Evil As Humans Ch72

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

Chapter 72: The First Shot

Guo Wei’s appearance completely disrupted everyone’s plans.

Last night, Unit 9 searched the entire campus all night, keeping the locations of the buildings firmly in mind. Out of caution, they didn’t immediately attack the locked buildings.

As the sky lit up, the chains on the buildings disappeared one by one.

After a short break, everyone ate breakfast and walked around the campus again—they planned to investigate the interior of the building during the day and find the campus radio station where Guo Wei was located.

The campus wasn’t large, so a day was enough.

Who would have thought that Guo Wei was carrying two steam buns like that and throwing himself into the net?

Guo Wei wasn’t tall and was quite thin; he looked kind of malnourished. He was hunched over, making his already hypertrophic school uniform look even more baggy. There was a faint hint of a cheap toothpaste smell coming from him.

From time to time, the students would pass by him, and several would nod to him. However, Guo Wei firmly kept his head down and clutched the bag holding his steam buns, trying to be as inconspicuous as possible.

Yin Ren rushed forward like an arrow and stepped in front of Guo Wei to stop him. “Classmate, wait!”

Guo Wei almost bumped into Yin Ren head-on. Finding someone was blocking him, he stopped in his tracks, and raised his eyes in confusion. “Are you looking for me?”

Seeing Yin Ren’s beautiful face was a bit off-putting that it made Guo Wei freeze for a moment.

Yin Ren took the opportunity to scan the other person from top to bottom.

Guo Wei had large scars on his forehead and chin, and there were typical burns and bruises that were hidden in inconspicuous places. He was used to hanging his head, which made it difficult to detect.

His complexion was dark, and his long hair was mixed with sporadic gray, making him look older than his actual age. With those sunken eyes always looking at the ground, it made Guo Wei look shrunken and sloppy.

However, his school uniform was extremely clean, and there were no traces of stains.

“I’m a family member of the new teacher, and I have something urgent, so I need to leave.” Yin Ren smiled gently. “I forgot where the gate is. Can you help show me the way?”

The remaining three people: “……”

Guo Wei’s expression finally moved. He looked around at the campus as if he heard bullshit, then looked at Yin Ren in shock.

“I have a problem, so I tend to forget things easily.” Yin Ren continued to cajole the young dead person. “Won’t you help me out?”

“No, we can’t leave here.” Guo Wei shook his head firmly. “This is the school’s rule.”

“Then forget it.” Yin Ren quickly pivoted. “Do you know where the campus radio station is? I’ll do a broadcast to find my lover.”

“Our school doesn’t have a campus radio station,” Guo Wei replied honestly as his eyes stared at his feet. “The broadcasts are all recorded and played directly. Usually, we use the loudspeakers to talk about things… If you want to find someone, it’s better to ask a teacher.”

“I see.”

“Is there anything else? If not, I’ll go first. My early self-study is about to begin.” Guo Wei continued staring at his feet, trying not to look at the snack bag Yin Ren was carrying.

“No, thank you.” Yin Ren took out a pack of fish chips and a pack of jerky. “Here, take them.”

“I don’t…”

“Thank you for telling me this. Just take it and share it with your friends.” Yin Ren’s smile remained motionless.

“Thank you.” Guo Wei’s voice was as tiny as a gnat. He cherishingly took the two bags of snacks and held them in his hand embarrassedly. “Then, uh, goodbye, teacher.”

He raised his head again and looked at Yin Ren carefully with a faint trace of gratitude on his face.

Among the students with blurred faces, this person’s characteristics stood out.

“He’s not a human.” Huang Jin had already developed a certain conditioned reflex. “He’s not the one from the radio station. This person is no different from the other students.”

It was just some kind of “set” that was extremely real and interactive.

“I think so too.” Yin Ren watched Guo Wei’s figure leave. “He has no impression of us and doesn’t look like he’s acting. How should I put this? This kid is too different from the one on the radio station.”

The student Guo Wei looked introverted and didn’t have any resentment or malice like the Guo Wei that was broadcasting.

Ge Tingting bit her lips as the electronic audio sounded. “What should we do now?”

She asked the common question that was in the hearts of the four of them.

The location of the broadcast Guo Wei needed to be found, and the interior buildings had to be checked. The “fresh Guo Wei” under their nose also couldn’t be discarded either. They had limited time, and no one knew what “four chances” meant.

But there was more evil on the other side, and being separated was tantamount to taking a big risk. Since they lost contact with Lu Xiaohe, all their remote communication methods had been invalidated, and they couldn’t even use WeChat to communicate.

Seeing Guo Wei walk further away, Yin Ren crumpled the empty snack bag into a ball and threw it into a trash can.

“Act separately.” He spread out his ponytail and neatly tore off a strand of long hair. “The three of you, put out your hands.”

Ge Tingting, Huang Jin: “?”

“Put this around your wrist. I can sense your location and basic situation from it.” Yin Ren quickly divided the hair into three bunches.

In a sense, this could be regarded as another kind of “traveling together”. He only had to deal with his companions’ memories after that, which wasn’t a big deal because he could just place the blame on Guo Wei’s head, Yin Ren thought deeply.

Huang Jin’s hesitant expression became even more obvious. He suspiciously accepted the hair and gently wrapped it around his wrist.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but Huang Jing felt that the hair had adjusted its position on his wrist.

The strand of hair seemed truncated, but the broken surface was close to a thin silk that connected straight to Yin Ren’s head. It vividly interpreted the fibers that still hold a broken lotus root together*, and on it the mosaic thinking didn’t stop flowing.

*(藕断丝连) Idiom referring to a broken relationship that’s still connected. It refers to the unbreakable love between people from Tang Mengjiao’s poem “Going to Wife”. || In this context, it has a double meaning. The hair is like the strands of a lotus root’s fiber when broken off that are still clinging on, and it also metaphorically represents the connection the four of them still have because of Yin Ren’s hair (fibers of the lotus root).

Huang Jin averted his gaze and decided not to delve further. Ge Tingting didn’t show any doubt as she silently tied the hair around her wrist and nodded.

“Huang Jin and Ge Tingting, you two implement the original plan and try to find the broadcasting room while investigating the inside of the buildings. The authority of ‘faculty’ and ‘student’ isn’t small, so you won’t be stopped like Yin Ren.”

Zhong Chengshuo stuffed the hair into his pocket without tying it to his wrist.

“Yin Ren and I will follow Guo Wei. At four in the afternoon, we’ll meet in front of the classroom that Guo Wei was in before his death. It’s in the main teaching building.”

Huang Jin’s expression froze for a moment. “Isn’t this wrong?”

At a time like this, the two big monsters were still acting together. No matter how he looked at it, the distribution of strength was uneven.

Zhong Chengshuo glanced at him but didn’t lower his voice. “Based on the comprehensive evaluation of strength, occupation category, and campus familiarity, assuming that Miss Ge has metaphysical combat power, it may be more appropriate for me to pair with Miss Ge and you with Yin Ren.”

“But here, Miss Ge has no combat ability, and I don’t have a suitable weapon. Once she’s attacked by the metaphysics, it will be difficult for me to properly rescue her.”

Zhong Chengshuo’s expression was calm and direct. Ge Tingting was silent, and her face turned a little pale.

“Indeed, Huang Jin can see my thoughts, so it’s easier for us to communicate.” After a while, the synthetic voice sounded. “We have limited time. Let’s go, Huang Jin.”

She smiled a little reluctantly.

Yin Ren’s hair gradually lengthened as they left. It was as thin as spider silk, as if it were a thread attached to a hero after he entered a maze. However, Yin Ren looked at Ge Tingting’s back with some worry and held back his consolation.

In Bai Yongji’s case, Ge Tingting used her special ability to fully support them. In this case, her special abilities wouldn’t play much of a role.

She knew this better than anyone else.


At four in the afternoon, outside the sophomore classroom, Zhong Chengshuo and Yin Ren were pasted close to the door together, waiting to meet with their teammates.

The main teaching building was the tallest building on the entire campus. Through the windows of the corridor, the campus outside had already alternated between day and night at least four times. The “monster siege” rotated with the time, which made Yin Ren vigilant.

Yin Ren was responsible for guarding the surroundings, while Zhong Chengshuo was incarnated as a stone gate. He seemed to be stuck in the front of the back door window. Behind the thin lenses, his eyes stared straight into the classroom.

Even though Yin Ren had never studied, he couldn’t help but find this scene weird and creepy.

The good news was that, so far, the environment wasn’t as dangerous as they thought. Most of the day passed, and there was no strange warning that came from Yin Ren’s hair.

The bad news was that the daytime here was quite dull.

It was like an ordinary day on an ordinary campus. White clouds floated over the false blue sky, and the continuous chirping of cicadas was intertwined with sporadic birdsongs. The pomegranates in the flower bed were in full bloom, covering the branches with orange-red flowers.

The sun moved slowly across the small piece of sky, making the shadows of the building slowly rotate.

At 4:50, Unit 9 converged again. Except for the exhaustion in their eyes, everyone’s body was clean, without any traces of fighting.

“We have traversed all the buildings and investigated the clinic and cafeteria,” Huang Jin said with some helplessness. “Some areas of the library, labs, and cafeteria are blurry. The senior teaching building, women’s bathroom, and girls’ dorms can’t be entered.”

Even if Ge Tingting, a “female student”, tried to enter, she would be stopped by the doorman under various excuses.

“How about your side?” After Huang Jin reported the situation, Ge Tingting took the initiative to ask. Her expression was serious, but they couldn’t sense any emotion in her synthetic voice.

Yin Ren covered his chest and sighed.

Guo Wei walked into the classroom at 7:30 and never came out again.

None of the imagined collisions, battles, or rescues with Zhong Chengshuo had happened. Looking from the back door window, Guo Wei was either listening attentively in class or reading during the breaks. At most, he would look out the window.

Guo Wei didn’t even go to lunch during the lunch break. He ate his two steamed buns with hot water; one was for breakfast and the other was his lunch. He didn’t touch any of the snacks Yin Ren had given him, but carefully put them in his backpack.

Ordinary student, ordinary behavior.

…But this was undoubtedly the center of the entire campus.

With Guo Wei as the center, the closer they got to him, the clearer the faces of the surrounding students became. It could be as big as the details of the backpack, or as small as the scratches on the desk and the dust on the windowsill; this place was no different from the real world.

The teacher behind the podium also looked like a living person.

At the moment, he was in math class. The math teacher looked to be in her early forties and had a shrill voice. They could even see the gray in her curly hair, the paleness of her cyan brows, and the black moles on the tip of her nose.

“Guo Wei, I have told you a hundred times.”

She knocked on Guo Wei’s table twice, grabbed his hand, and shook it.

“What the hell is with your writing? Can anyone understand this? It’s not uncommon for people to read papers for college entrance exams. This kind of work deserves a zero.”

There were a few chuckles in the classroom. The girl sitting next to Guo Wei turned her head to look at him. The latter just buried his head deeper; his ears and neck became a little red.

Yin Ren didn’t know how Guo Wei’s math scores were, but he remembered Guo Wei’s math teacher.

Lei Xiurong, 43 years old, taught math at No. 16 High School for 20 years.

“Copy it again. Tomorrow, I’ll check it separately. The next time you write like this, I’ll deduct ten points from your paper.” Lei Xiurong spoke loudly. “I don’t believe I can’t fix this stinky problem of yours.”

Guo Wei responded with an “Nn” in a low voice and quietly glanced at the girl at the next table. Unfortunately, the girl had already retracted her gaze and was seriously reading a wrong question. The male student behind him poked him in the back. “Looking at Li Xiaoya again? Be careful that the old witch doesn’t find out.”

Guo Wei shrank his shoulders and his whole face flushed. “I wasn’t looking.”

The boy smiled and covered his face with a textbook. “I have two copybooks that I’m too lazy to practice. Why don’t you take them? Just lend me your chemistry notes later.”

“…Ah, okay.” Guo Wei rubbed his ears and began to rewrite his homework one stroke at a time.

At this time, Lei Xiurong had just returned to the podium. She exhaled and fiddled with her curly hair. “There’s a small quiz for self-study tonight…”

The class continued as the two groups swapped. This time, Ge Tingting and Huang Jin monitored the class while Zhong Chengshuo and Yin Ren patrolled the campus, looking for any signs of the broadcast Guo Wei.

Soon it was dinner time.

Guo Wei didn’t eat dinner. He took out a washbasin from the dorm and went to the bathhouse alone to shower. Other than that, he didn’t do anything special.

His three clear-faced roommates hooked shoulders as they carried a bag of lo mein and returned to the dorms while talking and laughing.

At the same time, Yin Ren’s hair sneaked into the cracks of the bricks and quickly flowed throughout the campus. Unfortunately, they still didn’t return any suspicious fluctuations in power. Whether it was the “broadcast Guo Wei” or the “cause of Guo Laifu’s illness”, it seemed both had completely evaporated from this campus.


In the blink of an eye, it became dark.

At 9:30 p.m., the lights around the campus went out, and the iron chains appeared on all the buildings. A mediocre day had passed. Despite the peaceful atmosphere, it was enough to make them anxious.

Everyone ate a bit and then went back outdoors. There were less than three hours left until midnight.

Ge Tingting’s breathing was a little short. Huang Jin squeezed his spirit weapon until it clicked and would look at Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo from time to time.

“Didn’t that bastard tell us to leave the school?” Huang Jin kicked a trashcan nearby irritably. “At least have some weird things come out. Where can we find any clues if everything is so normal?”

“Don’t worry. We haven’t reached the end of the road yet.”

In order to prevent the “failure punishment” from suddenly falling from the sky, Yin Ren’s gaze swept across the playground from time to time. He began to calculate where protective spells would be best placed. There was no power without reason in this world. Even if the other party’s ability was strange, it wasn’t stronger than an Evil Spirit.

He already had some ideas, but unfortunately, if he could understand the nature of his opponent’s abilities…

“Actually, we got a good harvest today,” Zhong Chengshuo suddenly said. Despite holding a bag of spirit bombs, his tone was extremely calm. Huang Jin had to admit that though this person’s tone was sometimes irritating, when the situation was chaotic, it was inexplicably reassuring.

“Would you like to accompany me to do an experiment? I have an idea that needs to be verified,” Comrade Xiao Zhong asked seriously.

Three minutes later, everyone stopped in front of the senior teaching building.

It was an old independent building that was even older than the main teaching building. The gates were chained, and the glass doors were pitch black. It was one of the “inaccessible” areas on the campus.

Yin Ren hugged his arms. “Do you want to force your way in?”

“Not really.” Zhong Chengshuo tilted his head slightly. “I want to blow it up.”

Yin Ren: “……”

Yin Ren: “…What?!”

“It’s too slow for me to set up the bombs by myself. You guys help me put them in designated places.” Zhong Chengshuo pushed up his glasses, not feeling any kind of emotion with what he just said. “It’s getting dark outside the campus. We must hurry. I’ll explain later.”

Although Lord Ghost King was confused, he obediently followed as instructed.

After arranging the spirit bombs, Zhong Chengshuo went straight to the gate of the campus. The scrapped sliding door was still there. Seeing them approach, the old doorman narrowed his eyes, which were full of vigilance.

The barrier was still there.

The night outside the school quickly fell, and the tide of monsters came in, sticking themselves to the barrier again.

“Five, four…”

With his back to the countless monsters outside the gate, Zhong Chengshuo looked down at his phone screen.

“Three, two, one.”

The moment Zhong Chengshuo said the last number, a corner of the campus lit up with skyrocketing flames…

In a series of loud noises, the outline of a two-story building disappeared. It completely collapsed, and thick black smoke rose around it. The rest of the campus remained treacherously calm, without any response, as if the explosion that had occurred was in another time and space.

The last few wisps of smoke merged into the night, and the earth seemed to tremble.


Not far outside the gate, there was a very slight noise. Everyone immediately glanced around—somewhere near the sky, a tiny foot of a spider passed through the barrier. It moved around suspiciously. Like the last remaining hair on a bald man’s head, it was so conspicuous it was hard to ignore.

Perhaps they picked up on the aura within as the monsters surged in an instant.

“Actually, from the beginning, I was a little curious.”

Before the squirming monsters, Zhong Chengshuo’s voice was steady; there was no joy or anger in his black eyes.

“Ge Tingting was outside school, and there’s no accurate school name on her uniform, which meant Guo Laifu didn’t remember his son’s school name.”

“But here, ‘Guo Wei’ reported the name ‘Qingjiang No. 16 Middle School’ very accurately. This scene inside the campus is also too clear. If it weren’t for living here for a long time, there’s no way the memory would be so clear.”

“The closed senior teaching building, the girls’ dorms, and the women’s bathroom are all places that Guo Wei himself hasn’t touched. The blurred areas are places that students wouldn’t frequent—the closer they are to Guo Wei, whether it be people or scenery, the more realistic the details.”

Ge Tingting looked at the screen with difficulty, while Huang Jin still had a look of confusion.

Yin Ren reacted quickly. “These are all Guo Wei’s memories.”

“Yes,” Zhong Chengshuo responded, slightly raising the corner of his mouth. “That broadcast Guo Wei seems to be able to materialize his memory.”

“Suppose this school and these people are all materialized memories of ‘Guo Wei himself’. On a large scale, according to the law of their own development of the combination of memories, I think this can be considered a ‘consciousness’.”

The excitement in Zhong Chengshuo’s smile became more obvious.

“If the memory item is damaged by more than 50%, this memory will be ‘forgotten’ and memory loss can cause instability in the consciousness. It seems that this rule also applies to Guo Wei himself.”

Yin Ren hummed with interest.

Indeed, this theory could explain many problems.

For example, losing contact with Lu Xiaohe, or their inability to feel the existence of the broadcast Guo Wei, or the strange attack of unknown origin—if they were in Guo Wei’s consciousness, as the master of the consciousness, Guo Wei had a greater home-field advantage.

Huang Jin’s focus was elsewhere. He rubbed his face hard and said, “It’s not too late yet. Let’s make another big explosion here and escape quickly.”

“No,” Zhong Chengshuo withdrew his smile.

“Why? There are less than two hours left!”

“Because there are not enough clues.” This time, it was Yin Ren who answered. He looked at Zhong Chengshuo with a bit of solemnity in his eyes. “Zhong Chengshuo, you blew up the most irrelevant memory to test this point, right?”

Why did Guo Wei die with his consciousness still intact but there was no ghost?

Why did he trap them in his own consciousness and force them to play this ridiculous game?

…Could they really safely escape if they were still inside this consciousness, and it completely collapsed?

Huang Jin: “Or we can just blow things up one by one.”

“I can’t gamble on everyone’s life.” Zhong Chengshuo took out his headset from his pocket and put it back on his ears. “If our judgment is wrong, we’ll all be annihilated.”

Huang Jin was silent.

“Are we going to wait and see how the so-called ‘four chances’ are consumed?” A moment later, Huang Jin spoke again with difficulty.

“This is the optimal choice.” Zhong Chengshuo sat on the blasted iron gate. His back was facing the bloody morning sun outside the campus.

“It’s okay. We can also see through his tricks.” Yin Ren wrapped the tips of his hair around his fingertips and looked at the dark campus. “The other party is just a child. Even if it’s a child corrupted by Evil Force, we have dealt with one in the past.”

“Don’t be afraid.” Yin Ren directed this to Ge Tingting.

However, Ge Tingting didn’t respond to him. She was looking at the receding monster outside the campus, unknown of what she was thinking.

Soon, the class bell rang at midnight—

“Welcome to Qingjiang No. 16 High School.” Guo Wei’s voice was as cold as usual. “Welcome to the last day of my life.”

“All of you did not successfully leave the school. Teachers, family members, faculty, and students, please choose one to exclude from the quota.”


The attack that everyone imagined didn’t come. A gun that was rough in shape fell from the void and quietly lay in front of the four of them.

“Play out your best memories and stay here.” The voice over the loudspeaker repeated. “Stay here.”

“Otherwise, all four of you will have to stay here.”

“Removing the best memories… It seems that it’s still the way to induce instability of the consciousness and cause a mental breakdown.”

Zhong Chengshuo picked up the gun and weighed it in his hand.

“I’ll do it.” Huang Jin sighed and stepped forward. “You said that our memories are just suppressed. As long as we can get out, Shian must have a way.”

“Yes.” A synthetic voice sounded.

Ge Tingting grabbed the gun. Her hands were slightly trembling, but her movements were firm.

“Huang Jin is a spirit smith and can continue to support you guys. If the three of you are still conscious, you’re most likely to escape.”

“Xiao Ge?!”

“In all aspects, this is the most optimal choice.” Ge Tingting didn’t let go of the gun.

“We may not be able to save you,” Zhong Chengshuo replied calmly.

“I’m not that weak.”

The soft synthetic voice echoed in the air. Ge Tingting turned her head sideways and glanced at Yin Ren.

“…I’m not that scared either.”

Before she finished her words, she acted.

Everything happened in an instant. Ge Tingting didn’t give them a chance to speak again. She grabbed Zhong Chengshuo’s hand and put the muzzle to her temple, then directly pulled the trigger.


The sound of a gunshot echoed, shattering the silence.

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Evil As Humans Ch71

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

Chapter 71: Four Erasers

Shian Campus.

Lu Xiaohe quickly tapped the keyboard. The air conditioning in the room was turned on, but sweat dripped from the tip of her nose and fell on the keyboard.

The signals of Unit 9 special investigation team had all disappeared at the same time.

This situation was unprecedented. Shian’s communication was based on Guo Laifu’s FM brainwaves. As long as Guo Laifu was still alive, the communication couldn’t be lost. Even if the people in Unit 9 forcibly committed suicide there, she would receive a very clear signal of death.

Was there a traitor?

No, there would always be a time difference when the monitoring equipment was removed. There was no sequence of abnormalities just now. The four people seemed to have sunk into the depths of a swamp at the same time without any ripples.

Abnormal band? Unknown interference?

Her gaze instantly swept across Guo Laifu’s rows of physiological data. Except for the occasional nightmarish mood swings, Guo Laifu’s brain didn’t have any changes.

Lu Xiaohe immediately connected to Hao Wenzhe, her immediate boss and Unit 1 rear commander in Shian.

Hao Wenzhe was a master programmer, specializing in artificial intelligence, and was one of the strongest science posts in Shian. He was currently serving as the rear commander of the Emergency Management Department. Between him and Professor Li, it was difficult to say which one was more difficult to communicate with.

“A major anomaly. We lost all communication signals in the Archive.” She didn’t use the internal communication software and instead called directly. “The four-person signal disappeared at the same time. Requesting emergency support.”

The man on the other side said, “Evil qi index? Traces of Evil Force?”

“All indices are normal. Only communication-related data suddenly dropped. The four of them didn’t differ in order. It’s suspected there’s an environmental impact.” Lu Xiaohe held her phone between her shoulder and head. Her fingers were jumping furiously on the keyboard. “I’m looking for more physiological indicators, but I still haven’t found a problem…”

Hao Wenzhe was silent for two seconds.

“Try wide-area FM,” he said. “If you need the support of my AI calculation, I’ll give you temporary permission.”

Lu Xiaohe’s fingers froze. “Wide-area FM? But…”

“Assuming there’s no problem with the communication equipment and there’s no abnormality in the brain itself, the most likely is the channel change.”

“But this is impossible,” Lu Xiaohe said in a daze.

Guo Laifu only had one brain. Even if he was schizophrenic or was possessed by a ghost, it stood to reason that it wouldn’t affect communication. Shian had never encountered such a precedent before, so “one brain, one channel” was described as the relevant iron rule.

“I don’t care if it’s impossible. I just gave the results.” Hao Wenzhe hummed perfunctorily. “Do you want my support or not?”

Without brainwave monitoring, finding an unknown channel was like finding a needle in a haystack. It was like asking a person to crack someone’s encrypted data, such as fingerprints or iris patterns, through the air, which was simply impossible with manpower.

But she didn’t have much choice.

Lu Xiaohe wiped the sweat from her face vigorously. “Yes!”

In less than half a minute, one of her screens went dark, and when it lit up again, there were countless rapidly flashing data points and waveforms on it.

Lu Xiaohe opened her handbag speechlessly and discharged two cans of energy drinks. After quickly downing a can, she exhaled fiercely and stared at the screen.

[Shian auxiliary computing system startup… loading…] An eye-catching dialogue box popped up on the screen.

[Permission has been confirmed. Hello, Lu Xiaohe. Cracking is about to begin. Please pay attention to the data changes and correct the calculation direction.]

[Cracking cannot be stopped after it’s initiated. Please make sure you are physically and mentally fit. Do you want to start now?]

Lu Xiaohe’s fingers paused for a moment on the enter key.

This thing was called a “brain juicer” by Shian internally. The operator had to concentrate throughout the process, monitoring every piece of feedback in the calculation and making decisions in real time. It was equivalent to a major operation with only one doctor. Once it began, there was no possibility of substitution.

She bit her lower lip and readjusted her breathing.

“Hello? Ah, mom.” After a while, Lu Xiaohe picked up her phone and dialed another number. “I’m going to be busy at work today, so I won’t go home for dinner.”

Lu Xiaohe’s tone was particularly brisk.

“Don’t wait up for me tonight… Mm, I’m spending the night at work. Don’t worry, I’m fine. I’m hanging up now.”

The phone touched the table with a soft clatter. The dialogue box waited quietly in front of her, and the word “start” was set with a blood red warning.

She tapped Enter.


“Welcome to Qingjiang No. 16 High School. Welcome to the last day of my life.”

Guo Wei’s voice floated in the dark.

“Teachers, family members, faculty, and students, you still have four chances left. Please work hard to leave the school.”

At the moment the broadcast sounded, the three people in the faculty dormitory were instantly awakened. Huang Jin grabbed the cloth bag next to the pillow, Ge Tingting listened with bated breath, and Zhong Chengshuo’s body was already in a fighting posture.

The next moment, a vision struck.

The noise from the loudspeaker disappeared, and the door of the faculty dorm shook, as if someone were unceremoniously slamming on it. However, Yin Ren didn’t feel any aura outside, and even a ghost in the normal sense didn’t exist there.

Amidst the banging on the door, Zhong Chengshuo’s voice was calm. “Who?”

The banging on the door suddenly stopped. For a while, the sound of a pin dropping could be heard.

Yin Ren shook his head slightly at Zhong Chengshuo and walked to the door. After the old-fashioned padlock was unlocked, Yin Ren cautiously cracked open the door.

Sure enough, there wasn’t anyone outside, but there was something on the ground…

Four erasers were neatly placed at the door. They were commonly used square erasers with “teacher”, “family member”, “faculty”, and “student” engraved on them. They were evenly spaced and stood at the door like four tombstones.

The moment he saw them, Yin Ren only felt a buzz in his head.

A bunch of fragmented pictures suddenly crashed into his mind.

It was past three in the afternoon. Finding that there was a communication problem with Lu Xiaohe, the four of them immediately tried to leave the campus. But just like the first time they tried to enter, they were firmly trapped in the school by an invisible barrier and were unable to move forward.

When it was four in the afternoon, after some discussion, the group decided to continue their search for the “cause”—if they found that they had lost each other, they would take action.

That weird Guo Wei wasn’t the target of their investigation.

After 5:00 p.m., the four of them decided to go to the faculty dorm to set up their stronghold when suddenly the world in front of Yin Ren was shattered.

As if pierced by an invisible bullet, something smashed into his temple and spewed out from the other side. A few erasers flew out and bounced on the slate floor a few times before rolling into the dirt.

Yin Ren looked at them in shock, intending to warn his companions. However, the moment he turned his gaze away, this thought instantly disappeared in his mind. He forgot everything about it and continued to stride leisurely towards the faculty dorm.

Seeing them again now, his memory instantly recovered.

Yin Ren reached for the four erasers. When he touched the one with “family member” written on it, it disappeared into thin air. The other three were in similar conditions.

The first time they saw these erasers, everyone immediately remembered the three hours they lost. When the erasers disappeared after being touched, their memories were restored.

All except for Zhong Chengshuo.

For the first time, this person resolutely refused to touch them. Zhong Chengshuo carefully put on gloves and only then proceeded to grab the eraser with “teacher” written on it.

This method of doing things was so weird that no one spoke. The atmosphere in the room was extremely gloomy, with only the sound of Zhong Chengshuo fiddling with the eraser left.

“This is… a warning?” Finally, Huang Jin spoke up with some difficulty.

Although he knew that Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo were powerful, his tone was still filled with worry. “I have never heard of this kind of attack.”

Ge Tingting’s expression was darkened, and she simply used text-to-speech. “I didn’t hear any strange noises at that time.”

“I’m sorry, vigilance was my main job.” She buried her head as she added this.

“It’s not your fault.” Yin Ren patted her on the shoulder. “’Guo Wei is showing us he has the ability to interfere with us. If he doesn’t do this, we may not play his escape game.”

If Ge Tingting could prevent this kind of trick, they wouldn’t be trapped here.

The situation wasn’t optimistic.

It was fine to lose irrelevant memories, but if important ones were taken away, it was enough to cause a huge mental shock. In this weird environment, being alone could daze people, and no one knew what the consequences of mental confusion would be.

Using Evil Force to overturn the chessboard would only be a last resort. Now the matter of the “cause” had to be put aside so they could deal with Guo Wei first.

Zhong Chengshuo hadn’t spoken this entire time. Yin Ren looked at the flattened eraser and found it difficult to say which one was more worried and helpless.

Encountering such a strange thing, there was no panic or fear on Zhong Chengshuo’s face. It would be better to say that he was in high spirits at the moment.

“This is a good opportunity to understand the capabilities of the other party. You have provided enough examples. I need to test more.”

As if feeling everyone’s scrutiny, Zhong Chengshuo explained while observing the eraser.

“Guo Wei can materialize our memories by some means. When we look at an object, our memories will be restored. After we look away, the relevant memory will disappear.”

Comrade Xiao Zhong happily continued, “Huang Jin, can you see thoughts on this thing?”

“No, it’s no different from the other things in here.” Huang Jin hesitated to speak but considering the other party’s status as “King Yama”, he answered honestly.

“Very good.” Zhong Chengshuo took out a small knife and pointed the blade straight at the “teacher” eraser.

Before Yin Ren consciously moved, his body was grabbed by Zhong Chengshuo, and his movements were full of warning.

“It’s okay,” Zhong Chengshuo said firmly. “Someone has to try, and the science post is the least susceptible.”

Those dark eyes quietly turned to Yin Ren as Zhong Chengshuo gently mouthed:

[I believe in you.]

Yin Ren was anxious upon seeing Zhong Chengshuo’s face. However, he had to admit that this person’s attempt was indeed necessary. Facing Guo Wei, they were lacking too much information.

Lord Ghost King bitterly let go of Zhong Chengshuo’s hand. “Okay, you can cut it.”

Wasn’t it just protecting this guy? He was used to this kind of thing.

The scene a few hours ago was replayed. Yin Ren struggled to get rid of his impression of Zhong Chengshuo fighting monsters. He clenched his hand and decided that if something went wrong, he would blow away the eraser.

Zhong Chengshuo cut the eraser carefully. The slices he made were so thin they looked like cicadas’ wings. Every time he cut a bit, Zhong Chengshuo would stop and take a closer look at the eraser, while Yin Ren would take a closer look at his partner.

“The item is missing more than 50%, and observation will not evoke memory… but it can be put back together.”

Half an hour later, Zhong Chengshuo took off his gloves.

“This situation is more like ‘repressing memories’ than ‘physically taking away memories’. Well, it’s a bit close to hypnosis or subconscious suggestion, so it’s no wonder it can affect me.”

After confirming Zhong Chengshuo was fine, Yin Ren breathed a sigh of relief.

“Then there’s only one question left.”

Yin Ren withdrew his hand that was resting on Zhong Chengshuo’s forehead to check his temperature as he spoke in an unhappy tone. “What does ‘Guo Wei’ want to do?”

“We don’t have enough clues.” Zhong Chengshuo took off his nightcap, dipped a towel in cold water, and wiped his face vigorously. “Let’s go out and have a look first.”

Before he finished speaking, Ge Tingting grabbed his sleeves.

The girl shook her head slowly and pointed in the direction of the window while she quickly typed with one hand.

“There’s a sound.” The synthetic voice sounded. “There’s a loud sound outside the window.”

Zhong Chengshuo was slightly startled. When he opened the curtains…

Seeing the scene outside, the four of them fell into silence in unison.

The streetlights outside the school were on, and it no longer looked like ink. The streets were empty, and there were no phantoms of students. The sky was normal, maintaining the darkness of night.

However, this normalcy was limited to the campus.

The faculty dorm was diagonally facing the gate, and the scene outside the gate was like hell.

In the darkness, weird limbs squeezed one by one, squirming uncontrollably. Long, sharp legs covered in mucus. Gray, white, and black colors were twisted into a mass that was rising and falling. Among the densely packed little monsters, several huge hands squeezed into the gap and scratched silently inward.

In the remaining gaps, the eyes of huge monsters blinked from time to time. They twitched uncontrollably and peeped openly.

In this way, the monsters were stripping layer after layer outside the “protective barrier” of the campus, forming a new wall with their bodies and wrapping around the small campus into a narrow bowl. It was completely different from the scene when they were in the hotel. These monsters seemed to be trying to squeeze in, but they couldn’t.

On the edge of the normal night sky, a faint corner of a huge vortex appeared, looking like a game where the modeling had gone wrong.

Yin Ren: “……”

What was going on? Looking at such a scene made him feel even less motivated to leave the school.

Having said that, when the outside buildings lit up, the monsters retreated like the tide before rushing to the campus gate again. Unlike the other side, which was sometimes bright and dark, the day and night in the school seemed to be aligned with the real world, which was somewhat touching.

The doorman was still the same strange-faced old man. He opened his window and stared at the four people in front of him.

“What are you doing in the middle of the night?”

“The child is seriously ill and must be sent to the hospital immediately,” Yin Ren said earnestly. “Her life is at stake, so can’t you do something to help?”

He and Zhong Chengshuo supported Ge Tingting, who was pretending to be dizzy, while Huang Jin tightly clutched a spirit weapon as he followed them closely.

The guard snickered. “You can’t leave even after death. This is the rule.”

He didn’t even give the four of them a chance to continue performing as he shut the window angrily.

At the moment the guard booth was closed, Huang Jin suddenly threw out his spirit weapon—a square wooden plaque was affixed to the metal sliding door and it exploded in an instant. The smoke and dust were scattered, and more than a dozen fire dragons rose into the sky. The explosion range wasn’t large, but the power wasn’t inferior to a bomb.

Even though the metal sliding door was stronger than they thought, it still became twisted from the explosion. The door rolled miserably to the ground, and its metal surface was blackened.

The doorman quickly opened the window and poked his head out. His face was covered with repeated swearing. Unfortunately, those words went in one ear and out the other to the four people in front of him…

The school gate was wide open now.

Was it that simple?

Amidst the filthy swears of the old doorman, Yin Ren tentatively stretched out a foot. The foot crossed the sliding door and was about to step on the ground but was forced to stop in midair.

He had stepped on the invisible barrier again.

Huang Jin took a deep breath while covering his face. He picked up the wood chips on the ground with a sullen face, and his movements revealed a deep sense of heartache.

“It seems the gate is just for show,” Yin Ren retracted his feet and said listlessly. “I guess the courtyard wall is similar—”

He raised his hand, and the twisted metal sliding door suddenly took off. A loud bang sounded as the sliding door slammed into the nearest courtyard wall like a missile, creating a huge hole in the wall.

The cursing of the old doorman suddenly increased by a few octaves.

Yin Ren grabbed the edge of the hole with both hands and tried to crawl out. Unfortunately, before Lord Ghost King’s shoulders crossed the wall, his forehead slammed into the transparent barrier.

“Heh, it really doesn’t work.”

Yin Ren rubbed his head, but there was no surprise in his tone.

“It seems that other conditions are required to leave,” Zhong Chengshuo said thoughtfully.

While the three of them were busy, Ge Tingting scratched the window sill of the guard booth, and a synthetic sound rang from her phone. “Grandpa, what’s the current time here?”

Doorman: “Aren’t you seriously ill?”

“Yes, a sudden illness with dizziness.” Ge Tingting’s synthetic voice was monotonous.

“Early self-study starts at 7:30 in the morning.” They weren’t sure if it was because he was talking to a child, but the old doorman stopped cursing, and his tone softened a little. “Tell me, what are you doing in the middle of the night? Aren’t you afraid of disturbing others?”

Ge Tingting read the words on her phone and then asked, “No one comes out at night?”

“How can anyone come out!” The old man screeched. “Go, go, go. Even if you have nothing to do, go back.”


It turned out the grandfather would always act like so.

What the old doorman said was true. The four of them wandered all night without finding a single breakthrough. Except for the faculty dormitory and the public bathrooms, the doors of all the buildings were chained. All the windows were like black holes, and there wasn’t a single figure on the campus.

Time soon became seven in the morning.

The deformed gate was still there, but phantoms of students had appeared again on the playground.

The members of Unit 9 wandered around the campus with compressed food in their mouths.

Several groups of students ran in circles around the playground, shouting vague slogans like “one, two, three, four”. More students came from the cafeteria door carrying buns and fritters with tea eggs. The aroma of breakfast made Yin Ren’s nose sour.

The cold beef jerky in his mouth instantly lost its taste. No matter how good the snacks were, they couldn’t compare to a steamed meat bun.

Wasn’t this an escape scenario? Why was the food so tempting?

Yin Ren tried to enter the cafeteria to have a look, but as soon as he arrived at the door, he was stopped by a vague-looking auntie.

“Are you the family member of the new teacher? Don’t you know the rules?” She spoke at the top of her lungs, and her illusory spit almost sprayed on Yin Ren’s face. “Teachers and their family members eat at the faculty cafeteria. This is the student cafeteria. You can’t enter.”

Yin Ren: “……” The experience in this unlucky game was extremely poor.

He returned to the team with a wilted head and sighed.

“It seems that not only is the time here the same as in the real world, but the activities of ‘people’ are also similar.” Zhong Chengshuo ignored the freshly smelling food. “Compared to blindly testing, we need to figure it out…”

“Wait, isn’t that Guo Wei?” Yin Ren suddenly interrupted his partner.

He looked at the door to the cafeteria—Guo Wei had two steamed buns in his hand and was walking with his head down.

This Guo Wei was very much alive, and his facial features were exceptionally clear. Although he didn’t really look “handsome”, he still had the unique youth of a young man.

He walked by the four of them without even looking at them.

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Snack suitcase vs student cafeteria, snack suitcase failed miserably.

No spoilers! I still remember Kong Wanqing by Daming Lake*, don’t worry (……

*It refers to remembering something from the past. This became a popular catchphrase online, spawning from what Ziwei said to the emperor in “Huan Zhu Ge Ge” (“Your Majesty, do you still remember Xia Yuhe by Daming Lake?”). This is referencing how the emperor played around with Xia Yuhe during his southern tour and promised to take her back to the palace, but never did. Xia Yuhe then gave birth to the emperor’s daughter, Xia Ziwei, who then confronted the emperor later by saying this. || In this context, the author is saying she hasn’t forgotten about Kong Wangqing and reminding readers to not either.

But I feel that everyone may have forgotten the eldest cousin by Daming Lake!


[Mysterious character announces weird rules of the game]

Standard infinite flow*: Analyze the rules for the first time.

*Also known as unlimited flow. Genre in novels characterized by seemingly never-ending flow of survival games, puzzles, or entire worlds, in which the characters have to survive and can return to the real world or retrieve a reward that they desire.

Special Investigation Unit 9: I have come here, and work is urgent. I will continue to look for the cause of the disease.

Guo Wei: ? I’ll turn your brain into erasers so I can play with them.

From this, it can be concluded that this is not an infinite flow (???

Kinky Thoughts:

I do love infinite flow, and perhaps one day I will pick up a project of that genre.

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Evil As Humans Ch70

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

Chapter 70: Four Opportunities

“You can’t leave even after death, so pay attention.”

The old doorman’s declaration was imposing, but unfortunately it wasn’t targeting the right people.

Ge Tingting was so nervous that she didn’t even take out her phone, so she couldn’t understand what he was saying, while Huang Jin had killed someone before and traversed the shadows for many years. This kind of intimidation was like calluses in his ears.

Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo heard what he said, but it was a pity that one had a rich experience in death while the other was so courageous that his emotions didn’t fluctuate at all. Yin Ren smiled at the old man and waved his hand, indicating he heard it.

The old doorman slowly retracted his head, and there was a trace of loneliness when he closed the window. The rusted sliding door started again and slowly closed.

The moment it was completely closed, the scene on the campus suddenly changed…

The black vortex in the sky was gone, and only a gloomy normal sky was left above them. A more complex and realistic mixture of smells suddenly appeared in the breeze, and the colors were much richer than on the street.

It was like pulling back a layer on a veil; the scenery inside the campus was so detailed that it was almost as if they were in the real world.

Yin Ren stopped under a pomegranate tree by a flower bed and looked around curiously.

The campus wasn’t big. The main teaching building was facing the gate, and there were labs and libraries on either side. A corner of the playground was faintly exposed behind the teaching building, and the playground was next to several old, small buildings. However, Mr. Ghost King wasn’t really familiar with school so he couldn’t tell whether it was a teaching building or a student dorm.

The main teaching building was closest to them, with five floors. It had neatly arranged windows, and there wasn’t any deformation. The exterior wall of the teaching building was also painted with cement stones, and the white gravel was embedded with dark red and light gray embellishments.

On the nearby lawn, there was a warning sign displaying “Keep off the grass” with a cartoon pattern that was particularly clear.

The faces of the students who moved about were slightly blurred, but the school uniforms they were wearing were vivid. As long as they didn’t look closely, everything could be considered normal.

“Xiao Zhong’s judgment is correct. This is indeed a special place, and there are strong signs of autonomous closure. Pay attention. Guo Laifu’s ‘cause’ is definitely nearby.”

Lu Xiaohe’s voice rang in everyone’s ears. Her words were intermittent and broken.

“Wait, it’s a bit weird… evil… value… here…”

“This is Qingjiang No. 16 High School. Hey, can you hear me? …Can you hear me?”

There was a sharp noise on the audio, and a young voice rang through the campus. Lu Xiaohe’s voice was completely suppressed and turned into static noises.

Guo Wei, Guo Laifu’s son, had been studying at No. 16 High School in Qingjiang before he was killed.

The school was divided between a junior high school and a high school. It was an average school and wasn’t well known in the local area. These materials were clearly written in Guo Laifu’s file, and Lu Xiaohe had looked over them before they left.

However, Guo Wei had been dead for more than half a year.

A ghost couldn’t be summoned into a human brain, so it wasn’t some trick by any ghost master. Assuming that Guo Laifu was possessed by his own son’s ghost, there should be obvious evil qi on him, which Shian couldn’t possibly miss.

Yin Ren closed his eyes. The vague hostility was still around him. At this distance, even he couldn’t feel the traces of any ghosts or evil spirits. He seemed to smell a bit of Evil Force, but after sniffing carefully, that smell had disappeared, which made it quite confusing.

This environment was too different from the real world, which made Yin Ren a bit confused about the situation.

…What exactly was the thing that was talking now?

“Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Can you hear me?”

Seeing that everyone didn’t answer, the voice kept asking. The distorted voice was mixed with an unbearable howling whine.

“I can hear you,” Zhong Chengshuo straightforwardly answered. “May I ask what you want?”

In the face of the strange campus and the voice that shouldn’t exist, Comrade Zhong Chengshuo was as steady as Mount Tai. Huang Jin glanced at him with a trace of admiration.

After receiving an unexpected response, the radio went silent for a moment.

The next moment, an electronic screen outside the main teaching building lit up, and a young figure appeared on it.

The young man was sitting in an office chair with a mess of debris piled up on the desk. Behind him was a wall, and on the wall hung a string of words saying: “Qingjiang No. 16 High School Campus Radio Station”. The environment was the same as outside.

The young man had a square face and thick lips; his appearance was ordinary to below average. Unlike Huang Jin’s upright gloom, this child gave off an uncomfortably dreadful feeling. His face was unusually clear, and his eyes were similar to Guo Laifu’s—single eyelids with slightly protruding eyes that were large and dull.

Unlike Guo Laifu, those eyes were dull and bloodshot. There didn’t seem to be any life in them, just like the eyes of a corpse.

The young man was wearing the same blue and white school uniform as Ge Tingting, and there was a school badge labeled “Guo Wei” pinned on his chest. His eyes were fixed on the screen, and he was fiddling with a black ballpoint pen in his hand.

“Welcome to Qingjiang No. 16 High School,” he said slowly. “Welcome to the last day of my life.”

After saying this, the electronic screen snapped off, leaving only the rustling sound of the loudspeakers.


When Yin Ren recovered, a group of people were standing in front of the staff dormitory.

This dormitory only had two floors and was close to the main teaching building. The decorations were unassuming, and the stairwell had a strange smell of moldy wallpaper.

The headache was that there was only one room in the dorm on the second floor that was vacant. They confirmed it as they moved along the corridor; the other rooms were either locked or there were people moving around. Not to mention checking in, when they knocked on the door, there was no response.

The door of the only vacant room was left wide open, as if it were waiting for them.

The room was empty and less than twenty square meters in size. There were only two single wooden beds in the room and a set of desks and chairs that were full of scratches. The wooden floor underneath them was severely worn. Huang Jin found two blankets in the closet and barely scraped together two floor beds.

An old clock on the wall ticked, making a particularly annoying sound.

Everyone’s luggage was stacked against the wall, making the already small space even more cramped. However, as a temporary stronghold, this barely qualified. After finishing their arrangements, it was already past 6:00 p.m..

When Zhong Chengshuo finished unpacking, he cautiously checked the window.

It was still a gloomy day outside, and the laughter of students floated in from time to time through the cracks of the window. Luckily, the window was sealed enough and the view wasn’t bad—from this dorm room, he could see the vestibule of the main teaching building and also half of the campus gate.

“Guo Wei has a lot of thoughts flowing in his body. I can’t understand them, but he’s definitely not human.” Huang Jin sat on the ground and wiped his face wearily. “But his thinking is too heavy for a ghost… Yin Ren, you’re a ghost master. Did you notice anything?”

Yin Ren shook his head subconsciously. “No, I’ve never seen that type.”

He wasn’t prevaricating. Since Lord Ghost King had never visited the inside of someone’s head before, he was truly inexperienced this time.

Ge Tingting didn’t express any opinions; most likely, she didn’t notice anything. After being frightened in an unfamiliar environment, her face was faintly tired. She had barely finished eating her compressed food before she leaned against a chair and fell asleep.

The four’s headsets were still staticky. It seemed they couldn’t connect with Lu Xiaohe.

Since they had lost contact, they didn’t know if a senior investigation team would come. Yin Ren put away the headset and pondered casually. Having said that, if neither he nor Zhong Chengshuo could cope with the situation, the senior investigation team would do something about it.

This scavenger hunt was more exciting than he had imagined.

Time passed slowly. After a short discussion, everyone decided to divide into two groups—Ge Tingting and Huang Jin slept from 7:00 p.m. to 1:00 a.m., while Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo slept from 1:00 a.m. to 7:00 a.m.. Such vigils were taken in turns, so each group was guaranteed to get at least six hours of sleep.

In this weird situation, even without Lu Xiaohe’s instructions in their ears, everyone knew they needed to recharge their batteries. Fortunately, the day and night here were completely chaotic, and the lighting was irregular, so there wasn’t a bad time to rest.

Ge Tingting and Huang Jin lay on the single beds. As soon as their tense nerves relaxed, they quickly fell asleep.

Yin Ren consciously laid down on the floor and skillfully took out some snacks and his tablet. He was just about to greet Zhong Chengshuo but found that the other party had already gone into the bathroom and that his pajamas were gone.

Yin Ren was speechless.

Even a bizarre workplace like the “human mind” couldn’t distort Comrade Xiao Zhong’s sleeping habits or prevent him from changing into his pajamas. Unfortunately, the world had obviously distorted other things—when Zhong Chengshuo walked out again, the relaxation on his face disappeared without a trace.

He was still wearing his formal suit, which didn’t match the pompom nightcap on his head. Zhong Chengshuo’s gaze was straight, showing a bit of loss.

“I just changed into my pajamas.” Zhong Chengshuo tried hard to unbutton his suit as he spoke. “Then it changed by itself.”

Yin Ren stared at the nightcap in silence. At least the world retained some tenderness, leaving Zhong Chengshuo his nightcap—perhaps it didn’t quite understand the existence of the nightcap itself and couldn’t convert it into other impressions.

After five minutes of fighting, Zhong Chengshuo lost his battle to the suit and accepted his fate. He lay down on the floor in his formal suit; the nightcap on his head looked a bit sluggish.

Yin Ren sniffed. There was a refreshing, moist smell on Zhong Chengshuo’s body. He must have scrubbed himself carefully in the bathroom just now.

It seemed that his cleaning wipes were temporarily useless, which made Lord Ghost King quite regretful.

“You can go to bed first and get more sleep.” Yin Ren made room for his partner. “I’ll keep watch. It’s enough for me alone.”

Zhong Chengshuo took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. “It’s better not to do it alone.”

Yin Ren’s long hair was coiled like a dark spring on his pillow. Zhong Chengshuo moved his arm, seemingly unintentionally putting the back of his hand on it. This evil thing’s hair was cold and slippery, and he didn’t find any hidden teeth.

“Don’t worry. I know my heart.” Yin Ren acquiesced to his small gesture.

“Huang Jin said that he and Ge Tingting had no communication for a long time and developed a cognitive abnormality.” Zhong Chengshuo regretfully withdrew his hand. “If you’re alone, it’s not possible to stay—”

Yin Ren put down the tablet. He fixed his gaze on a point in the void; his expression suspiciously restrained. “I have good hearing.”

Zhong Chengshuo: “?”

“Go to sleep. It’s rare you have a chance to get some good rest,” Yin Ren whispered. “Trust me.”

“Okay.” Zhong Chengshuo closed his eyes. His voice was a little muffled, but he was still trying to speak. “I feel like this task… isn’t C Level anymore…”

“Indeed.” Yin Ren couldn’t help but lower his face bitterly. “Human calculations aren’t as good as those of the heavens, but we can’t do anything about it.”

As an Evil Spirit, Lord Ghost King’s luck was still in tatters.

Fang Yuanyuan said that this job “doesn’t require business trips in the early stage”. Objectively speaking, they indeed had never been out of Haigu. This time, they were even working on Shian’s campus, but they were brought into someone else’s mind.

Yin Ren’s goal of being lazy was also seriously hindered—he finally turned into a regular employee and encountered a task that wasn’t dangerous, but it took place in a weird place where there was no food or drink. Being over on this side in less than a day, he had already begun missing the night market next to the community.

As another example… He had misjudged his partner, thinking Zhong Chengshuo was just some foolish kid.

Fortunately, it wasn’t too late to make amends. He could still work hard and try his best to turn Zhong Chengshuo into an “accomplice”. Who would have thought that not only did they develop a relationship that restrained each other, but the restraint was actually a bit too much.

Yin Ren got rid of his distraction, relaxed his body, and continued to chat in a low voice. “Zhong Chengshuo, do you think this counts as a business trip?”

No answer.

Zhong Chengshuo had already fallen asleep. His heartbeat was low, and his breathing was steady.

Zhong Chengshuo’s sleeping posture was quite good. He breathed lightly, and his lips were slightly open. He looked extremely harmless—completely different from “King Yama” who rushed in and killed that group of monsters. It was just this person’s brows were slightly furrowed. Yin Ren wondered if he was worried about “communication” or something of that nature.

Yin Ren hesitated for a few seconds and put away the tablet. He lay back beside Zhong Chengshuo and stared at his sleeping face. A strand of long hair quietly climbed onto the pillow and slipped onto Zhong Chengshuo’s cheek. The warm breath stroked the tips of his hair, shaking it like the waves in a sea.

Yin Ren stretched out his hand and gently pressed Zhong Chengshuo’s frowning brows.

“I can hear your heartbeat like my own.”

Yin Ren could hear the steady, powerful heartbeat with vigorous vitality. The other person’s presence was so obvious that it constantly drew his attention.

They were far from a “long period of no communication”.

“…As long as you’re here, I’m not alone.” Yin Ren stared at the man’s sleeping face and moved his lips silently.

Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick. Amidst the harsh sound of the clock, the other party’s heartbeat was velvety and soft to his ears. Yin Ren closed his eyes and listened carefully…

Wait, something’s not right.

Like a pot of ice water being poured over his head, Yin Ren suddenly woke up.

Why did they come to the faculty dormitory?

They obviously entered the school at 3:00 p.m., so how could it be 6:00 p.m. after only unpacking?

They saw Guo Wei, but they didn’t investigate further, and they didn’t try to leave but went straight to the staff dormitory. Even the matter of losing contact with Lu Xiaohe was gently discarded. Even if the “cause” was nearby, such a judgment would be too hasty and reckless.

The behavior of the four of them was quite strange. Even Zhong Chengshuo, who was a science post, didn’t notice these issues.

Yin Ren was good at memory spells. He was pretty clear that this definitely wasn’t the effect of some memory technique. To be able to handle Zhong Chengshuo and himself, this had to be a more complex and broader environmental influence. Although it didn’t cause direct harm to them, it couldn’t be considered less dangerous.

Yin Ren patted his face and got up. He tiptoed out of the bunk and looked around.

Huang Jin and Ge Tingting were sleeping soundly, and there wasn’t anything abnormal around their bodies. Zhong Chengshuo was curled up, and his chest was rising and falling with his breath.

Unlike a few hours ago, the air was filled with a peculiar smell of mud before the heavy rain. Yin Ren opened the curtains and looked out. The night outside the window was like ink—it was better to say that the window seemed to be painted with ink; nothing could be seen.

There were no vortex, no monsters, no sounds. In this extraordinarily realistic dormitory, the boundary between reality and fantasy blurred for a moment.

Yin Ren completely lost his sleepiness.

As a C-Level investigation team, they had endured too much work that they shouldn’t have to bear.

It seemed it wasn’t just a simple mental illness that surrounded Guo Laifu but there was also another mystery in this person’s mind. Not to mention Shian, even he didn’t notice the abnormality himself, which meant the situation wasn’t something easy to deal with.

Waking up the three humans at once would only waste their energy. If there was a chance, the attacker would use him as a test case first.

Lord Ghost King kept his standing posture. He pinched his fingers with his hands and vigilantly guarded the center of the room.

At the same time, his hair stretched out into the shadows. They quietly drilled under the floor, extended out of the faculty dormitory, and gently touched the boundary of the campus. However, just like when they first tried to come in, the tips of Yin Ren’s hair were blocked by an invisible barrier and couldn’t move even an inch forward.

Sure enough.

Yin Ren’s test was over as soon as he touched it. He let out a sigh of relief and took Dog Thing from his pocket.

Currently, Yin Ren’s phone typing speed was just as good as any modern person’s: [Do you know what’s going on here?]

[Siren: No impression.]

[Siren: Nothing to eat.]

[Siren: It’s boring.] Dog Thing came at him with a three-response combo without giving Yin Ren any face.

[Cooperate well, and I’ll take you out to eat the weak.] Yin Ren responded patiently. [Are there any so-called strong or weak people nearby?]

Dog Thing’s screen flashed for a while. It was obvious it was weighing the costs and benefits.

[Siren: I don’t know. Smells like home here, but it’s not home.]

[Siren: Be careful.]

Yin Ren: [Be careful of what?]

[Siren: Be careful of yourself.]

[Siren: It’s different here. Don’t use your powers casually.]

After displaying this ambiguous text, Dog Thing’s screen went out. It was still the same familiar way of explaining things. Yin Ren felt bitterness in his heart. He stuffed the phone back into his pocket and continued to guard the door and windows.

After the shimmer of the screen disappeared, the room returned to darkness. The hour hand moved a bit from “7” to “12”.

The second hand of the old clock toggled for the last time. The three hands completely overlapped, and the distorted class bell sounded outside the window.

What followed immediately was the voice they had just heard not long ago.

“Welcome to Qingjiang No. 16 High School.” Accompanied by the harsh noise of the speakers, Guo Wei’s voice resounded across the campus in the same tone as in the afternoon. “Welcome to the last day of my life.”

But this time, he paused and slowly added another sentence.

“Teachers, family members, faculty, and students, you still have four chances left. Please work hard to leave the school.”

The author has something to say:

Xiao Yin: It’s really good to enter Shian. C-Level tasks won’t be troublesome. I can fish, and there’s even a cafeteria! The field service is also reimbursed.

Xiao Yin: (Gao Mengyu’s case)… Wait, this seems a bit dangerous.

Xiao Yin: (Feng Qi’s case) Why does it seem that I’m really going to die?

Xiao Yin: (Bai Yongji’s case) I’m going to die!!!

Xiao Yin: (Guo Laifu’s case) Fuck, it’s a dead person I’ve never seen before.

Xiao Zhong had already seen through it, but Xiao Zhong kept silent (.

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Evil As Humans Ch69

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

Chapter 69: Combat Data

The sky gradually darkened, sweeping the warm light of dusk through the streets and alleys. Ge Tingting quickly checked the doors and window as Huang Jin sat up on the bed, propped up his body, and looked out the window vigilantly.

Night was coming. It was less than an hour before the last nightfall.

The first nightfall occurred around 11 a.m., and the “night” lasted for about half an hour. This time, the night was coming at noon. Their partners had just left for twenty minutes, so they had to hide for at least half an hour.

Hopefully, they wouldn’t get separated.

According to Shian’s request that “you must not act separately for over an hour”, Yin Ren’s and Zhong Chengshuo’s situation was a bit bad… They didn’t know what would happen if they were separated for too long.

Huang Jin casually glanced at Ge Tingting, then abruptly stopped.

“Hey!” He took out two wooden peace and tranquility talismans from his pocket and threw one towards Ge Tingting.

The latter was leaning against the window, motionless, as she stared intently outside. It seemed that she didn’t hear Huang Jin as the wooden talisman fell at her feet, and she didn’t respond.


Hearing the crisp sound of wood, the girl seemed to have woken up from a dream and rubbed her eyes vigorously.

[Ten Thousand Taels: Your thinking was a little stagnant just now. What are you looking at?]

[Ear Person: I’m looking at pedestrians. They are smiling at me.]

[Ten Thousand Taels: They have no face.]

[Ear Person: I know. I was confused for a short while. It’s just… I think the world should be like this—it’s normal.]

[Ear Person: Strange, last time I thought it was very scary.]

[Ten Thousand Taels: Wear the wooden talismans and keep it close to you and stay away from the window.]

[Milky Way: Huang Jin’s suggestion is good, but there’s no need to be so close to the enemy.] Lu Xiaohe suddenly joined the conversation. Strangely, the text of her reply was beating slightly.

[Milky Way: Look at %. There is no @ or anything %#…] Incomprehensible characters began to mix between her words.

Huang Jin pressed his temples hard and then looked intently at the two replies from “Milky Way” that had disappeared.

Compared to Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo, they encountered trouble first.

Ge Tingting was extremely cautious around adult men. After the pair of partners left, she shrank to the corner farthest from Huang Jin and just stared out the window without making any eye contact. In a sense, it was as if both were alone.

It wasn’t until Ge Tingting’s thoughts on the surface began to stagnate on the surface of her body and became mottled that Huang Jin noticed the strangeness.

It was no wonder why Shian emphasized “don’t act separately for more than an hour”. Inside the Archive, “being alone” was dangerous. Even if they weren’t injured as a result, their mobility and efficiency would become lower.

For example, like now. In Huang Jin’s eyes, this hotel was familiar. He only stayed here for a few hours, but he felt a subconscious intimacy as if he had lived here for many years.

Huang Jin also hung a peace and tranquility talisman around himself and took a deep breath. “Since there’s only us now, you’d better not stay by the window. It’s not safe there.”

“Okay.” After Ge Tingting put on the talisman, she finally recovered. Her body was trembling slightly. “But I have to take another look at the situation.”

As night fell, the orange-red outside the window had faded to gray-black.

Ge Tingting took a deep breath and bravely glanced out the window. Sure enough, the monsters reappeared.

This time, the ranks of the small monsters were sparse; much fewer than last time. Their posture had also changed subtly. Last time, they seemed to be wandering aimlessly, while this time, they all swarmed in a certain direction, looking as if they were in a hurry.

[Ear Person: I can hear their squeaking sound. They may be communicating.]

[Ear Person: It’s different from last time. They were very quiet last time.]

After typing, she closed the curtains with a swish and ran to Huang Jin’s bed to sit down. Huang Jin nodded at her, indicating he had seen it.

After Ge Tingting communicated with him, Huang Jin’s inexplicable “environment intimacy” quickly faded—as if immersed in a game with crude modeling, suddenly a figure outside his field of vision began to talk. That impact was enough to make people realize the dividing line between “reality” and “illusory”.

The Archive was truly a wicked place.

“Hello, Lu Xiaohe?” Making sure that there weren’t any little monsters that were breaking into the room, Huang Jin tapped on his headset. “It’s nightfall. Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo haven’t come back yet.”

“It’s not a problem,” Lu Xiaohe said. “I’m looking at their physical condition, and the two of them are fine for the time being.”

It was better to say that those two guys were more than capable. Lu Xiaohe took a sip of her orange soda as her eyes swept across the emotional scale.

Zhong Chengshuo’s emotions were still stable at “Curious”, “Excited” and “Like”. Yin Ren didn’t have any emotions, such as fear. At most, he was a little “Surprised”, and the rest were only “Happy” and “Like” which kept floating higher.

Why was the “Like” index of these two guys getting higher?

Lu Xiaohe scratched her head, perplexed.

The emotions inside the “Archive” would be more prominent, but Shian could only analyze emotions, but couldn’t distinguish the source.

As far as Lu Xiaohe knew, the interior of the Archive wasn’t a good place.

This time, Guo Laifu’s “street Archive” was even considered normal compared to the Archive that Unit 7 had entered last time. In the mind of that mad man was a huge harem, which forced the people in Unit 7 to wear concubine clothing. Wang Ge of the science post had to run around wearing a dress and suffered greatly.

But no matter how innocuous the background of these files was, they always had a distorted and treacherous side. Coupled with the monsters crawling all over the ground at night, the Archive itself was by no means inviting.

Besides affection towards one’s companions, Lu Xiaohe couldn’t think of anything else these two guys would like—the problem was that the indicators of these two people were already beyond the scope of affection towards one’s teammate. As soon as night fell, their “Like” index gratifyingly rose.

It shouldn’t be some new type of monster that confused them, but it was a pity she couldn’t see the surveillance screen. Lu Xiaohe sighed.

“Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo, report your situation.”

She tried to contact the two of them.

“I’m running for my life right now. Let’s talk later.” After a gap of more than ten seconds, Yin Ren’s vague voice came.

Lu Xiaohe: “……”

She glanced suspiciously at the emotional indices of the two people and for the first time began to doubt the accuracy of Shian’s machinery.


To be precise, Yin Ren was indeed fleeing.

The surrounding buildings looked like residential areas, but who knew what the hell kind of messy things were inside. The moment those monsters appeared, Yin Ren grabbed Zhong Chengshuo’s waist, and the two flew into the sky again.

Not long ago, it seemed that not many of these monsters could fly. They just need to remember this place and quickly fly back to the hotel—

“Yin Ren!” Zhong Chengshuo warned.

Yin Ren looked down and almost choked.

For some unknown reason, all the small monsters in the vicinity gathered around them. They squirmed into groups, folded into thin and long “arms”, and grabbed at the two of them.

In the dark night, they seemed to have dived into a deep sea of malicious intent. The arms looked like seaweed floating with the waves.

“Not possible!” Lord Ghost King hugged his partner tightly and flew higher. “Weren’t they quite peaceful before?”

Did they commit any taboos? Such as an electric shock, sealing the toilet, cutting off a sample with scissors, or something like that…

Perhaps all that was too much. Yin Ren silently dodged an inverted arm. He couldn’t go back to the hotel now. If these things followed, the scene would be enough to leave brand-new psychological scars for Huang Jin and Ge Tingting.

…But why was Zhong Chengshuo so calm?

Yin Ren looked at the scholar’s face—Zhong Chengshuo was looking curiously at the little monsters stacked on top of each other with no emotion on his handsome face.

“How about this. I’ll find a roof nearby and use that trick again.” Yin Ren removed the headset and whispered to Zhong Chengshuo.

If he wrapped a wing ball around them, it should be regarded as “tightly closed door and windows”. When the night was over, they would fly back immediately.

“No,” Zhong Chengshuo responded simply. “Once you’re affected, the consequences are unimaginable.”

“How can I…” Yin Ren suddenly realized something before he finished speaking.

His emotions in the “Archive” weren’t right. There was always a feeling of lightness deep in his mind. His mood swings were greater than those of the outside world, so it was difficult to say whether they had anything to do with these things.

“After entering here, you’ve been very excited and often distracted.”

Seeing that Yin Ren didn’t respond, Zhong Chengshuo sincerely added. At this moment, he was tightly hugged by Yin Ren around his waist and abdomen, so his voice was a bit low.

“You and Huang Jin aren’t the same. We can’t take risks.”

Yin Ren held his partner’s hand tightly.

If he went out of control like Huang Jin, then Zhong Chengshuo would be one unlucky man—a single blow would not solve the Evil Force in his human form. Even if it was only a one-in-a-billion chance, Yin Ren didn’t want to be cocky.

“I understand,” Yin Ren replied solemnly. “Let’s continue to stall for time.”

“No, find another roof.” Zhong Chengshuo turned his head and took off his headset. “You can’t try, but I can.”

His face was full of eagerness. “Even if I can’t take a sample, I have to get some data.”

“It’s too dangerous,” Yin Ren protested.

“You can control me, and you’ll protect me,” Zhong Chengshuo said without much thought.

Yin Ren: “……”

Lord Ghost King’s breathing was short for a few seconds. He looked away, and his voice became muffled again. “Indeed.”

Not only did his evil identity fail to deter Zhong Chengshuo, but it became a pigtail in the hands of the other party. However, what Zhong Chengshuo said was still accurate—looking at those eyes, he couldn’t say anything harsh in response.

Yin Ren painfully decided that when they returned he would read <The Art of Communication>. It most assuredly contained some mysterious knowledge he wasn’t aware of.

Not long after, Yin Ren found a spacious roof and put Zhong Chengshuo down.

“…You try. I’m nearby. We’ll withdraw if the situation isn’t right.” As the small monsters slowly approached, Yin Ren looked more nervous than Zhong Chengshuo. “Don’t force it.”

Zhong Chengshuo moved and put black gloves on his hands. Yin Ren floated above him, posing in a protective posture as his long hair fluttered in the air.

The small monsters climbed along the side of the building, and the first batch was about to arrive.

Whoosh. A fleshy xanthium rushed towards Zhong Chengshuo. Yin Ren saw Great King Yama grab it then—

Placed it on top of his head.

Yin Ren and the fleshy xanthium: “?”

Zhong Chengshuo held his breath for a few seconds, then tore it off suspiciously. “Why are you so useless?”

Fleshy xanthium: “……”

Oh, this was the Zhong Chengshuo that Yin Ren was familiar with. For a moment, Yin Ren felt that the thing wanted to curse.

Zhong Chengshuo flicked it off with his hand. The xanthium was thrown off the roof as Zhong Chengshuo tried the same thing with two more. Except for making him feel slimy, they didn’t do any harm to him.

The second group of monsters that climbed up were spider-legged. They were white all over, and their four spider feet were spliced from the root. Those things were about half a person tall and moved awkwardly and stiffly, making people’s stomachs churn as they watched them.

The one in the lead ran quickly and wrapped itself around Zhong Chengshuo in a menacing manner. Seeing that Zhong Chengshuo successfully confronted the monster, Yin Ren rolled up his sleeves and created a series of winds that carpet bombed the area. All the spiders that were rushing over were all blown away by the gale.

Comrade Xiao Zhong and a spider’s feet were passionately embraced for a few seconds in the middle of the gale…

“You’re useless too,” he commented with disappointment.

Zhong Chengshuo made a beautiful spin, and the spider-footed monster was thrown to the ground. Great King Yama stepped on the thing’s long foot connection with one foot and pressed his hands hard. A dull sound resonated; the spider-footed monster’s foot was actually ripped off by him.

This time, before Zhong Chengshuo could say anything, the white monster rolled back and ran away.

Yin Ren raised his hand to stop the wind. The offensive of the rest of the little monsters suddenly slowed down significantly. They surged around the roof, watching these two bold humans.

Zhong Chengshuo split the overly long spider foot on his knee and removed a long, sword-like hooked claw, spinning it around his hand with satisfaction. “Yin Ren, take a break.”

Having said that, he took the initiative to rush towards the small group of monsters.

Yin Ren floated faintly in the air. He thought for a while, then tore open the dried mango bag he was carrying.

Unlike when he fought against Bai Yongji, this was the first time he had witnessed “King Yama” fighting head-on.

Like a sharp knife, Zhong Chengshuo pierced the place where the monsters were most dense. It was confirmed that the “useless” ones were knocked into the air by the first wave, while Zhong Chengshuo would deliberately let those with “faces” get close.

However, they didn’t satisfy him—the encirclement of the little monsters was torn apart again and again, and they quickly joined the category of “useless” and were ruthlessly swept off the rooftop by Zhong Chengshuo.

Zhong Chengshuo’s physical strength seemed inexhaustible. The severed limb was like a piercing, sharp sword. The long legs that were wrapped around his suit were chopped and swept away. He moved freely in the sea of monsters without a single superfluous action.

The suit jacket that was unbuttoned flew up and down like a black dead leaf.

When he hit the target, Zhong Chengshuo jumped off the edge of the low building, using the little monsters as a pedestal as he leapt freely in the air. His body was like a fish swimming in the deep sea.

For a while, fleshy xanthium and spider legs were scattered about, while sticky fern-like monsters were trampled on the ground.

The emotional influence they prided themselves on having had no effect, and their bodies couldn’t trap this evil spirit. The small monsters in the dark night all folded and crawled around Zhong Chengshuo, trying to avoid him.

Finally, the sky gradually lit up, and those distorted figures silently disappeared.

The first beam of light appeared. Zhong Chengshuo jumped off the edge of the rooftop and landed on the back of a spherical monster. The monster turned into a phantom in the light. Zhong Chengshuo’s feet didn’t touch anything solid, and he fell straight downward—


The next moment, Yin Ren grabbed Zhong Chengshuo’s hand and pulled him back onto the rooftop.

Zhong Chengshuo raised the corner of his mouth.

Despite such a thrilling moment, Zhong Chengshuo’s breathing wasn’t chaotic; only his clothes were slightly damaged. When he returned to the rooftop, he sat on the edge and straightened his sweaty hair as he took a long breath.

Yin Ren sat down beside him. “They can’t affect you. Is this also an ability of a science post?”

Unlike Huang Jin, Zhong Chengshuo had no emotional abnormality, but when Lu Xiaohe was briefing them, she didn’t say anything along the lines of “science posts aren’t affected”.

“Perhaps,” Zhong Chengshuo said hesitantly. “The combat ability of these things isn’t strong, but they’re difficult to kill. It’s best not to entangle with them too much… If we must face them, I’ll need a spirit weapon.”

Before dawn, there were quite a few severed limbs and unknown liquids on the ground, but not a single body in sight. If the emotional influence of these things was still there, they probably weren’t easy to deal with.

Yin Ren was silent. His gaze stopped on Zhong Chengshuo’s messy hair—they had rushed out in such a hurry that he had only remembered to take the dried mangoes, and he hadn’t brought the cleansing wipes.

What a miscalculation.

Fortunately, he still had a way to redeem himself. Yin Ren picked up a piece of dried mango and wrapped it in a napkin, then handed it over to Zhong Chengshuo. “Here, replenish your strength.”

“My hands aren’t…” Zhong Chengshuo opened his mouth, but a piece of dried mango was instantly stuffed into it.

“It’s not bad to watch the sunrise and then go back.” Yin Ren also took a bite and sighed vaguely. “It’s dawn.”

Zhong Chengshuo chewed on the dried mango as he tore open a pack of alcohol wipes and wiped his hands repeatedly five times before he grabbed a piece of the preserved fruit through the napkin.

The bloody dawn swept by, and the street gradually lit up. In the orange-red light, there was a thin mist floating under the building, giving the lush trees a hazy feel, revealing a strange beauty.

“There’s no sun,” Zhong Chengshuo said after he finished chewing on the dried mango.

“Mm, there’s no sun,” Yin Ren repeated. “Next time we play outside, we can take a look at a version with the sun.”

Zhong Chengshuo turned his head and looked at Yin Ren solemnly. He opened his mouth and was just about to say something—

“Yin Ren! Zhong Chengshuo!” Lu Xiaohe’s scream came out of both their pockets. “Put on your headset! I know you’re there!”

Through Comrade Huang Jin’s punctual broadcast, she knew it was dawn and a certain two people’s vital signs were stable, with “Excited” and “Like” readings at a new high.

“Xiaohe Jie?”

“What the hell are you two doing?” Lu Xiaohe felt suffocated as she couldn’t reveal that they were being monitored emotionally. “Why aren’t you wearing your headset?!”

“I was fleeing too messy just now and was afraid of losing it, so I stuffed it in my pocket.” Lord Ghost King lied on the spot. “There was a small crisis, but nothing happened. Zhong Ge and I are fine.”

“…” Lu Xiaohe’s silence was full of suspicion.

“We also found new clues,” Zhong Chengshuo added in time. “We can start the investigation in the afternoon.”

“I see,” Lu Xiaohe reluctantly replied. “Next time, don’t run too far away from the stronghold.”



At 3:00 p.m. outside time, four people stopped at the entrance of the school.

The old doorman opened the window and looked at them blankly. Although he had just seen them a few hours earlier, he didn’t seem to recognize Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo.

“Not a person.” Huang Jin lowered the brim of his cap. “He has no thoughts on him. He’s just a dead thing.”

“What are you doing here?” the old guard asked indifferently.

“Sending a child to school.” Yin Ren put his hand on Ge Tingting’s shoulders. “This is my cousin, whom my family is currently taking care of for the time being. You see, she’s wearing the school’s uniform.”

Ge Tingting gulped. She straightened out her school uniform and put on a stiff smile.

This was Guo Laifu’s brain, so the school uniforms were naturally the style he was most familiar with subconsciously—that was, the style of this school.

“What about him?” The doorman examined Ge Tingting for a moment and then pointed to Zhong Chengshuo.

“He is my…” Yin Ren coughed dryly. “He’s my lover and just transferred to be a trainee teacher. We’ll be living in the faculty dorm, so we’ll often trouble you in the future.”

Zhong Chengshuo said with a stern face, “Mm, I teach biology.”

The strange face of the old doorman twitched twice, but he didn’t say anything. He then turned to Huang Jin. “Maintenance worker? Janitor…”

“Yes, I’m a janitor.” Huang Jin stared at the ground and recited his lines dryly. “Things in the school are breaking fast, and I can fix anything.”

This time the guard thought on the janitor the longest.

“I see.” A few minutes later, he muttered to himself. “Alright, you guys can come in.”

The rusted metal door slowly slid open, and the four of them cautiously stepped into the campus.

“Our school implements fully enclosed management,” the old doorman said slowly as everyone passed through the gate. “You can’t leave even after death, so pay attention.”

The author has something to say:

Thinking about it carefully, two of the four people have not gone to high school (…)

Xiao Zhong is having fun (×

Xiao Yin: We were really fleeing. We only used wind control and physical strikes!

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Evil As Humans Ch68

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

Chapter 68: Scavenger Hunt

King Yama’s movements were smooth, flicking the xanthium into the air.

With a turn of his body, he picked up his leather shoe and kicked the xanthium into the toilet with precision. The next moment, the dirty toilet seat was stepped on by Zhong Chengshuo.

The xanthium didn’t have time to react, only being able to leave a few soft thorns outside—they were pressed into the gap between the toilet and the toilet seat and feebly stretched.

Zhong Chengshuo had cruelly stepped on the lid, tore off a piece of adhesive tape with a scoff, and taped up the toilet lid tightly.

After confirming the xanthium couldn’t escape, Comrade Xiao Zhong wiped his hands with satisfaction and looked at the hole that was poked open.

In the coin-sized hole, a human eye slowly moved. The whites of those eyes were bloodshot, and the pupils were cloudy and lax, without any luster. It turned slowly, looking at Zhong Chengshuo without emotion.

It seemed that the “person” on the other side didn’t have that many xanthiums in stock.

Zhong Chengshuo didn’t hesitate at all. He quickly walked forward and stopped opposite the hole.

King Yama kept a step away. He raised his dark eyes and looked at the thing without fear. The muscles in his body were tense, and he clenched the scissors used to cut the tape tightly in his right hand, ready to attack the hole at any moment.

The distance between the eye hole was less than half a meter.

They looked at each other for an extremely long time. Zhong Chengshuo’s heartbeat was smooth, and there wasn’t any disturbance in his breathing.

The intimidation of the monster’s eye gradually deteriorated, turning into faint doubt, which then turned into slight fear. Under Zhong Chengshuo’s gaze, the “person” on the opposite side slowly retreated and disappeared without a trace.

It seemed that the “person” on the opposite side wasn’t part of the set but also wasn’t a “living person” like them. Zhong Chengshuo turned his dark eyes. He only had time to see the figure of that thing.

It was a humanoid. Wasn’t tall, thin, and looked like a teenager.

Unfortunately, it was still night, so it wasn’t convenient for him to open the door and chase. Zhong Chengshuo shook his head regretfully and took out a sample box. He looked at the clinking toilet seat with satisfaction as he twirled the small scissors in his hand.

The sharp scissors touched the soft thorns, and a moment later there was a click.

Xanthium: “—!!!”

Ge Tingting, who was outside the door, instantly covered her ears: [Something screamed in the bathroom just now. It sounded worse than being electrocuted!]

“Zhong Chengshuo is there, so there shouldn’t be any problems.” Yin Ren firmly guarded his corner with a serene expression. “He’s probably taking samples.”

Besides, he didn’t hear the sound, so it wasn’t Zhong Chengshuo who was screaming. Since the xanthium was a physical entity, he could only take a few seconds to mourn for it.

Not long after, the bathroom door creaked open. Zhong Chengshuo stepped out contentedly, carrying a small tool bag.


“I believe you have discovered that day and night here alternate much faster than outside. The ‘dark night’ symbolizes the unstable mental state of the file’s owner.”

The short night was coming to an end. The parade outside the window was nearing its end. Huang Jin had almost calmed down as Lu Xiaohe’s distant voice came from the headset.

“The ‘things’ you just saw will only act in the dark and are only present in the minds of those who are mentally disturbed.”

“Their specific causes are unknown. They can affect people’s emotions to a certain extent. Everyone should have seen Huang Jin’s situation.”

The three of them surrounded Huang Jin’s bedside while Huang Jin lay on the bed like a corpse. The entire scene resembled some kind of funeral for the body.

On Lu Xiaohe’s screen, Huang Jin’s emotion readings of “Regret” and “Doubt” remained high.

“That thing is very powerful,” he explained to the ceiling in melancholy. He looked a lot better than he did just now. “I didn’t notice it at all. I felt… I suddenly felt anxious, and it was difficult for me to think, as if all the troubles in my life were stuffed into my mind.”

Huang Jin considered himself to be the calm type, but in just those dozen seconds, he had absolutely no way to control his thinking. Before Lu Xiaohe unleashed the electric shock, he even had a vague impulse to self-harm.

The electric shock was like a pot of ice water, which completely woke him up and made him numb.

“This is what I want to say.”

Lu Xiaohe’s voice became solemn.

“Don’t touch those things. They can cause extremely strong emotional disturbances. Judging from current research, long-term exposure may cause psychological collapse and even induce serious mental illness. In the minds of the mentally ill, they are the greatest danger.”

“The way to hide is simple. Find the nearest building, close the doors and windows, and wait for the ‘night’ to pass. Don’t deliberately provoke, let alone think about taking samples for research—those samples will dissipate as soon as ‘day’ comes.”

Given that there was only one science post present, Yin Ren instantly looked at Zhong Chengshuo, noticing the dewy look of satisfaction on his face had disappeared.

Comrade Xiao Zhong slowly looked at the sample in the glass tube, which was now empty. Zhong Chengshuo shook it in silence with an expression like he had lost his wallet.

His “excitement” index took a big dive, reaching a freezing point.

“I see. No wonder the basin is so quiet. It turns out that this thing will disappear automatically.” Seeing Zhong Chengshuo frozen, Yin Ren hurriedly changed the subject. “Xiaohe Jie, we most likely understand the situation. It’s a mess outside now. How can we get Guo Laifu back to normal?”

The buildings on the entire street had changed shape, so they didn’t have any masonry work. At night, there were messy monsters running around, and they couldn’t be touched.

How could they save him? By standing in the middle of the street and expressing their feelings to Guo Laifu loudly?

The problem was that Guo Laifu wasn’t a sleeping beauty waiting to be rescued, but a vicious murderer. They were only helping him regain his sanity, not only to investigate the cause but also to allow the police to put him on trial and sentence him to death.

With this in mind, it was difficult to say whether Guo Laifu himself was willing to become sane again.

“You have to look at the source of the distortion.” Lu Xiaohe seemed to have anticipated this problem some time ago. “Guo Laifu murdered five people, then fled under police pursuit for nearly half a year. This person is cruel and vicious by nature, so it stands to reason that he won’t be so easily collapsed.”

“People’s consciousness is very complicated. In order to protect themselves, the brain will hide huge stimuli. There must be some abnormal phenomena on this street. If you find the source of the distortion, you can determine the cause.”

So it turned out to be a scavenger hunt! Lord Ghost King was instantly energetic.

Finding “the cause of Guo Laifu’s madness” was much more interesting than “exploring the past of this scumbag”.

Guo Laifu, 47 years old, killed and mutilated five people in an extremely cruel manner. One of the victims was even his own son.

The case was clear, and the evidence was sufficient. Yin Ren wasn’t interested in this guy’s experience. If it weren’t for Shian and the police watching him, he wouldn’t mind directly smashing Guo Laifu’s skull right away.

“So that’s how it is. As long as you can avoid those monsters, this task isn’t dangerous by nature.” After listening to the explanation, Zhong Chengshuo’s attention was successfully distracted from the “lost sample”. “…What happens after the cause is found?”

“Record, and then destroy.” Lu Xiaohe lowered her voice. “Guo Laifu will wake up soon after that irritating memory is erased.”

Zhong Chengshuo stared at the empty test tube without blinking. “I understand.”

“Everyone, take a break. I’ll have lunch too.” Lu Xiaohe’s voice became lighter again. “The time inside is chaotic, but it’s always good to have three meals regularly!”

Hearing this, Huang Jin took out the compressed biscuit and broke off a small piece, then gnawed on it expressionlessly. Ge Tingting also followed suit and quickly swallowed her noon quota.

“Zhong Ge and I will go out again and take a look.” Yin Ren casually grabbed a packet of dried mangoes. “I can fly, so I have a larger field of vision. Maybe I can find something suspicious.”

Ge Tingting nodded while Huang Jin turned away and waved his hand weakly.

Outside the hotel, there was still plenty of light on the street. Except for the street being more distorted, they couldn’t see any slight traces of monsters.

Colored pedestrians and vehicles passed by from time to time, and the green trees in the flower beds looked hazy like cobwebs. Incomprehensible words floated on the signboards of shops, and the desserts in the window kept twisting non-stop, their edges were quivering.

They exuded a thin and sweet fragrance intermittently, which didn’t make them look attractive at all.

Yin Ren stretched his waist and cracked his joints. He opened Nail Coffins, and as expected, all the messages sent out had small exclamation marks.

It seemed that he couldn’t summon ghosts in this place.

A ghost master was useless here, a spirit smith couldn’t bring too much material, while it would be difficult for a corpse servant to dig up remains in the minds of others. The restrictions on all metaphysical occupations in this world were quite large. Even if there was an enemy invasion, most likely people could only fight purely through physical combat.

It was no wonder why Lu Xiaohe said it was safer here.

Since he couldn’t recruit his ghosts, he would need to hug Zhong Chengshuo as they fly to do their science post and non-science post double inspection.

Yin Ren looked at Zhong Chengshuo’s clothes and suddenly felt that the material was too tight and he didn’t have much room to grab on to. Now that Shian was watching them, Yin Ren couldn’t arbitrarily transform, but he couldn’t naturally pick up his partner.

Should he just hug him from behind? Zhong Chengshuo was about his height, so his vision would be obstructed, and his posture would be uncomfortable.

It was a bit silly to carry him on his shoulders, though, and while princess carrying was possible, Zhong Chengshuo might not like such a constrained posture.

…Or would he prefer to be carried on his back?

Lord Ghost King fell into deep contemplation. Has this problem ever been so difficult before?

“Yin Ren, I’m ready,” Zhong Chengshuo said.

At some point, Zhong Chengshuo had taken out a parachute strap-like equipment that was firmly fixed to his body. At the end of the strap was a handle for Yin Ren.

Yin Ren: “…..”

Yin Ren picked up his partner in silence and rose into the air.

Like two unaware flying insects, they rushed toward the huge vortex overhead. Twisted buildings came crashing in, and countless wrecks swept across their sides. The deformed street became smaller under their feet, curving around like a brain trench. The buildings looked like they were copied and pasted, as each block looked the same, forming a certain irregular pattern.

The only thing left in the sky were the ever-expanding, twisted skyscrapers that looked like hair. Yin Ren nimbly passed through the gaps in the floor, ignoring the deformed faces and crimson handprints pressed against the glass.

The sky and earth rotated, and the colors blended into a mass.

Yin Ren flew faster. It was probably because they were in the world of someone’s consciousness that there was no wind resounding in their ear and their breathing was unusually smooth.

It had been too long since Yin Ren had felt this way—soaring between the heavens and the earth, as if he had turned into wind. Unlike before, there was a heavy weight in his hand, and another person’s heartbeat was close by.

Even if the scenery was weird, Yin Ren couldn’t help flipping in the air a few more times. His long hair drifted away, and his figure broke through the cloudless sky like an exceptionally happy bird.

An inexplicable sense of relief embraced him.

…As if he were born to belong here.

“How’s it going, Zhong Chengshuo?” Under the huge vortex, Yin Ren smiled happily. “Is it enjoyable?”

At this moment, Zhong Chengshuo took advantage of his strength and grabbed onto Yin Ren’s arm. He hooked Yin Ren’s ankles and put his arms around Lord Ghost King’s waist. The two of them were entangled in the air for a few seconds before Zhong Chengshuo’s entire body fell on Yin Ren’s back.

Yin Ren’s laughter got stuck in his throat. A large area of body heat clung to his back, causing him to nearly hit the glass wall in front of him.

The tips of Zhong Chengshuo’s ears were slightly red, but his movements were firm—

“Over there.”

He put his chin on Yin Ren’s shoulders, trying to ensure that his eyes were level. After holding Yin Ren firmly, Zhong Chengshuo stretched out a hand and pointed to the building the size of a grain of rice under his feet.

“There’s a building over there that’s not repeated anywhere else.”

Yin Ren: “…Oh.” He tightened his body, not daring to move. The flexible bird had instantly turned into a humanoid kite.

As always, Zhong Chengshuo was fully focused on the task. For some reason, the sense of enjoyment Yin Ren just felt had disappeared without a trace, leaving him a little lost.

He stopped speaking and landed sideways at a uniform speed near where Zhong Chengshuo was pointing.

As a result, within a few steps after landing, Yin Ren’s subtle anger became heavier. He turned around and shook Zhong Chengshuo off his back, then grabbed him.

“Hug my waist and step on the top of my feet when we’re up there.” Yin Ren avoided Zhong Chengshuo’s gaze. “It’s too conspicuous if you’re on my back.”

Zhong Chengshuo spat out a long hair and let out a muffled “Nn”.

A few minutes later, the two hovered in the air and looked at a building under their feet.

This was a school.

Unlike the rigid and repetitive buildings around, the outline of the school’s building was particularly clear and out of place.

There were many students on the playground. Though they were blurred color blocks, they were much clearer than the pedestrians on the street. At least they could see the blurred and crooked eyebrows. The color block students ran and played on the playground to the tune of the class bell that interspersed with the dismissal bell, which made an unpleasant melody that swept through the playground from time to time.

Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo were actually not that far from the ground, but the students were unresponsive to them, going on as if they were just two invisible people.

“The reason for Guo Laifu’s madness is related to the school?”

Yin Ren pondered for a bit, unable to imagine how a serial murderer could be driven crazy by an ordinary school.

“Guo Wei, 17 years old. The last victim was Guo Laifu’s own son.” Zhong Chengshuo frowned as he looked down. “When he was killed by Guo Laifu, Guo Wei had just started his sophomore year in high-school.”

Guo Laifu himself only had a junior high school education, and he had never set foot in a proper high school before. The impression of the high school in front of him was clear, which meant it couldn’t have originated from Guo Laifu’s own schooling experience.

“Guilt? Seems unlikely.” Yin Ren hissed.

If Guo Laifu had such a conscience, he wouldn’t have chopped up his own son’s body into minced meat and then calmly hid for six months.

“I don’t think so. There must be other reasons.”

Zhong Chengshuo didn’t look at Yin Ren. As if looking for something, his gaze moved back and forth across the playground and the windows of the teaching building.

“…It may also be that, for some reason, his ‘cause of illness’ is hidden nearby.”

Yin Ren nodded and cooperated by lowering his altitude.

The two of them descended to a height of about 10 meters before the bottom of Yin Ren’s foot gave a “thud”. He had unexpectedly bumped into a barrier, and nearly broke his ankle in the void. Luckily, Lord Ghost King reacted quickly, and he urgently regained his balance to prevent the tragic case of “tumbling in mid-air with Zhong Chengshuo”.

“Idle people are not allowed to enter the school,” a hoarse voice said.

Yin Ren lowered his head and saw a severely deformed face.

It was an elderly security guard, but his face was distorted like melted wax. His neck was twisted at an incredible angle, as his face was directly staring at them. The old man’s facial features were terrible, but his tone was extremely stern.

“Idle people are not allowed to enter the school,” he repeated. In his pair of deformed eyes, there was only a deep and dull black.

Yin Ren stomped hard on the barrier under his feet. It had no traces of evil qi or spiritual energy. The school just simply “rejected” them.

It seemed impossible to break through.

Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo looked at each other and flew to the entrance of the school. Zhong Chengshuo buttoned up his suit, while Yin Ren straightened the hem of his shirt. After fixing their appearance, the two politely walked towards the gatekeeper.

The half-human-high metal folding door was closed. The guard booth window opened, and the distorted old face poked out.

“What are you doing here?” he asked bluntly.

“Visiting the campus,” Zhong Chengshuo replied calmly.

The chubby face that looked like melting wax trembled. “The school is not open!”

“…Hey, wait a minute. We are writing an interview with the senior management of your school, and we have to greet your leaders.” Yin Ren quickly rubbed the window. The glass felt real and made a sound under his hands. “Today, we’re just taking in the scene first and we’ll quickly leave.”

“I haven’t heard of this.” The old man glanced at the two of them, then mercilessly closed the window.

Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo: “…..”

The old man really didn’t give any maneuvering room.

Through the sliding door, the students wore big blue and white school uniforms and were laughing and jumping around in the playground. In the hoarse tone of the changing bell, the sky gradually darkened.

“Well, at least we have a target. Let’s go back first.” Zhong Chengshuo stared at the group of students. “It doesn’t seem impossible to get in here… We just need to have a ‘reasonable enough’ reason.”

Yin Ren let out a sigh.

He turned his head and looked at the weird campus behind him.

There was no problem with Zhong Chengshuo’s judgment. To figure out the specific situation on campus, it was better to bring Ge Tingting and Huang Jin as well.

It was just…

The atmosphere here was indescribably strange. He could feel a kind of hostility, but he couldn’t tell where it came from.

Inside the teaching building, behind a certain window.

In the shadows, a pair of eyes quietly stared at the two of them. The whites of those eyes were congested, and the pupils were muddy and lax without any luster. After a while, the owner of those eyes picked up a ballpoint pen and pressed his thumb to the end of the pen.


It was like turning off the lights of the entire world. All of a sudden, the surroundings were completely dark.

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Evil As Humans Ch67

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

Chapter 67: The Walls Have Ears

Inside the black door was pure darkness.

“Have a nice trip, everyone,” Fang Yuanyuan said.

A weird smell of dust and flesh floated from the door. The breath-like wind blew out a warm feeling. Yin Ren glanced at Zhong Chengshuo as he stood in front to go first.

He tentatively stretched out his right foot toward the darkness. After making sure there was solid ground inside the door, he moved forward with confidence.

Zhong Chengshuo trailed Yin Ren with light and alert steps. Yin Ren subconsciously wanted to grab the other’s hand, but thinking about touching Zhong Chengshuo’s skin that day, he came to an emergency brake and retracted his hand that was about to move.

The strange sense of uneasiness resurfaced with a kind of subtlety.

…However, Great King Yama was so close that he wouldn’t lose him. Yin Ren scratched the tip of his nose and continued walking forward.

At the beginning, it was darkness that completely obscured his field of vision.

It was like being immersed in viscous, warm water. Yin Ren’s entire body was supported by buoyancy as he moved forward with strange ease. There was a little flickering light in the distance that swayed quietly, like a faint sunlight shining at the bottom of a lake above the surface water.

Yin Ren continued to walk towards the light. The temperature was just right, and the shade was gentle. Walking in this darkness, he had an unprecedented sense of relaxation, even feeling a bit drowsy.

“Zhong Chengshuo…” He tried to call Zhong Chengshuo but found that his voice was muffled as if there was a water film between them.

Zhong Chengshuo’s footsteps sounded steadily behind him. After making sure that the other party didn’t react abnormally, Yin Ren stopped talking and accelerated his pace.

The piece of light was getting closer, and finally, as if stepping out of the water sideways, Yin Ren walked out of the darkness.

The “buoyancy” suddenly disappeared, and his entire body became heavy.

At this moment, Yin Ren didn’t have time to care about this—he looked at the scene in front of him and held his breath.

Even with the most absurd techniques, he had never seen such an illusion.

He was standing at the entrance of a street.

The street looked brightly lit at first glance, with plenty of light, and there were pedestrians walking around—that was, if you only looked at the vague outline.

Upon closer inspection, the street seemed endless. The buildings on the streets were distorted, intersected, and fused into an impossible formation. They were so high that they stretched into the sky, and he couldn’t see the top.

These buildings were more dilapidated and dirtier than the streets of Haigu. The surface was covered with blood vessels-like “creeping vines” that twitched and deflated.

Yin Ren reached out and touched the wall of a convenience store closest to him. It was uncommonly warm to the touch, like steaming internal organs.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of the “growth” of the building.

In this world, there was no sky or sun. There was only a vortex full of darkness above Yin Ren’s head. A viscous gray mist exuded from the edge of the vortex that kept turning all the time, stirring the top of the building that leaned in. The mess floating weightlessly, disappearing into the depths of darkness.

The vortex was like an eyehole that looked down at all beings, silently.

Yin Ren raised his head and stared in fascination at the void. When Zhong Chengshuo shot out from behind, Lord Ghost King’s hair almost exploded.

When Yin Ren turned his head, he was taken aback.

The clothes of the other three people had changed.

Ge Tingting had an extra set of hypertrophic school uniforms from some unknown school. The bright blue was lined with white, looking a bit rustic. Huang Jin’s clothes became a maintenance worker’s uniform, and he was wearing an additional cap on his head.

Huang Jin took off the cap suspiciously and threw it away. After a while, an identical cap appeared on the top of his head again.

Zhong Chengshuo’s outfit had become an extraordinary formal suit. Unlike the uniform of those sales staff, this black suit was just the right cut and it clearly outlined his figure.

The shoes he was wearing became leather shoes that were polished and shiny. Coupled with Zhong Chengshuo’s frameless glasses, this person looked like an elite who had just left a meeting.

Zhong Chengshuo knocked on his leather shoes uncomfortably and unbuttoned two buttons on his neckline. He rarely wore slim-fitting clothes as he didn’t like the excessive restraints.

After looking at Comrade Xiao Zhong, Yin Ren looked at himself speechlessly. His long hair was scattered again, and at some point, his t-shirt was replaced with an old-fashioned tunic.

Fortunately, it was still black, so it didn’t make him look like Fu Xingchuan No. 2.

“Hey, hey. Can you hear me?” Lu Xiaohe’s voice came out from the one-sided headset. “Don’t worry if you find that the clothes you’re wearing have changed. That’s Guo Laifu’s consciousness correction—based on your appearance, he transformed you into a more understandable image.”

Ge Tingting tugged at her high school uniform with a trace of fascination on her face. However, when she looked at the crest on the school uniform, the young girl’s expression slightly changed.

[%#@#% High School]

The text in front of it was a string of garbled code. The pattern structure looked like words but wasn’t, and they couldn’t make out any meaning.

Yin Ren also discovered this.

The signs of buildings, the street advertising posters, and the packaging of vending machines were full of garbled characters—at first glance, they looked normal, but they didn’t exist in the world.

The pedestrians on the street were even more wrong. When they looked closely, they only had a vague human shape. Those “people” had no facial features, and all their clothes and belongings lacked details, like a few scribbled color blocks spliced together, looking extremely off-putting.

Ge Tingting stood closer to the outside of the street and was almost knocked down by a “person” who was quickly walking by.

She wanted to apologize but found that the person didn’t even stop. The thing first maintained the appearance of being bumped into, and then continued to move forward with extremely awkward movements. After a dozen steps, its posture gradually returned to normal.

The young girl’s face turned a little blue. She silently retreated behind a convenience store’s sign, trying to hide herself.

“Don’t be afraid. Those are not real people. They have no thoughts,” Huang Jin said succinctly. “You guys can also—”

Huang Jin looked in the direction of Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo, and his words of comfort got stuck in his throat.

Zhong Chengshuo was scraping the wall skin with glowing eyes as he put it in a sample box. Yin Ren was poking a vending machine with interest, trying to make it spit out some mysterious items.

Huang Jing: “…….”

Huang Jing: “Miss Lu, do you have any new instructions on your side?”

“Find a base and get familiar with your surrounding environment first. It’s not recommended to spend the first night outside.”

Lu Xiaohe’s voice sounded a bit distant.

“I suggest using an office building or a hotel. What you see are Guo Laifu’s impressions. The architectural characteristic should be obvious.”

Shian building, Unit 9 Office.

After saying that, Lu Xiaohe looked at Guo Laifu’s brain waves on her screen.

The entry of living things into the brain would cause it to react. Her teammates should soon usher in the first “night”.

Lu Xiaohe clicked her mouse worriedly as she cast her gaze onto another big screen.

There were four sets of data jumping on it.

That was the mood swing of the four members of Unit 9.

Emotions were roughly divided into two basic categories: “Fear” and “Satisfaction” with “Sorrow” and “Hate”, and “Joy” and “Love” extended below.

Under the four categories, various smaller branches such as “Disgust”, “Anger”, “Shame”, “Relaxation”, and “Curiosity” branched out, creating a dazzling array of data.

In the Archive, emotions would become easier to monitor. If the person inside had a different mind, no matter how superb their acting skills were, it was difficult to fake their true emotions when facing their companions.

Hatred, malice, disgust… These suspicious emotions would be directly quantified and transmitted through the wristband the four were wearing.

To be honest, Lu Xiaohe didn’t like the feeling of monitoring her teammates, but this was an order from her immediate boss. Lu Xiaohe now deeply realized the necessity of this kind of monitoring.

Ge Tingting looked excited and nervous, while her fear readings weren’t too high or low.

Huang Jin’s mood was relatively stable. He seemed numb to this strange scene. His readings had only a faint “Helplessness” and a slight “Hope”, which was a standard working state.

Yin Ren’s emotional reading seemed to be dancing.

His “Curiosity” was like a roller coaster going up and down, interspersed with “Happiness”, “Nervousness”, “Worry”, and a sporadic “Confuse”. What was suspicious was that Yin Ren’s “Love” reading at this moment was a little higher than those of teammate love and friendship. She didn’t know where this increase came from.

Just looking at the changes in his emotions, Yin Ren was more energetic than Huang Jin.

…The problem was with Zhong Chengshuo.

There was a bit of “Curiosity” and “Excitement”, with some “Love”, but nothing else.

Starting from the top with “Fear”, all the subordinate branches of “negative feelings” for Zhong Chengshuo were zero.

Is Zhong Chengshuo’s wristband malfunctioning?

Lu Xiaohe made several remote restarts and reconnections, but the emotional branch for Zhong Chengshuo still remained zero.

Facing such an incomprehensible vision, Zhong Chengshuo had no fear, nervousness, or uneasiness at all.

This person was simply curious.

This kind of data couldn’t be explained by “personality disorder” alone. Lu Xiaohe frowned and unconsciously bit her pen.

“Xiaohe Jie, we only came in the morning, so it’s far from night. Isn’t it too early to prepare a base right now?”

Yin Ren’s voice came from the device, and at the same time, his “Curiosity” reading rose again.

Luo Xiaohe quickly collected herself. “Oh, oh, oh. The days and nights in his head don’t follow real life. Everyone is regarded as an invading foreign body, so his subconscious will definitely react. You still have about half an hour. Hurry up.”


15 minutes passed. The four of them had gathered in a hotel room.

Guo Laifu didn’t seem to have ever stayed at a good hotel. While the outside looked like a hotel, his impression of the interior seemed pretty bad.

This hotel was the closest to four of them and only had two floors. The interior was close to a third-rate hostel, with big white painted walls that were peeling, exposing that muddy-gray color behind it.

The curtains were dark purple, stained with dirt, and were closing tightly. There were cheesy decorative paintings hanging on the walls, and the cement floor was full of cracks and covered in dust.

Under the flashing incandescent lights, the four single beds reeked of dampness. There were suspicious stains on the sheets, and the bedside table was filled with dirty Coke cans and birth control supplies.

Zhong Chengshuo blankly took out a dust-proof plastic cloth from his backpack and covered it on one of the beds, then put over a sheet. After preparing all this, he sat upright on the edge of the bed.

Ge Tingting and Huang Jin, who just sat directly on their beds: “……”

Huang Jin: “There shouldn’t be any germs in the human mind”.

Even if the “Archive” could materialize the world inside the mind, it couldn’t conjure living viruses or bacteria out of thin air. Things in real life couldn’t be so well constructed. As a spirit smith, Huang Jin knew this well.

Zhong Chengshuo replied solemnly, “I know. It just looks uncomfortable.”

Huang Jin looked at the “mental health is also health” thought floating over Zhong Chengshuo’s body and then at the alcohol wipes that he took out speechlessly for a while.

Yin Ren took the opportunity to glance at Zhong Chengshuo’s luggage. Very good. Zhong Chengshuo didn’t bring any waterless cleansing wipes. A good start was half the battle.

He paced to the window in a good mood and pulled the curtains…

Peeping eyes were plastered outside the glass window.

They grew neatly on a piece of skin and tightly blocked the window. Following Yin Ren’s movements, those eyes turned their overly large pupils and looked at Yin Ren.

The well-informed Lord Ghost King: “…”


While the other three children didn’t see it, Yin Ren smoothly fetched a broom from the corner of the hotel. He opened the window with a smile and poked at the cobwebs full of eyes. Tears welled up when the eyes were poked, and they fell resentfully away from the window, drifting to who knew where.

When he first entered Shian, he himself had played this trick. How could he put this… Guo Laifu’s impression of a “hotel” was quite sick.

Without the cover of the cobweb skin, the room suddenly became much brighter. From this angle, he could see the weird street below.

It was only around 10 a.m., but the streets were already showing signs of nightfall.

The light from unknown sources disappeared during the day, and under the dim street lights, the clothes of “pedestrians” became a little shorter. They staggered around, laughing and cursing much louder than during the day, but it was just repeated loops of the same sound, like background noises recorded in advance.

Ge Tingting plucked up the courage and leaned in front of the window to look at the weird scene outside.

“It’s getting dark.” Zhong Chengshuo looked at the sky as he broadcast his statement.

“Good,” Lu Xiaohe said. “Make sure the doors and windows are closed, and then go to the front of the window to look out. Remember, no matter what you hear or see, you must never leave the room.”

“What you see next is extremely important for you to understand this mission.”

Huang Jin had just locked the door when Ge Tingting let out a cry of alarm.

Yin Ren had just run to his suitcase to get out some jerky when he hurriedly straightened up and looked at the scene outside the window.

It was completely dark, and shadows engulfed both sides of the streets. As the streetlights came on, many “things” suddenly appeared on the spacious street.

The street seemed to grow a layer of mold in an instant. Those things covered the entire street as they squirmed forward.

They all looked different, but they were far from the evil things that Yin Ren knew. This strange procession advanced unhurriedly, surging past the window in turn—

Four lone spider feet stuck together, stomping around and hugging each other in the dense mass. Something like a slimy fern, bent and stretched in every direction. Mixed in with them were a number of twitching gray “xanthium“, which squirmed like worms as they crawled slowly along the side of the street.

In the shadows were more writhing things that couldn’t be clearly seen.

This category of monster wasn’t large. They were about as tall as someone’s calves, and they just squeezed through the streets in a mighty way.

Wherever they went, the already chaotic buildings would become more distorted. The “pedestrians” on the street were stained with these things. They were quickly torn into scattered colors, seeping into the stone bricks on the street like sewage.

Slightly taller, somewhat vague human figures—about three meters tall, looking like scorched corpses with their arms raised high. These things stretched out their dark and long limbs, swinging frantically in the night.

The laughter and cursing all disappeared. The street was now crowded with all kinds of monsters, but there was a strange, dead silence. Ge Tingting subconsciously covered her mouth and nose while Yin Ren put down the half-eaten bag of jerky, politely keeping quiet.

None of these were the worst.

In addition to these weird, unknown things, there was also a huge monster on the street.

Yin Ren squeezed his face against the window and barely managed to see the entire thing.

It was an orange cone covered with huge holes.

It floated in the air with a texture that was similar to that of a snail’s shell and was larger than the hotel building they were staying at. There were circles of jellyfish-like tentacles on the bottom of the conical shell. Its huge body floated on the street, aimlessly bumping around.

Where it collided, the building became even more distorted and exaggerated. The straight office building twisted into a spiral and looked like it was about to break.

As if sensing Yin Ren’s gaze, the snail shell suddenly approached the window where the crowd was, and something jutted out from its bottomless hole…

It was a dark, moist eyeball. It had no pupils and only bits and pieces of viscous material.

The eyeball was several times larger than their window.

The next moment, the eyeball whizzed back into the depths of the snail’s shell, as if nothing had happened.

At some point, Zhong Chengshuo had walked to Yin Ren’s side. He frowned and stared at the giant object outside the window that was clearly visible.

These things weren’t evil beings. Yin Ren knew this in his heart.

He didn’t feel any evil qi, let alone Evil Force. These things were almost integrated with the current environment and were essentially no different from the “pedestrians” on the street.

…But if this was really Guo Laifu’s imagination, like Lu Xiaohe said? Wasn’t this imagination too odd?

“Boom boom!”

A muffled sound interrupted Yin Ren’s thinking.

It sounded clearly like the movement of flesh colliding with hard objects. Yin Ren quickly turned around.

Just two steps behind them, Huang Jin knelt on his knees. At some point, a fleshy gray “xanthium” had stuck to his head.

Its long thorns mixed with Huang Jin’s hair and were twitching like a sick little animal.

Oddly enough, Huang Jin was unaware of it. He collapsed on the ground and pressed his temples with both hands as his eyes darted randomly. His complexion was blue, and he looked so anxious that he was on the verge of vomiting.

“Will Ding Lizi be okay after I leave? She has no relatives to take care of her, and her memories haven’t been erased. I should spend more time with her…”

“But I have no position to reject Shian now. I don’t want to go to jail, which is an even worse situation…”

“Did I forget to lock the door before I left? I can’t go back in five days to confirm…”

He was muttering quickly to himself as his wristband on his right arm emitted a ticking alarm.

“Huang Jin?” Zhong Chengshuo pressed Yin Ren behind him as he tentatively called out. Huang Jin turned a deaf ear as sweat continued to trickle down his cheeks.

“Something has invaded the room? Don’t panic guys.”

At the sound of the alarm, Lu Xiaohe took the initiative to speak in a calm tone. “Zhong Chengshuo, go and confirm the point of invasion. Yin Ren, Ge Tingting, stay away from Huang Jin—”

The next moment, only a loud noise was heard. Huang Jin’s wristband buzzed. His entire body shivered twice, and his gaze froze for a few seconds.

He seemed to have just recovered from a nightmare. Gasping for breath, his eyes still looked glazed.

The fleshy xanthium slid across his back and fell to the ground with a snap. Its sharp thorn was twitching constantly in the air.

It seemed like an electric shock seemed to work on that thing.

Determining that Huang Jin was safe, Zhong Chengshuo dutifully left the window and found the invasion point. Ge Tingting was like a frightened cat. She rushed to a corner of the room and tried to stay away from that thing.

[Ear Person: It’s screaming.] After making sure she had shrunk to the tightest corner, she texted a message to her companions.

“It’s okay. Don’t panic. They can’t cause you any harm,” Lu Xiaohe comforted her. “Leave it alone. When the time comes, it will disappear by itself.”

Following her explanation, Huang Jin convulsively stood up. He rubbed it away and fell toward the dirty bed, leaving the strange thing alone to twitch in place.

Seeing that Comrade Huang Jin was extremely capable of taking care of himself, Yin Ren took out his phone in silence. He was about to comfort Ge Tingting but found a dozen messages had popped up on the screen.

[Siren: Can I eat it?]

[Siren: Can I eat it?]

[Siren: Can I eat it?]

[What is that?] Yin Ren quickly replied.

[The weak that can be eaten.] It gleefully explained.

Yin Ren smiled. [I see. Don’t eat it.]

[Siren: ?]

Dog Thing was stupid, so Yin Ren never believed all the information it gave. It dared give this thing a similar rating to his own, so what exactly was he? A weak thing that couldn’t be eaten?

But if Dog Thing’s words were credible, this thing was by no means a simple illusion.

Yin Ren looked deeply at the fleshy xanthium that was twitching on the ground. He thought for a moment, then slipped to the door and picked up a basin under the sink.

Next, he pressed the basin and a heavy object together in one motion, breathing a sigh of relief.

The fleshy xanthium crackled and fluttered inside; there was a little fatigue in its thumping sound.

Yin Ren ignored it. He imitated Ge Tingting’s movements and leisurely hid in another corner.

Well, at least he was stronger than this weird little thing.

At this moment, Zhong Chengshuo was following Lu Xiaohe’s instructions and blocking the peephole in the bathroom…

When he looked around, he really found such a flaw. The hole was the size of a coin and was hidden behind a tattered poster that still had dry mucus on it. The “xanthium” probably came from there.

Zhong Chengshuo tore open some tape and neatly blocked the hole.

He was just about to go into the living room when he heard a click. The hole he had just sealed was poked open by something.

A thin human finger pulled back from the hole, then a sound of squeezing was heard, and another “xanthium” had pushed itself in.

At this moment, Zhong Chengshuo saw it clearly. The thing was painfully drilling itself in, looking like it came in involuntarily. However, as soon as the xanthium discovered Zhong Chengshuo, it suddenly became energetic and rushed over.

At the same time, there was a soft hum that came from the peephole.


Zhong Chengshuo whipped the xanthium that was flying towards him and narrowed his eyes at the hole.

Interesting,’ he thought.

In addition to them, there were other “people” here.

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Xiao Yin: Is this the new era? (Holding jerky with shakily pupils)

Xiao Zhong: It’s not hygienic.jpg

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Evil As Humans Ch66

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

Chapter 66: Opening

Kong Wanqing looked at the information in his hand blankly.

This was already his 20th year of joining Sunken Society—as a member of the Kong family, he entered Sunken Society at 19. Nowadays, he didn’t need to get involved in too many troublesome cases.

Truthfully speaking, Kong Wanqing’s talent wasn’t top-notch, but he acted cautiously. The Kong family was old and held many unique ghost-fighting spells, which made Kong Wanqing even more famous.

He mostly served as auxiliary support for live human experiments with Evil Force. Compared to other easily exposed positions, this job was quite easy.

Or so it should be.

Who would have thought that he first failed to recruit a newcomer surnamed Yin, and then was overturned in the Feng Qi case? There were very few high-quality ghosts on hand, and he urgently needed to replenish.

Now, Sunken Society had given him the opportunity to “pick” a ghost himself but also given him corresponding requirements.

“Just the day before yesterday, Shian transferred Guo Laifu to the municipal hospital. Yesterday, I sensed the opening of the Archive,” the person sitting in the office chair said. “Guo Laifu isn’t an important person, so most likely they’ll send Unit 9 from the Special Investigation team to investigate.”

After all, Shian, like them, was particularly interested in the two newcomers. There was no place that exposed human nature more easily than the “Archive”. This arrangement was easy to guess.

Unfortunately, Fu Xingchuan believed too much in the security of the “Archive”—no, rather, someone deliberately gave Shian such an illusion.

“This is information about the targets in Unit 9. One of them is the biological son of Wei Huaxian and Kong Miao, and the other is one of the people involved in the breaking of the Evil Spirit seal. Your task is simple. Persuade them or get rid of them.”

On the profile were two young and handsome faces.

“Wei Huaxian and Auntie Kong’s son?” Isn’t that your…” Kong Wanqing sat on the sofa, frowning.

Opposite of him, the head of  Sunken Society of the Haigu branch— was Wei Huaqian.

Wei Huaqian and Wei Huaxian were brothers. They weren’t born into an aristocratic family but had extremely high talents as spirit smiths. Compared with Wei Huaxian, the elder brother who was crazy about human products, Wei Huaqian was more cruel and calm.

28 years ago, Wei Huaxian and Kong Miao were both arrested and executed soon after, while Wei Huaqian slowly climbed up Sunken Society. Now that he was in his early fifties, he controlled Sunken Society in Haigu, which rivaled that of Shian.

It was no secret that Wei Huaxian and Kong Miao had a son. The baby back then was adopted by a pair of police officers. As he slowly grew up, he became Kong Wanqing’s target on paper.

Unfortunately, though both of Zhong Chengshuo’s parents were crazy metaphysical geniuses, he himself had no talent. Wei Huaqian had taken an interest in Zhong Chengshuo when he was young but had quickly lost it.

Now this person had entered Shian and had repeatedly appeared in front of Sunken Society as a science post, encountering incidents related to Evil Force time and time again.

There weren’t so many coincidences in the world of the metaphysics.

“My nephew, your cousin,” Wei Huaqian said lightly. “Is there any problem?”

“It’s okay to persuade, but getting rid of is a bit—” Kong Wanqing hesitated.

In the metaphysical world, “flesh and blood of blood relatives” had various mystical uses. If Zhong Chengshuo were to die in the Archive, there would be no bones left, so they wouldn’t have the chance to recycle his body.

“He chose to be loyal to Shian. Sooner or later, he’ll become a problem to us.” Wei Huaqian nodded. “There’s also Yin Ren. A month has passed, and Shian hasn’t given him any special treatment. That guy is either a dumbass or a hidden master.”

Kong Wanqing: “I see… Uh, one more thing. According to Shian’s rules, it’s impossible for only the two of them to enter the ‘Archive’. What about the rest?”

“Kill. Can’t you do it?” Wei Huaqian replied naturally. “Keep your hands clean, and don’t leave too many clues.”

Kong Wanqing’s facial muscles twitched. In the end, he remained silent and just nodded as he lifted the bag by the sofa—Wei Huaqian didn’t like procrastinating and waiting. When he knew the content of the task, Kong Wanqing had already packed his luggage in advance.

Wei Huaqian opened the drawer and threw him a 5-meter-long red rope and let him wrap it around his wrist.

The red rope was full of Evil Force. Kong Wanqing’s brain began to buzz after only a brief contact. He did his best to endure without saying a word.

After Kong Wanqing wrapped the red rope around, Wei Huaqian ordered him to take seven sheets of A4 printing paper, overlap them on the wooden floor, and then step on them.

By this time, Kong Wanqing was already dizzy. He didn’t dare open his mouth for fear that he would puke.

Ignoring his blue face, Wei Huaqian opened the refrigerator, cruised around in the cold air, and took out a tube of cold blood.

Guo Laifu’s blood sample.

Seeing the pus and blood flowing from Kong Wanqing’s nostrils, Wei Huaqian snorted and took out a glass dipping pen engraved with runes. He leaned down, dipped it in Guo Laifu’s blood, traced around Kong Wanqing’s feet, and drew countless obscure patterns on the printing paper.

The moment the nib of the pen left the paper, the printing paper turned into a smooth white swamp.

The blood-drawn patterns gradually distorted. Kong Wanqing dizzily sank down with dilating pupils.

The paper gradually submerged his waist, chin, and the top of his head. Within half a minute, Kong Wanqing and his luggage disappeared from the room without a trace.

Wei Huaqian didn’t remain idle. He took out four nails and nailed them to the place where Kong Wanqing disappeared. He then pulled out a few meters of long red rope of Evil Force and wrapped it around the nails a few times, creating a square “rope circle”.

Finally, Wei Huaqian poured Guo Laifu’s remaining blood on the rope circle. As the blood spread, the rope quickly changed from bright red to dark red.

The special ability of the Charon branch—”Activity Archive”.

Wei Huaqian couldn’t send living things directly to the “other side”, but he could send people to a place close to the Archive after specifying the target’s brain. If Shian’s door happened to be open and the target’s brain was the same, he could create a “back door”.

What a pity he couldn’t snatch Bai Yongji and make good use of him. His abilities still had room for improvement, Wei Huaqian thought coldly. Anyway, Bai Yongji had no loyalty to them, so he didn’t particularly feel distressed about it.

However, it was regrettable that he failed to seize that opportunity.

To some extent, the accident in the Bai Yongji case also involved Unit 9’s intervention.

Wei Huaqian sighed.

“Is this a good or an evil fate?” He took out Zhong Chengshuo’s information and casually looked at it with his dull, black eyes.


At this moment, those similar eyes in Zhong Chengshuo were lifeless.

He and Yin Ren were pushing a shopping cart and standing in the largest shopping market in Haigu.

Yin Ren was extremely dissatisfied with eating compressed food for 7 consecutive days. He immediately said that he would bring more luggage and get some other food—Lu Xiaohe couldn’t argue with him, so she had to relent.

“Personal belongings in up to one suitcase,” she warned them with a half-smile. “If you lose your things, Shian won’t reimburse you!”

So on the last weekend before entering the Archive, Yin Ren rushed to the largest supermarket in Haigu for a shopping trip. This was a dangerous mission, yet this person was making it look like travel preparation.

The goals of the two were too far apart. They separated as soon as they entered the supermarket.

Zhong Chengshuo picked out a simple pajama set and a set of disposable toiletries, some refreshing coffee, and chewing gum. They were so poorly spread out at the bottom of the shopping cart that they wouldn’t even fill a small bag. As for tools such as a Swiss army knife, he had two at home and didn’t need to buy them specially.

Great King Yama ended the battle in ten minutes and began to wander aimlessly around while pushing the shopping cart.

He made an appointment with Yin Ren to meet him at the exit after an hour, and he still had 50 minutes left. Zhong Chengshuo pushed the cart and slowly passed through the colorful cargo of shelves. If color had sound, it would be extremely noisy in his ear right now.

…Speaking of which, this was the first time he had come to such a lively supermarket to shop.

When Yin Ren didn’t live with him, Zhong Chengshuo would only shop for some necessities online and at most go to the supermarket near the community to buy emergency supplies.

What was life like at that time? It was only a little over a month ago, but he seemed to have trouble remembering.

Zhong Chengshuo stopped in front of the candy shelf. He stared at the exaggerated smiling faces on the chocolate chip packaging.

He looked at it solemnly for a long time, then stretched out his hand and threw two bags into the shopping cart. Realizing that the dazzling smile was transferred into his shopping cart, Zhong Chengshuo woke up like from a dream and wanted to remove them.

He just needed to “like” Yin Ren and didn’t need to do such superfluous things.

As a result, looking at those two extraordinarily bright smiles, he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

‘Forget it,’ he thought. It was just feeding chocolate chips to some unknown evil being. The world probably wouldn’t be destroyed as a result… Everything was still under his control. Nothing had changed.

Zhong Chengshuo covered the chocolate chips with his pajamas as he solemnly concluded.

More than a dozen shelves away.

Yin Ren’s shopping cart was packed to the brim.

In order to ensure maximum space utilization, he didn’t buy any puffed food and only bought “dry goods” such as dried meat, preserved fruits, chicken feet, and duck necks. He was planning to sweep the candy section, but he was drawn away by a daily necessities shelf.

[Waterless cleansing wipes, specially for business trips, to give you a refreshing and clean day!]

This thing looked like a new product, as the supermarket had specially prepared shelves and signs for it. The packaging of the cleansing wipes was upright, and the design was fresh and clean, exuding a very soft and pleasant scent.

Lord Ghost King could clean himself, so naturally he didn’t need this, but…

Yin Ren looked at the mint flavor on the left and then at the aloe flavor on the right. He couldn’t help taking two steps forward and sniffing them carefully.

It smelled really good and was especially suitable for someone.

For Zhong Chengshuo, not taking a shower for a few days was probably worse than killing him. If this thing was really useful, maybe Zhong Chengshuo could use it to wipe his body…

Thinking of the scar examination that night, Yin Ren’s fingertips shrank.

He was inexplicably sad because he didn’t like to imagine the pup being injured.

Zhong Chengshuo was very healthy now, and there seemed to be no sequelae. “King Yama” of the Nightwalkers was at his peak, no longer a fragile child, so there wouldn’t be any more problems.

He decided to care for this person openly and honestly, and emotions were a by-product of “caring”.

Yin Ren shook his head solemnly and continued reading the advertisement on the stand, trying to figure out a specific someone’s preference.

He didn’t know which smell Zhong Chengshuo would prefer.

He personally preferred the refreshing smell of aloe vera, but mint seemed more in line with that guy’s temperament… When Zhong Chengshuo became distressed because he couldn’t bathe, he would bring this thing out. Thinking of such a scene, he would look like a man full of confidence and in control.

Yin Ren raised the corner of his mouth. He reluctantly pulled out a few packs of pickled pork rinds and put four packs of waterless cleansing wipes into the shopping cart.

Very good. All was according to plan.

Lord Ghost King curled his hair in satisfaction as he pushed away the shopping cart with his head held high.


On Monday, Guo Laifu’s “Archive” officially opened.

A total of four people from Unit 9: Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo, as well as temporary members Ge Tingting and Huang Jin—entered the Archive and were expected to leave at 18:00 on Friday. Lu Xiaohe, as the rear commander, was responsible for the whole process of communication. If they fail to leave the Archive before 12:00 on Sunday, a Class A Investigation Team would go in and rescue them.

This was supposed to be a serious operation, but as soon as Lu Xiaohe greeted her four colleagues in the office, her head started to hurt.

“What are you doing?” she asked in confusion.

Although there was no dress code and there was a luggage “consignment” quota, of these four people, only Ge Tingting was normal.

The girl was wearing a Shian cultural shirt with knee-length trousers that were easy to move in. Her shoulder-length hair was tied in a small braid at the back of her head, and she carried a simple and sturdy backpack with basic daily necessities neatly packed in it. She was holding a phone for communication in her arms with a serious expression and some eagerness.

The remaining three men had their own… peculiarities.

Huang Jin carried the equipment of a spirit smith. If he wasn’t carrying the guitar, he would look quite normal.

Zhong Chengshuo smelled like he was marinated in shower gel, and his skin still had a pink color from excessive washing. He was dressed like he was going on a wild adventure into the wilderness. He had a short knife, flashlight, and compass hanging from his waist. In addition to the neatly packed mountaineering backpack, he also carried two neatly arranged duffel bags.

In one of the duffle bags, the outline of disinfectant was clearly protruding, and there was a plush ball from a nightcap exposed from the little mouth of the bag.

Unlike the suspected camper, Yin Ren was equally opposite, as he looked completely unprepared.

This guy was the most excessive. He only brought a change of clothes and very little cleaning supplies. The rest of his luggage space was given to various foods and his tablet. He was wearing a t-shirt that had the words “Most Troublesome”. She didn’t know where he picked this up from.

Lu Xiaohe subconsciously crossed her arms and blocked the writing on her shirt.

“Huang Jin, leave your guitar for me. Zhong Chengshuo, your compass is useless in people’s minds, and there’s no need to bring disinfectant… Yin Ren, are you sure you want to bring so much food? In case things change, they will not come in handy.”

Yin Ren replied solemnly, “I’m sure.”

Ge Tingting stared at the subtitles on the phone screen. Seeing as she hadn’t been named, the reliable young girl raised her head proudly.

Lu Xiaohe looked at her team members with melancholy and silently gave Ge Tingting a hug.

“Inside the Archive, people’s metabolisms are much slower than outside. In theory, you can survive for a long time without eating or drinking, but in order to ensure you have plenty of energy, Shian has prepared a suitable amount of food, water, and water-collection equipment,” Lu Xiaohe numbly explained.

“When you enter the Archive, you must never act separately for more than an hour. Do not eat or drink anything inside. The most important thing is that you should try to get enough sleep and make sure you’re clear-headed.”

“There may be some terrifying scenes in Guo Laifu’s Archive, and even monsters will appear, but remember, those are all things in his mind, not real evil things or people. In theory, you won’t be in danger. I’ll follow up and contact you throughout the process, so there’s no need to worry.”

“This girl is too young.” Huang Jin reluctantly put down the guitar and pointed to Ge Tingting. “It’s not good to take her in.”

Suddenly, in his vision, Ge Tingting’s body flew over showing the text: [In terms of qualification, I’m your senior and I will be 16 soon.]

“You see. She’s not even 16 yet.” Huang Jin continued faintly. “Give up. I’m not calling you senior.”

Ge Tingting: “?!”

She pointed to Huang Jin in shock and then to the text translated on the screen. She then looked at Lu Xiaohe helplessly with her eyes.

Lu Xiaohe rubbed her temples. “Ge Tingting and Huang Jin both have special abilities and are naturally resistant to human influence… As for personal safety, there’s no need to worry.”

She took out four wristbands and narrowed her eyes at Zhong Chengshuo and Yin Ren.

“You have to wear this.”

Zhong Chengshuo frowned. “What’s this?”

“It’s used for tracking and to monitor your physical condition.” Lu Xiaohe clapped her hands without explaining much. “Okay, ready to go?”

Five minutes later, the elevator stopped on the familiar medical examination floor.

Sure enough, it was the black door during the entry exam. It was moved to the opposite side of the elevator door, but it was still closed tightly.

As on the day of the entry examination, the black door exuded a strong attraction, pulling Yin Ren’s attention like a whirlpool. Zhong Chengshuo and Ge Tingting looked confused. Only Huang Jin looked in the direction of the black door, not knowing what he was seeing.

Who would have thought that Shian was so unethical that they would use a Class A level anomaly as a test for newcomers? If he had opened the black door on the day of the entry exam… according to the information of the “Archive”, he would probably crash into a dark, one-square-meter room and get a bad review for “dying”.

Now too, it was better to pretend that he didn’t see anything.

Yin Ren turned his gaze away speechlessly and looked at the staff not far away. Lu Xiaohe was already on standby in front of the equipment, so it was Fang Yuanyuan who came to send them off.

The woman smiled sweetly as she held a syringe in her hand. The syringe contained half a tube of light-yellow liquid; most likely Guo Laifu’s cerebrospinal fluid.

“Not bad. Not long after you joined, you have such results.” She glanced at Ge Tingting and Huang Jin meaningfully. “Unit 9 sure is efficient, managing to grab new teammates when you go out and solve cases.”

As she spoke, she quickly walked to the front of the black door.

Fang Yuanyuan didn’t seem to be able to see the black door clearly—she fumbled on the door for a while and finally found the position of the keyhole. She inserted the syringe into the keyhole and quickly injected the cerebrospinal fluid into it.

There was a strange twisting sound from behind the black door, like someone was desperately squeezing something into a pulp. The sticky, distorted sound became clearer, and the color of the black door became deeper, almost turning into a rectangle-shaped black hole.

Yin Ren had to exert a lot of self-control in order to not look at it.


The author has something to say:

I feel that everyone may have forgotten Kong Wanqing. Let’s review the past—this is the unlucky guy who tried to poach Yin Ren in Feng Qi’s case and had his 10 ghosts killed by King Yama. (?


Xiao Zhong: I like him, but everything is under control……

Xiao Yin: I care about him very, very much (even feeling a bit distressed), but this is all part of my wise plan!

……Perhaps this is the self-confidence of a fool in love!

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Evil As Humans Ch65

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

Chapter 65: Take To Heart

Ping’an Manor itself was deserted, but the surrounding night market was always lively.

Especially in the summer, many people wouldn’t bother to go home and instead stop by and buy a snack with a cold beer, which could relieve the heat and fatigue of the day. On this day, it included two employees from Shian.

“Didn’t you want to eat coconut chicken tonight?” Yin Ren held his breath.

Zhong Chengshuo walked away from the vegetable market to the food stalls with eyes sweeping around, as if he were looking for something.

“Hm, but I suddenly want a serving of shredded chicken with cold noodles,” he replied.

‘Suddenly wanting to eat cold noodles, my ass.’ Yin Ren was expressionless.

If it were the same before, he would drag Zhong Chengshuo to the cold noodle stall and watch with a smile to see how this person would react, but after being confessed to and rejected by this kid, Yin Ren was sure if his mentality had undergone a subtle change.

Half of it was the guilt in his answer—he didn’t really think much when he said, “Give it a try”.

The life of an evil being was quite long. Even if Yin Ren had never entered society, with more than 300 years of experience, he knew enough to be considerate to a mortal until their 100th year. It was like teasing a puppy or kitten—he could also get some novel pleasure along the way.

The “King Yama” in this world was just more cautious but quite cute.

…At least he originally thought so.

When using this face, it wasn’t like Yin Ren didn’t consider the possibility of being liked by humans. He had memorized <***> and even considered the development of “falling in love with people”.

However, Zhong Chengshuo’s incredible action of confessing first and then rejecting came as a complete surprise to him.

What’s up with this? Isn’t Zhong Chengshuo quite slow? How could he be so blindly sharp in areas he shouldn’t be in?

Yin Ren glanced faintly at the food stall, and for the first time, he had no appetite.

As for the remaining half of his mentality, Yin Ren himself couldn’t say, but he was pretty sure it was mixed with a lot of inexplicable desire for attention and a wonderful desire for winning and losing.

For example, at this moment, out of some kind of unclear psychology, he didn’t want it to be discovered that his partner was jokingly called “wife”.

However, if he obstructed Zhong Chengshuo from buying cold noodles again, it would be too obvious that he was trying to cover something up. As they approached the end of the food stall street, Yin Ren’s steps became heavier.

Just as Zhong Chengshuo turned his gaze towards the cold noodles uncle and the sound of funeral music rang out in Yin Ren’s heart, his phone rang.

“Hello?” Zhong Chengshuo stopped. “…Huh? I haven’t eaten yet.”

He took the phone away from his ear and turned to Yin Ren. “Sun Qi’an said she wants to treat us to dinner. Want to go?”

Thanking Ms. Sun, Yin Ren’s spirit was instantly refreshed. “Go, of course.”

Sun Qi’an picked a delicious local chicken restaurant. She wasn’t dressed as formally as she had a while ago and simply wore a t-shirt. Her long, wavy hair was tied into a loose bun.

“I heard you two have done a lot.” Sun Qi’an drank a sip of cold beer happily. “This is a thank you for ridding society of harm and a little selfishness of mine.”

She gently tapped her chopsticks on the table.

“Let’s not talk about keeping me away from perverts. After Bai Yongji’s incident, my family will never urge me to go on a blind date again. Now, whenever dad goes home, he won’t even mention a single word about it—I know you guys were mainly behind this. I heard it from someone when I was making my statements.”

“We just handed in the reports. The main contributor is the police.”

Yin Ren curved his eyes and pushed the topic aside.

“Ms. Sun, are you okay? After all, you had a lot of communication with Bai Yongji.”

“I’m fine. To be honest, I thought he was a good friend before. I’m good now. In a few days, there will be a lot of reports on the case of this ‘friend’.” Sun Qi’an sighed. “It seems that my psychological counseling is so half-assed that I didn’t see anything wrong with him.”

“Thinking about it now, when he looked at Xiao Zhong’s with shining eyes, it was quite scary.”

Yin Ren paused his chopsticks. “Looking at Zhong Ge’s with shining eyes?”

Bai Yongji preferred people who had “suffered a major blow” but were “positive”. In a sense, Zhong Chengshuo could be said to be positive in a weird way… but did he suffer a major blow?

“…Well, he heard that Xiao Zhong wanted to talk to me about some psychological problems, but he didn’t ask any more questions.” Sun Qi’an didn’t notice Yin Ren’s wandering thoughts. “Haa, I could have been wrong.”

In the steaming heat of the chicken soup, she looked a little melancholy.

“Bai Yongji probably investigated us and found out that I was adopted.” Zhong Chengshuo chucked a piece of potato into his mouth and spoke in a flat tone. “For him, it could be a major blow to be ‘abandoned by your biological parents’.”

“That makes sense.” Regarding the matter of “Zhong Chengshuo being adopted”, as the daughter of Officer Sun, Sun Qi’an was aware of it.

The uninformed Yin Ren: “?”

Lord Ghost King was shocked—looking at the attitude of the two elders of the Zhong family, there was no doubt that Zhong Chengshuo was their son. Although they had been partners for over a month, Shian hadn’t given him any information in this regard.

But even Sun Qi’an knew about this, so it must not be an earth-shattering secret.

But he didn’t know.

Yin Ren lowered his eyes and stuffed a piece of chicken into his mouth. The topic at the dinner table had moved to the analysis of Bai Yongji’s criminal behavior, so he couldn’t join in.

He just smiled and ate the delicious chicken while giving Zhong Chengshuo a sideways glance from time to time.

After thinking about it carefully, his partner was wrapped up in a lot of mysteries.

How could such a dangerous tool like the “Evil Fruit” come into Zhong Chengshuo’s hands? Wasn’t he a “good young man” raised by his police parents? Why did he join the Nightwalkers and become King Yama but now join Shian without telling them?

…And that huge scar.

He had only thought about the useful handle of “King Yama” before. He just needed to hang on to his human and never thought about other problems more deeply.

Indeed, he had never seriously understood Zhong Chengshuo as a person.

“Xiao Yin, Xiao Yin?” Sun Qi’an waved her hands in front of him. “You’re drinking from an empty can. Are you okay? Do you want another drink?”

“…” Yin Ren silently put down the empty Coke can in his hand. “I was distracted just now, sorry.”

“Ah, sorry. We talked for so late.” Sun Qi’an glanced at the time. “You guys have work tomorrow, so I don’t want to keep you all night.”

Zhong Chengshuo stood up politely. He was just about to speak when Yin Ren grabbed his arm—Lord Ghost King stood up in a dignified manner, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.

“There’s no need to be sorry. I have benefited a lot,” Yin Ren said sincerely. “Ms. Sun helped me out a ton.”

Although Zhong Chengshuo didn’t need to do anything extra, he already understood that “doing nothing” wasn’t Yin Ren’s style.

Sun Qi’an: “?” She didn’t seem to say anything beneficial. Could it be that Yin Ren was studying criminal psychology?

“Let’s go, Zhong Ge. We’ll get some cold noodles together tomorrow.” Yin Ren leaned over to Zhong Chengshuo’s ear and whispered, “I’m sorry. I made a joke with the owner of the cold noodles stand before and said you were my wife.”

Zhong Chengshuo’s facial muscles twitched as he looked at Yin Ren speechlessly.

Yin Ren stared at Zhong Chengshuo’s ears, which were quite white and were in the process of being dyed red. It was so dazzling that he couldn’t help but want to poke it.

Lord Ghost King snorted triumphantly and the discomfort in his eyes completely faded.

His own sense of awkwardness stemmed from nothing more than his “inability to understand Zhong Chengshuo”. Now, he couldn’t help but care about this person, so it was better to “care” about it to the end and get to know him more deeply.

He would strip that mortal from head to toe, leaving no secrets behind.

When he thoroughly understood Zhong Chengshuo, all his preferences, goals, and motivations would be clear at a glance. Would he be disgusted or still interested in that human…

He wondered who would be more embarrassed and out of control by being teased?


At night, Yin Ren lay on the sofa as usual. Zhong Chengshuo took out a book in a foreign language and sat at the dining table reading.

Soft music came out of the stereo, and the unique smell of mosquito coils floated in the air. It was as if nothing had changed between the two of them.

Hu Tao found an empty residence and arranged for Lu Tanfei to live in it. Finally, there was another evil being that she could communicate with, so Ms. Hu Tao was very happy. Since she had some basic knowledge about ghosts, she would take the initiative to explain to Lu Tanfei, so there was no need for Yin Ren to worry about for the time being.

During the day, Lu Tanfei accompanied Lu Yuanyuan, so the two ghosts could only communicate at night. Since Hu Tao came less than usual, in the huge living room, there were only two people: Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo… Well, one person and one evil being.

A strand of black hair climbed up the dining table and crawled past Zhong Chengshuo’s book. The strand wrapped around an apple in the fruit basket and dragged it to the corner of the dining table, which was followed by crisp chewing sounds in the air.

Zhong Chengshuo: “……” Interesting.

Not only did Yin Ren recover from the “confession incident” of that day, he didn’t even bother to hide himself but rather intensified his identity as an evil being.

He had to admit that this trick had a very strong effect on King Yama.

Zhong Chengshuo’s gaze gradually drifted away from the book and looked at the strand of hair that was gnawing on the apple. The tips of the hair swayed left and right, and Zhong Chengshuo’s pupils followed.

Yin Ren himself was still lying on the sofa, intently watching a store exploration video.

Although it was a good thing to not eat on the sofa…

“Yin Ren.” Zhong Chengshuo stared intently at the strand of hair, trying to think about how it could eat. “Can I touch your hair?” The one that’s eating an apple.

“Sure.” Lord Ghost King was quite generous. “Coincidentally, I also have something I want to touch. Why don’t we exchange?”


Yin Ren rubbed on the sofa and raised his head. “I want to touch the scar on your body.”

Zhong Chengshuo was silent for about half a minute.

After a long time, he sighed. Zhong Chengshuo put down his book, sat down on the side of the sofa, and began to slowly unbutton his pajamas.

As each button was pressed, the chest, waist, and abdomen were revealed one by one. Eventually, a firm body loomed under the fabric. Unlike the “bathroom accident”, Yin Ren took a real look this time.

“As you wish,” Zhong Chengshuo replied.

Zhong Chengshuo’s skin was taut, and he was beautifully muscled. They covered his body flexibly and didn’t look overly bloated. His body was strong and well-proportioned, like a statue in an art museum.

Bai Yongji’s case had left it with more than a dozen small scratches, so there were some slightly red and swollen areas, but they didn’t seem to be a big deal. As time passed, those wounds would soon disappear.

Only the huge scar was left quietly present.

The scar was basically the same as his skin tone, but with an unnatural depression and protrusion. The suture marks were enlarged by time and lined up on both sides of the scar, resembling the claws of a centipede.

Yin Ren propped one leg on the sofa as his gaze flowed down the scar. Zhong Chengshuo was leaning on the end of the sofa, watching as the man crawled closer with his ochre shimmering eyes.

Yin Ren’s fingertips ran along the scar, causing Zhong Chengshuo’s body to tremble involuntarily.

The fingertips of the evil being were extremely hot as they slowly traveled down his clavicle and carefully traced the shape of the scar. For a moment, Zhong Chengshuo almost thought this was revenge for the scene in the amusement park, but Yin Ren’s expression was solemn, and there were no hints of him playing tricks.

“A cut wound,” he whispered. Yin Ren’s face was so close that his breath sprayed directly on Zhong Chengshuo’s chest. “This has existed for a long time… It was formed when you were a baby or a child.”

Zhong Chengshuo pursed his lips. “Nn.”

Yin Ren’s manicured and rounded nails scratched his skin, making it a little itchy.

“And it’s deep.” Yin Ren pressed the scar with his warm fingers. “The kind of depth that can cut a person open.”

“I don’t remember,” Zhong Chengshuo responded softly.

“Don’t remember anything at all?”

Yin Ren looked up at him. At this moment, the evil being’s hand had already pressed against his abdomen.

“…I don’t,” Zhong Chengshuo replied with a wooden face.

“Pretty good,” Yin Ren said. “This is a fatal wound. It’s not easy to survive.”

Yin Ren’s movements weren’t heavy, but the strange itching gradually made it impossible to ignore. It wasn’t like they hadn’t touched each other, but this time, the touch was different—it was a more subtle shock than a chaotic heartbeat, and his breathing became uneven.

Yin Ren was still studying him wholeheartedly. When his scorching fingertips left the scar, Zhong Chengshuo was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when, in the next moment, the fingertips were replaced by warm palms.

The warm touch instantly exploded, causing Zhong Chengshuo’s muscles to tighten abruptly and his entire body to lean back.

He took a hard, deep breath. “How long will it take?”

“This is enough.” Yin Ren raised his hands. “I just want to know more about you.”

Zhong Chengshuo quickly buttoned up his pajamas. He rushed to the refrigerator and took out a saltwater popsicle from the freezer.

Yin Ren’s expression collapsed for a second. “…That’s mine!”

“I know. I’ll pay you back later,” Zhong Chengshuo said as he bit into it. “It’s your turn. Your hair.”

“Forget it.” Yin Ren lay back down on the sofa and muttered as he turned over and moved the back of his head toward Zhong Chengshuo. “Okay, you can touch it.”

As Zhong Chengshuo sat back down on the sofa, a strand of hair came up automatically, and angrily bit into the saltwater popsicle. It was immediately captured by Zhong Chengshuo and carefully played with in his hands.

A few minutes later.

“Zhong Chengshuo.” Yin Ren turned his face to the back of the sofa and spoke sullenly.

Zhong Chengshuo continued eating the popsicle as he tried to stretch the hair in his hand. “Is your hair sentient?”


Yin Ren’s face was still facing the sofa. “I just keep it in good condition.”

Zhong Chengshuo: “…I see.”

The tip of the strand of hair wrapped around his thumb and bit him lightly. Zhong Chengshuo quickly lowered his head, but unfortunately he didn’t see where the thing’s teeth were.

He touched the strand of black hair again. “Alright, I’m going to bed.”

“Good night!” Following Yin Ren’s voice, the strand of black hair happily shrank back, but it didn’t forget to bite a button before leaving.

“…Good night.”


The day came as promised. In front of a big screen, Lu Xiaohe’s expression was a bit subtle.

“You two… Ah.” She was wearing a t-shirt with “Allergic to People” printed on it, and her tone was a little sad. “Well, at least rely on me more—you didn’t need to hide it from me that Huang Jin pretended to be Lu Guangzu in the report.”

“We weren’t sure at the time, so we didn’t include it in the report,” Yin Ren hurriedly answered. “I’ll definitely consult with you next time.”

“I don’t think you were excluding me. It’s just that as field personnel, if you don’t trust your rear commander, something bad will happen sooner or later.”

Lu Xiaohe melancholically pulled out the information.

“…Like this mission, for example, relies heavily on the rear commander.”

The detailed information on “Guo Laifu” was cast on the big screen. Next to Guo Laifu’s photo was a document describing the “anomaly”.

[Phenomenon A-D512: Archive]

[Overview: This phenomenon is extremely rare, and the cause is unknown. This phenomenon manifests as a black door that appears within a certain space, has no biological characteristics, and has no ability to think.

The “Archive” is inserted without a key, and the visitor will fall into a dark room of about one square meter and can exit normally. Corpses and other dead objects placed in the “Archive” will not produce any changes.

When the “Archive” has a key inserted, the visitors will enter the memory and thinking space of the owner of the key. The Archive will materialize it in a certain form, making it easy to understand. Corpses and other dead objects that are placed in the “Archive” and are not brought out within 168 hours will gradually dissolve and disappear.

The “key” can be used by the cerebrospinal fluid of the living, but the cerebrospinal fluid of the dead won’t take effect. When entering the “Archive”, it’s recommended that there be more than two peers to reduce the risk of “getting lost”.

Note: The Archive only represents the subjective thoughts of the owner of the key. Please don’t be gullible; the “Archive” of the mentally ill are dangerous. Non-professionals are not allowed to enter; under special circumstances, the “Archive” can be used to treat special mental illnesses.]

Yin Ren was silent.

After a long time, one could really see all kinds of strange things.

Moreover, why was the description of this black door so familiar? Shian wouldn’t take an A-D level anomaly to deceive people, right?

He had a bad feeling. “Xiaohe Jie, this won’t be—”

“Your next job is to investigate Guo Laifu’s mind to see if you can return him to normal. There is also a minimum requirement. You must at least find out why he went crazy.”

Yin Ren: “…..”

Yin Ren: “If we enter Guo Laifu’s mind and someone kills him at that time, what will happen to us?”

The scene of Bai Yongji being shot in the head had left a deep impression on him. If they were trapped in the mind of a dead man, that would be a lot of fun.

“Don’t worry. You’ll have enough time to escape.” Lu Xiaohe laughed dryly. “There was a precedent like this before—previously, Unit 7 went to investigate the brain of a mentally ill murderer, but the murderer suddenly jumped off the building and his head splattered on the ground.”

Under emergency rescue, the members of Unit 7 only broke a few legs, but nothing serious happened. After that, Shian began to administer deep anesthesia to the “owner of the key”.

“We can maintain communication with the Archive, and there will also be a Class B Investigation Team on standby, ready to rescue you at any moment. This is essentially still a Level C Investigation Team difficulty. There’s no need to worry.”

Yin Ren breathed a sigh of relief. “That’s good.”

Zhong Chengshuo: “Don’t relax too early. Our previous missions were also Level C, but they were all quite—mmph!”

“Quite good.” Yin Ren numbly covered Great King Yama’s mouth. “It’s all good, so this will definitely be the same.”

Lu Xiaohe wouldn’t be following them. Since it was just the two of them, even if they encounter problems, it shouldn’t be too troublesome to act. Besides, entering the Archive could avoid the “sniper” to some extent.

“Oh, one more thing.” Lu Xiaohe scratched her cheeks. “In order to ensure your cognitive stability, Ge Tingting and Huang Jin, two people with special abilities, will also accompany you this time.”

Yin Ren: “…..”

“Also, the items in the Archive are inedible. We have prepared a water collector and seven days’ worth of compressed food for each person,” Lu Xiaohe continued cruelly.

Yin Ren: “…Can we not take this task?”


The author has something to say:

Now that things have opened up, when the time comes (?) who will be more out of control and embarrassed?

  1. Xiao Yin
  2. Xiao Zhong
  3. Xiao Yin and Xiao Zhong
  4. Shian’s leadership

Kinky Thoughts:

Probably E. All the above.

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Evil As Humans Ch64

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

Chapter 64: Investigation

Fu Xingchuan looked at the report speechlessly.

On the surface, Yin Ren was a person who had “experienced great misfortune but remained optimistic”, which was indeed Bai Yongji’s target type.

Yin Ren’s testimony was basically in line with the traces of the scene, but the “accomplice” that he spoke of couldn’t be found, so suspicion couldn’t be ruled out. Every time there was a case related to an Evil Force, this guy would always get involved in various forms, which rang the intuitive alarm bell in Fu Xingchuan’s head.

So he specially sent relevant personnel to follow up and monitor.

During the follow-up investigation, every diplomatic conversation of that person would be recorded. Naturally, it included a conversation with the owner of the shredded chicken cold noodles shop…

Minister Fu looked at the word “wife” in the report suspiciously, trying to figure out its hidden meaning.

The alley where Yin Ren was attacked did lead to the soup shop. Not long ago in the evening, Yin Ren went to buy two servings of stewed pears and specifically asked for one to be packed with less sugar.

No matter how he looked at it, it should’ve been bought for Zhong Chengshuo.

Fu Xingchuan scratched his head. This information was a bit beyond his ability to comprehend. He was also familiar with Zhong Chengshuo’s information. The straight-laced Comrade Xiao Zhong had always been uninterested in romance, and there was no sign of him liking the same sex.

As a result, only a month had passed before Comrade Xiao Zhong became the “wife” of Yin Ren from the stall owner’s mouth.

Minister Fu put away the information and felt exhausted as he looked to the other side of the desk.

Li Nian was drinking tea emotionlessly.

“The two in Unit 9 are quite troublesome. They’ve been resting for four or five days already, right?” Fu Xingchuan sighed and decided to change his train of thought. “It’s almost time for them to come back.”

Professor Li: “Do you still want to let them work in the field?”

“Field?” Fu Xingchuan smiled bitterly. “The first time they were out on the field, there was cognitive pollution. The second time, they encounter a strong corruption from an Evil Force. This time, not only was there a strong corruption of Evil Force, there was also an unknown sniper… We must keep watching them and continue to let them go out in the field. I believe that an Evil Spirit will reappear in the world again.”

Luckily, there were still remnants of Evil Force on Bai Yongji’s body. Unfortunately, the mysterious sniper position was too far away, so Shian couldn’t determine the source.

The staff found bullet fragments at the scene, but the bullet materials were ordinary. They did, however, find it was mixed with some suspicious ingredients. Even if the damage was beyond recovery, it still had a strange suppression of Evil Force.

Even if Shian’s research on the Evil Spirits was ongoing, the principle behind it was completely beyond their understanding.

“Speaking of that sniper, his purpose seems to be to eliminate Bai Yongji and the source of corruption. If Shian were to appear at that time, it’s not unreasonable for Sunken Society to not want ‘Charon’ to fall into our hands…” As for the destruction of the source of corruption, it could be counted as incidental.

Fu Xingchuan rubbed his eyes and muttered his analysis.

“It can’t be men from Sunken Society. They’re at most in a cooperative relationship.”

Li Nian sneered. “If there is really that kind of talent in Sunken Society, why not let him take us out? That sniper, whatever his origin, is something that Sunken Society can’t control.”

“Also, what do you think of this ‘wife’ in the report—”

“I don’t want to read it.” Professor Li snapped the cap off the bottle he was holding. “You’d better consider work arrangements for those two first.”


When Yin Ren returned to Shian again, he visited with Lu Tanfei. Zhong Chengshuo should have gone with him, but as soon as Comrade Xiao Zhong stepped into the Shian building, he was called away by Professor Li.

The situation of the victims this time was so special that all seven victims were left on Shian’s campus for treatment. A week later, they had returned to their human form, but their bodies were still tightly attached to the fused appliances.

The thin Lu Yuanyuan was lying on the bed. His legs were fused to a TV set, but his mind was sober.

The memory of the incident was removed by Shian, so Lu Yuanyuan thought he had encountered an accident on his way to buy something. The TV set that was connected to his legs was sealed with fabric and was described as “some kind of special treatment machinery”.

Lu Tanfei had returned to his normal appearance as an old man and stayed by Lu Yuanyuan’s bedside the entire time.

“Grandpa!” Lu Yuanyuan turned his head and poked his face towards his grandpa by the bedside. “Grandpa, I’m sorry. I was careless…”

Being corrupted by the Evil Force, even if it was completely removed, there would often be sequelae—”being able to see ghosts” was just one of the most insignificant sequelae.

Lu Tanfei stretched out his hand cautiously. The thin hand stopped above the boy’s forehead. When he was about to touch it, he tremblingly retracted his hand again.

Ghosts and evil spirits would always have an impact on living things.

“It’s not your fault. It’s Grandpa’s fault.” Grandpa Lu couldn’t stop muttering, and his smile was uglier than his crying. “It’s okay. It’s okay. Grandpa will always be with you from now on…”

Yin Ren didn’t disturb the two of them. However, before he could close the door, a figure rushed into the ward.

It was rare to have a peer of the same age. Feng Qi was hugging a game console and came to greet the new guest excitedly. He politely greeted Lu Tanfei, then sat down beside Lu Yuanyuan. “My name is Feng Qi. I’m also here for treatment. Do you want to play together?”

Lu Yuanyuan blinked. “Okay.”

Yin Ren showed a smile and closed the door gently. Lu Tanfei followed out, leaving the two children to play inside.

“I want to continue to follow you. I want to become stronger.” There were still pale red tears on the old man’s face. “At least strong enough to hug Yuanyuan so as not to affect his body…”

“You will,” Yin Ren said as he moved towards the next ward.

Ge Tingting was in Fan Yong’s ward. Because she actively provided support in this case, Shian specially gave her a bonus. Ge Tingting had gone to buy eight cups of milk tea, one of which was on Fan Yong’s bedside.

The mover was fast asleep. Half of his body was liberated, while the other half that was merged with the chair hung at the end of the bed, but it didn’t seem to cause any discomfort. Fan Yong was amazingly thin, but the expression on his face was peaceful.


In the last ward, the name plate showed “Ding Lizi”.

She was melded with a guitar, and at this moment, it was firmly stuck to her chest. The sunlight streaming in through the window was just right, with golden rays striking her diagonally. Suddenly, it seemed like she was going to play her guitar.

The young girl leaned against the head of the bed, smiling as always. However, two weeks of a nightmare-like experience still left traces on her body. Compared to the photos, Ding Lizi was a lot thinner, and her face was still in a daze.

As the first victim to wake up, Ding Lizi refused to have her memories erased.

“I finally have the lyrics, and I don’t want to do it again.” Was the reason she gave to Shian. “I’ve been thinking about it for a long time.”

Huang Jin sat near the hospital bed, swiping his phone silently. Just by looking at his face, he was a bit more haggard than Ding Lizi. He had dyed his hair back to black and cut it short, removing that ruffian aura that belonged to “Lu Guangzu”, leaving only gloominess behind.

Seeing Yin Ren stop at the door, Huang Jin put his phone in his pocket and stood up silently.

“I’ll be back in a while,” he said to her.

The sound insulation at Shian’s ward was good. With a soft click of the door, it was as if there were two worlds between them.

“It seems that Ms. Ding is recovering well.” Yin Ren crossed his arms and spoke in a brisk tone. “Since you’re still here… Shian intends to let you atone by working?”

The police had enough evidence to convict Huang Jin. However, this person had a weird ability to “see people’s thoughts”, so it wasn’t suitable for centralized detention.

Huang Jin pulled up his pant leg in silence. There was an electronic monitoring anklet around his ankle that was slowly flashing.

“I’ll serve my sentence at Shian.” He lowered his eyes and didn’t look at Yin Ren’s face. “Thank you this time. As I said last time, if you’re worried about me talking too much, I can give you my birth date and bazi…”

“No need. Your hang-ups are quite obvious, so you won’t do stupid things.” Yin Ren smiled. “I’m just a little curious… You can see Zhong Ge’s thoughts and understand mine, so in your eyes, what do I look like?’

“…” Huang Jin hesitated for a long time. As if finally accepting his fate, he answered, “I can’t see what you’re thinking at all.”

“The surface of a spirit weapon will have running thoughts—the spirit smith will give it rules through runes for its operation, which is similar to a person’s thoughts, which is why I’m very good at making spirit weapons.”

“Plants, animals, and evil objects will have simple thoughts. Without language and behavior as references, I can’t interpret their runes… but I can see clearly. I just don’t understand it.”

“You’re different. I have never seen this situation. The thinking on your body is like a mosaic, chaotic and unclear, so I can’t concentrate on reading it at all.”

The smile on Yin Ren’s face froze.

“You mean, in your eyes, I’m a large moving mosaic?”


Yin Blade: “……”

He was sluggish for a few seconds before he slowly took something out. “You said there would be thoughts on the surface of spirit weapons. What about this thing?’

Huang Jin took the phone and held it for a while. “Strange, there’s also a simple mosaic on it… Is this a spirit weapon you made?”

The spirit smith seemed to be seriously puzzled, as if the words “your mosaic is leaking” were on his face.

The visual impact of seeing a large mosaic pulled out of a phone stained with mosaic was also quite strong. Yin Ren put away Dog Thing and only felt that the world in front of him was getting more unkind.

“Just take it as it is,” he said numbly.

Could it be that Dog Thing was also an Evil Spirit? Was there really such a weak and useless Evil Spirit in this world?

And it had never classified itself as “an Evil Spirit that’s defined by humans”.

Knowing that Huang Jin couldn’t see his thoughts, Yin Ren began to think freely on the spot.

…Forget it. Dog Thing was in his hands, and its biggest threat was just barking loudly. He had plenty of time ahead, so he could explore slowly. He would have the means to resist when the attack came. There were quite a few things he didn’t understand now, and this was just one of the less important ones.

For him, the sniper of unknown origin was a little more troubling, but even if the sniper attacked again, he could protect Zhong Chengshuo the first time, so he could do it a second time.

Rather, why did he protect Zhong Chengshuo?

In Huang Jin’s eyes, the mosaic slowly squirmed for a while as it swayed away melancholically.

At this moment, Zhong Chengshuo was sitting in an empty conference room. The air conditioning was turned on, so the temperature inside was much cooler.

Not long after, Professor Li pushed the door in, causing the green plants by the door to shake gently. He was still dressed in an old-fashioned suit and had an expression like he had just eaten three students alive.

“Recently, Yin Ren has been our key investigation target. The frequency of accidents surrounding him is a bit high, and you know there aren’t so many coincidences in the world.” Li Nian looked directly into Zhong Chengshuo’s eyes as he got to the point. “And you have passed our investigation. You’ve been in contact with Yin Ren long enough. If you have the intention of changing partners…”

“No, I don’t want to change partners.” Zhong Chengshuo’s sitting posture was unusually upright, and his answer was unusually straightforward.

“Even if he might bring you more danger?” Professor Li’s demeanor was unsurprised.

Zhong Chengshuo: “Danger often means new discoveries.”

Li Nian pulled out a chair and sat down. He quietly stared at Zhong Chengshuo for a while.

“A little personal advice.”

He recounted without emotion.

“Don’t get too involved with those who are not related to science. The world in your eyes is completely different.”

“One day, you will part ways because of these differences.”

Zhong Chengshuo raised his eyes. “But your partnership with Minister Fu is very stable.”

“Because we’re not friends,” Professor Li commented indifferently. “Besides, it’s obvious Fu Xingchuan won’t live long. It’s already a miracle that he’s still gasping for air.”

Zhong Chengshuo: “…..”

For a moment, he suddenly felt Professor Li Nian was absolutely well versed with <The Art of Communication> and was committed to putting the content into practice.

Zhong Chengshuo: “Thank you, but I still don’t have thoughts of changing partners.”

Li Nian nodded without much persuasion.

“Then I need to inform you in advance that your next mission is dangerous. Taking into account the development of previous field operations, your mission will be completed on Shian’s campus this time.”

“An internal mission?” Zhong Chengshuo clasped his hands and frowned slightly.

“Remember that crazy Guo Laifu?”

“I do. A murderer who has symptoms of ‘crazy ravings’ and lost his mind,” Zhong Chengshuo answered rigidly.

On the rainy night when he met Yin Ren, Guo Laifu ate his eyeballs and nose and severely pierced his ears. After Shian woke Guo Laifu up, he couldn’t even handle his own bowel movements and would only scream wildly from time to time.

Later, Feng Qi specifically interpreted this person’s madness. Except for “Mom, I’m afraid”, Guo Laifu didn’t say anything else that was meaningful.

No matter how anyone looked at it, he was plain crazy.

“It turns out that conventional treatment has had no effect on him, and we haven’t found any lesions in him. Next, we need an investigation team to enter his mind and organize his ‘spirit files’.”

Zhong Chengshuo was silent for a while before he was sure that he heard it correctly. “Enter his mind… Does this mean hypnosis or something?”

“No, it’s entering it in a physical sense. We have our methods, and that’s also the reason why Shian chose this place to establish its headquarters,” Li Nian explained indifferently.

“It’s fine for non-science posts, but for science posts, this may be a task enough to shake their foundation of faith. I repeat, Zhong Chengshuo, you’re very talented. If you continue to partner with Yin Ren, you’ll inevitably be affected by our investigation of him.”

“If you have thoughts of changing partners, you can talk to me at any time.” Finally, Professor Li stood up and ended with those words.

Zhong Chengshuo also stood up.

When he met Professor Li, he always assumed a cautious appearance, and the expression on his face was always serious, but at this moment, facing Professor Li’s back, Zhong Chengshuo showed a smile.

“We won’t have a day when we part ways,” he said softly.

“Perhaps our world isn’t that different.”

Li Nian left as Zhong Chengshuo stood quietly in the empty conference room for a while.

[Final Fruit: Do you want to eat coconut chicken tonight?]

[Fruit Knife: Eat.]

[Final Fruit: The stewed pears from two days ago were pretty good.]

[Final Fruit: Let’s go to the night market together tonight. I’ll take a look at that shop. My parents might like the taste.]

[Fruit Knife: No!!!]

[“Fruit Knife” withdrew a message.]

[Fruit Knife: I don’t mean anything by that. I’ll just buy it for auntie and uncle. The night market is crowded and dirty. You won’t like it. Were the stewed pears too sweet? Just tell me what you didn’t like.]

[Final Fruit: I’m going to buy vegetables over there. Don’t you like the shredded chicken cold noodles? You can get a serving.]

[Fruit Knife: Let’s eat rice instead.]

[Final Fruit: What’s wrong with you?]

[Fruit Knife: I’m tired of cold noodles. I especially want to eat rice.]

[Final Fruit: No, why don’t you use your emojis anymore?]

Yin Ren threw a 😖 emoji and didn’t reply.

Zhong Chengshuo cocked the corners of his mouth.

At the same time, Haigu, a certain underground area.

A figure sitting by a photo wall was talking to someone.

“Mr. Wei, we understand that ‘Charon’ is very important to Sunken Society, but in that situation at that time, it was going to fall into Shian’s hands. Mr. Qiu made a clear judgment on his own. We have no other intentions.” There was a soft female voice coming over the phone.

“’Charon’ isn’t so easy to catch. You could have used another arrangement.” Mr. Wei didn’t sound very happy.

“Mr. Qiu has his own targets,” the female voice continued. “We cannot interfere with his will.”

“Then please tell him, at least let… No, please ask him to ignore two targets. There are two people on Shian’s side that cannot be touched.”

He turned his head sideways and looked at the wall of photos beside him.

This was probably the most hapless photo information wall in history. It was incompatible with the dark atmosphere of the underground space.

On half of the wall was a handsome young man with glasses. There were pictures of him going to and from various grocery and convenience stores. His bag was always stuffed with vegetables, eggs, and fresh lean meat. His expression was more serious than the uncles and aunties around him.

On the other half of the wall was a young man with long hair who was ridiculously beautiful. In the photo, he was sitting in various corners of the night market like a fly in the corner of a shop, eating with a serious expression, like a thumbnail of an eating video.

“Shian’s special group, Unit 9, Zhong Chengshuo and Yin Ren. Please don’t touch these two. The others are up to him.”

“I see. I’ll convey it to Mr. Qiu,” the gentle voice replied. “Do you have any special arrangements here?”

“You don’t need to worry about the rest.”

Mr. Wei sneered and glanced at the photo wall beside him again.

“We have our own arrangements.”

The author has something to say:

Huang Jin may become the person least affected by Xiao Yin’s appearance.

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Evil As Humans Ch63

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

Chapter 63: Melody

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Huang Jin raised his head weakly. He saw an exceptionally organized group of thoughts.

Those thoughts were neatly arranged and rotated precisely to form a perfect black ball, looking like a mysterious machine that surpassed the current era. Based on the outermost thoughts of that person, he was probably here to help.

On the indoor surveillance cameras, there was another scene.

The visitor was a tall and thin middle-aged man who was wearing a gray shirt. His thin shoulders reminded people of weathered cliffs. There were no wrinkles on the man’s collar and attached was an outdated old tie. On his chest was an ID badge with the name “Li Nian” written on it.

He took a seat opposite Huang Jin, separated by a table full of wastepaper and a tablet with a cracked screen.

“Li Nian.” The person’s self-introduction was direct.

Huang Jin turned his bloodshot eyes and looked at Li Nian in silence.

“You’re not a cultivator, and you have no special abilities.” Huang Jin spoke without any anger in his tone. “I don’t want to chat with people right now.”

“Thinking aimlessly will yield no results. I have seen the materials you submitted, and it’s no different from gambling,” Professor Li commented unceremoniously.

Huang Jin didn’t respond. He seemed to have lost even the strength to be angry. He only knew how to write and draw mechanically.


Professor Li tore away his draft paper.

“You fucking—”

“Don’t rely too much on your own abilities. If you can do stupid things like fake surrendering for her, then she must be quite special to you.”

Li Nian’s tone was firm, as always. He clasped his hands and unconsciously rubbed the wedding ring on his hand.

“Aside from the messy thoughts you see, tell me the three most vivid fragments you have of her.”

The most vivid fragments?

Huang Jin grabbed a draft paper close at hand and unconsciously squeezed it into a ball. There was a terrifying persuasion in Li Nian’s words—this person was obviously sure of what he was doing and was convinced that he was right.

Before Huang Jin’s mouth had time to refute, his tired brain had already begun to function.

The most vivid fragments…

The first clip was probably the day he stepped into the bar.

At first, Huang Jin didn’t have much interest in Ding Lizi, but there was free food at the concert, and he needed it.

So he took the flier to the small bar.

The bar was crowded with people. All kinds of thoughts surged frantically, converging into a sea of chaos around him. Huang Jin found a secluded corner, grabbed a bottle of beer, and drank slowly.

Under the spotlight, the man on stage was affectionately singing a love song. The thoughts on his body were wrapped in mud, quickly surrounded by “so many beautiful women” and “which one shall I get today”.

Huang Jin looked away, disinterested.

Then Ding Lizi came on with her dazzling tornado of thoughts.

Ding Lizi’s voice wasn’t too high. She hugged her guitar and sang as she played it. Her singing was clean and full of emotion. Supposedly, she had written the song herself.

However, the audience cared more about her so-called “weird, sick eyes” than the singing. The audience buzzed non-stop among the endless sound of clicking as they took pictures. From time to time, dirty or curious thoughts flooded the stage, washing away like a tide.

Huang Jin stared at the thought tornado.

Happy melodies and lyrics resounded in them as fierce feelings enveloped them. Ding Lizi sang as hard as she could, as if this was the most important concert in the world.

Why are you working so hard?

After singing her song, Ding Lizi showed a big smile. She waved her hand vigorously at the audience as if she were greeting someone.

“Mr. Good Guy, are you listening—?”

Huang Jin put down his empty bottle of beer and silently left the bar.


The second fragment.

Huang Jin was sorting out his mother’s items. There were many braille textbooks among them. He stared at them for a while, thinking of someone who might need them.

With luck, these can be exchanged for a few bottles of beer, he thought.

Ding Lizi was happy.

“I don’t even know where to buy these. Many second-hand products on the internet are so expensive,” she happily said. “Thank you. You helped me a lot!”

In the tornado of thoughts, she began to repeat “good guy, good guy, good guy” again and again. Huang Jin found it quite ridiculous—he was wearing human skin on his face while his back was sunken, giving him an ambiguous vibe, yet there was actually a day that someone would refer to him as a “good guy”.

It seemed that Ms. Ding’s heart was as blind as her eyes.

The two had a drink in the corner of the bar.

When the waiter served them snacks, Huang Jin reflexively adjusted the position of Ding Lizi’s cup. After taking care of his mother for so many years, some reactions had become habits.

His movements weren’t graceful; they were rough but natural.

Ding Lizi was taken aback for a moment but said nothing.

Under the dim light of the bar, Huang Jin slowly read the rotating thought tornado. It was still all those boring and trivial scenes mixed with the weak echo of “good guy”.

“Rent has increased by another 80 again”, “He’s a good guy”, “Can I still get my pay from customer service?”, “He’s a good guy”, “Business at the bar hasn’t been good recently”, “I have to find another job again next month”

He didn’t know why, but the impression of a “good guy” made Huang Jin a little irritable.

“Actually, I can make some trinkets that can help you change your fortune.” Huang Jin used his most familiar technique. “Your life isn’t going well now. You just need to move a little luck from the future—”

“No need,” Ding Lizi said with a smile.

“I know my situation isn’t good, and it’s difficult to see how it gets any better in the future.” Her tone was relaxed. “It’s useless.”

Huang Jin’s hand holding his glass froze for a moment. In an instant he seemed to see another self.

“Then why are you so…” desperate?

The smile in Ding Lizi’s voice was sad for a moment. “People have to live. Even if I’m struggling and drowning, I still want to look my best.”

This time, she spoke from the heart.

“Let’s not talk about this. I’m having the luckiest moment of my life. Cheers—”

Perhaps he was drunk. Huang Jin knocked his glass onto the table as he thought about it in a daze.

“Are you stupid?” he said. “Luckiest? Just for a few books?”

“No,” she responded with a smile. “Because I met a good guy.”

It was “Mr. Good Guy” again. This time, she said it directly. Huang Jing put down his glass silently, and his irritability became even stronger.

“I wonder if Mr. Good Guy still has more braille books.” Huang Jin lowered his eyes. Ding Lizi’s thoughts were jumping around the table. “If you do, can you wait until I save up enough money…”

“I still have a lot,” he blurted out. “How about this. I won’t charge you money. You can teach me how to play the guitar instead.”

After he said this, he regretted it. It seemed he had given up a good opportunity to make money.

The thought tornado stagnated for a moment, then turned happily. “Okay!”


The third fragment.

“Look, this is a video of my niece. Isn’t she cute?”

“Why do you always show me these?” This person couldn’t see. She could only hear at most.

“Because you don’t seem very happy all the time,” Ding Lizi said. “Aren’t we friends? I also want to help.”

“It’s useless showing me this. My eyes aren’t good either.”

Huang Jin fiddled with the guitar in his arms and didn’t look at Ding Lizi’s phone.

“I have a genetic disease. I can’t see people clearly. I can only recognize faces in photos.” He told her the truth.

Besides, Ding Lizi didn’t have many friends to gossip to—she was running around desperately to make a living and didn’t have much social time. Even their meetings were essentially lessons linked to remuneration.

“You can only recognize faces in photos?” Ding Lizi took a deep breath.

Huang Jin didn’t look up. “Nn.”

He didn’t know why, but as they got along, he gradually didn’t want to see Ding Lizi’s thoughts.

Especially those about himself.

Ding Lizi didn’t inquire further. She quickly grabbed Huang Jin’s phone and jerkily pulled up the camera app. She slipped behind Huang Jin—


Huang Jin had never seen such a bad photo.

The angle was strangely poor, the figures looked deformed, and the lighting was fuzzy. In the background of a simple private room of a bar, with uncollected trash scattered on the ground, Ding Lizi smiled a bit exaggeratedly. Half her face had simply disappeared from the edge of the photo.

They look stupid.

“I look like this. Remember,” she happily said. “It’s a pity I can’t see you.”

Huang Jin: “……”

His thumb stopped on the delete button, but in the end he didn’t press it. After a few seconds, he took back his phone and didn’t comment on it. “Continue to teach me how to play the guitar.”

Today, she taught him a new song. The melody was so soft and warm that it made him tingle as if he were being scalded.

“Help me play it. I want to concentrate on writing the lyrics.” Ding Lizi smiled embarrassedly. “When the song is finished, I’ll give it to a very good friend.”

Huang Jin paused. “Very good friend?”

He suddenly hated this song even more.

“I’ll tell you next time!” Ding Lizi smiled. “Learn to play the song first, and I’ll try to sing as you play next time.”

After speaking, she hummed the melody again, as if trying to figure out the appropriate lyrics.

A gentle tornado swept across Huang Jin’s feet.

Learning guitar wasn’t a big deal. Huang Jin wasn’t interested in music, but he would wipe down the guitar, then clean up the messy sofa under it and then the dirty floor.

Finally, the entire room.

Guitar lessons had become an anchor point that was neither light nor heavy—because of this wonderful chain, he could tolerate a song he didn’t like. With it, he was at least willing to live until the next day.

But they didn’t have a “next time” anymore.

When Huang Jin came to the bar with his guitar on his back, the news of “Ding Lizi’s resignation” hit head-on.

Huang Jin returned to his residence. He sorted out the braille books that he had wrapped up neatly. He rubbed the book in confusion and called Ding Lizi.

The phone was off. The phone was off. The phone was off.

He walked out the door in silence, returned to the street where they first met, and called Ding Lizi again.

The phone was still off.

Huang Jin exited the call interface and clicked on the photo album. In the empty photo album, there was only a single botched photo.

Ding Lizi didn’t have many things except a guitar in a backpack, so she could leave without leaving any traces. She had no close friends, so no one would care about her leaving.

…Does no one care? Huang Jin took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

He took a taxi and went to Haigu’s Public Security Bureau.


Two weeks later, Huang Jin dripped the accidentally obtained blood into a mortar to make human fragrance, then took out Lu Guangzu’s demon painted skin from the drawer.

He called the police, and they had recorded the case, but Huang Jin knew they wouldn’t treat it as an urgent one.

If the culprit personally provoked and made the case known to everyone in the metaphysical world, would things be different?

Huang Jin thought that he must be crazy. They were just friends who met in passing. Why was he doing this?

To this day, he still didn’t have an answer.

“Maybe I’m just…”

At this moment, opposite Li Nian, Huang Jin’s eyes gradually turned red.

“Maybe I’m just curious about the unfinished song.”

Professor Li didn’t say much. He closed his eyes and thought for a long time, then he made a phone call, and a brand-new guitar was delivered.

Huang Jin looked at it blankly.

Professor Li dialed a certain number, put it on speaker, and set it in front of Huang Jin.

“Ms. Ding is a very interesting person,” he said softly. “Maybe she’s also thinking about the same thing. Let me listen to that song.”

“Impossible!” Huang Jin blurted out. “She must be in pain now…”

Halfway through speaking, he suddenly fell silent.

[Even if I’m struggling and drowning, I still want to look my best.]

It wasn’t the first time she had tasted pain.

Perhaps that friend was indeed very important to her. At least it could alleviate her despair a little.

Under the gaze of Professor Li, Huang Jin picked up the guitar with trembling hands and started to jerkily play it.

She only taught him once, and his memory was already thin, so he could only play it intermittently.

The out-of-tune melody resounded through the earpiece in the interior of the room on a certain floor. In the darkness, countless displays on the big bed flickered non-stop, reflecting constantly changing images.

“Continue.” There was a voice coming from the earpiece.

Huang Jin closed his eyes.

He seemed to be sitting on the stage of that small bar, and she was by his side. Her singing was clean and full of emotion. In the darkness, something huge stood quietly under the stage, listening carefully.

Huang Jin knew himself well.

For example, he didn’t like the world. For example, he had never been a good person… For example, he actually liked this song very much.

His life was a mess and full of refutations. He failed to escape the dark vortex and was still an invisible mouse in the gutter, but it didn’t matter.

At this moment, he was performing the most important performance in the world.

His fingers were cut by the guitar strings, and blood dripped down. From trembling to stable, from jerky to proficient.

…This was a very gentle and firm melody.

“So, that’s it. No wonder. Her thinking, has been, in a loop.”

A weird voice sighed.

“She is here. Singing.”

From misalignment to coincidence, the sound of the guitar flowed continuously like warm water. It repeated over and over again, gently scouring the broken space.

“Thinking, positioning is completed. Synchronous calculation, turned on.”

That weird voice came from the phone again.

“Shangguang District, Fanhua Street, Scrap Yard, West Side Warehouse.”

Huang Jin didn’t stop playing. He didn’t look up, and his body trembled slightly.

“…Is she okay?”

“She’s fine. She’s here, singing solemnly.” The voice on the other side replied.

“She’s thinking, she’s late.”

“She’s thinking, this is a song, for, Mr. Good Guy.”


“The case report already came out. So fast,” Yin Ren muttered.

In the evening of the next day, Yin Ren sat at the dining table. When the email of the case report came, he was writing the work report from yesterday with a bitter face. Zhong Chengshuo was wearing the apron that had “Dangerous Person” printed on it and was serving chicken salad on the table.

“All the remaining victims were found. They were hidden by Bai Yongji in a warehouse in Shangguang District. The warehouse was completely concealed.”

When it was discovered, one of the guitars was still playing on its own; playing a weak but beautiful melody.

The report said that Shian had determined a treatment plan. With the help of professionals, the victims were expected to be restored to their original state. However, taking into account the physical and mental health of the victim, the memory of their experience would be erased.

Except for Bai Yongji, no one died.

Bai Yongji was turned upside down by the police and Shian. He used his media work to reach out to all the victims, and his modus operandi was extremely proficient. In the aftermath, his plan to try to frame the “accomplice” and swallow the contaminant was exposed.

“This guy did formal psychological counseling. At the time, the counselor asked him to come into contact with more positive people.”

Yin Ren clicked his tongue. This Mr. Bai’s way of thinking was truly unique.

Later, Bai Yongji came into contact with Lu Guangzu and learned about the existence of “Sunken Society”. He obviously didn’t turn to any police friend for help but met with them in earnest.

It was just that he thought that wishing for a perfect killing technique was more “stress-free” than wishing to rescue the project.

Considering the harsh nature of the case, the Haigu police specifically contacted the police of Country X, where Bai Yongji had studied, to determine whether there had been a similar disappearance.

Huang Jin was detained by Shian because of Lu Guangzu’s murder case and was waiting for a follow-up investigation. After obtaining Yin Ren’s permission, Lu Tanfei rushed to Shian to accompany Lu Yuanyuan.

Everything seemed to be settled, except…

“Bai Yongji’s weird ability as well as the mysterious sniper weren’t reported by Shian.”

Yin Ren turned to the last page and raised his head suspiciously.

“Most likely, that exceeds our viewing rights.” Great King Yama untied his apron with a calm face.

“Oh.” Yin Ren glanced at Dog Thing that had entered the trash can for a second time—it was sent back to Shian when it was picked up. Zhong Chengshuo had even mixed potassium permanganate into the cleaned water.

The phone had been hanging at 1% battery life for the entire day.

“The salad isn’t enough, so I’ll go out and buy something.” Yin Ren stood up and tried to escape the rest of the work.

“Go ahead.” Zhong Chengshuo picked up a piece of chicken breast covered in vinaigrette and chewed slowly.

This man knew the identity of Yin Ren was a dangerous evil being, yet he made an earth-shattering confession, but his attitude towards him didn’t change—as usual, Zhong Chengshuo even remembered to prepare him a bottle of hot sauce.

On the contrary, this made Yin Ren a little uncomfortable.

At one point, he even wanted to make a personal debut in front of Zhong Chengshuo. However, Great King Yama was used to seeing big storms, so this little trick probably wouldn’t scare him.

Lord Ghost King turned the hot sauce bottle melancholy while glancing at Zhong Chengshuo, who was eating in a gentle manner, from the corner of his eyes.

“I’m going to destroy the world,” he said.

“Go ahead. Make sure to come back before 11,” Zhong Chengshuo replied calmly.

Yin Ren: “Oh.”

Ignoring the security personnel who were following to “guard” him, Yin Ren staggered to the cold noodle stall. Seeing his regular customer, the stall boss had already started working with his hands. “Two of the usual?”

“Just one,” Yin Ren said listlessly. “I have a bad appetite today.”

“What’s the matter? Are you in a bad mood? Your wife didn’t like the stewed pears two days ago?” The old man yelled.

The stone that was lifted the day before yesterday landed on his foot again, causing Yin Ren to choke. It seemed too late to correct the old man’s thoughts now.

“I didn’t buy it.” Yin Ren faintly stared at the cold chicken noodles. “And they kicked me out.”

The uncle’s face was full of empathy. “Young man, it doesn’t matter if you quarrel at the head or the end of the bed! You look so handsome that your wife can’t bear it!”

After the cold noodles were in hand, Yin Ren thought for a few seconds. This time, he dragged two Shian tails with him and entered the soup shop. The stewed pears on the menu picture were crystal clear and tempting. Yin Ren sniffed carefully and didn’t smell any spoilage.

The ingredients were good, so this shop was an honest store.

Zhong Chengshuo wouldn’t worry about it, though. Not to mention bringing back food or not, even if Yin Ren threw his head everywhere around the living room, Zhong Chengshuo would only tell him to pay attention to hygiene. The identity of him as an evil being that was supposed to be a “deterrent” seemed to be an odd positive point for that person.

Realizing this, Yin Ren became a little sullen.

“Two servings of stewed pears,” Lord Ghost King listlessly ordered. “Put less rock sugar and more fungus in one serving.”

In the aroma of stewed food that filled the room, Yin Ren poked Dog Thing and began to type quietly—between Zhong Chengshuo’s incomprehensible brain circuit and the enemy with unknown strange powers, he suddenly felt the latter was easier to deal with.

[Details on the sniper?]

[Siren: I don’t know!!!] It was obviously still angry with its treatment.

Yin Ren didn’t have the mind to care about it: [Is it an “Evil Spirit” defined by humans?]

[Siren: No!!!]

Yin Ren continued patiently. [According to your definition, what’s the strength of the sniper?]

Dog Thing was silent, longer than usual.

[Siren: Medium.] It replied after a long time.

[Siren: An “Evil Spirit” is no match for it at all.]

[Siren: Never make an enemy of it.]

Kinky Thoughts:

This marks the end of this arc. Summary below.

With the previous case just solved, a new case emerged. Lu Guangzu admitted to being a serial killer, turned himself in to the police, and said he has hidden 7 bodies and wants the police to find them. Since he’s part of the Nightwalkers, Shian became involved, and the case was assigned to Yin Ren’s and Zhong Chengshuo’s unit. Lu Guangzu had intentionally provoked both the Nightwalkers, with specific mention of King Yama, and Shian during his confession.

To dig out more information Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo visited the ghost market, a market for the Nightwalkers. There, Yin Ren discovered a similar smell that he had smelled on Lu Guangzu. After investigating, he found that the smell came from “human fragrance”, a kind of cream that can mask someone’s smell to make them smell like whoever they wanted.

In the process of his investigation, Yin Ren stumbled upon an auction house and won a bid for a “human chair”. It turned out the human chair was one of the victims of the self-confessed serial killer. Using some special technique, they had merged a human perfectly with a chair while still keeping the human alive.

Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo found this suspicious and further interrogated Lu Guangzu. Demanding to speak with Yin Ren alone, Lu Guangzu wanted to cut a deal with him. It turned out that Lu Guangzu wasn’t him at all, but Huang Jin disguised himself as Lu Guangzu with demon-painted skin.

Huang Jin had a unique ability to read people’s thoughts and was able to uncover the true identities of Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo. Hoping to use this as leverage, he wanted them to solve the serial killer case because one of the victims was a friend of his.

However, things backfired when he discovered just how powerful those two truly are.

After knowing the truth, Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo decided to become “accomplices”. Through a series of actions, they led Shian to discover Huang Jin’s disguise while also leading them onto the right track for finding the true culprit.

To lure out the true culprit, they devised a plan by chatting with him using the online chat room the Nightwalkers use. Zhong Chengshuo pretended to be someone who was also interested in his work and wanted to know more about his “preservation” technique.

Things came to a head when Yin Ren got kidnapped by the true culprit, which turned out to be Bai Yongji. Bai Yongji revealed that he was a struggling artist and couldn’t make beautiful works of art. Through Lu Guangzu, he was able to get in touch with Sunken Society who gave him a “lucky coin”. This coin was contaminated with Evil Force and allowed him to merge humans and materials together. However, everything came at a price.

Taking advantage of Huang Jin’s confession, he wanted to pin all the blame on him and hope to get Shian involved so they would deal with Sunken Society, allowing him to keep his lucky coin without any repercussions.

However, with Yin Ren’s and Zhong Chengshuo’s meddling, he had to revise his plan, so he lured out his “like-minded accomplice” in order to pin everything on Zhong Chengshuo and act out a script of him being a person who was forced into this by the “true culprit”, which was why he kidnapped Yin Ren.

Bai Yongji didn’t expect, though, that Yin Ren was actually that powerful and was easily captured. In his desperation, he swallowed the lucky coin, became corrupted by its Evil Force, and turned into a human that possessed special abilities, which Shian labeled as a class under Chiron.

Before Bai Yongji had a chance to escape, he was shot and killed by an unknown sniper. Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo managed to escape and once again fooled Shian with their silly antics.

Thanks to Huang Jin’s abilities, they were able to locate the other victims, and the case came to a close.

Other things to note: Zhong Chengshuo finally realized that what he was feeling for Yin Ren wasn’t some kind of curse but that he actually liked him, and he confessed to him while also dumping him at the same time.

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