Even though Yang Wenmin was dressed in plain grey pajamas, with slightly disheveled hair, his oppressive aura showed no signs of diminishing.
His stern and unsmiling demeanor made people feel intimidated.
The spider only had a camera function and lacked audio recording capabilities.
However, Ruan Qing could read lips, so that wasn’t a significant issue.
But fearing discovery, Ruan Qing didn’t dare to control the spider to get closer to the three people.
Fortunately, his current angle was still good enough. Although he couldn’t see Yang Chenyan and Yang Chenjin directly, he could clearly see Yang Wenmin’s face.
So, Ruan Qing also understood what Yang Wenmin was saying.
After Yang Wenmin finished speaking, Yang Chenjin took a step forward, his expression becoming serious, devoid of his usual gentleness. “It’s me.”
Yang Wenmin turned to look at Yang Chenjin and spoke calmly, “Then, tell me, what’s wrong with it?”
Yang Chenjin paused but didn’t say anything.
Clearly, he couldn’t answer that question.
He didn’t even know where things went wrong. He hadn’t had a chance to do anything.
Could it be because... he controlled it once before?
Indeed, he had controlled it before, pulling Yu Qing into the fog.
But with the dual suppression during the day, it shouldn’t be able to perceive anything.
It clearly didn’t even have consciousness.
Where did the problem lie...
Yang Chenyan and Yang Chenjin also felt uneasy, not because they were afraid of the Yang family’s ‘god creation’ plan going awry, but rather the potential failure of their ‘god-switching’ plan.
If something went wrong with this, that person might really die.
Yang Chenyan clenched his fist, trying to control the unstable emotions, maintaining his composure.
Even though he struggled to control it, his figure became momentarily unstable, and the hand hanging at his side briefly showed a red hue.
Although the red color disappeared quickly, Ruan Qing still noticed it.
He frowned; even Yang Chenyan and Yang Chenjin, were they also related to that thing?
Perhaps it’s not just Yang Chenjin and Yang Chenyan; maybe even Yang Wenmin was the same
After Yang Chenjin fell silent, Yang Wenmin directly hurled the teacup on the table towards him.
There was no mercy in his attack.
Yang Chenjin didn’t dodge; a wound instantly appeared on his head where the teacup struck.
But the next second, the wound healed, and even the blood seemed to rewind, returning to the inside of the wound before it healed.
Except for the spilled tea on him, there was no sign that he had been injured.
Yang Wenmin lifted his chin, speaking with a high and cold tone, “I will never allow any problems to occur with the ‘God Creation’ plan.”
“Otherwise, the next time will be your funeral.”
Yang Wenmin gave a cold glance at the two, and his figure disappeared instantly.
No, not disappeared, but it seemed as if he melted into blood.
Then he reappeared outside the villa in an instant.
Even Yang Chenyan and Yang Chenjin did the same.
Ruan Qing immediately lifted a small corner of the curtain, looking outside.
Unfortunately, he wasn’t on the side of the main villa now, so even if he looked outside, there were only motionless tentacles.
Without hesitation, Ruan Qing had the robot pick him up and rushed towards the main villa.
The robot’s speed was not slow, and Ruan Qing hadn’t gone far, quickly returning to the Yang family’s main villa.
Outside the window, Yang Wenmin and the other two were already in a fierce battle with the blood-red tentacle.
It was evident that the three were not winning against the tentacle.
So, it seemed like they weren’t trying to defeat it but rather attempting to stall it.
Then they could repair the cracks.
This was undoubtedly a good opportunity.
Without hesitation, Ruan Qing walked towards the stairs to the fourth floor.
Upon reaching the door to the fourth floor, Ruan Qing took out his phone, aimed the animated image of the steward at the location of the access permissions.
After the door opened, the robot silently carried Ruan Qing up to the fourth floor.
Ruan Qing went to the study on the fourth floor and began searching through the documents on the desk.
Perhaps confident that no one would come up to the fourth floor, or maybe unconcerned about whether the information would be seen, most of the documents were casually laid out on the table.
Ruan Qing finally understood what this instance was all about and what the members of the Yong’an Guild were up to.
After turning eighteen, every member of the Yang family would undergo a sacrificial ritual.
This ritual was called ‘God’s Descent.’
It involved sacrificing the bodies of the Yang family members in an attempt to bring the ‘god’ down to the mortal realm.
However, this sacrifice had never been successful.
To be more precise, it had only been successful halfway.
The ‘god’ did not descend, but those who participated in the sacrifice would gain the power of the ‘god’.
With this power, they would no longer be ordinary humans.
After the sacrifice, Yang family members generally fell into three categories.
The first category involved a perfect fusion with the power of the ‘god’ and these individuals became the Yang family’s ‘direct line.’
Currently, only Yang Wenmin, Yang Chenjin, and Yang Chenyan had succeeded.
The second category was a partial fusion, and these individuals were referred to as the Yang family’s ‘collateral line’.
The strength of the Yang family’s collateral line depended on their compatibility with the ‘god’.
Those with high compatibility would be stronger, but they could not match the Yang family’s ‘direct line.’
Moreover, they became afraid of sunlight during the day, becoming violent and unable to control their emotions.
They would have the desire to kill every living being they saw.
Drinking human blood improved their violent tendencies.
At night, they completely lost control, turning into eerie blood shadows with a lust for killing.
Therefore, the Yang family continuously held ‘funerals’ to attract ‘food.’
This served two purposes: for sacrifice and for feeding.
The third category consisted of individuals who could not integrate the power of the ‘god’ at all.
These individuals would devolve into mindless bloodthirsty monsters and be thrown into the fog.
For centuries, there had been too many failed individuals, gradually merging into an unconscious monster shrouded by the fog.
This creature had grown increasingly powerful, to the point where it would attempt to devour the entire Yang family during the night.
It was the entity outside the window right now.
The Yang family had a protective sacrificial formation, completely shielding everything related to the Yang family. The monster had never succeeded in breaching it.
A peculiar balance had been maintained.
However, this balance had been shattered due to the disappearance of the ‘god’.
Now, every Yang family member that were sacrificed turned into a mindless monster. Even those who were successful before became increasingly bloodthirsty and ruthless.
The hunger became immense, increasingly difficult to satisfy.
Perhaps one day, all members of the Yang family would become mindless monsters.
No one in the Yang family wanted to become a monster.
So, the Yang family initiated a bold plan.
They intended to use the unconscious monster to create a new ‘god’.
The monster had already gained immense power through the fusion of countless individuals, comparable to the power of a ‘god’.
And that power originally belonged to the ‘god’.
By using the sacrificial formation and finding a suitable vessel, creating a ‘god’ was not impossible.
...Shen Baiyue was that vessel.
And all the guests this time were planned sacrifices.
If Ruan Qing was not mistaken, the members of the Yong’an Guild were here for the power of that ‘god’.
But the problem was, if one merged with the power of that ‘god’, they would undoubtedly be judged by the game’s main system as a non-human entity.
Did this mean the members of the Yong’an Guild were giving up on completing the infinite horro games?
Or did they have a method to make the game’s main system still recognized them as humans?
Although Ruan Qing didn’t understand the vice president well, his intuition told him it’s the latter.
Ruan Qing looked at the information in his hands, contemplating what method could grant power and still be recognized as human by the main system.
It’s essentially like searching for a bug in the game’s main system, which was sure to offend the system.
But this power was worth the risk for players.
Because Ruan Qing was also somewhat tempted.
If he possessed this power...
There were detailed documents on sacrificial rituals on the table.
Just as Ruan Qing was about to see how the sacrifice should be conducted, blood began to seep from the floor not far away.
Even though Yang Wenmin was dressed in plain grey pajamas, with slightly disheveled hair, his oppressive aura showed no signs of diminishing.
His stern and unsmiling demeanor made people feel intimidated.
The spider only had a camera function and lacked audio recording capabilities.
However, Ruan Qing could read lips, so that wasn’t a significant issue.
But fearing discovery, Ruan Qing didn’t dare to control the spider to get closer to the three people.
Fortunately, his current angle was still good enough. Although he couldn’t see Yang Chenyan and Yang Chenjin directly, he could clearly see Yang Wenmin’s face.
So, Ruan Qing also understood what Yang Wenmin was saying.
After Yang Wenmin finished speaking, Yang Chenjin took a step forward, his expression becoming serious, devoid of his usual gentleness. “It’s me.”
Yang Wenmin turned to look at Yang Chenjin and spoke calmly, “Then, tell me, what’s wrong with it?”
Yang Chenjin paused but didn’t say anything.
Clearly, he couldn’t answer that question.
He didn’t even know where things went wrong. He hadn’t had a chance to do anything.
Could it be because... he controlled it once before?
Indeed, he had controlled it before, pulling Yu Qing into the fog.
But with the dual suppression during the day, it shouldn’t be able to perceive anything.
It clearly didn’t even have consciousness.
Where did the problem lie...
Yang Chenyan and Yang Chenjin also felt uneasy, not because they were afraid of the Yang family’s ‘god creation’ plan going awry, but rather the potential failure of their ‘god-switching’ plan.
If something went wrong with this, that person might really die.
Yang Chenyan clenched his fist, trying to control the unstable emotions, maintaining his composure.
Even though he struggled to control it, his figure became momentarily unstable, and the hand hanging at his side briefly showed a red hue.
Although the red color disappeared quickly, Ruan Qing still noticed it.
He frowned; even Yang Chenyan and Yang Chenjin, were they also related to that thing?
Perhaps it’s not just Yang Chenjin and Yang Chenyan; maybe even Yang Wenmin was the same
After Yang Chenjin fell silent, Yang Wenmin directly hurled the teacup on the table towards him.
There was no mercy in his attack.
Yang Chenjin didn’t dodge; a wound instantly appeared on his head where the teacup struck.
But the next second, the wound healed, and even the blood seemed to rewind, returning to the inside of the wound before it healed.
Except for the spilled tea on him, there was no sign that he had been injured.
Yang Wenmin lifted his chin, speaking with a high and cold tone, “I will never allow any problems to occur with the ‘God Creation’ plan.”
“Otherwise, the next time will be your funeral.”
Yang Wenmin gave a cold glance at the two, and his figure disappeared instantly.
No, not disappeared, but it seemed as if he melted into blood.
Then he reappeared outside the villa in an instant.
Even Yang Chenyan and Yang Chenjin did the same.
Ruan Qing immediately lifted a small corner of the curtain, looking outside.
Unfortunately, he wasn’t on the side of the main villa now, so even if he looked outside, there were only motionless tentacles.
Without hesitation, Ruan Qing had the robot pick him up and rushed towards the main villa.
The robot’s speed was not slow, and Ruan Qing hadn’t gone far, quickly returning to the Yang family’s main villa.
Outside the window, Yang Wenmin and the other two were already in a fierce battle with the blood-red tentacle.
It was evident that the three were not winning against the tentacle.
So, it seemed like they weren’t trying to defeat it but rather attempting to stall it.
Then they could repair the cracks.
This was undoubtedly a good opportunity.
Without hesitation, Ruan Qing walked towards the stairs to the fourth floor.
Upon reaching the door to the fourth floor, Ruan Qing took out his phone, aimed the animated image of the steward at the location of the access permissions.
After the door opened, the robot silently carried Ruan Qing up to the fourth floor.
Ruan Qing went to the study on the fourth floor and began searching through the documents on the desk.
Perhaps confident that no one would come up to the fourth floor, or maybe unconcerned about whether the information would be seen, most of the documents were casually laid out on the table.
Ruan Qing finally understood what this instance was all about and what the members of the Yong’an Guild were up to.
After turning eighteen, every member of the Yang family would undergo a sacrificial ritual.
This ritual was called ‘God’s Descent.’
It involved sacrificing the bodies of the Yang family members in an attempt to bring the ‘god’ down to the mortal realm.
However, this sacrifice had never been successful.
To be more precise, it had only been successful halfway.
The ‘god’ did not descend, but those who participated in the sacrifice would gain the power of the ‘god’.
With this power, they would no longer be ordinary humans.
After the sacrifice, Yang family members generally fell into three categories.
The first category involved a perfect fusion with the power of the ‘god’ and these individuals became the Yang family’s ‘direct line.’
Currently, only Yang Wenmin, Yang Chenjin, and Yang Chenyan had succeeded.
The second category was a partial fusion, and these individuals were referred to as the Yang family’s ‘collateral line’.
The strength of the Yang family’s collateral line depended on their compatibility with the ‘god’.
Those with high compatibility would be stronger, but they could not match the Yang family’s ‘direct line.’
Moreover, they became afraid of sunlight during the day, becoming violent and unable to control their emotions.
They would have the desire to kill every living being they saw.
Drinking human blood improved their violent tendencies.
At night, they completely lost control, turning into eerie blood shadows with a lust for killing.
Therefore, the Yang family continuously held ‘funerals’ to attract ‘food.’
This served two purposes: for sacrifice and for feeding.
The third category consisted of individuals who could not integrate the power of the ‘god’ at all.
These individuals would devolve into mindless bloodthirsty monsters and be thrown into the fog.
For centuries, there had been too many failed individuals, gradually merging into an unconscious monster shrouded by the fog.
This creature had grown increasingly powerful, to the point where it would attempt to devour the entire Yang family during the night.
It was the entity outside the window right now.
The Yang family had a protective sacrificial formation, completely shielding everything related to the Yang family. The monster had never succeeded in breaching it.
A peculiar balance had been maintained.
However, this balance had been shattered due to the disappearance of the ‘god’.
Now, every Yang family member that were sacrificed turned into a mindless monster. Even those who were successful before became increasingly bloodthirsty and ruthless.
The hunger became immense, increasingly difficult to satisfy.
Perhaps one day, all members of the Yang family would become mindless monsters.
No one in the Yang family wanted to become a monster.
So, the Yang family initiated a bold plan.
They intended to use the unconscious monster to create a new ‘god’.
The monster had already gained immense power through the fusion of countless individuals, comparable to the power of a ‘god’.
And that power originally belonged to the ‘god’.
By using the sacrificial formation and finding a suitable vessel, creating a ‘god’ was not impossible.
...Shen Baiyue was that vessel.
And all the guests this time were planned sacrifices.
If Ruan Qing was not mistaken, the members of the Yong’an Guild were here for the power of that ‘god’.
But the problem was, if one merged with the power of that ‘god’, they would undoubtedly be judged by the game’s main system as a non-human entity.
Did this mean the members of the Yong’an Guild were giving up on completing the infinite horro games?
Or did they have a method to make the game’s main system still recognized them as humans?
Although Ruan Qing didn’t understand the vice president well, his intuition told him it’s the latter.
Ruan Qing looked at the information in his hands, contemplating what method could grant power and still be recognized as human by the main system.
It’s essentially like searching for a bug in the game’s main system, which was sure to offend the system.
But this power was worth the risk for players.
Because Ruan Qing was also somewhat tempted.
If he possessed this power...
There were detailed documents on sacrificial rituals on the table.
Just as Ruan Qing was about to see how the sacrifice should be conducted, blood began to seep from the floor not far away.
