Chapter 184: Hell Apartment - The residents here might all have some problems

, The Genie Starting from Marvel

With the disappearance of the light, that ominous aura in the campus started to surge up again.

"Are we going to the principal's office? That's the relatively safest place at night." Shi Ming looked at the others and asked.

"Please lead the way." Frank responded.

With Audasxin there, they could indeed bump into the rules here, but it was meaningless. Under the influence of the Dark Dimension, the underlying logic of this world had been restricted to death. Strange tales could not be killed unless you could kill the rules. Simple elimination only delayed the time for the strange tale to be reborn again.

The logic here was the same as in the Dark Souls world. No matter how the Undead, Lords of Cinder, or the world struggled, there was no way to change the final outcome of sliding into the abyss. This was the truly terrifying thing about the Dark Dimension.

Inside the Xi'an Academy principal's office, after the person in the mirror was sealed, Shi Ming also regained his principal's permissions. The building that had been stepped on by Audasxin started to slowly self-repair, the restrictions acting on Anxi were lifted, and the Xi'an Academy and Rest Academy that had been confronting each other in all aspects during this period calmed down.

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Shi Ming and Anxi sat down in the principal's office, opposite them were Frank and the other two, as well as the mirror sealed by flowing magma.

The two looked at each other, and Shi Ming spoke slowly. "Everyone, we are very grateful for everything you have done this time. Therefore, as a reward, we will tell you everything we know next."

Although Shi Ming and Anxi both knew that the purpose of these people coming here wasn't to help them solve the person in the mirror, they had indeed provided help, which was a fact.

"Um... we don't know where to start asking for a moment. Why don't you tell us about the precautions for living here first?" Johnson thought for a moment and asked back.

"Then let's talk about the Outsider Strange Tale. I don't know when it started, but people who don't belong to this world will appear in our world. A part of them possesses special powers, and some are relatively ordinary. With the increase in the number of Outsiders, a strange tale gradually appeared, named the Outsider Strange Tale." Anxi said while stroking the dog. The dog had eaten something unclean during the breakthrough and now had a bit of stomach bloating.

"Let me interrupt." Audasxin, who was next to the mirror, knocked on the mirror and spoke up. "Coming here, I discovered that this world is like a sieve, and all the peripheral defense rules have failed. Simply put, you can think of this as a country with negative customs enforcement. Any 'refugee' can smuggle in as long as they can make contact. This is probably why you have so many Outsiders here."

"I don't know about this point; maybe you're right." Anxi didn't care much about the reason behind it; she couldn't change it anyway. "The Outsider Strange Tale is a strange tale with a huge range. Almost all Outsiders will be affected by it. The types of effects currently discovered include bad luck, difficulty in controlling emotions, extreme ease of falling into trouble, etc."

Frank blinked as he listened. Not long after he came over, he was directly targeted by the person in the mirror. Perhaps it was the influence of this strange tale.

"Generally speaking, when an Outsider actively makes contact with a certain strange tale, the effect of the Outsider Strange Tale disappears. Therefore, sometimes when we encounter Outsiders, we will actively tell them about some strange tales that are not too dangerous, such as the Sacrificial Strange Tale of inserting chopsticks into rice while tapping the bowl when eating, and the Severed Yang Strange Tale of turning your head quickly when you hear someone calling your name on the street at night."

Anxi said, glancing at Johnson, who was closing his eyes to rest, and Audasxin, who was studying the mirror. "Of course, with your strength, the Outsider Strange Tale might not have too much influence, but I personally suggest that you still need to be a bit careful."

"Wait, didn't we all make contact with this person in the mirror? Doesn't it count as a type of strange tale?" Frank asked.

"It should count, but it has already been sealed. This strange tale already has an ending on you." Anxi blinked and said.

Frank immediately felt bad. "According to your meaning, doesn't it mean that every Outsider will be affected by strange tales every second, if not the Outsider Strange Tale, then other strange tales?"

Anxi nodded. "That's what it means. Therefore, Outsiders are disliked by many people, because they have to court death themselves, and it's very easy to involve others."

"A world full of malice." Johnson complained.

"I think it's very reasonable. If an Outsider doesn't make a contribution, why should they be included in the collective and protected by the collective?" Audasxin retorted.

"I can even guess how this strange tale was formed. The Outsider Strange Tale is probably related to the rules of the Dark Dimension. It's just simply wanting to use Outsiders as coordinates to destroy this world. Contacting other strange tales and temporarily escaping is probably because the world consciousness intervened and shielded it, because contacting other strange tales means actually confronting the Dark Dimension, consuming the power of the Dark Dimension."

Anxi touched Shi Ming. The tacit understanding between the two was still quite sufficient; after all, they had worked together for so long before the person in the mirror appeared. "Trouble, I want to ask, what does the Dark Dimension refer to?"

Audasxin didn't know how to answer for a moment. She was also half-guessing. After all, before Frank came to her door, she hadn't even heard of the term Dark Dimension.

"Let me explain. In one sentence, it is the root cause of the problems in your world." Johnson spoke up. "The appearance of strange tales is because the power of the Dark Dimension is gradually 'digesting' your world. In this process, your world has probably been weighing the pros and cons and making trade-offs, but no matter how you do it, it's just a question of how much you lose."

Johnson's words suddenly raised the height by several levels. Shi Ming didn't speak either, but he kept these words in his heart and would find an opportunity to communicate with the official personnel.

"This matter is too complicated; let's talk about it in detail later." Frank cooperated with Johnson. Releasing this news would probably be able to hook the government personnel of this place over. "Everyone, do you know any other Outsiders? We want to meet them and evaluate this strange tale."

"Um, no. Most Outsiders who can survive the first wave of malice protect themselves very carefully. After all, in a sense, they are 'children' holding treasures and walking on the street who are cursed. Shamefully, there are even people in our world who specifically target Outsiders to profit." Shi Ming said awkwardly.

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

"Where?"

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

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

"Mephisto?" Anxi looked confused; she had never heard of this name.

Frank and Johnson looked at each other. It seemed that this Hell Apartment had little to do with the Hell Dimension.

"Please introduce this place to us." Johnson followed up and said.

"That is a terrifying large-scale building-type strange tale. 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 a task is completed, the next task will be more difficult, until the resident dies."

"However, in the intervals between tasks, the vast majority of strange tales will not look for the residents again, and the interior of the apartment is a safe zone. Therefore, that place has also become a shelter for some Outsiders. At least there, you can have a time to rest. And according to legend, after completing ten tasks, the resident can obtain transcendence."

"What is the address?" Frank asked directly.

K City downtown, Constantine leaned against the wall and sighed long.

The conversation with Mephisto not long ago appeared in his mind.

"The Strange Tale World has boarded the game stage. I heard there is some Hell Apartment there. This seriously infringes on the reputation rights and trademark rights of our Hell Dimension. I have decided to send you there to talk to the landlord." Mephisto looked angry, as if the use of the word 'Hell' had caused such a huge impact.

"I..." Constantine wanted to struggle a bit more.

"Your business trip subsidy and salary have been issued, and the agreed rest time has also been made up to you through shift adjustment. Now is working time." Mephisto emphasized.

Constantine, who had been idle in the Marvel world for a period of time, sighed long. During this period, nothing happened; it was simply a case of "not missing home while being happy here." Unfortunately, the good days ended a bit too quickly.

The memory ended. Constantine glanced at the bustling street and took a cigarette out of his pocket. "What trademark? Isn't it just seeing that there's probably going to be a plot here, and throwing me over to mooch points."

Click, the lighter was pressed, and just as the flame popped out, a strange wind blew, and the flame went out.

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

Splash, a basin of water fell from the sky, soaking Constantine thoroughly, and the cigarette was completely gone.

"Sorry, sorry."

Constantine looked up and saw the person upstairs constantly apologizing. If it were an ordinary person, they would think it was just bad luck, at most having a verbal confrontation with the low-quality guy upstairs. But Constantine sensitively discovered that this didn't seem to be a coincidence.

Throwing the cigarette in his mouth to the side, Constantine came to a vending machine, pressed the button, and put the money in. This was the funding given by Mephisto; Mephisto had ways to get money from anywhere.

The Coca-Cola slowly pushed out from the shelf, falling vertically. Just as it was about to enter the product exit, it was stuck above the exit by a slightly crooked Pepsi.

Constantine looked left and right, and seeing no one, he kicked it. Click, the Coca-Cola fell into the exit.

But when Constantine picked it up, he discovered that this Coca-Cola seemed to have had a bit of a situation when it fell, and there was a tiny crack on the pull ring.

Trying to pull it, sure enough, the pull ring broke directly, and it broke quite smoothly.

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

Constantine thought, patted the refund button, the vending machine beeped, the screen pressed down, it was broken, and the money was naturally swallowed.

Phew~

Constantine felt wind above his head, took a step to the side, and with a "clatter," a flower pot smashed where he had originally been.

Looking up, he only saw a black cat running away along the windowsill.

This targeting... is a bit ruthless.

Constantine gripped the Hell Statue in his pocket. "Hey hey, boss, the world suppression force here is a bit ruthless. This can't be done."

Mephisto: "As long as you enter that apartment, you won't have such problems."

Constantine: "May I ask, after I go in, do I still have a chance to go back?"

Mephisto: "Rest assured, your residual value is still there. No, I mean, unless Dormammu descends, I can always pull you back."

"Fine."

Determining that Mephisto wouldn't easily let him go back, Constantine sighed. "Hell Apartment, where are you?"

Just as the words left 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 urge to take action to break the influence on his body, Constantine followed the shadow and walked toward the depths of the alley.

A perfectly good dead-end alley, after the shadow had a problem, inexplicably added a road.

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 you are the Hell Apartment. Tell me, why bother taking such a name? It's so bad."

After Constantine stopped, the shadow waited for him in front.

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

Following the shadow, Constantine went up to the sixth floor all the way and came to the front of Room 606. Only then did the shadow return to his feet. When it returned, it also brought a key and put it into his pants.

Calmly stuffing the key into the keychain, he turned it, and the door opened directly.

The room wasn't bad. Everything that should be there was there: bedroom, study, bathroom, kitchen, not one missing. It was estimated that without counting the shared area, this area was at least 150 square meters.

After strolling around roughly, Constantine went out, intending to see who his neighbors were and who the landlord was.

However, Constantine estimated that in this kind of place, it was unlikely there was a physical landlord. Otherwise, brother, I have someone above, and it's a Hell Dimension monarch. Let's discuss something. Sell the house. I'll leave you a position below, guaranteed to have a lot of money, little work, and close to home. Or what kind of reincarnation do you want in the next life? Everything is negotiable.

Just as he went out, before he reached the elevator, he saw a man walk out of a room, looking at Constantine in surprise. "Another one? So many newcomers this time?"

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

"You're the third person to come in these two days. Let me introduce myself, Liu Jianming. I live in 601. I used to be a policeman." Liu Jianming said with a chuckle.

"Constantine, unemployed vagrant, here for tourism." Constantine replied casually. He felt that this person in front of him was very fake. The smile was fake, and the feigned friendliness was even faker.

"Oh oh, foreign friend, let's go 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 very enthusiastically. ===== CHAPTER 185 =====