Chapter 71 The Wandering Guide to Chaos Hell: Gammeniti

Author: Going to the Winter

Chapter 71 The Wandering Guide to Chaos Hell: Gammeniti

“No one suggested you go to Gammeniti.

I mean no one is there.

Please do not go to Gammeniti.

If you agree with this, please skip the following paragraph.

Is there anyone else now?

OK.

The rest of friends.

Come with me.

Take a deep breath.

Inhale.

Inhaling - air.

Suck as deep as you can.

suck.

suck.

suck.

Then exhale.

Exhale.

vomit.

vomit.

vomit.

vomit.

Exhale - breath.

You can vomit a little more.

Now I count three numbers-

1

2

3

3

3

I said 3.

I've said 3.

Then now-

Hello you.

Hello you!!!

You guys-

The real brave, adventurer, violent maniac, outlaw, gambling stick, scientific madman, road deaf, sleepwalker, clone mirror, one too far away, social marginalist, new god, dream shaving master, people's silencer, fool, victim of fate spell, accident of teleportation failure, lone wolf, egalitarian, rock star, sales with serious underperformance, arcane scientist, mental illness, sign-in obsessive-compulsive disorder, skepticist, roadside pebbles that suddenly develop self-awareness-

The guys who insist on whether one plus one equals two, the guys who insist that one plus one must equal forty two, the guys who care nothing, the guys who don’t accept anything, the guys who try to take over everything, the guys who want to give up all the guys, the guys who fear everything, the guys who are empty-headed, the guys who explode in their hearts-

Hello you.

Hello you guys!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Gammeniti welcomes you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ahem.

Now that we have already said this, we must ignore this obvious fact:

You can only enter Gammeniti when you die.

Then we have to assume that this is extremely slight possibility under normal circumstances:

You really want to go to Gammeniti.

Travel, sweep, dazed, wander, mining, make friends, lick the floor, look up dictionary, do handicrafts, geology, leave the world, feel love, bring destruction, lend a helping hand, enhance magic, fill the amount of hair, assassinate the president (friendly reminder, Gammeniti has no president), escape colorism, supplement the brown content in the field of vision, or what to do.

No matter what you are here for.

I believe that before you come here, you may have mastered some common sense about it.

Don't tell me you don't.

Don't tell me you know nothing.

Ahem.

joke.

If you know everything, that is the real disaster.

Inhale.

Inhale.

Inhale.

I said I was myself.

Because I'm about to do all my strength-

Provide information for you cute guys.

Gammeniti's intelligence.

Now I count three numbers.

Biu~

I've finished counting.

The following is information at the level of common sense:

Gammeniti's essence is actually a two-star concentration camp that stores, manages, and handles the soul.

I believe you already know what I'm talking about.

No, don't rush to start comparing.

The point is not how many stars it is.

The point is that it is now the only soul concentration camp in Chaos Hell.

The concentration camps in a plane are mutually exclusive, I think you know.

Have you ever seen tadpoles? I mean the kind of thing that has a black ball on one side and a short tail on the other side, which will turn into a frog when it grows up.

Have you ever seen frogs?

No. No. Frogs should forget it.

I can't put everything in this book.

Where have we talked about?

tadpole.

right.

Please let me talk about tadpoles.

If you put a lot of tadpoles in a teacup (have you seen teacups?), they will eat each other, and that's what the Soul Concentration Camp is.

I mean tadpoles, not teacups.

Soul concentration camps are like tadpoles, which will eat each other's things.

I think you guys must have guessed it.

Think of it.

For a plane, everyone can work together to build a shared soul concentration camp. Then manage it together, standardize it, and reduce waste and conflict.

I mean:
To be continued...