The Yuan people who had just been cleared out due to social phobia only left the square area and did not go too far.
The sound of the ground shaking and the tree trunks bending attracted their attention again.
Unexpectedly, the black tree man, Lord Karims, who had not made any big moves for several months, actually bent down at this moment and invited the young man to enter his body.
The last time such a tree hole invitation happened seemed to be three years ago.
It is rumored that the Abyss dwellers who are invited in can not only complete the Condensation of the Face, but can also complete the Pilgrimage and become the highest level Abyss Messengers, enjoying the freedom to move around in this area and can execute any outsiders who may threaten the Abyss at will.
When the people in the abyss looked at the tempting tree hole, drooling greedily and wanting to go forward, the young man just now popped up in their minds again, and they dared not get close at all due to social phobia.
They chose to watch from afar, and when the invited young people stepped in, they could return to the square and continue contemplating.
But as time passed, no one was seen stepping into the tree hole.
Faced with the kind invitation from the black tree man Lord Karimus, the young man seemed to have no response and even remained seated.
"What on earth is that guy thinking? Once he enters the tree hole, he will definitely be able to complete the condensation of the surface. Why doesn't he go in?"
Not only Yuanmin was puzzled, but even Lord Karimus was equally puzzled. His invitation was absolutely well-intentioned. Once they entered the tree hole, he would share the method of face solidification that he had personally summarized.
Seeing that the young man in front of him did not move, Lord Karimus continued:
"Did you not hear or do you have some thoughts, young man! Since I became the Watcher, I have only invited seventeen people, all of whom have achieved a very high degree of completion in the Condensation of the Face, and ten of them have completed the pilgrimage and become messengers.
You should be honored enough to be invited by me just for open source, so why not come in and listen to my experience. "
William, who was currently meditating shirtless, responded with a look of disdain: "You are really annoying. Why should I gain the experience of a loser?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole tree began to shake, and the corpses and fruits hanging on it kept falling, many of which directly fell around William.
When the people outside the square heard William's words, they almost dropped their jaws in shock.
They really couldn't believe that a patient who had not yet completed the path dared to say such words to Lord Karimus. You have to know that the lord was the earliest pilgrim and was highly regarded by the abyss to serve as a guard here.
Facing William's lies, Lord Karims suppressed his anger and asked as calmly as possible: "Am I a loser?"
"If you were a successful person, would you still be here guarding the gate? Don't say that you are willing to be a gatekeeper, unless you were born with a pathetic slave mentality engraved in your soul.
Is it difficult to admit your failure? Lord Karimus.
I may have said something harsh, but I am not interested in your experience at all... Okay! The abyss material in my body has almost accumulated, and the next step is the important stage of condensation."
As the gatekeeper, Lord Karimus naturally abides by the rules here the most.
Although the young man in front of him spoke rudely, he did not do anything illegal. If he killed him without further explanation, the Abyss might hold him accountable.
"Let me see what kind of mask you can make... If the quality is lower than mine, it would be ridiculous."
"Then please stop making noise, Lord Karimus. I have finally cleared the area and got such a quiet square. Talk less and do more."
William's verbal provocation was not just to show off or to speak quickly.
He had been observing the "Abyss Watcher" since he arrived at the square. He never treated the other party as a big tree, nor as a being who needed to be worshipped or flattered.
As soon as William arrived, he saw Lord Karims's conceited face, high and mighty.
He looked at all the Abyss dwellers in the square as if he were observing lower life forms, watching them struggle in the condensation stage and eventually disintegrate.
Occasionally, when he sees a talented outsider like William, he wants to be merciful and help him, but he never realizes that he is a loser.
Being pointed at and criticized by such a hypocritical guy, the dough solidification process will inevitably be disrupted.
This verbal operation not only removed the other party's hypocritical mask, but also made Lord Karimus stop talking nonsense, ensuring that the following face-condensing process was completely quiet.
"Little Grape, help me keep an eye on the situation outside. If this guy gets angry and wants to interfere or attack during the condensation period, just burn him with the evil sun."
"knew."
William sat cross-legged and filtered out all information from the outside world the moment he closed his eyes.
The social phobia attack lasted for more than two hours before the area was cleared. Perhaps because of the proximity to the abyss, the abyss pathogens cultured in the body had achieved large-scale directional cultivation.
And the epilepsy brain has finally completed the analysis of the pathogen,
The malignant disease that bred from the Tenth Abyss was essentially a single-stranded RNA virus with extremely high degrees of freedom, adaptability, and variability.
From the time William lifted the black curtain until now, the virus has been allowed to develop, even using the "body of a perfect birther" as the virus's ecological culture medium, and then using the epileptic brain to provide effective guidance that does not affect its development.
After long-term in vivo culture and epilepsy brain guidance,
The Abyss Virus has intercepted and copied various high-quality genes and various disease fragments in William's body.
Unlike other patients, there is usually only one symptom characteristic in the body, and no more than three.
William had too many illnesses. There were two types of death alone - "plague fog bacteria" and "Dead Sea black liquid" that he brought with him during his lifetime, not to mention the skin diseases corresponding to yellow skin, the neurological diseases corresponding to acupuncture chains, the epilepsy syndrome corresponding to epileptic brain, the platinum blood corresponding to stargazer, and so on.
It can be said that the Abyss virus has come into contact with such a diverse patient for the first time, and it has no idea which segment is the optimal gene, so it can only cut them all off for replication.
In the end, not only did the Abyss Virus fail to maintain its autonomy, but it was instead shaped like William due to its ability to replicate all of his characteristics and strengths.
As for what kind of mask will be formed, even William himself doesn't know.
Crunch! Crunch!
Under the traction of the epileptic brain, strips of objects that look like capillaries, muscle fibers, wool threads, and brain grooves appear on the face.
Not only did it come out from his facial features, but all of William's facial pores were stretched open, and this strange filamentous substance continued to flow out like a seed.
Compared to other people's masks, the lines on their masks are finer, denser, and twice as complex.
William also used his full mind to weave these threads himself through his brain, trying to construct an abyss mask that was structurally perfect and could fully express its own characteristics.
Just as the process was going smoothly, a malicious voice was heard.
“William, you were quite interesting in the square before, why are you so conservative at this critical moment... This is the uncontrolled dark zone of the old world, a place full of chaos and disorder. Being too orderly is not a good thing.
I have been thinking and observing along the way. My understanding of the mask is different from yours, so I will share with you a memory about the 'mask'.
"Yi Chen!"
Before William could react, a memory was forced into his mind... a memory that William had never had before.
There was a fire upstairs and the firefighters came. I carried my computer downstairs to type. Sorry for being a little late.