribute version, and [Spirit 95% (-5); Soul 99.5% (-0.5)].

At that glance just now, he was hit. This is the result of specially strengthened 'mental defense', which is too bad. The moment he looked at the other party, Lang had an extremely contradictory feeling, as if he could blow the other party with one punch, but the other party could also stab himself to death.

In this state of mutual jealousy, that JK glared at himself fiercely, and then his brain exploded.

Bai Lang rubbed his temples and asked painfully, "Did you see anything just now?" ”

"Nope." Nikimaru shook his head, completely unclear about what was going on? Boss, you just wow, kneeling.

Nick replied, "Spirits are invisible, and if you want to see them, you have to go to the monastery and undergo a 'spiritual surgery' for 2 blessings." Without Vision, you will encounter many dangers in Eden. ”

"You just saw that?" Bai Lang asked again.

"I saw her smile at you."

Bai Lang: "......"

"Don't move!"

At this time, Silly Fufu had already pounced enthusiastically, she gave up the lovely patients who were mourning everywhere, put the more lovely Bai Lang in her arms, massaged her temples with a professional massage, and came to a set of eye exercises by the way.