A Sudden Change in Tone

"Rewriting cognition? Or setting the right to interpret?"

Feng Xue frowned, looking at the spirit of the Ouija board who still hadn't reacted, knowing that this young lady was basically trapped by the world's setting.

However, this is not a big deal, because it can actually provide him with a considerable intelligence advantage. However, he also has to consider whether the deceased predecessor in this world possesses the power of a [demon].

Although the ability to rewrite cognition is abnormal, it is currently only effective against ghosts and monsters, and it doesn't exert too much pressure on Feng Xue.

However, if Feng Xue possesses the Single Character Authority of "[Ghost]", she cannot attempt to acquire the Supernatural Tale Entry of the "[Ghost]" system in this world, otherwise she might become the vessel for the other party's resurrection.

After all, no one knows how the other party defines "ghost".

It's like if Feng Xue were to create a martial art similar to "Demonic Seed of the Dao Heart" in the real world, writing his spiritual wavelength into his True Qi and defining the concept of Internal Force in this way, then all Internal Force fluctuations would become the frequency of his spiritual fluctuations. As long as a Weird Tale dares to create Supernatural Tale Entry with a martial arts system in the real world, it would be equivalent to accepting the setting of "[the spiritual fluctuations of the Martial Ancestor are present in his body]", thus indirectly becoming a vessel for resurrection.

Of course, because of the existence of the [Peerless Martial Art], the Internal Force in the present world already has a fairly complete system. Unless Feng Xue is determined to destroy the [Peerless Martial Art] and then reset the new rules, it is impossible to come up with such a trick.

Just like the hometown of the Miss Ke Family, everyone's cultivation techniques originate from Feng Xue's [Six Perfections Path]. This thing was designed based on Feng Xue's own characteristics. As long as the Miss Ke Family doesn't cause any trouble, then as long as there are supernatural Weird Tale, it can serve as her resurrection point.

Of course, if a living person can live to the point of becoming Acquired Supernatural Tale, then they will also join the army of resurrection points after death.

"We shouldn't create Trait related to ghosts or monsters, or rather, we shouldn't create Trait before we understand the world's setting."

Feng Xue adjusted her plan of action, deciding not to try and remind the Ouija board spirit, but instead to make good use of the knowledge she had acquired.

"Can you eat souls or ghosts?"

"Yes, but it's unnecessary." The spirit of the Ouija board shook her head with some disdain. "Ghosts eat souls to stabilize their existence. Although the more they eat, the stronger they become, it also leads to their own chaos. I've already attained a divine position, why would I need to eat other ghosts?"

"I understand now. So, the end of the universe is indeed the system."

Feng Xue nodded seriously and then ignored the hanging Hanged Ghost gnawing on its belly. Although he still had some ideas about how the person died, if even the soul had been eaten away, then even if there was a part of the spirit-summoning technique in [Six Perfect Paths], it definitely wouldn't work.

"I just don't know if this completely gnawed corpse can still be used as a 'house'."

Feng Xue Feng Xue turned to look at the quantum ghost hand, only to find that it hadn't changed, and shook her head.

"It seems the Phantom Object Main Body shouldn't be corrupted by the power it's designed for; only the derivatives are. That's good news, indicating the opponent's power level is at least lower than the Phantom Object's. Hmm, it's also possible that the Pale Ghost Hand's Tag is [Ghost] instead of [Demon]."

Having grown accustomed to nitpicking over words, Feng Xue glanced again at the hanged Hanged Ghost gnawing on its belly, thought for a moment, then suddenly pulled Coffin board from his pouch, sat down at the table, and began to put his carpentry skills to use.

He didn't try to tone down his movements, and the sound of sawing wood was far from pleasant. However, whether it was because the door was very soundproof or because the people inside were frightened by the sudden noise, no one even opened the door a crack.

Very quickly, in just a few minutes, a spirit tablet was made. He thought for a moment and used an expensive fountain pen to write the words "Little Ghost of the City God Temple" on the spirit tablet.

Although it's a bit strange to write the ancestral tablet with a fountain pen, it gives the tablet the concept of being "Beneficial Calculation Star Lord".

After finishing, Feng Xue placed the ancestral tablet in the center of the table, took out an incense burner, and lit three incense sticks, but she made no attempt to worship; she simply turned and went back to her room.

"Looks like everyone's pretty dog-like, but that's fine too, at the latest we'll probably know the results by tomorrow."

Feng Xue thought this to himself, but before tomorrow, just as noon approached and Feng Xue had just put a piece of hot pot beef into his mouth, his door was knocked on again.

"What is it?" Feng Xue opened the door with a somewhat annoyed look, and saw five people standing in the doorway, yet maintaining a perfect distance of about three meters. If Feng Xue hadn't had good eyesight, she wouldn't have even known who knocked on the door.

"What happened? Is that Red Face dead?" Feng Xue raised an eyebrow, looking at the only absent target, and asked casually.

The fat man who knocked on the door nodded, but then his face suddenly turned ugly, as if he had smelled something. Immediately afterward, the only woman and the Green Face man also looked unwell, and even began to retch.

Feng Xue frowned and looked at the expressionless office worker:

"What's wrong with them?"

"Come out and you'll understand." The beer-bellied Student Kid aside, allowing Feng Xue's gaze to pass over the wall of people and into the Living Room behind. There, he saw that the Red Face man's head, with its skull cracked open, was the only part of him that remained intact. The rest of his body parts had been meticulously dismembered and laid out on the conference table like hot pot ingredients. Although all the blood had been made into blood tofu, the complete absence of any bloodiness was what sent chills down one's spine.

"Good heavens, even I couldn't sew it back together after taking it apart like this!" Feng Xue looked back at the hot pot in his room, his face darkening. He was suddenly a little glad that he had listened to the Ouija board's prophecy and eaten hot pot for lunch, otherwise he really couldn't imagine what kind of hot pot he was going to eat.

But...

"Why would you think of a seam when you see this?" the Green Face man asked in an unfriendly tone. Feng Xue replied matter-of-factly:

"It's just a medical student's habit. After dissecting the cadaver, you have to suture it back up as well as possible. That's professional ethics, okay?"

After saying that, he strode to the conference table that was radiating cold air, but his gaze was not on the hot pot dishes on the table, but on the ancestral tablet he had carved earlier.

At this moment, the seemingly playful penmanship already possessed a faint Spiritual Light, but looking at the corpse still hanging in mid-air, there was absolutely no trace of its spiritual essence left.

"Tsk tsk, I thought it was going to be a Japanese Supernatural Type thriller, but it turned out to be First Turn American gore movie..."