Making Trouble

"Chief, the target has entered the isolation room."

At the headquarters of the Sanglin City Public Security Bureau, the captain of the special operations team, who had just sent Feng Xue to the isolation room, entered a room completely sealed with high-strength resin and spoke with a serious-looking middle-aged man through a resin wall.

The middle-aged man looked at the various values on the monitor in front of him, gave instructions to the staff member next to him, and then asked, "How is the situation?"

"The target is cooperating very well. According to him, he seems to have symptoms of amnesia. We can't determine if that's true yet, but according to the Spirit Sensor, the mental and physical fluctuations during the communication are on the same frequency, so he should still be in control."

The team leader, while cooperating with the various instruments rising in the resin room to test himself, answered the director's questions. The director nodded slightly, took the report from the testing personnel beside him, and frowned, saying:

"To be possessed by an Epsilon-level Possession Type Spirit Body and yet be in such good physical condition is highly unusual."

"Perhaps he was just possessed?" the captain speculated, but the researcher who had submitted the report earlier shook his head.

"According to the Spirit Sensor, the Degree of Fusion between the two is very high. Even if a spirit -Ask for Rice Spirit Summoning Ritual such as Ouija Board or spirit mediumship is performed directly, it would still require more than three hours of integration time. For an Epsilon-level spirit, this would be enough to turn a young man with abundant Yang Energy into someone with Yang Deficiency constitution."

"Chief, the Facial Recognition results are in!"

Just then, a voice came from the direction of the door. Upon hearing this, the bureau chief immediately waved, signaling the person to bring over the intelligence. After glancing at it, he frowned and said:

"No?"

"Well, there's no such person in our registered household Household Registration. We also compared the records of missing Household Registration from the past ten years, but found no matching individuals. Furthermore, we found no trace of plastic surgery or Spirit Body Camouflage," the logistics personnel who delivered the report replied. Upon hearing this, the team leader, who had already conducted a thorough search of the resin room, speculated:

"Could it be that he really is a player?"

"Not necessarily." The bureau chief shook his head and sighed.

"Although a small number of players Raising Spirit Body within their bodies, with 'that' protecting them, our equipment cannot detect them unless they voluntarily disclose it."

Just then, the logistics team member who delivered the report frowned, obediently raised his hand, and only after receiving the director's permission did he say:

"Um, Chief, do you think it's possible... he's one of those 'Detached Player'?"

"Impossible!" the captain retorted before the bureau chief could speak.

"Although his body is healthy, his Mental Strength and Spiritual Sensitivity are only at the level of an ordinary person. Not to mention the legendary top players who have met the conditions for escape, even a novice player who has completed two missions cannot compare to him!"

"What if Detached Player results in the erasure of their memories and enhancements?" The director seemed to understand the logistics team member's meaning and speculated accordingly.

"So far, the idea of Detached Player is just a legend within the player community. It's something that people have only heard of but have never actually seen succeed. Assuming that detachment is indeed possible, in order to prevent an unrestricted opponent from affecting new players, stripping them of their power is quite possible. In fact, considering this possibility, the appearance of those spirits in reality can be explained."

"But if that's the case, why is it that we've only just discovered such an individual today?"

Sitting in an isolation room resembling the resin room where the captain was located, Feng Xue narrowed her eyes slightly, carefully savoring the information obtained through the Gu Poison Body.

Player, spirit, spirit strength, Spiritual Sensitivity...

Although there are many technical terms, before becoming a writer, Feng Xue, who was at least an industry insider (referring to Webnovel practitioners), quickly came up with an outline for a Webnovel in her mind.

Or rather, this type of Webnovel was not a rare subject matter in the world when he was still an individual.

To put it simply, it's a branch of the Infinite Flow, a variant of the evolution game system, except that various monster challenges have been replaced with supernatural challenges.

Of course, this is just his guess, and there could be other tricks, but in terms of the Main Body structure, there shouldn't be too much of a deviation.

In such a world, Feng Xue was able to relax. After all, compared to an uncontrollable Meme Infection world, a world with a system as the highest authority was much safer.

The question now is, what benefits can he gain from this world?

"The first thing is definitely solving the problem of having offspring. This shouldn't be too difficult in the supernatural system, as long as you find the right approach. The second thing is inheriting the legacy of your predecessor. Although we don't know exactly how this predecessor died, his legacy is undoubtedly that system. This thing, which is either Phantom Object or Supernatural Tale Derivative, is like that game company over there in Jeston. Its Main Body isn't physical, so trying to pull it out is a bit unrealistic. If you want to reap the benefits, becoming a player should be a good choice."

So the question now is, how do you become a player?

"The traditional method is to wait for a system similar to a god to actively send out invitations. A more unorthodox method is to kill other players to obtain their IDs. Another method is to go through some kind of screening mechanism. You can try to get some information from the official sources. If that doesn't work, just spread the Gu Poison Body widely. If that still doesn't work, just do what we used to do and create our own Independent Supernatural Tale."

Just as Feng Xue was pondering various solutions, he suddenly felt a chill run through him. A piercing alarm immediately blared throughout the resin room, and a group of fully armed police officers rushed in. Seeing Feng Xue's condition, the leader shouted:

What did you do?

"I don't know! I suddenly felt very cold!" Feng Xue pretended to rub her hands together, but instead of using her Internal Force to maintain her body temperature, she opened her senses to try and find out what the Little Pen Immortal wanted to do.

The action team outside the resin room, unaware of his thoughts, immediately said:

"Quickly check yourselves for anything strange. Ancient Coin, Bagua Compass, rings, Crystal Ball —whatever it is, take it all off! You'd better hurry if you don't want to die!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Xue immediately reached into her coat pocket and pulled out her expensive fountain pen. In that instant, it was as if a slender, icy hand had grasped Feng Xue's hand, causing her to uncontrollably fling off the pen cap and frantically scribble and draw on the resin wall.

One after another, glaringly obvious words of death appeared on the transparent wall. Just as the team members were preparing to proceed with the forced procedure, a pop-up window suddenly appeared in Feng Xue's view—

"A spirit or Possession Item has been detected. Do you wish to join the Supernatural Game? Yes/No"

P. S.: The result given by Dice God is - Infinite Flow + Supernatural, which seems quite easy to write, at least gambling, supernatural, science fiction, and historical fiction are easier to write.