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Chapter 184 The Origin of the Monsters in This World
In the dark and damp alley, there was a sound of dog barking.

Two pairs of eyes that did not look like human eyes, flashing coldly like those of wild beasts, stared at each other.

"He Yao, is this your stuff?"

Fang Cheng frowned upon hearing this and stared at the figure in the darkness.

The weird guy in front of him exuded an indescribable weird aura, as if an evil ghost possessed He Yao's body.

Moreover, there is a vague feeling of inexplicable familiarity.

"He Yao" propped up his head and nodded slowly:

"According to the rules of hunting, since you know the prey has an owner, you should not continue to chase it. Just stop now."

He spoke slowly and seemed quite mature, like an elder who had held a high position for a long time.

Fang Cheng remained calm, continued to clench his fists, and took a step forward.

It seemed that she didn't understand or pay attention to what he was saying.

Upon seeing this, He Yao's broken face showed some displeasure:
"Young man, have you really thought about the price and are you planning to snatch food from the tiger's mouth?"

As he spoke, there was a sense of inviolable majesty in his voice.

At the same time, the smell of blood in the air became more pungent, as if condensed into a tangible evil spirit, spreading around.

Fang Cheng's eyes were sharp as he circulated his true energy silently.

His whole body was also accumulating a raging momentum, ready to launch a violent attack at any time to engulf his opponent.

Just when the two sides had a disagreement and were about to break out into a fight.

From the distant street, the sound of sirens pierced the night sky.

"He Yao" suddenly sighed:
"We are all the same kind. Why should we kill each other and let those tycoons and hounds reap the benefits?"

He twisted his mouth and tried to smile, but his swollen and deformed facial features made him look very creepy.

Then he continued:
"Speaking of which, I really like to help the younger generation. You have great talent, but you are still too immature. If you are willing to take me as your master, I can guide you in your practice. In the future, you may be able to crush those children of aristocratic families and the special search team and become the number one master in Xia Country."

"Well, as long as you follow me, you will be able to master unimaginable true power. You will have all the power, wealth, treasures and beauties in the world. Whatever you want, you can take it away..."

He spoke tirelessly, his words full of temptation.

It's just that half of his tongue was broken, and his voice sounded a little strange and hoarse, which was extremely unpleasant.

Listening to the other party's attempt to win him over, Fang Cheng was silent for a few seconds and shook his head decisively:
"I'm sorry, but once I make a decision, I never change it, and..."

Fang Cheng's eyes were blazing, like a blade burned red by fire, stabbing straight at the other party:
"I hate people who hide their true colors in front of me. If you want me to be your disciple, you should introduce yourself first!"

"He Yao" was stunned when he heard this, and then sneered:
"Haha, originally I just wanted to find as many tribesmen as possible..."

He also changed the subject, his eyes glowing with a faint green light, staring closely at the mask on Fang Cheng's face:

"Now, I am becoming more and more interested in you. I really want to peel off your skin and see what you really look like. Young man, see you later..."

As he spoke, the two will-o'-the-wisp fires in his eyes seemed to burn even more vigorously.

Then, the whole body seemed to be weathered, and the skin and muscles quickly rotted and fell off.

Eventually, even the bones became extremely brittle, as if burning with green phosphorous flames.

With a loud crash, it completely fell apart and collapsed to the ground.

Fang Cheng walked quickly forward and looked at He Yao who had turned into a pile of dry bones in the blink of an eye.

His brows furrowed, and then he looked up at the night sky, his eyes quickly sweeping around.

Apart from the burnt smell in the air, which sounded like burning flesh, no unusual phenomena were detected.

The guy seemed to find that coercion and inducement didn't work, so he chose to commit suicide.

No.

It should be some special spiritual ability that allowed his consciousness to leave He Yao's body and return to his original body.

Fang Cheng took a deep breath and listened to the occasional barking of dogs around him.

He quickly picked up a piece of broken brick and wrote the two words "He Yao" with crooked strokes next to the pile of bones.

Then he carefully checked the scene with his "Eyes of the Scavenger" and turned around, walking away, quickly disappearing into the dark night of the city.

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Woo, woo—

Outside the window, sirens blared and lights flashed.

The Old Factory Street was extremely noisy in the early morning and it took a long time for it to return to peace.

Fang Cheng lay sideways on the sofa in the living room.

While closing his eyes and dozing off, he pricked up his ears, listening to the noise downstairs.

This is Zhou Xiumei’s home.

Such a horrific murder happened at night, and the door was kicked in and could not be closed.

Zhou Xiumei stayed in the room alone, nervously holding the pistol toward the door, waiting silently.

He didn't feel relieved until he saw Fang Cheng coming back. He suddenly felt like he had found a backbone.

Seeing this, Fang Cheng comforted her with a few words and let her go back to her bedroom to sleep with peace of mind.

He slept in the living room and kept watch outside to prevent any further accidents from happening.

At this moment, my mind was full of thoughts as I looked at the prompt information appearing on the panel.

[Boxing experience +18]

[Sanda experience +13]

[Jujutsu experience +16]

[Qigong experience +9]

Something strange happened tonight.

He Yao, a former neighbor who lived in the same building, unexpectedly resurrected after death and turned into a man-eating monster.

In order to eliminate the danger, a fierce battle broke out between him and the monster.

Therefore, the fighting skills experience gained is secondary.

The key is that I met another mysterious weirdo who called himself one of my kind.

Fang Cheng was speechless and found it hard to let go.

And when I think about it carefully, there is always an unusually familiar feeling.

It seems... I have a lot in common with the guy who sent me the postcard.

The same green eyes, the same hidden head and exposed tail, showing a mysterious quality.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng couldn't help but feel touched.

After thinking for a moment, he collected his thoughts, concentrated his mind, and entered a meditative state.

After he was ready to enter into meditation, he moved his lips slightly and chanted the spell code used to contact the other party again.

Soon, the surrounding scene changed and fell into complete darkness.

Accompanied by countless noises, like waves coming and going.

Fang Cheng opened his eyes and looked ahead at the black fog that enveloped the entire city.

Then find the target hidden and shining, push open the door with ease, and step in.

What came into view was still a dark and empty room.

It was exactly the same as the last time I visited.

but.

This time, before Fang Cheng could greet the master, a feminine and cold voice sounded first.

"Are you a night owl? Why are you visiting me so late?"

The man who called himself "Smiling Devil" emerged from the darkness. His figure was still shrouded in a hazy green light, and it looked blurry, as if he was in a fog.

"Aren't you used to being active in the early morning?"

Fang Cheng asked back calmly, without any apology for disturbing him so late at night.

"That's only occasionally. I'm pretty normal most of the time!"

The Smiling Devil suddenly spoke in a bad tone, emphasizing:
"Besides, it's already past two o'clock. If you don't make good use of your time to catch up on your sleep, will you still have the energy to work tomorrow?"

After explaining, he asked curiously:

"Why did you take the initiative to look for me this time? Are you feeling guilty about leaving without saying goodbye last time and are you going to apologize to me?"

Fang Cheng did not answer immediately. He was silent for a moment before he said in a deep voice:
"Did you use your mental abilities to try to attack me from a distance while you were meditating tonight?"

"what?"

Hearing this, the Smiling Demon seemed to widen his eyes in surprise.

After being stunned for a few seconds, he immediately burst into laughter:
"I actually have this idea, but unfortunately I haven't had the time to implement it yet!"

"Damn it, someone else got there first again. Are you really that likable..."

The Smiling Devil laughed and grumbled at the same time.

It seemed that he was extremely annoyed for not being able to take action immediately, which allowed Fang Cheng to be prepared in advance.

Fang Cheng remained silent, floating quietly in the dark room.

At this moment, he was in the flames of the lamp, also enveloped by a circle of orange-red light. Only a hazy figure was visible, and no facial expression could be seen.

The smiling devil's laughter echoed in the chat room for a long time before it subsided.

Seeing Fang Cheng remained calm, he finally couldn't help but ask out of curiosity:
"Tell me what happened to you, maybe I can help you solve your problem."

Fang Cheng had no intention of keeping the secret, so after a little consideration, he said frankly:
"Just now, I met a guy who looks a lot like you..."

Then he told the other person about the strange things that happened to him that night without hiding much.

Of course, the part involving Zhou Xiumei was deliberately ignored.

"what--"

After hearing this, the Smiling Devil seemed very surprised and couldn't help smacking his lips:
"That old ghost actually let you go so easily..."

"You know him?"

Fang Cheng's heart moved, and he looked at him expectantly.

The smiling devil shook his head:

"I have never even heard his voice, how can I recognize him?"

Then he explained:
"What I mean is that as a ghoul leader, the old guy actually gave up the low-level ghouls under his control so easily. This is not like their usual brutal and greedy style."

"Ghoul? Isn't that a zombie?"

Fang Cheng was a little surprised when he heard this, but it was also within his expectations.

After all, He Yao's crazy behavior made it impossible to treat him as a human being.

If it’s not an evil ghost, then what else could it be?
"It's okay if you want to call them zombies. It's just a common name."

The Smiling Devil didn't seem to care much about this question.

It seemed as if he was still thinking about what exactly caused the ghoul leader, who was known for his gluttony, to choose to give in and give up his own food.

Fang Cheng pondered for a while and asked further:

"What kind of monster is a ghoul? What special abilities does it have? Are they transformed from humans like the zombies in the movies?"

"You don't even know this?"

The Smiling Demon suddenly let out a strange cry, appearing even more surprised:

"So you're really a rookie. You're apparently quite strong, but you don't know anything. I don't know how your father taught you. You're lucky to be alive at such a young age and not be captured by the special search team for human experiments."

"So, I told you, you should communicate more with your kind in normal times, otherwise when you encounter danger, you won't even know how you died..."

Before Fang Cheng could frown, he was ready to use some tricks.

This guy stopped chattering like an elder and said:
"Well, today I get to be a teacher for once, so I'll just repay you for teaching me how to control my consciousness last time."

"Do you know what the outside world calls us humans who are different from ordinary people?"

The Smiling Devil's tone became serious. He asked a question deliberately, and then quickly answered himself:
"Monsters, aliens, demons, goblins, evil spirits, whatever, they are all very general and discriminatory terms."

"According to the most official statement, all humans who are not from aristocratic families but have extraordinary abilities are monsters. They can be divided into five categories."

"That is, ghouls, werewolves, vampires, mermaids, and monsters that can't be completely categorized."

In the dark and silent chat room, two glowing figures looked at each other.

A cold voice floated in the air, constantly telling secrets that ordinary people could not know.

In this seemingly ordinary world, there are dark corners belonging to monsters.

From ancient times to the present, from primitive tribes to civilized times, supernatural powers have always existed and have never disappeared.

They mingle among the crowd and live in a society with ordinary people.

It can be said that humans with extraordinary abilities are also a branch of human evolution.

As for why they eat their own kind?

Of course it’s because of food shortage.

If you want to gain sufficient strength, the energy obtained from low-level food will definitely not be able to meet the body's needs.

During the evolutionary process, at least the same level of food intake is required to maintain physiological functions and ensure that strength is not lost due to physical weakness.

There is no doubt that the human body contains more abundant nutrients.

So like prehistoric Neanderthals, driven by their hunger instinct, they developed an uncontrollable desire to eat humans and became predators.

It’s just that those noble families were lucky enough to have mastered some mysterious power, allowing them to successfully get rid of their monster identities.

They rely on extraordinary powers, passed down from generation to generation, and noble blood to rightfully occupy the top position in society.

Other predators, however, are subject to various restrictions and can only become secretive and taboo, choosing to hide in the dark.

Correspondingly, every dynasty has had official organizations like the Special Search Team, which are specifically responsible for exterminating man-eating monsters.

As for the special abilities of monsters like ghouls.

According to the Smiling Devil.

Ordinary ghouls generally have greater speed and strength than ordinary people, have certain recovery abilities, and have very sharp claws and teeth.

With continued evolution, each ability will be greatly improved.

Some tongues can be stuck out and used as weapons, and even worse, they can control corpses and transform.

As for the ghoul leaders, in addition to the basic ability to command low-level ghouls, each of them will possess some special abilities that outsiders cannot know.

In addition, they also have a fatal weakness.

They can only come out at night, because moving in the sunlight will accelerate the decay of their bodies.

In ancient times, the Xia Kingdom had some classics similar to the Six Dynasties Strange Tales, which also recorded rumors about ghouls.

It is believed that this monster was first introduced from the Western Regions to the Central Plains along with Buddhism, and then gradually spread.

After listening to the story, Fang Cheng finally understood.

It turned out that this was the reason why the murderer in front of him and the zombie both regarded him as their own kind.

After knowing the truth of the matter, I felt relieved, so I asked casually:
"What kind of monster do you think I am?"

"Aren't you the same as me?"

The Smiling Demon was a little surprised when he heard this.

Then he sighed with a hint of envy:
"Your family has produced several famous murderers. It is really rare that your generation can remain safe and sound after awakening their abilities."

(End of this chapter)