Chapter 2: Monster?

  A gloomy atmosphere!

  Endless darkness! Zhou Bo couldn't even feel his own existence. Is this really the world of death? It's indeed terrifying enough.

  "Is anyone there?" Zhou Bo yelled in this dark space.

  Unfortunately, all around was empty and silent, without a single sound, not even an echo, a dead silence.

  "Wooo, is anyone there? Teacher Cang, are you there? Miss Maria? Sister Lan? YiYi?" Zhou Bo called out one name after another with deep emotion, but unfortunately, there was never a response. These names seemed to be the most deeply etched in Zhou Bo's memory, those were all girls he had downloaded before, forever preserved in his F-drive hidden folder. Unfortunately, by now, these girls had also left Zhou Bo one by one.

  Sad Zhou Bo, like a pitiful little raccoon, hid in the corner, drawing circles and cursing that damned guy, Grass Mud Horse's grandma. If it weren't for that brat, he wouldn't have been so unlucky, even though he had done many bad things. At this moment, Zhou Bo deeply missed his ordinary body.

  Just as Zhou Bo was feeling sad, a dazzling light suddenly appeared in front of him. The sudden brightness even stung Zhou Bo's eyes. His entire body became extremely hot in the next moment, and the feeling was like boiling water, making him feel extremely uncomfortable and suffering intense pain. Under such severe pain, Zhou Bo couldn't help but let out a mournful cry like a slaughtered pig.

  Damn it, I didn't do anything bad, just broke up a few hundred couples... uh, maybe even over a thousand, but that's not worth suffering so much, is it? Is this going to send myself to hell or something?

  After a severe bout of pain, Zhou Bo's happy dizziness passed out.

  In the daze, a vague voice seemed to come from beside Zhou Bo's ear.

  "Ding, system alert, main system has been invaded by a virus, unknown organisms have appeared, please handle urgently... Warning, unknown organisms have invaded, please handle urgently."

  "Ding, system prompt, player Zhou Bo has officially entered the Soul Realm. Identity verification in progress... Identity confirmed. Property verification in progress... Property is zero, randomly assigning lowest-level identity..."

  The faint voice did not attract Zhou Bo's attention, because at this time, Zhou Bo had already fallen into a coma.

  Soul Realm, where your identity is determined by the distribution of wealth. The more property you have, the more noble your status will be. If you have nothing, then you are just a beggar's fate. Although it is cruel and unfair, if identities were distributed fairly at random, wouldn't that be unfair to those who are wealthy? After all, the development of Soul Realm was supported by large sums from almost everyone in the world with some property, and not many people are willing to continue living in this dirty world.

  It's just that this property isn't about how much money you have in your account, although the money is indeed yours. However, you must go to a notary public and get it notarized before you can obtain an identity at the Soul Center. Unfortunately, Zhou Bo was directly killed and had no money on him, so it's easy to imagine what kind of identity poor Zhou Bo could get...

  His body seemed somewhat uncomfortable, as if something was stuck in it, making Zhou Bo feel quite annoyed. He subconsciously made a habitual movement, twisting his buttocks and shaking his hips, but this action directly caused Zhou Bo's body to become unstable for a moment, and the next instant, his body began to free fall.

  At this moment, the sudden feeling of weightlessness finally woke Zhou Bo from his coma. He opened his sleepy eyes to a piercing light that instantly pierced into his eyes, causing a sharp stinging sensation. For a moment, everything in front of him was a dull white, and he experienced temporary blindness.

  What is that thing? That round and red thing in the sky? How come I've never seen it before?

  That is...

  Oh, sun...

  Suddenly, Zhou Bo felt a surge of hot tears welling up in his eyes. The sun? That's the sun! It's the legendary sun that only exists in myths! He never thought that after he died, he would still have the chance to see the sun again. In the real world, pollution was too severe, and there was no way to penetrate through the thick clouds to see the sun high up in the sky. This was Zhou Bo's first time seeing such a realistic sun.

  Could it be that even after death, there are still such benefits? The underworld is actually so wonderful?

  Forgive this poor guy, he hasn't fully reacted yet, and even subconsciously forgot that he's doing a free fall.

  Suddenly, the ground around him shook violently, and a sharp pain came from his thick buttocks, making Zhou Bo grit his teeth in agony. Damn it, it really hurts!

  But this pain also made Zhou Bo finally come back to his senses, looking at the sun in the sky, a smile involuntarily cracked open on the corner of his mouth. The sunlight was a bit dazzling, and Zhou Bo slightly raised his arm, a fluffy palm appeared in front of him...

  When I saw that palm... no, it should be said that it was a paw.

  That's not your original palm, at least there aren't so many long hairs on your hand.

  Zhou Bo was slightly stunned, and a bad premonition emerged in his heart. He lowered his head slightly, and before his eyes, everything was dark.

  His entire body was covered in a mixture of black and white fur, his hands and feet had transformed into thick claws at some point, and his whole body was now fluffy. Dammit, what kind of monster had he turned into?! Zhou Bo hadn't even been able to react to this sudden blow, his original body may have been too ordinary, but at least it was human. But now, his own body had transformed into an unknown monster? This was an outcome that Zhou Bo absolutely could not accept.

  His mouth was wide open, Zhou Bo wanted to speak, but the words reached his lips and suddenly turned into a low hum, even the power of speech was ruthlessly stripped away...

  Heartless howls, indignant roars, although the so-called underworld is not as terrifying as imagined, but becoming a monster himself, unable to speak, all kinds of punishments still make Zhou Bo feel endless despair and madness. He constantly wails, screams, venting his anger and despair in his heart, he would rather die completely than become what he is now. Sometimes, being alive is not a blessing, but a suffering.

  "Damn it, what thing is making a racket here and disturbing my cultivation!"

  At this moment, a gloomy voice suddenly came from beside, a man in green clothes, with a long braid on his head, and a long sword hanging from his waist, looked exactly like the young hero in TV shows, but the cruel and sinister look in his eyes turned that young hero into a terrifying devil.