I am a Scarecrow and the Demon Lord of Terror!

Rattle!

"The entire family should be neat and tidy!"

After the middle-aged man heard Flanders's words, he clenched his fists in anger.

He first came before the white-haired old man, and after confirming that the old man was alive and well, he also took off his clothes!

He also had five chains on his body.

"Hobbes, Stop! You can't beat master!"

"What! Dad, you call him master. I won't allow the Scott family to call others master!"

"Come on, either kill me or I'll kill you! Show me your weapon, young man!"

"Sigh!" The white-haired old man knew his son's character. In the end, he sighed and gave up trying to dissuade him.

He could only pray in his heart that his master would not kill his son. He had already lost a grandson. He did not want to lose his son too.

With bloodshot eyes, Wodehouse hugged Hobbes.

"Dad! Stop fighting, you can't beat master!"

"Shut up! Unfilial son!"

After saying that, Hobbes pushed Wodehouse away, and the powerful force caused him to fall to the ground.

Hobbes was in a battle stance, and he was observing the young man in front of him.

Once the young man showed any weakness, he would pounce on him like a lion.

When Hobbes came over, he was connected to the five-colored light by Flanders.

Flanders stared at Hobbes. Hobbes looked at the young man in front of him calmly. He could not figure out the young man's tricks.

Hobbes did not move either. As time went by, Hobbes found that his physical strength was rapidly decreasing.

By the time he realized it, it was already too late. He was easily subdued by Flanders.

He sent over two scarecrows, one black and one green. Soon, he submitted to Flanders.

The three of them respectfully invited Flanders to the manor's living room and instructed the servants to prepare a sumptuous feast.

He did not know what master liked, but it was not important!

It was not strange to be courteous to others!

After sitting down, Flanders began to research the latest skill he had obtained. This research did not matter. The more Flanders looked at it, the more he liked this skill.

[Seven Chains of Desire: Using one's own desires as a guide, one can cultivate seven different desires. Every time one cultivates a desire, one will have an additional chain of the power of desire. With every additional chain, one's strength will be doubled, and the strength of two chains will increase twofold. After cultivating seven chains, one will breaking through A rank, reaching S rank.]

This skill should not exist in this world. This skill was too abnormal.

As long as one was an intelligent creature, seven types of desires would inevitably be generated. As long as one had desires, they would receive damage from the seven chains of desire.

Flanders immediately bought a skill upgrade scroll from the system store and immediately used it!

He had a very good idea. Through the skill upgrade scroll, he could raise the Seven Chains of Desire to the maximum level. When that time came, the seven chains would surround him.

If he could directly break through to S+ rank, would he not be able to walk unhindered on Blue Planet?!

However, the system notification was a huge slap to Flanders's face. He had received a system notification.

[Ding! The Seven Chains of Desire is too special. The skill upgrade scroll is unable to take effect. Host, please focus on your cultivation.]

The moment he saw the system notification, Flanders really wanted to throw away the skill upgrade scroll in his hand.

He raised his hand but could not bear to do so. In the end, he put the scroll back into the system space, just in case he needed it.

The three generations of the Scott family looked at Flanders quietly. They could not figure out Flanders's personality, so they could only obvserve him quietly.

Seeing the three people in front of him not moving, Flanders felt that they were really bored.

"You don't have to be like this. I'm controlling you. As long as you don't do anything to harm me, you can do whatever you want."

After hearing Flanders's words, the three of them heaved a sigh of relief in their hearts. They finally understood the basic attitude of their master towards them.

After understanding their master's attitude, the rest was easy.

With Flanders's current strength, he no longer needed to eat.

His Perfect Transformation had once again caused him to develop a strong interest in food.

Seeing the servants serving him dishes one after another, he could not help but want to eat and drink again.

He invited the three of them to sit down, and the three of them chatted as they ate.

"I have a question for you. Why did your family choose to stay in the Mystery Valley?"

The father and son looked at each other, and Hobbes spoke.

"Respected master, our family chose to stay in the Mystery Valley because of our family's inherited skill, the Seven Chains of Desire."

"Ever since the ancestor discovered this skill, no one has been able to break through the sixth chains."

"Later on, the ancestor discovered the Mystery Valley. The mist in the valley is very helpful to the cultivation of the Seven Chains of Desire."

"Then did your ancestor break through the sixth chain?"

"No! In the past 500 years, the family has produced all kinds of geniuses. No matter how hard they tried, they were unable to break through the sixth chain."

After listening to Hobbes's introduction, Flanders felt that he might be able to break through the sixth chain.

'Who am I? I'm the man chosen by the system. Breaking through a skill level is easy.'

Flanders was filled with confidence towards this.

After finishing his meal, Flanders recalled that the Scott family had captured many white strange creatures.

"Bring me to see the white strange creatures you've captured!"

The three generations of his grandfather and grandson accompanied Flanders to the dungeon of Scott Manor.

The dungeon was extremely huge, and it actually extended to the fourth level underground.

The white strange creatures in each level were different, and the C rank white strange creatures in the first level underground were locked up.

The A rank white strange creatures were locked up in the third level underground, and more than 300 white strange creatures were locked up in this dungeon.

Of the seven A rank white strange creatures, there were three of them here. The rest were B rank and C rank strange creatures.

The last level was for training white strange creatures. They would receive all sorts of stimulation here, turning from lazy strange creatures into bloodthirsty strange creatures.

Looking at the various torture instruments and medicine jars on the last level, Flanders really did not like this place.

It was too primitive! How could he use such a low-level method to create fear? He was directly creating fear in the enemy's heart.

In the end, the enemy would become his sheep. This was the method that high-level players should have.

Flanders completely looked down on the fourth floor.

"Don't do this to the white strange creatures in the future!"

"Yes, master!"

"Release them all!"

"Yes, master!"

All the strange creatures in the dungeon were possessed by Flanders's scarecrows. All that was left was time to harvest.

These 300 strange creatures would constantly give him fear points.

"Who are you? If you tell us to leave, will we leave?"

"That's right, that's right! There's food and drink here, and the environment is very comfortable. I don't want to leave!"

Hearing someone tell them to leave, all the white strange creatures were unhappy.