Quick Wear: Welcome to the Crazy Scene

In the winter of 2016, the spirit energy revived, hundreds of demons invaded, and every survivor began to grow a Horcrux.

The Horcrux is rooted in one's mind and nature, and takes life experiences as its soul. Only by successfully refining it can one obtain the basics for survival in the era of the invasion of hundreds of ghosts.

Who can refine the most powerful Horcrux?

Therefore, the upper class targeted the hard-working yet suffering lowest class, because they had the simplest hearts and the most twisted predicaments.

At the beginning, the upper echelons recruited this group of people as thugs and bodyguards, and respected them as heroes.

Until later, the upper echelons accidentally discovered that Horcruxes could be taken away.

Thus, they became producers of Horcruxes that could be bought, sold, and kept in captivity.

Zhao You's life was not one of suffering, but he was ruthless and had successfully sacrificed and refined a C-class Horcrux, giving him the ability to protect himself.

Until one day, he accidentally discovered that the woman he had sold to Yanzhi had awakened an S-class Horcrux, successfully counterattacked and killed all the intercepting bosses, and her reputation spread across the world.

He was heartbroken and regretted his past with that woman.

He even remembered the woman's name. If she wasn't so young and in urgent need of money, he would have kept her by his side as his wife!

Zhao You then breathed a lump in his throat and fainted.

When he opened his eyes again, Zhao You found himself back in time when the ghosts had not yet invaded!

At the same time, he also bound the incubation system, and all the Horcruxes born in his mental hospital belonged to him!

So Zhao You, who was ambitious, went straight to Xiaomei, kidnapped her from the clothing store, and forcibly locked her up in a mental hospital, trying to take Xiaomei's S-level Horcrux for himself.

This is how Shen Jin saw the world collapsing at the beginning.

Ling Luo Sword is Xiaomei's S-level soul weapon, and it is also the only weapon currently rated as a divine weapon.

Xiaomei resisted desperately, and Ling Luojian naturally swore to die with his master. So, each of them, with their sword, directly destroyed the system and disappeared.

Zhao You, the chosen son, not only failed to obtain the magic weapon, but even his golden finger exploded, and he died on the first night of the invasion of hundreds of ghosts.

Xiaomei stood in mid-air.

Beneath his feet was the surging river, while overhead was the emerald-yellow sun. After Ling Luo unsheathed his sword, the space here was on the verge of collapse.

Zhao You finally revealed his true form. He bore only a passing resemblance to the burly, broad-shouldered man Xiaomei remembered. The long "incubation" period had not only tortured Xiaomei but had also effectively trapped Zhao You. His face was the pale, unkempt look of years spent in the dark, his bangs completely obscuring his eyes.

He doesn't look like a gangster demanding protection money, but rather a gloomy, skinny otaku.

This sense of déjà vu reached its peak when Zhao You summoned the "figure" he had fabricated.

The Ling Luo Sword had returned to Xiaomei's hands, no longer the earth-shattering power it had when it first appeared, seemingly ready to split the sky in two. The divine treasure was inherently obscure, its extraordinary power only revealed in the occasional surge of murderous intent.

"Although things are different from what we expected, congratulations, my love, you have successfully awakened the Lingluo Sword."

According to the incubation system regulations, all Horcruxes incubated in his mental hospital belonged to him. In this case, he had no choice but to generously forgive Ling Luojian's mischief and ask its original owner, Xiaomei, for compensation for the damage caused by the mental hospital being split open.

"Now, give it to me."

Zhao You couldn't help but open his arms, as if embracing a bright future. With such a divine tool, such a system, and the memories of the reborn prophet, he was destined to become the sole ruler of this world.

Just silence, no one responded.

It was quite normal when you thought about it. The porcelain dolls had long been stripped of their self-awareness, not to mention Xiaomei. Shen Jin almost couldn't help laughing, and now he was still eating melons in the corner.

She also commented on this lucky boy: "You are blinded by greed. How could you choose someone like this?"

Shen Jin had forcibly invited the world consciousness of this world to the first scene of the melon-eating, so that it could reflect on its own mistakes. If it could correct itself and change the protagonist, it would be fine. If it didn't want to, she would have to use her mouth more.

The world consciousness could not move. A small ball of light flashed red light and was imprisoned in the distance, unable to move.

Shen Jin smiled with his eyes curved: "Look, you are angry too, right?"

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance. It's mainly because Zhao You is too stupid. Look at the other one in front of you, a ready-made protagonist template. Zhao You, who is beautiful, strong and miserable and beats you in all aspects." Shen Jin sneered, "I don't know what some people are insisting on. Do they really have to wait until Zhao You's soul is gone before they face reality?"

......

"Don't forget your mission!"

The World Consciousness finally burst into a rage. He was simply enraged by this tasker. Who was this person? How dare they capture him? Of course! Of course, he was captured. He was completely defeated!

"Aren't you afraid that I will complain to you?"

"Ah."

Shen Jin rolled his eyes.

Below, with one person and one ball, the battle between Xiaomei and Zhao You continues.

Seeing that Xiaomei did not hand him the Lingluo Sword as expected, Zhao You finally felt a little panicked.

Xiaomei stepped forward and spoke calmly, "What makes you think I would hand over the Ling Luo Sword to you?"

"Just because!"

The voice stopped abruptly, and Zhao You changed the subject: "Because I am better than you!"

"Then let's see who is stronger."

Xiaomei's eyes flashed with fighting spirit, and Ling Luo's sword also shone brightly, eager to fight. So Xiaomei rushed into the army of porcelain dolls with sword in hand, and her target was Zhao You, who was surrounded in the center.

She didn't know where her swordsmanship came from, but when she grasped the Ling Luo Sword, she felt a sense of déjà vu. It was as if the same energy had once guided her, teaching her how to wield the sword.

The ball was quiet for a moment, then became angry again: "You cheated!"

How could Shen Jin possibly admit this? "She is obviously gifted and self-taught. Other worlds are eagerly seeking the pillars of the world, but here she is forced to be cannon fodder. Should I call you stupid or not?"

The world consciousness finally compromised, for no other reason than that Zhao You was beaten to death.

Without Ling Luo Sword, Zhao You died on the first night of the invasion of the Hundred Ghosts. Zhao You tried to plunder Ling Luo Sword, but Ling Luo Sword chopped off his head.

The broken body tried to escape, but was trapped by his army of porcelain dolls.

The porcelain puppets, out of control, aimed their weapons at the culprit. Xiaomei only needed to hold the sword and watch the porcelain puppets tear Zhao You into pieces.

Amidst the mottled dust and rising blood beads, a ball of orange-yellow light flew straight out and headed towards Xiaomei's eyebrows.

It said: "Dear Savior, I have finally waited for you."

This voice was extremely familiar, like the sound of the days and nights in the ward, which completely imprisoned her in the small room.

Her "mother", her "safe house", her "sixth sense".

"is it?"

Xiaomei asked back, a smile suddenly spreading across her lips. She remembered another voice, the one that repeatedly returned the pencil to her palm.

she says:

"When you need God the most, He never comes. Therefore, there is no need to pay attention to God's whispers."

"When you miss your mother the most, she pushes you away. So, there is no need to miss your mother's embrace."

Xiaomei suddenly laughed out loud, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.

"die!"

Then, Ling Luojian completely chopped the orange-yellow light ball into pieces.