When I was tired from running, I went back to my room and went to sleep. Larel was placed downstairs by me. I lived on the 13th floor of the district building in the West District, and Nie Zun lived next door to me.
People here, after staying for a long time, often forget that they are just a virtual soul, but live like a normal person. The overall size here is only as big as a small city, and it is divided into four regions, the East District, the West District, the South District and the North District.
Zhengbei is the North District, where the blond man is located, and the North District has the district center, which is the lobby where I just came here. The blond man lived there, and as the leader of No. 13 in the Forbidden Split Zone, he was in charge of all the big and small things here.
And each district has only one residential building, 30 stories high, each room is the same size, enough for one person to live, and the length of the building extends infinitely until it covers the area. Everyone here, except for the blond man, lived in the same room regardless of their status.
And life is even simpler.
Each district has its own jurisdiction system. In addition to a continuous and endless residential building, each district also has a school and a grocery building.
Each district has only these three buildings.
Because living here is mostly boring, so you can freely choose to go to school to study, or go to school to teach. Some people have learned a lot of knowledge here all year round, looking forward to meeting Kanzaki one day, and then returning to the real world, the knowledge learned at that time will be useful, and the time will not be wasted.
In fact, I think their worries are unnecessary, because the time conversion here is different from the real world, and I don’t know how to convert it specifically, but I have never seen anyone who comes here who is old and dead, so I think, here The time in the real world must be much lower than the time conversion in the real world, so we can hardly wait for the physical death in the real world.
Here, it is almost eternity.
Those who stay here can not only go to study, but also go to the grocery store to buy and sell things. In fact, buying and selling are free, because there is no currency in circulation here. What you need, in fact, as long as someone looks pleasing to you, you can just ask him directly. Or do him a favor in exchange for something you want.
And the supply of goods in the grocery store is provided by the blond man. When a person wants to go to the grocery building to get a piece of domain management, he can report to the district owner of his area, that is, the four of us, and then we will apply to the leader in a unified way. If the blonde man agrees, he will give He ships.
Because although we are spiritual ideologies, we cannot create things out of thin air to use.
Most people who go into business simply love an item, or are simply bored.
Here, each district has its own system, you can't kill people casually, and you won't die yourself, so loneliness has become the biggest enemy here.
Imagine that when you really have unlimited time to do one thing, maybe you don't know what you should do. Everything is the same, when such things become forever inexhaustible, the value does not exist. The same goes for time.
But when I woke up the next day, the panicked footsteps and screams of everyone on the floor broke the peace of the West End.
I quickly turned over, picked up the bow and arrow, and opened the door.
When I opened the door, I saw Nie Zun next door who seemed to have just opened the door and came out. His black hair was a little messy, and a pair of extremely bewitching black eyes were sweeping around.
Following his gaze, I saw many people running downstairs in the corridor.
Seeing me appear, several people came up to me tremblingly at the same time and said: "District Master, 12th floor, 12th floor, something happened!"
Seeing that none of them could utter a complete sentence, I waved my hand irritably, picked up my bow and arrow and ran downstairs, Nie Zun followed closely behind.
When we reached the 12th floor, the corridor entrance was already blocked.
Most of the people living in the West End are still in the form of normal people, and I tried to squeeze in. Seeing me coming, many people started to move out of the way.
When I pushed away the crowd and finally squeezed to the front of the room where they were watching, I was completely stunned.
The bone-eating chill soared from the soles of the feet to the head.
The room door is open. The furnishings in the house are the same as in every room here.
The difference is that there is a slender steel needle standing upright in the middle of the room.
The steel needles are long and extend from the floor to the ceiling.
A female corpse was pierced on the steel needle.
It's Larel.
The still young Larael's small body was pierced by steel needles from the position below the female body until it pierced out from the top of her head and pierced into the ceiling.
Larel was covered in blood, and there was blood all over the house.
Because Larael's head was also pierced by the needle, it looked completely unrecognizable, and on her bare neck that was still faintly visible, the crack of a butterfly pattern that used to emit a faint light has lost its light at this moment, because Holding a split key.
In other words, someone abused her to this point, and at the same time, stabbed her to death with a split key, so she would die in such a tragic form.
And the blood stains all over the room were probably the unrecognizable fragments of the murderer's corpse that exploded afterwards.
Under my jurisdiction, no one has died so miserable and bloody for a long time.
My eyes couldn't move, I just stared at the tragedy in front of me, Larael's golden hair was no longer bright and soft. Mixed with blood and stains, it was sticky and sticky on her wide-eyed dead head.
I felt a surge of anger I had never felt before.
This is the West District, which has always opposed killing, who would do such a heinous thing out of nowhere? Or was he instructed
Although cruelty is actually the only fun in the Forbidden Zone.
Because people here are so lonely, the world here has become very cruel not long after I came here.
The power used by our physical body here is maintained by the power of thought, which means that power of thought can be transformed into the power we want.
For example, if you have 20 mind power and need 10 mind power to maintain a superhuman appearance, then there are only 10 mind power left. And when you want to jump five or six meters high in one jump like Superman, assuming that jumping five meters requires 2 points of thought power, then when you jump up, you will use up 2 points of thought power. When it falls to the ground, the mind will recover again.
Wrestling is the same with fighting. One's own power is completely transformed by the power of thought that can be quantified.
Therefore, the actual strength of a person here does not depend on appearance, but only depends on your willpower and mental weakness during your lifetime.
People here can live a normal life and eat. But you can also do nothing, because they are all spiritual forms, you can do whatever you want, and you won’t die if you lie in bed every day.
But the pain will be there.
So every day, people who are too lonely take advantage of this to hurt others to fulfill their own pleasure.
This is a world of the jungle.
Far more cruel than the real world.
The only thing that can't be done here is that we can't create things out of thin air with the power of thought. Mind power can only be transformed into our own power.
So things can only be exchanged at the grocery store. The things that were exchanged were also provided by the blond man to those operators.
Because the world here is too cruel, it is divided into four areas, each of which is under the jurisdiction of Gao Nianli.
Except that the North District where the blond man lives is different, most of the people living there are the mysterious people he left behind. The remaining three districts have their own characteristics.
The Southern District is governed by a man named Si Luo. I have been here for more than a year, but I haven't seen him yet. People living in the southern district are generally under 20 mental power, a very vulnerable group. Therefore, people in the southern district seldom kill or fight, because they are basically weak groups.
But it is said that besides the blond man, Si Luo is the most capable person in the Forbidden Split Zone. His will power is 77.
Here, 77's mind power is not only rare, but unique.
Therefore, although his area is full of vulnerable groups, people in other areas dare not invade at will. And his southern region is also known as the paradise of the forbidden zone. The Southern District is always stable, and people's lives are simple and peaceful.
Compared with the Southern District, the jurisdiction of the Eastern District is full of bloody killings, violent plundering.
There are many people in the Eastern District whose power of thought is generally higher than that of normal people. Basically pull out one at random, and all of them have a mind power above 30 and below 40.
A normal person's mind power is only 10 to 20, but the Eastern District is almost full of high-energy people.
So the Eastern District is a zone where the weak cannot survive at all.
As for Hang S, that weird girl-like woman who is always in a school uniform, her control is completely different from ours, she allows all violence to exist.
And the only remaining western area under my jurisdiction is the most half-baked area.
I'm that drink that people can't drink anymore after drinking half of it.
Because I don't know why the blond man insisted on me being the head of the Western District half a year ago, my mind power is only 52.
Although it is considered a very high and rare number, it is not comparable to Sly and Si Luo.
With a cunning force of 69, he is the second person in the Forbidden Break Zone after Si Luo. And me, only 52.
Nie Zun came almost at the same time as me. The day the blond man met me in the district center hall, he also just came, just over an hour before I came. His mind power was 67 when he first arrived, much higher than me, and he is a well-known existence in the Forbidden Zone, but he rarely uses his mind power to do anything, and he doesn't seem to be good at fighting, so the blond man didn't give him anything Duty, I understand this point.
Even You Ji is second only to me with 51 thoughts.
Although there are very few high-powered people, and Nie Zun at 67 is an exception, but even so, there are many people with a mental power of around 60. I really don't understand why I was asked to be the head of the Western District.
So I've always seemed more laid back. I basically don't care about the big and small matters in the West District, all trivial matters are taken care of by You Ji.
You Ji made the rules that belonged to the West District. Under her management, although the West District is not as stable as the South District, it can be considered peaceful.
Generally, people who come to the West District are like me, half-baked, and muddled here.
There's a lot of violence here too, and I'm basically turning a blind eye to it, and it's Yuki who's in charge.
Because no one of us can ask others to show their cracks to you at will, nor can we completely rely on violence to suppress others in order to find Kanzaki. This is not allowed by the blond man.
That's why district owners were created, as well as the rules of each district, in order to regulate everyone.
But I'm a complete loser. I didn't even understand the rules of the West District when I became district owner for half a year, so I handed it over to You Ji or Nie Zun.
But now, in front of my eyes, a young girl who was waiting to go home died tragically, and I felt that I couldn't go on doing nothing like this.
Perhaps it was my abandonment and indifference to life that led to Larel's tragedy.
Sometimes we think that it doesn't matter if we are weak, because as long as we don't get bullied, we can live weak forever. But one day we will find that weakness does not belong to you alone, because your weakness will affect the people around you who you care about.
It is precisely because of your weakness that you cannot protect the people you care about.
No one wants to force ourselves to be strong, but there are always people who want to protect, we can only force ourselves to be strong.
Because whether you are weak or strong, it is not your business alone.
I looked at the young body of Larael's tragic death, and I clenched the hand holding the bow and arrow. The long nails on my hands pierced my skin, and as the blood flowed from the fingertips, the skin immediately began to heal quickly.
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