Djinn starting from Marvel

As the light disappeared, the ominous atmosphere in the campus began to surge again.

"Go to the principal's office? That's the safest place at night." Shi Ming asked, looking at the others.

"Please lead the way." Frank responded.

With Odascin here, they can indeed have a try with the rules here, but this is meaningless. Under the influence of the dark dimension, the underlying logic of this world has been restricted to death. Guaitan cannot be killed unless you can kill it. Dead rules, elimination in a simple sense only delays the time for Kaitan to be reborn again.

The logic here is the same as that in the Dark Souls world. No matter how the undead, King Xin, or even the world struggles, there is no way to change the ending of falling into the abyss. This is the truly terrifying thing about the dark dimension.

In the principal's room of Xi'an University, after the man in the mirror was sealed, Shi Ming also took back his authority as principal. The building that was stepped on by Odascin began to slowly repair itself, and the restrictions on Anxi were lifted. This period Xi'an College and An'an College, which had been confronting each other for a long time, also calmed down.

Shi Ming and An Xi sat down in the principal's office, opposite Frank, the three of them, and the mirror sealed by the flowing magma.

After the two of them looked at each other, Shi Ming slowly said, "Guys, we are very grateful for everything you have said and done this time, so as a reward, we will say everything we know."

Although both Shi Ming and An Xi knew that the purpose of these people was not to help them deal with the man in the mirror, they actually did provide help, which was a fact.

"Well... we don't know where to start at the moment. Why don't you first tell us what to pay attention to when living here?" Johnson thought for a while and asked.

"Then let's talk about strange stories about foreigners. I don't know since when, there will be some people who don't belong to this world in our world. Some of them have special powers, and some of them are relatively ordinary. As the number of foreigners increases, The number of ghost stories gradually increased, and a strange story gradually appeared, called the strange story about foreigners." Anxi said while petting the dog. The dog ate something unclean in order to break out of the encirclement, and now it is a little bloated.

"Let me interject." Odascin next to the mirror knocked on the mirror and said, "When I came here, I found that this world is like a sieve, and all the peripheral defense rules are invalid. To put it simply, you can think , this is a country with negative customs enforcement, and any 'refugee' can sneak in as long as they have contact with it. This is probably why you have so many foreign visitors here."

"I don't know about this, maybe you're right." Anxi didn't care much about the reason behind it, since she couldn't change it anyway, "The ghost story about foreigners is a wide range of ghost stories, and almost all foreigners will be affected by it. At present, The types of effects found include worsening luck, difficulty controlling emotions, and being extremely easy to get into trouble.”

Frank blinked when he heard this. Not long after he came over, he was directly stared at by the person in the mirror. Perhaps it was the influence of this strange story.

"Generally speaking, when an outsider comes into contact with a certain ghost story, the effect of the outsider's ghost story disappears. Therefore, sometimes when we meet a outsider, we will take the initiative to inform him of some less dangerous ghost stories, such as eating The ritual ghost talk about sticking chopsticks into the rice while banging the bowl, and the Duan Yang ghost talk about hearing someone calling him on the street at night and quickly turning around."

Anxi said as he glanced at Johnson, who was concentrating with his eyes closed, and Odascin, who was studying the mirror, "Of course, with your strength, the strange talk from outsiders may not have much impact, but I personally suggest that you should pay attention to it. of."

"Wait a minute, haven't we all been exposed to the man in the mirror? Isn't it a kind of weird story?" Frank asked.

"It should count, but it has been sealed. This strange story has ended with you." Anxi blinked.

Frank suddenly felt bad, "According to your opinion, doesn't it mean that every outsider will be affected by strange stories every minute, whether it's the strange stories about outsiders or other strange stories?"

Anxi nodded, "That's what it means. That's why many people don't welcome outsiders because they have to commit suicide on their own, which can easily affect other people."

"A world full of malice," Johnson complained.

"I think it's very reasonable. If an outsider doesn't contribute, why should he be included in the collective and be protected by the collective?" Odascin retorted.

"I can guess how this ghost story came into being. The alien ghost story is probably related to the rules of the dark dimension. It simply wants to use the outsiders as coordinates to destroy the world. The temporary relief after coming into contact with other ghost stories is probably due to the world consciousness. I intervened and blocked it, because being exposed to other ghost stories means actually fighting against the dark dimension and consuming the power of the dark dimension.”

Anxi touched Shi Ming. The tacit understanding between the two was quite good. After all, they had worked together for so long before the man in the mirror appeared. "Please, I would like to ask, what is the dark dimension?"

Odascin didn't know how to answer for a while. She was half-guessed. After all, she had never heard of the term dark dimension before Frank came to the door.

"Let me explain, in one sentence, it is the root of the problems in your world." Johnson said, "The emergence of strange stories is because the power of the dark dimension is gradually 'digesting' your world. In this process, your world I guess I’ve been weighing the pros and cons and making trade-offs, but no matter what I do, it’s just a question of how much I’ll lose.”

Johnson's words suddenly raised the level a few notches, and Shi Ming remained silent. However, he kept these words in mind and looked for an opportunity to talk to the officials.

"This matter is too complicated. Let's discuss it in detail later when we have time." Frank and Johnson cooperated and released this news. It is estimated that they can attract the government personnel in this place. "Two of you, do you know any other foreign visitors?" ? We want to meet and evaluate this strange story."

"Well, no, most of the outsiders who survived the first wave of malice were very careful to protect themselves. After all, they are in a sense a cursed 'little kid' carrying treasure across the street. I'm ashamed to say that, we There are people in the world who specifically target outsiders to make a profit." Shi Ming said awkwardly.

"However, I know where to find such people." Anxi added.

"where?"

"Hell Apartment!" Anxi and Shi Ming gave the name in unison.

"Hell Apartment?" Frank frowned, "Do you know Mephisto?"

"Mephisto?" Anxi looked confused, having never heard of this name at all.

Frank and Johnson looked at each other. It seemed that this hell apartment had little to do with the hell dimension.

"Please tell me about this place." Johnson said immediately.

"It's a scary large-scale building. As long as you are selected there, you cannot escape from the apartment, and you must act according to the tasks generated by the apartment. Every time you complete a task, the next task will be more difficult until the resident dies. .”

"However, between missions, most of the ghost stories will not find the residents again, and the interior of the apartment is a safe area, so it has also become a shelter for some outsiders. At least they can have some rest time there. And according to legend, after completing ten tasks, residents can achieve transcendence.”

"What's the address?" Frank asked directly.

......

In downtown K City, Constantine leaned against the wall and let out a long sigh.

The conversation he had with Mephisto not long ago came to mind.

"The World of Ghost Stories has entered the game stage. I heard that there is some kind of hell apartment there. This seriously infringes on the reputation and trademark of our hell dimension. I decided to send you there to talk to the landlord." Mephisto said His face was angry, as if the use of the word "hell" had an impact.

"I..." Constantine still wanted to struggle.

"Your business trip allowance and salary have been paid, and the agreed rest time has been made up for you through time off. It is working time now." Mephisto emphasized.

Constantine, who had been relaxing in the Marvel world for a while, let out a long sigh. He had nothing to do during this period of time, and he was simply enjoying himself. Unfortunately, the good days ended a bit too quickly.

After the recollection ended, Constantine glanced at the busy street and took out a cigarette from his pocket, "What kind of trademark? I guess there will be a plot here, why don't you throw me here to score points?"

Click, the lighter was pressed, and just as the flame burst out, a strange gust of wind blew by, and the flame went out.

Constantine frowned, put his right hand in front of the lighter, and pressed it again.

Suddenly, a basin of water fell from the sky, soaking Constantine to the bone, and he was completely out of smoke.

"Sorry, sorry."

Constantine looked up and saw the people upstairs constantly apologizing. A normal person would have thought it was bad luck. At best, he would have had a chance to line up with the unqualified guy upstairs. However, Constantine discovered sensitively that this did not seem to be a coincidence. .

Throwing the cigarette aside, Constantine came to a vending machine, pressed the button, and stuffed the money in. This was the fund given by Mephisto. Mephisto has a way with any money. Get it.

Coca-Cola was slowly pushed out from the shelf and fell vertically. Just when it was about to enter the merchandise outlet, it was stuck above the outlet by a slightly crooked Pepsi-Cola.

Constantine looked around and saw that no one was there, then kicked him, and with a bang, the Coca-Cola fell into the exit.

But when Constantine picked it up, he found that something seemed to have happened to the Coca-Cola when it was dropped, and there was a small crack on the ring.

I tried to pull it, and sure enough, the pull ring broke directly, and the break was quite smooth.

Sure enough... Is this the rejection mechanism of this world?

Constantine thought about tapping the refund button. The vending machine beeped and the screen was pressed. It was broken and the money was naturally swallowed.

Call ~

Constantine felt the wind blowing above his head, and took a step to the side. With a bang, a flower pot was smashed in his original position.

When I looked up, I saw the black cat running away along the window sill.

This is a bit harsh...

Constantine held the statue of hell in his pocket and said, "Hey, boss, the world here is a bit restrictive. There's nothing we can do about it."

Mephisto: "As long as you enter that apartment, this problem will not arise."

Constantine: "Dare I ask, after entering, will I still have a chance to go back?"

Mephisto: "Don't worry, your residual value is still there, no, I mean, unless Dormammu comes, I can always bring you back."

"Okay."

After making sure that Mephisto would not let him go back easily, Constantine sighed, "Hell Apartment, where are you?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Constantine felt a force acting on his body, and then the shadow under his body moved as if it had gained life.

Resisting the desire to remove the influence on him, Constantine followed the shadow and walked deeper into the alley.

It was a dead end alley, but after something went wrong with the shadow, an extra road suddenly appeared.

Constantine looked at the apartment at the end of the road, was silent for a second, and lit a cigarette. "The misfortune has dissipated. It seems that you are the apartment in hell. Tell me, why did you choose such a name? How bad it is."

After Constantine stopped, the shadow was waiting for him in front of him.

"Lead the way." Constantine took a sip, blew out a smoke ring, and said to the shadow.

Following the shadow, Constantine went all the way up to the sixth floor and came to room 606. The shadow returned to his feet. When he came back, he also put a key into his pants.

He calmly put the key into the keychain, turned it, and the door opened directly.

The room is pretty good and has all the necessary things. The bedroom, study room, bathroom, and kitchen are all included. The area is estimated to be at least 150 square meters, excluding the common room.

After a hasty stroll around, Constantine went out to see who his neighbors were and who his landlord was.

However, Constantine estimates that a place like this is too difficult to have a physical landlord. Otherwise, brother, there is someone above me, who is also the monarch of the hell dimension. Let's discuss a matter and sell the house. I will leave you a staff below to guarantee the money. A lot of things but a lot of things to do, stay close to home, or what kind of birth do you want to be reborn in in your next life? It’s all easy to negotiate.

As soon as he went out and before he came to the elevator, he saw a man coming out of the room and looked at Constantine in surprise, "Here comes another one. There are so many new people this time?"

"What do you mean?" Constantine asked, holding a cigarette in his mouth.

"You are the third person here in the past two days. Let me introduce myself, Liu Jianming. I live in 601 and I used to be a policeman." Liu Jianming said with a smile.

"Constantine, an unemployed vagrant, came here to travel." Constantine replied casually. He felt that the man in front of him was very fake, his smile was fake, and his pretended friendliness was even more fake.

"Oh, foreign friends, come down together. The building manager is holding a meeting in the lobby on the first floor to introduce you to the situation here." Liu Jianming said enthusiastically.