Chapter 400: Welcome to the Reincarnated

If you were in a terrifyingly eerie room with a non-human monstrosity hanging from the ceiling, how would an ordinary person react?

The black-haired youth's smile grew even more pronounced—he had been stalling from the start, waiting for midnight to strike; everything he said to Su Lin was true, but the only flaw lay in.

Among the three chosen as offerings was also the livestreamer before him; once the dorm supervisor returned, he would join as a member of their dorm.

In fact, long ago, when he was still human, he had seen this protagonist's name online—clearly, this person was not the true "Gu Yue Fang Yuan," merely an unlucky wretch.

"Stand up and welcome your new roommate."

As the dorm supervisor on the ceiling spoke, those countless pitch-black eyes without sclera all fixed upon the lone "living person" in the corridor.

Perhaps his mind had gradually twisted—he remembered he hadn't been this way before, but now that he had become a wraith, he couldn't wait to savor the sight of the other's terror.

Without warning, the dorm supervisor on the ceiling instantly teleported behind "Gu Yue Fang Yuan" and whispered against his ear:

"You sleep. The bottom bunk. Share it with me."

The poor bastard couldn't even move.

The scalpless skull split in half, teeth growing from the bloody flesh on either side, and within this deformed body was yet another pale face!

The split mouth lunged toward the victim's head—this man smelled delicious, his flesh far more fragrant than any roommate's; the pale skull grinned grotesquely as it watched the man slowly turn his head, discovering the horror—his trembling eyes filled with shock.

A wisp of ash drifted past his vision, and suddenly the surroundings blazed bright.

Strange—the dorm lights had been broken for ages, so why were they so bright now?

He scanned his surroundings and suddenly realized he seemed to be floating within an endless expanse of pure white, his head suspended in midair, below him a pile of ash—where had his body, obtained from that place, gone?

The moment this thought arose, all the pure white collapsed like a spiraling curtain, condensing into a spear of light that shot violently from Su Lin's hand.

There was no violent explosion, no sound—the dorm sealed by mysterious forces, along with the chaotic time and space outside, were instantly pierced through, for—

Within this ordinary Saint-class spell, the Spear of Light Judgment, Su Lin had infused countless different laws.

Time froze instantly. Once the entire repetitive mechanical motion of throwing ended, and the Spear of Light filled his vision, obscuring those things, Su Lin, having regained his composure, seized liquefied light elements and furiously washed his hair.

"Shit!!!"

"Gross!!!"

That unknown liquid dripping onto his head was way too disgusting! Are you trying to gross me out because you're still half-drunk?!

Just recalling that image made Su Lin break out in goosebumps.

In the eternal stasis of time, Su Lin took a bath, changed into a long robe, brewed a cup of tea, and waited until his immortal energy fully dissipated—the so-called sobering-up—then he inventoried his item slot and calmly analyzed his current situation.

"So it's not directly going to hell for a party? You should've described the purpose more clearly!"

He covered his face with both hands and took a deep breath, then slowly stood up.

"Next time, I should gag that guy or just quit drinking entirely."

"Hmm, I wonder if the Ashen Master can resurrect someone reduced to ashes?"

Su Lin tidied up and prepared to find the other three ghosts—one was Han Li, but who were the other two unlucky wretches?

"I'll ask in the group chat. In such a dangerous place, I hope there aren't no new arrivals."

Thinking of this, Su Lin seized the black-haired youth's soul and extracted the memories within—the man was a livestreamer who had failed a previous mission and remained here.

"Demon Livestream Room? At least it's not some Master Space."

"Personal livestreams can be turned off, but public livestreams cannot—specifically, through the mark on the palm. So someone is watching me now, and it seems I've already made quite a commotion."

He sensed it—this method of surveillance was peculiar; he detected traces but could not pinpoint the exact source.

Glancing at his slightly increased system points, Su Lin smiled without hesitation—he lifted the eternal stasis, allowing time to resume its linear flow once more.

Hundreds of light spears rained down like a sudden storm, instantly turning the entire floor of Dorm 404 into a honeycomb, then piercing through walls and automatically converging toward the lecture hall, where the pale skull had been pinned.

Light was concentrated into a single point, silently piercing heaven and earth.

Clad in a white robe, Su Lin stepped forth from the light, hovering in midair as he gazed down at the wraiths, warped by peculiar laws to resemble humans, and declared loudly:

"Thirty million years to eternal life—where lies the path home?"

"At last I reach a land resembling my homeland, yet the people are gone, and all things changed."

"This world is chaos, without escape—demons descend, trapping souls."

"Today, I join hands with outsiders from beyond heaven, to ferry all beings across the heavens and save mankind."

The blue star of this world had erupted into chaos—the subscription counts of Su Lin's livestream were exploding.

Countless viewers flooded into the livestream, comments scrolling furiously.

Initially, they had only come to see the spectacle—four drunk livestreamers, something novel.

But after delivering the offering, something felt off—Li Feiyu, surrounded and controlled by six psychics, remained unharmed and subdued all other livestreamers, using hypnosis techniques.

Then came the other three.

"Why is he still eating?!"

"Why is this cafeteria wraith just watching? This damn cozy atmosphere—I'm reminded of my lost youth."

"How many bowls has he had? Doesn't a normal person get sent to the kitchen after one?"

In contrast, Shi Hao's livestream had only a few scattered comments—so quiet that those who had previously gloated, hoping to see Shi Hao's skull smashed by the ruler, now felt a chill run down their spines.

"Am I dreaming…?"

"The playground vanished."

"The examiner and those examinees—they're cowering."

"Wouldn't you cower too?"

"But those are wraiths immune to physical harm!"

"Upstairs, why not go ask the examiner why he's afraid? That's the real horror!"

At first, many timid viewers left Su Lin's livestream—after all, anyone staying in Dorm 404 met a terrible end.

But after stepping out for a while, they found the livestream still active; when they returned, Su Lin had donned a white robe and was flying in the sky.

They checked the previous comment history—it was all…

"Why did it go blank at the critical moment?"

"Fuck, when did he change clothes? Why is the dorm chief just a head?!!"

"I must've eaten undercooked mushrooms this morning—I'm going to the hospital."

"Holy shit, he's reciting poetry! Shut his mouth!!!"

"I'm over fifty—why the hell is a character I saw over twenty years ago showing up?!"

"If demon livestream rooms exist, does that mean those people are real too?"

"What does this poem mean? Is it supposed to help us solve the demon livestream? Am I not dreaming?"

"We're done. I'd rather the demon livestream exist than have Fang Yuan in reality—right now, the survival rate for the top ten missions is sixty percent."

"A sea of people, seated together in elegance."

Su Lin: "It seems to be like this—anyone else dragged in? By the way, you guys aren't still drunk, are you?"

Su Lin: "Where are the other three streamers? If you've already been eaten, at least let me bring your soul back to revive you."

Li Huowang: "Big Brother Su Lin, I'm eating noodles in the cafeteria—the cafeteria auntie is so kind, her noodles are delicious, but unfortunately there's no meat."

Good, eat more. Everyone here is good, they speak nicely, and the food is delicious.

Han Li: "I'm hiding with this group of self-proclaimed streamers on the rooftop corridor of the girls' dorm—it seems the safest place."

Han Li: "My immortal energy hasn't fully dissipated yet, Su Lin. There's an unverified rumor: one examinee vanished in the underground storage room of the experimental building—it's collapsed into a massive cavern."

Han Li: "According to their information, that place seems to be the origin of the anomalies. A Level 49 streamer once received an exploration mission there and encountered immense horror."

Su Lin: "I understand. But Liu Li Ge, I have a question."

Su Lin: "Why did you wake up and let those people take me to Room 404? You could've at least tried to save me! Who's the other person here? Where is he?"

Han Li: "Shi Hao—he's sleeping in the second-to-last window seat of Exam Room Ten in the teaching building."

As for why I didn't stop them, it was simply unnecessary—especially after I tested the strength of the anomaly.

Su Lin: "It's fine now."

Don't worry—among the three newcomers, only Shi Hao is the exception. He's probably the strongest here right now.

It looks like he drank too much Zui Xian Niang and didn't use any secret techniques, so his body and spirit are digesting it too slowly.

Su Lin compared his system points with the previous deficit, his eyelid twitched, and said:

"Let's gather first and see what's down there. Oh, and remember to call me by the name on my student ID."

Li Huowang picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth, then spoke to the empty air beside him: "I understand. Thank you, Master Zhuge."

A plastic long table before him was piled with over a dozen black bowls.

Li Na's delicate face forced a smile. "Who were you just talking to?" Behind her, the cafeteria auntie mechanically placed a bowl of noodles down. She hesitated, then finally said:

"Maybe you shouldn't eat it—I'm afraid you'll get too full. Let's eat another day."

The cafeteria auntie pointed at the noodles and said: "Try it."

"You can't see him. I just asked Master Zhuge to look into something—he's greeting you right now." Li Huowang glanced at the bowl now topped with meat scraps and sighed.

The cafeteria auntie's cooking is incredible—no two bowls of noodles are the same.

"Really?" Li Na's eyes widened with fear. She stiffly waved at the empty air Li Huowang pointed to: "Hello."

This student had eaten over a dozen bowls of noodles with no abnormality—and now he's talking to empty air. She'd never seen anything like this. His genuine expression made it feel eerie.

There was an indescribable feeling.

"I'm full." Li Huowang stood, ignoring the bowl of noodles placed before him, walked to Li Na, and pulled out an object: "You dropped your student ID. Master Zhuge picked it up for you."

It was a student ID stained with blood, bearing Li Na's one-inch photo and name.

Li Na froze. "Where did you find it?"

"Master Zhuge found it—in the freezer." Li Huowang smiled at Li Na. "I have to go."

"Eat the noodles." The cafeteria auntie blocked Li Huowang's path, smiling. "Li Na prepared this for you."

Simultaneously, the diners who had been doing their own things in the cafeteria all stood up, speaking in unison: "Eat the noodles."

"I didn't." Li Na shook her head, staring at the bowl of noodles with meat scraps, her eyes glazed. "That meat is—"

"Eat your fucking mother's giant ghost, idiot." Li Huowang drew the Zi Sui Sword from his storage bag, slashed the blocking cafeteria auntie in half, then blasted her into ash with a Fireball Technique.

He pointed his sword at the standing crowd. "Sit down. Keep eating!"

The crowd sat down in perfect unison. The clatter of chopsticks and plates echoed continuously—even though most plates were empty.

"I have a girlfriend who looks just like you. She's an excellent student. I used to dream of leaving the mental hospital and eating with her on campus."

Li Huowang pointed at the ID in Li Na's hand. "You can leave too."

"I—" Li Na looked around, then at the bowl of meat noodles, and whispered sadly: "I can't leave."

The space shattered abruptly. Outside this isolated anomaly domain, three figures stood silently in bright light, waiting.

Li Huowang sheathed his long sword, fell silent for two seconds, nodded, and walked out of the cafeteria without looking back: "Wait a little longer—this place won't last much longer."

Hearing this, Li Na's eyes widened slightly, a light—whether reflected or from within—flared in them.

Shi Hao rubbed his eyes, still drowsy, then lazily yawned.

Han Li held a talisman—a spare Cross-World talisman he'd secretly kept.

Su Lin stood in the center, watching Li Huowang approach. He turned and slashed open a rift in the air—a pitch-black void, like a devouring abyss.

At this moment, in the chat group.

To avoid breaking character, Su Lin posted in the group: "Liu Li Ge, walk ahead."

Han Li: "."

Tick. Tick.

Han Li carefully shielded the six controlled streamers in front of him, while Su Lin, Li Huowang, and Shi Hao walked behind.

In this endless dark cavern, droplets occasionally fell from stalactites to the ground.

Some religious symbols had been twisted and carved into the cave's ceiling and floor, and now, behind the rear of the group, dark shadows rustled and stirred.

Su Lin: "It was probably in the basement storage room of the science building—a test-taker tried a spell from an ancient text that promised passing every exam, but ended up summoning a terrifying story."

Su Lin: "Honestly, in any city before the Year of the Divine King, this alone could've filled ten chapters. No, twenty."

Su Lin: "Guys, don't you ever watch anything else? Li Huowang, never mind—you should just focus on your studies. Good luck on the Gaokao."

Li Huowang: "I want to go to high school, but after graduation, I want to play esports."

Su Lin: "I suggest you get Xiao Yan and Ge Xiaolun to form an all-Chinese team."

Han Li: "Something unholy is following us from behind."

Shi Hao stopped, turned, and glared back. Then he typed in the group chat: "Gone now."

As he spoke, a pale white hand emerged from beneath Su Lin's foot. Su Lin stepped on it directly and kept walking.

The twisted arm-like root-networks in the soil below instantly turned to ash.

Su Lin: "This place is kinda creepy."

Li Huowang: "Yeah."

Han Li: "There's a bronze door up ahead, with a strange lock on it."

Li Huowang: "It's all rusted—it's just a normal lock. Just pry it open."

Under the streamer's manipulation, the lock clattered to the ground.

The group passed through the bronze door and reached the edge of an ancient altar. The darkness was gone; instead, five cold white flames burned in a circle. Listen closely, and you could hear the wails and cries of souls.

In the center of the altar, a reversed pentagram with a ram's head was carved, its grooves flowing with dark red liquid. At its very center sat a black box, adorned with an inverted cross.

"It reminds me of the Nine Nether Hounds I've seen before—less potent in deathly aura, but feels deeply corrupt." Shi Hao said.

Su Lin's physical body in the Historical Gap glanced at the inverted cross, stroked his chin, and directly ordered his historical projection forward to open the box. Inside was a withered palm—part animal claw, part human hand.

Hidden Main Quest: Discovered Incomplete Summoning Altar of the Abyssal Demon (Count Guna)

Background: A foolish human used an incomplete ritual to open a fissure to the Surface Abyss, but his humble, weak soul could not sustain the fissure's existence.

Optional Quest: Destroy the altar to prevent the Count and his hand from descending. Seal or destroy the demon viscount's palm (Can you guess where that foolish human went?)

"Nature, the cycle of life, sex, hunting, and wilderness—this ritual is missing the cycle of life." Su Lin ignored the hairless humanoid figure above the altar, its eyes glowing red, and completed the missing piece of the life cycle.

The hairless humanoid froze, then dissolved into blood that dripped into the altar with a strange smile.

As the black door, painted with countless different beasts, materialized and slowly opened, the five cold white flames emitted an ultimate scream, and a crimson vortex spiraled.

A twisted demon, its flesh and skin woven from darkness, appeared before them. The moment it manifested, strange crimson symbols appeared on each person's forehead.

"! #￥" (Blessing) It said to Su Lin.

Su Lin nodded, pried off the inverted cross from the box, turned it upright, and shut down his personal livestream, smiling:

"Repeat after me: Amen."

Count Guna froze, then his perception of Su Lin changed.

On this day, Count Guna's true body screamed in agony upon the Demon Throne, as his territory on the Surface Abyss transformed into a lake of holy light, and his true name etched upon the throne—

vanished.

At the same time, above Blue Star's Xia Nation, infinite radiant holy light erupted from the void, purifying every corner of the planet.

The historical artifacts bound within hidden dimensions were all freed from their chains and restored to their original forms in the pure light.

Abandoned villages, ruined schools, barren pastures, dust-choked office buildings, ancient tombs buried deep underground—all fell silent.

People stared at the 404 livestream page on their phones, unsure what had happened.

Newbie Quest Completed

Evaluation:

Please wait

No. 1 Demon Livestream Platform has been deregistered.

Evaluation:

"Should we just use a Cross-World Rune to go back?" Han Li suggested.

"Then what's the point of coming?" Shi Hao said. "Wasn't there a reward? Wait."

Newbie Quest Completion Level: Highest Rating!

Your location tier is being reclassified. Zones: Apocalypse Carnival (Verifying), Hell Survival (Verifying), Reincarnation Space (Verifying)

Due to your outstanding performance in the Newbie Quest, your party zone has been redefined. Current Location: Reincarnation Space

Welcome, Reincarnator.

Su Lin blinked: "What the hell?!"

This chapter would've dragged too much if I'd ended it here, so I finished it all at once. Sorry. Good night.

(End of Chapter)