Chapter 5: Since There Is No Hatred in the Heart, Then Create Hatred!

Su Ming instantly thought of the item in the outer pocket of his backpack and reached his hand inside.

He pulled out that single portrait of Xia Weiwei.

In the photo, she wore a white dress and smiled brilliantly in the sea breeze.

Once.

He had kept that photo by his bedside.

Seeing it at first glance each morning made him feel in a good mood.

Now, there is only indifference.

He can't even speak of hatred.

Because it's not worth it.

But…

The tragic heroine's requirements are written very clearly.

Besides authenticity, she also requires extreme hatred and intense resentment.

Simply placing this photo up probably won't convey anything.

It might even invite punishment if the offering lacks flavor.

"To others, a sacrifice depends on luck and wealth!"

"But for me, it's deduction!"

"To win big with a small stake, there's no room for any luck!"

"Since there is no hatred in the heart…"

Su Ming murmured softly.

"Then… create hatred!"

Thinking that, his gaze hardened, and he reached back into his backpack to pull out the self‑defense fruit knife!

The blade sprang out, flashing a cold glint in the peripheral light.

He slammed the photo hard against the dirty, greasy wall.

Screech—!

The knife marks criss‑crossed!

In an instant, that delicate face was pierced into a thousand holes, shattered and unrecognizable!

Huh—

Looking at the ruined photo, Su Ming exhaled a sigh of relief.

He was a bit tired.

But this… still seemed insufficient.

He couldn't express hatred and resentment to the fullest.

Thinking this, Su Ming slowly closed his eyes.

He forced himself to recall—

"Fever? But I promised my best friend to go shopping today! Drink more water!"

"I sold your game account; men who play are lost! I kept the few thousand yuan to buy you treats later!"

"I don't care about that limited‑edition bag, I want it! At worst I'll eat instant noodles with you for a few months, you can borrow from a coworker, you'll definitely afford it!"

"You should grow up; I don't want to waste my youth any more! We're not from the same world!"

Heh—

Su Ming suddenly laughed.

He fished out the cheap, temperamental lighter from his backpack.

Click—!

Clack—!

Expressionless, he pressed it several times in a row.

A small cluster of amber flames finally licked the charred edges of the photo.

A pungent stench spread out.

"Huh!"

Seeing it was nearly done, Su Ming blew out the flame.

Now it has that scent!

Now only the final step remains.

"Pah!"

A spit landed precisely in the center of the photo.

In an instant, Su Ming's thoughts became clear.

This is his final tribute to that relationship.

"Not bad, not bad!"

Su Ming gently placed the freshly prepared offering onto the altar.

He stepped back, waiting.

He had a premonition.

This time's return should not disappoint him!

Buzz—!

A bizarre violet pillar of light surged up from the altar!

The light was incredibly solid, bathing the entire narrow alley as if it were a divine realm.

Su Ming's heart pounded wildly.

This disturbance, compared to the just now retracted red light, is somewhat less but even more eerie!

"Phew..."

Su Ming lowered his voice.

"Good thing the surveillance is down now, and this place is also well hidden!"

Holding the jade brings its own sin.

The red light was too conspicuous, making him a target in the undercurrents.

Now a purple one has appeared...

Recalling the information he had seen online earlier.

White and green lights filled the sky and earth.

Blue light would make the hot searches, being called "divine light"!

So what level is this purple light?

Why is there no news about it online at all?

It's simple——

Those who emitted purple light all chose silence!

Nobody's a fool!

In this early chaos, if you lack the corresponding strength, whoever jumps highest dies fastest!

The light faded away.

On the altar lay five ancient tickets, their edges scorched and stained with dark red blood.

Su Ming strode forward and snatched them up in his hand.

【Eye of Truth】instantly analyzed.

【Name】: Admission Ticket for the Fourth Act (series item)

【Quality】: Epic

【Function】: Single-use consumable! When used on a target, it forcibly evokes their deepest fear or most painful memory, causing their spirit to collapse into a 3-second stupor!

Su Ming's pupils contracted sharply!

Epic-tier!

Although far inferior to Mythic, it's still one in ten thousand!

"A three-second hard control, huh..."

These are five life-saving talismans, and also weapons for killing and looting!

A three-second stupor in battle can decide life and death!

Su Ming slipped the five cold tickets into his innermost pocket, finally feeling a bit of confidence.

"Just now the True Vision Eye said this is a series item..."

Fourth Act?

What about the first three acts?

If we collect them all, what else will happen?

In the dark, he felt he had touched upon an extraordinarily remarkable clue.

"No time for wild thoughts..."

"There's only one last chance left; it must be used on the blade!"

He lifted his head and gazed into the distance.

The outline of the abandoned industrial area appeared faintly in the Night Color Bar.

Until zero hour, there's only half an hour left!

Charge!

Abandoned Industrial Area

Su Ming weaved through the steel ruins, the Eye of Truth scanning every corner.

【Altar Number】: 7551

【Connected Beacon】: Bewildered Crossroads

【Karmic Overview】: A lost traveler's soul, yearning for clear directional guidance.

"Ah!"

Su Ming simply shook his head and turned to leave.

The number is still relatively early.

But this request is too vague.

The definition of 'Direction' is too broad; he can't make sense of it.

Nothing in his pack matches, and the reward is full of uncertainty.

He walked forward another stretch.

【Altar Number】:

【Connected Beacon】: Silent Library

【Karmic Overview】: An elderly librarian, longing to hear a heartfelt compliment.

Su Ming's steps paused, his heart feeling some hesitation.

Time is running short.

This number ends with 888; it sounds quite auspicious.

"How about we gamble?"

He instinctively thought of the philosophy book in his backpack.

Since he's a librarian, giving him a book should yield decent benefits.

But soon, Su Ming shifted his steps again.

"We must maximize profit!"

"While there's still some time, take another look; if it doesn't work, reverse back!"

After all, compared to books, the librarian craves praise more!

He refuses to compromise!

Only five minutes remain until the new day.

At the same time, a gigantic workshop with a dome riddled with a huge hole made Su Ming's steps come to an abrupt halt.

An altar composed of countless tiny fans was turning silently.

It looked rather eerie.

【Altar Number】:

At first glance, Su Ming felt unconvinced.

This number is way too far back.

But immediately after, his pupils contracted.

Something's off!

This is...

Binary code!

【Connection Sign】: Logical Singularity

【Karma Overview】: A super AI on the verge of developing self‑awareness has exhausted all logical and data‑driven deductions, yet still cannot grasp a paradox: why do intelligent beings contemplate questions that have no answers, cannot be verified, and are meaningless to survival? It longs for a sample of this 'ineffective wisdom.'

It's it!

A sharp light flashed in Su Ming's eyes as he reached into his backpack and pulled out the philosophy book titled 'Existence and Nothingness.'

Perfect match!

No time to hesitate!

Su Ming gritted his teeth, hurried forward, and solemnly placed the book on the altar!

"Open it for me!"