The man behind the scenes: My entry is so evil that it's crazy

The lost goods finally arrived.

The 1% inheritance reward was signed for today.

Feng Mu's heart trembled. For this reward, he was really worried for several days and nights, and he almost ran away and wandered in the scavenging area.

Finally got what he wanted, he cried to death~

His fingers touched the statue and held it. The statue was not big, but a human face, which was carved vividly.

[1% inheritance reward has been delivered, I wish players a happy game! ]

Feng Mu's pupils shrank suddenly, not because of the prompt box on the retina, but because the face on the statue was clearly... myself.

Well, my previous life, I was Feng Mu, the leader of [Destiny] in the game.

Suddenly seeing his face on the statue, Feng Mu felt quite scared and almost lost his grip.

[Contaminated metal detected:? ? ]

[Ingredients: iron. ]

[Edible. ]

[ps: This metal imprisons the soul, please be careful when eating. ]

Under the mask, Feng Mu's mouth twitched slightly, but he still brought the statue in front of him and looked at it carefully.

The moment Feng Mu's eyes met the statue, his entire consciousness was sucked in.

In the boundless darkness, he descended on the cold Iron Throne, and the outline of the shadow gradually overlapped, and an inexplicable enlightenment emerged in his heart.

He moved his mind, and the next moment, the soul projections of forty-four recipients condensed in the darkness.

This was obviously not the first time the recipients appeared here. They crawled under the Iron Throne with ease, their foreheads on the ground, and no one dared to look up at his... true face hidden behind the shadow.

The true face was two constantly changing faces, sometimes Feng Mu, sometimes Feng Mu, and the faces changed so quickly that at a certain moment they seemed to merge into one face.

[There are 44 seeds here, and their fate is controlled by you! ]

[You can let them live or die. ]

[You can give them power or deprive them of consciousness. ]

[They will be your most loyal believers. You can use them as yours, and they will die for you. ]

The system prompt information directly appeared in the depths of consciousness.

Feng Mu obtained two ways to use it.

The first one is called Marrying Twins: When your original body dies, you can choose to share the death with half of the believers, who will die instead of you, and you will get a new life.

Marrying Twins, in simple terms, is to give Feng Mu a second life, similar to the death reload in the game, but it can only be reloaded once.

And the cost is huge. Once used, half of the recipients will die suddenly.

After using it once, the reset cooldown CD is also very long.

"However, reality is not a game. It is worth it to get a second life no matter what the price is, not to mention that the price is paid by the believers."

Sitting on the Iron Throne, Feng Mu's mouth curled up an evil arc. He really likes this ability.

With this ability alone, the resentment of the 1% inheritance reward being delayed for so long can be dissipated.

Besides, there is a second ability, the Agent's Gift.

Agent's Gift: You can give one of your abilities to believers. A believer can only be given one ability at the beginning. The ability value is based on your current state, and believers can inherit 50%-99%.

Subsequent believers can redevelop or create abilities on their own. When they die, the experience of using the ability will be fed back to you.

"Agent's Gift, an ability to cultivate spies or hawks, the only limitation is the strength of the recipient, which cannot exceed oneself, but it's not bad." Feng Mu thought.

Feng Mu didn't pay much attention to the second ability. After all, he had [Destiny] behind him. As long as he worked hard to be a villain, he would be able to inherit the destiny sooner or later.

After all, inheriting the entire [Destiny] cannot be done in one go, and it's not bad to set up another team in the middle to use and discard.

On the contrary, the experience package fed back after death is very satisfactory to me. To some extent, it can be regarded as 44 small accounts to brush skill proficiency, but you have to wait until you die to harvest.

So do I want you to die, or do I want you to die?

After experiencing a series of things, Feng Mu's mentality is also changing step by step. He now understands that [Destiny] has bound him.

It's not a question of whether he is timid or not, or whether he is afraid of being exposed, but that he will be exposed one day.

Just like this time running away seems to be a false alarm, in fact, isn't it because the label on him can't be torn off?

Even if he wants to upgrade steadily, [Destiny] will definitely cause trouble from time to time and implicate himself. Instead of doing so, passively accepting it at that time, it is better to take the initiative and brush up the [Inheritance Degree] when he gets the chance.

Brush up the [Inheritance Degree] one day earlier and inherit the complete [Destiny]. Is he still afraid of being exposed?

Of course, he should be timid when he should be timid, just looking for opportunities to cause trouble, and he must not be timid and timid when brushing the villain experience points.

The transformation of mentality cannot bring about a leap in strength, but to a certain extent, it is more important than the growth of strength. This indicates that a villain is fading from his youth and actively embracing the abyss.

Those who understand the destructive power of subjective initiative will understand!

Feng Mu narrowed his eyes and looked down at the 44 agents crawling at his feet.

Some of the faces were familiar, and Feng Mu suddenly realized: "Aren't these the people on Ma Bin's list? It turns out that I was thinking wrong. That is not a list of suspects, nor is it Ma Bin's attempt to gain power by taking advantage of the issue. No, he did gain power, but it was just a byproduct. His real goal is the people on the list."

"Not just one person, but all of them. This list is basically a list of goods."

"Ma Bin deceived everyone with a sleight of hand, including me, the real murderer."

Feng Mu realized that he was also deceived, but he was not angry. Ma Bin was now his subordinate, and the more tricks he played, the better.

Looking at these faces who were innocently involved and forcibly tied to the chain of [fate], Feng Mu felt a trace of pity in his heart, but it was extinguished in an instant.

It is impossible to return the goods.

This world is so cruel. You never know which will come first, tomorrow or an accident. Weakness is the original sin, and weakness will become a toy played by fate.

"You put your fate in my hands, and I will give you strength and let you experience an unprecedented life. It is also an equal exchange, and you will not lose."

Feng Mu muttered to himself in his heart, and did preventive psychological counseling for his guilt that day in advance for marrying the dead twins in the future.

Thinking of this, he looked down at his feet and said in a deep voice: "Under the gaze of [Destiny], I grant you to be my agents and obtain..."

Several abilities that can be granted popped up in the prompt box in his mind, namely [Crane Claw], [Basic Boxing], [Basic Kicks], [Tongue Root Death Curse], [Plastic Embryo].

[Iron Eater], [Crazy Blood], [Feast] are not among the options that can be granted.

…….

After getting off the van, Luo Ji returned to his empty home, went into the bathroom, wiped the bruises on his face numbly with a towel, and muttered to himself in front of the mirror.

"I was kidnapped for no reason. I thought I was going to die, but I didn't die. I survived, but..."

"The head of the police station said that they shot and killed the bandit leader who kidnapped us. It's ridiculous. They don't know anything at all. The one who kidnapped us is actually..."

Luo Ji stuck out his tongue and rolled it up. When he was about to say the unspeakable name, the root of his tongue suddenly became hot, and a strange black symbol loomed.

Not only the name cannot be spoken, but everything related to it cannot be spoken, even if it is only a little bit related, and the information of other recipients cannot be leaked to others.

No, it is not that it cannot be spoken, but it cannot be malicious.

It is as if the curse is alive, parasitic in the soul, and will listen to the voice of the heart when you say every word.

It is mysterious and can only be understood but not expressed in words. It is a secret agreement that the forty-four recipients must abide by together.

Luo Ji quickly shut up, sighed, lay back on the bed, and stared at the slightly dark ceiling in a daze.

Suddenly, a strong feeling of being summoned came from his consciousness, and he was not allowed to resist at all. He just blinked his eyelids, and his consciousness was forcibly dragged into nothingness.

The familiar boundless darkness, time and space turned into nothingness, and the dead silence and oppression made the soul instinctively look for support-the greatness on the Iron Throne.

That is the only direction here, the only existence, and the only truth.

Luo Ji knelt in front of the Iron Throne with ease, and the other forty-three figures knelt with him.

"Listen to the call of my Lord."

Forty-four voices, but as if one.

Then, Luo Ji heard the voice of the great shadow on the Iron Throne.

"Under the gaze of [Destiny], I grant you to become my agents and gain the ability of [molding embryos].]

The voice was vast, grand, cold, and the trembling soul was buzzing.

I don't know if it was an illusion, compared to the first voice, that kind of cold and mechanical voice without any ripples and temperature, this time the voice seemed slightly different, a little more lively?

When Luo Ji opened his eyes again, he was back in bed. He subconsciously glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside, and the second hand seemed to have only moved once.

"The consciousness space is very long, but the reality is only a moment. "

Luo Ji felt amazing and awed at the same time. If there was no Iron Throne in the darkness, it would definitely be a cage of eternal life.

Luo Ji shuddered, and the next moment he felt a chill seeping from his bones to his flesh. The temperature of his entire body dropped by several degrees.

A strange enlightenment emerged in his mind, and a vertical line appeared between his eyebrows, like a third vertical eye connected to nothingness, flashing and disappearing.

"[Plastic embryo]? ! "Luo Ji was shocked.

Luo Ji lowered his head and looked at his skin, but he felt that there were ants crawling under his skin, and his bones were itchy, as if they wanted to grow out of his body.

Luo Ji stood up suddenly, turned on the light, and then followed the enlightenment in his mind, urging his bones to move like breathing.

Swish——

The index finger suddenly split open, and a piece of grim finger bone emerged hideously, and turned into a sharp hook according to his thoughts.

Luo Ji took a deep breath, pointed the finger hook at the wall and scratched it downwards, and the grayish wall was scratched with a crooked crack like tofu.

Luo Ji was stunned, and the five fingers popped out of the finger hook at the same time, digging hard at the wall.

Amid the sound that made people sour, the bricks and stones on the wall broke, and he squeezed them hard, turning them into fine slag and flowing through his fingers.

"This is the gift of my Lord, the power that really acts on oneself!!! "

Luo Ji's eyes were moist and red. He clenched his fists tightly, and his finger bones dug blood from his palms, but he didn't feel any pain. He suppressed his emotional outburst with all his might, and there was a low cry in his throat.

"Next time, I can survive when I enter the hidden door to open up the wasteland!"

"My humble life may change from now on. Thank fate, thank my Lord!"

In almost the same amount of time, the forty-four recipients quietly transformed from helpless people trapped by [Fate] into believers who were willing to prostrate themselves under the [Iron Throne].

Feng Mu generously gave them strength and did not even give them any instructions.

Because there is no need for oracles, teachings, or guidance, the power gained itself will give them the revelation of their destiny.

If the bird imprisoned in the cage gains strength, it will definitely break out of the iron cage, give wings to the ants in the dust, and fly to the sky.

Strength breeds desire, and desire ferments ambition. Life is always eager to climb upward, just like a moth flying into a flame. It is an instinct imprinted in genes.

There is no need for coercion, just sowing the seeds of strength.

Sitting high on the Iron Throne, Feng Mu felt that he did not need to give any unnecessary instructions. He only had to wait, and time would give him a fruit forest. At the worst, he could still harvest their deaths.

….

The consciousness on the Iron Throne dissipated and returned to the body in reality.

Feng Mu blinked. Before Ma Bin could retract the hands he presented, he glanced at the clock on the wall again and understood.

He rubbed his statue with his fingertips and had some doubts in his heart: "Do you know how to use this statue?"

Ma Bin replied: "Being able to control those recipients and control their life and death is the most convenient way to develop offline. Unfortunately, only the chief judge can make the destiny stone sculptures, and I heard that the materials for making them are extremely rare, so the quantity is extremely rare. And there seems to be some restrictions on how to use it, otherwise..."

Ma Bin sighed slightly and said regretfully: "The whole world has long been encompassed by [destiny]."

What Ma Bin was thinking in his mind was: "I prepared the goods according to [Black Hat]'s requirements. [Black Hat] brought the stone carvings of destiny, held a ceremony, and sealed all the goods into the stone carvings of destiny for [Mask], and then I Transfer it, so that [the mask] can be used directly after you get it... Tsk, my [upline]'s true identity in the organization is probably too high to be imagined. "

[Stone Sculpture of Destiny], [Chief Judge]? ! !

Feng Mu caught two key words, and the face under the mask was thoughtful.

"[Stone Sculpture of Destiny] is a new term, and it should be another patch added to the system, and [Chief Adjudicator]..." A face flashed in Feng Mu's mind.

That was the first character he developed when he was building a force in the game. It can be said that in the game, the Chief Adjudicator is the character he interacts with the most in the game.

In addition, there were thirteen people who were later designated as thirteen seats.

Feng Mu was in a trance for a moment: "I'm really looking forward to it. I look forward to meeting them when they come to reality one day~"

I don’t know if their characters have become worse from the game to reality. You must know that in order to conquer these characters, Feng Mu killed a lot of blood in the game.

Feng Mu shook his head. With his current [inheritance], it was far from the time to appear in front of them, so he still had to wear a [mask] for the time being.

After restraining his unrestrained thoughts, Feng Mu listened to Ma Bin again: "By the way, the recipients can sacrifice their lifespan in exchange for the owner of the destiny stone sculpture to cross the space and come to them. This is why they are called recipients." "

Although Ma Bin didn't know clearly that [Mask] still asked him these questions even though he already controlled this stone sculpture of destiny, he still answered them all truthfully.

Feng Mu understood everything in his heart. What Ma Bin said was the conventional use of destiny stone sculptures.

[Married to Death Twins] and [Agent's Gift] are obviously special. They are most likely to be used uniquely by him. The reason is simple. Who would let his face be engraved on the destiny stone.

Others just borrowed the destiny stone sculptures, but in his hands, the crops returned to their original owners.

So far,

Feng Mu understood that the destiny stone sculpture was the reward of [inheritance level 1%], and the forty-four recipients were also part of the reward. In addition, Ma Bin, as a courier, could also be regarded as part of the goods and as a person belonging to him. award.

Well, the Green Wolf Gang is now indirectly under his control, and the code name [Masked] recognized by [Destiny] is also part of the reward.

Feng Mu was curious: "I don't know how many patches the system has woven into [destiny] for my identity. I'm afraid I won't know until the day I come to [destiny]."

Feng Mu is looking forward to it but not in a hurry. His current identity on the surface is [Jane]. His top priority now is to catch the tongue of a black market businessman and find out what seasonings are added to the big black core and whether it can be eaten.

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