The second test came without a sound.
While Fang Ning was still closing his eyes in concentration, digesting the enlightenment he had just gained, the scenery around him suddenly changed.
He appeared in a living room, and the smell of blood assaulted his nostrils.
Apart from that, there was also an indescribably familiar scent.
A chilly wind blew in the surroundings, whispering and crying. This, this was the standard beginning of a horror movie …
"Sir, can't you be a little more creative? It's actually quite boring to just be scary. "Fang Ning was speechless as he turned into a gust of wind.
However, this time, it was useless. A cold wind blew past, and he died …
"…" Fang Ning felt like crying.
"Why did I die so carelessly this time?"
The System still did not answer. Sure enough, it had done its homework.
Fang Ning suddenly felt a little scared. He already understood that this returning enemy was not someone that he could defeat just by merging with the Dao of Nature.
This was because ghosts and monsters were unreasonable when they killed people!
His understanding of the Heavenly Dao was still very shallow. He was still far from mastering those strange and mysterious things.
What he was familiar with was naturally the materialistic education he had received since he was young. Everything existed objectively, and the objective determined the subjective.
Ghosts and monsters? In the past, they didn't exist. They were all deceiving things.
If he could completely transform into the Heavenly Axiom and understand all the changes in the Heavenly Axiom, he naturally wouldn't be hurt by mere ghosts.
However, his understanding was only superficial, and he could only fight against enemies with physical attacks, such as venomous snakes and ferocious beasts, machine guns, cannons, and atomic bombs.
"System, you really know how to have fun. I'm impressed." Fang Ning said weakly.
Once upon a time, as long as he said a few words, he would be able to trick the System into doing manual labor for free. Gone forever …
Was this the distortion of human nature, or the corruption of the system? Fang Ning felt that it should be the latter.
Fang Ning was resurrected in this old house.
He looked around and saw that this was the most ordinary rental apartment. It was originally a two-bedroom apartment, but it was divided into five rooms for rent.
The doors of all five rooms were tightly shut. Fang Ning was alone in the small living room.
Four of the doors were stained with blood. Only one room had a clean door.
"No way! Do you want me to decrypt it in a secret room? "Fang Ning felt a headache coming on.
He had relied on the strategy to pass the decryption game …
Things like killing the rabbit, escaping from the secret room, and so on.
"System, say something, which room can I enter?" Fang Ning pleaded.
There was no response. Then, a gust of cold wind appeared, and Fang Ning died again.
"…"
He had been killed twice without even realizing it. Although it was not as bad as the last time when he was poisoned, Fang Ning still felt a little out of his wits, and his heart felt weak. This feeling was similar to when he had just finished watching a horror movie in university and went to the public toilet alone …
Needless to say, Sir System really had a good grasp of the situation. The confidence that he had just gained from defeating Venomous Snake vanished in an instant.
After all, it was a rogue that always peeped into his thoughts. It knew exactly what he was afraid of, Fang Ning thought helplessly.
The third time he resurrected, he was in the living room. Fang Ning did not dare to move around, nor did he dare to yell at Sir System for cheating.
He observed carefully. Apart from the blood stain on the door, there was a shelf for shoes on the left side of the living room door.
When Fang Ning was renting a house, he would never put his shoes in that area …
On that rack, there were five pairs of shoes of different sizes and appearances. It was easy to tell that three pairs of sports shoes of different sizes were for men, and two pairs of high heels of different heights were for women.
Obviously, these were shoes for five people.
Fang Ning noticed this because the shoes were stained with blood …
This was a problem. Only the murderer would have the time and effort to rearrange the blood-stained shoes on the shoe rack.
The victim or the fugitive would not have the time to arrange the shoes.
In other words, five people died?
There were five rooms, but there might not be only five people living in them. It was common for couples to share a cubicle.
'What a headache …' As Fang Ning analyzed this, he suddenly had a headache.
Sir System did not give any hints. It was obvious that it wanted to solve this secret room ghost murder case.
However, looking at this situation, to solve it, one would have to die countless times and reload N times before they could pass.
Fang Ning had rich experience playing games. For this type of decryption game, his method was to load the file. He had never chosen the right one in one go.
Once upon a time, he was a detective for a while, so he had some experience.
However, as Sir System became stronger and the System Map became more and more powerful, detectives were no longer of much use. They could just hack and farm monsters. He was too lazy to play detective games anymore …
As he thought of this, Fang Ning faintly realized something.
Using force to break through tricks was the way to go.
During World War II, a certain country came up with all kinds of strategies, including surprise attacks and divine winds, but they were still transcended by the two eggs …
"Hey, Mr. Rich Boss, you may be lazy, but you still have a brain, right?" Sir System suddenly spoke.
Fang Ning immediately knew that his train of thought was correct. Although this idiot did not speak, it was still peeking at his thoughts.
It could not be helped. His body had been seized by it for almost three years. It probably knew the structure of his brain very well, so it was easy to decipher some of his thoughts.
"Hmph, do you think I'm a fool?" Fang Ning said proudly.
Then, a gust of cold wind appeared, and he died again …
"Hahaha, you forgot again that you can't speak casually here. Once you speak, you might trigger the killer curse." Sir System gloated.
'F * ck, you idiot, you tricked me on purpose.'
Fang Ning thought fiercely and thought of a hundred and eight ways to ravage Sir System in his mind.
"No matter what you think, it's useless. I'll never transform. I'm just an aggregation of the Maxim, formless and intangible. It's just a concept. What can you do to me?" Sir System said proudly.
'Damn it.' Fang Ning was helpless and could only ignore it.
The problem now was how to make himself have the power to suppress the killer curse in this haunted house!
'I'm a Lake-level powerhouse!'
Fang Ning thought of this and his body shook, emitting a domineering aura.
Then, a gust of cold wind blew, and he died again …
"Hahaha, it's useless if you only know how to show off! Only true power can pass. "Sir System sneered.
'True power?'
Fang Ning thought about it in his mind and immediately understood Sir System's intention. It wanted him to not be a salted fish, but to master the use of power.
He thought about it, 'What do I know?
Uh, I don't seem to know anything … '
'No, I can still chant scriptures.'
"At least you have some self-awareness. You're usually too lazy to cultivate, and now you don't even have a fighting skill." Sir System said disdainfully.
"You're slandering me again. I've already thought of it!" Fang Ning said proudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the cold wind blew again.
"Transform!"
A joke flashed through his mind. 'When you fall off a cliff, what's the last thing you want to say?'
'A god only said those two words …'
However, that was just a fantasy after all. Fang Ning was real and could actually do it! This was the difference!
In the next moment, a yellow light flashed, and he turned into an ancient stone tablet.
The cold wind blew, but the stone tablet did not budge. The golden light shone brightly, and the entire dilapidated house exploded with a "bang".
Where was the slightest bit of evil? Where was the cold wind, the ghostly wails, and the wolf howls?
Everything was in broad daylight! Invulnerable!
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