Both sides put in a large amount of chips one after another, but both the president and Wen Shi subconsciously felt that these chips were not enough to fill the balance.
The bank president's face darkened slightly as he asked Boss Mei in a different way, "What conditions need to be met to know the standard for quantitative change?"
He wasn't afraid of Xiaohua's move alone; the bank president was 70% confident he could convince the following players to invest. However, after Li Nan placed a large bet, it was almost impossible for players to follow suit and take the risk. Even the bank's employees began to hesitate.
If a qualitative change has been achieved, he will decisively give up the initiative. Anyway, in the state of qualitative change, everyone has a 50-50 chance of winning.
Boss Mei acted as if he didn't hear anything and stared at the embroidery on the red robe.
She has shown with her attitude that no matter what the price, it will not indicate the numerical value of qualitative change.
Xiaohua threw a few chips before the bank president made his decision, a curious smile on her face. "Although I don't quite understand the rules yet, even if you lose, you'll only lose the chips you threw in earlier. That amount of money isn't a big deal to you, so why not cut your losses in time?"
The bank president said coldly: "I won't be a loser."
Wen Shi, who had been silent all this time, finally ended his contemplation and raised his head. He was afraid that not being a loser would be a small matter. He suspected that under the debt relationship, if the president suffered a big loss, the artifact would immediately change hands.
Whether this conclusion is valid depends on whether the other party follows the bet.
Half a minute later, just as Boss Mei was about to urge him on, the chips began to fall like snowflakes, and the bank president chose to follow suit. In terms of wealth accumulation alone, even the top ten guilds couldn't match Wangcai Bank.
The trick to betting is to overwhelm others with momentum. The bank president doubled the chips and successfully made Xiaohua frown.
He returned the original words to Li Nan: "President Li, are you still following?"
Li Nan did not have the aggressive edge of the bank president. He stood quietly aside and did not seem to have any intention of continuing to follow the bet.
He had already helped solve the biggest problem, getting the bank president's players to stop betting. A smart person doesn't need to be fed. It would be disappointing if Pei Wenwei couldn't even handle the rest.
Wen Shi was of course aware that he would need to manually control the situation next.
He suddenly asked, "Can you give me three minutes alone?"
Wen Shi did not contact the host immediately as originally planned, and seemed to be preparing to adopt a strategy that would produce faster results.
Boss Mei was very polite: "As long as the chips invested in the end are enough."
Her purpose was very direct. As long as she could make the bet bigger, everything would be easy to talk about.
After receiving a clear response, Wen Shi walked to the other side. With the money scale blocking his view, he was right in the blind spot of everyone. The others could only vaguely observe that Wen Shi seemed to be talking to himself at first, but soon a strange black gas seemed to emerge from the corner of the wall.
The strange behavior made the bank president feel very passive.
After a while, Wen Shi actually started making a phone call. The call lasted less than thirty seconds. He quickly walked back and handed the phone to Boss Mei.
Everyone was looking at this place. No one knew what was being said on the other end of the phone. Boss Mei smiled broadly. "Money, like vulgar things, means nothing to me. It's not enough as a bargaining chip. At this point, you can only offer one valuable thing."
A respectful title changed the expressions of those present.
After a few more words, Boss Mei swung his legs gently and said, "It seems you understand this, too. Okay, this is also a way out for you."
No one could understand what Boss Mei was saying, but they could get confirmation from another person.
The president glanced at Wen Shi and was quite surprised to find that there was also a trace of surprise on his expression that had not yet subsided.
Soon, there was only a busy tone on the other end of the phone. Boss Mei flicked the plum blossom branch lightly, and a chip fell accurately into Wen Shi's tray.
Everyone was staring at the chip. Xiaohua took out her goggles and slowed down the falling speed of the chip in the mirror so that she could see it more clearly.
This is a unique chip. The coin value part is covered with natural mosaic. The moment it touches the tray, the entire balance tilts completely.
Boss Mei asked the president without discrimination, "He asked for off-site assistance. Do you want one too?"
Wen Shi beside him seriously interjected: "If you want, I can introduce you. The agency fee is only 10,000 points. It will be useful if you keep it."
Then he raised his hand and said, "I swear."
The president ignored him. The fact that the balance tilted so sharply proved that the chip whose value was unclear was very large, so large that it could cause a qualitative change.
He was silent for a moment, a calculating look flashing in his eyes. When he opened his eyelids again, he decisively said two words: "Abstain."
The implication is that I will no longer follow.
A lot of money has been invested before, and it is unrealistic to ask him to continue filling a bottomless pit alone.
The president had a vague feeling that the last chip was very big, and unless the entire bank was drained, he might not be able to get through.
Boss Mei stood up on the dividing plate: "Today's first move has been..."
Before she could finish her words, a plum blossom suddenly blossomed and fell, hitting her on the head. Boss Mei cried out in pain, but after reading the message the blossom had conveyed, her smile returned. "Wow, two more unexpected punters!"
In front of everyone, she threw two chips into Wen Shi's tray in succession and stomped her feet happily: "Big business, big business!"
Wen Shi did not feel flattered at all when he suddenly received support from an unknown source.
The move made Boss Mei exclaim in utter generosity, and the ability to transmit messages remotely made it easy to guess the two bettors.
It is a true spirit.
Wen Shi pondered the reason why they placed the bet.
True spirits place their bets after the balance of money has completely tilted, and what they are really interested in is only the new gamble itself after the qualitative change.
Many thoughts flashed through Wen Shi's mind at once. It seemed that Zhen Ling had already guessed what kind of gamble the money balance would give.
"The initiative has been decided." Boss Mei smiled happily, and the tray rose again the next second.
She flicked her wide cuffs, and two plum blossom seals flew out, automatically sticking to the top of the tray. She froze all the chips at once, quite domineeringly. "The gambling game is about to begin. Only those who have placed bets can see the details of the game. Remember to keep your eyes open!"
After saying this, a line of blood-stained characters rose from above the scales like the rising sun. It lacked the fragrance of plum blossoms, and each stroke exuded a rotten smell.
The content of the bet was just a short sentence, but no one present could look away immediately after reading it.
[There is a supreme will ready to hunt down the Lord of Terror. Will it succeed? ]
Boss Mei looked at Wen first and said, "First mover, first mover, yes or no?"
Xiaohua came directly behind Wen Shi, opened her mouth, and after a long while, she finally uttered a word: "Isn't the Lord of Terror a legendary existence?"
The bank president and the players behind him were all looking at this side, but they couldn't see anything on the person's face.
Wen Shi: "…"
"You're such a good actor," the bank president taunted him harshly, not even being able to control his facial expressions for the first time.
He always manages to act more surprised than anyone else. I wonder if it's because of this acting skill that he gets the two major guilds to help him out.
Wen Shi was speechless, he was really surprised to death!
The gambling game is generated based on the personal information of the first player. The supreme will must refer to the game, so where does the Lord of Terror come from?
After a long moment, Wen Shi felt an indescribable chill in his heart. He was forced to substitute a powerful and uncertain element, and the only person around him who met the criteria was Jian Qingrong. In the past, Wen Shi had subconsciously fitted Jian Qingrong into Song Yan's template, treating him as one of the True Spirit's avatars. After all, the Lord of Terror existed only in legends, too far away from him.
Now it seems that the person who is really related to Jian Qingrong is the Lord of Terror.
Unlike Wen Shi, whose frown had not relaxed for a long time, the president was actually relieved while making sarcastic remarks.
The president was more concerned about practical interests than why he was involved with the Lord of Terror. No one could give a clear answer to a gamble of this magnitude.
Whether or not you become the first mover seems to be an unimportant matter.
Even at this age, he always felt a little uneasy in his heart.
The most exciting part now is the comment section:
[A Pia: I'm so anxious! Did the Mirror God and the others follow suit and place a bet? What exactly is the bet?]
Patient 109: I regret that my abilities are limited and I can't place bets across dimensions. Otherwise, I'd rather lose everything than not know the details of the bet.
[Patient 233: Curiosity makes my mental illness worse!]
…
Wen Shi glanced at the latest readership figures, which had already surpassed ten thousand. Besides the virtual numbers brought in by monster hunting, the appearance of Boss Mei and the True Spirit had completely pushed popularity to a fever pitch.
When the number of people increased from [49999] to [50000], the system prompt sounded in my ears:
"Thanks to your tireless efforts, 'City of Gold' has become a hit."
"Please earn 200 million as soon as possible. As the main savior of this chapter, you will receive unexpected benefits."
It is not difficult to earn 200 million yuan. Wen Shi has already completed half of it. Now the real problem lies ahead.
"The bigger the bet, the longer it takes to place the bet. Don't worry," Boss Mei said, her attitude always good. She hugged Meihua even tighter. "You still have twelve hours to make your choice. As for the outcome of this bet, with luck, you'll see the answer before you leave the Golden City."
The second half of the sentence made everyone look at each other in bewilderment. Logically, the game between the two top players would take at least some time. Maybe by that time, they would have already left the game. How could they have expected the result to come out so quickly?
The casino, which used to be a place of revelry, was now eerily quiet, and a sense of unease gradually spread.
It's an eternal truth that when gods clash, mortals suffer. There's no guarantee that the clash between the game and the Lord of Terror won't implicate players. The worst-case scenario is a violent clash, the virtual world collapsing, and the players buried with it.
"Why think so much? If you don't want to place a bet, just go back." Xiaohua was the first to break the silence. She stretched and said, "It's a waste of time to stay here any longer."
Wen Shi was silent for a moment and agreed with what she said.
After greeting Boss Mei, Wen Shi pointed in the direction of the elevator and said, "Then I'll be leaving?"
Boss Mei had no intention of stopping him. He touched the branch, and a soft plum bud suddenly appeared in Wen Shi's hand. The bud could be put into the backpack.
"You must place your bet within twelve hours, understand?" Boss Mei dragged out the last word a little longer, with a hint of warning.
Wen Shi nodded.
He turned around and took two steps when he was tripped by the monster corpse on the ground. There were countless monster heads blocking his way around him.
Boss Mei's snort came from behind. As the culprit of everything, Wen Shi quickened his pace with a guilty conscience, walked around the monster corpses, and prepared to enter the elevator.
"Are you done betting?" A faint voice floated over.
Outside the elevator door, a petite figure was leaning against the wall. Ayu was looking over here with a half-smile on her face, and her smile was a little creepy.
Seeing the other person's unsuspecting look face to face, Wen Shi felt bad and shouted "Mom" with a tingling scalp.
"You know how to call for help now..." Ayu picked up a rattle on her waist with her fingertips: "Why didn't you call for help when you were ridiculed for having no capital?"
Xiaohua had just arrived, and she was sure that there was no one around when she got off the elevator, and she didn't hear the elevator door open again after that. But from what this person said, he had been there for a long time.
Knowing that Ayu was dissatisfied with his unfamiliar behavior, Wen Shi bent his fingers a little stiffly. Everyone has a limited number of life-saving cards, and he doesn't like to use people around him as bargaining chips.
The small triangular ears on top of his head drooped down. Ayu's heart softened for a moment, and he took the initiative to turn the page and pressed the power button.
While waiting for the elevator, Wen Shi asked Gui Tong to line up and stand aside. He asked A Yu, "Can you help me take them to a place?"
During the day, he relied on the ghost boy to complete bodyguard missions, and the angry ghosts were unwilling to leave, determined to make a specimen of the man they wanted to be their mother. Now the situation has changed. The ghost boy witnessed an entire floor of monsters being killed in seconds, and he was afraid that if Wen Shi was unhappy, he would turn them into specimens.
Ayu nodded: "Where to send it?"
Wen Shi sent her the address and patted the ghost child's head beside him. This time, there was no threat in his voice: "There will be suitable mothers there to play games with you. I just donated some money, and there will be a better environment soon. It will be much more interesting than hiding in an amusement park and killing people."
The ghost boy nodded ignorantly. As long as he didn't scratch their necks with playing cards, everything would be fine.
The elevator door opened.
Several people walked in one after another. When Wen Shi pressed the door closing button, he was almost eye-to-eye with the bank president.
The president does not need to place a bet. The right to take the initiative is in Wen Shi's hands. Once he decides which side to bet on, the president will be automatically classified as the other side.
Wen Shi sneered: "Now I find you much more pleasing to the eye."
Compared to that hypocritical smile, this gloomy expression is more suitable for the other person.
The elevator door slowly closed, and players including Boss Mei, Money Balance, and the malicious bank president were all isolated in the space outside the door.
Leaning against the inner wall of the elevator, Wen Shi's shoulders drooped slightly, and the tense string in his mind finally loosened.
Xiaohua had a reason for urging Wen Shi to hurry up: "You've got the upper hand over the president. The twelve hours that Boss Mei reserved for you should be a first-mover advantage."
Veteran players have a good grasp of the game mechanics: "Using this time, you're sure to trigger some tasks, which will allow you to make relatively accurate predictions about the bet."
After the elevator reached the first floor, Ayu took Guitong away. The interior of the casino was not affected by the underground vibration, and the rest area was still crowded.
Wen Shi and others walked to the entrance of Mei Jin Casino to talk.
It's not a good idea to pry into other people's secrets, but in this situation, some questions are unavoidable. Xiaohua stood still and asked, "Who was Boss Mei talking to just now?"
"City Lord."
Xiaohua was unconcealed in her surprise: "You convinced the city lord to place a bet?"
Wen Shi shook his head and explained in detail: "I went to the corner to pray to the demon and ask if it had any solution. The demon charged very little, and I originally wanted to offer to pay a wisp of my soul."
Of course, offering souls was just talk. The purpose was to create a confrontation between the devil and Boss Mei immediately.
Boss Mei may appear kind, but she's definitely not one to take a loss, and won't give up even a fraction of what belongs to her. Boss Mei personally offered to let her use her life and soul as an additional bargaining chip, and she wouldn't let anyone else take even a fraction. The demon may seem unruly, but in reality, he's quite capable.
Once the two sides start fighting, the situation may usher in new changes.
Xiaohua gave him a deep look after hearing this: "It's really hard for you to come up with such an idea. Then what?"
Wen Shi: "The devil didn't take the bait, so he asked me to pat him on the head, and then gave him a solution, contacting the city lord."
He tried to call back the number that had sent the bodyguard invitation, but the man in black answered the phone. Perhaps it was the devil who did something, but after he said a few words, the call was easily transferred to the city lord.
What followed was that the city lord took the initiative to ask to speak to Boss Mei.
Xiaohua: "Why did the city lord help you?"
Maomao shook his head.
Feeling that the whole thing was very magical, Xiaohua asked again: "What's going on with the Lord of Terror and the game?"
Maomao shook his head.
Xiaohua shook his shoulders in frustration, "Wake up and tell me what you know."
The cat shook its head three times.
"…"
Wen Shi turned his head to look at Li Nan, "Why is the City Lord helping me? What is the Lord of Terror fighting with Yugi about..."
He asked three questions directly in the original language.
There must be some basis and reason for Li Nan to be willing to stand up.
Li Nan's eyelids twitched when he saw the confused expressions of the duo.
The Meijin Casino's lights were dazzling. Li Nan stood slightly to the side, hailing a taxi while asking them, "If you follow the bet and win, you'll become a favored one of Libra. With benefits personally certified by Boss Mei, isn't it worth the bet?"
Xiaohua: "But this game is very risky and doesn't conform to your principles."
"The first mover wins, and the chances of winning are already good enough."
The taxi arrived, and the bank president and others happened to be coming out of the casino. Seeing that he was going out in a taxi so late, they immediately narrowed their eyes suspiciously.
Li Nan acted as if he was not worried at all about him following the car. He did not deliberately ask the driver to take a detour and directly told the destination.
"We're going to the city lord's residence. We want to pay our respects and check in."
The driver was no longer surprised by such requests. There were a lot of people in the Golden City who worshipped the city lord, and some even went so far as to imitate the city lord's dress.
After getting in the car, the three of them did not communicate anymore. The driver saw the flexible cat ears through the rearview mirror.
Because Wen Shi kept his head down, the driver couldn't see his appearance clearly and didn't connect Wen Shi with the popular 3S-level bodyguard. He only lamented that nowadays dealers have started to show off their looks in order to make money.
Wen Shi, who bowed to life, probably understood what Li Nan meant.
The other party shared Xiaohua's judgment, believing that this betting buffer period could be used to trigger quests, otherwise being the first mover would be meaningless. The complete shift in the financial balance stemmed from the City Lord's single chip, so they had to first visit the City Lord to see if they could trigger a side quest and thus obtain advantageous information.
As the bank president who is the last one to come, even if he follows all the way, he will not be able to trigger anything.
The cheering words from the monsters are of reference value.
Similar to how they use questioning the truth to summarize the true spirit of the mirror, the first move will definitely defeat Boss Mei. The weight of the first four words is definitely not something that can be crushed by a simple qualitative change.
A loud bang interrupted Wen Shi's thoughts.
The taxi's tire suddenly burst. The driver was startled and got out of the car to check, cursing.
Xiaohua laughed.
How could a tire blowout be such a coincidence? It was obvious that the bank president had someone do something to waste their time.
Wen Shi also saw through this and did not waste time changing cars, knowing that he would encounter various "accidents" in the future.
This time, he called Ayu directly without any courtesy, "Mom, some bastards are trying to stop me."
"Cough..." Xiaohua couldn't help but cough twice.
Hearing that the president of the prestigious Wangcai Bank was described as a small-time punk, Li Nan was a little amused.
Wen Shi vaguely heard A Yu telling the ghost children not to run around, otherwise he would use them to make wine and feed them to the wolves. His temples throbbed.
"Shake the bell I gave you, and you'll be there soon."
Wen Shi did as she said. Although A Yu did not show up immediately, after the driver changed the spare tire and the taxi was back on the road, no accidents occurred again.
The road the driver was driving on was extremely flat, and there were basically no other vehicles on the road, because the city lord's residence was located in this area, and no residential buildings or disturbing entertainment venues were allowed to be built nearby.
The further they went, the farther the streetlights became from each other, and the darker the environment became. Thanks to his excellent night vision, Wen Shi could clearly see what was ahead.
The city lord does not live in a Western-style villa, but in a large house. The outer wall made of black bricks and stones extends from a hundred meters away. It is hard to imagine the area inside.
What was surprising was that the outermost door of the house was open.
The driver, treating them as new arrivals, explained, "Many people come to visit the City Lord's residence. Behind the outer gate is a small garden. You can take photos and explore freely, but you're strictly prohibited from entering beyond the second gate. From there, it's completely the City Lord's private domain."
After thanking him for the reminder, Li Nan paid the bill and the three of them got out of the car and walked forward.
"Another classic example of sting operation." Xiaohua looked up at the yard. "Opening a door specifically is simply an invitation for people to cross the line."
The city lord's method of stalking people was top-notch, just like the bodyguards he hired. The city lord himself never encountered any danger, but many of his bodyguards died.
The wind was very strong nearby. After stepping into the courtyard, Wen Shi keenly smelled the faint smell of blood in the wind, which showed that many people had died here.
Rockeries, black stones, and trees are the main elements that construct this space. Xiaohua examined these dark and heavy stones and said, "There is a strong resentment attached to them."
Wen Shi didn't understand these things and asked, "What's the use?"
Xiaohua shook her head: "Not necessarily. It might be used to nourish Yin Qi, or it might be used to suppress something."
The three continued to move forward, and soon they were back to where they were. The familiar rockery seemed to be mocking their incompetence.
Ghost wall? But it feels different from the ghost walls I encountered before.
Wen Shi thought for a moment, then, using his body transformation, nimbly climbed atop a nearby tall, ancient tree. Looking down from above, the courtyard within was shrouded in a thick, dark fog, with only the faint eaves visible. Nearby, the stones crisscrossed in a pattern. He said, "There seems to be a pattern to the arrangement of these stones."
Xiaohua took a few steps back, looked at all the stones connected as a whole and said, "It's a formation."
None of them understand this, and there will be risks if they force it.
Li Nan was about to use the props, but was stopped by Wen Shi: "Let me try it first."
He summoned the Wandering Corpse without hesitation. When Peng Lu was still alive, his abilities seemed to be related to formations. Peng Lu was able to single-handedly create an entire demon-subduing formation to trap the Blood Bride. After the Wandering Corpse advanced, it should have at least copied some of its original body's memories of the formation.
Forced to work late at night, Youshi looked confused.
Wen Shi said succinctly: "Point out a way out."
Even if the zombies lead the way based on their feelings, I believe it will be much better than them walking around aimlessly.
The wandering corpse stared at the black stone for a while, and actually chose to walk forward with his eyes closed. One dared to lead the way, and the other dared to listen. Wen Shi followed slowly behind him, trying not to look at the surrounding environment.
The smell of blood in the air grew stronger and the wind grew stronger. It seemed that after walking for a long time, the wandering corpses finally stopped.
They were standing on a path of broken bricks, with a wooden door in front of them that was red to black. This should be the second door mentioned by the driver.
Wen Shi put his hand on the door and was stunned for a moment: "It's not locked."
It was completely confirmed that the city lord was conducting a sting operation.
He pushed the door open with one breath, stepped over the threshold with one foot, and was considering whether to go in completely when he suddenly felt that the wind blowing from behind had disappeared since he didn't know when.
After exchanging a glance with the people around him and preparing himself mentally, Wen Shi turned around.
A straw face full of cracks came into view rudely!
Wen Shi's breath froze for a moment, more surprise than fear. He had seen the same straw demon before in Fengguan Village, but this one was much larger and had fewer bloody wounds on its face. It was clearly not the same one.
Its eyes are empty and lifeless, not controlled by big eyeballs, it is purely a demon.
"This is the demon species behind the Ghost Gate," Wen Shi took a step back and warned the other two, "Don't make a deal with it."
When Wen Shi was thinking about how to stay away from the scarecrow, the game's prompt forced him to make a completely opposite choice.
[You encountered the straw demon that wandered out from behind the ghost gate long ago.]
[The horror event live broadcast port has been connected to the ghost gate. ]
After connecting one more port, new viewers continued to pour in.
Just like last time, the Straw Demon spat out a straw from its mouth. It didn't take any direct action, but asked with a sinister smile: "Who of you three wants to play a game with me?"
He sniffed anthropomorphically, his hollow eyes staring straight at Wen Shi: "You reek of Boss Mei's money."
The game's prompt sound continued:
"You have triggered a clue task unique to the first mover."
[Clue Mission: Scarecrow's Challenge
Mission content: Wherever there is live broadcast, there are straw demons. They like to use time travel to trick people into making soul transactions. Guard your soul!
Mission reward: A secret.
The Straw Demon knows a secret of the City Lord, and the current City Lord once used it to accomplish an unimaginable feat. Those who pass the test will share this secret with the demon.
"Let me do it." Wen Shi said.
The Straw Demon spoke to him in a targeted manner, proving that he already had a candidate in mind. Moreover, having experienced several time travels, he was indeed more experienced in this area.
Seeing Wen Shi walking forward confidently, Xiaohua did not stop him.
The corners of the straw demon's lips were raised, and he looked extremely terrifying under the thin moonlight.
It couldn't wait to stick the straw on Wenshi's head. The straw turned into a hair and penetrated deep into the brain through the hair follicle, actively searching for the memory that made the target feel painful.
It's not a pleasant feeling to have your brain dug deep into the ground. Unfortunately, the monsters in this dungeon have absolute knowledge of the players, so it's difficult to deceive them. This is true for Boss Mei and the Straw Demon.
Wen Shi's "Come to my house" is of no use at all.
"Um?"
The scarecrow accidentally found traces of straw left by its own kind in the body of its prey. Following the straw, the scarecrow read the memory of its last flashback.
Not long after, the straw on its face exploded!
The comment section had actually exploded a long time ago, and it was the new audience who came from the ghost gate who was excited.
"Fuck you, don't livestreamers have memories? Isn't this a song about loving someone until death!"
"I remember that his adoptive parents wanted to hire someone to kill him, but he generously offered to forgive them."
"Straw Demon, you still want to show us this, do you want to die?"
Wen Shi could only see so many comments. Most of the remaining comments were blurred out with asterisks because they were too dirty.
The original audience in the live broadcast room wanted to say something, but was quickly silenced by the angry ghost monster.
"Bah." After reading all the memories, the straw demon pulled the straw off Wen Shi's head and spat at him.
He actually wanted to reload the game and start over, going through the same process as last time. That's so dirty!
"..." Unexpectedly, the other party could also see the previous replay experience, and Wen Shi felt a little embarrassed. He had been thinking of exploiting a bug, but the replay would always stop at the most painful moment, and he was almost 100% able to get past it.
Holding the straw tightly, the scarecrow looked at the other two and asked sinisterly, "Want to play games?"
Li Nan made a gesture to Wen Shi, and the latter retreated dejectedly.
Before and after Li Nan went up, the same straw was stuck on his head and turned into hair again.
The night wind is very cool tonight.
One minute passed, then two minutes passed... Wen Shi gradually became indifferent to time awareness from being nervous, while Li Nan was still standing there, showing no signs of turning back.
Xiaohua yawned, feeling like she was about to grow grass on her head. "What's going on with him?"
Wen Shi was about to shake his head in confusion when he noticed that the Mirror God's red name remained above the livestream, indicating he hadn't left. He suddenly remembered that Li Nan was an ordinary person, personally certified by the True Spirit. Did he really have any so-called pain points?
The straw devil always uses the same trick, taking advantage of the most painful moment of the prey to lure the other party into making a deal.
At almost the eighteenth minute, the scarecrow pulled out the straw from Li Nan's head without saying a word.
Li Nan rarely showed some confusion: "You..."
"Pooh." Even from his expressionless face, one could tell that the devil thought he was unlucky, so he turned around and spit at him.
How can one have the dignity to continue living in this world with such a dull life?!
Following Wen Shi, Li Nan also made a disastrous exit.
Seeing that neither of them seemed to meet the requirements for the mission, Xiaohua sighed in the night and shook her head: "Useless men."
She consciously and proactively stood in front of the straw demon.
This grass moved for the third time today and moved to the top of the small flower.
The scarecrow who was waiting for work looked better. At least the woman looked normal.
Another quarter of an hour passed with eager anticipation.
Wen Shi and Li Nan squatted in the corner and chatted, whispering: "Xiaohua's personality must have been through a lot."
Li Nan nodded in agreement.
If it wasn't her nature, then she must have had some misfortunes in her life. It would be dangerous to let her experience the time reversal of the Straw Demon.
When they began to worry about Xiaohua's safety, the scarecrow's two hole-like eyes widened a little. It could not find any source of pain in this woman's memory. It was basically Xiaohua who made others suffer. Her life was always in absolute dominance.
Xiaohua was impatient. She felt something was stirring in her mind, but she couldn't wait to find the answer. She was a little annoyed: "Can you do this?"
She deeply doubted the ability of the straw demon.
The Scarecrow glared at her fiercely and this time spat at her twice: "Shut up, you pervert."
"?"
Xiaohua lowered her head and felt two puffs of straw ash sprayed on her collar. She immediately became angry. Li Nan and Wen Shi saw that something was wrong and quickly grabbed her arms from the left and right.
Wen Shi: "Calm down!"
Without the Straw Demon, the clue mission cannot be started.
If her arm hadn't been held back, Xiaohua would have definitely pointed at the Scarecrow Demon's nose and cursed, "With his level of professionalism, what can he do?"
Wen Shi coughed lightly, and before things got out of hand, he asked the scarecrow in a good-tempered manner, "Do you think he's okay?"
As he spoke, he pushed the zombie out.
The most painful time for the zombie was probably related to the seeds of the mutant pomegranate flower, but he would never make a deal with the devil for this. He let the zombie go and was guaranteed to complete the task.
The straw demon who had been dealing with souls all his life swept over the wandering corpse that was not even a human being and remained indifferent.
As a warrior, Youshi's soul has signed a contract with Wen Shi, and the devil cannot take it away.
Wen Shi, who was determined to find a bug, continued to promote: "Is it really impossible? He..."
The straw demon interrupted coldly: "Don't make me slap you."
"…"