Yu Xinghe was shocked and just wanted to get away from this place quickly. When he passed by Xiaohua's office on the second floor, he walked especially fast.
As they walked out of the guild building, Wen Shi suddenly asked, "Do you know that your mother thinks the car accident might be related to President Yu?"
Yu Xinghe paused, turned around and frowned, "What?"
Wen Shi observed his instinctive body reactions and expression, and it seemed that he really didn't know.
There was even a hint of absurdity in Yu Xinghe's expression.
After the accident, he damaged his brain nerves and was in a coma for a long time. After waking up, he found out that he was half paralyzed. He was depressed all day long and didn't want to have any contact with the outside world.
Wen Shi repeated what the mirror spirit had said, and Yu Xinghe frowned even more tightly.
"I'll talk to my family."
After hearing the exact answer, Wen Shi said nothing more.
A person's behavioral habits cannot be changed quickly. He could feel that Yu Xinghe had been isolating himself in a separate world. Even when Song Yan read about the true spirit father, he did not have any special reaction.
Wen Shi didn't have the energy to empathize with someone he didn't know well. He just had to deal with the matter at hand. He couldn't let Yu Xingzhou always take the blame.
There was no conversation after that.
As they approached the hotel, Yu Xinghe inquired about how to return to the real world. He knew his family members were easily influenced, but he had never imagined they would be so pliant.
Wen Shi thought for a moment and said, "If you want to go back, it's best to give us a heads-up and arrange for someone to pick you up."
After the accident, Yu Xinghe always had a strong sense of crisis, so he was naturally aware of this.
Seeing Yu Xinghe walk into the hotel, Song Yan shook his head: "The relationships in big families are so complicated."
He suddenly felt that as a clone of the true spirit, it would be good not to have so many complicated blood ties.
Wen Shi did not respond. Song Yan turned his head and saw him looking in one direction. He subconsciously looked over there as well, but he only saw some unfamiliar players walking around.
"Is there anything over there?" Song Yan asked curiously.
Wen Shi retracted his gaze and said calmly, "There are people who are courting death."
In the afternoon, everyone went back to their rooms to rest. During dinner, Wen Shi received a text message from Yu Xingzhou. The other party first thanked him for suggesting the "Horror Club" copy, and then mentioned that Ji Yuanzhi had almost recovered.
According to conservative estimates, Ji Yuanzhi originally needed to rest for two days. The fusion of the mermaid's heart had both advantages and disadvantages for him. Objectively speaking, his physical fitness had been greatly improved.
After hearing the news, Wen Shi went to see Ji Yuanzhi in person.
Ji Yuanzhi usually lives in the hotel, so to meet him, he only needs to go up two more floors.
Compared to how disheveled he was in the morning, Ji Yuanzhi now looked pretty much the same as usual. His hair had returned to its normal color, and he was wearing glasses, except that his cheeks were a little pale.
Wen Shi walked in and immediately pulled out a small abacus. His fingers flicked it lightly, and the abacus made a crisp sound, each round bead trembling, looking like a small toy.
"The Super Abacus," Wen Shi said with a smile, "is sponsored by the president of Wangcai Bank."
Before going to the hospital dungeon, he briefly talked about his experience in the Golden City. Because everyone's attention was on the 3S dungeon at the time, many details were glossed over.
Ji Yuanzhi himself had some understanding of the super abacus, and immediately understood the other party's intention.
"You want to use it to create the Kingdom's financial system?"
Wen Shi nodded. He knew that he definitely couldn't handle all of this. In the process of development, he would inevitably have to come into contact with a large number of players.
Ji Yuanzhi is the most suitable person to do this. He has the manpower in the Second Commandment, and as long as a certain commission is given in the end, Ji Yuanzhi himself has a promotion path to [High Priest]. The higher his contribution to the Kingdom of Uzza, the more conducive it will be to his upgrade.
Ji Yuanzhi once showed his panel information, which stated that the high priest was the king's first prophet. Once successfully promoted, Wen Shi guessed that he would have an additional skill of [Divination].有匪小说
"Without the artifact, the bank will inevitably fall apart." Wen Shi said slowly, "First, contact the bank's employees, then use their system. Employee compensation will remain the same, but can be increased appropriately. Except for the president, who will be left without any staff, everyone will benefit."
After speaking, he concluded with a serious expression: "We are heroes. We saved a group of players who didn't even know their company was going bankrupt. This is the meaning of entrepreneurship."
Ji Yuanzhi: "…"
As one of the beneficiaries, he did not make any comments.
The two parties signed a detailed contract regarding the use of the [Super Abacus]. After putting away the contract props, Wen Shi asked Ji Yuanzhi about his physical condition: "How much longer can you hold on?"
"About half a year." Ji Yuanzhi pushed the frame calmly.
The launch of the 3S dungeon marks a complete shift in the core theme, increasing the probability of encountering keys while playing dungeons. The most difficult transition period has passed, and keys are being redistributed. Soon, a large number of veteran players will successfully leave the game.
"Recently, fewer and fewer new players are entering the dungeon," Ji Yuanzhi said. "Once all the keys have been snatched up and a new transition period arrives, a large number of players will be sucked into the game again."
Hearing about the transition period, Wen Shi teased, "Maybe the next core theme will be the kingdom. After you leave the game, you'll have to help build it in the virtual world."
The air suddenly became quiet.
Wen Shi coughed lightly: "Just a joke."
The mirror frame that Ji Yuanzhi had just pushed up suddenly slid down a little. He whispered, "Don't tell ghost stories."
Originally, Wen Shi mentioned it casually on a whim, but now even he himself feels a little uneasy. According to the game's principle of taking what is available, who knows if he will do the same in the future.
The two looked at each other, and finally said uncertainly: "It should... not be."
Avoiding this overly shocking topic, both parties hastily ended the conversation.
What Ji Yuanzhi lacked the least was the ability to obtain information. It was not too difficult for him to get a complete list of employees to formulate a plan.
[Super Abacus] is the reassurance of bank employees. It is now temporarily borrowed by Wen Shi. When Ji Yuanzhi took out the artifact, the bank employees subconsciously began to consider their way out.
He used the fat man from the previous mermaid dungeon as a breakthrough point, tricking him into revealing the list of bank employees he knew. By analogy, and taking advantage of players' tendency to seek profit and avoid harm, Ji Yuanzhi gradually began to understand the banking system. He wasn't the only one busy and scrambling.
Puppet Guild.
The guild leader was a man in his thirties with a sickly look on his face. He was looking at the player sitting to his lower right, who was recounting his recent experiences. While listening, the leader occasionally frowned, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face from time to time.
The person who kept talking was Tu Bianxi.
According to the prior agreement, Tu Bianxi would be freed once Wen Shi took over the hospital. When the instance ended and the teleportation began, he was also teleported away.
On the screen of the virtual world, Tu Bianxi's player number quietly lit up, but only a few days had passed and no one had noticed it yet.
"I already have a general understanding of the hospital's internal structure. Pei Wenwei killed Ao and obtained the inheritance rights. If we get rid of him, the game will definitely re-issue the director's task." The operation of the hospital is inseparable from the presence of the director.
This is the real reason why Tu Bianxi was willing to reach an agreement with Wen Shi in the hospital. It is basically impossible for ordinary players to kill Ao.
It would be much easier to snatch the winnings from the players afterwards.
It's impossible not to be moved. The Puppet Guild's president didn't show it on his face, but the puppet standing beside him already had an expression of impatience.
He touched the doll's head with his palm. Tu Bianxi liked to fill puppets with human eyeballs, but the president had a different hobby. He had a crazy obsession with hair and liked to peel off other people's scalps and put them on puppets.
This was the "hair wig" he had just gotten. The hair was still very smooth. The Puppet Guild's president sighed with enjoyment, "I can't kill people in the virtual world, so it's even harder to run into them in a dungeon."
Even Tu Bianxi was tricked last time, so even if he encounters it, his chances of winning are average.
Changing the subject, he said leisurely, "But the real world is different. I heard that the president of Wangcai Bank almost fell out with Ji Yuanzhi these past few days, and even privately offered a high bounty on the black market for the lives of Pei Wenwei and Ji Yuanzhi."
"...Whether the latter is true or not remains to be confirmed, but at least it's clear that the relationship between the two parties is bad. Please contact him."
Upon hearing this news, Tu Bianxi's eyes lit up, and he finally asked the most difficult question: "I wonder when Pei Wenwei will return to the real world."
The Puppet Guild's president waved his hand. "I'll find out. Everyone has influence in the real world. Contact more people. When the time comes, both the black and white forces will attack at the same time. Even if the commotion is a bit loud, it must be a fatal blow."
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"A-choo."
In the hotel room, he felt a slight chill as he walked out of the bathroom. He was still wearing a bathrobe.
He sneezed twice in a row, but considering the temperature was just right, he still didn't turn on the air conditioner.
When passing by the mirror, Wen Shi's white fingertips suddenly touched the middle of his collarbone. The pendant was used to lure monsters when he was killed in the light. Now it was empty around his neck, and he was still a little uncomfortable.
"I wonder what Jian Qingrong has been doing recently?"
The opponent's large-scale cutting technique came to mind, and Wen Shi's temples began to ache slightly.
In addition, he was still worried about the trip. Although the blame was put on the game, his temples hurt even more when he thought about the disappointed expressions on his family members' faces after the result was confirmed.
In fact, Jian Qingrong has been working on personnel matters these days.
He is still unaware that the matter of the Golden City has been exposed and is trying to communicate the game.
It was easy for Jian Qingrong to communicate with the Supreme Will. The game could not restrict him in many aspects. For example, as his strength recovered, when Wen Shi and the others discussed game-related content, Jian Qingrong was not disturbed by the shielding force and could basically hear everything.
"Let Wen Shi's family spend a day with him in his world."
This way, no matter whose world you travel to later, others will not feel unbalanced.
Jian Qingrong guessed that this would be the source of Wen Shi's recent troubles, and prepared to help him solve it first.
"In exchange, I can agree to you limiting my power there." As long as he gets the authority to enter and exit the space, he can make concessions on the use of power in the real world.
All the lights in the sanatorium dimmed, and the air was much damper and colder than usual. The omnipresent will was now lingering here.
The game did not give an immediate answer, indicating that it was considering the terms of the deal. If the Lord of Terror used his power without restraint after leaving, it would indeed be a huge hidden danger.
After a while, a cold mechanical voice sounded in the sanatorium.
"Outside the spatial dimension I govern, your power is limited to catching bullets with your bare hands."
Jian Qingrong bargained: "Atomic bomb."
"…"
Seeing that the Supreme Will ignored him, he further narrowed his request: "Missiles, bombs, rockets?"
Still no answer.
Jian Qingrong sighed softly and said, "Okay, bullets, but the quantity cannot be limited."
Anyway, it's just the limitation of a single world. According to Wen Shi, there are no monsters or ghosts there.
"What are you going to do with the others?"
"Same."
Just like when they appeared in Wenshi's growth process, everyone's power play will be restricted.
Xie Tangyan's strength is at most comparable to that of a world martial arts champion. That beast, Yaerlin, only has the ability to tam beasts. The devil can only do a moderate amount of brainwashing...
As the mechanical sounds continued, Jian Qingrong's expression grew even colder. "If we're completely restricted to the power of ants, won't any passerby be able to trample us to death?"
Not a single sound was heard in the air.
The silent standoff lasted for nearly half a minute. Jian Qingrong sneered and chose to sign this "unfair" treaty. Finally, he said with dissatisfaction: "If you want us to die, just say so earlier."
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