Chapter 27: Perfect Material

Time rewound fifteen minutes.

In Chu Che's apartment, the lights were bright.

He sat on the sofa, and in the void before him, only he could see the Weird Editor glowing with a sinister scarlet light.

【Achievement: 2100】

Ghost Wall's performance efficiency was not bad.

The participants of those past bloody forced-demolition incidents were lining up one by one, walking onto the rooftop to add bricks and tiles to his God's Ladder.

Just as he was about to close the interface and go take a shower.

Chu Che sensed something and turned his head to look out the window.

A horrifyingly thick black light pillar suddenly shot up from the riverside on the east side of the city map!

The intensity of that resentment was almost enough to break through the screen and materialize as a curse that struck the face!

Chu Che adjusted the gold-thread glasses on his nose, his eyes narrowing slightly behind the lenses.

This was not an ordinary grudge.

This was the extreme of pain and unwillingness, boundless fear and surging hatred, born at the moment of death after perfect catalysis.

Supreme!

And quite fresh!

It was simply perfect material.

A gleeful smile curled at the corner of Chu Che's mouth.

He stood up, eager to go out.

But immediately, he stopped his steps.

After the See Evil Case, although he had a perfect alibi, he still could not fully let down his guard.

Chu Che's gaze fell upon the apartment's pristine white wall.

After syncing with the Ghost Wall ability, he hadn't yet had a chance to properly experience it.

The core of the Ghost Wall's Murder Rule was not simply creating illusions, but... distorting space.

For example, creating an independent otherworldly space outside reality, dragging the target into it, then deploying it at a designated location.

And it itself could move through solids, reaching any building or wall—this was its mode of movement.

Then...

Chu Che walked to the wall and lightly placed his palm against its cold surface.

There was no expected hard feeling.

His hand actually sank into the wall like pressing into a pool of spring water, encountering no resistance as it slowly disappeared into the wall!

A hitherto unknown wonderful sensation came.

Cold, viscous, and accompanied by an absolute sense of control.

He did not hesitate and stepped forward with his whole body.

The world changed its appearance in an instant.

He found himself in a dim world composed of reinforced steel, concrete, pipes, and wiring.

He could 'see' the upstairs residents' water pipes trickling, and could 'hear' the noise from the neighbors' televisions.

He was like a ghost, a deity walking the world's crevices, looking down upon those mortals bound by physical laws.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly upward.

This... is the embryonic form of divine authority!

With a thought, Chu Che moved silently through the building structure, perfectly avoiding all surveillance probes on the corridor.

The next second.

Behind the underground parking garage's load-bearing pillar, his figure emerged like a reflection in water, silently stepping out.

His body was unstained by dust.

Jiang Hai City's eastern suburbs, along the riverside road.

Chu Che arrived here silently.

A chilling, bone-piercing cold mixed with the fishy smell of river water assailed him.

Here, the resentment had grown so thick it was visible to the naked eye, black mist swirling above the river surface, refusing to dissipate.

Truly a supreme grudge.

Simply... perfect material.

He opened the editor, and the source of the resentment was precisely located not far ahead at the riverbed.

Chu Che walked into the reeds by the river, where the ground was soft and wet mud.

He did not go into the water.

Instead, he activated the Ghost Wall ability again.

The ground beneath his feet began to wriggle weirdly.

Like a living creature.

The next moment, he vanished from the spot.

Soon after, he reappeared.

But this time, as the soil churned, a huge black travel bag soaked in water and coated in mud burst out of the ground, appearing beneath his feet.

Chu Che took out a pair of medical latex gloves from his pocket and put them on calmly.

Professional and rigorous.

He crouched and grabbed the travel bag's zipper.

"Zrip—"

The sound of the zipper being pulled open sounded especially harsh in this dead‑silent riverside.

The bag was opened.

A girl's corpse, soaked pale and swollen by the river water, was curled up inside.

Her white T‑shirt and jeans clung tightly to her body, outlining the delicate silhouette unique to a teenage girl.

That face, which should have been fresh and lively, was now filled with pain and terror, eyes wide open, dead without peace.

Chu Che's gaze paused for a moment when he saw that face clearly.

It was actually her.

He clearly remembered that, a few days ago at the hospital entrance, the girl with a ponytail and big, bright eyes.

She stood together with the boy named Lin Fan, one worried, one putting on a brave front, the air filled with that youthful, fresh‑and‑pure feeling unique to adolescence.

Chu Che pushed his glasses up.

On the lenses, the dim glow of the riverside streetlights was reflected.

Now he no longer felt any sympathy or regret.

Quite the opposite.

A morbid, artist's appreciation rose from within him.

What a perfect tragedy.

A pure, flawless girl was ruthlessly murdered by the ugliest, filthiest malice.

Only such an extreme contrast could give birth to the most intense, purest fire of revenge.

Only then could it become...... the strongest fuel.

He bent down, moved close to that icy corpse, and spoke in a voice almost like a lover's whisper, softly saying:

"Don't be afraid."

"I will make you 'live' again."

"Then, personally carry out your revenge."

Having said that, he stood up and opened the Weird Editor.

Captured!

A pitch‑black grudge spirit, like ink, was forcibly torn from Ling Xinyu's corpse, screaming shrilly.

Chu Che looked at the 2100 points of 'karma' shown on his balance, his eyes flashing with fervor.

He wanted to create something that could truly shake this city, making everyone tremble...... a work of art!

【Create Weird】

【Weird Name: Suffocating Ghost Girl】

【Consciousness Fuel: Soul of the Drowned】

【Karma Input: 2100】

He extended his slender fingers and rapidly tapped away in the Murder Rule settings field.

That would be a set...... the strongest, and also most terrifying, murder rule he had ever created!

When he struck the final character, the entire editor blazed with light!

Ling Xinyu's violent grudge spirit let out an ear‑splitting wail, being forcibly kneaded and forged into a completely new, terrifying form shrouded in endless mist and darkness!

At the same time.

A force far colder and more massive than any before surged back from the editor, instantly flooding Chu Che's limbs and bones!

He could even feel that his own blood now carried a chill belonging to deep water.

Creation complete.

Chu Che satisfiedly closed the editor and zipped up his travel bag again.

He activated his ability; the bag that held the evidence and tragedy slowly sank into the earth and vanished.

He smoothed away every trace on the ground, leaving not a hint of a flaw.

Afterward, he leisurely departed.