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As a result, he now knows almost nothing about himself except that he is dead.
At this point, realizing that the vending machine was unattended, the passengers waiting for the bus began to crowd together and frantically grab the items.
After all, it's free, so not taking it would be like losing out.
"Get out of the way! Don't surround me! Let me out!"
The shouting interrupted Xia Yan's thoughts.
Xia Yan looked up and saw a thug with dyed yellow hair who looked like a hooligan being surrounded by people frantically grabbing goods, unable to move.
He was the first person to go and collect the goods.
Because of greed, he wanted to take more things and failed to leave in time, and was now surrounded by others.
"Since you're making such a fuss, I'll use you as an experiment."
The next second, billowing black smoke emanated from Xia Yan's body, filled with boundless malice.
Although Xia Yan's appearance did not change, he exuded an evil aura under the swirling black smoke, and he didn't look like a good person at all.
It's just like a top-tier cursed spirit.
Against this backdrop of pitch-black malice, even characters like Sadako and Kayako appeared kind and approachable in front of Natsuhiko.
However, no one could see this scene.
Xia Yan pushed his way through the crowded thug and walked up to him, pinching his arm.
"Hey——"
There were cries of pain.
The thug, feeling the pain, instinctively rolled up his sleeve, revealing a handprint-shaped bruise on his arm, looking as if it had been forcefully pinched.
"Who did this?! You son of a bitch, step forward right now! I'll kill you!"
"I see. So, if one harbors intense malice, this destructive power can extend to the human body..."
Ignoring the rioting crowd, Xia Yan continued his analysis after returning to normal.
A bus arrived, and everyone boarded. Only Xia Yan remained standing on the platform, as darkness gradually fell.
Looking at the shattered glass of the vending machine scattered all over the ground, Xia Yan waved his hand.
As if time had reversed, the glass that had been trampled to pieces returned to the vending machine.
Apart from the fact that the vending machine was completely empty, it was as if nothing had happened.
"Magic can be used normally."
After confirming that he could repair items at will, Xia Yan began the next step of testing.
The next moment, the blood vessels and veins around Xia Yan's eyes suddenly bulged, adding a touch of ferocity and evil to his handsome face.
He stared at the unfortunate vending machine, and an invisible force erupted, creating a storm that, under Xia Yan's control, tore the vending machine to pieces.
"Wow~, what kind of 'eye roll' and 'pressure' is this? This is clearly 'electric eye' that's intimidating!"
Xia Yan casually repaired the pile of unrecognizable iron filings on the ground into an automatic receiving machine, muttered a complaint, and started the next test.
Black particles emanated from Xia Yan's body, coalesced, and finally transformed into a tall, humanoid monster with a jet-black body, wings on its back.
After the monster appeared, under Xia Yan's instructions, it first passed through the wall, and then scratched the bus stop sign hard, leaving four deep scratch marks.
"The black ghost can also be summoned, and its state seems to be exactly the same as the evil spirit form I just saw. It can affect physical entities."
I casually repaired the damaged bus stop sign and canceled the Black Ghost bus.
A pair of magnificent, jet-black wings unfurled behind Xia Yan, making his entire ghost look like a fallen angel, exuding a sense of fallen holiness.
"My Stand ability is perfectly normal; it's just that I've become the Stand myself."
"As expected, Star Platinum is just an evil spirit. Jotaro is the Stand, and the hat is the real thing!"
Xia Yan idly made up stories about his own good son in another world, just to amuse himself.
After all, he doesn't have much to do right now.
"However, even though I already knew this in the [space], I'm still a little unwilling..." Bu.
What should a car filled with evil spirits be called? (Chapter 230)
"Ninjutsu, Ripple, and Breathing Techniques are completely unusable!"
Xia Yan said with some regret.
Although "chakra" is a unique product of the Naruto world, it is an imported product brought by the Otsutsuki clan, an alien family.
However, its essence is still a mixture of life energy and spiritual energy.
While Xia Yan cannot directly synthesize chakra, he can simultaneously manipulate spiritual and life energy, using physical and mental strength to unleash ninjutsu.
This even allows them to skip the hand seal step and release the power directly without even clapping their hands.
Even Hashirama Senju said it was good.
However, when it came to the ghost Xia Yan, things went awry.
Unlike Natsuhiko from Demon Slayer, who was trapped in a human body due to the laws of the world and unable to unleash his spiritual power.
The reason why the ghost Xia Yan cannot be released is entirely due to his own reasons.
Because he has no life energy.
Life energy represents the body's energy.
He doesn't even have a physical body now; he's in a pure soul state, so naturally, there's no such thing as life energy for him.
"After all, I'm already dead, and my whole family went with me..."
"Good heavens, now the household registration is completely empty, not even a single page is left. I wonder who will inherit the estate..."
Xia Yan muttered to himself, somewhat bored.
His current mindset is probably the most Buddhist among all Xia Yans, even more so than the wanderer Xia Yan who has been living a secluded life with his wife and raising children since activating the system.
It could even be described as complete abandonment.
Unlike other Xia Yans who have lofty ideals and ambitions and are all incredibly capable, he is currently in a state of aimlessness.
After all, Xia Yan can't even get his hands on a girl right now.
We can't just follow Ning Caichen's example and go to sleep with ghosts.
The problem is that the ghosts in this world look too terrifying, and he just can't bring himself to kill them!
He did want to conquer the world, but he was just an evil spirit, and no one could even see him, so what was the point of conquering anything?
We can't just be idly planning a global catastrophe, can we?
He may have been unlucky, but he wouldn't go so far as to take revenge on society.
Besides, even if he wanted to, he wouldn't have the ability.
"Oh, right! I remember that the Hermit's Purple could bring some kind of revelation through thought and writing, let's give it a try..."
Thinking of this, a jet-black feather drifted down and landed in Xia Yan's hand, transforming into a photograph.
The photo shows a bus that looks very ordinary.
However, the car was filled with demons and monsters.
"Huh? What's this? A hearse drift?"
Just as Xia Yan was wondering about the photo in his hand, a bus slowly pulled up to the bus stop, and a few passengers got off.
The empty carriage didn't feel deserted at all.
Although there was no one there, almost every seat was occupied by a ghost.
Unlike the honest and simple-minded ghosts who were lining up to be eaten by the big-mouthed monster, these ghosts each had a rather peculiar style.
It looks like a character actor borrowed from the neighboring 2.5-jo Satoru for a cameo appearance.
The scene before him was exactly the same as the photo in his hand.
"Wow, are they planning to go clubbing at a graveyard as a group?"
Looking at the car full of demons and monsters, Xia Yan's lips twitched slightly.
"But since I don't know where to go or what to do anyway, I might as well go up and take a look since it's a written revelation..."
Thinking of this, Xia Yan casually tossed the photo aside and went straight up through the back door.
After the photo left my hand, it turned into black mist and drifted away.
When the evil spirits saw someone get on the bus, they all looked up and stared at Xia Yan. After discovering that he was also an evil spirit, they lost interest and muttered something to themselves like human parrots.
Xia Yan wasn't particularly concerned about the ramblings of these freakish evil spirits.
There was no desire to investigate further.
Although they seem to have a tiny bit more self-awareness than those honest, obedient ghosts who line up to be fed, these evil spirits still don't seem very smart.
The kind that has absolutely no communication skills.
Xia Yan casually found a seat by the window and sat down.
I gazed at the scenery outside the window, feeling somewhat bored.
The bus, with only the driver present, started moving again.
It inevitably brings to mind strange tales about last buses or subways that are not meant for the living.
However, it doesn't really have much to do with this car.
After all, this isn't the last train.
Although it was getting dark, there were still nearly five hours until the last bus.
It was just a coincidence that this carload of monsters and demons was there.
Lost in thought, the bus pulled up at the bus stop again.
A girl in a high school uniform walked up.