The Demon King is a summoned entity. Strictly speaking, although the Demon King is currently alive... he will disappear after the competition ends.
Wen Xishu now suspects that living people cannot enter the Netherworld.
In fact, logically, living people shouldn't be able to enter this chaotic region where he's located.
But since he's here, there must be a way.
"The Demon King is a summoned object. Not a pure form of life."
"It's worth mentioning that the Demon King is flesh and blood. Not long ago, I saw a hint in the Demon King's eyes saying that to leave the lava Hell, blood is needed..."
"Could it be that the Netherworld rejects the blood of living beings?"
"Forget it, that's not what I need to think about right now. I shouldn't focus on how to leave; I must find a way to figure out how to get in."
It seems that if there is no way to enter the Netherworld, the mission cannot begin.
In other words, to get a high score, at least a problem must be solved: making oneself become a living dead.
"Should I make myself a summoned object?" Wen Xishu thought of this method.
He really has the ability to do so. But this would require him to consume Tower Power Value.
His current summoning method, the strongest of course, is Bullet Screen Materialization. Also known as the Profound Meaning of Spiritual Bullet Screen.
In a sense, Spiritual Bullet Screen Materialization is like a wishing machine.
As long as you brew enough extreme emotion, you can summon the corresponding content.
However, the Tower Power Value consumption is tremendous, and Wen Xishu is unsure whether the rewards from this mission can make up for it.
But staying in this place for seven days... it's really unbearable.
"Money... naturally it should be saved, but if not used at critical moments, it seems meaningless."
After thinking it over, Wen Xishu decided to use the Tower Power Value.
But a problem arose...
How could he enter an extreme emotional state?
The last time he entered such a state was not actually by his own doing.
From past experiences, he has gradually become more sensitive, and in the last round, he even got emotionally disturbed because of Old Zheng, neglecting some clues.
But now, Wen Xishu couldn't deceive himself; such extreme emotions cannot just appear on demand.
"What should I do..."
"To use the power of Bullet Screen to create a version of myself that's neither dead nor alive, able to enter the Netherworld..."
"Not to mention whether my fifteen Tower Power Points are enough to summon something of this caliber."
"Even if it is, I seem truly incapable of entering that emotional state."
Deceiving oneself is a skill Wen Xishu does not possess.
If Old Zheng died, if Ah Miao died, if Albert died, if Liu Jinsen died...
It would be very sad, but the problem is, I know it's fake.
With that thought, Wen Xishu seemed to have thought of an idea...
I know, but the fool doesn't know?
Wen Xishu began to close his eyes, having actually already found a way to communicate with the fool.
"Hello? Wen Xishu, I have something to tell you."
No response.
"This is not good news, you... need to be mentally prepared."
Still no response, Wen Xishu felt like he was treating himself as a fool.
But he had no choice:
"Wen Chaohua, something happened."
Still no response, but there was a reaction. Wen Xishu could feel something gathering within his body.
In his mind, some images flashed from time to time.
These were scenes of Wen Xishu playing with Wen Chaohua at the Wen Family's Old Mansion.
"You're lying to me! Do you take me for a fool!"
The voice of the fool, Wen Xishu, finally appeared, almost making Wen Xishu lose composure.
"My brother is invincible! He won't have any accidents!"
Wen Xishu remained calm because he didn't know how much perception the fool shared with him...
So he kept his performance in check.
"I can't lie to the fool saying Wen Chaohua is dead... otherwise, if he panics, it might not be good, and if I get overwhelmed by emotions, I might not control this body."
"And indeed, it's not reasonable."
Wen Xishu thought for a moment:
"Not long ago, I received a message that Wen Chaohua was going to undertake a mission, Little Tree, you should know that many people from the Wen Family have died..."
The fool was silent.
Wen Xishu continued:
"Life and death are difficult to transcend, but our brother... he insists on doing it."
"He has entered the world of the dead, which is the world beneath our feet. I have to find him and tell him the clues to bring him back."
"Otherwise, no matter how strong our brother is, he will have to remain in the Netherworld and become a dead person."
The emotions surged.
Wen Xishu knew that even if the fool didn't want to accept it, as long as the story was spun in that direction, imagining such a scenario, even if untrue, would cause sadness and distress.
"Living people cannot enter the domain of the dead! Everything comes at a price, and we must find him quickly!"
"Otherwise, you may never see him again."
In fact, up until that point, Wen Xishu remained relatively calm, speaking as sadly as he could.
But next, he felt a bit of remorse.
Never being able to see his brother again, those words plunged the fool into immediate sorrow and loneliness.
At this moment, Wen Xishu seemed to share the same emotional experience as the fool.
He was stunned.
This was such profound loneliness, as if all the light in the world suddenly extinguished.
It's like the entire meaning of life was just to wait for someone, only to be told now that the person would never come.
From the vortex of immense loneliness, the fool's voice echoed:
"Let's save my brother... even if you're lying to me, even in a lie, I can't accept that he would die."