"I finally couldn't hold back and wanted to ask."

Bi Sang laughed.

After laughing, he slowly explained while walking:

"Let me tell you, I had the ability to conjure a pen at the Infinite Supermarket.

It’s not the so-called super power, but the devil’s power that is unique to every transformer.”

"Transformer? The power of the Demon King."

Mu Sang, who was walking beside him, asked in confusion, "What is that?"

Bi Sang suddenly stopped and turned to look at him:

"Do you think the me you see now looks like a human being?"

"What is this nonsense."

Mu Sang frowned and became more and more confused, "Of course you are a human being, can you still be a monster?"

"Haha, in a sense... I am indeed a 'monster'."

Bi Sang said with a normal face, "I am a non-human species between humans and back room entities."

"You..." Mu Sang subconsciously took a step back, "Didn't I say that you are Mu Sang from parallel time and space?"

"Yes, I was indeed a normal human being."

Bi Sang raised his feet and walked forward again, "But unfortunately, the smallest and most powerless species in the back room... is human beings.

Therefore, in order to live longer and more comfortably, I chose... to integrate into the abnormal power in the back room and transform into a quasi-entity species - a metamorphosis.

Today, my outer skin looks very similar to that of a human being, but in fact, my internal organs, nervous system, and skeleton have all been completely dehumanized.

For example, my heart is a coral gear inlaid with emeralds.

That gear is the key core of my existence as a metamorphosis, an abnormal creature."

"I see."

Mu Sang suddenly said, "In order to fight against the entity, you must first have the power of the entity, and you have to stop being a human being, right?"

"That's right."

Bi Sang said as he walked, "After any Mu Sang transforms into a transformer, the transformation ability characteristics he possesses will become his 'surname', or prefix, in this life, such as my name - Pen Mu Sang

, that’s how it came about.”

As the two of them walked slowly and slowly, the Ferris wheel above their heads gradually disappeared.

Instead, there is an endless green space.

At the end of the green space is a large silver-white building.

There are some faint figures walking among those buildings.

In green space.

"That……"

Mixed with yearning and curiosity, Mu Sang asked, "How did you transform into a metamorphosis? Is it surgery? Genetic modification? Or injection of entity's blood?"

Bisang on the side shook his head in denial:

"No, almost all the metamorphoses of the Mu Sang Legion's original source of the Demon King's power, the perpetual gear, came from a god."

"God?"

After hearing this term, Mu Sang had a strange look on his face, "You actually rely on metaphysics and the power of religion? Is it... God? Is it Buddha? Or Cthulhu?"

"NONONO."

"The gods worshiped by the Mourning Legion are not the false religious idols in the real world."

Bisang said leisurely, "He is a high-dimensional god who truly exists in the infinite back room. His name is the Eternal Demon King."

"God Gao Wei..."

Mu Sang murmured, "Eternally Moving Demon King."

For some reason, after hearing this god's name for the first time, his heart beat suddenly and heavily, and then the blood in his body began to heat up uncontrollably.

"call--"

Mu Sang spit out a stream of boiling flames visible to the naked eye, "What's wrong with me? My body feels... very hot, but it's not very painful. On the contrary, I feel more energetic."

"Oh? Are you so reactive? You can actually spit out fireworks!"

Bisang raised his eyebrows, "It is rumored that the name of the God of the Eternal Demon King has a memetic effect. Once a person who is destined to be God hears it, his body and soul will be unstoppably alienated.

I always thought it was just a legend, but I didn’t expect...it seems like you have very strong potential."

"Potential?" Mu Sang looked confused, "What potential."

"The so-called potential refers to the background color of the soul. The more magnificent the background color, the higher the acceptance of the power of the devil, and the higher the power after transformation."

Bisang said eloquently, "But the specific situation requires you to conduct a detailed inspection after arriving at the camp."

"Okay, I have to go to other back room levels to meet other mourners, so I'll send you here,"

Bi Sang glanced at the silver-white building in the distance and said to Mu Sang, "Remember, you have to walk in a straight line until you reach the camp. Don't deviate from the direction, and don't look around. In this playground... only the camp is the best.

Safety."

"Camp? I understand."

Mu Sang slowly turned his head and looked at the silver-white buildings several kilometers away.

Afterwards, he said goodbye to Fountain Pen Mu Sang, and Mu Sang followed the other party's instructions.

Without making any mistakes, we walked honestly all the way through thousands of meters of green space.

Finally, they entered the Mu Sang Legion camp without any surprises.

Even so, Mu Sang could actually hear some weird laughter and cries all the time along the way, coming from the dark wild forests on both sides of the green space.

I don't know what is hidden inside.

What's interesting is that as soon as Mu Sang entered the gate of the camp.

On an old sign at the door, I saw the so-called survival rules of the back room.

He walked over slowly and saw it written on it:

One, you can doubt anyone, but you must trust the gear, that's all you have.

Second, be vigilant! Don’t have excessive curiosity.

Third, death is not terrible. Always remember to leave a bullet for yourself, oh, a bomb will do too.

Fourth, laziness is your enemy and pain is your lover, but remember not to be too obsessed with your lover.

5. Cherish every moment of rest, it is more precious than any fine wine or food.

6. Those who embrace darkness, please retain your mercy.

7. Happiness and joy are just a short interval between two long periods of pain. Don't be too attached to it.

8. If a certain back room area makes you feel at ease, then leave immediately.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Nine, rules will constrain growth. A single human figure with a strong will can also compete with thousands of troops.

10. Find a group, join a group, and support the group.

"It seems reasonable."

Mu Sang frowned and whispered, "But, it's a little baffling."

There are ten rules in total, it feels like that's what it is.

But if you think about it carefully, it seems that there are some contradictions between these rules.

"Is everything so weird in the back room?"

Mu Sang turned his eyes and looked at the houses and buildings in the camp that were not very tall, but also quite simple and plain, and whispered:

“But it’s this weirdness that makes it full of challenges and excitement.”

A few hours later.

Deep in the camp, in a somewhat old resettlement dormitory.

Mu Sang lay on the simple bed with his head resting on his arms and looked out the window in ecstasy.

Dong Dong! Dong! Dong Dong Dong!

Suddenly, there was an irregular knock on the door.

"Here we go again."

The middle-aged man in the lower bunk, Mu Sang, murmured and huddled under the quilt, not daring to move, pretending that he didn't hear anything.

Mu Sang climbed up from the upper bunk curiously and squinted at the place where the sound came from.
To be continued...