If you become a monster, you will succeed

"Suddenly I feel free..."

After handing over the negotiation issue with the eldest lady of the Ke family to Qing Xingdeng, Feng Xue suddenly felt that he had nothing to do.

Level 121 still needs to wait for the CD. All parties in the Cyber ​​God World are still in the accumulation period, and rushing to operate may be counterproductive.

The operation of the working hell is quite stable, and Feng Xue has no intention of intervening before swallowing up the entire city.

As for the game world, who knows how long Jeston will have to mess around there.

After thinking for a while, Feng Xue simply walked into the secret store and looked at the witch NPC in front of him who carried out mysticism to the end. Before he could speak, the witch handed over the bill of goods.

Feng Xue originally came here to relieve boredom. He found a seat in front of the divination table and rummaged through content he was interested in. Suddenly, a set of sales portfolios attracted his attention:

"By the way, why does this come with a matching package?"

The goods in the secret store are roughly divided into three types: the legacy of the old gods, the dreams of the past, and the traces of history, which are things like ownerless phantoms, broken worlds, and world coordinates.

These three things should have no overlap at all, but when flipping through the inventory, Feng Xue discovered that two or three of the goods could only be purchased together.

for example--

A set of goods consisting of a phantom called [a bottle of water], a remnant that looks like a broken crystal ball, and a dried seed. The asking price is as high as 300 billion pagodas. Although this number is not worth it to Feng Xue. That's a monthly salary, but for most ghost stories, it's enough to sustain their existence for thousands of years.

"A complete set of items has a synergistic effect. They are matched using an exhaustive method that only Infinite City can use. Although it may not be perfect, it can definitely produce linkage."

The witch's tone was very firm, and Feng Xue couldn't help but become curious. She looked for several pairs of similar phantom objects, but found nothing that could be called linked.

He thought for a moment and then asked directly:

"Can you be more specific? For example, how to link it? Of course, if you don't tell me here, I can go to the bartender..."

At this point, Feng Xue seemed to suddenly remember something. She reached out and took out a whole box of tower coins. The witch reached out and took the suitcase, took about two-thirds of it, and pushed the remaining part back together with the box. , and then said:

"The legacy of the old god carries the residual characteristics of a certain old god that has completely disappeared. When combined with the dreams of the past, it can create a strange seed that fits it. This prototype can be combined as long as it reaches a world that matches it well enough. The mainstream rules of the current world are hatched by integrating some of the tags it owns. And because this ghost story does not have a real legend circulating in this world, there is no need to worry about the resurrection of the ancestor ghost story, and it can be activated by simply playing."

"In other words, this combination can generate specific ghost story entries in a targeted manner?"

Feng Xue immediately became interested and searched for phantom objects that pleased her eyes in the inventory. The witch nodded, and then warned:

"This approach has very high requirements for the intensity of one's own ghost stories and the understanding of the rules for forming ghost stories. If one aspect is not up to standard, the ghost stories will backfire and become a bad omen. Although there is a probability of recovery, the recovery The resulting individual is no longer the original individual. Moreover, its incubation is based on its own tags. For monsters with insufficient number of tags, this kind of item has no meaning."

"Is that why it is only provided to floor leaders?" Feng Xue nodded thoughtfully, but he didn't care. He burned dozens of Martial Gods as firewood every day. His experience in this area is definitely sufficient, and The number of tags... With the blessing of the power of [Seven Orifices Exquisite], he almost lost count of the large and small tags on his body.

Help me sift through it and list all three complete combinations.

Feng Xue gave the order, and the divination witch immediately completed the update of the inventory. Compared with the original gaudy appearance, the almost endless list immediately shrunk.

But even if it shrunk, there were still dozens of combinations in front of him.

"They are all phantoms with unknown meanings. There is no way to tell what kind of weird story the original owner is."

Feng Xue frowned and glanced at the weird phantoms, but he didn't find it strange. After all, the so-called legacy of the old gods was something that would remain after the original ghost stories disappeared. If the popularity is really that high, then Won't be here...

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly and he frowned -

"Why are there phantoms that I know about?"

He looked at the phantom called "Powerful Spinach", the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and a bag of salt flashed back and forth between his left and right hands, indicating that he was not in a calm mood at this time.

The witch just replied plainly:

"The products here are garbage from different worlds. What you know may have been forgotten by people in other worlds. Just like a person who was familiar to people two hundred years ago, no one may remember it two hundred years later, even if Most of what is recorded in history is only one-sided, with names that no one knows except for a very small number of professionals. And when this kind of knowledge shrinks below the minimum standard required for existence, the ghost stories will die out."

Hearing this, Feng Xue took a deep breath. Although he could easily tell the names and deeds of ancient people hundreds or even thousands of years ago, he also understood that these were only a handful of all living beings in that era. , just like ancient poems, although there are many existing ancient poems, but compared to the poems that really existed, I am afraid they are only a very small part, and no one knows whether those poems that have disappeared in history will be "lonely". Such works as "the most comprehensive in the Tang Dynasty".

And with the advent of the information age, this situation is destined to become more serious. Every day, memes are out of date, and stories are forgotten every day. For example, he can’t even remember the full story of many childhood memories of his youth before time travel. Many of the names that can be remembered can no longer be found. It is difficult to imagine whether in a few decades, anyone will still remember those classic characters. In a few hundred years, will there be people in the future who are accustomed to the new art form? Looking back at the works from hundreds of years ago, they looked like mosaics.

Perhaps just an accident, a fire, a war, or a natural disaster could destroy the entire accumulation of civilization. Even if the strange stories of homotopes in other worlds still exist, they are still the strange stories of that world.

Waving away the slight sadness in his heart, Feng Xue immersed himself in selecting from the goods list. Suddenly, a phantom that surprised him came into his field of vision——

[Phantom · Golden Cudgel].

"grass!"

The outline of the new book has finally been finalized. Of course, readers who are familiar with me know that I might suddenly have another dream, but for now, it should be a story about a time traveler who has not inherited his memory and is looking for himself (just listen carefully) ).

A rough introduction.

The approximate process is——

He has traveled through time and is in jail, and what he gets back is a [single cell].

When I went to work the next day, most of the prisoners seemed to respect "me".

During the release, prisoners often came over and told some riddles.

I discovered "my" past through Golden Finger, and discovered that I was good at sketching. I tried to get into art school but failed, and later became a soldier...

Now, a choice appears in Goldfinger——

"what should I do?

Got it, I’m going to write a book!

Of course, there is definitely more to the story than this, and it can only be regarded as a small prologue to the first volume. I don’t know if it can arouse interest.

The world background is completely fictional, and the protagonist is definitely not a war criminal. Other than that, no spoilers are allowed.