After laughing, he slowly explained while walking:
"Let me tell you, I had the ability to conjure a pen at the Infinite Supermarket.
It’s not the so-called super power, but the devil’s power that is unique to every transformer.”
"Transformer? The power of the Demon King."
Mu Sang, who was walking beside him, asked in confusion, "What is that?"
Bi Sang suddenly stopped and turned to look at him:
"Do you think the me you see now looks like a human being?"
"What is this nonsense."
Mu Sang frowned and became more and more confused, "Of course you are a human being, can you still be a monster?"
"Haha, in a sense... I am indeed a 'monster'."
Bi Sang said with a normal face, "I am a non-human species between humans and back room entities."
"You..." Mu Sang subconsciously took a step back, "Didn't I say that you are Mu Sang from parallel time and space?"
"Yes, I was indeed a normal human being."
Bi Sang raised his feet and walked forward again, "But unfortunately, the smallest and most powerless species in the back room... is human beings.
Therefore, in order to live longer and more comfortably, I chose... to integrate into the abnormal power in the back room and transform into a quasi-entity species - a metamorphosis.
Today, my outer skin looks very similar to that of a human being, but in fact, my internal organs, nervous system, and skeleton have all been completely dehumanized.
For example, my heart is a coral gear inlaid with emeralds.
That gear is the key core of my existence as a metamorphosis, an abnormal creature."
"I see."
Mu Sang suddenly said, "In order to fight against the entity, you must first have the power of the entity, and you have to stop being a human being, right?"
"That's right."
Bi Sang said as he walked, "After any Mu Sang transforms into a transformer, the transformation ability characteristics he possesses will become his 'surname', or prefix, in this life, such as my name - Pen Mu Sang
, that’s how it came about.”
As the two of them walked slowly and slowly, the Ferris wheel above their heads gradually disappeared.
Instead, there is an endless green space.
At the end of the green space is a large silver-white building.
There are some faint figures walking among those buildings.
In green space.
"That……"
Mixed with yearning and curiosity, Mu Sang asked, "How did you transform into a metamorphosis? Is it surgery? Genetic modification? Or injection of entity's blood?"
Bisang on the side shook his head in denial:
"No, almost all the metamorphoses of the Mu Sang Legion's original source of the Demon King's power, the perpetual gear, came from a god."
"God?"
After hearing this term, Mu Sang had a strange look on his face, "You actually rely on metaphysics and the power of religion? Is it... God? Is it Buddha? Or Cthulhu?"
"NONONO."
"The gods worshiped by the Mourning Legion are not the false religious idols in the real world."
Bisang said leisurely, "He is a high-dimensional god who truly exists in the infinite back room. His name is the Eternal Demon King."
"God Gao Wei..."
Mu Sang murmured, "Eternally Moving Demon King."
For some reason, after hearing this god's name for the first time, his heart beat suddenly and heavily, and then the blood in his body began to heat up uncontrollably.
"call--"
Mu Sang spit out a stream of boiling flames visible to the naked eye, "What's wrong with me? My body feels... very hot, but it's not very painful. On the contrary, I feel more energetic."
"Oh? Are you so reactive? You can actually spit out fireworks!"
Bisang raised his eyebrows, "It is rumored that the name of the God of the Eternal Demon King has a memetic effect. Once a person who is destined to be God hears it, his body and soul will be unstoppably alienated.
I always thought it was just a legend, but I didn’t expect...it seems like you have very strong potential."
"Potential?" Mu Sang looked confused, "What potential."
"The so-called potential refers to the background color of the soul. The more magnificent the background color, the higher the acceptance of the power of the devil, and the higher the power after transformation."
Bisang said eloquently, "But the specific situation requires you to conduct a detailed inspection after arriving at the camp."
"Okay, I have to go to other back room levels to meet other mourners, so I'll send you here,"
Bi Sang glanced at the silver-white building in the distance and said to Mu Sang, "Remember, you have to walk in a straight line until you reach the camp. Don't deviate from the direction, and don't look around. In this playground... only the camp is the best.
Safety."
"Camp? I understand."
Mu Sang slowly turned his head and looked at the silver-white buildings several kilometers away.
Afterwards, he said goodbye to Fountain Pen Mu Sang, and Mu Sang followed the other party's instructions.
Without making any mistakes, we walked honestly all the way through thousands of meters of green space.
Finally, they entered the Mu Sang Legion camp without any surprises.
Even so, Mu Sang could actually hear some weird laughter and cries all the time along the way, coming from the dark wild forests on both sides of the green space.
I don't know what is hidden inside.
What's interesting is that as soon as Mu Sang entered the gate of the camp.
On an old sign at the door, I saw the so-called survival rules of the back room.
He walked over slowly and saw it written on it:
One, you can doubt anyone, but you must trust the gear, that's all you have.
Second, be vigilant! Don’t have excessive curiosity.
Third, death is not terrible. Always remember to leave a bullet for yourself, oh, a bomb will do too.
Fourth, laziness is your enemy and pain is your lover, but remember not to be too obsessed with your lover.
5. Cherish every moment of rest, it is more precious than any fine wine or food.
6. Those who embrace darkness, please retain your mercy.
7. Happiness and joy are just a short interval between two long periods of pain. Don't be too attached to it.
8. If a certain back room area makes you feel at ease, then leave immediately.
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10. Find a group, join a group, and support the group.
"It seems reasonable."
Mu Sang frowned and whispered, "But, it's a little baffling."
There are ten rules in total, it feels like that's what it is.
But if you think about it carefully, it seems that there are some contradictions between these rules.
"Is everything so weird in the back room?"
Mu Sang turned his eyes and looked at the houses and buildings in the camp that were not very tall, but also quite simple and plain, and whispered:
“But it’s this weirdness that makes it full of challenges and excitement.”
A few hours later.
Deep in the camp, in a somewhat old resettlement dormitory.
Mu Sang lay on the simple bed with his head resting on his arms and looked out the window in ecstasy.
Dong Dong! Dong! Dong Dong Dong!
Suddenly, there was an irregular knock on the door.
"Here we go again."
The middle-aged man in the lower bunk, Mu Sang, murmured and huddled under the quilt, not daring to move, pretending that he didn't hear anything.
Mu Sang climbed up from the upper bunk curiously and squinted at the place where the sound came from.
It's outside the dormitory door.
Looking from the upper bunk, against the dim light of the corridor outside the dormitory door, there were actually two black shadows extending into the room.
It was as if there was someone standing outside the door without saying a word.
"What the hell."
Mu Sang jumped off the bed, walked softly to the door, squatted down slowly, and looked out carefully through the crack in the door.
Then he saw a pair of bony hands outside the door.
As if he sensed someone looking over him, his hands moved.
The next moment, the upside-down old woman's head hit the ground hard, and her two abnormally large eyeballs stared at Mu Sang in the room through the crack in the door.
"Huh?!" The latter was startled and couldn't help but step back and stand up.
When he knelt down and looked again after a few seconds, the old woman's head disappeared.
It's as if everything is an illusion.
"Huh -" Mu Sang let out a breath, "Even if we stay in the so-called safe camp, will there be an entity appearing, even if... it's just a level 0 entity?"
Previously, Bisang had asked him some information about entities.
According to this information, in short, most level 0 entities only have the ability to scare people and generally do no harm.
Note that this is a general situation.
The level 1 entity is just like the faceless monster Mu Sang met in the infinite supermarket.
Although it is harmful to a certain extent, the overall lethality is at most stronger than that of a real-world murderer, so it can often be solved with firearms or explosives.
As for higher-level entities, Bisang didn't say much about them.
He just vaguely said that level 2 is easy to deal with, level 3 is more difficult, level 4 will be fatal if encountered, and no one has ever seen level 5.
As for the other people in the dormitory where Mu Sang is now, they are all Mu Sang from different parallel time and space who have just entered the back room like him.
They were basically rescued and found from various backroom levels by Mu Sang, a transformed person like Fountain Pen Mu Sang who had experienced many battles.
The reason why we are crowded here now is to wait for the transformation ceremony in a few days.
Those who succeed in transformation will naturally have a good future in the mourning army.
On the contrary, losers will only be able to engage in mediocre and ordinary jobs in the future.
It sounds a bit miserable, but at least it's better than wandering alone in the back room.
On the contrary, the mortality rate of the former type of metamorphosis is much higher than that of the mediocre ones.
After all, they have to face many strange entities and all kinds of extremely complex and dangerous backroom time and space.
Five days later——
...Zizzi...
A trumpet sounded over the camp:
"Every new member of the camp, please come to the medical room to participate in the potential test and transformation ceremony!"
"Every new member of the camp, please come to the medical room to participate in the potential test and transformation ceremony!"
In the medical room.
Mu Sang, a muscular and hairy werewolf, was looking attentively at the display screen of a large machine.
There was a beep and the screen went blank.
Seeing this blank image, the werewolf Mu Sang immediately turned around to record it, and said without raising his head:
"Unqualified, next one."
"I...my soul background is not good enough?" the white-haired Mu Sang who participated in the test stammered.
"You've already said the next thing, don't you understand?!" the werewolf Mu Sang said impatiently.
"Oh~"
After sending away the disappointed mediocre Mu Sang, the werewolf Mu Sang expressionlessly picked up the thermos cup and drank some water.
Rabbit Mu Sang, who was standing aside with his arms crossed and watching the excitement, came over with his big buck teeth and asked:
"Old Lang, among the Mu Sangs you have tested over the years, which one has the most magnificent soul background?"
"Hmm... let me think about it." Lang Sang recalled, "The whole picture is dark blue, inlaid with many stars, and there is a cyber-style electric Gatling in the middle of the picture."
"Damn it, the background of the soul is so complete and cool!" Rabbit Sang was envious, "Then he won't be able to go to heaven!"
"Yes." Lang Sang sighed, "The strength of Cyber Mu Sang... is now close to the top of Level 3."
After he finished speaking, he shouted loudly: "Next one."
"coming!"
Mu Sang walked in quickly after hearing the sound, and showed a sunny smile to the hairy man in front of him, "How do you test it, bro?"
"It's very simple."
Lang Sang spoke calmly and pointed his finger at the regularly rotating colorful gear-like 3D pattern on the large machine screen on the right.
"Have you seen the big gear on the screen? Stare at it with all your heart. Be sure to concentrate.
Then, the gear will detect your spiritual cognition and soul power potential through your eyes, which is generally speaking, the soul background.
Also, during the whole process, you have to keep reciting the prayer to worship the eternal demon king in your heart. In the past few days, you should have memorized the prayer by heart.
Anyway, you have to remember that you can’t make a single mistake in the prayer.”
"oh."
Mu Sang nodded in realization, his eyes focused, and he looked at the gears on the screen of the machine.
"Are you ready?"
"Um!"
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After finishing speaking, Wolf Sang picked up the thermos cup, unscrewed the lid and put it to his mouth, slowly drinking while he and Rabbit Sang chatted quietly.
After Mu Sang looked at the gear, he began to recite a strange and mysterious prayer to God in his heart:
"Praise to the eternal demon king, who brought his power to the world;
The world rejoices because of you, and the common people praise you;
Dwelling at the end of the universe, the light envelopes the world;
Traveling through all the realms and universes, everyone chants the name of the Demon King;
We must win! Kill the ugly ones;
We must win! Kill the unruly ones;
Get rid of all kinds of sins, you are the eternal demon king;
You who destroy evil, you are the eternal demon king;
Constantly uphold the three realms and bless all living beings..."
As he recited it over and over again, Mu Sang's thoughts and consciousness gradually fell into a blur.
His mind, half asleep and half awake, inexplicably landed in a boundless ocean of chaos.
In this unknown ocean with no light or darkness, there is an endless and huge universe floating up and down.
This infinite universe is all deeply embedded in various gears.
Under the constant rotation of countless gears, the infinite universe will wither and collapse in a few breaths, turning into waves of illusory and qualityless water, blending into the unknown sea.
However, in the next moment, there will be infinite universes emerging everywhere in the ocean of chaos, and they will continue to be swallowed up by countless gears.
And in the deepest part of this vast ocean, Mu Sang was extremely horrified and saw... a majestic humanoid figure that was so huge that it was boundless and was condensed by countless billions of gears, exuding endless brilliant divine light.
.
"That's...the Eternal Demon King!!!"
Mu Sang was shocked.
He couldn't believe...there was actually a god in the back room.
I can't believe that the god worshiped by the mourning army, the Eternal Demon King, actually exists.
At the same time, the moment Mu Sang saw the Eternal Demon King.
The Eternal Demon King also saw him at the same moment.
"Well……"
Hecmennon, or rather Mu Cang, looked at the cluster of tiny soul projections that suddenly appeared in the ocean, and said indifferently:
