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Chapter Twenty-Seven
Ma Xiaoniu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Damn, he thought someone had actually taken a picture of him! It was just a false alarm! The person who posted that really deserved a beating!
Open the case submission area.
"Help! My brother got into a fight and was seriously injured. We called the police, but to no avail."
"Help! I've been robbed, and the robbers haven't been caught."
"Please help! My son was abducted when he was three years old, and it's been over ten years now."
"Help! My relative was attacked from behind, and we have suspects."
"Help! I'm being bullied at school."
"Help! My wife has food poisoning after eating XX spicy snacks, and the police have been called but to no avail."
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Scrolling back, Ma Xiaoniu found a post titled "Help! My son has been kidnapped, and the kidnappers are demanding 30 million yuan." He sent the post a private message. He received a reply very quickly.
"Hero, I've finally received your reply! My name is Wu Changlin, and I'm from MH City. I live in apartment 1205, Building 5, Green Forest Community, KK District, MH City. My son, Wu Mingming, is only seven years old. That morning, my son went to school and never came back. Later, I received a call from the robbers. They demanded 30 million yuan, saying they would notify me of the time and place later, and forbade me from calling the police. They said if I did, they would kill him. They haven't given me any more information yet. Hero, please, you must save my son!"
A resident of MH City? That's quite far.
I sent a message to the other party, instructing them to send me the information as soon as they received a call from the robbers. Then, after tidying up a bit, I lay back on the bed and started reading.
Time quickly passed midnight.
"Drawing begins. Please complete the draw within two minutes, otherwise an automatic draw will be conducted and a penalty will be imposed..."
Extract!
The Illusionary Realm—In the Illusionary Realm, you are omnipotent…
Mission—Keep killing, child.
Ma Xiaoniu's eyes lit up. This skill looked pretty awesome. Creating an illusionary world where he could be omnipotent? Even though it was just an illusion, he could still experience what it felt like to be a supreme god. Ma Xiaoniu was full of anticipation for this skill.
The next morning, Ma Xiaoniu got up, washed up, ate breakfast, and then opened his laptop to log into the Demon Forum. Wu Changlin hadn't replied yet, so it seemed the robbers hadn't provided the location and time. No rush, he had two days anyway.
I browsed through the case submission section again and saw a post about someone taking over my fish farm. I sent them a message. I got a reply quickly.
"Hello, hero, my name is Mulan, from DH City. As you know, DH City is close to the sea, and many people make a living from fishing. I originally had a 500-mu fish farm in Datang Village, H County, DH City. Because of its good location, the fish grew quickly and were of high quality, so business was always very good. But this spring, about a dozen people forcibly occupied my fish farm. The leader was called Wang Balong, and his brothers Wang Bahu and Wang Babao. After they occupied it, they caught and sold the fish, and the entire fish farm was ruined. I had no choice but to call the police, but every time I called, it was like throwing stones into the sea, with no response. Hero, I'm at my wit's end. I hope you can help me!" A map showing the location of the fish farm was attached.
Sigh, Ma Xiaoniu shook his head. That's how society is; as it develops to a certain stage, many corrupt officials will emerge. Take the police in H County, for example—why did they not respond at all after the report was filed?
It seems that for some indescribable things, there is always a force that transcends the rules to break them!
Ma Xiaoniu quickly packed his things, put the demon mask in his backpack, and teleported to the outskirts of Datang Village, H County, DH City. Datang Village has about a few dozen households, almost all of which own their own fish farms, some large and some small. Mulan's fish farm, covering 500 acres, is considered the largest in Datang Village. Coupled with its favorable location and abundant catches, it's no wonder it's coveted!
Mulan's fishing grounds were about a mile south of the village. Next to the fishing grounds were a row of a dozen or so tin-roofed houses. Outside the houses, there was a lot of noise. Four or five round tables were set up, and a group of dozens of people were drinking and eating. At the largest table in the middle, a burly man with a red face, a thick beard, and wearing a flashy T-shirt and shorts, with slippers on his feet, sat in the main seat, laughing loudly while holding a wine glass.
Ma Xiaoniu glanced at them from afar, put on the demon mask, and then cast an illusion spell on the group. After the illusion was cast, the previously noisy group of people suddenly froze in place, their eyes filled with strange expressions, as if they had seen something unbelievable.
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Wang Balong felt he must be drunk, otherwise how could he suddenly find himself on a vast grassland? The grassland stretched as far as the eye could see, a gentle breeze rustling the grass, and antelopes occasionally darted across it, creating a harmonious and beautiful scene. But, damn it, shouldn't he be drinking?
No, I must be seeing things! Wang Balong rubbed his eyes hard, then opened them again. The grassland was still there, and a gentle breeze was blowing.
"Tiger Tyrant! Leopard Tyrant!"
The sound carried far, but no one responded. Wang Balong was somewhat frightened. Although the grassland before him was indeed beautiful, damn it, he should be drinking, right? How did he end up here? He lifted his leg and walked forward. The wild grass was tall, already up to his knees. The grass touched his legs, the texture real. The air was filled with the fragrance of grass, and unidentified wildflowers were everywhere. But Wang Balong had no time to appreciate it. He warily looked around. He felt something was very wrong; he must have encountered some kind of supernatural event!
Before deciding to take over Mulan Fishing Ground, I had done a thorough investigation and found no evidence of anyone dying there. How could this situation have occurred?
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If you had to describe Wang Bahu's current feeling in one word, it would be utter bewilderment. Where the hell is he? Why was he just drinking, and now he's in the middle of an endless desert? And if it's a desert, why is the wind so strong?
"Ptooey!" After spitting out a mouthful of saliva, Wang Bahu dared not open his mouth now, for if he did, his mouth would be full of sand.
Wang Bahu squinted and looked around. Everything was golden. He looked at the sky, which was filled with sand blown by the wind. The sky was a dim yellow, and he couldn't see the sun. Damn it, there was no other way. He would just pick a direction and walk. It was better than standing here!
Wang Bahu took a step forward, his steps uneven.
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Wang Babao wiped the rain off his face and then quickly scooped the water out of the cabin. The sea was boundless, the rain was pouring down, and the wind, carrying the rain, pounded hard on the small boat, making it sway precariously and risking capsizing at any moment.
Wang Babao's eyes were filled with fear. He was from the coast and knew all too well the terror of encountering a storm at sea! It was practically a death sentence! The most crucial point was, wasn't he drinking just now? How did he end up drinking water in the sea in the blink of an eye?
Before he could think, the small boat rocked again, and Wang Babao quickly grabbed the edge of the boat to prevent it from capsizing.
In any case, saving my life is the most important thing.
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The others were in the same predicament as the three Wang brothers, each trapped in their own illusion. Some drifted in space, some traversed underground caves, some were on an ancient continent teeming with dinosaurs, and others were on a battlefield, with shells falling and blood and flesh flying everywhere. In short, everyone's illusion was different.
Ma Xiaoniu saw things differently from them. After Ma Xiaoniu released the illusion, he naturally understood what he could do after the illusion was released. In short, he could enter anyone's illusion at will, and he could enter in his real body!
That's awesome! Wouldn't that be like being a god?