There is One New Rule Every Month Globally-Chapter 546 - 368: "Ability Name": "The Toilet in the Dream is Fake.

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And this scenario was unfolding in many corners of Blue Star.

But it wasn't happening very frequently.

Probably just one or two instances per city.

Right next to this dining table, a man wearing a duckbill cap sat alone by the table drinking, not lifting his head at the commotion around him, just the corner of his mouth curving up into a strange arc.

The next second—

"Hey!"

A somewhat exasperated voice rang out beside his ear.

The man with the duckbill cap suddenly had his hat smacked off by a slap, and before he could react, his cheek met the table in an intimate encounter.

Tuberculosis Rabbit lifted his foot that was pinning the man's head down on the table, clenched his fist and took a breath, then yelled out and forcefully smashed it down on the man's head.

"I hit!"

Then,

he saw the man suddenly turn into a gust of wind and dissipate on the spot, his clothes and duckbill cap turning to ashes and vanishing, while a prompt also slowly sounded in Tuberculosis Rabbit's ear.

「Ding, congratulations on killing an unknown creature. The ability of this creature is: "Come, take one."」

「"Come, take one": When someone by a dining table says 'Come, take one,' one person at that table will randomly die.」

「This creature has been killed for the first time, and it needs to be killed 999 more times to be thoroughly exterminated.」

"What kind of ghost ability is this?"

Tuberculosis Rabbit looked at the popping up prompt panel with a bit of speechlessness and pursed his lips.

It was already November 4th today.

Four days had passed since the system update on November 1st, and they had gradually discovered the changes brought about by this shutdown update, which could roughly be understood as digging up some ancient graves that were left behind many years ago.

And among these, there were all sorts of messy stuff.

The game called them creatures, and they went along and called them that; creatures came in all forms—sometimes as a man, sometimes as a woman, sometimes as a completely ordinary-looking dog, and sometimes as a dustbin that would move stealthily by the roadside when people were not paying attention.

In short, appearances were varied.

Whether these creatures could freely change their appearance or if it was random, they were not clear, but these days they had also summarized some methods to identify these creatures.

And almost every creature had a unique ability, just like the one he had just killed. Left unchecked, simply letting it stay at a barbecue stall for a night could mean a lot of people.

If the game hadn't come, he would have really hated to kill this creature.

The ability of this creature could greatly increase the number of jobs he got as a funeral director.

In these four days, they had killed quite a few creatures and witnessed a number of special creature abilities.

For example, one creature's ability was "Don't steal my shit to eat."

The creature that owned this ability appeared as a harmless-looking dog; when they discovered it, this dog was lying in the middle of the sidewalk, lazily basking in the sun like other animals.

「Ability Name」: Don't steal my shit to eat.

「Ability Explanation」: "Any feces within my territory can only be enjoyed by me; if anyone else touches the feces, it will turn into a powerful sticky bomb that explodes instantly."

Hmm.

Although this ability seemed powerful, only one person died from it.

After all, most people still watch where they're walking and try not to step in dog shit. And nobody stands in a restroom bouncing around—just one unlucky player had bad luck and got into trouble.

Most other players were fine.

When they found this creature, it had already been killed 19 times.

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All the creatures that appeared this time had to be killed once before being randomly teleported to any corner of Blue Star; any creature must be killed a thousand times before truly being exterminated.

"Yet another magical ability."

Sword Without End thoughtfully looked at the spot where the man had disappeared: "Isn't it said that Props come from powers extracted from Deities? Have you ever felt that these creatures are like experiments?"

"A long time ago, a group of people tried to steal the powers of Deities, thereby creating the existence of creatures."

And right at that moment—

"Excuse me, Tuberculosis Rabbit, if I may ask, are my friends dead?"

The man who had been toasting a moment ago, upon seeing Tuberculosis Rabbit and his group, roughly understood that he was definitely hit and sobered up instantly, his voice trembling as he spoke.

This was Yancheng.

In Yancheng, there weren't many players who wouldn't recognize Tuberculosis Rabbit.

Especially those among the dregs.

After all, they definitely had no chance of mingling with Yi on normal days, but interaction with Tuberculosis Rabbit was possible; occasionally, he would come to their lowly places seeking some fun.

"Hmm."

Tuberculosis Rabbit pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, glanced around casually and said, "Dead, dead as they can be. How strong were these friends of yours? Can they crawl out of hell?"

"If they can't make it back, you're probably going to have a lot fewer drinking buddies."

And the young man standing beside him was now looking down at his friends lying on the ground with a pained expression. It was just a moment ago they were all happily drinking together, and now they were separated by life and death.

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