The black ball is a by-product of Feng Xue's golden finger when it failed to create a phantom object, and it is a special substance that can only survive in the environment of the Infinite City.

The reason for this is that the Infinite City itself is an environment rich in free knowledge.

This is also the reason why there is only one ten-thousandth of the [knowledge] required to survive in the Infinite City.

To use a metaphor, in a supersaturated solution, the input solute will not dissolve.

But at this moment, these black balls did not evaporate directly as normal, but gradually spread like fried chickens full of oil falling on oil-absorbing paper.

This scene is not new to Feng Xue, because he had done something similar a few years ago.

It's just that at that time, it was not confetti that was smeared with the black ball, but a corpse.

It's just that at that time, Chen Xiyao's golden water was used as a catalyst, and now, the mosaic that filled the entire room has begun to surge wildly.

The roots, which had been slowly wriggling like internal organs, suddenly began to twitch frantically as if they were equipped with an eccentric vibration motor.

That picture, don't let it be broadcast after it is filmed!

Feng Xue forcibly restrained the idea of taking out the Nianghua filter to observe it, and threw packets of black balls into the sand table.

He has been a non-existent for several years, and the number of black balls he has accumulated is countless, and at this time, in order to verify that possibility, he tilted out all his inventory.

The model of the school, which was almost covered by black balls, began to vibrate with the tentacles, and cracks began to thicken the structure that had been able to maintain the shape of the house.

Immediately afterward, the ground under his feet trembled, as if the model was reporting back to the entire school what had happened to him.

However, Feng Xue's attention was not here at all at this time, his eyes were always focused on the mosaic that was tumbling like black clouds, they were constantly tumbling and distorting, and words were floating and sinking in them, so fast that it was almost like murdering both eyes.

Seeing that the black balls and counterfeit stocks had been thrown out, but the mosaic was just tumbling more fiercely, Feng Xue's expression was slightly ugly, although the volume of this bad omen had far exceeded the sum of all the bad omen he had seen since his debut, but he still didn't expect that his inventory hadn't even accumulated a splash.

The massive mosaics are still surging, and the school model in the sand table has lost its original appearance, and now it looks more like a living creature made up of some kind of deformed pieces of meat, only a rough shape, and a little shadow of the school building can be seen.

"If only I could add a fire to him." Feng Xue looked at the rolling black clouds, and always had the urge to die to throw firecrackers into the biogas digester.

It's just that although the idea is good, although the fire of the strange talk is called a flame, it is essentially the same as the "heart fire", which is a description, and it is only because the appearance of the entry on the strange talk looks like a flame, so it is called so, and it can't actually be used to attack, and it doesn't have any temperature.

But......

"You can't blame it, so why don't you think differently?"

As the idea of strange talk rose, Feng Xue suddenly had a flash of inspiration, just like Conan who was hit in the back of the head with a laser sniper rifle, and only felt that the sky was transparent.

But then, he couldn't help frowning, because what he was going to do was likely to irreparably destroy this cherished sample.

But soon, he laughed again.

Anyway, this school is not his, and there are still many levels like this in this world, even if it is really broken, it will not be said that the research is interrupted.

Thinking of this, Feng Xue immediately made up his mind, confirming that the adaptive function of the twenty-second century toy was still in a state of being turned on and that there was still enough time to run, he finally stretched out his hand.

Although it was separated by Kamen Rider armor, the excellent toys of the twenty-second century still simulated Feng Xue's very good vision, and the touch that seemed to be pressed on the slippery and oily pig fat made him slightly uncomfortable, but he still gritted his teeth and activated his power-

[Make the most of everything] / [Prop Master]!

By making the most of this power, it is possible to magnify and conceptualize the characteristics of an object to an incredible degree, such as enhancing the "dirty" characteristics of a vacuum cleaner so that it can suck up even "dirty" things like ghosts.

The prop master directly and briefly transforms the item into a phantom object, so that its abilities can obtain the priority of the phantom's unique "setting is greater than the sky".

At the moment when these two powers were activated, the tumbling black clouds suddenly stagnated, and immediately, words began to emerge one after another, and the remaining mosaics squeezed towards the center of the model like hornets returning to their nests.

The mosaics that originally required Feng Xue to keep "dribbling" to get out of the way were condensed together in an instant, and then they were constantly compressed, compressed, and then ......

"Whew!"

In fact, there was no sound, but at that moment, Feng Xue seemed to hear an auditory hallucination in his mind, and then, a turbid purple flame like silt was ignited, and at the same time, the black cloud in the sky also disappeared without a trace at this moment.

The tremor of the earth stopped in an instant, and the sand table suddenly returned to its original appearance, except for the mosaic that had disappeared, everything seemed to have returned to the way Feng Xue had first entered this room.

It's just that......

"The roots are gone."

Feng Xue looked at the confetti in the sand table that had disappeared with the black ball, leaving only an empty plate, and the school model that was more than a cut short because the confetti had disappeared.

It still looks like the 1:1000 architectural model, but in Feng Xue's eyes, the turbid black flame is always flickering, but it is probably different from the ordinary strange talk fire that can only be observed, Feng Xue found that his golden finger actually reacted to this strange talk fire!

Name: Phantom Thing: Going to Hell

Tags: [World], [School], [High School], [Hell], [Reincarnation], [Creation], [Cultivation], [Growth], [Learning], [Rules], [Disguise], [Assimilation]

Introduction: Among the many campus weird talks, there is an ultimate weird talk, its name is called the college entrance examination, and what is more terrifying than the college entrance examination is that it is always preparing for the college entrance examination.

And this is the culmination of all the strange stories on campus, and those who are captured by it will experience endless reincarnation from the first to the third year of high school.

Note: Welcome to school.

People who know the title meme are old

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