God Simulator

Although Song Shiyi only briefly paraphrased it, it still made Lu Yao feel a little creepy.

This is the voice conveyed to all mankind through various myths, calling mankind to return to the place of origin.

 Does such a place really exist?

 Various thoughts flashed through Lu Yao's mind.

"The committee is very cautious about this piece of information. It has only marked the area where the information appears and is still studying it."

Song Shiyi drove the car down the main road and entered a trail: "But some myth anchors have touched and responded... Roman Mythology publicly admitted that they tried to contact the source of this information, but there has been no reply so far."

 Rome?

Lu Yao thought: "Does this have anything to do with them mastering the rules?"

 “It’s not clear yet.”

Song Shiyi answered very cautiously: "The level of confidentiality in this area is very high, and I only know a rough idea. You are 'Wolong' now, and you have access to more information than me, but this matter cannot be found in the database. You have to go Only by applying at the Security Bureau can you obtain paper information."

 Lu Yao remembered something.

 The void echoed with the instructions left by the former star master.

 —Beware of slaves and do not agree to the zodiac.

I have a general feeling that it is probably [Zodiac Star Orbit] that sends messages to all parties. Only an existence of the same level as the Spiritual Duke can cover and enter every mythical anchorage so easily.

 Because it uses the power of laws on the side of truth.

Lu Yao sorted out the information before and after.

At this time, Song Shiyi suddenly put out the fire: "We're here. Let's take a look at this place first."

 …

 The destination is located under the airport expressway, which is a bridge tunnel. The neighborhood is already the outskirts of the city, surrounded by wild grass and wasteland, and a path passes under the bridge.

It was noon, the sun was hot, but the shadows under the bridge were cool and airy.

Lu Yao looked around and found that there were cement piers on both sides of the place. There were some stones and construction debris piled in the corners, and there was nothing to hide.

 Isabel walked to the corner under the bridge pier, stared at the ground and said, "There is feces, and the shape does not look like a human's."

  “It’s a dog.”

Song Shiyi said: "There are many wild dogs here."

 “I’d better talk about the past and the past.”

She looked at Lu Yao: "My informant's name is Zhang Yong. He is a real estate agent and a **** player. He specializes in dealing with some special houses, usually haunted houses or houses that are affected by props."

“Two years ago, the Secrecy Bureau investigated a case, and Zhang Yong was one of the parties involved. Later, he took the initiative to ask to be my informant, which was also a kind of protection for himself.”

"Zhang Yong recently handled a house. The owner of the house said that he went to the wrong room several times at night. He clearly wanted to go to the bedroom, but when he entered the door, he found it was a study. Later, he also found a mirror on the door of the indoor room, but he blinked Kung Fu is gone again.”

“What’s even weirder is that the owner noticed that some strange black marks began to appear on the wooden floor in the house, like shoe prints, and dust, as if someone was walking around in the house.”

"This incident made the owner feel evil. He wanted to sell or rent the house and did not dare to live in it anymore. Zhang Yong took over the house."

“But the owner suddenly disappeared the day before yesterday and I couldn’t contact him at all. It’s just that the owner is an old man who lost his only child and lives alone, so it’s difficult to determine his whereabouts. Zhang Yong found me and told me about the situation.”

Song Shiyi continued: "Yesterday morning I took Mingzi there and checked it with the [Luban Counter]. I found that there was no spatial distortion, interference or overlap."

“However, Mingzi used [Eye of Insight] to investigate and there were some subtle traces left there, mainly on the doors of the bedroom, study room and bathroom.”

"At around 11 o'clock last night, Zhang Yong suddenly called and said that he had made a new discovery and asked me to meet here. I rushed here, but I didn't see anyone else and couldn't get through on the phone. His loss of contact had nothing to do with the owner. Very similar."

“That house is not far away.” She pointed to the other side of the bridge. There was a lonely community about three or four hundred meters away: “It’s right there.”

“There are a lot of wild dogs gathering here, but nothing else has been found.”

Lu Yao had already seen two wild dogs with messy hair hiding in the corner of the bridge pier. Seeing that there were many people here, they did not dare to get close. Wild dogs like to travel in groups. They are very cautious when the number is small, but they are fierce when the number is large.

 “But it’s strange to have a dog.”

 Song Shiyi turned on her phone and showed Lu Yao a video she had taken.

 The lights on the mobile phone screen are dim, dogs bark one after another, and the perspective focuses on a loess dog.

It very enthusiastically tried to stand upright in front of Song Shiyi, kept wagging its tail, barking rhythmically, then ran forward, and then looked back.

Looking at it, the dog wanted Song Shiyi to follow it.

 Lu Yao said: "Is there anything wrong with the dog?"

Is it possible that the intermediary was turned into this dog?

“Mingzai and I have already checked it out, and it is just an ordinary wild dog.” Song Shiyi said, “It’s just that Mingzai found that the dog smelled like Zhang Yong.”

“Ming Tsai used [astrology] to predict a divination as usual, and he succeeded with good luck, but the result showed great misfortune.”

Song Shiyi's face showed a look of reminiscence: "It was too late at that time, and it was the time when my memory was about to be cleared. I was ready to observe it again."

"As of today during the day, Zhang Yong still has not contacted me. Because it has been less than 24 hours, there is no way to start the committee's formal search, but in fact there are already some dangerous signs. So I thought, Mr. Huang Jia, if you are here , you can reverse a potentially unfavorable situation.”

 Song Shiyi behaved very frankly.

Lu Yao didn’t think it mattered.

 It’s Huang Jia’s body anyway.

Suddenly, a yellow dog emerged from the grass. It trotted all the way, raised its front paws in front of Lu Yao, Song Shiyi and Isabel, and barked, asking them to go with it.

 In Song Dynasty poetry, Mingzai flew out of his pocket.

It stopped on the owner's shoulder and began to shake its head and coo. The feathers on its body seemed to change color slightly, but they soon returned to their original state.

 Mingzai immediately lowered his head.

"The divination failed." Song Shiyi looked regretful: "The divination can only be done once a day. Whether it can be effective or not depends on luck."

Lu Yao said: "Go and have a look."

They followed the yellow dog until they reached the roadside community in front of them, where the weird house was located.

 Lu Yao noticed that this is a somewhat dilapidated resettlement community. The security guard at the gate was an old man fanning himself. There was no electronic access control, and he didn't care about strangers like them coming in or out at all. Various graffiti are also spray-painted on the walls in the community. Toilet paper and some snack packaging bags are thrown in the flower beds. The floor tiles are full of pits, as if they were run over by heavy vehicles, and there are no signs of repair.

The yellow dog trotted into Unit 1 of Building 2, climbed up the stairs to the door of No. 3 on the second floor, and then squatted down to chatter.

Song Shiyi had some doubts on her face: "This is the house, I've been there before. Is there someone inside?"

Lu Yao saw that the door was ajar but not closed.

The yellow-armored body made him fearless and opened the door directly.

There was a young man in a white shirt and black suit trousers standing at the door inside. The man looked directly at Lu Yao and the others, and something didn't look right.

The moment they made eye contact, the person behind the door punched Lu Yao.

Lu Yao tried to block it with one hand, but found that the opponent was so powerful that Huang Jia's health bar dropped by more than 100 points.

what's the situation?

The opponent's attack posture is very professional, and he seems to have practiced boxing or fighting. He put his hands in front of his head, moved his head left and right, continued to jab, and adjusted the angle of his feet, as if looking for Lu Yao's flaws.

Song Shiyi was startled: "Zhang Yong, what are you doing? Stop now."

 This is Zhang Yong.

Lu Yao was a little surprised. It seemed that this informant was not ordinary.

 But he couldn't view the opponent's data panel at all, which was strange. Song Shiyi could at least see a [Moon God], but the person in front of her was empty, just like a normal person.

Zhang Yong said nothing and punched Lu Yao as if possessed.

Lu Yao grabbed a handful of weapon cards, threw them forward, and turned into six black clay figures. The moment the soldiers attacked, someone from Zhang Yong's back room also came to support him.

It turned out to be another Zhang Yong, two Zhang Yong...six Zhang Yong.

The seven of them look exactly the same, regardless of appearance or clothing.

What’s even more incredible is that Zhang Yong’s clones and the soldiers fought back and forth. They all attacked with fists, and their heads evaded rhythmically from left to right. They looked a little devilish.

However, the warrior spirits with superior combat power, although their bodies can twist and deform into various weapons, are only evenly matched with Zhang Yong.

Lu Yaoxin said, it’s interesting.

Song Shiyi was surprised and said: "Zhang Yong is just an ordinary person...What's going on? I can't tell that this is..."

 Lu Yao had a guess.

 He was ready to try again.

So Lu Yao threw out a large number of military cards, and more Zhang Yong also appeared.

The number of people on both sides increased, and the whole house began to be damaged from the fighting. Big holes were made in the walls. In the house, the boxers Zhang Yong and the soldiers and spirits were fighting hand-to-hand.

Zhang Yong in front of Lu Yao also continued to attack and punch.

However, this kind of movement did not attract anyone's attention.

This initially confirmed Lu Yao’s conjecture.

 Now they are in a special place, similar to the illusion or hallucination constructed by Gandharva once. Here, the enemies spawned will be of equal strength to those who enter.

Even Huang Jia’s [Advanced Immunity] cannot be recognized.

Song Shiyi immediately reached out and grabbed a large pointed hammer from behind. This pointed hammer is completely black, with a silver rivet on the top.

Lu Yao remembered this prop, called the [Boundary Breaking Hammer], which could create a crack in a specific space.

Song Shiyi hit the wall hard with a hammer, but a hand stretched out from the wall and grabbed her wrist.

 Another Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yonghao punched with his other hand, Song Shiyi hurriedly dodged, and the two sides fell into a fight.

Just as Lu Yao thought, they were still evenly matched.

On the contrary, Isabel remained motionless under Lu Yao's order, and no other Zhang Yong came to find her.

  In other words, without using power, it will not trigger the creation of new enemies.

 There are ways to break the situation.

Any power has its limitations, even laws have conditions for expansion.

This space or an illusion requires enough energy to maintain.

 High-intensity confrontation will quickly consume the opponent.

Lu Yao kept spilling the military cards in his hand, and hundreds of military cards turned into military spirits. A large number of Zhang Yong was born from the ceiling, floor, and walls, and the scene became chaotic and distorted.

Growing cracks appeared throughout the house, and walls began to collapse and crumble as people scuffled on the stairs and in the alleyways.

There was a crisp crackling sound in my ears.

The scene in front of me suddenly changed.

 Lu Yao saw himself standing in a dark room. The walls and ceiling were covered with mirrors, which gave the whole room a strange and magical feeling. It's just that they are all cracked and full of glass shards.

Song Shiyi and Isabel next to them had their eyes closed, as if they hadn’t completely broken free yet.

Opposite Lu Yao stood a young girl with a frightened face. She looked at Lu Yao with fear in her eyes.

 Power has its limits.

The power consumption required for hundreds of titled god-level soldiers is enough to drain the opponent dry.

 It seems that the props could not hold up and broke first.

Lu Yao smiled slightly: "You are good at what you do."

The other party trembled and said: "Don't kill me, I surrender, I will say anything... don't kill me."

Lu Yao likes this cooperative attitude.