The Ascetic Monk

"Benefactor Qin."

"Your abilities are already more than enough."

Shitian clasped his hands together, his calm expression tinged with a hint of envy. "Buddha or demon, as long as they can be used by me."

What is 'cylinder top'?

Qin Yiguan stared at his virtual panel, his expression unusually excited, even somewhat ferocious.

He activated a "Higher Self".

The Development Rate of [Gestalt Collapse] skyrocketed from 40% to 99%.

Qin Yiguan knew very well that he could freely use this [Gestalt Collapse], which was comparable to the Dark Creation, without needing to borrow the ' Liquid Black Hole '. He could directly create darkness and form a deadly killing move within it.

I will kill anyone who stands in my way, whether Buddha or god.

The sign of this power being unleashed was the appearance of a black wardrobe in the sky, and the ' Black Calamity ' with one eye peeking out from inside the wardrobe.

Its existence is like the huge shadow behind Dr. House, or like Jiang Mingshu behind Chen Mudou.

This is an ability that ordinary people only awaken after their Fusion Rate reaches 100%.

It is the 'high-dimensional self' hidden within its prefrontal cortex.

The mystery within was beyond Qin Yiguan's comprehension.

But Qin Yiguan felt incredibly lucky!

The Fusion Rate... has increased to 90%.

It also reached the 90 mark!

Similarly, in the public's definition, this is definitely a big shot!

[Gestalt Collapse] His unpredictable abilities, once unleashed, are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, which has solidified his reputation as a 'big shot'.

The data, the capabilities... everything matched!

Shitian explained, "'Top of the jar' is a term my master taught me. It means something that's near the top. You can imagine that everyone is in a big jar, and you're the one who can push the lid up so hard it makes a loud banging sound!"

"Hehe."

Qin Yiguan was still intently admiring his own data. "Although your analogy is strange, I... I agree! Hahaha!"

"Amitabha."

Shitian suddenly turned to look at the distant Gobi Desert. "Benefactor Qin, I have just entered the Metaverse. I am unfamiliar with the place and have no one to rely on, but Shitian's path of cultivation must continue."

As he spoke.

The little monk turned around, grinned at Qin Yiguan, and said, "I see you also have a flying vehicle, so... how about you give me a ride? Don't worry, I won't ride for free. I can have you bring me water to wash my feet every day, and massage my shoulders and back, hehe."

Qin Yiguan slowly turned around, his lips twitching. "I'll take you flying, and then I'll massage your shoulders and back? What kind of logic is that?"

"Master said."

The young monk held up one finger. "I massage his shoulders and back every day. This is an act of giving, and it brings blessings. After 49 days of massage, the blessings increase by one layer; after a year, by ten layers; and after a lifetime, by the next life. He will be reborn as a human, blessed with good fortune, destined to be a rich second-generation heir, and incredibly handsome."

"Benefactor Qin, if we travel together, I will give you all the blessings I have."

"And I, though I will be devoured by the demons of my own heart, will do so willingly."

Qin Yiguan looked at the little monk, who had a very serious expression on his face.

For a moment, it was impossible to tell what was true and what was false.

"No."

Qin Yiguan slowly shook his head. This had little to do with that absurd theory of good fortune. Rather, he preferred to go it alone. Besides, his goal was to reach the most remote Experimental Zone, where all the risks were unknown.

He never considered what other people's Future would hold.

But you absolutely cannot let yourself be implicated.

Qin Yiguan slowly stood up. "Let's each go our own way."

"Benefactor Qin is utterly inhumane."

Shitian looked into the distance, "Little monk, what should we do next?"

It was at this time.

Qin Yiguan's body flickered, about to turn into blue code and dissipate in the air.

--I've slept too long, it's time to wake up.

"Shitian, I'll reconsider the matter of traveling together."

"If you have nowhere to go, then wait for me here."

After Qin Yiguan finished speaking, his entire body turned into blue code and then dissipated.

Rust City No. 03.

Qin Yiguan woke up in the pitch-black bedroom.

Looking around, the furniture in the room was all black, and the heavy curtains were tightly closed.

Qin Yiguan sat quietly on the bed for a minute.

In the darkness, they found a lighter in the cabinet.

He held it in his hand and sat quietly for another minute.

Smack

He pressed the lighter, and a faint flame flickered, creating a tiny point of light in the pitch-black room.

The light twisted, and a demonic face slowly emerged, its features contorted in a ferocious grimace, seemingly poised to pounce at any moment.

He went to see Qin Yiguan with a calm expression, gave a faint smile, and said, "Disperse."

The demon born from the distortion vanished.

Smack

He pressed the lighter again.

Above the firelight, a long-haired female ghost hung from the roof beam, swaying slightly.

Qin Yiguan slowly raised his head, showing no fear, and said, "Disperse."

The ghost of the woman who hanged herself has also disappeared.

"Hehe."

Qin Yiguan chuckled to himself, "Now, I'm no longer afraid of you."

He got up, opened the curtains with a whoosh, and the sunlight broke through the darkness. A new day had quietly begun without him even realizing it.

He went downstairs.

Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of the brand-new Nutrient Pod in the living room; the device wasn't even connected to a power source.

This is a gift that Officer Wang sent earlier.

I thought of that old policeman who, even as the deputy chief of the B5 General Police Bureau, always wore that black trench coat.

Qin Yiguan also thought of the obituaries in the Ghost City.

For some reason, he wanted to check on Officer Wang's safety.

Do it as soon as you think of it.

He immediately turned on his communicator and contacted Officer Wang.

"Uncle Wang, are you alright?"

It was confirmed that the noise coming from Officer Wang's end was from a crime scene, with the voices of other officers and the sounds of mechanical puppets moving.

"I am fine!"

"It's just a bit hectic!"

"You suddenly sent me such a greeting... Why does it give me the creeps?"

"It feels like I'm about to die!"

Qin Yiguan chuckled. "You're already the deputy director, and you still have to be out at crime scenes all the time. Be careful you don't actually die one day."

"Hehe."

"Kid, have you run out of medicine lately? If you don't have any money, Uncle Wang will get you some."

"Now, get the hell out of here."

Qin Yiguan smiled and was about to hang up the call.

But then they heard other officers' voices coming from Officer Wang's side. "Chief, this little monk has been dead for at least a month. He's now a dried-up corpse. What should we do?"

"Uncle Wang, wait!"

Qin Yiguan narrowed his eyes and quickly asked, "What's going on with that little monk?!"

"Oh, I'm currently located in Central District No. 03."

"A young monk has wandered into this urban area sometime ago."

"He's sitting on the edge of this street in a meditative posture. He's been dead for a long time; his body has decomposed."

Officer Wang added, "You don't need to get involved in this. We've already investigated; he simply died of natural causes due to prolonged lack of food."

Qin Yiguan's brows furrowed even more deeply. "Officer Wang, Central District No. 03 is very close to me. I... I'll be there right away!"