Chapter 1: The Devil's Trade

If daytime is the time when the gods rule, then night is the time when the devils revel!

The glittering city in the darkness of the night, the lights of the city are demonic and poignant. The poison of depravity flows in the bright wine, and sin and madness dance together in the dark corners.

In an uneventful bar, two men sit opposite each other with a glass of muddy wine in front of them.

One of them is the police elite Zheng Mingzhi, from hair to beard, from eyes to clothes, all clean and meticulous, as if there is a vast aura of righteousness hovering around him at all times.

Another person in stark contrast, not trim, bearded, all over the body is written with the four words of decadence and laziness. As a floundering internet writer, He Jingtai was able to drink at the same table with Zheng Mingzhi, all because of his friendship in elementary school, and after growing up, he met his old friend in another country.

"Are you living alone? "Zheng Mingzheng asked this question without thinking.

He Jingtai nodded his head.

Zheng Mingzheng sighed: "Then you must be careful when you go out in the future, and always be on guard against muggers."

He Jingtai looked confused: "Not so much, the city's security is not quite good? There are still dedicated people's police like you who are always ready to fight crime?...

"I'm recently investigating a very evil serial murder case." Zheng Mingzheng took a boozy sip from his wine glass, "Governments have not announced it to the public yet.

"Governments?" He Jingtai keenly noticed something, "This is still a fucking transnational crime?"

Zheng Ming straight back to the burning spicy feeling in the mouth: "About three and a half years ago, the total number of missing people around the world suddenly increased by 122%, at first this did not attract anyone's attention, until ... the remains of certain missing people were found... ..."

"How can we be sure that the missing and murdered people around the world are the work of the same perpetrator or criminal group?" He Jingtai asked seriously.

Zheng Mingzheng let out a bitter laugh: "In fact, only a few people, including me, believe that there is a connection between all the murders.

All the victims were found in different places and died in different ways, but there is one thing in common, they all died in a very bizarre way!"

He Jingtai gestured to him with his eyes to continue.

Zheng Mingzheng took a deep breath and his eyes flashed with a complex light: "Some of the victims were drained of blood, but there were no external injuries on the body surface, not even needle holes. Some victims were just young when they disappeared, and turned out to be dying old men when their remains were found. Some victims had all ten fingers missing. Some victims were found to be missing many bones in their bodies after deconstruction, but the same wounds or surgical traces could not be found on the surface of the body ... In short, the method of death was so strange and unimaginable that people could not guess where the killer's intentions were."

Listening to these contents, He Jingtai only felt a cold stream rising from his tailbone, an inch straight to the sky, could not help but shiver fiercely.

After chatting for a while, Zheng Ming made a phone call, saying he had a case to handle, and said goodbye to He Jingtai.

He Jingtai left the bar and walked alone on the cold windy sidewalk. When I think of Zheng Ming's story at the table, I still have palpitations.

Without any warning, He Jingtai's entire vision suddenly blacked out, and the city's noise in his ears was instantly stilled, and the moment before he lost consciousness in a coma, he roared in his heart with grief and anger: Holy shit, one moment he was listening to a story, but the next moment he had to experience it himself?

When He Jingtai woke up, he found himself in an unfamiliar place, a dark, wide, unadorned, unknown space with infinite depression, with a huge halo emitting a faint light in the center of the ground. This place is really big, because ordinary people like themselves on the ground a total of more than fifty, but does not appear to be crowded at all.

He Jingtai did not move to look around and found that the people lying on the ground of different ages, different races, different occupations, different attire are, it seems like a random system from the whole earth with eyes closed sieved such a group of people, and then all thrown together.

Then all thrown together.

He Jingtai recalled the scene before he passed out, because he heard a horror story from Zheng Mingzheng, so after leaving the bar he paid extra attention to his back, to make sure that absolutely no one was following. But he still lost consciousness and got here, there are many pedestrians on the street, if it is anaesthetic fog there is no reason why only he was hit, in short, all this simply can not be explained by common sense.

Is there a supernatural factor behind it? Because the occupation is a web writer, so He Jingtai for these things beyond the norm than ordinary people have a stronger ability to accept.

He Jingtai's heart suddenly twitched, in front of the unconscious crowd, a nailed lip ring, hanging youth is standing leisurely in place.

Judging from his expression and posture, this kid was obviously not forcibly tied over, he must know more than these unconscious people on the ground!

"What is this place?" He Jingtai asked in a loud voice.

However, the lip ring youth didn't even bother with him, his eyes lingered on those on the ground who hadn't awakened. He Jingtai understood that this guy would reveal the mystery only after everyone woke up.

He Jingtai waited for less than a minute before the people on the ground regained consciousness and got up with bewildered faces.

Many of the people who woke up with He Jingtai found the lip ring youth special, have surrounded him to force questions, other unknown people out of the crowd mentality also gathered over waiting for the guy to answer.

"Boy, say! How did you get me here?"

"Let me out! I want to get out of here!"

"Bastards! What the hell do you want?"

...

He Jingtai, who was watching with cold eyes, once again found a detail that people from all over the world, with their skin color and language varying widely

He himself could actually understand the content of their speech, there is no understanding barrier.

This can simply be described as a miracle, not today's technology can do.

"Quiet!" The young man with the lip ring shouted, but the crowd still clamored.

The lip ring youth frowned, a cold light flashed in his eyes, then, several noisy people at the same time the body shrunk, in just a few seconds turned into a frog with puffed cheeks, croaking incessantly.

This stunned everyone, the scene was silent.

The young man with the lip ring seemed to be satisfied with the effect, and smiled coldly and said, "Who else wants to try the result of disobedience?"

No one dared to meet his eyes.

The lip ring youth hummed: "These guys will be back to their original state in two minutes, so don't worry blindly. I will only say the next words once, it is your business whether you hear me clearly or not, my mission is just that! Understood?"

"Want to get the same magical ability as me? Do you want to become an omnipotent hero like in the movies? Want to be above the world, beyond the mundane? It's simple, just make a deal with the devil."

Lip ring youth held out three fingers: "Each person, can make three deals with the devil to obtain three different transcendent abilities, but also to pay the corresponding price. Generally speaking, the stronger the ability the greater the cost. For example, I just cast a frog deformation, can turn a fierce human or large creature into a tame and harmless frog, each time it is performed will accumulate its own fatigue ', the more powerful the enemy cast the greater the probability of failure, the more fatigue state also accumulated, the more tired a person fighting power is lower, this is of course. If the accumulation of fatigue exceeds a certain maximum limit, I will die a sudden death.

"What powers can the devil give us?" A thin youth in the crowd couldn't help but ask.

A light erupted in the eyes of the lip-ringed youth: "Any ability! Any ability you can imagine! Whether it's a skill from an anime, a skill from a novel, a skill from a game, or an extraordinary ability you imagine out of thin air, the devil can turn it into reality! If you can afford it! The more you ask, the more you pay. If you want to become an all-knowing, all-powerful

If you want to become an all-knowing and all-powerful God, the price is 80% immediate destruction."

The entire crowd of He Jingtai on the periphery of the crowd shuddered for a moment, any superpower that humans can imagine, then

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