The Storybook Contest, Bitter Sea Ferryman

Holding a collection of setting stories that embodied the evolution of the entire world, yet only being able to treat it as an actual storybook, Qin Yang truly felt such a tremendous advantage was going to waste.

Especially when the author of that storybook was squatting right beside him.

When he discovered that, under specific circumstances, he could supplement the settings, Qin Yang's mouth nearly split into a crooked grin.

It was just patching things up. Even if one had never eaten pork, who had not seen a pig run? As the saying went, long illness made a good doctor. After being harmed by patches so many times, once one held the authority to patch things, one would absolutely light up the skill points for causing trouble without a teacher.

The patch he had made this time was not quite perfect, speaking of it, but there was nothing to be done about that.

By Qin Yang's calculations and the results of his personal experiments, the foremost requirement for completing the settings was that they had to conform to the laws of evolution.

The most important law governing the evolution of the World of the Dead was, naturally, stability.

The rules had to be able to operate for a long time. Small deviations were acceptable, but they could not accumulate and turn into a final catastrophic collapse.

And both the Bitter Sea itself and the ferrymen involved all Dead Spirits.

Balancing the relationship between ordinary Dead Spirits and ferrymen, ensuring that the rules were relatively fair to every Dead Spirit, was the pillar that could sustain things in the long run.

On that foundation, he could secretly mix in a little private cargo.

For example, if it was six against six, and he made one person capable of fighting six, the