142. The Utterly Lazy System

“Illusory product?” Amidst the town shrouded in red mist, Luo Jie murmured the string of blood-red words echoing in his mind, his confusion deepening.

At that moment, a mercenary passed by him with a vacant stare, his footsteps halting before the crucifix in the center of the square, where a ghoul was hung.

The next instant, he dropped to his knees with the force of a tiger pouncing, his eyes wild and fervent as he bowed his head and shouted:

“Mother! Why are you up there, mother?!”

His frantic cries drew the attention of the other mercenaries. Soon, several others gathered around to see what was happening.

“Why is he kneeling here calling out to his mother?” one mercenary asked.

“Didn’t his mother die long ago? He borrowed a lot of money to treat her illness back then,” another replied.

The mercenary sneered, glancing at the ghoul hanging on the cross, his eyes turning haunted.

“A Meng... why are you hanging up there?” The mercenary trembled as he approached the crucifix, then knelt beside it, weeping like a child.

“A Meng! Who was cruel enough to hang you up there? Boohoo... A Meng! My holy A Meng!”

“Why are you losing it too?” Luo Jie frowned, directing his gaze towards the ghoul on the cross. Suddenly, a string of scarlet letters flashed through his mind:

“Perform illusion check, 1d100=???. If the result is greater than 21, you are immune to the illusion.”

“Note: Since you have no ‘important person or object,’ the threshold for passing the check is reduced by 50.”

A die appeared in Luo Jie’s hand. Despite his doubts, he had no choice but to roll it.

“1d100=84, check passed, you are unaffected by the illusion.”

Time resumed its flow around him, and a sudden sharp pain pierced Luo Jie’s mind, as if some shackles had been broken.

At this moment, six of his twelve companions approached the crucifix and knelt, whispering names filled with sorrow.

Upon reflection, Luo Jie realized these names were those of people profoundly important to each of them.

“Could it be this?” With his prodigious intellect, Luo Jie connected the dots in an instant, understanding everything.

—This was technology capable of inducing hallucinations, making us see the monster on the cross as the most important person in our lives!

The very thought sent a chill down his spine.

Luo Jie had grown up in the Qidian Orphanage in Dragon Gate District, fatherless and motherless. Coupled with his recent catastrophic failure and death in the workplace, which left him friendless and mentorless, his life had become bleak and void of meaning.

Precisely because of this, Luo Jie had no one important to him, and thus remained unaffected by the hallucinations.

“This crucifix is a problem. Don’t look at it!” Luo Jie tried to warn his mercenary comrades, but it was already too late.

Nearly half of the mercenaries were caught in the illusion, kneeling before the crucifix and weeping madly.

***

Luo Jie tried to pull a kneeling mercenary away, but the man struggled violently, pushing Luo Jie to the ground.

Suddenly—

Flames!

The mercenaries who were not influenced by the illusion suddenly felt the temperature rise sharply around them. Turning around, they saw fierce tongues of fire bursting from every corner, swiftly turning the entire town into a fiery prison.

“What’s on fire? When did this happen?”

The clear-headed mercenaries’ faces darkened with gravity, while those trapped in their hallucinations remained oblivious, still kneeling and praying before the crucifix.

Within ten seconds, the flames had encircled the square where the mercenaries stood. It seemed as though the fire was coming for them specifically.

Seeing this, the lucid mercenaries abandoned their entranced comrades, hoisting their weapons and fleeing beyond the town’s outskirts.

After a moment’s hesitation, Luo Jie knocked one delirious teammate unconscious with the butt of his gun and carried him as he fled.

...

After reading the intelligence on “The Mirage Town of Illusions and Temptations,” Chen Shang opened the adjacent desert zone and exchanged 500 Breakdown Points for its intelligence:

[Region Code 0100: The Playground of the Void’s Offspring]

[Description: It is said that in ancient times, there existed an ancient entity capable of traversing the clouds and the void. It possessed a body the size of a planet and an appearance beyond human comprehension. Even glimpsing a part of its form would plunge humans into disorientation and madness.

Fortunately, it has passed away, leaving only a few offspring behind. In the skies above this desert, the youngest of its progeny is sealed.

To this entity, crushing ants may be its sole remaining pastime. Its hearing is keen; whenever ants quarrel below, it can hear and manifest.]

“So that’s how it is,” Chen Shang nodded in sudden understanding, feeling as though he had transformed from a clueless pioneer into a player equipped with a strategy guide.

Though unaware of what the Breakdown Core had been through in recent days, it had indeed unlocked a valuable asset for him.

“By the way, how did you come by this information?” Chen Shang asked curiously. “If you’d told me sooner, would I have had to struggle so much?”

The next moment, a string of blood-red words appeared before his eyes:

[He and I have reached a temporary cooperation.]

“Huh?” Chen Shang frowned. “Explain who he is.”

[He has been waiting for you, but whether you choose to meet him is your own decision. This core will neither guide nor coerce you.]

“Neither guiding nor coercing?” Chen Shang laughed aloud.

“If a system this lazy appeared in an online novel, readers would roast it alive.”

[Firstly, this core cannot force you. If you got serious, you could crush this core barehanded, ending us both.]

[Secondly, you should have already understood the nature of this core. It will not compel you to do anything; it merely guides you to bring breakdown and destruction to this world.]

“So who exactly created you and installed you inside me?” Seeing the Breakdown Core unusually talkative, Chen Shang pressed on.

“Do you mind telling me who orchestrated all this?”

[...]

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