It was night.
Yin Ren turned his face sideways, half burying it in the soft pillow. The words that Dog Thing spewed out a few hours ago were still dangling in his mind.
……
[Siren: In terms of the strength gap, I am a mouse, the sniper is a wolf, and Qi Xin is a tiger.]
In the dim basement, Dog Thing made an aggrieved barking sound.
[Siren: She can eat me as easily as eating a melon seed!]
It even cranked up its vibrate mode and buzzed and bounced on the table, trying desperately to express its fear.
“That sniper may be ‘Mr. Qiu’,” Zhong Chengshuo interrupted. “She specifically asked us to be careful of this ‘Mr. Qiu’, which means we should have been in contact with him before.”
“Being sniped” was also considered a kind of contact.
Yin Ren said softly, as he tapped on the table with his phone, “Is that it? Nothing more? She ate the old mayor and called me a cub. How much do you know about this?”
[Siren: Let me think about it.]
A few seconds later, a “beep” sound was heard, indicating a message delivery.
[Siren: For her, “imitations” are dying meat, which won’t be fresh after death. She wants to eat it while it’s fresh.]
This time it learned how to behave and didn’t dare be vague, but tried to use its limited IQ to come up with a metaphor.
Yin Ren stopped tapping the phone.
He suddenly remembered that not long ago, in the file room, there was a clamor from Dog Thing to eat those “meaty xanthium” monsters.
It labeled them as “weak things that could be eaten”.
If Dog Thing could eat xanthiums and Qi Xin could eat Dog Thing and imitations, it sounded like…
Yin Ren subconsciously looked in the direction of Zhong Chengshuo.
After deciding to give Dog Thing to Zhong Chengshuo for research, he told Zhong Chengshuo about it. Sure enough, Zhong Chengshuo raised his eyes, and his pitch-black pupils looked directly at the phone on the table.
“Do the ‘strong’ and ‘weak’ you describe us refer to the position in the food chain?” Zhong Chengshuo took two steps forward and stopped beside Yin Ren.
Dog Thing slowly brought up a browser and searched for the definition of “food chain”. The two silently watched the phone switch pages for a long time, before waiting for the next text bubble to appear.
[Siren: It’s a bit close.]
[Siren: But it also depends on the individual.]
“Well, if the ‘predator’ at the top of the food chain is aging, sick, disabled, or just a cub, there’s a possibility of being reversely preyed upon by the ‘prey’… In this case, the definitions of strong and weak aren’t absolute. Is this what you mean?”
[Siren: Yes, I want such a brain.]
Zhong Chengshuo said cautiously, “Not giving.”
Yin Ren didn’t know whether to be serious or laugh. He twisted his face and brought Dog Thing closer.
They still didn’t know what Qi Xin and the sniper were, but Yin Ren had a vague idea in his heart.
Whether it was the meaty xanthium or Dog Thing, it obviously didn’t belong to “this world”. Whether based on Yin Ren’s experience or looking at Shian’s records, these kinds of things weren’t “evil spirits” in the conventional sense, let alone the sniper and Qi Xin, whose intensity was obviously beyond the standard.
They would exist in the “Archive” and would be attracted by Guo Wei, who was about to become a fierce ghost. The sniper’s bullet could restrain the power of a fierce ghost, while Qi Xin could directly swallow evil things containing tremendous evil qi, such as the mayor… These existences had countless connections with evil things.
But the relationship wasn’t clear enough.
Yin Ren looked at Zhong Chengshuo, who had also fallen into contemplation. His lover always reacted quickly, and he should have arrived at a similar conclusion.
He couldn’t help sighing and threw Dog Thing, who had stopped spewing words, back on the table.
Perhaps Zhong Chengshuo didn’t feel deeply about it, but as a person who had passed through thousands of years, Yin Ren could inexplicably understand Dog Thing that was clumsily expressing itself.
If he were sent back to the past and asked to describe principles like “chips”, “electricity”, and “the internet” to Huajisi in classical Chinese that he wasn’t familiar with, he might not even be as good as Dog Thing…
Even though he loved using the tablet while eating chips and surfing the web.
“Okay, tell me more about me.”
Yin Ren’s tone became softer, and the 1% battery on Dog Thing trembled and rose to 2%.
[Siren: I thought you were “weak” before. Now I’m not sure about your situation. You’re stronger than I thought, and it’s always changing.]
“I understand. You can’t determine Yin Ren’s position in your ‘food chain’.” Zhong Chengshuo fluently translated Dog Thing’s words.
He took out a piece of paper, grabbed a pencil from the toolbox, and drew quickly.
“This is what we know now.”
The gray-black nib rustled on the paper.
“The ‘special creatures’ like Qi Xin and Dog Thing have their own food chain… There’s too little information about this at the moment, so we have to study it later. Uh, we…”
He chewed on the word “we” slowly, as if it were some kind of delicious food.
“According to Qi Xin, the ‘death’ of the larval stage of these creatures becomes what humans call ‘Evil Spirits’… The power of the Evil Spirit can transform into evil qi. Whether it’s evil qi or Evil Force, it can give birth to or strengthen evil things.”
Zhong Chengshuo’s pencil stopped suddenly.
“What?” Yin Ren listened carefully.
Zhong Chengshuo turned his gaze. In the dim light, his eyes looked like black holes after poking through a paper.
“Irreversible deterioration and transformation. The distribution of food for the weak at the bottom, the use of different types of ‘nutrients’…”
Zhong Chengshuo was murmuring softly. The tip of his pencil was gently poking the paper, and the corner of his mouth showed an almost smiling expression.
“Yin Ren.”
He called to his lover in a low voice.
“Following that ‘meat’ analogy of Siren’s, assuming that the Evil Force of the Evil Spirits is the nutrient-rich ‘fresh meat’ and the Evil Spirits are the spoiled and deteriorated ‘rotten meat’… Adding the evil things that derive and grow from it. Doesn’t this process resemble the cycle of ‘corpse decay’?”
Yin Ren’s soft expression disappeared from his face.
He glanced at the white paper with a half-circular picture. The aura of the Ghost King from thousands of years ago was revealed, like the tip of an iceberg.
“It’s possible that the Evil Spirits appeared concentratedly during the hundreds of years of the Gong Dynasty. Before that, there weren’t many evil things. After the Evil Spirits came to the world, all kinds of strange evil things flooded it… Well, I may be regarded as one of them.”
“Evil Spirit” or “Divine Descent” were all names that humans came up with through observation.
Thinking about this, Yin Ren’s expression became a bit complicated.
“According to this theory, if ‘fresh meat’ was scattered all over the place by ‘Divine Descent’, what exactly is it then?”
Zhong Chengshuo stuck the paper with his thoughts to the wall next to Yin Ren’s information. “This is the most interesting place.”
Unfortunately, they didn’t have a seminar on the spot afterwards.
The two powerhouses looked at each other with affection and decided to continue to explore the mysteries of the world when Zhong Chengshuo received a call from Zhong Youde.
The old man’s voice was so loud that Yin Ren could hear it clearly without using his special abilities.
“You just returned from a business trip, but don’t know how to come home to visit, ah? How are you and Xiao Yin? Your mother and I have bought too many dishes, so why don’t we have dinner together today?”
In this way, King Yama received his first task after returning—his father ordered him to buy fresh beef from the nearby supermarket. Comrade Xiao Zhong looked shocked and stood at attention on the spot.
“You heard it. My parents called us to have a meal together,” he said. “They are probably trying to see if you have broken up with me.”
Yin Ren: “……”
He didn’t know whether the Zhong couple had too much or too little confidence in their son.
“They have cooked your favorite honey pork ribs and want to make beef stew,” Zhong Chengshuo said slowly. “You can go back first and eat while it’s still hot. I’ll clean up here and go buy the meat… Do you remember the way?”
“I do.”
……
As Zhong Chengshuo expected, the Zhong couple didn’t explicitly say anything, but seeing the tacit communication between the two “youngsters”, they both showed some relaxation. The honey pork ribs for dinner were glazed in an orange-red, looking quite attractive, and its sweet aroma gave off a warm taste of the world.
After a long day, they returned to the warmth of home again. Everything in the secret basement seemed like another world.
Yin Ren pulled himself out of his memories.
At this moment, Dog Thing was soaked in 75% alcohol and accepted its punishment. Yellow Millet didn’t have the phone to restrain it, so it was rolling around the living room, familiarizing itself with the environment.
The stewed “Zhong Family beef stew” was placed in the refrigerator. Zhong Chengshuo said he planned to use it to cook beef noodle soup tomorrow morning.
The curtains were still tightly drawn. Yin Ren had to admit that Zhong Chengshuo’s curtains were well picked, as they were excellent at blocking the light. With the moonlight blocked, inside was so dark that he couldn’t even see his fingers. On a dark and windy night like this, if it were a normal night, Yin Ren would probably have pulled out a strand of hair and rummaged through the fridge for a few pieces of beef.
Whether it was a kiss on the cheek or a new discovery, it was worth celebrating with two slabs of beef.
But Yin Ren couldn’t do it now.
The long memories were over, and Lord Ghost King had to face reality—
He was lying sideways on Zhong Chengshuo’s bed.
Zhong Chengshuo, who was wearing pajamas and his nightcap, was lying behind him, and his whole body exuded the unique water vapor and refreshing smell after taking a shower.
…And listening to Zhong Chengshuo’s breathing, it was obvious that he was awake.
He knew it was a bad idea! He knew they wouldn’t be able to sleep!
When he got home, Yin Ren took his pillow back to the sofa. After he finished eating an apple, it mysteriously flew back to Zhong Chengshuo’s bed again, and there was even an extra pillow next to it.
“I’m used to your breath, and I want to stay with you longer.”
Zhong Chengshuo was sitting on the side of the bed with an expression like he was holding a press conference.
“If you don’t want to, I’ll put it back…”
“Of course, I do, but we won’t be able to sleep.”
“Won’t.”
“Will.” Grand Master Zhong asserted in a divine voice.
“Verification is required,” Zhong Chengshuo pivoted and proposed a different excuse.
The verification results were freshly released, and at 3:30 in the morning, they were both wide awake.
Hehe, what did I tell you? Truly, old ginger was spicier. Yin Ren felt the depression around him. It seemed as if Zhong Chengshuo had transformed into a wooden stake, and except for breathing, he didn’t move at all.
Yin Ren began to count in his heart. When he counted to ten, Zhong Chengshuo was still imitating a stake. He didn’t mind breaking the silence and starting a conversation to make his bedmate feel awkward.
Ten, nine, eight…
The blanket rustled as Zhong Chengshuo moved. His movements were light, like a sparrow perched on a branch.
Seven, six, five…
The other’s body temperature got closer, and his heartbeat was a little faster than usual.
Four…
Yin Ren thought he would be hugged.
Zhong Chengshuo’s actions were even more… special. He leaned vaguely behind Yin Ren, and his forehead gently rested against his back. One of Zhong Chengshuo’s hands was attached to Yin Ren’s shoulder blade, with movement as light as a feather.
Yin Ren didn’t wear his pajamas properly, exposing a large area of his neck. Zhong Chengshuo’s forehead was pressed against Yin Ren’s spine, which wasn’t soft, but he still attached himself to it tightly.
Zhong Chengshuo once again froze and let out a small sigh.
“That’s great,” he said.
Yin Ren was silent for a few minutes.
He rolled over and confronted the man head-on. He shrank into the pillow and pressed his forehead against Zhong Chengshuo’s.
In the dark, Zhong Chengshuo was staring at him quietly. The two were extremely close, and those eyes didn’t blink. Without the protection of glasses, they looked a bit strange.
“Go to sleep,” Yin Ren said. “It will be better in the future.”
Zhong Chengshuo slowly closed his eyes.
At this distance, the two of their breaths entangled, and the atmosphere became a bit thicker than before. Even so, Zhong Chengshuo slowly fell asleep.
Yin Ren also closed his eyes.
In the living room, Dog Thing’s screen lit up.
A blood-red notification appeared on the internal app of Shian, and the screen switched to the notification content by itself.
[The 44th National Joint Exercise Competition of Shian Investigation Team—Entry Notice]
[C-level Investigation Team of Shian, Haigu Branch: Unit 9]
[Pre-match investigation & training locations: Fu Family’s Residence, Dongshan, Haigu.]
The author has something to say:
Damn it, why are they so innocent? I need to speed things up and get things hotter…!
Kinky Thoughts:
To re-explain the theory they proposed in case you’re confused, based on what Dog Thing said, Zhong Chengshuo thinks this is some kind of food chain, and it’s all related to Divine Descent.
During Divine Descent, “fresh meat” is scattered across the world, giving rise and birth to many evil beings. You can think of this as the animal kingdom in a human sense. These evil beings then develop into their own species and kinds (such as mammals, birds, reptiles, ect.) and they have their own food chain.
Dog Thing’s measurement of “weak” isn’t necessarily about strength but where these evil beings lie on the food chain (similar to the animal world). Even the strong (if they become weak) could get eaten by those lower in the food chain.
Evil Spirits (the label that humans gave them) are considered decaying corpses. Just like in real life, a dying/dead animal slowly rots, but it gives back nutrients to the earth (whether it be through carrion or fertilization). They give off evil qi and Evil Force, which you can think of as nutrients, to the spirit world, nurturing and giving birth to new evil spirits.
So overall, it’s basically an ecosystem, but for evil beings.
Poor Dog Thing. It was just misunderstood!
It was night.
Yin Ren turned his face sideways, half burying it in the soft pillow. The words that Dog Thing spewed out a few hours ago were still dangling in his mind.
……
[Siren: In terms of the strength gap, I am a mouse, the sniper is a wolf, and Qi Xin is a tiger.]
In the dim basement, Dog Thing made an aggrieved barking sound.
[Siren: She can eat me as easily as eating a melon seed!]
It even cranked up its vibrate mode and buzzed and bounced on the table, trying desperately to express its fear.
“That sniper may be ‘Mr. Qiu’,” Zhong Chengshuo interrupted. “She specifically asked us to be careful of this ‘Mr. Qiu’, which means we should have been in contact with him before.”
“Being sniped” was also considered a kind of contact.
Yin Ren said softly, as he tapped on the table with his phone, “Is that it? Nothing more? She ate the old mayor and called me a cub. How much do you know about this?”
[Siren: Let me think about it.]
A few seconds later, a “beep” sound was heard, indicating a message delivery.
[Siren: For her, “imitations” are dying meat, which won’t be fresh after death. She wants to eat it while it’s fresh.]
This time it learned how to behave and didn’t dare be vague, but tried to use its limited IQ to come up with a metaphor.
Yin Ren stopped tapping the phone.
He suddenly remembered that not long ago, in the file room, there was a clamor from Dog Thing to eat those “meaty xanthium” monsters.
It labeled them as “weak things that could be eaten”.
If Dog Thing could eat xanthiums and Qi Xin could eat Dog Thing and imitations, it sounded like…
Yin Ren subconsciously looked in the direction of Zhong Chengshuo.
After deciding to give Dog Thing to Zhong Chengshuo for research, he told Zhong Chengshuo about it. Sure enough, Zhong Chengshuo raised his eyes, and his pitch-black pupils looked directly at the phone on the table.
“Do the ‘strong’ and ‘weak’ you describe us refer to the position in the food chain?” Zhong Chengshuo took two steps forward and stopped beside Yin Ren.
Dog Thing slowly brought up a browser and searched for the definition of “food chain”. The two silently watched the phone switch pages for a long time, before waiting for the next text bubble to appear.
[Siren: It’s a bit close.]
[Siren: But it also depends on the individual.]
“Well, if the ‘predator’ at the top of the food chain is aging, sick, disabled, or just a cub, there’s a possibility of being reversely preyed upon by the ‘prey’… In this case, the definitions of strong and weak aren’t absolute. Is this what you mean?”
[Siren: Yes, I want such a brain.]
Zhong Chengshuo said cautiously, “Not giving.”
Yin Ren didn’t know whether to be serious or laugh. He twisted his face and brought Dog Thing closer.
They still didn’t know what Qi Xin and the sniper were, but Yin Ren had a vague idea in his heart.
Whether it was the meaty xanthium or Dog Thing, it obviously didn’t belong to “this world”. Whether based on Yin Ren’s experience or looking at Shian’s records, these kinds of things weren’t “evil spirits” in the conventional sense, let alone the sniper and Qi Xin, whose intensity was obviously beyond the standard.
They would exist in the “Archive” and would be attracted by Guo Wei, who was about to become a fierce ghost. The sniper’s bullet could restrain the power of a fierce ghost, while Qi Xin could directly swallow evil things containing tremendous evil qi, such as the mayor… These existences had countless connections with evil things.
But the relationship wasn’t clear enough.
Yin Ren looked at Zhong Chengshuo, who had also fallen into contemplation. His lover always reacted quickly, and he should have arrived at a similar conclusion.
He couldn’t help sighing and threw Dog Thing, who had stopped spewing words, back on the table.
Perhaps Zhong Chengshuo didn’t feel deeply about it, but as a person who had passed through thousands of years, Yin Ren could inexplicably understand Dog Thing that was clumsily expressing itself.
If he were sent back to the past and asked to describe principles like “chips”, “electricity”, and “the internet” to Huajisi in classical Chinese that he wasn’t familiar with, he might not even be as good as Dog Thing…
Even though he loved using the tablet while eating chips and surfing the web.
“Okay, tell me more about me.”
Yin Ren’s tone became softer, and the 1% battery on Dog Thing trembled and rose to 2%.
[Siren: I thought you were “weak” before. Now I’m not sure about your situation. You’re stronger than I thought, and it’s always changing.]
“I understand. You can’t determine Yin Ren’s position in your ‘food chain’.” Zhong Chengshuo fluently translated Dog Thing’s words.
He took out a piece of paper, grabbed a pencil from the toolbox, and drew quickly.
“This is what we know now.”
The gray-black nib rustled on the paper.
“The ‘special creatures’ like Qi Xin and Dog Thing have their own food chain… There’s too little information about this at the moment, so we have to study it later. Uh, we…”
He chewed on the word “we” slowly, as if it were some kind of delicious food.
“According to Qi Xin, the ‘death’ of the larval stage of these creatures becomes what humans call ‘Evil Spirits’… The power of the Evil Spirit can transform into evil qi. Whether it’s evil qi or Evil Force, it can give birth to or strengthen evil things.”
Zhong Chengshuo’s pencil stopped suddenly.
“What?” Yin Ren listened carefully.
Zhong Chengshuo turned his gaze. In the dim light, his eyes looked like black holes after poking through a paper.
“Irreversible deterioration and transformation. The distribution of food for the weak at the bottom, the use of different types of ‘nutrients’…”
Zhong Chengshuo was murmuring softly. The tip of his pencil was gently poking the paper, and the corner of his mouth showed an almost smiling expression.
“Yin Ren.”
He called to his lover in a low voice.
“Following that ‘meat’ analogy of Siren’s, assuming that the Evil Force of the Evil Spirits is the nutrient-rich ‘fresh meat’ and the Evil Spirits are the spoiled and deteriorated ‘rotten meat’… Adding the evil things that derive and grow from it. Doesn’t this process resemble the cycle of ‘corpse decay’?”
Yin Ren’s soft expression disappeared from his face.
He glanced at the white paper with a half-circular picture. The aura of the Ghost King from thousands of years ago was revealed, like the tip of an iceberg.
“It’s possible that the Evil Spirits appeared concentratedly during the hundreds of years of the Gong Dynasty. Before that, there weren’t many evil things. After the Evil Spirits came to the world, all kinds of strange evil things flooded it… Well, I may be regarded as one of them.”
“Evil Spirit” or “Divine Descent” were all names that humans came up with through observation.
Thinking about this, Yin Ren’s expression became a bit complicated.
“According to this theory, if ‘fresh meat’ was scattered all over the place by ‘Divine Descent’, what exactly is it then?”
Zhong Chengshuo stuck the paper with his thoughts to the wall next to Yin Ren’s information. “This is the most interesting place.”
Unfortunately, they didn’t have a seminar on the spot afterwards.
The two powerhouses looked at each other with affection and decided to continue to explore the mysteries of the world when Zhong Chengshuo received a call from Zhong Youde.
The old man’s voice was so loud that Yin Ren could hear it clearly without using his special abilities.
“You just returned from a business trip, but don’t know how to come home to visit, ah? How are you and Xiao Yin? Your mother and I have bought too many dishes, so why don’t we have dinner together today?”
In this way, King Yama received his first task after returning—his father ordered him to buy fresh beef from the nearby supermarket. Comrade Xiao Zhong looked shocked and stood at attention on the spot.
“You heard it. My parents called us to have a meal together,” he said. “They are probably trying to see if you have broken up with me.”
Yin Ren: “……”
He didn’t know whether the Zhong couple had too much or too little confidence in their son.
“They have cooked your favorite honey pork ribs and want to make beef stew,” Zhong Chengshuo said slowly. “You can go back first and eat while it’s still hot. I’ll clean up here and go buy the meat… Do you remember the way?”
“I do.”
……
As Zhong Chengshuo expected, the Zhong couple didn’t explicitly say anything, but seeing the tacit communication between the two “youngsters”, they both showed some relaxation. The honey pork ribs for dinner were glazed in an orange-red, looking quite attractive, and its sweet aroma gave off a warm taste of the world.
After a long day, they returned to the warmth of home again. Everything in the secret basement seemed like another world.
Yin Ren pulled himself out of his memories.
At this moment, Dog Thing was soaked in 75% alcohol and accepted its punishment. Yellow Millet didn’t have the phone to restrain it, so it was rolling around the living room, familiarizing itself with the environment.
The stewed “Zhong Family beef stew” was placed in the refrigerator. Zhong Chengshuo said he planned to use it to cook beef noodle soup tomorrow morning.
The curtains were still tightly drawn. Yin Ren had to admit that Zhong Chengshuo’s curtains were well picked, as they were excellent at blocking the light. With the moonlight blocked, inside was so dark that he couldn’t even see his fingers. On a dark and windy night like this, if it were a normal night, Yin Ren would probably have pulled out a strand of hair and rummaged through the fridge for a few pieces of beef.
Whether it was a kiss on the cheek or a new discovery, it was worth celebrating with two slabs of beef.
But Yin Ren couldn’t do it now.
The long memories were over, and Lord Ghost King had to face reality—
He was lying sideways on Zhong Chengshuo’s bed.
Zhong Chengshuo, who was wearing pajamas and his nightcap, was lying behind him, and his whole body exuded the unique water vapor and refreshing smell after taking a shower.
…And listening to Zhong Chengshuo’s breathing, it was obvious that he was awake.
He knew it was a bad idea! He knew they wouldn’t be able to sleep!
When he got home, Yin Ren took his pillow back to the sofa. After he finished eating an apple, it mysteriously flew back to Zhong Chengshuo’s bed again, and there was even an extra pillow next to it.
“I’m used to your breath, and I want to stay with you longer.”
Zhong Chengshuo was sitting on the side of the bed with an expression like he was holding a press conference.
“If you don’t want to, I’ll put it back…”
“Of course, I do, but we won’t be able to sleep.”
“Won’t.”
“Will.” Grand Master Zhong asserted in a divine voice.
“Verification is required,” Zhong Chengshuo pivoted and proposed a different excuse.
The verification results were freshly released, and at 3:30 in the morning, they were both wide awake.
Hehe, what did I tell you? Truly, old ginger was spicier. Yin Ren felt the depression around him. It seemed as if Zhong Chengshuo had transformed into a wooden stake, and except for breathing, he didn’t move at all.
Yin Ren began to count in his heart. When he counted to ten, Zhong Chengshuo was still imitating a stake. He didn’t mind breaking the silence and starting a conversation to make his bedmate feel awkward.
Ten, nine, eight…
The blanket rustled as Zhong Chengshuo moved. His movements were light, like a sparrow perched on a branch.
Seven, six, five…
The other’s body temperature got closer, and his heartbeat was a little faster than usual.
Four…
Yin Ren thought he would be hugged.
Zhong Chengshuo’s actions were even more… special. He leaned vaguely behind Yin Ren, and his forehead gently rested against his back. One of Zhong Chengshuo’s hands was attached to Yin Ren’s shoulder blade, with movement as light as a feather.
Yin Ren didn’t wear his pajamas properly, exposing a large area of his neck. Zhong Chengshuo’s forehead was pressed against Yin Ren’s spine, which wasn’t soft, but he still attached himself to it tightly.
Zhong Chengshuo once again froze and let out a small sigh.
“That’s great,” he said.
Yin Ren was silent for a few minutes.
He rolled over and confronted the man head-on. He shrank into the pillow and pressed his forehead against Zhong Chengshuo’s.
In the dark, Zhong Chengshuo was staring at him quietly. The two were extremely close, and those eyes didn’t blink. Without the protection of glasses, they looked a bit strange.
“Go to sleep,” Yin Ren said. “It will be better in the future.”
Zhong Chengshuo slowly closed his eyes.
At this distance, the two of their breaths entangled, and the atmosphere became a bit thicker than before. Even so, Zhong Chengshuo slowly fell asleep.
Yin Ren also closed his eyes.
In the living room, Dog Thing’s screen lit up.
A blood-red notification appeared on the internal app of Shian, and the screen switched to the notification content by itself.
[The 44th National Joint Exercise Competition of Shian Investigation Team—Entry Notice]
[C-level Investigation Team of Shian, Haigu Branch: Unit 9]
[Pre-match investigation & training locations: Fu Family’s Residence, Dongshan, Haigu.]
The author has something to say:
Damn it, why are they so innocent? I need to speed things up and get things hotter…!
Kinky Thoughts:
To re-explain the theory they proposed in case you’re confused, based on what Dog Thing said, Zhong Chengshuo thinks this is some kind of food chain, and it’s all related to Divine Descent.
During Divine Descent, “fresh meat” is scattered across the world, giving rise and birth to many evil beings. You can think of this as the animal kingdom in a human sense. These evil beings then develop into their own species and kinds (such as mammals, birds, reptiles, ect.) and they have their own food chain.
Dog Thing’s measurement of “weak” isn’t necessarily about strength but where these evil beings lie on the food chain (similar to the animal world). Even the strong (if they become weak) could get eaten by those lower in the food chain.
Evil Spirits (the label that humans gave them) are considered decaying corpses. Just like in real life, a dying/dead animal slowly rots, but it gives back nutrients to the earth (whether it be through carrion or fertilization). They give off evil qi and Evil Force, which you can think of as nutrients, to the spirit world, nurturing and giving birth to new evil spirits.
So overall, it’s basically an ecosystem, but for evil beings.
Poor Dog Thing. It was just misunderstood!
