The black ball is a by-product when Feng Xue's golden finger failed to create an illusion. It is a special substance that can only exist in the infinite city environment. Although it has the same characteristics of evaporating in the real world as the fake, it is It cannot exist in reality through observation and cognition like a fake.
The reason for this is that Infinite City itself is an environment rich in free [consciousness].
This is also the reason why the [consciousness] Wu needs to consume to survive in the Infinite City is only one ten thousandth of the real world.
To use an analogy, in a supersaturated solution, the solute put in will not dissolve.
But at this moment, these black balls did not evaporate directly as usual, but gradually smudged like pieces of oily fried chicken falling on oil-absorbing paper.
This scene is not unfamiliar to Feng Xue, because he had done similar things a few years ago.
But at that time, what was stained by the black ball was not scraps of paper, but corpses.
But at that time, Chen Xiyao's golden water was used as a catalyst, and now, the mosaic filling the entire room has begun to surge crazily.
The roots that were originally just slowly squirming like internal organs suddenly began to twitch crazily as if equipped with an eccentric vibration motor.
That scene was filmed and not allowed to be broadcast!
Feng Xue forcibly resisted the idea of taking out the girly filter to observe, and threw the bags of black balls into the sand table.
He has been incompetent for several years and has accumulated countless black balls. At this time, in order to test the possibility, he tilted out all his inventory.
The school model, which was almost covered by black balls, also began to vibrate with the tentacles, and the structure that could originally maintain the shape of the house began to be covered with large and small cracks.
Immediately afterwards, the ground beneath his feet also trembled, as if the model was feeding back everything that happened to him to the entire school.
However, Feng Xue's attention was not here at all at this time. His eyes were always focused on the mosaics rolling like black clouds. They were constantly rolling and twisting, and each word was floating and sinking in them. The speed was so fast that it seemed like Murderous eyes.
Seeing that all the black balls and fake inventory had been thrown out, the mosaic just rolled more fiercely. Feng Xue's expression was slightly ugly, although the size of this bad omen was far beyond all the bad omen he had seen since his debut. The share increased, but he still did not expect that his inventory had not accumulated even a splash.
Massive mosaics are still surging, and the school model in the sandbox has lost its original appearance. Now it looks more like some kind of living creature made up of misshapen pieces of meat. It only has a rough shape and a bit of teaching. The shadow of the building.
"It would be nice if we could add some fire to him." Feng Xue looked at the rolling black clouds, always feeling the urge to throw firecrackers into the methane pit.
It's just that although the idea is good, although the fire of Kaidan is called a flame, it is essentially the same as "heart fire". It is a description. It is just because the appearance of the words on Kaitan looks like a flame, so it is called that. In fact, It can't be used for attack, and it doesn't have any temperature.
but……
"You can't blame Tanhua, why not think differently?"
As the thought of strange stories arose, Feng Xue suddenly had a flash of inspiration, just like Conan who was hit in the back of the head by a laser sniper gun, and felt that the heavenly spirit was transparent.
But then, he couldn't help but frown, because what he was going to do might very well irreversibly damage this precious sample.
But soon he started laughing again.
Anyway, this school is not his. There are many levels like this in this world. Even if it is really damaged, it will not mean that the research is interrupted.
Thinking of this, Feng Xue immediately made up his mind. After confirming that the adaptation function of the 22nd Century Toy was still on and that there was still sufficient running time, he finally reached out his hand.
Although he was separated by the Kamen Rider armor, the excellent toys of the 22nd century still simulated excellent vision for Feng Xue. The touch that felt like pressing on the greasy pig fat made him slightly uncomfortable. But he still gritted his teeth and activated his power——
[Make the best use of everything]/[Props Master]!
The ability to make the best use of things can amplify and conceptualize the characteristics of an item to an incredible extent, such as strengthening the characteristics of a vacuum cleaner to "suck up dirty things" so that it can even absorb "dirty things" such as ghosts. Can be sucked away.
The prop master, on the other hand, directly and briefly transforms the item into a phantom, allowing its abilities to gain the unique priority of phantoms.
At the moment when these two powers were activated, the rolling black cloud suddenly stagnated, and then, words began to emerge one after another, and the remaining mosaics were like wasps returning to their nest, swarming towards the center of the model. Press away.
The mosaic that originally required Feng Xue to "dribble" to clear a path condensed together in an instant, and then continued to compress, compress, and then...
"call!"
In fact, there was no sound, but at that moment, Feng Xue seemed to hear an auditory hallucination in his mind. Then, a muddy purple flame was ignited, and at the same time, the black clouds in the sky also At this moment, it disappeared without a trace.
The tremors of the earth stopped in an instant, and the sand table suddenly returned to its original appearance. Except for the mosaic disappearing, everything seemed to be back to the way it was when Feng Xuegang entered the room.
only……
"Those roots are gone."
Feng Xue looked at the scraps of paper that had disappeared along with the black ball in the sand tray, leaving only an empty plate and the school model that was more than a length shorter because of the disappearance of the scraps of paper.
It still looked like the 1:1000 architectural model, but in Feng Xue's eyes, the turbid black flame was always swaying. However, it was different from the ordinary ghost fire that could only be observed. Feng Xue found that his Goldfinger actually reacted to this fire of strange stories!
Name: Phantom·Going to Hell
Tags: [World], [School], [High School], [Hell], [Reincarnation], [Creation], [Cultivation], [Growth], [Learning], [Rules], [Disguise], [Assimilation]
Introduction: Among many campus ghost stories, there is one ultimate ghost story. Its name is called the College Entrance Examination. What is more terrifying than the College Entrance Examination is that you are always preparing for the College Entrance Examination.
And this is the ultimate work that collects all the campus ghost stories. Those captured by it will experience endless reincarnations from the first year to the third year of high school.
Note: Welcome to enroll.
Everyone who knows the title is old
(End of chapter)
