In a small town in the United States, the lights are dim at night.

This has become the norm after the Shenyuan Age. In order to save some electricity bills, many stores try to turn on only one light in their business premises.

This was completely unimaginable in the past. You should know that the United States is one of the "countries on the wheels of cars" and consumes countless energy every year.

"No, even if I, David, starved to death, was scared to death by ghosts, and was eaten by monsters, I would never go to the shelter of the bitch! I would not inject any management chips of the bitch!" A strong white guy shouted at his companion, and then smashed a glass of rum to the ground.

Hoods were splattering, fragments were sprinkled, and blood marks were even scratched on some people's faces.

But this actually increased their fanaticism, and there were constant cheers in the bar.

"That's right, David, good!"

"For freedom!"

"We support you!" A group of exposed-clad dancers threw a passionate kiss to the brave young man.

Not long after, the chandeliers hanging on the ceiling suddenly shaking, and the lights began to turn light and dark.

At the same time, outside the floor-to-ceiling windows facing the street, the wind began to grow stronger, and a sad and resentful voice could be heard from a distance.

The bars with crowds of people can't stop this sound from coming into everyone's mind.

The bar, quieted instantly.

The perfect horror movie begins.

Everyone immediately changed their faces.

Four years have passed since the Age of Divine Yuan. In such a long time, young people with the strongest adaptability have learned what they should learn.

Under the pressure of eliminating natural laws, the enthusiasm for learning is the strongest!

"Go, go, get out of here!"

"There will be a supernatural event again..." the young man and woman shouted.

The waiter behind the bar has quickly escaped through the exclusive passage... without any awareness of saving customers.

"Run quickly, it takes 3 seconds to 3 minutes to patrol here on the Oriental Lighthouse. If you hold on, we can live!" Someone comforted his crying girlfriend and dragged the spacious door in the other direction.

More people pushed open the windows facing the street and flipped out.

One of the specifications for business premises after the Shenyuan Age: all exits should be as large as possible. The windows near the street must be floor-to-ceiling windows, or the kind that can be easily pushed open.

"Run out, there is a management chip injection booth two hundred meters away nearby, and there are pond-level practitioners there! It takes less than a minute to run there." Someone shouted while running.

From this point of view, the average quality of the people gathered in the bar is not bad.

If it were the guys in the novel, just run away by themselves, where would they remind others?

Leaving the ignorant guy is just the right way to be bait.

Soon the bar was empty, and the dim streets were full of young people running towards the injection booth...

It was the only place where the night was shining, a thin mist of blue water surrounding the injection booth.

There are millions of injection pavilions around the world, and each pavilion has cultivators above the barrel level. Pond-level masters will be stationed in important places in big cities.

Compared with most cup-level cultivators with shallow cultivation, they can use some simple formations.

Of course, these formations cannot resist ghosts for much time, but they can generally gain at least a few minutes.

In fact, due to someone, there are no strong ghosts on the earth... Those with qualifications have been captured long ago, and those with strong strength have been wiped out long ago.

There are only a few minutes that will be enough for someone to come.

Soon, the young people gathered in the bar were crowded in front of the injection booth, and the seemingly thin water curtain became a natural barrier, separating them from the light.

"Let's go in!"

"Only those who are willing to inject management chips can enter here." A black man in a suit and tie said with a smile.

The pavilion is not big, so it naturally cannot accommodate so many people, but the range covered by the formation around the pavilion is a small fountain square, enough to squeeze hundreds of people.

"Then give me an injection! I am a good resident! My social credit is the best, and I am also an entry-level practitioner!" A young man clamored.

He has the best physical strength and the strongest body. He is also a cup-level cultivator, so he naturally runs in front of everyone.

"Hey, isn't the person who screams the loudest? David?" Someone recognized him.

"What a hypocritical guy!" someone said in disdain.

But more men lowered their heads one after another, fearing that others would recognize them.

It didn't take long for everyone to crowd here to enter the formation and began to line up to lie down honestly to receive the injection.

At this moment, in the bar.

A small, white man with a bad appearance was lying under a table in a corner, holding his head and trembling, trying not to make any noise.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to run, but that he is too timid. When the incident comes, his legs are weak and he can’t run at all.

In order not to be excluded by his companions and to seek the favor of his favorite parties, he also came to this free party.

Who would have thought that horror would come silently, and his companions ran away one after another, leaving him alone.

He didn't blame anyone. He obviously shouted and ran out, but others ran out. He couldn't run by himself, so he could only blame himself.

A terrifying beginning obviously has a terrifying ending.

At this time, a dark green spirit floated in from the window.

This spiritual object is very strange and terrifying, like a person burned by fire.

It floated into the bar and wandered around casually.

After a while, a voice sounded out of the window.

"Come back, fire ghosts, cowards have been scared away long ago. The leaders will definitely be satisfied with our work this time."

The spirit object suddenly appeared. It turned out to be a person who was burned by fire. He had a terrifying appearance. Even if he was in his real body, he was still the boss of the horror movie.

"Okay, this group of people is really timid. Judging from the momentum of the party just now, I thought it would be effective to scare a few, but unfortunately." The burner shook his head and walked out of the bar.

"You forgot that movies come from life, and in horror movies, the fastest ones are the ones who are most courageous in normal times."

The two voices gradually faded away and disappeared into the air.

Only then did Sam have the courage to climb out of the table and stand up with difficulty.

He thought about it and walked towards the injection booth without hesitation.

After arriving at the pavilion, people here were lined up to receive the injection.

He came outside the water curtain and said softly: "I want to inject management chips too."

"Hey, isn't this a timid Sam?" Someone recognized him with the bright light in the pavilion.

"I didn't expect that he was the last of us to come and ask for an injection."

"It seems that we can't call him timid Sam in the future, we should call him Sam the Brave."

"Yes, Sam the Brave!"

A group of people cheered up.

"On the contrary, I guess he was so scared that he couldn't run?" someone exposes it.

"Hahaha, I think this is the truth."

"That's lucky Sam. I didn't expect that a guy like him would survive until now!" Someone laughed.

Sam wanted to tell the truth and slap these people in the face, but he still didn't dare to speak.

He is very brave, but he is definitely not a fool. After all, this is reality, not a movie, and he is not a stupid supporting role to highlight the protagonist's wise nature.

As a person who has received formal education, he knows very well that no one wants to believe it after he tells the truth. Moreover, as the person who reveals the truth, if he offends those strong practitioners, he will be attacked by ghosts!

These people laughed at him just to divert their previous embarrassment.

No matter how ridiculed, these people would not hit him. Beating a recognized coward will not allow them to add charm to the beauty.

...

No one knows that in the dark night, the Oriental Lighthouse that these people just mentioned was standing above them and looking at these people.

"Is there only routines left between people?" the old man said quietly.

"What else do you want to leave? Friendship, love, justice?" Fang Ning said contemptly, "If it weren't for our deterrence, it would be more than just a routine. That half-human and half-ghost would have to kill a few people before he could give up. This. And that coward would not come out alive, and the other party would have discovered him long ago... but he knew that he would never tell the truth."

"This is all my credit, what are we? Don't change your concepts." The old man quickly corrected.

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to you. I always feel that progress is a bit too fast. If something goes wrong, it will be a demon. How long has it been since the discovery of the God-Revelationist? The social form of the world will evolve into a shelter survival mode?" Fang Ning shook his head and sighed.

"What else do you want?" said the old man angrily, "I am the hero system and cannot be forced to change."

"Forget it, take one step at a time." Fang Ning thought, after all, the current drastic change had little impact on him.
Chapter completed!