The higher you go, the steeper the angle becomes, and it's a bit difficult to climb.
There was a full moon hanging outside, and the black cat looked up as if it was running towards the moon. Compared to the elegance of each step, it looked strangely... dignified.
In the last short distance, the black cat leaped nimbly and landed steadily.
Just now, when it was in mid-air, the mimic octopus held its tail tightly to prevent itself from falling. Now it climbed onto the black cat's clean back, wanting to bury its entire head in it: what a soft touch!
The joy of successfully leaving the hospital made Wen Shi not care too much about the slippery feeling on his back. After experiencing this damn tour group, he had a feeling that he would not think about traveling again for a long time.
The old lady came up with a mirror. Wen Shi turned around and saw the state of his transformed body clearly for the first time in the dirty mirror.
It really looks like it's very nice to knead. Even he, who has no special preference for small animals, wants to touch its smooth fur.
There was a cool breeze outside.
The bus took dozens of minutes to get there, so walking wasn't an option. Taking a taxi late at night wasn't a wise decision either, so Wen Shi jumped onto a nearby bench for a quick rest.
The old lady sat down next to it. From her perspective, the moonlight poured down on the cat, and it seemed as if something deeper was flowing out of the black cat along with the moonlight.
Finally, the black cat opened its mouth and asked a question that humans could never avoid: "What do you think about life and death?"
The old lady said without hesitation: "Let it be."
Her naturally soft voice has a soothing power.
Wen Shi made a hypothesis: "What if one day, I die young?"
"I'll find a way to revive you." The old lady answered even more decisively than before.
"…" What happened to letting things take their course?
The old lady is no longer a human being in essence, and her way of thinking is like that of a monster. What she calls "letting nature take its course" is the natural law of the survival of the fittest.
Wen Shi has a more traditional way of thinking. In his eyes, nature refers to natural cause and effect.
When it comes to the understanding of life and death, Wen Shi is destined to find it difficult to find a common understanding with his family. After all, he is deeply influenced by his adoptive father, and even the way he looks at things has continued.
Plop.
Wen Shi looked in the direction of the sound and it seemed like some sound came from the other side of the suspension bridge.
B2 floor, next to the suspension bridge.
The ones who jumped down one after another were Li Nan and others who had just come out of the mirror space.
They completed one more task in the mirror space and obtained relatively complete clues. They knew that the iron chain could not be touched. After coming out, several people jumped directly into the abyss.
"Playing tricks." The young man complained about the sign of Naihe Bridge with disgust, and used a steel pipe to disperse the faceless people around him to get relatively more air circulation.
Yu Xingzhou looked around but did not see any trace of Wen Shi.
The boy didn't worry about Wen Shi's survival at all: "He must have gone out."
As early as when they were calling out to the souls in the Mirror House, the original body didn't call out anything, proving that Wen Shi had a natural resistance to mirror-type ghosts, and he himself had not copied this ability, so it could only be a new function developed by the other party in this copy.
"hateful."
The young man frowned. Everyone was playing the same game. Didn't this prove that the original body had left him far behind again?
Mobile phones have regained their usefulness here. Li Nan is crowded among a group of faceless people, typing quickly on the screen.
Yu Xingzhou: "The rules here have nothing to do with mobile phones, right?"
Li Nan said without even looking up, "We'll go straight out after we get ashore. I'll contact Shadow and tell him the correct way out. I'll ask him to bring me a bottle of God-level Evolution Liquid."
Both parties had used promise props beforehand, and these were written into the treaty. If one party discovered the storage location of the evolutionary fluid, it would need to help the other party bring it along.
Yu Xingzhou suddenly became very curious about where his shadow would rebel.
Li Nan was well aware of the other party's confusion and calmly answered: "Restraint."
In many things, he has been restraining himself, but his shadow is different. He indulges himself and wants to cause chaos in the world. However, the premise of all indulgence is based on survival.
Survival is the first priority.
This is the common understanding between the shadow and the original body.
As the two were talking, Yu Xingzhou keenly sensed something was wrong. He looked up and saw a black cat appear on the edge of the suspension bridge above.
It was the first time he had seen such a pure black species. It felt like a dark night. The moment his eyes met the cat's, Yu Xingzhou narrowed his eyes and thought of something: "Pei Wenwei?"
Pei Wenwei can transform into a half-human, half-cat appearance. Considering that he mentioned the mission upgrade when he was talking about his experience on the negative first floor, Yu Xingzhou opened his mouth tentatively and called out.
"You'll have to wait another twenty minutes." The black cat nodded proudly. "When the brain monster's nerves start radiating randomly, you can just follow the veins and climb up."
As the cat spoke, it wrapped a bottle of evolution liquid in its tail and threw it towards the boy, who caught it accurately.
Black Cat: "You're welcome."
Wen Shi had heard what Li Nan said before, and knowing that the other party had a way, he did not give him any more.
The boy once again realized that he was a gigolo.
The brain monster's eating time was quite regular. After about twenty minutes, the familiar earthquake occurred.
The black cat stepped back. This time, from its perspective, it could observe everything clearly. Its nerves were squeezing through every tiny crack like a needle. A creature as unique as the Brain Monster might be found nowhere else in the entire dungeon. It used a portion of the True Spirit's essence as its heart and lacked a specific monstrous form.
Li Nan and Yu Xingzhou were both quite physically fit, the former using spider silk as a tool, making him a bit faster. Compared to them, the young man was a bit more embarrassed, relying on his incomplete transformation to barely avoid being thrown away by his angry nerves.
He struggled to climb up, with nothing but scarlet nerves. When he looked up, he saw the black cat looking down at him.
"You're so slow."
A precise strike at a warm time.
"Fuck." The steel pipe in his hand became a burden at this time.
Wen Shi kindly stepped on a nerve and walked down, helped him roll up the steel pipe and transported it to the top. He was very steady throughout the whole process, and it was no exaggeration to say that he was a natural acrobatic master.
The boy once again witnessed the disparity between his original self and his shadow.
The three of them came up one after another, and after taking a few breaths of fresh air, the fatigue in their eyes dissipated a little.
The boy suddenly felt a sense of realization: "It's over."
Wen Shi's transformed body still had some time to disappear. He didn't like talking with his head tilted up, so he jumped onto the boy's shoulder and resumed his original sitting position. "Does the game say you can enter the virtual world?"
calm.
For the sake of the God-level Evolution Liquid, the young man tried hard not to throw the weight on his shoulders.
"No," he said coldly, "but I can go to different dungeons and have freelance status. The game doesn't guarantee safety unless you work for it."
NPCs with the status of formal employees will be further protected by the game.
The copy is different from reality, it is multidimensional.
It's possible to walk from one stop to the next into another world, filled with dangers and different species along the way. Despite this, the boy had no intention of working for the game. He had memories of Wen Shi and always felt that this "game tycoon" was always on the verge of bankruptcy.
"I see." The black cat curled its tail and thought about the possibility of Song Yan entering the virtual world.
From the perspective of the True Spirit, the other party should hope that Song Yan's identity as a player can be continued, so that it will be easier for the True Spirit to obtain more information about the real world through the incarnation.
Wen Shi could more or less feel that Zhen Ling had different feelings towards the world where his father had last lived.
As the black cat pondered, the boy finally lost his patience and said, "Can you please stop sitting on my shoulders?"
This sitting posture made the black cat appear taller than the boy, and the arrogant look in his eyes almost confirmed his identity as a slave owner.
With it around, the boy always feels dominated.
The black cat jumped down.
As soon as he landed, Li Nan suddenly bent down and looked at him: "Where are your clothes?"
"..." Wen Shi didn't know whether to say that his thinking was the same as that of ordinary people or different. When other people saw him, including the little octopus, they would subconsciously ignore this problem.
"Games are intelligent."
It can even create missiles out of nothing, let alone a few pieces of clothing.
"Oh." This was the only question Li Nan had, he didn't even ask where Song Yan had gone.
Everyone left through the back door. The old lady didn't like crowds, so they didn't go to the bench. Instead, they gathered at the iron gate. Occasionally, they could see running shadows in the hospital corridor in front of them.
Following them, the shadow of Li Nan came out. What was incredible was that the other party appeared with Xiaohua.
Xiaohua had half of her ear cut off, but she acted like nothing had happened and didn't even bother bandaging it. She grinned and said, "My shadow is really rubbish, it's not even as cruel as me."
She had chosen the same mission as Yu Xingzhou. Shadow Li Nan had witnessed the woman's murder when he passed by, and now he looked at Yu Xingzhou with a strange look in his eyes. As a shadow, he couldn't understand why anyone would be willing to work with such a subordinate.
Yu Xingzhou was very calm and asked Xiaohua and Yingzi Linan why they were walking together.
Xiaohua's nails were stained red with blood. "He happened to be there when I killed Yingzi. He wanted to use the body to distract the security guards on the first floor. The front door was locked, so I had to squeeze down the elevator with him."
Lock the door?
The black cat snorted twice in dissatisfaction. These night security guards not only waited for the opportunity, but also tried to catch the turtle in the jar.
Xiaohua wanted to study the mysterious black cat in detail, but she encountered a supernatural being first.
The bones had been shrunk for too long, and after returning to their original form, Wenshi stretched lazily. Xiaohua's red lips opened wide, and even with blood flowing from her ears, she clapped her hands and exclaimed, "Amazing."
She didn't know about the upgrade of Wenshi's mission. She just thought it was a benefit given by the game based on the original body transformation because the thief mission was successful.
On the bench, the old lady waved to Wen Shi, who walked over. Xiao Hua looked at his back and sighed, "The darling of the game."
Ever since learning that a group of monsters wanted to resurrect another person in Wen Shi, Yu Xingzhou felt that Ji Yuanzhi was not blind. He slightly corrected him and said, "Pei Wenwei is a bit miserable."
"…"
Xiaohua blinked. Has the president's brain finally gone bad?
She grinned happily and thought, is that bringing the day when her fantasy will come true any closer?
The old lady over there called Wen Shi over to get her blood.
At first, Wen Shi rolled up his sleeves as the other party asked, not knowing why. The old lady pressed lightly with her fingertips, and there was a sharp pain like a needle prick. The drawn blood was sealed by the black air.
"You are…"
The old lady said: "My dear grandson, even if something happens to you, I still have a chance to summon your soul."
As he spoke, he lightly stroked his finger and took a small bunch of hair from Wen Shi's head.
The old lady had this idea because of Wen Shi's previous discussion about life and death.
Wen Shi couldn't laugh anymore. Not to mention the old lady, Jian Qingrong and A Sang had both clearly expressed their desire to save his life through the virus.
The little octopus stared at the scene, wondering if he should also prepare early. Wen Shi almost got goosebumps when he was looked at. He handed the turtle man evolution liquid given by Song Yan to Big Eyes, trying to distract the other party's attention.
"You might as well study the secret of the turtle people's longevity."
The little octopus was much easier to fool than Jian Qingrong, so he accepted his suggestion.
Wen Shi suddenly remembered that another new human bug had not come out yet. After asking the little octopus to confirm whether there was any remaining god-level evolution liquid, he sent a message, saying that if the other party could not find it, he could come out directly.
"You can't protect them like your cubs," the little octopus said earnestly. "We've basically cleared out all the dangers on the second floor below ground level. Anyone with a bit of common sense can get something out."
It also places a strong emphasis on the word brain.
A person without brains is not worthy of standing next to Wen Shi.
The newcomer hasn't replied yet. His insect body makes it difficult for him to do anything, including answering the phone.
"A little sleepy." Wen Shi put away his phone, his muscles aching all over.
The teddy bear Ji Yuanzhi had gifted him was quite practical. He adjusted his posture and rested against it for a short nap. A little after five in the morning, the silence was broken by a faint, clattering sound. Wen Shi cracked his eyes open and spotted several figures not far away. A newcomer worm wiggled its way towards him, and before Wen Shi could ask any questions, it displayed the evolutionary fluid it had obtained.
As the incarnation of the true spirit, the newcomer worm was not pulled into the mirror space by the green man, but he did not see through the conspiracy of the suspension bridge and relied entirely on the advantages of a reptile to crawl over.
After hearing this experience, Wen Shi felt that this was a person with high luck.
He stood up and took a quick look. Players generally had a higher survival rate. Shadows were evil, but in terms of scheming and exploiting human nature, players were even more ruthless. Most importantly, they were more cooperative than the self-centered Shadows.
The newcomer Bug asked for advice: "Should we go out?"
The sun rises early in Sunset Town, and employees will soon come to work. It is not a good idea to gather here.
Wen Shi looked at the time: "Wait another twenty minutes."
He wasn't waiting for the remaining tourists, but the tour guide. It would be a dereliction of duty for the tour guide to abandon the tourists in the hospital.
Time ticked by, and not just him, but everyone else waited and watched. Players and shadows maintained their usual level of mutual vigilance, fearing a last-minute counterattack from someone intent on a complete annihilation.
The moon's outline faded in the night sky, and the morning star grew brighter. Qian Lai's sudden shout jolted everyone to attention: "Guide!"
The lock on the gate disappeared, and the tour guide emerged from the main entrance, waving a small flag in her hand, just as she had when she came.
Everyone looked over with burning gazes. It was clearly the same face, but the tour guide no longer had the unfathomable depth that she had previously possessed in the core of the brain monster.
Among all the gazes, the tour guide was the first to look at Wen Shi. When she found that he was still alive, her face visibly turned pale. She didn't know why, but even though she had received the bribe and her previous bad feelings had subsided a little, she now felt an inexplicable anger in her heart. As soon as she saw Wen Shi, she had the illusion that she was very unfortunate.
"Everyone line up, we're going to take the bus back."
Everyone ignored the indifference in her voice and looked for the bus.
Almost at the same time, a horn sounded outside.
The tour guide led the team out.
One player suddenly asked: "What about the people still inside?"
The tour guide was unmoved: "The shuttle bus has a fixed departure time. If you can't come out for personal reasons, you can only walk back or take a bus at your own expense."
Wen Shi walked at the end of the line and glanced back before exiting the iron gate. The Sunset Red Plastic Surgery Hospital, a place synonymous with dirt and disorder, felt like a place with peeling, mottled walls and a pervasive air of decay. Standing at a window in the fourth-floor corridor, a tall figure, his horns striking, stood out. Even the approaching daylight couldn't penetrate the gloom.
Everything seemed to be forgotten in the past.
Wen Shi's mood suddenly became heavy. A slender tentacle beside him drilled into his palm, and the little octopus grew bigger, leading him forward.
On the way back, the lights in the car were still not on.
Wen Shi seemed to have his eyes closed, but he was actually using the [Mailbox] function in the property panel to write a letter to the host.
I just finished a fantastic trip, visiting another branch of Frank, and now I have a half-baked guess.
The monster imprisoned on the top floor of Frank is not without the energy to take care of the current situation of the hospital. They seem to be unable to reach a consensus on some things.
If one day in the future you successfully reach the depths of Frank Hospital and encounter an invincible monster, you can try to praise the first dean repeatedly, saying that you came here to admire his style.
If you encounter a soft-hearted monster, he might let you go.
Finally, I wish you good luck in your work.
Sincerely, Aaron.
After selecting the host as the recipient, Wen Shi sent the letter.
He looked out the window, remembering the host's words about a true spirit among his father's followers. He was probably thinking about the one he had met earlier. The true spirit had clearly informed him that someone was trying to resurrect his father through him, and his father seemed to have anticipated this, having specifically left a will to prevent it.
This constraint seems to be useful at the moment. Although this true spirit whose origin is a mirror is trying every possible means to carry out persecution, it has not restrained the Sheep Head Security Guard from letting people go.
Otherwise, he would probably just die on the fourth floor.
"Why me?"
Wen Shi frowned. Could it be that resurrection requires his parallel world self as a medium?
The tip of the tentacle poked him. Wen Shi was sitting in a double seat, and the octopus was sitting next to him. It was a little bigger and whispered, "If you're tired, you can rest on my head."
As he spoke, the big head moved a little towards him.
All his complicated feelings vanished as Wen Shixu smiled and refused.
When the car was about to arrive at the inn, the tour guide walked to the front and said: "Our itinerary has ended. Tourists who want to stay and sightsee can contact me to pay the difference..."
Having said that, she glanced at Wen Shi warily.
Wen Shi felt very wronged as he had been touched by the sheep-headed security guard's chains. Currently, his survival time in the dungeon is no more than twenty hours.
After confirming that Huo Hai had no intention of staying, the tour guide continued, "The return train will leave promptly at 10 o'clock. Please bring your IDs."
Xiaohua on the opposite side asked Yu Xingzhou if he wanted to go back. According to the tour guide, this copy should still be explored.
Many players were also whispering to each other, thinking about the feasibility of staying.
Only tourists can take the bus. Before getting on the bus, the old lady handed the mirror to the little octopus. At this moment, a question mark slowly emerged in the mirror.
Wen Shi knew what he meant and shook his head: "Don't go."
Noticing Qian Laiye also looking over here, he sighed, "Players who choose the thief mission are not eligible to participate."
Based on the time when Little Octopus and the others were wanted, by five or six o'clock this afternoon, the wanted order for the thieves would definitely spread to every corner of Sunset Town. Staying here would be like walking into a trap.
Qian Lai was also stunned after hearing this, probably because he didn't expect that there was a pitfall here.
The bus finally stopped at the entrance of the alley. A girl in a white dress stood in the shadows waiting. The first tour guide to get off was startled.
"Are you sick?"
It was not yet fully light, and if you didn't know, you would think it was a ghost floating around.
The girl ignored her and ran straight towards the boy, looking him up and down.
Great! Still alive.
There is no need to use a ball of thread to lock the soul of a voodoo doll.
He could read so much from her eyes, and the boy somewhat understood Wen Shi's helplessness. The two of them walked in front, while Wen Shi, who got off the car later, walked behind holding the little octopus. The scene was strange and harmonious.
It was not long before ten o'clock, so Wen Shi took a quick shower after returning to the inn, checked his ID card, and gathered at the inn door in advance.
Aside from Shadow, Xiaohua was the only one who didn't come down from the dungeon. It looked like she was going to stay and continue exploring the dungeon.
Yu Xingzhou was touched by the chains of the underworld and chose to go back.
The inn was not far from the train station. The tour guide saved money until the last minute and took the group there on foot. By then, the sun had risen and the entire Sunset Town had returned to its daily life.
The old lady was hiding in a secluded corner nearby waiting for Wen Shi, but she didn't expect that the young man who went to the ticket office to buy a ticket would arrive first.
The money for the tickets was still provided by Wen Shi, and the other party gave all the remaining money to him and the girl.
The boy couldn't get on the k6666 train exclusively for players, so he went to Turtle Man for a recommendation on a whim and finally bought a ticket to Sangmen Temple.
The ticket he bought was in the opposite direction of K6666. Wen Shi happened to walk over, glanced at the station name, raised an eyebrow and said, "Sangmen means disaster. Are you sure you want to go?"
The boy nodded.
Wen Shi did not try to persuade him any further, knowing that it was time for them to go their separate ways.
The few of them passed through the entrance in silence. During this time, the old lady got into Wen Shi's suitcase . The security check in Sunset Town was very lax, and they easily reached the platform.
Before getting on the train with his suitcase, Wen Shi looked at the opposite platform. The boy got on the train first, and he knocked out the elephant-eared ticket inspector so that the girl could get on the train.
Wen Shi: "…"
Compared to using a steel pipe to pierce the throat directly, it is considered to be a very understanding of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness.
The tour guide didn't come up with them, but habitually waved a small flag and said, "I wish you all a safe journey."
Before the train started, Wen Shi suddenly leaned towards the door.
Thinking he had changed his mind and wanted to stay with the group, the tour guide immediately tried to tuck his head back in. Wen Shi then spoke up in time, "Have you heard of the Mermaid Coast?"
The arm that was pushing stiffened for a moment, and the tour guide's expression became solemn: "Why are you asking this?"
Wen Shi smiled meaningfully: "Travel. If it's fun, I'll go and see it later."
This NPC is eager to commit suicide, so in order to attract him, he will reveal some information.
The tour guide smiled.
"It's fun." She stood with her back to the sun, her ant-like eyes fixed on Wen Shi. "But I have a piece of advice for you: don't get close to the Mermaid King. You'll end up in misfortune."
The old green train blew its whistle before departing, and the doors closed automatically. Wen Shi returned to his seat. A small octopus was using a mirror to catch the shells of sunflower seeds, and using its nimble tentacles to peel them for Wen Shi.
"…"
He was touched, but he said he wouldn't peel it next time.
In the suitcase, the old lady stretched out her frail arm. Wen Shi subconsciously reached out his hand. The moment their skin touched, he heard a prompt tone.
"Congratulations on activating your companion skill - Great Sealing Technique."
"This skill is limited and can only be used once in a single instance. In this state, you can seal your own living aura for one minute."
The name of this skill sounds inexplicably funny.
Wen Shi took a closer look at the attribute panel. A skill that lasted less than a minute required 800 points to use each time. He didn't complain about the high fees for the unscrupulous game. If he was being chased by a monster, this skill could save his life if used well.
"Thank you, grandma." He thanked her sincerely.
The old lady held her face in her hands in the suitcase. Her good grandson is indeed the most sensible and lovely one in the world.
Wen Shi was still waiting for the next game prompt sound.
The train left Sunset Town, and the warning tone finally sounded for the second time:
"Congratulations to the player for completing the rare copy of 'Sunset Red Travel Group'."
"The copy settlement is about to begin."
Wen Shi swallowed. Ji Yuanzhi had said that a single copy could be worth 20,000 to 30,000 points. He hoped the game wouldn't skimp on that. Cramming for the exam, he devoutly said a bunch of compliments to the game in his mind.
"You have completed the second main mission, and received a total of 25,000 points."
"Also, the host has reviewed your letter. To thank you for your thoughtful reminder, he's shipping an item from overseas. Would you mind spending 20 points to receive it?"
The shipping fee has actually increased.
Wen Shi said with a forced smile, "Yes."
There is an extra item in the backpack.
Penholder: A disposable prop. This is the first pen a host uses when transitioning to journalism. When you write a manuscript with it, the public's trust in the manuscript's content automatically increases by 50%.
"…"
Isn't this just a powerful tool for spreading rumors?
The host is a bit biased as a reporter.
Wen Shi and Yu Xingzhou exchanged their findings and discovered that players who chose the Shadow Hunting mission received an extra 2,000 points. The game had a special setting for light and shadow, and tasks centered around this detail generally scored higher.
Wen Shi accepted this matter calmly. He had actually had similar speculations long before choosing the mission.
The train entered a mountain tunnel and everything around it darkened.
Players can feel that they will be teleported directly out in the tunnel.
Because he and the old lady would meet over afternoon tea, Wen Shi didn't say goodbye. Turning his head, the little octopus reluctantly nudged him. A moment before the light completely dimmed, a glimmer of light flashed across the dusty mirror, then vanished along with Wen Shi.
This means they went somewhere.
"!"
The pupils of the big eyes trembled.
Why can a broken mirror follow Wen Shi, but it can't?
I'm afraid I'm just a fake incarnation of the true spirit!
When Big Eyes was questioning the world, all the passengers in this carriage of the train disappeared, and Wen Shi's eyes were filled with darkness. He was already familiar with this experience and waited calmly for the transmission to be completed.
…
Virtual world.
The square was packed with people.
Yu Xingzhou and Li Nan went into the dungeon together, and someone even set up a gambling game specifically for this purpose, betting on who could come back alive. Every day, someone would come and stare at the player numbers on the giant screen.
This spectacular scene was even more exaggerated than the first time Wen Shi released a copy. He felt like a monkey trapped in a cage in a zoo, and he wanted to ask these people for the admission fee.
Fortunately, players around "tourist attractions" like Big Boss only dared to watch from afar, and no one dared to approach desperately. Wen Shi followed and found a relatively wide path to leave. Song Yan didn't know what was going on. Originally, everything would return to normal after returning to the dungeon, but he was still a mirror. It seemed that he would have to spend three full days.
Song Yan was essentially a living being and could not be put into a backpack. Wen Shi deliberately walked in the middle of the team. He took off his coat to cover the mirror in his hand so that everything would not be particularly conspicuous.
The new worm had already shed its insect shell and was suddenly overwhelmed by the sight of such a grand scene.
"Is there anything I need to pay attention to here?" the newcomer asked cautiously.
Wen Shi: "Let's go back to the hotel first."
Yu Xingzhou was very generous and let the newlyweds stay temporarily in the hotel under Erjie.
After leaving everyone's gaze and entering the hotel, Wen Shi felt much more relaxed. Yu Xingzhou had to go back to the guild and did not come with him to the hotel.
Wen Shi was waiting for the elevator with the newcomer when the receptionist suddenly came over and said, "The vice president has said that you'd better find time to meet him after you get out."
Wen Shi nodded: "Okay." He pointed at the newcomer next to him: "This one..."
The receptionist said with a stern look, "Don't worry, we will make the arrangements."
While the newcomer was expressing his gratitude, Wen Shi walked aside and contacted Ji Yuanzhi using the communicator.
The call was connected quickly: "I happen to be free now, just wait for me at the hotel."
There was no one in the lounge area, so Wen Shi didn't go back to his room, but walked over and sat down.
Half an hour later, when he was about to doze off while waiting on the sofa, Ji Yuanzhi finally showed up. He was still wearing the glasses, and his relatively ordinary face seemed to be mixed with a kind of magic.
"How are you getting along with the president?" Ji Yuanzhi skipped the basic greetings and went straight to the point.
Wen Shi knew that he wouldn't ask this question for no reason, so he nodded: "It's okay."
Ji Yuanzhi sat down next to Wen Shi, resting his wrist on the armrest of the sofa. "The president has a special medium that can pull people into the dungeon." He paused and lowered his voice, "If you want revenge, you'd better reach an agreement with the president as soon as possible."
Wen Shi's heart moved, and he frowned and turned his head to the side: "Is there any movement from Pei Hongxin's side?"
"He's been keeping an increasingly low profile in recent years," Ji Yuanzhi reminded him. "I've heard a rumor that Pei Hongxin and his wife might move overseas."
Pei Hongxin has been active in the business world for many years and seems to have decided to retire.
"They'll be holding a cocktail party in a couple of days, and there will be many celebrities who have just returned from abroad. Pei Hongxin probably wants to use this opportunity to expand his network and prepare for future foreign investments."
"He's scared." Wen Shi's eyes darkened when he heard this. He knew very well that such a cautious person would be more worried about his past deeds being exposed the higher he stood.
Ji Yuanzhi glanced at Wen Shi and said nothing.
The insurance money was secondary. The fire did help Pei Hongxin and his wife win great social sympathy. Debt collectors and wage collectors were reluctant to surround them. Pei Hongxin's wife even burned herself on purpose. At that time, many people raised money for them.
Wen Shi was silent for a moment, then asked, "Can you help me get an invitation?"
Ji Yuanzhi was startled and exchanged glances with him: "You want to..."
Wen Shi nodded. In the past, he was always worried about alerting the enemy before he was fully grown. Now that he was sure that there was a way to pull the other party into the game, it would not be alerting the enemy, but making the target a frightened bird.
"Tell me," Wen Shi's brows relaxed, and he suddenly smiled, "What would happen if I went to this cocktail party and stood in front of them openly?"