In the hometown number, 'He Wu' Qin Muye and Zhou Lin returned to the dormitory where they were assigned after watching the performance. They were completely hopeless.

"I can't stand this. If you let me live, I've been thinking about committing suicide for the past two days and going back." Qin Muye felt that the original body was really too much.

Now he is rotten and only a skeleton is left, almost like his own skeleton soldier.

Fortunately, he was not the only one to be exposed to such an explicit thing. Basically, everyone else was almost completely rotten, with a few more strands of rotten flesh at most.

"He Wu, didn't you go to the library today? Why did you come back halfway?" Zhou Lin asked curiously.

He was originally playing with the smart terminal, but after tinkering with it, he found something was wrong, and finally gave up.

How can this be right? His smart terminal has become a lump of iron. How can it be right? Let alone playing, it can’t even be turned on.

"After reading two books, I realized that I would be a bit unsociable if I didn't go to the show, so I turned back." Qin Muye said perfunctorily, then changed his position and continued to lie down.

"Oh, then why aren't you reading now?" Zhou Lin asked again.

Qin Muye scratched his skull with his white bone claws: "Let me tell you, are you too busy to have an awkward chat with me?"

"It's a bit like, the terminal doesn't have Internet access, and I don't know what the situation is. It's been like this since I came back from the show," Zhou Lin said.

"Maybe it's undergoing maintenance. This kind of thing is normal. Look, my terminal is the same." Qin Muye took out He Wu's smart terminal. It was the same as the other party's, and then he pulled it casually and said.

Zhou Lin didn't see anything, but nodded: "Indeed, but why the maintenance was not notified in advance is really strange."

'No... there is a high probability that the entire Hometown may have been scrapped, and there will be no one to repair it.' Qin Muye knew that the entire Hometown was completely decayed even if he didn't have to sense it.

The reason why he can still move forward now is because he is constantly being dragged by the realm of death. The process of advancement is the process of death. As for when he will reach the end, how does Qin Muye know?

To be honest, I am very surprised that he is still alive, so many things don't matter.

In the eyes of all the life forms in the entire Hometown, they are actually still alive, and they still maintain their human appearance. They are just waiting for a protagonist to come in to decipher the world view and send them on their way. The relief is not certain, because Qin Muye has not seen it either.

What torture or suffering.

Even Qin Muye himself could feel the same. It was indeed not painful at all, but just the same as usual, except for a little bit of horror.

"I'm so bored. Why don't you go out for a walk? You don't want to read today anyway." Zhou Lin made a very constructive suggestion.

Qin Muye stood up, and Zhou Lin thought he had agreed, but found that Qin Muye changed his position and lay down again: "No, I will lie down for another ten minutes before reading."

"..." Zhou Lin was also speechless. Why did you get up if you didn't go?

"Then you lie down slowly. I'm going out for a walk. Maybe I can meet someone wonderful." Zhou Lin left after saying that.

If the other person's face wasn't flesh and blood, Qin Muye might still be able to see the other person's lewd smile.

The reason why he didn't go out was naturally so that he could live longer. You must know that the more people gathered, the more serious the decay would be. If he got in there, he would be seeking death.

If he didn't have to serve as coordinates, Qin Muye would definitely have followed him and died, but that wasn't possible now. He had to live longer.

So naturally he can stay at home and stay still as long as he can. After all, he is not really the deceased on the Hometown, he is just a shadow of the sage's book. Assimilation is impossible, he will only die.

Qin Muye was the only one left in the entire dormitory, and he just let go of his senses at this moment and continued to extend out. He wanted to explore what was going on with those 8th-level ones.

It is estimated that those at level 7 cannot defy the common sense distortion of this world of death, but that is not necessarily the case for those at level 8. At least they still have strength, and there is no big problem in holding on for a while.

It's just that the perception continues to expand, but no breath of an eighth-level transcendent is found, as if it has disappeared out of thin air.

"Disappeared? It's impossible. It couldn't be that he knew too much and was disposed of." Qin Muye kept searching, and there was no trace of Level 8 in the entire world.

"No, it seems I have to take a trip to see what's going on."

Although perception is very useful, it also has certain limitations. For such a type without any clues, Qin Muye can only go there in person.

"Teleport!"

After Qin Muye spoke, the surrounding environment changed rapidly.

The ability to pray is very useful in this aspect. As the incarnation of the Book of Sages, he naturally has the ability to pray.

"There were traces of chaos, but it calmed down quickly." Qin Muye inspected the entire conference room.

There used to be many Level 8 meetings here. Yes, when they entered the unknown star field before, the Level 8 people were actually here to prepare.

The traces here represent that the eighth-level extraordinary beings have responded, but obviously the response has no effect.

"I didn't leave the meeting room, it was like disappearing into thin air and being evaporated."

"Were they captured and used as supplies?"

The first thought that came to Qin Muye's mind was this. Otherwise, how could it have suddenly disappeared, and all the ones that disappeared were level 8.

This behavior must be silent. He is now an incarnation, and his strength is only level 7, not even level 8. How could he, a level 7, notice this?

Therefore, this situation can only occur if it is dealt with by the Death Realm.

"However, how the Death Realm managed to deal with so many eighth-level extraordinary beings quietly is quite impressive."

Although this is the realm of death and the opponent has an absolute advantage, level 8 is not level 8. At least resist and make some noise.

For a moment, Qin Muye had no clue at all.

"Level 8 is cold, what about level 7?" Qin Muye checked and found that level 7 was still fine and there was no problem.

"If you are caught and used as a supplement, will it be reduced step by step? The next time you take it, you will be at level 7."

"Then should I count it as level 7 or level 1?"

The He Wu he parasitized was just a level 1 minion. If he was caught and eaten according to the decreasing method or something happened, he would naturally survive until the end.

But if the true strength of the shadow-suited incarnation of the Book of Sages is discovered, it will definitely be the second batch.

"I hope the main body's technology is powerful enough. Otherwise, if the true strength is discovered, I'm afraid it will have to be imported."

As for why he was caught and eaten in a certain way, he didn't know. He could only rely on the body to check, and he couldn't find out.

Isn't there anything wrong with searching someone's stomach to find out why it was eaten?

"I can't find out why. It's a bit confusing."

"It would be fine if he didn't get eaten and was simply wiped out because his strength was too high. But if he really guessed it, it would be troublesome."

"But do I have the ability to share whims?" Qin Muye's mind twitched, thinking about this matter.

"It seems like there isn't, so..."

"It's going to be bad..."

Qin Muye hurriedly ran away and returned to his dormitory. He kept reviewing what he saw in the conference room in his mind. It seemed ordinary, but all kinds of traces showed that the dead world was trying to break away from the main body arrangement.

The anti-Esencema force field coming down.

"The main body is shrinking the anti-plasma force field. What does he want to do?"

"Now the world of the dead is being forced to jump over the wall. Even if the world of death is a world of dead zombies, zombies will still resist."

Just now, Qin Muye felt that a drastic change had occurred in the entire Hometown account. Not to mention other things, his IQ had obviously dropped by a notch.

This happened not only to his parasitic He Wu, but also to everyone.

Qin Muye didn't know what the principle was, but he vaguely sensed that it might have something to do with their own form, because now everyone in the hometown is not a living thing, but a dead thing, and even self-awareness may be just a kind of

Residual echoes, not real undead.

After all, the undead still have soul fire or other things as sustenance, but they don't. They are just a pile of skeletons that can move. If they have a self, they are completely leftover from the world of death.

"Maybe it's because you want to eat something fresh?" Qin Muye was a little bit confused. What the hell is this? He's trying to trick a corpse into wanting something fresh. It's just like a zombie wanting to drink blood.
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