Chapter 138 Severing the Cycle

Ghost-Face Space.

Its internal structure resembled an apartment building. Whenever the Ghost-Face Space issued a task, blood-red text prompts would appear in the lobby and private rooms, and the doors of the transmigrators chosen to deal with vengeful spirits would turn red, a vivid crimson as if soaked in fresh blood.

The transmigrators here could be said to be extremely professional when it comes to handling ghosts.

Professional within the boundaries of the rules.

They were exceptionally skilled at interpreting and utilizing the rules, racking their brains to leverage various factions within the task worlds to deal with ghosts. In the understanding of Ghost-Face Space's transmigrators, a ghost was invincible, and the only thing that could deal with a ghost was another ghost, while the Ghost-Face Space itself was suspected to be a solidified, ultimate, mega-ghost.

Every transmigrator in the Ghost-Face Space had arrived here after dying accidentally.

According to rumors among veteran transmigrators, completing ten tasks in the Ghost-Face Space would grant them two things:

Not only would they be able to return from the dead,

They would also be able to resurrect while carrying the rewards of the Ghost-Face Space, becoming existences transcending the control of the Ghost-Face Space. Yet today, the two teams within the Ghost-Face Space, numbering around twenty people in total, discovered to their astonishment that every single one of their doors had been dyed red.

In other words, every single one of them had to participate in this mission, unlike previous missions where only a few members were handpicked from each team.

In the apartment building lobby.

The two mutually beneficial teams had already gathered, and their leading captains were in communication.

"Captain Zheng, something is a bit off about this mission." The bespectacled man was Chu Xuan, captain of the Second Team. He gazed solemnly at the blood-red text on the wall, an ominous premonition spreading in his heart.

"It's a single mission, but it's split into multiple sub-tasks. Overall, it's divided into two time periods, requiring us to harmlessly dispose of a batch of ghosts. The difficulty certainly matches that of a final mission," Zheng analysis was calm. Although he suspected the Ghost-Face Space might be up to something, they had no other choice.

"Things have come to this, let's look at the intel first. The mission data for this world was just redeemed." Chu Xuan conjured a document out of thin air, the data originating from a preview generated by the Ghost-Face Space.

"Yo, your brain actually knows how to think," Zheng joked.

Because of his overly hot-blooded nature, Chu Xuan was teased by the two teams as a muscular gorilla, with muscles for brains.

If it weren't for sheer luck (blessed by the Ghost-Face Space), a hot-blooded idiot like Chu Xuan would have long since died at the hands of vengeful spirits.

[Haunting Circuit] plot similarity 76.53%, [Shutter] plot similarity 12.09%, [The Ring] plot similarity 11.67%, [The Beginning of Death] plot similarity 20.2%, [Edge of Tomorrow] plot similarity 1.02%, [Silent Killing] plot similarity 3.21%...

What a terrifying world!

Just the introductory overview gave these veterans, who had already survived nine missions, a severe toothache.

Any one of these worlds picked at random was an unsolvable nightmare. Even holding ghostly artifacts, it was impossible to survive among swarms of rampant ghosts.

Next, the transmigrators read through the plot synopsis.

World peace; humanity lived and worked in contentment, began gazing up at the sky, and attempted to step out of its cradle. Yet, for millions of years past, humanity had poured too many things into the void—war, death, plague, famine. They had only faded into the distance, not withered away.

Now, as humanity attempts to step out of its cradle, let it be remembered: only by paying blood for blood can one leave the cradle!

This is the [Despair Reincarnation] world!

(Omitted below, the data content introduces reincarnation)

"The mission requirement actually asks us to merely survive in this world for seven days?" Chu Xuan was immensely surprised.

No restrictions imposed whatsoever.

Just survive for seven days!

This mission could be considered an act of charity.

"A final mission can't possibly be this simple. The ghosts and monsters in this world might be extremely dangerous, the indiscriminate killing kind... And don't forget, the reincarnation is the main event. The Ghost-Face Space might be playing word games, making it so we can never survive until the seventh day, just like that game Exit 8," Zheng warned.

Just as they were conversing, the opening introduction suddenly trembled violently.

Immediately after, the text [High-Dimensional Perturbation] 0.001% popped up.

This sudden turn of events stunned all the transmigrators, but before they could react, the white fog representing the teleportation of the Ghost-Face Space had surged fiercely and rapidly into the apartment building lobby!

The next instant, all the transmigrators were dumped into the artificial divine realm. What they were about to face were ghosts and monsters, along with spiritual energy cultivators from the prime world who were fiercer, more vicious, and far more overwhelmingly powerful than the ghosts themselves.

Is this... is this right?

This definitely isn't right!

The face of the Ghost-Face Space turned green at this moment!

Just as its quantum topology carefully skirted around the time crystals, preparing to slowly peel back the layers of the plot and then seamlessly take over—having already essentially docked itself—the time crystals, which originally appeared to be just a thin layer, magically morphed into layers of nested kaleidoscope mirrors, tangling up its perpetration organs!

It was in this briefest of instants.

The multiple transmigrators cultivated by the Ghost-Face Space, who possessed its power nodes, were dumped like wild dogs off the leash, tumbling all at once into Artificial Divine Realm 2055! Smoother than dumplings dropping into a boiling pot!

This differed from its original arrangement.

Originally, these transmigrators were supposed to go step-by-step, topological quantum information counter-charging until the time crystals stagnated. Even if accidents occurred, the Ghost-Face Space could still cut its losses in time.

But dumping them all in at once like this—

It couldn't run even if it wanted to!

This was a trap!!!

The transmigrator monster, possessing abundant data and information, realized in a split second that it had been screwed over. What terrified it the most was that, even though it had been scammed, it still hadn't caught a glimpse of that cunning mastermind. It was simply falling at an ultra-high speed, clamped and assimilated by the high-dimensional computer of Artificial Divine Realm 2055.

The transmigrator monster originated from the artificial divine realm. Theoretically, if it suffered severe enough blows, it would also merge into a certain artificial divine realm.

Clearly, the massive trap dug by the Conquest Space had no intention of capturing the Ghost-Face Space alive. Instead, it intended to directly melt this transmigrator monster into Artificial Divine Realm 2055. This artificial divine realm, which needed to be relieved of its suffering, required some reboot mechanisms patched in later. A wild transmigrator monster, being specialized in the supernatural, was simply a stellar fit to come here and shine brightly!

While the transmigrators were being deployed, Lan Yi's fist was just pulling back out from the head of the prime ghost.

The resigned prime ghost offered no decent resistance before its head was punched clean through, its obsession burned away, and its entire body collapsed into dust and ashes like heavily carbonized, burning matter.

"The cycle has been severed."

Watching the surroundings remain completely unchanged—still the rolling forward, chaotic-hued apocalyptic ruins—Lan Yi suddenly burst into a joyful laugh. His laughter grew louder and more frantic, causing his emotional field to trigger a resonance. The ghosts and monsters throughout the entire world began to tremble with fear, and the paradise world in their eyes started to crumble amidst human laughter!