"Hello Li Fuguang, the Chosen One, congratulations on completing your mission, helping 'Yongshi' win the Zeyao Battle, and successfully clearing the Zeyao Battle."
"Reward is now distributed. Please choose the part that needs to be modified. As a friendly reminder, you can choose either the heart or the brain."
Li Fuguang still held the hammer in one hand and the awl in the other, and the next moment he came to the familiar pure white space.
Tsk, only Qi Sufu is dead among the "Chosen Ones". The horror game was announced sooner rather than later, but she was teleported away at the critical moment when she was about to catch up with Qi Sufu!
She couldn't even bear to say what she was thinking!
Li Fuguang put away his weapon. He had already been teleported here, and he could only suppress any thoughts he had.
"I choose the heart."
Li Fuguang made his choice calmly, leaving his brain until the end.
As soon as she finished speaking, she was enveloped in layers of white mist that was a hundred times thicker than before.
Li Fuguang was startled. This mist content was indeed the treatment his heart deserved!
The white mist penetrated from her ghostly parts, and while flowing to her heart, it was constantly washing her body, filling in the previous omissions.
As the white mist gradually disappeared into Li Fuguang's body, large beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and the pain of her body seemed to be crushed inch by inch swept over her in an instant.
Li Fuguang resisted, not letting himself groan, and tried hard to mobilize the ghost energy in his body to adapt to the white mist.
After an unknown amount of time, a clear heartbeat sounded in the pure white space.
"Dong——dah——"
This heartbeat sound seemed to turn on some kind of switch, and endless ghost energy was continuously pumped out from the heart, flowing along the blood vessels to all parts of the body, and then back to the heart.
Life goes on!
Moreover, every part of the body that the ghost energy flows through feels extremely comfortable, as if it had just been fucked, and all the pain has disappeared.
Li Fuguang had never felt that his body was so light, as if he was flying in the clouds, and he could touch the blue sky with a slight jump.
Well, for the sake of this transformation, she forgives Thriller Game for covering up Qi Sufu.
Li Fuguang was overjoyed. He raised his hands and feet from time to time to observe his ghostly body.
After transforming her heart, she can now recover her ghost energy independently without eating. This means that she has crossed the category of "human" and can be called a "ghost".
And it’s advanced!
An unprecedented feeling enveloped her, that sense of relaxation and disdain, as if nothing could trouble her.
Is this the Ghost King?
There are a lot of confusing things in my mind that need to be explored.
Li Fuguang couldn't stand it.
If Wang Yiliu saw this scene, she would definitely sigh. In her words, although Li Fuguang advanced in strength very quickly, her various qualities, especially in terms of psychological cognition, could not keep up with her strength at all. Growth.
This resulted in Li Fuguang actually being able to exert less than 70% of her strength, and the remaining 30% was made up by her powerful talents and diverse abilities.
…
real world.
Inside the Xin'anfu Hotel in Jiangnan City.
Jiang Mao huddled in his room, gathering his ghost energy, not even daring to breathe, and directly entered a state of temporary hibernation.
The other ghosts are in a similar state. They don't come out and float like before. They are as quiet as they can be.
All this is because of Wang Yiliu.
Although Jiang Mao had previously explained to Wang Yiliu several possibilities for the cancellation of the live broadcast of Thriller Game, he finally came to the conclusion that Li Fuguang would never take it lightly.
But that was just a guess after all. Wang Yiliu was only relieved in the first few hours, and then he kept silent and sat on the sofa like a statue.
Whether you are going out or going to another room, the living room is the place you must pass through.
No ghost dared to hit Wang Yiliu's gun, so they simply stopped moving.
Until Li Fuguang successfully cleared the level and was teleported back to the hotel by the horror game, a familiar yet unfamiliar atmosphere instantly enveloped the entire hotel.
All the ghosts were alarmed. Wang Yiliu and Jiang Mao reacted the fastest, occupying the best positions at the door of Li Fuguang's room one after another.
However, Wang Yiliu's face was more surprised, while Jiang Mao's face was nervous.
This deep and powerful aura, you might say, is a bit like Li Fuguang. It is a bit similar, but if you feel it carefully, it seems to be somewhat different.
Jiang Mao, who has been persecuted by horror games, is particularly cautious, especially since this live broadcast is not open to the public. Who knows whether the person who comes out is Li Fuguang, or a ghost wearing her skin?
In front of everyone's attention, Li Fuguang slowly pushed open the door, and then he was frightened by a bunch of door gods and took half a step back.
"Holy crap! You guys are scaring me to death!"
Li Fuguang clapped his chest tightly, one hand still firmly grasping the door handle, his face was speechless.
Jiang Mao breathed a sigh of relief. Only Li Fuguang could speak with such a tone and attitude.
With tears in her eyes, Wang Yiliu rushed up to hug her and choked in a low voice:
"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back..."
Li Fuguang was a little at a loss, and finally hesitantly hugged Aunt Wang back.
"Aunt Wang, I'm here, it's okay, it's okay."
Wang Yiliu wiped away his tears and looked at it again carefully. Finally, he was completely relieved after confirming that there was really nothing wrong with Li Fuguang.
Seeing that the atmosphere had calmed down, Jiang Mao couldn't wait to talk to relieve his boredom after having no one to quarrel with him in the past few days.
But it's really strange. He used to be buried deep in the mountains and wouldn't feel lonely even if he didn't speak for hundreds of thousands of years. Why can't he stand it now after only a few days?
Sure enough, it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but difficult to go from luxury to frugality!
"Li Fuguang, you are worried to death. Thriller Game suddenly announced that this game will not be broadcast live! We are just like blind eyes, we have no idea what your situation is!"
"ah?!"
Li Fuguang was really confused. She also guessed that something big happened at home, which made Aunt Wang so worried, but it turned out that it was because of the horror game again!
Thriller games are really inappropriate!
is it necessary? Are you afraid of leaking secrets because it involves a fight between two factions? Or is it simply because Qi Sufu is a ghost and his identity and abilities cannot be exposed?
Li Fuguang couldn't understand, but she knew that the thriller game was definitely not for her.
She briefly told everyone the general story of the game and her guess about the purpose of the thrilling game.
Wang Yiliu and Jiang Mao looked at each other. The latter held his chin with his hand and said, "Sure enough,"
"It's quite different from what I guessed. Thriller Games must be trying to protect the 'Chosen' group of ghosts. Although there aren't many ghosts in the real world, the live broadcast has been closed just in case. Thriller Games have always been so cautious. "
