These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 839 New Type of Pseudo-Human Observation Diary 2
This was the time of Man's Ancestor, and it snowed heavily in the spring.

What a pity, we have witnessed a historical legend that the human race in various tribes was possessed very early.

The ancestor of mankind is nothing more than a test subject, a toy for the gods to play with when they have nothing to do.

That was a guy called Human God. The ancestor of the pseudo-humans had already seized power over the human race. It was very scary.

Summer, 2919 AD.

We get a sneak peek at Renzu and his resistance in hiding, and it's a pathetic hero.

He resisted the three flowers with admirable willpower and made the soul flower come out of his neck, but he began to have a migraine.

Winter, 2920 A.D.

The Queen of Clear Sky smiled at me, and her smile was so creepy.

We shouldn't have helped Renzu. I feel like we're being targeted by something. My intuition has always been sharp because I'm the Thousand-Eyed Emperor.

I am naturally perceptive and have acquired powerful abilities through mining. No mineral can escape my eyes.

Okay, this must be my illusion.

This thrilling world, which is like a horror movie, has caused a huge shock to the hearts of us travelers. Even the Crazy Shark King said that he has been having nightmares recently. This is a thrilling haunted house adventure.

We have studied the three-flowered iron-wire insect, the pseudo-human, and have found that it is simply incapable of possessing the body of an immortal. We are absolutely safe.

Afterwards, Queen Clear Sky said to me as usual: "Hey, that was a funny joke, wasn't it? I acted very well as a fake person."

Spring, 2925 A.D.

Something absolutely unbelievable has happened in this world. I have confirmed once again that the Queen of the Clear Sky is no longer the same person she used to be.

How is it done?
We are immortals, and they are just a bunch of mortals, just a bunch of disgusting, slimy mortals!!!
It is impossible for a fake person to take over our body.

I went to look for the Crazy Shark Emperor, but the Crazy Shark Emperor also gave me a meaningful smile.

We are falling, a new type of pseudo-human.

The Crazy Shark Emperor, the Clear Sky Emperor, and some other unknown immortals teamed up to attack me secretly.

We're fucked.

Winter, 2999 A.D.

I used my special magical powers to escape, but I had completely lost them.

They were replaced by embers.

I finally understood how they were replaced. It wasn't the fake people taking over, but the paintings.

Embers are sketches that have lost the colors of life. Without life, only the lines remain.

He created the ashes and pseudo-men of this world.

And he paints the first embers, and so he paints the empty shells of our souls.

He could also draw Lian Xian, but it would cost him more.

393 years.

That creepy guy is looking for me, he's throwing sticky stuff, embers, and graves into my home world, testing me, trying to catch me.

I shouldn't have taken them both to that weird world.
That terrifying existence did not choose to become an immortal, but instead controlled the immortals, surrounded them outside Jiuzhou, and secretly plotted against the immortals who came to Jiuzhou, painting them and expanding his team of painters.

The moment we are exposed we are doomed to die.

Because before us, other traveling immortals had already been ambushed and became part of his power.

487 years.

A young fairy walked out of my hometown and beyond the world. "Mu Qianxun" was waiting for him and leading him as always with a smile.

I can only hide in the dark and watch my "fake person" lead the young immortals in my hometown to expand my own power.

1075 years.

They already have seven.

Not only our world, but also the world camps around Jiuzhou, forming immortal groups, are all secretly controlled by him. He, a mortal, has already mastered several miners' teams in the lofty immortal world.

Who would have thought.

It started with a mortal who had not become an immortal secretly attacking an immortal who traveled to their world at some point.

Then use crazy snowballing, fairy sneak attacks to defeat the fairies, substitutions, painting, and secret plots. Eventually, you control a group of fairies?

But he still didn't become an immortal.

I seemed to sense some far-reaching calculation, some layout, some ancient, indescribable plan on his part.

I could sense that he didn't want to be a miner.

And I can only rely on a substitute to escape death and hide in the dark.

Believe it or not, I will record everything in the form of a diary. My heart is covered with the dust of despair and pain.

I'm almost sure.

We are facing the greatest, most terrifying, most sinister disaster ever encountered, something older, more terrifying, and beyond human cognition.

The disaster of false humans and the disaster of embers were restricted by Him to Kyushu, but sooner or later they would spread to the entire world and even take over the miners in the sky.

He is not satisfied with mining, He is planning.

I have to observe secretly and collect more data.

I will avenge them, I will avenge them.
Thousand Eyes 1187 million years.

There were actually three people who became immortals this time.

The young people in my hometown have finally walked out of the system that I dreamed of back then, and they are not geniuses who have two disasters and one difficulty, but three disasters and two difficulties.

Three major systems of practitioners.
This is unprecedented genius!
Even in the limited history of the fairy world that I know of, this super genius has never appeared!
Our cultivation has finally blossomed.

And that genius named Ye Di actually created an unprecedented Taoist system.

But that genius no longer belongs to us.

And according to what they said, that guy sent another "Emperor Changjin" into my world, trying to test me and find my location.

It's over, it's over.

I have already thought about the three new fairies who will be guided, fooled, calculated by "Mu Qianxun", serve him, work for him, and be painted by him.

He had already formed a series of scam processes, using "painted people" to replace us and guide the young immortals who ascended from the surrounding worlds.

I don't even dare to go to the sacrifice world to seek help from the powerful.

Because he controls the immortal groups in each world, there are seven in our world alone.

I'm afraid he has already achieved a certain status and height in the fairy world, and he slandered me and issued a wanted order for me.

He is fighting against the immortals in the body of a mortal.

I call this weird and mysterious guy who never shows up and never ascends to heaven: Earth Immortal.

——He was staring at me, searching for me.

I simply don't have the ability to contact higher beings above the miners, and I can't inform on them at all.

Kyushu, this terrible world, is sticky, evil, filthy, and disgusting, and is beyond the understanding and cognition of mankind's entire long history.

I can only try my best to live.

I recalled 392 million years ago, when the three of us were on a fairy boat anchored in the Kyushu world. We laughed and talked happily, pointing at the ashes of the dead and sighing:
"Look, the ancestors in the tombs will crawl out."

"Hahaha, did you see those people? They seem to have been possessed by some parasites. Their faces are so stiff and creepy."

I still regret it every moment.

If only we had turned back.

(End of this chapter)